——-Jessie Liu "Is there still hope for Earth? The Galactic Alliance will dispatch the Kz Warrior Task Force to assist Earth. What we need is the transformation of Earth and humanity. Who can take on this monumental responsibility?" The words of the Captain of the Galactic Kz Warrior Task Force echoed in Lewoo's mind.
Lewoo activated the Temporal Mirror and saw humans being tormented by Dark Malignant Energy on Earth. He also witnessed the mountains, rivers, and air of Earth severely polluted, with everything on the brink of collapse…
He instantly felt his heart bleeding. In an instant, the Magic Moonlight was activated, and using Martian Energy, he wrote fervently to complete the "Earth Plan A." By the time the plan was finished, it was already dawn. Without even having time to yawn, Lewoo grabbed the "Earth Plan A" and hurried towards the Water Cloud Palace.
"Thousands of Seven-Colored Electric Light Butterflies fluttered through the sky, accompanied by a refreshing minty breeze, and the golden sunlight warmed every corner of Mars. It seems all Martians are in a good mood today!" Sharmel happily listened as her father, God K, described the Martian weather. At that moment, a dazzling Gardenia Magic Nebula, sparkling like diamonds, rushed toward the Water Cloud Palace, the headquarters of the Martian Government. When Lewoo was still 50 meters away from the palace gates, the Water Cloud System processed data from the Appearance Archive, Voice Archive, and Aroma Archive at a speed of 1/36 billionth of a second to verify the visitor’s identity. "Welcome, Lewoo!" The gate opened immediately. "Thank you!" Lewoo slowly stepped into the hall as silvery-white Temporal Sparkles gently drifted through the air, leaving a faint gardenia fragrance. Upon entering the reception room, his favorite Water Cloud Chair and the milk-flavored Ki-Lo Ga had already appeared. "Please have a seat, my old friend. I’m so glad to see you! How have you been?" God K said. "Not bad!" "Hmm, you seem to be in a rather unusual mood today!" "Do I?" Lewoo replied with a mysterious smile. God K asked curiously, "Have you made any new discoveries?" "Yes, God K. We’ve been observing the galaxy for 32 years. Based on the feedback from the UFOs we dispatched, many planets have entered a period of peace; however, the most perilous one right now is Earth…" "What do you mean?" "I think we need to gain a deeper understanding of Earth, and if everything goes smoothly, we will initiate Earth Plan A!" Lewoo said as he handed over the "Earth Plan A." "I disagree!" A powerful voice shattered a floating Water Cloud Bubble in the air. "Oh, Kozmo, your voice is always so loud. Could you be a bit more eco-friendly, please?" Lewoo frowned. "No problem, Chief of Agents. However, whether now or in the future, I will never agree with your plan." "Why?" "Because based on long-term observation, Earthlings are extremely dangerous, and there is absolutely no possibility of communicating with them," Kozmo said, flailing his arms like a laser gun that never runs out of bullets, firing his angry "shots" at Lewoo. "Kozmo, have you ever been to Earth?" "No!" "Have you ever interacted with Earthlings?" "No, but…" "Kozmo, I understand your concerns," Lewoo replied calmly, then added, "So let's use the fairest method to decide!" "What method?" Lewoo stepped up to God K. "Sir, I believe the fairest method is to send our agents to Earth for an investigation. Based on the results of their mission, we can then decide whether Earth Plan A is feasible. As for how to dispatch the agents for this on-site investigation, I’ve already outlined the details in a Water Cloud Bubble." "Hmm, let me think about it," God K said softly. Lewoo watched God K nervously as a bead of sweat darted back and forth on his forehead… Time ticked away, its rhythm like a drowsy lullaby… God K said, "Lewoo, I agree to dispatch the Special Forces, but whether Earth Plan A will ultimately be implemented depends on the data you provide in the future." God K smiled confidently at Lewoo. "Thank you, God K." With a soft "ding," the bead of sweat joyfully leaped into the air, bursting into a small ray of sunlight before vanishing. "God K!!!" Kozmo exclaimed in disappointment, his head immediately engulfed in grayish-white mist. "Guards, take Kozmo to the Emotion Clearing Room!" "Yes, Sir!" Immediately, two guards grabbed Kozmo and briskly escorted him to the Emotion Clearing Room. "Fine, send your agents to prove the feasibility of 'Earth Plan A,' but let me tell you, Lewoo, I have plenty of reasons to oppose your plan!! Hahaha..." Kozmo's sinister laughter