"In a manner of speaking." Senku said, and then made movements to help himself to tea. "I did say it was long, it's also somewhat complicated."
He knew that because once he realized and made the connections, he'd had to explain them.
"To put it succinctly...Byakuya wasn't on the surface of the planet at the time of the attack. Now I'm not clear it actually was an attack, but for purposes of simplification and discounting all of my theories, let's go with that. He was an astronaut, so he was up on the ISS with four others and a space tourist, a pop idol." Senku replied. "It was the week of changeover so they were still up there together, so when humanity was petrified, they returned to Earth, set themselves up on that island and proceeded to repopulate the world, essentially. Probably somewhere in the oral records there's an exact number of descendants between the six, but I can't be sure offhand."
Ruri wasn't exactly around to ask, and it didn't matter in the end.
"However, aside from establish the mythos the villagers all follow in the form of a hundred stories, apparently he spent much of his life trying to gather as much gold and platinum as he could, and upon his death it was encased in concrete in the remains of the Soyuz capsule. I knew where it was because of one of those tales. A few of the tales were clues left behind for me."
He took a sip.
"As for how much time we have? As long as it takes. I'm not afraid of a long-term project."
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He knew that because once he realized and made the connections, he'd had to explain them.
"To put it succinctly...Byakuya wasn't on the surface of the planet at the time of the attack. Now I'm not clear it actually was an attack, but for purposes of simplification and discounting all of my theories, let's go with that. He was an astronaut, so he was up on the ISS with four others and a space tourist, a pop idol." Senku replied. "It was the week of changeover so they were still up there together, so when humanity was petrified, they returned to Earth, set themselves up on that island and proceeded to repopulate the world, essentially. Probably somewhere in the oral records there's an exact number of descendants between the six, but I can't be sure offhand."
Ruri wasn't exactly around to ask, and it didn't matter in the end.
"However, aside from establish the mythos the villagers all follow in the form of a hundred stories, apparently he spent much of his life trying to gather as much gold and platinum as he could, and upon his death it was encased in concrete in the remains of the Soyuz capsule. I knew where it was because of one of those tales. A few of the tales were clues left behind for me."
He took a sip.
"As for how much time we have? As long as it takes. I'm not afraid of a long-term project."