Prism is the Guleng people's sun, it nurtured this prosperous civilization, but it also brought about its demise.

In fact, strictly speaking, this cannot be blamed on Prism, but rather on the Calamity Species parasitic on it.

It was precisely because of its parasitism that Prism turned into a star emitting crimson light, a star of death.

Now, what Zhang Xiaoman is doing can only be considered as a temporary solution.

To completely resolve the crisis of the Prism Star System, one must address the root of everything.

However, the alien species on Prism is too powerful, Zhang Xiaoman cannot confront it with his current strength.

He once used the Eye of Truth to probe, hoping to gather some useful information from the entity.

Unfortunately, the level of this Purple Level tool is far inferior to that of the alien species.

It cannot detect any information and only enters a fruitless cooldown.

Zhang Xiaoman speculated that this entity probably possesses at least Constant Star Level power, far beyond Naphaya's level.

If he wanted to deal with it, there seemed to be no feasible approach.

Forget the terrifying Calamity Species, even dealing with a single Constant Star is beyond his current capabilities.

Looking at the distant, immense crimson fireball, the joy on Zhang Xiaoman's face gradually disappeared.

He now has a plan, but executing this plan presents some difficulties.

There are many obstacles to overcome, requiring careful planning.

"Hope it succeeds..."

He murmured to himself as the image of the Old God — Orestox appearing on Water Blue Star last month arose in his mind.

Ever since Orestox was sealed in the Netherworld Si Shui Prison by Ni Yang, Zhang Xiaoman kept it stored in the Original Realm Space.

In the Original Realm, as the Realm Master, he could easily crush this ferocious ancient Old God.

But after much deliberation, he temporarily restrained this thought.

Finishing Orestox off was simple, but what would happen afterward?

At most, it would only earn him a sum of points.

Moreover, based on his long experience with the System, the points provided by higher-level alien species do not span as widely as imagined.

Just like the past cases with the Emperor Vine and Fallen Angel.

Though their actual strength was very formidable, the points they could provide were merely in the hundreds.

In comparison, nowadays Zhang Xiaoman relies on the Awakener teams from the Star Alliance to grind monsters for points, far exceeding those numbers and easier to earn.

So, with his current experience, the way to gain System Points mainly revolves around quantity.

Of course, due to a lack of sufficient experimental proof, Zhang Xiaoman cannot assert this speculation's accuracy, but for now, this seems to be the case.

Thus, this is also why he didn't immediately eliminate Orestox.

Holding onto this trump card might be handy one day.

Thinking this, Zhang Xiaoman cast a profound gaze at the Crimson Day before initiating Unlimited Teleportation to leave this area.

At the same time, on Guleng Star below, many survivors noticed the change occurring in the sky.

It was twilight at that time.

Before the end came, everyone would finish a day of busy work and prepare to start an eagerly-awaited nightlife.

But now, with the advent of the Crimson Day, daytime no longer belonged to humans.

Back then, the crimson light was directly from the Sun, and exposure to it would directly mutate one into a fearsome Savardo.

Only at night, when the Crimson Light reflected off the Moon onto the earth, could its power be reduced, allowing people to venture out to find useful materials.

Now, night was descending on the Eastern Hemisphere of Guleng Star.

The sunshine was finally unable to directly illuminate this land, countless survivor expedition teams were preparing, waiting for the final ray to vanish so they could venture out to find food.

Guleng Star, Federation.

Central Continent.

Corridor Area, Building Number: 4762.

Nanu was a survivor struggling under the Crimson Apocalypse, he had been living in this hopeless environment for months.

Nanu had not joined any survivor camp because nearly everyone alive in the surrounding area was already dead.

The remaining ones each fought solo, with no intention to unite.

In this apocalypse, besides the horrific monsters, the most daunting thing was the human heart.

Thus, Nanu didn't care much about the survivor camps.

He had to fight every day for survival, and every night, he had to leave his safe little haven to search for food in areas infested with Savardo.

Initially, Nanu held onto hope for rescue.

But as time passed, he began to faintly realize the magnitude of the disaster he faced.

This wasn't localized, nor confined to one continent.

It spread across the entire Federation, even affecting the whole Prism Star System!

At that point, Nanu completely abandoned the possibility of rescue and began fighting desperately to survive.

Evading by day, foraging by night.

Such beast-like days are truly a torment for humans.

Nanu had seen a survivor in his nearby area eventually lose their sanity after enduring for a month and embrace the vile crimson light.

Nanu believed that if his eight-year-old daughter wasn't by his side, he likely would have ended up like that neighbor, alone in this vast and lonely apocalypse heading towards doom.

Their living area was on the top floor of the apartment building, very close to the Crimson Light.

But it was also because of this environment that he and his daughter managed to survive until now.

The top area of Number 4762 was originally a fish farming base, and Nanu once worked there.

After the apocalypse, without human interference, the fish in the ecosystem tanks began living good days, no longer fearing becoming delicacies on dining tables.

Nanu relied on those fish to sustain his and his daughter's survival to the present.

However, sadly enough, recently his life began to turn for the worse.

There were fewer and fewer fish in the external farms, and this ecological sphere wasn't capable of operating independently.

Without energy, the water's resources and nutrients began to deplete.

A large number of fish died, their bodies piled up unhandled, further leading to the ecosystem's collapse.

Plus, some unlucky fool accidentally attracted a large number of Savardo, restricting the areas Nanu could move around in the farm.

Every night, he had to risk his life to catch edible fresh fish in the monster-infested farm, each action was like dancing on the blade tip.

Now was the time for Nanu to go out looking for food.

The Sun had just set outside, he didn't have to worry about the time limit, as long as he returned quickly.

His daughter Charlott stood worriedly at the door watching her father.

Though young, she was already aware of the dangers of the outside world, and each time her dad went out she would pray at home.

"Charlott, don't worry, I've gone many times, it won't be dangerous, today, I'll catch your favorite chestnut fish!"

Nanu smiled warmly reassuring his daughter.

"Dad! You must be careful!"

Charlott hugged him tightly for a long while before releasing him.

"Dad, you go find food, I will keep watch by the window!"

The girl said as she trotted over the window ledge.

This was something she did every day.

Though it was of no use to Nanu, it helped ease her heart.

It was a little girl's way of trying her best to help her father.

Nanu helplessly shook his head, saying nothing more.

At night the Crimson Light was weak, as long as it wasn't directly exposed, there was no danger.

And he wasn't worried about his daughter having any mishaps.

As long as the little one stayed home, with their location, moonlight couldn't directly hit her.

Yet, just as he opened the door ready to leave, he suddenly heard Charlott exclaim.

"Dad! Look up! I see someone writing in the sky!"

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