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After listening carefully to the alien's answers, the earthman thought about the people who might have remained in the bunkers, that is, about those people-hawks who started a thermonuclear war, who probably dreamed of a blitz victory and clearly did not expect and perhaps did not even expect the onset of such irreparable catastrophic consequences. Most likely, they expected that the consequences of a nuclear war would not be so catastrophic and disastrously long for the planet, and perhaps they thought that during the time they would sit in bunkers, the Earth would quickly recover, and they alone, then their descendants, would be the owners of not estimated energy and other earthly riches. However, as you can see, this, initially erroneous, calculation of their specialists was not justified, and even if they with their families and with their entire team, servants and their families survived the nuclear war and remained alive, now being in bunkers or even going outside, they are probably already reaping the terrible fruits of their atrocities.

After conversations with an alien (if the telepathic information and the humanoid's answers to human questions and his instructive message about safety measures and precautions can be called a conversation), spacesuits were put on him and another humanoid in spacesuits, standing next to him, took him by the hand, only somehow lifted him up with an eye movement. In the bright space, a small opening opened for the blink of an eye, and he, along with the humanoid, at the same moment found themselves among the green thickets. The alien disappeared so quickly that the man could not even figure out how he did it. He felt the hardness under his feet, the upper layer was soft like a carpet, but it looked green, and slowly began to step forward. There was no one nearby, but continuing to move, wherever he turned his head, a single phrase "north, south, east" immediately sounded in his native language, indicating the direction of his gaze. He sat down on a lonely protruding object that looks like an earthly mountain stone, but is absolutely green in color. I looked around, there was not a living soul around, on the vast and flat expanses of this planet, only greenery, similar to terrestrial algae, was covered. There were no trees, mountains, rivers, there were no mosquitoes, birds, animals, in general, no living creatures and no other vegetation except greenery. There were no cities, factories and factories on the surface of this planet, well, absolutely no infrastructure, there was not even that bright-bright hall where he had recently been, there were no clouds, a cloud like on Earth, but only an unusually clear, pure blue-blue sky. The blue star shone so brightly that it was impossible to look in its direction. There is only an endless green space around. He wanted to touch this green, but it immediately stuck to the suit as if it were alive and immediately retreated. Apparently, the spacesuit has some protective properties that repel this greenery. He repeated this movement several times, but after three attempts, the green, when the person's hand approached, began to retreat. "So, this green is not a plant, but some kind of intelligent living being," he thought. And it also seemed to him that it was green, for some purpose, an artificially created living being by someone. Whatever it was, the monotony of the nature of this planet so quickly tired and his soul was suddenly seized by an irresistible longing for everything earthly. Although he knew that after such a nuclear and subsequent man-made and natural disaster, which he saw with his own eyes, it is not possible for living biological beings to survive there, however, in his soul he did not lose hope for a minute that everything is not lost yet, that all Earthly life will be restored. He missed home so much, his family and friends, although for some reason he no longer remembered their names and could not recall in his memory what they looked like, but he intuitively felt that he was not alone. He wanted so much to return to Earth, his soul was tormented by loneliness, spiritual emptiness. From loneliness, from the thought that there is no more Earthly civilization, that everything is irretrievably lost for humanity, and from the hopelessness of his situation, desperate, no longer able to control himself, he screamed so loudly and began to sob. He didn't even notice that in the same split second, one of the humanoids appeared next to him. Taking his hand, he lifted him up with the same movement of his eyes, and he did not even have time to comprehend how humanoids move themselves by teleportation and move him in space, as he found himself back in that bright hall. Previously, he had read a scientific article about the teleportation hypothesis, but, as he knows, there was no scientific proof of this hypothesis on Earth. And now, although I didn't even have time to comprehend how the aliens teleport, but I myself was a participant, that is, the subject of this action.