Chapter 52 Interlude Life Is Like a Dream (Extra)

"So... how did I do in this class?"

The warm and bright sunlight poured into the classroom through the large glass. Mikael stood on the podium, rubbed his hands nervously, and asked the students below the podium with a trace of sadness.

The audience was silent for a while, and the young Valkyries looked at each other, wondering why the general education teacher invited back by the school principal would spend a whole class telling such a... strange story?

The concept of collapse and the classification and naming of the collapse beasts are obviously the same as in the current world, but the specific names of people and places are completely different.

Fu Hua half-covered her mouth and hesitated. She was undoubtedly very good at learning theoretical knowledge. Because of this, she could tell that many of Mikael's words about the concept of collapse and the issues related to the Herrscher were not aimless, but this made her even more confused-if the purpose of this class was to let the Valkyries understand these things better, then just give a lecture, why bother to make up a story?

And this story... is somewhat familiar...

She is sure that she has not experienced these things, but this story is inexplicably familiar...

However, from her perspective, this story is full of mistakes.

For example, the description of the Herrscher's core...

Also, if she remembers correctly, the First Herrscher who fought for humanity in his mouth seems to correspond to the First Herrscher Walter Joyce learned in history class. (Wait, who is this!)

And the city of Irkune, where the Second Herrscher was born, is probably located in the Siberian wilderness, which also corresponds to the second collapse more than a decade ago. (Did the Great Collapse happen more than a decade ago?)

As for the place names such as Mu Continent and Luluye in the back, although these places cannot be found on the current map, the island of Ponape actually exists in the South Pacific!

Is it a coincidence?

Or is he hinting at something...

Fu Hua feels a little confused.

She turned her head to look at Bronya on her right. She seemed to be very interested in the 680mm railgun described by Mikael. She had already started to calculate with a draft paper...

Uh... her hair and pupils were also silver-gray. She was born in Siberia. And the Vostok mentioned by Mikael should also be there from the name. So are they related?

Fu Hua suddenly had such a question.

As for Mei on her left... (Eh? Mei? Mei? What does this syllable mean, is it Mei or Meiyi?)

Mei bit her index finger gently, probably thinking about what dishes to add to the lunch box at noon.

Wait! The lunch box made by Mei!

Huh! Why do I feel resistance and expectation coexisting in my mind - Hua thought strangely.

Feeling Fu Hua's gaze, she was a little embarrassed, her face was a little red, and she couldn't help but turn to the other side.

On the other side was Kiana, who was snoring. Fu Hua saw Mei pile up the books on the table, half angrily and half laughing, and put them in front of Kiana, helping the snoring girl to block Mikael's sight.

Fu Hua turned her eyes back to the podium. She was a little confused. These classmates... were very strange, but inexplicably familiar. But she always felt that something was missing, something was missing, the teacher in her mind, the classmates in her mind...

Mikael asked the question, but did not get a response for a long time. He scratched his head awkwardly.

She saw the teacher's appearance and couldn't help thinking: "Although he is a teacher, he doesn't look much older than us... Being ignored like this, he must feel very sad and wronged..."

As she thought so, her hand was unconsciously raised.

Seeing someone raise his hand, Mikael's eyes lit up.

"Uh... that, Hua raised her hand, so you can answer the question!"

"Ah!" Hua was stunned for a moment, probably because she hadn't heard that name for a long time, and then uttered a short syllable. After hesitating for a moment, she chose to stand up.

But her brows were furrowed into a frown, and her eyes glanced away unnaturally, as if she was suppressing some extremely painful emotions.

When she turned her eyes to Mikael, she had a complex look mixed with doubt, scrutiny and sadness.

"Mister Mikael, I think your story is very good."

She answered concisely and was about to sit down.

Mikael waved his hand to stop her and asked a very fatal question:

"What's good about it?"

Hua's expression changed from astonishment to confusion, and finally showed a strange sense of shame.

