I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World (Web Novel)-Chapter 1599: Funeral

The human instinct to gather together in the face of disaster existed since the beginning of primitive society.

Invincible beasts, brutal and bloodthirsty cannibal tribes, floods, rockslides, earthquakes, plagues, pests… No matter what kind of disaster, as long as a pulse still remained for the civilization, those who survived were able to dig out through the failures of the past and find the last kindle of fire.

Just like what Kelvin had imagined.

When the video in front of Heavenly Palace City Station was released, the figure that was not considered burly, but mightier than anyone else naturally became the new deity of the new century. He was recognized by the "worshippers" from different countries and languages ​​all over the world.

His speeches were recorded.

His thinking was compiled into a book.

His glorious deeds were written into the textbook.

His portrait became a flag that displayed directly above the conference hall of the Earth Defense Alliance headquarters.

...

In the not-too-distant future, every major decision of Earth civilization would start from this point. And the man who once saved the planet would continue to fulfill his glorious deed to guard this place with his gaze. Every member that stood here would swear an oath of loyalty to the alliance and civilization...

Of course, these were all events in the future or things that would happen eventually.

About a few years ago, he said that he would form an Earth Federation, but a group of "traitors" who fled this blue planet rejected him.

So now, the Earth Federation was established...

Coro City, on the lawn in front of the Presidential Palace.

Kelvin stood in front of the podium, raised his head as he squinted his eyes. While he looked up at the gentle sunlight in the sky he began his remark.

"A painful victory."

"I can only use this to evaluate this hard-won Monday."

"Our civilization should have ended last Thursday, and even a week ago I had taken care of everything, just to make time for the last day."

"That day, as usual, I went to the place where I worked. You should know that it is called the Space Command Center, which is the heart of the Celestial Trade Space Department and the eyes of the Earth Fleet."

"It's very unexpected. Many people have also chosen to stay here at this last moment and wait for the ending to arrive. I made a cup of coffee for the assistant who has always helped me, and then I sat in my seat and waited. With the incoming brutality, our civilization was about to be extinguished."

"But at this moment, a light shined in the distance."

"Of course, that light was invisible to the naked eye. Our space telescope recorded that moment."

"When disaster struck, some people chose to leave, some chose to stay, some chose to give up, and some chose to fulfill their mission to the final minute."

"Their sacrifices are great and lofty. Our civilization has thus turned a new page, rather than being concluded. Here, I would like to dedicate the highest respect to the heroes who sacrificed for the great cause."

There was thunderous applause from the audience.

The expressions of the people were solemn and excited.

The guards of honor played military music, and the soldiers on both sides of the line fired three shots into the air. As the white smoke dissipated, the sandalwood coffins were covered with a blue federation flag. Under the escort of the guards of honor, it was marched through the road in front of the Presidential Palace and buried in the newly built Mars Colony Cemetery.

Of course, the remains of the heroes lying here were not their actual remains. The entirety of Mars was blown into a vast asteroid belt. What laid here, in the wooden coffin under the flag, were photos, clothes, or medals, that were just the relics of the heroes.

The heroes' family members were allowed to step forward and bid their final farewells to their departed relatives.

Some people bowed their heads in silence, some wept in tears, and some even fainted due to the overwhelming sorrow because they couldn't bear the pain of the death of their loved ones. Some people knelt down and kissed the wooden coffin lightly, while others stood upright from a distance and offered them the military salute of the alliance...

Sadness permeated in the air.

However, the sprouts in the soil were full of hope.

A woman in a black dress and a veil stood in the crowd. She gazed at the buried sandalwood coffin from a distance, gently bit her lips, while her red eyes seemed to be restraining the sadness that was about to overflow.

"You came?"

A familiar voice came from behind, and the woman turned her head. When she saw the familiar face, she hurriedly looked away, her previously bitten lower lip that also turned white because of force seemed to open, and she said with a voice of sorrow.

"I just came to see him for the last time, and I will leave here tomorrow."

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else." Xia Shiyu sighed softly and changed to a gentle tone, "I just feel a little surprised."

The face under the black veil was slightly taken aback.

"Surprised?"

"Well, I didn't expect that guy would be so popular."

When Xia Shiyu said this, her tone seemed helpless as if she had lost a bet.

Just when Liu Yao was puzzled about what she wanted to do, Xia Shiyu turned around.

"Come with me, no matter if you are planning to see him or not, this isn't the right place."

After Xia Shiyu finished this sentence, she walked towards the Luer sedan on the side of the road.

On the other side of the cemetery, and also on the edge of the crowd.

A pretty figure looked at the cemetery with the same complex expression.

"I won't forgive you."

"Never."

"You devil..."

But for some reason, tears fell as she spoke.

Her shoulders trembled as she wept quietly. Perhaps it was because she felt that crying made her too ugly, she raised her hand and wiped the tears on her with force, and with a hoarse and shaky voice, she stubbornly added.

"I, I didn't cry..."

Not far away, under the big tree, the man whose entire face was blocked by the shadow of his hood stood with a woman in a lavender dress. From the beginning of the funeral till now, they hadn't said a word. They just stood there and watched quietly.

Finally, the woman broke the silence first.

"Is it fun to attend your own funeral?"

The man laughed and started to speak.

"It's very interesting. How many people in this world have the opportunity to attend their own funeral?"

"Someone is crying because of you."

The man fell silent.

After a long time, he sighed softly.

"What do you think I should do?"

"Did I hear wrong? You blew up a planet without saying anything? As a man with such a strong opinion, you're asking a girl like me for advice? Will the Sun rise from the west tomorrow?" The woman blinked playfully.

"I'm not kidding."

Jiang Chen looked at the funeral with a complicated expression.

"...Well, although I don't know how to help you..." Xiaorou tapped her finger against her lower lip, thought for a moment, then smiled all of a sudden. "But I think the tears at the funeral won't be a lie."