echoed down the corridor. "He's finally gone," Lewoo sighed deeply with relief. On a misty morning warmed by gentle sunlight, Lewoo arrived at the Agent Division. His slightly serious face masked a hint of excitement and joy. "Good news, everyone!" Lewoo raised his hand high. At those words, the 102 agents seated below began murmuring, with bursts of excitement spreading through the crowd. Jessie leaped into the air, performing the Martian Glubbumcha Dance—three steps left, three steps right, forward, backward—dancing joyfully, as her memories associated such moments with major celebrations. "Galulala, galulala, doesn’t anyone want to know what the good news is?" she called out. The crowd immediately fell silent. Lewoo smiled and continued, "The long-awaited and thrilling 'Earth Exploration Mission' is about to begin!" No sooner had the words left his mouth than the agents, like a swarm of bees from a disturbed hive, began buzzing chaotically through the air. Upon hearing this, Jessie froze mid-air. With a loud "Wow," a cascade of "waterfall" suddenly poured down from above. "Hahaha, look! Jessie's drooling!" Sharmel said, laughing uncontrollably. "Don't flood the place. Here's a drain for you." Evan drew a sky-blue circle in the air, and Jessie's "surging waterfall" of drool promptly flowed into it. "Is it really that exciting?" Hatton remarked with a look of disdain. "Galulala, galulala, but there are only three spots," Lewoo said. "What?" Evan blinked in surprise. "What?" Sharmel pouted. "What?" Hatton gave Lewoo a sidelong glance. Everyone seemed frozen in time, motionless, staring at Lewoo. Ten seconds passed. Jessie, as if waking from a dream, snapped out of it and indignantly said to Lewoo, "Why are there only three spots? Didn’t you say there were six last time?" "The situation has changed. Is there anyone who doesn’t want to go?" Lewoo’s eyes widened tenfold as he scanned everyone. The crowd fell silent. "If there are only three spots, then I won’t go," Roman said, raising his hand. "Anyone else?" "I’ve heard Earth is a terrifying place. I don’t want to go," Adora said. "What exactly are we going to do on Earth?" Hermione asked. "You’ll only find out once you get there," Lewoo replied. "That’s too risky. I’m out," Hermione said. "Alright, the remaining of you, follow me!" Lewoo said as he pulled aside a purple curtain and stepped through, with the agents trailing closely behind. In an instant, the agents were enveloped in complete darkness, with a peculiar fragrance wafting through the air. "Why is it so dark in here?" Irene asked, her voice tinged with unease. "Yeah, and… wait, what’s that sound?" Nadeem whispered. A strange melody filled the space, both unfamiliar and oddly nostalgic. "Maybe it’s Earth’s rock music!" someone guessed. "Earth’s rock music?" several voices exclaimed simultaneously in astonishment. Lewoo's voice emerged from the darkness: "Galulala, let’s form three circles and release the light." "Yes, Commander!" the agents responded in unison. Immediately, three glowing rings—red, yellow, and blue, from smallest to largest—illuminated the surroundings. It was then that the agents realized they were standing in an enormous, seemingly infinite space. Lewoo spoke slowly, "Participating in the 'Earth Exploration Mission' requires memory as a fundamental skill. However, Earth's memory system is vastly different from ours on Mars. On Mars, we encode information directly into neurons, but on Earth, they rely on repetition and association to reinforce memory. Have you all memorized the materials using Earth's method?" The agents exchanged glances. Some, full of confidence, said, "Memorized it, Commander!" But most displayed puzzled expressions. Lewoo's lips curved into a slight smile. "Very well, then let's begin the first challenge: the Memory Test! This will assess your knowledge of Earth's language, culture, and history, as well as your ability to adapt quickly in an unfamiliar environment." "Yes, Commander!" the agents replied in unison, though their voices now carried a hint of tension. Each agent stepped into the seemingly infinite black void nearby and pulled aside an invisible curtain, only to find themselves standing before a giant pink trumpet flower about five meters tall. Strange symbols flickered on the flower’s petals, constantly shifting as if alive. Suddenly, the trumpet flower began to speak, its voice emanating from all directions, making it impossible to pinpoint its exact location: "What's your name?" This time, it was a deep male voice with a heavy accent. "My name is Vicky," another agent responded, her