Capítulo 261: Chapter 261: The Planet that Swallows Everything
No matter how slow a planet moves, 7000 years is enough for it to travel a considerable distance.
In the beginning, the planet's speed was indeed slow, but it kept accelerating. Before he knew it, Finney realized it was already approaching.
Over the years, Finney had used various means to observe, investigate, and stop it, but to no avail.
"It's time to decide. Should we evacuate from here?"
Finney asked the other scholars, and they all looked mentally exhausted.
"I think we should retreat. It's been tormenting me. Lately, that planet has been appearing in my dreams, turning into a nightmare. I haven't had a good night's sleep in decades, not even in deep hibernation. I can't stop my mind from thinking about it."
"I feel the same. No matter what weapons we have, the planet's speed is ultimately not that fast. If we can't fight it, can't we at least hide from it?"
"Perhaps we should understand the nature of the planet, but not now. There's no need to force ourselves to do something we can't handle. After all, it's not a matter of life and death at the moment."
It seemed that everyone agreed to leave.
Finney also thought so.
Not just in the past few decades, but for hundreds of years, the planet had become his obsession, preventing him from focusing on other matters.
Moreover, it wasn't just these officials and scholars; ordinary citizens in the Star City also felt the oppressive presence of the planet. Over the years, more and more citizens had left the Star City, afraid to stay any longer.
This, at least, relieved them of some relocation burden.
"Then let's temporarily avoid it. We can change direction; SC-102 is a good choice."
After the decision was made, everyone started making arrangements.
Finney walked through the streets of the Star City, noticing many people looking up at the starry sky, in the direction of the planet.
Too many people were curious about that thing, as it threatened their safety.
However, he might have to thank that planet. If not for it, he would have been dead long ago due to the exhaustion of his lifespan.
"I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse."
Immortality is a good thing, but you have to endure the pain of seeing your family and friends leave. Finney had experienced this many times, and each time, he felt suffocated, a pain worse than death. He developed some chronic illnesses, but fortunately, the technology is highly advanced now.
Recently, he had felt this way again. Every day, he not only dreamed of the planet but also of his deceased family and friends.
His mood was gloomy, so he decided to take a walk on the streets to clear his mind.
Even though he had lived for such a long time, he had never really taken a good stroll through the Star City.
"Ah!"
As he walked down the street, a sudden scream came from the distance. He looked in that direction and saw a Kete lifeform chasing and killing a Lelerala lifeform with a weapon. The Kete lifeform beheaded the Lelerala in full view of everyone.
Blood stained the Kete's body, and he became even more frenzied. Finney noticed that his eyes were red.
Finney immediately drew his laser weapon and fired at the Kete, instantly piercing its body.
At the moment he killed his opponent, Finney felt a sense of relief within himself. His stress was so overwhelming that he unconsciously craved slaughter to alleviate it.
"Perhaps I should see a psychologist."
In the Federation, psychologists are mechanical and not lifeforms. They are among the higher-income groups of doctors, and the Federation has a strong demand for them.
As the living environment becomes more diverse, more problems arise. Reliable reports indicate that the stress level of this era is 17 times higher than the previous era, and an era here is calculated in thousands of years.
Finney, a 9000-year-old man, was more sensitive to these differences.
There was still some time, so Finney headed towards the hospital. He had made an appointment.
Upon arriving at the hospital, he entered as if it were his second home, but a pungent smell of blood suddenly assaulted his senses. He followed the source of the smell, and his body was already covered in armor.
Then, through an open door, he saw a Lightwing lifeform feeding the internal organs of a Luo Yin lifeform into its mouth. The Luo Yin's body was partially missing, and the Lightwing's abdomen was bulging.
"Doctor Biloxi?" Finney exclaimed in disbelief.
The Lightwing turned to look at him and calmly said, "Oh, it's Intelligence Officer Finney. Are you here for a consultation? Please wait in the cleaner room next door while I finish up here."
