PDLP Chapter 352 The Invasion of New Baltan
Chapter 352 The Invasion of New Baltan
night.
The campsite fell silent, with only the sound of the wind rustling through the tent fabric.
Musashi sat alone on the grass outside the tent, knees bent, chin resting on his knees, staring blankly at the dark mountain ridge in the distance.
Footsteps sounded behind me.
A few friends found him.
No one spoke; they simply sat silently beside him, shoulder to shoulder.
Soon after, his friends began to apologize to Musashi.
The friendship crisis caused by the previous distrust of Musashi has now vanished.
The children sat for a while, then gradually dispersed.
The little girl, Mari, was the first to leave, riding her bicycle home along the path.
Suddenly, a small Baltan alien appeared in the middle of the road.
Under the little girl's terrified gaze, Little Baltan possessed her body.
She even loudly said goodbye to her companions behind her.
Therefore, no one noticed the girl's change.
Musashi doesn't have it either.
The scene then shifts to a toy hospital.
This is a small toy repair shop run by Musashi's father, which is also a temporary site borrowed by the scientific research team.
The long table was covered with various instruments and printed data sheets. The dean, wearing reading glasses, was rapidly pressing keys on a calculator.
"I've figured out this frequency."
The dean looked up, the light from the screen reflecting off his glasses.
He pointed to the densely packed numbers on the paper and began to explain.
The frequency information extracted from pyroxene is actually a form of encoding. And the key to deciphering this encoding is mathematics.
Just as the old dean explained:
Mathematics may be the only way for us to communicate with them.
Because physical laws can change with changes in space, the constant of gravity, the speed of light, and even the flow of time may differ in different cosmic environments.
But mathematics doesn't.
Mathematics is not a law of physics; it is a logical law, a pure relation that precedes the existence of all matter.
No matter which galaxy you come from, what matter you are made of, or what form you exist in, one plus one will always equal two.
Pi is an infinite, non-repeating decimal.
A prime number can only be divided by 1 and itself.
Mathematics does not depend on any particular civilization, nor on any particular life form.
It is a universal language.
The dean's finger traced across the paper, and he discovered a word that had been repeated many times in the frequency list.
It's not entirely words, but sounds, a kind of voiceprint pattern that repeats continuously at fixed intervals.
The word in the high-pitched part is: Baltan.
The word in the bass part is: Ultraman Cosmos.
From both the perspective of the general public and from a scientific standpoint, Gauss's real existence has finally been confirmed.
Musashi was not lying.
Wow, so in this world, the term "Ultraman" was coined by aliens?
Superman, Gauss Moss
【Cosmopolitan Superman】
[Official Baltan Certification]
The scene cuts to the defense force's office.
The staff officer sat behind his desk, with the analysis report of the pyroxene in front of him.
The report, filled with dense data, concluded with a line of red text: "The composition of this substance does not match any known minerals on Earth, and it is highly likely to have originated from outer space."
The staff officer was on the phone with his superiors.
"In other words, what the child said is very likely true," the senior official said.
The staff officer remained silent for two seconds.
His voice was as calm as if he were reading a weather forecast: "Regardless of whether the opponent is one of us or not, our mission is to wipe them out completely."
The camera slowly zoomed in on his face; his eyes were completely unmoved, as if those words were nothing more than the most natural thing on Earth.
Regardless of whether the opponent is of the same kind, this ideology is essentially a manifestation of extreme nationalism.
Treating all "outsiders" on a planet as objects that must be eliminated, regardless of whether they intend to attack or are acting in self-defense...
The staff officer closed the document, got up, and walked out.
Suddenly, the girl named Truth teleported into the office.
Baltan's X-ray vision spotted the brilliance stone in the staff officer's desk.
Then, he went over and opened the desk.
The entire process was completely silent.
[No? A real hawk!]
Humanity still comes first!
What's up with this girl? Is she also trying to steal the luminosilicate?
So, does this pyroxene stone really contain Gauss? Or is it just a manifestation of power?
[Yeah, Gauss felt like he'd gone underwater.]
Meanwhile, the staff officer arrived at the scientific investigation team's room.
Now something even more urgent has arisen!
The screen lights up.
That was a planet.
But what's outrageous is that this planet is visible to the naked eye from Earth!
A planet about the size of the moon is currently in near-Earth orbit!
