Lin Mo crouched in the underground shelter’s third basement level. With a thought, the last box of emergency ration bars returned to its place, neatly stacked on the third shelf.
He had spent three months and emptied his savings to stock up: five hundred boxes of ration bars, three hundred barrels of purified water, two hundred sacks of rice, fifty cases of canned food, and enough machetes, steel pipes, and crossbow bolts to cover half a wall. In the corner, seed packets, farm tools, and basic medical kits were crammed together. He had even prepared ten solar panels, though he knew they probably wouldn’t be of any use.
Three days ago, he came across a post that had been throttled by the platform. It contained just one sentence: “July fifteenth. Scarlet rain falls, technology returns to the void, all things mutate.”
No one believed it. Except him.
Thirty starships started their star core engines at the same time, spraying light blue flames from their tails, and slowly left the space port. The interstellar portal's light rose sharply, enveloping the starship formation. "Target, edge of the solar system!" Lin Mo ordered. The starship formation instantly disappeared into the portal and headed towards the depths of the universe. In the distant starry sky, the outline of the purification fleet is faintly visible, and the huge shadow is slowly moving towards the solar system. A cosmic battle concerning the survival of civilization is about to begin. Lin Mo and his ten female generals will write the legend of the earth in the sea of stars with the hope of mankind.