The speech of the young man from the player continued: "I am a student from the Historical Branch of the First College of Liberal Arts in New Hangzhou, and during the summer, my friends and I found these dog tags on the ancient battlefield further north. They were preserved in a small cave on the edge of the battlefield, along with the remains of a soldier, whose dog tags I also collected. Everyone said, send them here, so I brought them along." At this point, there was no more laughter on this young man’s face. "Coming here, I saw so many dog tags, does every era have guys like me... somewhat foolish ones?" "Come on, during your time, wasn’t Chaos still around, with so many Spirits and different kinds? Why did you all come here, doing such dangerous things... However, since you can operate this device, you probably aren’t a monster. I have good news for you, in my era, there is no more Chaos. We humans have once again broken free from the shackles of gravity, venturing into the outer universe to explore unknown worlds... Thank you, especially the old man with the inscription on the steps below from the final period of the Great Cataclysm. Previous archaeology has found his family, and if it weren’t for someone helping him into the ground, my predecessors couldn’t have found him, long gone with the wind. At this point, the young man took out a cigarette, snapped it a few times, and finally wiped it from the corner of his eye: "Thank you, those people on the tags died so that we can live now... Thank you, I might seem sentimental saying this, but it’s true, thank you. If we find new tags in the future, we will definitely come back, because the monument is here, my phone is also here, if you open it, then you must be someone who understands human speech, right? So, can you take a selfie for me?" At this point, the young man smiled: "What silly things am I saying here, this is Zhao Kai." The young man’s monologue came to an end, and Malin put down the phone in his hand, sat on the empty steps, smiled, and gradually fell silent. He finally picked up the phone, took a selfie, then turned off the phone and placed it back in its original location. Looking at the distant and insignificant grave, Malin stood up and walked to another pile of dog tags. Here, there was also a small tape recorder, looking somewhat dated, but at least better than the phonograph at the beginning. Malin picked it up and pressed the play button. · This is Changhe Seven, repeating, this is Changhe Seven, we are executing a withdrawal mission, I am leaving this phonograph here, if any troops hear this recording, remember, in the name of the Union, I command you! Do not advance south! Do not advance south! Lead our enemies west! Remember! All civilians below 40 degrees north latitude are retreating south! Civilians need your sacrifice! Civilians need your sacrifice! Only this sentence and the dog tags piled like a mountain on the steps. Salis flew into the sky swiftly, and soon responded to Malin, saying that on the west side of the city’s outskirts, there was a huge defensive line, filled with countless various vehicles and bunkers standing on the ground, with the whole land completely desertified, leaving only a sky full of wind and sand. Malin finally placed the phonograph back in its original place, then took out a bottle of wine from the Semi-Plane and placed it directly in front of these dog tags. Mana had flown over to collect those dog tags, Malin walked to another pile of dog tags, this pile had no recording devices, only a few small wine glasses. Malin filled the small glasses with wine from the bottle in his hand, then sat beside this pile, taking one out from the top. Earth Union, Thainan Military District, 99th Armored Assault Regiment, Second Lieutenant, Zhang Jinyun. The dog tags weren’t large, but there was a tear on them, possibly caused by some cold weapon used by the minions of the Chaos Evil God? He placed the dog tag back, and Malin took out a few more tags, all from the 99th Armored Assault Regiment. Finally, Malin stood up and walked to the highest place. There was a small projection disc still working, a silent child stroking this long monument. The dog tags flooded over half of its small body. There was a section of text written on the monument. We are advancing westward, we take off our dog tags, do not mourn for us, because we hold pride in our hearts. Malin turned and sat down, leaned against the monument, took out a cigarette to light for himself, then lit three more, placing them in front of the dog tags. Finally, Malin took out all the cigarette boxes he carried, piling them on the ground. In front of me are generations who have sacrificed, I should do something. Malin warned himself , but until the cigarette in his hand burnt out, Malin couldn’t think of any good solution, so he could only look up, silently watching the girl standing in front of him. "You can’t think of any good solution, can you?" Susu finally spoke. Malin sighed, nodded: "I always think about how to save this world, but when this opportunity is truly in front of me, I am at a loss, perhaps... I am really not someone who can save the world."