It was Mars more than three billion years ago.
The wind gusted around Jiang Chen as he looked at the endless wilderness, he was dumbfounded.
Just then, the light ball next to him continued on.
"See those rooms?"
Jiang Chen organized the messy thoughts in his head and forcefully nodded.
"I see them."
"Those were originally full of works of art and valuable antiques. They recorded our tens of thousands of years of civilization. Before the apocalypse arrived, we tried everything in an attempt to leave something in this cold universe. Yet, as you can see, nothing in time is eternal."
It seemed to be reminiscing about something, as the silence lingered for a long time.
"What should I call you?" Jiang Chen asked.
"We don't need a voice to communicate. Based on your language, you can call us Civilization of Gaia," The light ball said.
Gaia?
