It's all one flower.

"All One Flower" lyrics were posted all over the Listver Autonomous Community, including churches and schools and indoor bulletin boards for collective housing.

The free classrooms in elementary and secondary schools, where people gather at work, are also scored and distributed to those who wish to. In the holiday school yard, I could hear out of tune singing practicing.

As yet, no one seems to have come up with a continuation of the lyrics, but Kufshenka felt the response that "all one flower" was spreading to the Autonomous Community.

... I hope it roots in a temporal fashion without ending.

Before the civil unrest of half a century, the song, which my best friend Kalindula was supposed to sing, sank into darkness, swallowed by the waves of the times, without looking into the eyes of the day.

After the outbreak of the Devil's Asthma Gun War, a continuation is made with a large number of hands, and now an unfinished song is spun from many lips in the world.

Even on the sole university premises of the Autonomous Region of Listver, during lectures, lunch breaks and after school, several gatherings were made everywhere to surround the score.

The conference room is also interrupted by the singing voices of college students. The gathered hear without, and translate the prayer notes of the Ferrettorum priest into Hunan for the wallpaper.

"The lecture I was taking, the professor and assistant professor both died, and there's no substitute."

"It's Kitz."

A college student whose comma was vacant in the absence of a lecturer gets bogged down as he rolls (meows) the dictionary.

The university faculty giving to the star mark (servant) abandoned their teachings and held their weapons in battle with the Nemus Liberation Army.

Those who survive the battle are also pursued for positions, and multiple posts are vacant. Insufficient human resources are available to fill the hole, which, as it is, negatively affects the higher education and research activities of the Autonomous Communities, but it takes years to develop backwards.

"Mr. Store Manager, what did you tell the priest this morning?

After his worship in the Western Diocese, Kufshenka had discussions in the back room with the local Nubes priest and Cathedral Ferrettorum priest, and the director of the National Broadcasting Listver branch.

I wasn't sure if it taught the students what it was about, but sooner or later I rethink it was about knowing and stretch my old bent spine.

"Priest Ferrettorum didn't say anything about this morning's prayer, but he said there was a telecommunications outage at Artel."

"Can't you get in touch with Priest Reflexio of the Light Mark Church?

A carpenter's daughter puts down a pen to guide a young priest seconded by the cathedral.

Kufshenka shook her head quietly.

"Priest Reflexio, not just one of you, but the entire Republic of Artel, including the island of Lanterna, has no connection to the telephone and the Internet."

"What happened at Artel's phone station?

"Maybe it's the Nemoralis Grief Squad terror squad?

Boys and girls embark on a conference desk.

"It's something I can't get in touch with locally, so I don't know what caused it or anything."

"What?"

"So how do you know you can't connect with the whole Artel thing?

Kufshenka relied on the sharpness of the boy students' questions.

"The bottom of the lake cable is disconnected..."

"What kind of cable is this?

"What, you don't know?

Another student made fun of the honest inquiries of non-specialist students.

A carpenter's daughter asks questions to take up two people who are likely to be evil.

"I don't know either. Can you tell me?

It's a cable on a telephone line that connects the island to the island.

He's been around for over a hundred years.

When teased students say, another male student also wants to show a good place, showing off his or her knowledge without.

Kufshenka saw every one of those intercessions smiling.

"You all know it well. And now it's connected to the rest of the world with an Internet connection."

"With the rest of the world..."

Young people born and raised in the Ristover Autonomous Region and who do not know the outside world squeak.

"You know it's at the bottom of the lake and it's broken?

"The company that maintains the cables is constantly monitoring the communication status. They've announced that all the lines around Artel have been cut at once..."

"All at once..."

"Did the Royal Lacrimaris make you cut into lake demons?

"I don't know."

"The PLA put their hands together with the star sign (Shimabe), and it's not, is it?

Students' anxiety builds up with one flying question after another.

Not only Kufshenka, but neither the State Broadcasting Listver branch nor the Ferretolum priest with a tablet terminal, there is no-one in the Autonomous Community today who can answer as one.

"If you've been watching and figured it out right away, you can fix it right away, right?

"They don't have the purpose of restoration."

The air in the meeting room disturbs me.

"Ferretorum priests and district chiefs owe Lacrimalis radio waves, so far they'll be connected properly from Kublum Street."

As Kufshenka made him smile, the students regained some calm.

"But I can't get in touch with Artel's star mark, so I figured you'd have a lot of trouble, right?

In a word of a boy student, the conference room quieted back as time had stopped.

A caged gaze of various intentions is poured into Kufshenka.

"I haven't been able to talk to Mr. District Manager yet, and I don't know what you're going to do, but donations and relief supplies are going to be fine because Priest Ferrettorum is going to ask volunteers from the Cathedral and the Banksian Republic,"

The air in the meeting room moves loose.

By air raids the Republic of Nemoralis… all production was devastated, especially in the northern part of Nenia. Restrictions on access have been laid on the surrounding cities of the autonomous community of Listwer, and air raids have stopped and are still to be lifted.

Import dependence on food continued throughout the country, but the Listwer Autonomous Region had to procure it almost on its own.

Supplies are mainly sourced by district chiefs through Artel's star markers (servants) on smuggled tablet devices. Goods transported by air to the kingdom of Amitostigma and to the Republic of Jigopetalum were taken ashore from the provisionally restored port of Grjaj.

The Internet was a lifeline for many Autonomous Communities without their knowledge.