Dawn City Prison.0

Sitting in the dark cell, Bernie's face was haggard and he had a dejected look plastered on it.0

He could understand the failure of the expedition to the Great Rift Valley. After all, they had indeed underestimated the strength of the Great Rift Valley, and even more so, the Divine Shield System.0

Even after two centuries had passed, that sky-obscuring shield still remained impervious to their artillery shells. And their army of clone soldiers had launched a fearless charge, yet it still failed to alter the course of the battle.0

Under the relentless firepower of the Great Rift Valley, their entire division was wiped out one brigade at a time.0

Bernie could accept the fact that they couldn't win a battle against the Great Rift Valley. However, he really couldn't understand why even an ordinary survivor settlement was so difficult to deal with.0

At this time, footsteps came from the corridor outside the prison.0

Bernie raised his head and saw a familiar face.  "... Vanus?" He couldn't help but freeze for a moment.0

Vanus sighed, "Sure enough, it's you guys... How is Dillon?"0

Hearing the name of his boss, Bernie had a wry smile on his face. "No wonder... Seeing you here, some of my questioned are answered…”0

Knowing that Bernie probably attributed...0