After much deliberation, Zhang Ling had decided to die.
During this tormenting period, the government's hefty compensation arrived, but news of her child did not.
The government-appointed psychologist who visited her home hinted several times that the child who was dragged into the glass wasn't coming back.
Zhang Ling was one of the survivors of the Kale Square incident.
In today's world, the Kale Square incident wouldn't have received much official attention if Li Changzhou and others hadn't been involved. It's not that the authorities didn't care, but that there were numerous incidents worse than the Kale Square incident, on a larger scale.
Since the Value game began and players appeared, social order in Xia Country was considered very good among major nations, but with its vast land and large population, and the infiltration of other countries, distressing incidents were still constantly occurring.
But these reasons were irrelevant to Zhang Ling; she had lost her child.
Just as she was preparing to jump from the rooftop, she opened the door and encountered an official worker she had met once before.
"Miss Zhang, are you going out?" Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝘯𝘦𝘵
"Yes, I'm going out to buy groceries," Zhang Ling replied.
"I see," the official nodded, "I'm here to inform you of something, as we previously mentioned, Earth is not safe right now. As a victim of the Kale Square incident, you have the right to immigrate to the Moon Base, and become a permanent resident of the Moon. Every month you can collect three thousand Moon Coins for free for medical care, education, and transportation."
The official took out a card.
"This is your residency card. If you wish to become a Moon resident, you can present it to any staff member at Ming City Airport every Friday, Saturday, Sunday, and Monday afternoon at three o'clock."
Zhang Ling looked at the official and the card in her hand.
At Kale Square, she heard someone say they would have the right to immigrate to the Moon for free, and recently, televisions, cell phones, and electronic billboards on the street had all been advertising something about a competition on the Moon.
"If you wish to continue living on Earth, you can also visit the Moon and claim your property and monthly welfare fund. Three thousand Moon Coins are equivalent to thirty thousand Xia Country Coins."
The official smiled briefly, making a joke, "Of course, things are more expensive on the Moon, after all, transporting anything there involves traveling over 300,000 kilometers."
After handing over the residency card to Zhang Ling, the official left.
There were many others waiting to be notified, but the psychologist's assessment of Zhang Ling's mental state made her one of the first to receive the "good news."
Zhang Ling knew that people died quickly in a vacuum, and perhaps the pain would be less that way.
She checked the information, and the Moon Base had an "Outdoor Exploration" program.
Zhang Ling decided to die on the Moon.
On February 25th, a Sunday, she arrived at the airport and boarded a bullet-shaped airplane that took her to the Moon.
"Follow me, everyone follow me! Whether you're here for a visit or to settle, don't worry about your luggage, don't bother with your luggage!"
"Those with residency cards, staff will deliver your luggage to your homes! Those here on vacation, your luggage will be sent to your hotel!"
The tour guide shouted loudly.
Zhang Ling had no luggage, only a photo of her child.
She followed the crowd towards the airplane exit.
"This is an airtight chamber, the transfer station for entering and exiting the base, for people and packages alike. Of course, packages go through the cargo airtight chambers, each accommodating thirty thousand cubic meters of cargo."
"Alright, don't linger, move along quickly."
Zhang Ling walked past tourists snapping photos and exclaiming in surprise and exited the airtight chamber.
Below her feet was a rocky platform, and beyond it a vast lake, with a supercity towering at the center, concealed among trees.
"Welcome Ms. Zhang Ling to the Moon." A holographic image suddenly appeared beside Zhang Ling.
"Your house is in Ming City Section 3. It is already furnished with furniture and a smart robot; if you don't like the existing styles, you can head to the commercial district to buy other types. Please note, only Moon Coins are accepted at the Moon Base."
"You can exchange Xia Country Coins for Moon Coins at any store. Your welfare money for the month has been credited, totaling three thousand Moon Coins."
Accompanied by a soft female voice, the holographic image displayed a small villa nestled in flowers and foliage, complete with a small vegetable garden that contained basic gardening tools like a watering can and hoe.
Finally, a map appeared, showing the route from the little villa to the shopping street.
"Welcome again, Ms. Zhang Ling. The Moon Base is delighted you have become one of its masters, wishing you a delightful life."
The holographic image went out.
People around her were all watching.
At that moment, another holographic image popped up in front of a family of three.
"Welcome Mr. Zhu Qiang, Ms. Dong Ping, and little Zhu Xiaoxing to the Moon."
"According to Ms. Dong Ping's requests, we have chosen house number 156 in Song City Section for your family, close to the ocean, the house..."
"Damn, a personalized welcome message!"
"What message? It's a holographic image! Maybe there really is alien technology behind the Moon?!"
"Why can they migrate to the Moon? I searched the official website for ages, only found tourism, and still freaking need to draw lots!"
"Everyone! Make sure those who came with you are still beside you, especially the elderly and children. Make sure to look after them; outside the Moon is a vacuum with no oxygen. Even if they are rescued quickly, they can still get sunburned by the sunlight!"
The tour guide's voice was particularly loud, despite all the technology like holographic images and smart robots, he still held an old-fashioned megaphone.
It wasn't for lack of more advanced equipment, but intentional.
Leaving Earth, arriving on the Moon, the tourists were understandably nervous. Seeing the old megaphone, they found a semblance of familiarity and felt reassured.