voice trembling slightly. "Too simple," the trumpet flower suddenly shifted its tone. " Now answer in Klingon: nuqneH, 'Iv dotlh mu' cha'?" The agents were startled to realize that they could understand the alien language, but responding in the same language proved to be incredibly difficult. "nuqneH, jIH…" someone struggled to begin but couldn't continue. The trumpet flower continued its questioning, with the language shifting across different dimensions: from Galactic Common Tongue to Zeta System Universal Language, and even to the long-extinct Klein Civilization Code. The questions deepened, progressing from basic identity recognition to topics such as the evolution of the universe, interstellar cultural integration, and antimatter technology. "Describe the major energy clusters of the galaxy in the poetic format of Omega Star." "Write the spatial jump equation using ancient Centaurian runes." "Recite the preamble of the 'Interstellar Peace Treaty' using quantum pulse encoding." The neural tendrils of the agents' bio-receptors began to tremble uneasily as they realized their prized quantum memory chips were nearly ineffective here. They had to quickly adjust to the Third Galaxy's thought frequency, transforming the vast streams of information into neural data flows that could be accessed in real-time. As time went on, more and more agents were eliminated. Some failed to answer the questions, while others gave incorrect responses. Each failure was accompanied by a loud boom, and the agents were expelled from the testing space by a powerful gust of air. In the end, less than half of the agents successfully passed this round of testing. Lewoo's voice echoed once more: "Congratulations to the agents who passed the first round of testing. You have now gained a preliminary understanding of Earth's style of memory and thinking. Remember, on Earth, knowledge is not just data stored in the brain—it is a tool that must be applied flexibly. Next, welcome to the second challenge: the Test of Dynamic Adaptability. Here, you will face unknown and constantly changing challenges. Remember, adaptability is the key to survival, and collaboration is the guarantee of success." As soon as the words fell, the agents found themselves transported to a massive, ever-changing holographic simulation space. The surroundings began to shift rapidly, with no warning or indication. Suddenly, the agents were immersed in a dense tropical rainforest. Towering tree canopies loomed overhead, vines twisted around trunks, and the humid air was thick with the rich scent of vegetation. "Lewoo's voice echoed once more: "Your first task is to cross this rainforest without disrupting the ecological balance. Remember, every creature here has its own unique way of surviving." The agents reacted quickly. Sharmel immediately transformed into a giant carnivorous plant, capable of moving freely while attracting and "digesting" potential threats. Hatton, on the other hand, chose to transform into a swarm of butterflies, gracefully maneuvering through the air. The other agents swiftly transformed into various rainforest creatures. Some became agile monkeys, while others morphed into vibrant poison dart frogs. However, a few agents transformed into animals that didn’t belong to this ecosystem, immediately triggering an "ecological alert" and forcing them to change forms. Suddenly, the sky over the rainforest was shrouded in thick, heavy clouds, and a "downpour" cascaded like a breached heavenly river. Rain droplets pierced through the dense canopy, crashing onto giant ferns and palm leaves with deafening crackles. In an instant, the forest trails turned into rushing streams, filled with humus and mud, exuding a rich, earthy aroma. Agent Maya thought fast: "This rain is far stronger than expected. We must adapt, or we’ll lose our way in this jungle." She closed her eyes, focusing her energy to connect with the vibrant life force around her. Moments later, her body began to transform, eventually taking the shape of a giant Victoria water lily. Floating on the rapidly forming waters, she efficiently absorbed and stored the surrounding rainwater. Meanwhile, Agent Leo chose a different approach. "It seems my electric eel form will come in handy," he thought. His skin began to take on a dark sheen, and his body gradually elongated. In the blink of an eye, an electric eel appeared in the rushing waters, gliding effortlessly while emitting electric currents to sense the surrounding environment. Agent Isabella chose a more peculiar approach. Her body transformed into a giant carnivorous plant, using the