High Above

eager……

"This is... a memory?!"

Ian realized that there was still a crack in his mental state just now, and he didn't maintain a perfect state of mind, but he didn't think it was a problem. If a person really doesn't have any emotions, then he is really alive. It's tasteless.

The psionic attack of the hive will is indeed very accurate, which is the strength of the opponent.

But it can't really make the boy fall. He kept his heart and began to reject these memory fragments from other souls.

It's just that the process takes time.

Light and shadow are still spinning.

The party was over, and the dim light shone in the narrow underground living area, and the boy became an adult at some point, and he came to an ecological circle full of frost, with a round of dim artificial light hanging above his head.

Even the moon in the video is brighter than this light source. He stepped on the snow, and the already compacted frosty ground reflected the light from the sky. The stars blown down from the sky and revolved around him.

But these are not real stars after all, he has never seen real stars, he has not even seen real snow, he has never seen real grass and greenery, he has never seen real waves beating rocks and hearing the noise of sea leaves churning, He knew everything, but had seen nothing.

Ian now understands that the memories in front of him should be the memory fragments of the great elder of Sequoia back then. These are the fragments of his childhood memories, and even mixed with the memories of other people-the insect nest is not the red Great Elder Shan, not to mention how many Sequoia people the Great Elder has devoured since he created the brain-eating worm, just the five elders who smashed his will make it impossible for him to be him.

That being the case, what exactly does the Hive Will want to do?

Light and shadow are still changing.

The young man became a mature leader in an instant. He and several subordinates stared at the factory assembly line deep underground in front of him. Amid the sound of steel clanging, he stared at the tools and goods needed by the tribe. Formed under the assembly of automatic AI.

Sequoia people have never worried about living materials. They live in this cave and cage, just like living in a paradise.

The outside world is too dangerous. The aftermath of the skyfall disaster has not dissipated. The scenery in those documentaries has long been destroyed. The Sequoia people guard the last glory of the Terra Federation. Their biggest task is to preserve themselves and maintain knowledge. Born when necessary, bringing the spark of civilization and the inheritance of the past to the world of Terra again.

They won't go out, can't go out, don't want to go out. Compared with the tsunami that is still churning, the mountains that are constantly sinking, and the outside world that repeats snowstorms and storms, the interior of Sequoia Base has far superior conditions than all other shelters. Only here can they maintain almost the same level as the previous era. Abundant supplies at that time.

If you go out, it is no different from suffering.

The man's sideburns have turned gray, and his golden blond hair in the past is gradually dimming. Only those sky blue eyes are still shining. He stares at the assembly line in front of him, recalling the content of the previous meeting. He opened the gate of the ruins for the fifteenth time. The proposal to observe the outside world was rejected again. No one could imagine how much damage the opening of the entrance and exit would cause to Sequoia Base if natural disasters were still raging outside.

They want to maintain the security of the entire ecosystem.

[but]

The man asked: [How long will it take before we can return to the earth? ]

[Grand Elder, we also want to return to the earth just like you, to see the blue sky and the clear sea with our own eyes, and we also want to hear the chirping of birds and breathe the freshness of the jungle]

In the conference room, those people with blurred faces spoke vague words: [Maybe a hundred years later, maybe two hundred years later, that is the scenery that our descendants can see]

[Now, all we can do is wait]

[Waiting for the future to come]

--nonsense.

Ian could feel that a anger from the heart and from the soul was burning. This anger seemed to be generated by himself, and it began to vibrate with his will.

Because the cause of this anger is that there is such a resonance, if Ian is in the same situation as this angry master, he will definitely be angry.

—Nonsense.

Anger is like a pitch-black fire, burning the man's soul. Through calculating the stability of the earth's crust and the fluctuation of the sea tide, he knows that the wind and waves outside have calmed down. It's nothing to the Sequoia people.

When they go out now, at most they will suffer in the early stage. It is definitely not as terrible as those people said, as if it will cause the complete destruction of Sequoia Base.

Talking about safety is simply greedy for the stability inside the base! If you leave here, the elders will undoubtedly reorganize. Those corrupt old people want to hold on to power and pass on knowledge and authority to their descendants. Gushing out, wrestling with them for power...these rotten bastards!

The man hated himself deeply. He built Sequoia Base so well that it became an underground paradise where everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, so he doesn't want to change.

——If I knew it earlier, I wouldn’t have repaired the automatic production line. Everyone would be made useless by these technologies.

With such regrets, but he can do nothing, because he is only the great elder, and he has no right to appoint the four major tribes to do anything beyond the elders. He can only propose to be a leader with the support of most people.

For example, repairing the automatic production line is a good thing for everyone.

Burning with rage, the man returned home, which was a double room like any other tribal people.

The elders have no privileges in terms of resources. They all eat the same food and live in the same house. The interior of the Sequoia people is more equal and reasonable than everyone imagined, but the elders have learned more knowledge and control Opportunities for more instrumentation machines.

Inside the hut, there was an old woman, wearing a worn-out padded jacket, and she was warming up in front of a small stove. The environment of the underground karst cave was indeed damp and cold. The old man was in poor health, so he had to warm up more.

The old woman closed her eyes and seemed to be asleep. In front of her was an old thermos cup. Next to the cup was a small screen, which played scenes that had been played countless times.

It was the majestic city and perfect ecology of the pre-epoch era. Those beautiful scenery, magnificent mountains, and gem-like lakes all showed that the pre-epoch civilization at that time had achieved the perfect fusion of civilization and nature.

Their progress is the progress of all things in the world.

The music was still playing on the screen, and the man walked forward slowly, not wanting to disturb his mother's rest, but soon, he realized something was wrong.

There was no sound of breathing.

"Mother?!"

He hurried forward, knelt down in front of his mother, and held her hand, but the old woman didn't respond, except for a regretful smile on her face.

She has gone in a dream.

The man wanted to clenched his fist, but he was reluctant to let go of his mother's hand, and dared not use force.

He just looked up at his mother's sleeping face, his eyes were full of complex emotions that could not be expressed in any words.

On the side screen, documentaries about the civilization of the previous era and the world of Terra are still playing.

There, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant; there, the wind is long.

There, the blue sea is flooding; there, mountains are surrounded.

There, there is a road ahead.

There, there are stars shining.