It looks a lot like Earth, but you can see large charred scars from space!
It looked like a piece had been ripped out from the outside by some enormous force, or like it had been bitten.
The legendary "heavenly dog eating the moon" probably describes a planet like this.
Meanwhile, the group deciphered the communication sent by Baltan to Earth.
In the communication, the Baltans explained why they had come here.
They came by invitation!
"An invitation? What invitation?"
At this point, someone began to explain that, in order to search for extraterrestrial civilizations, humanity had sent many signals outwards.
Because for decades, countries around the world have been sending all sorts of signals into the depths of space—radio waves, radar, and even metal plates engraved with human coordinates and body data.
Those signals, carrying Earth's location, its civilization, and its aspirations, drifted through the universe like messages in bottles for decades.
The Baltan aliens simply found the message in the bottle and followed the address to their destination.
On the other side, the Baltan aliens continued to recount their situation.
Baltan has been destroyed, not by war, not by natural disaster, but by the loss of control of its own civilization.
And Earth is heading down the same path.
The video continues to play.
They also told humanity that over the past 50 years, they had received television signals from Earth, which gave Baltan a full understanding of the planet.
We possess technology far more advanced than Earth's. We see Earth hurtling headlong towards the destruction of Baltan—environmental pollution, resource depletion, and endless conflicts between nations.
Therefore, we plan to migrate to Earth.
It's not about plundering, it's not about conquering. It's about using the lessons we've learned from destruction to save this planet that is still full of green plants and clean water.
Just as the video was playing, suddenly, even worse news arrived.
"Baltan's information was transmitted via satellite to electronic devices around the world!"
"What?!"
At the same time, the sky darkened.
It wasn't the darkness of nightfall, but a darkness caused by sunlight being blocked by a huge object.
People looked up and saw a massive, breathtaking object slowly descending from the clouds.
It resembles a small asteroid, its surface covered with a honeycomb-like structure, and its edges gleam with a metallic sheen.
The huge defect looks like an apple that has been bitten.
This is Noah's Ark, which was separated from Baltan.
Immediately afterwards, images of the planet's destruction appeared simultaneously on screens in countless homes, along with the faces and voices of the Baltans.
The whole world knows...
Aliens want to move to Earth and share the same land and breathe the same air as us.
[Good heavens, it really is exactly the same as the original Baltan! Hundreds of millions of aliens!]
[District 9, right?]
This is colonization!
[Wait, right? The first generation would have just gone straight for it in this situation! What about the so-called gentle Gauss? Should we really send Baltan?]
Most people, of course, would not agree.
The reason is too simple.
Let alone that era, even now, people around the world still fight each other over various issues such as religion, race, and ideology.
If even humans of the same species cannot accept each other like family, how can they possibly coexist peacefully with aliens of a completely different species?
Humans can't even tolerate other humans.
In the video, people have begun to gather on the street, their expressions showing fear, anger, and an instinctive rejection of "no matter what, just refuse first."
On the radar screens of the defense forces, the outline of Noah's Ark became increasingly clear.
The staff officer looked at the screen, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
He decided to send his defense forces to attack this "Noah's Ark"!
Countless fighter jets headed towards space.
At the same time, missiles were launched from the ground and the air like a storm, streaking towards the behemoth with long trails of white smoke.
The flames from the explosion spread across the surface of Noah's Ark, with thick smoke and debris flying everywhere.
Then, all fell silent.
After all, this is a planet!
The defenders' missiles had no effect whatsoever.
The main body of Noah's Ark is intact.
Next second
The Baltans have arrived!
With just one sweep of light from the open pincers, the defense force's space fighters were wiped out once again!
Baltan then immediately traveled from Noah's Ark to Earth!
It was no longer the shadow that had merely floated in the sky, but the real, complete, and enormous Baltan alien body.
Its pincers slowly opened, and its compound eyes reflected the burning city and the terrified crowd.
A scientific investigation team was dispatched immediately.
Amid the chaos, the dean proposed a new battle plan.
It wasn't missiles, it wasn't lasers, it was music.
Specifically, it's a lullaby.
And it's about getting the whole city to sing together!
This better reflects humanity's yearning for peace.
Similar to mathematics in the previous storyline, music is often considered a powerful tool for interstellar communication.
Mathematics is the language of logic, while music is the language of emotion.