rainwater to attract and trap small insects. "This way, I can replenish my energy while carrying out the mission," she thought, silently grateful for the practicality of her abilities. Another agent, codenamed "Butterfly" Carlos, transformed into a giant Blue Morpho butterfly. "I'll scout the area for you," he said through the team communicator. He then spread his wings and navigated through the rain, using the butterfly's keen senses to detect potential threats and opportunities. Agent Captain Colin remained in human form, but her skin hardened to resemble resilient tree bark. "Stay alert, team. This rainforest is full of unknowns," she warned through her waterproof communicator. "We must be vigilant against the unique dangers of the rainforest and any potential enemy agents lurking nearby. Stay focused on the mission, but prioritize safety." The rain intensified, shrouding the entire rainforest in a dense mist. The air was thick with the mingling scents of rain, earth, and vegetation, occasionally accompanied by the distant cries of startled monkey troops. As the rain gradually subsided, the agents realized they had entered the third challenge. In this stage, they were transported to the core of a virtual universe, where the surrounding space twisted and warped continuously. Time flowed like a meandering river, sometimes rushing forward, sometimes reversing to its source. Each agent's senses were pushed to their limits, as time and space seemed to lose all order, and their bodies and consciousness were relentlessly stretched and pulled in the chaos. The mission required them to coalesce with alien intelligent beings, creatures of immense intellect deeply connected to the fundamental laws of the virtual universe. By merging with these beings, the agents could gain the ability to manipulate universal laws and repair the fractures within the virtual universe. However, symbiosis was no simple task. Each agent had to share consciousness, emotions, and even physical control with the alien entities. During this process, the innermost depths of the agents' minds were laid bare, and any resistance or disharmony could result in a failed symbiosis. Carlos was the first to sense something amiss. His alien symbiont was a massive bat-like creature whose mental waves clashed violently with his own consciousness, like two utterly incompatible energies tearing at each other. He attempted to dominate the alien's consciousness, trying to subdue it with his willpower, only to discover that it was futile. "Listen to me!" Carlos shouted angrily at the creature's consciousness, but all he received in return was fierce resistance. The bat-like creature's emotions surged wildly, and suddenly, the two consciousnesses clashed violently. Carlos felt as if his head was about to split apart. Leo watched anxiously from the side, his eyes fixed on the seemingly gentle and translucent creature beside him. It was an alien being resembling a jellyfish, floating in the void and emitting a faint glow. Its tendrils appeared capable of sensing every ripple of energy within the virtual universe. Initially, Leo had thought the creature’s hypersensitive nature would help him control the flow of time and space in the virtual universe. However, things were far more complicated than he had imagined. The jellyfish-like creature's consciousness was extremely sensitive. Every time Leo attempted to use its abilities to comprehend the universe's time distortions, the creature emitted intense emotional waves. Its tendrils abruptly contracted, and its entire body glowed with an icy blue light, sending a sharp pain through Leo as if his entire nervous system had been frozen in an instant. His thoughts were disrupted by the surge of emotion, and every mental effort felt like crashing into an invisible wall. "Damn it! This thing won't listen to me at all!" Leo gritted his teeth, feeling an overwhelming resistance in his mind. Clenching his fists tightly, he tried to suppress the jellyfish-like creature's emotional waves with his willpower, attempting to forcibly control the hypersensitive symbiont to detect the time fractures in the virtual universe. But this only made things worse. The jellyfish-like creature, sensing the pressure, flailed its tendrils wildly, its emotions growing even more intense. The blue glow suddenly flared brighter, like a silent act of defiance. Leo's consciousness was struck by another wave of icy force, completely scattering his thoughts. He found himself unable to focus or uncover any clues. "Calm down! Stop forcing it like that!" Maya's voice came from the side. She had