Finney was astonished. The Lightwing dared to eat another citizen right in front of him, even though there were inherent differences between races. Over the long years, racial integration and the current class definitions had eliminated most racial barriers. Even extreme racists couldn't accept the act of eating other lifeforms.
"Don't you have anything else to say to me?"
Biloxi listened to Finney's words, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Do you want me to examine your mental state? To be frank, Intelligence Officer Finney, your complexion looks much worse than the last time you came. You probably haven't been resting well recently."
"Your eyes seem a bit red. You should be careful. Perhaps you can force yourself into deep hibernation; it would be good for you."
Biloxi continued speaking while feeding the Luo Yin's internal organs into his mouth.
Finney felt like vomiting as he saw Biloxi's nonchalant attitude. Anger rose within him.
"Don't you think you've violated Federation law?"
He shouted.
Biloxi was startled for a moment and then said, "It seems so, but I don't know why. I felt like I should kill and eat him, and he tastes delicious, doesn't he?"
"Madman!!!!" Finney's armor transformed into a hand blade and rushed towards Biloxi, ready to kill him.
At that moment, Biloxi's body suddenly expanded, transforming into a ten-meter-tall, pitch-black demon with three pairs of crow-like wings.
Sequence: Fallen Angel of Evil
Ordinary people couldn't afford sequences, but those in sought-after professions like psychologists could easily purchase good sequences.
As Biloxi's body gradually became covered in armor, he glared down at Finney and roared, "What are you trying to do? Do you want to kill me? Even if you're the highest official here, you don't have that authority. You're a murderer."
Finney's anger was uncontrollable when a murderer called him a murderer.
His body also began to expand, eventually turning into a giant hand. The hand opened, revealing an eye in its palm. The eye was dark and deep, like an abyss, and at the bottom of the abyss was a hint of azure, as if a spring was rippling within.
Sequence: Bill's Severed Hand
This was a fourth-level sequence, while Biloxi's Fallen Angel of Evil, despite its impressive name, was only a twelfth-level sequence. There was a huge gap between the two.
As Bill's Severed Hand stared at Fallen Angel of Evil, the latter stood frozen. Bill's Severed Hand grabbed Fallen Angel of Evil and crushed it, even with the protection of the armor, because Finney's armor was better.
The battle ended in an instant.
Finney, returning to his original body, immediately ordered the Star City's mechanical guards to take control of the area. He no longer had any intention of seeing a psychologist.
"Something's wrong!"
He felt that something was amiss.
The entire Star City seemed to be enveloped in an indescribably eerie atmosphere.
Finney decided to consult with others.
...
He didn't drive but flew in his armor to a high-rise building in the heart of the Star City.
Finney entered the elevator and pressed the button for the 1839th floor.
This was the most luxurious residential area in the Star City, with each building towering at 70,000 meters. Each floor was 30 meters high, and the higher the floor, the more expensive it was. The price per square meter here was over 3000 energy coins, and there were no units smaller than 2000 square meters. In other words, each apartment was worth at least 6 million energy coins.
Although the energy coin had depreciated compared to its value ten thousand years ago due to the Federation's strength, the purchasing power of 6 million energy coins was still equivalent to 1 billion US dollars in the 21st century.
It wasn't that expensive, actually. In the capital of the Water Commission, apartments costing 20,000 energy coins per square meter were common. Of course, the services there were comprehensive, and the area was even larger. It was said that there were no apartments smaller than 10,000 square meters.
The Warbeast race was the most affected by this issue, as they required a minimum of 50,000 square meters of living space due to their enormous bodies.
For Finney, the 25-meter-high elevator seemed a bit too spacious.
The elevator used a magnetic system, and its speed could theoretically exceed the speed of sound. It traveled at 20 meters per second for lower floors, 100 meters per second for middle floors, and 200 meters per second for higher floors. He soon reached the 1839th floor.
