380: Where are you?

Where are you?

Day #5302

Bali Island, Star Base.

A woman was walking alongside her 7-year old daughter on the white sandy beach, leaving footsteps that were quickly washed away by the roaring waves of the beautiful blue seas.. 

They were standing in one of the most beautiful paradises the world could offer.

"Mommy… look at this shell, it's beautiful!"

"Yes, Tiarra, yes, you can take that one home as well." The woman smiled and patted the little girl's head

"Yay! Then, I'm going to get some more!"

While the little kid was busy digging through the sands for more seashells, the woman stood tall and straight, her serious gaze watching the beautiful morning sunrise. The horizon right above the sea has been stained in a beautiful golden-red from the light of the sun, while the cool breeze of the wind ruffled her hair and tickled her skin. Every so often, the sound of the waves and the rustling of the trees filled her ears, just like nature's very own music.

In the old days, this sight was a rare treat, a serenity that could only be found when luck favors you. However, for her, what pleased her more was the fact that there were more than a dozen other people also playing on the beaches.

A few came with their family, filling the air with the sound of the happy laughter of children and their parents. Some cane with their significant other, holding hands while watching the simple beauty of the rising sun, and others were alone, playing with the sand with their feet.

It was amazing. Now, Bali has become the safe haven for people, free from the looming threat of the apocalypse. At first, it was hard to believe that everything here was possible thanks to the efforts of one man.

Thinking about the man mad her feel anxious.

"Alex... Tiffany… where are you?"

Before she could delve too deep into cherished memories, the voice of footsteps distracted her. She turned her head and saw Erick, the family assigned protector, walking closer to her.

"Sister Devita, I came here to remind you that the meeting will start in an hour." He said politely.

The woman was no one else but Devita, wife of the famed hero Alex, and the current leader of Bali's survivor base.

"Ah, yes, Erick. I lost track of time. Let's go now."

When she heard her mother's response, Tiarra pouted, but she decided to listen to her mother anyway, and the three of them immediately rode a car back to the base.

Along the way, once again, Devita was greeted by the sight of people relaxing outside, most of them unarmed. Each of them could be seen in their own world, all busy having casual conversations. It was like everything had been restored to as it was before Doomsday happened.

When she arrived at the base, Cahya, the right hand in charge of the base, came to welcome and escort her to the Doomsday Pillar standing right next to it.

When the designated time arrived, Devita walked forward and used the stone panel right in front of her. It shone with blueish-white light, and information came into her mind.

[You have been invited to enter the pillar's network room by Pillar #321. Location: New Java]

[Accept?]

"Yes!"

Soon after the words left her mouth, they arrived at a dark room illuminated by a strange, whiteish grid, a mark that it was a virtual space. There,  a few other people stood in an orderly circle waiting for her. Most of them looked strong, but two of them in particular stood at the front, an old man and a middle-aged man.

"Welcome, Mrs. Devita."

Devita nodded and gave them a cordial smile, before returning the greeting to the two of them.

"Greetings Mr. President, Greetings Mr. Regent"

The one waiting for her was General Rico, now currently the elected President, while General Suryo was the west Regent. Next to them, Captain Donny stood. He was the one in charge of the pillar in Sulawesi.

They all came to the meeting to share their report. Other than their bases' respective development, they came to talk about the tribulations force.

They also talked about how they could manage to secure the country before and after the tribulations.

Three divisions, led by Jerry and Karra, cleaned more than 30 abyss holes with the aid of 240.000 troops in the last 60 days. Right now, there are only a dozen more left.

As of now, both Java and Sumatran islands have all been freed from the threats of the abyss creatures, and their main focus was rebuilding the destroyed cities.

Once all the reports had been shared, one of the people standing next to the Regent stepped up. She was a beautiful, short-haired girl radiating a warm charisma. As she opened her mouth to say something, Devita looked and interrupted her.

"Aria, I know about what you are going to ask. For that, we shall listen together. I have asked Minister Jurgen from Israel to join us."

When Devita finished speaking, one figure stood up from the crowd. It was Jurgen. He explained that they have sent hundreds of people to do a rescue sweep around the suspected sites in Saudi Arabia, Kuwait, and iran. Unfortunately, between the tribulation going on and the constant dust storm from the desert, finding Alex and his daughter might as well be harder than finding a needle in a stack of hay.

When she heard this, the girl standing next to the Regent spoke up. It was clear that she was worried.

"Minister, if you need more men, I, alongside hundreds of Death Squad soldiers, are ready to help!"

Seeing her flustered reaction, the regent quickly told his granddaughter to stop.

"Miss Aria, please understand. I too, am looking for my friend Ardeth along with them. I assure you, we are doing everything we can."

Aria almost retorted, but she decided to hold her tongue. It was clear that she was not assured in the slightest, and she has other ideas weighing her mind.

As everything unfolded, Devita stared at them with a calm, almost frozen expression. Of course, hearing that there was no news about her husband and daughter made her anxious, but she has to remain calm.

"Thank you, Minister, I guess we are just in time for the monthly world conference."

After she gave the announcement, the group all saw a different invitation flashing before their eyes.

[You have been invited to enter the Pillar Network room by Pillar #321. Location: American continent.]

[Accept?]

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