"Well... I really like the description of the tower, as if there really was such a group of people struggling to survive like this... Teacher, I believe that if you write these stories into novels, you will definitely be a great success - provided that destiny allows the spread of knowledge about the collapse..."

The story was recognized, and a smile flashed across Mikael's face.

Unexpectedly, Hua did not stop there, but changed the subject and began to complain: "But there are serious problems with the structure and length of the story: why is there only a very small amount of ink used to describe such a major event as the collapse of Irkune City, and the ink used is not even as much as the plot of capturing... Vilvi. And the ink used for Luluye's plot later is three times that of the collapse of Irkune City!"

Mikael pursed his lips, wanting to refute, but said nothing.

Instead, his voice came inexplicably in Hua's mind:

[Those memories span fifty thousand years or even longer. Many places are like the photo at the end of the story. Only a vague outline can be seen.

Even - even their facial features, their voices, even their laughter... everything seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, and except for the vague outline, it could no longer be clearly seen.

This is probably why I can’t help but want to tell all these stories...

I’m really scared, if one day I lose even these outlines, how will I find my original self at the end of time...]

Hua looked around blankly, unable to tell for a moment whether this was an auditory hallucination.

She didn't realize the problem at first. She just thought it was because she didn't have a good rest last night and continued to question:

"There are also some very strange things. As far as I know, the number of active Valkyries in the world is around 3,000 (what are Valkyries!). Even B-level Valkyries have power far beyond that of ordinary people. Moreover, we are also equipped with warships like Hyperion that are more advanced than Zhuhuo No. 1, but when we deal with large-scale collapse, our strength is still a little stretched. So how can Zhuhuo Moth fight with a mere hundred troops? Where is the broken one?”

"Uh..." This stopped Mikael in his tracks. Hua saw his expression constantly changing, and finally stopped with a sigh.

A sigh of relief and helplessness.

He suddenly called out a number: "MSA-209?"

Hua's pupils lost focus in an instant, and her upper and lower lips opened a small gap in vain, then closed and opened again in vain.

"I'm sorry, teacher, what did you say just now?"

All the surrounding sounds became distant and diffused in an instant, retreating to the outside to form a closed loop surrounding Hua. Her eyes seemed to have lost all color, M-S-A-2-0-9, every letter and number taken apart individually was so familiar to her, but...

But when they were put together and entered her mind, they became.

She felt that this string of codes should have a great connection with herself, but after searching through her memory, she could not find any trace at all.

But... I obviously can't remember... Why does my heart hurt so much...

Hua stooped slightly, holding the table with his left hand, holding a fist on his chest with his right hand, breathing heavily.

At that moment, something seemed to penetrate her heart.

But why wasn't blood flowing out?

It was obviously painful, but why didn't the corners of my eyes even feel wet?

She could no longer support her whole body weight and fell to the ground...

etc! Why is it on the ground! Where is the desk!

She opened her eyelids just a slit, and could no longer see the bright sunshine, the tidy classroom, or the strange classmates.

The ground her body touched also began to change. It was still cold, but not as hard.

Clear and transparent, like water.

Her consciousness began to dissolve—melting rather than floating away, like an iceberg melting into the sea.

Then she began to fall at an extremely fast speed - it felt like falling, but in the opposite direction, from the center of the earth to the earth, then into the ocean, into the clouds, until she reached the endless pale desert on the moon... Then, she began to fall from the moon to the Earth.

Until she once again fell into the ocean... no, water.

Yes, it was indeed water. She felt as if her whole body was wrapped in some kind of liquid.

"Just now... was that a dream?"

"What a strange dream, people I know and people I don't know...it seems like it's the future..."

"How long have I been dreaming..."

"Wait! Mikael...Mikael is..."

At the last glance, she saw the silver-haired man stepping on the water and slowly walking towards him.

The deep voice has a long history, passing through the viscous liquid and gurgling bubbles and reaching Hua's ears, it is already a broken echo:

"Life is like a dream, and there are so many joys... splendor..."

"It's time to wake up..."

"A new era has arrived..."

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