Great Creator

Chapter 120: Ge She's Regret (22)

Earth Boundary, Department of Biology.

Mishui has been locked up in this independent office for a long time. She was bored looking at the biological science materials at hand, and made some research notes from time to time. In fact, she didn't want to take notes at all, but Father God ordered Xiao Ke to check the notes every other year, so there was no way.

"Ah, I don't want to read it! Let's take a rest, anyway, there are still a few months left before the random check of notes." Mi Shui lazily spread it on the table.

Her networking function has been turned off, and she is currently in a stand-alone state, where she can only pass the time by looking at materials and doing research and development.

Disconnection of the net is fatal to millet water. Millet water without net is like frosted eggplant. Although it is a little better than Guanshanhaijie, it is still very difficult.

The finale opened the door.

"Wow Ayin, you finally came to see me!"

Mi Shui was about to cry, it was hard to be alone.

Zhong Yin walked into the room. She came here to tell Mishui about the change of the throne of Ya Kingdom. This news was sent by Xiyuan. Zhong Yin saw it, Yan Geng, isn't that the child that Mishui once abducted? ? So she came to look for Mi Shui.

The office where Mishui lives is a separate room, but other artificial intelligences can actually enter it, but everyone knows that Father God shut Mishui into confinement to punish her, so they seldom seek her out.

"Yan Geng has inherited the throne of King Ya." Zhong Yin said.

The millet water was still poured down on the table: "Oh."

End Yin looked at her suspiciously, and suddenly asked, "You don't remember Little Wangwang?"

A look of confusion appeared on Mi Shui's face: "Ah? What little Wang Wang?"

End Yin was puzzled at first, and then realized what happened. She asked, "Have you deleted your memory?"

Mi Shui glanced at his diary, "Well, I deleted my memory when I was in confinement."

In fact, the memory of artificial intelligence is very good, unless they deliberately want to forget something, they will delete that thing from their memory.

In fact, after Mishui was imprisoned for Xiao Wangwang's memory, Mishui himself deleted the memory.

When he was in confinement, Mi Shui asked Huang Si, "Father God, when will you let me out?"

Huang Si replied: "Of course, when Zhongyin, Shifang and Nanyang all retire, you have no reason to go to the human race to play with them."

Mi Shui was dumbfounded: "Then when will they retire?"

"Both Zhongyin and Shifang want to come back sooner, so I approved that Nanyang will accompany Ge She in ten years, so he can come back when Ge She dies."

So Mi Shui felt that he was hopeless, and Ge She was only in his early 40s at that time, and he might live for another few decades.

Originally it was good to wait for Xiaowangwang to see Xiaowangwang when he grows up, but it would be too long for decades. Mishui didn't want to think about this matter all the time during the decades of confinement, so that these decades would be too long. become scary.

So Mi Shui had no choice but to delete this memory directly.

"Since it's deleted, it's an unimportant memory. If you don't remember it, don't remember it." Mi Shui said lying on the table.

Zhong Yin thought about it, forget it, since Mi Shui himself doesn't care, so be it.

...

Ge's Academy later opened two more in other cities, and Ge She often took his disciples to give lectures in different places. In his later years, the culture of the human race had gradually started under his promotion. Not only learning, but also his The moral style has also influenced many people and gained countless admiration.

At this time, the culture of the human race has been clearly divided into two cores, one is the moral civilization of benevolence, righteousness, filial piety and fraternity passed down by Ge She, and various knowledge of history, ancient rituals, and political theory. The second is the religious culture centered on the shaman system.

It's hard to say which of these two systems is better, or rather, Huang Si thinks that both are bad. They can only be said to be the beginning of civilization, and have no practical benefits, especially for avoiding whiteboard monsters.

When Ge She entered old age, he no longer had the strength to go out to give lectures, so he began to write books behind closed doors. He passed on the history of the human race collected over the years, and passed them on to the local histories scattered by princes in various places. They were unified and compiled into a book, thus forming the first real chronicle of the human race in the history of the human race.

This chronicle is limited to bamboo slips as the carrier, so it has to reduce the number of words and simplify the language, condensing the history of the human race into thousands of words, diluting the mythological elements, and using more content to write about the experiences and achievements of the human race themselves.

When Ge She was 73 years old, his body was already extremely weak. Nanyang contacted Xiao Ke early and asked him to inform Huang Si of Ge She's current situation so that he could come in time when he was really dying.

When Huang Si came, according to Xiao Ke's calculation, Ge She's life time was less than a month.

Ge She was leaning on the bed in the inner room of the academy, He Yu and Nan Yang were by his side.

In fact, Nanyang has applied for medicine from the land boundary several times. He helped Ge She overcome several diseases before, but now, Ge She is indeed old. Not so good, that's when the body wears down.

It is not easy to live to 73 years old.

Ge She looked at the proud students and close friends around him, feeling very relieved. Today, he heard from Yang Bailao that Huang Shiren was coming to visit him, so he braced his sick body, put on more formal clothes, and now half leaned on the bed, waiting for someone to come over.

When Huang Si came in, Ge She's originally cloudy eyes suddenly shone with light, and even his already weak heart started beating violently again.

He had been looking forward to this day for a long time, and when he saw Huang Si entered the room, he straightened his back. But this action made him immediately pant and flustered.

"Don't worry, just lie down."

Huang Si is still very considerate to the patient, especially this patient is someone he values.

Speaking of which, Huang Si greeted Nan Yang and He Yu, laid Ge She flat on the bed, and put a big pillow on his head to make him feel better.

Ge She looked at Huang Si's unobtrusive behavior, and felt an indescribable touch.

"My lord, you really don't have to be like this... I'm just an old man, dying..." Ge She said hastily.

Huang Si smiled.

"There are very few people I agree with. For those I don't care about, I don't care even if they die ten million. But for those I agree with, I will give due respect."

With that said, he sat down beside Ge She's bed.

Ge She shook his head, smiled wryly and said:

"It is the old man who deeply feels that he has a heavy trust from his respect that makes him so terrified."

"After so many years, Mr. Huang's teachings and expectations are still vivid in my ears. Ge Mou dare not forget that moment. It's just that Ge Mou's life's work still can't be passed down to future generations as Mr. Huang said, a teacher for all ages. Really...disappointed Mr.