It doesn't matter.

When you actually get to Laurenzril, you will probably hear more names like this."

Immediately afterwards,

He asked Joyce gently:

"What did the data system under the commander's authority tell you again? Do you remember it?"

The girl nodded and began to repeat in a nice voice:

"I'm sorry for borrowing the communication line from you nameless people, but this is my only chance.

In the interstellar abyss,

I, Clay,

An ordinary soldier in the night watch team of Klimanth, the breeze city on the border of Laurenzril, is about to reach the end of his life.

now,

When someone sees this passage,

I might have been lying on the cold metal floor, next to broken equipment and the remains of my comrades.

Sorry, you don't have to come to save me, because my chest was penetrated by a bone-deep wound. Ahem,

At the last moment of my life, I must leave everything I know about the conspiracy of the cultists and the secrets about the insect colony to warn future generations.

They used the insect colony to conduct incomplete human cloning experiments, using innocent lives as victims in their pursuit of power.

I have witnessed with my own eyes those cloned humans. Although they have the appearance of humans, their eyes are full of emptiness and confusion, as if they are bodies that have been deprived of their souls.

What's even more frightening is that

The cultists have also mastered countless interstellar structures and even interstellar shuttles left behind by the Twilight Stars.

These shuttles have the magical power to travel across the stars.
Chapter completed!