Crossing the World
XXXVI - Earth (Karen)

When the sun rises from the eastern horizon, its light that bounces on the surface of the vast sea looks slightly golden. The violent waves that rolled up hit the concrete breaking waves before finally sweeping the beach as if trying to take all the sand that was lying in front of me.

It feels weird ...

The first time I came here, I was surprised and amazed by the beautiful sea view. But now that feeling is no longer there. I was bored with this view. Maybe because I'm used to it?

While I was still busy looking at the sunrise, the mechanical sound of a woman was heard from behind.

"According to the weather forecast, today there will be no rain. I have also checked it myself and the accuracy of the weather forecast reached ninety percent. Would you like to set up his meeting place now?"

I turned to the direction where the voice came from, looking at a humanoid robot that was slightly taller than me. The outer layer is covered by a thin carbon primorial fiber that serves to protect the series of gears that compose its motor movements. Both of his eyeballs were lit up in red, reminiscent of various science fiction movies about evil robots trying to exterminate humanity.

Fortunately, this robot is not one of the evil robots that come from such films. He was just an empty shell controlled by my assistant, Aura, an AI program I brought here from the Shelter.

"Yes, set it on the west coast. I'll be there now."

"Understand."

Now I'm on my island, an artificial land that AI created in the Shelter and just a week ago landed on earth.

The bottom of the island consists of several rooms containing various support devices for the Aura, including one legion of cyborgs - 6,000 units-and a wide variety of weapons prepared to prevent unwanted occurrences.

Any cyborg unit can even survive a nuclear explosion. So, one legion was more than enough to rule the world overnight. Of course that's not the goal of AI setting up so much combat power. He simply calculated the various possibilities and prepared preventive measures for the worst possibilities.

I was now stepping in the forest, walking alongside the three cyborgs I controlled - Renal, Dina, and Johan-and one cyborg controlled by Aura. Our destination is the west coast which will probably take about four hours if taken on foot. Surely I won't walk forever, I just want to see the forest section for the next few minutes before finally going there on a pusher jet.

From behind the tall trees and weeds, I saw a cow and some sheep that immediately ran away when I realized my presence. In addition, some part of the forest chicken also darted in front of me, leaving in panic right after looking at us.

Moving the island will actually only take about four hours. I mean, as well as being teleported, I had to lower it slowly so as not to cause a big wave. So, it is natural that it takes four hours just to lower it. Fortunately it was Aura who did that troublesome thing, not me.

Well, it's not this thing you want to do right now.

Moving the island only takes four hours. However, I had to fill this island with the animals I bought on earth. In the end the time to prepare the island swelled to five days. I had to rent a large farm and wait for the cows and sheep I bought to be sent there before I teleported to the island at night. If I were to send it without moving it first, the owner would definitely be suspicious.

The worst problem is crocodiles. They do sell baby crocodiles, but adult crocodiles are a bit hard to find. I had to personally look for them in the river --with the help of Aura of course-and bring them here one by one.

I also had to spread worms to all corners of the island and make sure they hid in the ground before I left. Otherwise, the roosters of the forest would have mercilessly finished them off.

In short, overall, moving and preparing the island took five days.

A voice suddenly rang out from behind the trees, immediately revealing itself as soon as I looked towards him. The figure standing there was an armor made of carbon primorial fiber, painted in an awkward and simple blue color. Yes, this is the AK-677-II unit, the exoskeleton armour unit I carried when I was third to earth. All this time I left it on the bottom of the sea and never used it. Since today I needed it, then my parallel consciousness activated it and immediately brought it here.

The exoskeleton armor started to rear me and it didn't take long until the back of it opened, revealing the space inside the empty armor. I got into it and started fusing with the AK-677-II.

My eyesight was sharpened and the oxygen supply was sent directly from the thin tubes scattered in various parts of the armor, making me able to survive even in an airless environment. If this is the case, no matter how bad the situation is, my chances of survival are very high.