In many war films, soldiers on both sides often temporarily lay down their weapons and stop killing because of a song.
The most famous of them is probably "Lili Marleen" from World War II.
Countless nights, enemy soldiers across the trenches listened to the same song and thought of the same lover far away.
Since the Baltans possess a highly advanced civilization, they must understand the meaning of music.
So, huge loudspeakers were set up, and a gentle lullaby filled the city.
[It's become a musical?]
[Hmm, it feels like a fairy tale]
[So easily stopped Baltan's attack?]
The scene cuts to the camp.
Musashi and Mari stood together, gazing at the enormous Baltan alien in the distance.
Truth suddenly asked:
"Musashi, you summoned Cosmos... do you want Cosmos to fight the Baltan aliens?"
Musashi paused for a moment, then shook his head vigorously.
"no."
His voice was soft, but firm: "I just want to know... why are we fighting? There must be a better way."
Truth... that is, the little Baltan alien possessing Truth, fell silent.
a long time.
The lullaby played on repeat over and over again in the city.
The Baltan aliens gradually slowed down their movements.
The enormous pincers stopped waving, and the red light in the compound eyes gradually dimmed.
Its body swayed slightly, like a sleepy child finally succumbing to the onslaught of sleepiness.
It fell asleep.
But at that very moment, the remaining aircraft of the defending forces launched an attack.
The camera pans to the staff officer.
A tilted shot throws the whole scene off balance, and a bottom light shining up from below casts an unpredictable shadow on the staff officer's face. The shadow on his brow bone is deeply pressed into his eye sockets, giving him an aura of danger and unease.
"While it's asleep..."
The staff officer's voice was deep: "Fire."
The missile was launched again and struck the Baltan alien.
The music stopped.
The Baltan aliens awoke from their slumber, and the light in their compound eyes shone once more!
Its body suddenly swelled up, and then a grayish-white outer shell cracked and peeled off from head to toe, like a snake shedding its skin.
The new outer shell is revealed beneath the old one, with a darker color and a cooler sheen.
molt.
Beyond its biological significance, this carries a deeper symbolic meaning!
This is a complete change in attitude.
The Baltans have no intention of negotiating with Earthlings.
It wants to conquer the earth in its own way.
The scene cuts back to the camp.
The little Baltan alien, through the body of Truth, sensed the anger of its giant kin in the distance and anxiously wanted to rush to the scene.
But along the way, the small robot that had been used to detect alien signals started to work harder.
From the robot Cleragon, Musashi finally learned one thing: Truth had been possessed.
But soon, Little Baltan broke free from Truth's body.
As someone who was involved in the entire incident, Truth also explained Baltan's predicament to Musashi.
He also learned something else.
The little Baltan alien once tried to awaken Gauss on its own, but it couldn't. To it, the pyroxene was just a cold stone; it had neither the right nor the power to do so.
The little Baltan alien turned around to face Musashi.
It harbors no hostility now; it only hopes this pointless war will end as soon as possible!
Truth reached out and handed the Radiant Stone back to Musashi.
"Why should I return it?"
"Because you said you were willing to coexist peacefully with aliens, and you didn't awaken Ultraman to fight Baltan!"
The truth is exactly what Musashi had said in class and when he was with his friends.
"The children of Baltan never wanted to invade Earth."
At this moment, Baltan emitted a buzzing sound, and Truth, acting as a translator, conveyed its words:
"Ultraman's power has now been restored."
"Please,"
"Awaken Gauss. Stop the adults from fighting."
Musashi gripped the Shining Stone tightly and quickly ran to the front of the battlefield.
He held it up to his eyes, closed them, and let all the chaotic thoughts in his mind quiet down.
"A true hero!"
Light poured out from between his fingers.
It transformed into a rainbow-colored lotus flower.
The lotus suddenly bloomed, and a giant hand emerged from the radiance!
Golden light, warm light, like the first rays of dawn breaking on the horizon before sunrise.
Ultraman Cosmos appeared under this sky.
It did not appear because of the existence of the Baltan aliens.
This time, however, it's because the Baltans are no longer defending themselves; they have launched a genuine invasion.
The balance of order has been broken, and Cosmos, the entity that represents an ordered universe, finally has a reason to appear.
Gauss's appearance finally convinced all those who had doubted Musashi.
That child has never lied.