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Chapter 542 Please Die Everyone

At this time, all the people on the star holder were fleeing or waiting to flee, but Takano Jun stood in the room with peace of mind, watching the collapsed red sun through the window.

The huge fireball still looks fiery red on the surface, but in fact it has undergone extremely drastic changes. The energy emitted by the sun is rapidly increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The fiery temperature and terrifying gravitational force make the surrounding space appear changed.

Although there is the stability of the stellar holder, the change of the red sun is too drastic, and the holder assembled with the most advanced technology of the Mephilas stars has also appeared to be crumbling.

At this time, the power of civilization and science is obviously not worth mentioning compared to the huge stars.

Because the process of the red sun collapsing into the white dwarf was affected by the Mephilasians, the current outbreak of this process is extremely sudden and rapid.

The surrounding gravitational force is getting stronger and stronger, and the part of the fixer close to the red sun has been twisted and broken.

What is even more desperate is that some people have noticed that part of the ejected escape pod was caught by the concealment of the red sun and fell into the fiery hell.

And this scene was right in front of them, appearing like a close-up.

despair!

Those sporadic falling light spots brought deeper despair. Even if the material of the escape cabin can block the high temperature for a certain period of time, once this thing falls on the burning star, what will happen to the ending?

No matter how powerful a person is, no matter how terrifying a civilization is, they are still insignificant in this state.

Of course, the Mephilasians have the power to destroy stars or detonate stars, but such technology is not for setting off fireworks.

At this moment, some people have woken up from despair. They are still desperate, but they have not given up hope in their hearts.

They withdrew from the crowd, put on special uniforms, turned around and walked towards the lava passage.

"We may die, but we will never just wait to die."

Someone said: "We have lived with the red sun for so many years, and no one here knows it better than us."

"Now it is furious and wants to take our lives, but do we really want to wait like this? We are maintenance personnel, we are..."

"Stellar Repairman!"

With a call, dozens of people who were familiar with each other turned around, put on the uniforms they saw that they hated, picked up the tools they were not familiar with, and once again embarked on the only mission path for hundreds of years.

Everyone's choice is different. Some people want to go back and try to calm down the sun, while others stand there, waiting for the opening of the next escape pod...

Another person stood on a high place, watching their choices, and pinched his fingers tightly on the railing.

"The dark watcher... It turns out that we have become the pushers of those old guys without knowing it, heh~"

As a person who is old and mature, the station master is the person with the most experience here. After he remembered Takano Jun's identity, he quickly guessed the truth of the matter.

"Damn it."

"Damn it!"

For thousands of years, the station master has been prepared to die on the sun, but the death he wants is not like this, not in some conspiracy.

Looking at the mother planet in the distance, the station master seemed to be making some kind of choice in his heart, he whispered to himself: "Let go, or stick to it."

As the station master, he knew very well that the old guys who designed the star holder had already considered the collapse of the red sun, and they also made corresponding arrangements.

However, once the choice is made according to the arrangement, the red sun will completely riot, and it will never be possible to be suppressed.

But in this situation, the webmaster is really unwilling.

He didn't want to die just like that, at the hands of those politicians for no apparent reason, but once he pressed the "button" in his heart, it meant that the Mephilas galaxy might completely disappear in the universe.

Just when he was about to make a decision, a person suddenly appeared outside the holder, an extremely elegant but old Mephilasian.

"Earl Earl!"

The station master immediately recognized the great count who is second only to the president on Mephilas, and even in a sense, the great count is No.1 on Meferas.

Noticing the station master's gaze, the Earl used his ability to teleport to his location.

The Mephilasians were expressionless, but the Earl saw hesitation, anger and unwillingness on the station master's face.

He didn't say anything, just lowered his head slightly and squeezed the crutch in his hand.

The rising temperature around him seemed to have no effect on him, and he was as elegant as a black swan.

"Where is he?"

The Earl asked.

The reason why he came here is still a little uneasy, after all, the uncontrollable curse is too old.

The station master was taken aback for a moment, and then guessed who the earl was talking about, but he didn't answer directly, but asked instead:

"Your Excellency the Earl, is this a decision made by the President? Does the President know about this?"

The Earl nodded slightly: "The President didn't know that this incident was planned by us old nobles from the very beginning. After all, some old people have no brains and want to drag billions of civilians to live and die with them."

He lied.

It wasn't necessary, but he did lie.

The President knows about it and has given his consent to it.

Although the Earl didn't like this female president, it was undeniable that the female president who was above [-] people in history was an extremely smart person.

After he dies, the female president will lead the Mephilasians to recover quickly and climb the peak again.

After hearing this, the station master's eyes flashed, and he had already made a decision in his heart.

"He's in dormitory No. XX."

After speaking, he put on his uniform, held his helmet and pushed open the door.

He stopped when one of his feet was raised, and he turned to the Earl and asked, "Will you run away?"

"will not."

The Earl replied calmly: "I love my home planet more than anyone else."

"That's good."

The station master stepped out of the room, walked to the front of the crowd, held up his helmet, and shouted hoarsely at everyone: "Everyone, the current situation is very bad, so bad that I am waiting to die, everyone should understand, We can hardly escape."

The crowd was silent.

The station master said again: "But we really can't do anything except wait for death? Look up, look up, look up at the beautiful Mephilas star in the distance..."

He hammered his chest with his helmet, and shouted hoarsely: "There are our family members, our friends, and our kinsmen up there. We can die, but we can't wait to die!"

"They are far away on their home planet and should be escaping at this time. If we all give up, then there may be none of them..."

"so……"

The station master lowered his arms and calmed down for a moment. He looked at all the familiar faces below, all the people he could name.

His body trembled slightly, then he bent down and bowed.

"Everyone, please be a stellar maintainer for the last time!"

With trembling voice and hoarse voice, not many people could hear clearly what the station master was saying, but at this moment, everyone understood what the station master was asking them for.

They looked at each other and looked at each other.

silence!

silence!

Still silent!

In the face of death, all people are hesitating.

But this kind of hesitation was only for a moment, when the station master thought that there was no answer to the request, one hand grabbed his chest.

"It's clearly our task, why does the station master ask us?"

Then, two hands, three hands, four hands...

Looking at all the people who entered the passage below, the Earl took off his hat, and performed the most revered etiquette among the nobles towards these maintenance workers in a place where no one could see.

(End of this chapter)