noticed Leo's struggle, though her own situation was far from ideal. She also couldn’t find the balance needed for symbiosis with her creature, but she knew that attempting to suppress it like Leo would only result in greater backlash. Leo panted heavily, cold sweat dripping from his forehead as he desperately tried to regain control over his consciousness. The jellyfish-like creature's tendrils continued to thrash wildly within his mind, disrupting all his reasoning and judgment.Every time he tried to analyze the flow of time in the virtual universe, the jellyfish's resistance became more intense, as if it did not trust Leo and was unwilling to cooperate with him. "This is a nightmare!" Leo growled, frustration surging through him. Every mental attempt ended in failure, and each time he tried to calm himself, the jellyfish-like creature responded with even stronger resistance. "It's rejecting you, Leo!" Colin's voice came from a distance, steady and composed. "You need to adapt to its emotions, not control them. The more you try to suppress it, the less likely you are to achieve symbiosis." Leo knew Colin was right, but he couldn't help feeling unwilling to yield. He wanted to dominate, to control the symbiont's abilities to complete the mission. However, the more he tried to assert control, the stronger the jellyfish-like creature's resistance became. Finally, an overwhelming wave of cold flooded his consciousness, freezing all his thoughts entirely. In that moment, Leo understood—he was unfit for this symbiosis. His consciousness was engulfed by the icy force, and he was promptly ejected from the virtual universe by an unseen power. The test had failed, and his assessment came to an end. In the core of the virtual universe, the space twisted violently like molten glass, radiating an intense energy that felt as if it could ignite at any moment. The surrounding light flickered with unstable shades of blue and violet—sometimes so dazzling it hurt the eyes, and other times so dim it seemed to plunge into an abyss. A deep humming sound echoed in the air, resembling distant thunder rolling, interspersed with the sharp tearing noise of temporal rifts. The temperature suddenly spiked, and the surrounding air became scorching and restless, as if time itself were fracturing. Every step felt like walking on scalding sand, with faint tremors rippling through the body. At the edges of the rifts, the boundaries of space shimmered faintly, resembling shattered mirrors with distorted, warped light. Energy surged from the rifts, carrying an icy chill that starkly contrasted with the sweltering heat waves around it. Jessie relied on her sharp intuition, sensing the power of her alien symbiont, Lyelser. She was always the first to make decisions—decisive and swift. "The energy is concentrated on the right—move now!" Standing at the forefront of the team, she exuded confidence and fearlessness, firmly believing that her intuition was her greatest weapon. Hatton, on the other hand, appeared calm and composed. His symbiosis with Viska was seamless and untroubled, allowing him to avoid rushing into action as he analyzed the situation with reason. "Time is compressed here; precise restoration is required," he stated. Every step Hatton took was deliberate and carefully thought out. He valued strategy and logic, serving as the team's steady and calculated commander. Sharmel, in stark contrast to the others, made her decisions through meticulous perception. Her resonance with Maris allowed her to detect the subtle shifts in energy. "The rhythm of the energy is slowing—we must seize the perfect moment," she said. Gentle and sensitive, Sharmel focused on the delicate fluctuations in her surroundings, patiently waiting for the most opportune time to act. The three stood at the center of the distorted virtual universe, surrounded by energy fields that pulsed like ever-shifting waves of light, alternately expanding and contracting. After merging with Lyelser, Jessie sensed an extremely subtle fissure—a crack that seemed to be the very source of the universe's collapse. She gently raised her hand and pointed ahead. "That’s the fracture point. The energy is leaking here," she said. Hatton and Viska quickly detected the anomalies in the flow of time. A calm brilliance flashed in his eyes. "Time here isn’t flowing linearly; it’s being reversed by some powerful force. The two ends of the fissure exist simultaneously in the past and the future. We must repair the time chain," he stated with composed precision. Through her deep resonance with Maris, Sharmel sensed the hidden energy