There was no need to knock, as the AI butler would announce visitors and identify them for the residents.
Usually, the door would open immediately, but this time, it took a while to open automatically.
Finney entered and saw Dock coming towards him.
"What wind blew the Intelligence Officer here?"
Their years of working together had made Finney and Dock good friends. Dock had traveled to many places and, while his expertise outside of academics might be questionable, he was generally well-versed in various matters.
"Have you noticed anything unusual about the Star City lately?"
Dock paused for a moment after hearing Finney's question and then said, "You're probably just stressed. It's that asteroid problem."
"Since we can't get rid of it, it has become a knot in everyone's heart. A knot that, over time, can turn into a sickness. It's normal."
"Do you know about the Moon?"
Finney nodded.
"The Moon was a companion star to the original mother star of the Human race. It played a god-like role in the growth of Human civilization and was imbued with unique significance."
"This might seem like a naming game, but it can genuinely influence a lifeform. For example, the full moon is often a peak period for Human murders and suicides."
"Sometimes, when you focus too much on something, it can subtly influence everything around you. To avoid being affected, you need to stop thinking about it."
"Haha, that's easier said than done. It's really difficult to achieve," Dock said as he poured a cup of tea for Finney.
However, Finney, sitting in the living room, suddenly smelled a strange odor, like something rotting.
"Dock, is there something broken in your house?"
Dock replied with a hint of annoyance, "The sewer is blocked. I didn't expect such a high-end place to have this problem. With the current advanced technology, how can there still be shoddy work in such minor matters? It's really..."
It was a casual answer, but Finney still found the smell unbearable.
"Let me take a look. My hobby is fixing various mechanical faults."
At this moment, Dock's tone suddenly changed, "No need!"
He said it quickly and urgently.
Finney's secondary brain detected signs of Dock lying, and he already sensed that something was amiss.
He stood up and walked towards the bathroom.
"Dock, you're lying to me!"
"I don't want to believe what I'm seeing."
Dock hurriedly rushed to stop Finney, but Finney had already opened the bathroom door.
Inside, he saw a pile of animal corpses, each with a cruel death.
"I've recently developed an interest in biology and wanted to experiment on some animals," Dock explained.
Finney turned to look at him, "Really?"
"Your tone doesn't sound like you're telling the truth, Dock."
"When did you start enjoying torturing animals? From the beginning?"
At this point, Dock seemed less tense, and he spoke with a relaxed and calm tone, "I don't know. Maybe it started when I was born, but recently, this influence has been amplified, and I can't control myself."
"Do you know? Killing animals feels so good. Watching them die slowly is wonderful!"
Finney felt a chill down his spine.
This was definitely not the Dock he knew.
"You've changed!"
"Everything around here is wrong, Dock. Don't you realize that you've been influenced?"
Finney shook Dock's body, hoping to help him regain his senses.
However, Dock smiled and said, "Finney, I never realized it before, but you're an animal too, aren't you?"
As he spoke, he lunged at Finney with a knife.
Fortunately, Finney was wearing his armor, which protected him from the sharp blade.
"Have you gone mad?" Finney stepped back in disbelief, staring at Dock.
He noticed that Dock's eyes had turned blood-red, and he was rushing towards him.
At that moment, Finney's heart filled with uncontrollable anger, "You fool, do you want to die?"
His armor generated a particle blade, which he swung at Dock without hesitation.
"Pfft!"
Finney had cut Dock in half with a single strike. Even with the presence of quark robots inside Dock's body, the severed halves quickly lost their life functions. After all, his neural hub (brain) and the blood pressure pump (heart) that supplied the entire body had been split in two.
Finney stood frozen for a moment.
He suddenly snapped out of it and looked out the large window in the living room, gazing at a specific direction in the starry sky. There... an asteroid was approaching.
"Something's wrong, everything is wrong..."
"The Moon, yes, the Moon..."
"It wasn't a bomb after all, but a weapon that influences consciousness..."
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