The forerunner entered the landing cabin and left the Ark in orbit. Under the guidance of that beam of information, it began to land.

  He wore a pair of video glasses from which he could see an image transmitted by information waves on one of the lenses.

  "Senior, you are about to arrive at the capital of Earth. Although its not the largest city on this planet, its definitely the most beautiful one and youll like it! However, your landing point should be a bit far from the city, we dont want to get hurt..." The girl who claimed to be the leader of Earth was still chattering away on the screen.

  The forerunner switched to another screen in the video glasses, showing the area directly below the landing cabin, now at an altitude of just over 10,000 meters. Below was a black wasteland.

  Later, the logic on the screen became even more chaotic. Perhaps it was because the constructor of the screen thousands of years ago had become emotionally despondent to an extreme degree, or perhaps the computer that emitted the screens image had aged over the long millennia. On the screen, the girl began to sing:

  Ah, revered messenger, you come from the Vast Era!

  Brilliant era of grandeur

  Great Macro Era

  Beautiful Hong Ji Yuan

  You are the dream that vanished in the fierce flames...

  The beautiful singer sang and jumped up, suddenly jumping tens of meters into the air from the platform, landing on the platform and then jumping again, incredibly flying over half of the square, landing on top of a tall building at the edge of the square; another jump, flying over the entire square, landing on the other side, looking like an enchanting little flea. She once grabbed a root in mid-air that was several meters long and had a strange shape, floating above the crowd, she elegantly twisted her slender body on it.

  The crowd below surged forward, everyone singing in unison: "Hong Ji Yuan, Hong Ji Yuan..." Each person jumped lightly and rose into the air, so that the entire crowd looked like a scattering of sand on a vibrating drumhead.

  The precursor really couldnt take it anymore, he turned off the sound and image together. He now knew that people before the great disaster envied these survivors who crossed time and space, so they did these perverted things to torture them. But after a while, when the trouble brought by the screen disappeared, when feeling the landing capsule touching the ground vibration, he had an illusion: maybe he really landed in a city that couldnt be seen clearly from high altitude? When he walked out of the landing capsule and stood on the endless black wasteland, the illusion disappeared, and disappointment made him icy all over.

  The pioneer carefully opened the visor of his spacesuit, and a blast of cold air hit him in the face. The air was very thin, but it could sustain human breathing. The temperature was around minus 40 degrees Celsius. The sky was a deep blue color, like the dawn or dusk before a great disaster, but now the sun was shining brightly overhead. The pioneer took off his gloves and didnt feel its warmth. Due to the thin air, the sunlight scattered weakly, and several bright stars could be seen in the sky. Underfoot was land that had just solidified about 2,000 years ago, with visible patterns of flowing lava everywhere. Although the surface had begun to weather, it was still very hard, and soil was rarely seen. This patterned land stretched towards the horizon, with some small hills in between. In another direction, a frozen sea could be seen flashing white light at the horizon.

  The precursor carefully observed the surroundings and saw the source of the information wave emission. There was a transparent hemisphere embedded in the ground rock, with a diameter of about one meter. Under the hemisphere, there seemed to be a very complex structure attached. He also noticed that on the distant ground, there were several such transparent hemispheres, spaced twenty or thirty meters apart, like large bubbles on the ground, reflecting sunlight.

  The pioneer opened the screen in his left lens again, and in the virtual world of the computer, that shameless little liar was still singing and twisting on that floating big tree branch in mid-air, occasionally sending flying kisses. All the people in the square below were cheering for him.

  ……

  Majestic Microcosm!

  Romantic micro-era!

  A melancholy micro-era!

  Fragile micro-era!

  ……

  The precursor stood numbly, in the deep blue sky, the bright sun and sparkling stars shone, the entire universe revolved around him - the last human.

  Loneliness buried him like an avalanche, he squatted down and covered his face, sobbing.

  The singing stopped abruptly, and everyone in the virtual screen looked at him with concern. The girl was riding on a big tree branch in mid-air, smiling sweetly.

  "Dont you have faith in humanity?"

  Something in the words made the precursors whole body shudder, he really felt something, and stood up. He suddenly noticed that the city in the left lens screen darkened, as if a shadow cloud had covered the sky in one second. He moved his feet, and the city immediately lit up. He walked closer to the transparent hemisphere, bent down to look inside, he couldnt see the dense fine structures inside, but saw on the left lens screen that the sky of the city was immediately occupied by a huge thing.

  Thats his face.

  "Weve spotted you! Can you see us? Go get a magnifying glass!" The girl shouted, and the square was in an uproar again.

  The precursor understood everything. He recalled those people who jumped off high-rise buildings, under the smiling environment, gravity would not cause harm, and similarly, at that scale, humans could easily jump up to hundreds of meters (hundreds of micrometers?) of high-rise buildings. Those large crystal balls were actually water, in which surface tension dominated at a tiny scale, and they were small water droplets, from which people picked out drinking water droplets that were undoubtedly even smaller. The strange things floating in the urban space, including the branches carrying girls, were just fine dust in the air.

  That city is not virtual, its as real as all the cities of humanity twenty-five thousand years ago, and its right there in this one-meter diameter hemispherical transparent glass dome.

  As long as humanity exists, civilization will exist.

  In a microcosm city, the maiden floating on tree branches - the highest governing official of the Earth Union Government, confidently extends her hand to the pioneers who almost fill the entire universe.

  "Seniors, welcome to Weijiyuan!"