System: My Doomsday Train-Chapter 937 - 353: "Why Did the Signal Cut Out?

Outside is a tunnel forged from pure steel.

Guards holding guns stand along both sides of the tunnel.

When a civilization develops, it inevitably prepares for the worst scenarios; evacuation is one of the plans.

During the annual census.

The "Good Cat Civilization" invariably takes a group of carefully chosen orphaned boys and girls to the "Wild Grass Star." These children will be the last seeds to carry on the civilization if they flee.

Passing through this long, shadowy tunnel.

The leader of the Good Cat Civilization arrives on the surface, where trains are parked en masse. Large numbers of troops and soldiers stand ready, prepared for departure. This is an incredibly fearsome force, one capable of standing against any Fourth-level Civilization.

As a longstanding Fourth-level Civilization, it does have this foundation.

Unfortunately.

These foundations appear as fragile as bubbles in front of those trains, bursting at the slightest touch.

In the sky, dozens of wormholes are visible to the naked eye.

Large numbers of troops and trains are emerging from these wormholes, landing and assembling on the planet. He cannot take everyone, only the military forces of the Good Cat Civilization and the families of the various officers, along with as many resources as can be carried.

This is all that can be taken when a civilization flees.

Nothing else can be brought along.

...

The leader of the Good Cat Civilization stands silently in place, gazing at the crowd growing larger as more people arrive. A hint of regret gradually wells up within him.

He...

was still arrogant.

When the Constant Star Train was trapped inside the black hole, he thought it impossible for it to escape.

If he had been more decisive at the time and launched a devastating attack on the "Nia Star System" along the past timeline, the Human Civilization would have been doomed.

At that point, the Human Civilization had almost no means of resistance.

In the end, he was too confident.

He never considered that a train could escape the black hole’s gravity.

But—

regret is meaningless.

The reason he didn’t choose to do so at the time was simply to conserve resources. Can it be said that he was wrong? If he pursued perfection in every decision, how much more resources would have been consumed along the way? How could the Good Cat Civilization have advanced to a Fourth-level Civilization?

There’s no other way.

It’s like you can’t expect everyone to test their meals with silver needles before eating.

If one day, a wife were to poison him, and he didn’t notice,

then he would have no choice but to accept death.

He doesn’t believe he was wrong; it was just a rare event he had the misfortune to encounter.

A calamity destined in fate.

Inevitable.

Only...

His eyes flicker with confusion, wondering where they can flee to. The surrounding star systems are already occupied. To escape, they would need to flee millions of light-years away, beyond the radar range of the "Human Civilization."

They can only go to areas severely lacking in resources outside of star systems.

The leftovers of the universe.

Such regions typically have just one star and a few small planets, sometimes not even a mineral star, and can barely be adapted for human survival.

They can only first flee to such a place and wait for an opportunity to counterattack later.

As long as they remain alive.

There is always hope.

At this moment—

He spots a general in the crowd, the same one who had just informed him on the screen that General Qian had died. The general is now here with his soldiers, preparing to escape together.

The leader of the Good Cat Civilization frowns at the sight of a refrigerator in the general’s arms.

"There’s no need to bring a refrigerator to escape, are you also bringing your microwave?"

"This is not my home refrigerator."

"It’s something I seized."

"Before leaving, I have to bite off a piece of him to show them we are not easily bullied."