fluctuations within the universe's pulse. Closing her eyes, she focused on the faint ripples and softly said, "The energy nodes are around the fissure. If we synchronize our energy release, we can restore the balance of time and space distortions." Jessie gently touched the energy fissure, and Lyelser’s energy flowed from her fingertips, transforming into a soft stream of light that gradually enveloped the fissure. The fissure, as if guided by the energy, began to contract. Harnessing Viska’s power, Hatton adjusted the trajectory of time. He synchronized his consciousness with the pulse of time’s flow, utilizing Viska’s deep analysis of temporal dynamics to gradually reverse the backward flow of time back to its proper course. Within the fissure, time began to regain its stability. Sharmel, together with Maris, attuned herself to the pulsations of the universe's energy. As if pulling on hidden threads, she precisely directed her power into the energy nodes, aiding in the gradual restoration of the warped space to its original form. With their combined efforts, the fissure gradually healed, and the energy nodes stabilized. The light waves of the virtual universe began to steady, and the distortions in space and time slowly faded away. Finally, the fissure closed completely, and the universe returned to equilibrium. "We did it," Jessie said softly, her eyes shimmering with a glow of relief. Hatton slowly lowered his hand, taking a deep breath. "Space-time is stable now. The repair is complete." Sharmel nodded with a gentle smile, sensing the tranquility flowing through the universe. "The power of symbiosis made all of this possible." They stood at the core of the virtual universe, watching as the fissure was repaired. An invisible force flowed between them, originating from both the universe itself and their mutual resonance. As the glow of the virtual universe gradually dimmed, Jessie, Hatton, and Sharmel remained at the center, taking in the completion of their mission. As the light faded, the other agents gathered around them. Lewoo’s figure appeared before them, his expression solemn, and everyone held their breath, awaiting the verdict. Lewoo stood at the center of the assessment grounds, a backdrop of silvery light behind him. His gaze slowly swept across all the agents before settling on Jessie, Sharmel, and Hatton. His voice rang out once more, carrying a tone of solemnity: "In this agent selection process, all of you have demonstrated extraordinary courage and wisdom. Particularly in the first two challenges—the memory test and the dynamic adaptability assessment—many of you performed exceptionally well, with scores that were remarkably close." He paused, glancing around as all the agents held their breath, awaiting the final judgment. "However, in the third challenge—the mission to repair the virtual universe—Jessie, Sharmel, and Hatton were the only agents who successfully completed the task. Through perfect symbiosis with their alien companions, they not only identified the source of the universe's collapse but also repaired the temporal fissure, restoring balance to the virtual universe." He nodded slowly, his gaze filled with recognition and approval. "Therefore, Jessie, Sharmel, and Hatton, you are the ultimate victors of this agent selection process. You stand out as the finest of the Galactic Alliance's new generation of agents, earning the three final spots!" "Congratulations! Not only have you demonstrated exceptional skills, but you’ve also shown unparalleled teamwork," Lewoo said with a proud smile, his voice brimming with pride. Standing at the front, Maya began clapping and grinned, "You were amazing! Making it to the end was all thanks to your perseverance and wisdom!" Leo stepped forward as well, his face full of warmth despite his earlier failure in the assessment. "The collaboration between you three was absolutely incredible. The symbiotic connection you formed was the best example of what it means to work in harmony." Sharmel hugged Maya tightly, laughing with pure joy. "Thank you, Maya!" Jessie and Hatton exchanged high-fives with the other agents, and everyone was swept up in a celebratory mood. Although some hadn’t made it to the end, they all felt proud of every moment during the assessment. The atmosphere was filled with unity and inspiration, and every agent realized that their mission was not just about achieving a goal but about surpassing themselves through mutual support. Jessie, Sharmel, and Hatton exchanged smiles, their hearts filled with the joy of victory and the anticipation of challenges yet to come.