What exactly am I going to do to the point of having to wear armor? Well, this is the day that the brunette will come to my island.

I chose this place because this is the only place I think is safest. Even if Palapa Inc is affiliated with the government and intends to hunt me down, they will not be able to destroy this island easily. A legion of cyborgs in this place is not just a mere display. Aura can use them at any time to protect the island and give time for me to send this island to wherever I want. Even if all the earth's military forces are united, we can still defend this island and strike back.

I knew it was impossible for something like that to happen. However, wouldn't it matter if I prepared prevention for something at its worst?

If I had a meeting somewhere else and the worst-case scenario happened, Aura would not be able to make it in time to bring in a legion of cyborgs from this island. I could have been killed in the process of escaping. Although I believe the exoskeleton armor alone is more than enough to protect me, but if there are more effective preventive measures available, there is certainly no harm in choosing an alternative that guarantees my safety.

I activated the booster jet on all three of my cyborgs followed by the booster jet on the exoskeleton armor I was wearing. The cyborg controlled by Aura started following us from behind.

Through sharpened eyes and a height of about a hundred meters, I could see all parts of the island, including two artificial lakes that were right in the middle of the forest.

One of the lakes is inhabited by four pairs of crocodiles as well as freshwater fish of various sizes. Meanwhile, the second lake - which is slightly smaller in size when compared to the first lake - is only inhabited by a wide variety of fish species with varying sizes. Ah, there are freshwater lobsters and crabs too. Well, whatever freshwater animal I found during the transfer, I put it into both lakes.

A dense forest consisting of trees with edible fruit, decent animals eating good quality, and fertile soil full of worms. It is perfect if it is called an island paradise. Well, let's name it Paradise Island. Hopefully there will be no man-eating giants appearing out of nowhere on this island.

I landed on the west coast not long after, looking at a set of wooden chairs laid out facing a wooden table I had just bought from a furniture store near my house. There was no particular reason why I bought this set of tables, purely just because it felt like it would be strange if we chatted while standing up. I don't even want to imagine how strange it would be if we sat on the sand, facing the ocean, then chatted about business. Yes, that's more than enough reason to buy furniture.

"Please prepare young coconuts and fruits as well. We should welcome the envoy well." When I finished giving orders to Aura, I suddenly remembered something that would probably be good if done. "Ah, catch some fish and a partridge, then burn and season."

"Understand."

There's a lot of spice supplies in the basement that I brought here on purpose. So, we have absolutely no shortage of seasonings here. I hope the envoys will be surprised and amazed by the lavish welcome I give them.

Three hours after I reached the meeting area, a black dot began to be seen in the clear sky. When I focused on the object and used the zoom feature on the exoskeleton armor I was still using, I could see it clearly.

The black dot was a rather small helicopter, almost like a private helicopter that could only fit about four people.

I wonder how it was brought across the ocean for two hundred kilometers? Do they underestimate the South Sea region famous for its ferocity? Let's put this aside first.

Behind the glass of the helicopter that protected its passengers from the wind, I saw three figures riding the helicopter. A person who became a pilot was a girl in her early twenties with black hair, but had a slightly different face shape to the natives. His face is oriental with white skin typical of East Asia. The person sitting next to her was also a black haired girl. The facial features are the same as the natives if we ignore the unpleasant facial features that appear very clearly. Surprisingly, he was wearing a white robe like a doctor.

Ah, I know that teenage girl. He was the same person I met at the restaurant. A person whose gaze seemed to be unable to be obstructed by anything. Honestly, he looks like an antagonist in a romantic drama. I hated him for just looking at his face.

The last person sat in the back, looking busy with the laptop that was on his lap. In just one look, I instantly recognized him well.

Yes, she is the brunette girl who always makes me uncomfortable every time I face her.

I stood beside the set of tables filled with food, preparing to greet the three of them. My heart began to beat faster as the helicopter approached the three of them. Well .. hopefully this meeting is not as bad as our previous meeting.

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