My mythical world

"To the wise visitor who may never come:

Hello, I am the human Cumberland, and next to me is my beloved wife Dora. We are creatures of the Fifth Epoch, and our mother planet has turned black due to our bold and aggressive experiments. I was originally a physicist, and when the disaster occurred, I happened to be in this laboratory shelter with my wife.

When I realized that something was wrong, I heard the rumbling sound of nuclear explosions outside. My beloved wife and I hid in the shelter for a long time and forgot the time. When everything was quiet, I found that the surrounding environment had changed drastically, and toxic substances were everywhere. Even in such a difficult environment, my wife and I were trying our best to survive.

Unfortunately, the outside environment is bad, and there is no food. I ventured out countless times, and what I encountered was a pile of toxic gray snow. The two of us could only cultivate plants and be self-sufficient in this doomsday shelter.

Maybe because of too much radioactive pollution, or because of long-term malnutrition, my life span is not as long as expected. My wife died faster than me. In the end, she said to me: "I don't want to continue living in this lonely world. ", and then closed his eyes.

I felt boring, so I followed her, wishing to return to the prosperous Fifth Epoch in my dreams. After we left, the only thing that worried us was the child we gave birth to in the shelter. He was the product of an accident. Dora didn't want to give birth to him, and let the poor child live alone in this cruel world.

Our conditions could not support a powerful evolver to thrive, and she wanted to kill him. But in the end, she cried and couldn't bear it, and so did I. After the child was born, I did my best to repair a hibernation capsule, using all the precious reserves to make energy liquid to freeze him forever.

We both placed our hopes on the future, and hoped that the next generation would treat our child well. If my guess is correct, he should be the first new human after the catastrophe.

-Signed by: Cumberland, a physicist from the Republic of Helan."

After seeing the last paragraph, the robot's long-frozen nuclear energy furnace boiled up. He walked quickly into the depths of the ice cave and pushed open the broken iron door. He found a hibernation capsule that was still barely maintained in the deepest corner.

The hibernation capsule has a red light on, and it is in danger.

"Remaining energy for 3 days."

When the robot saw this faint number on the hibernation capsule, it laughed. As long as he was a week late, even if he could find this place, he could only harvest three corpses.

If it weren't for the white-haired beast's reminder, he would have ignored this poor child.

In the dry energy liquid, a baby boy was lying quietly. The baby was white and fat, and his little arms were chubby like lotus roots, which reminded the robot of the Michelin tire man.

The baby's fat face was smiling, and his long eyelashes were jumping, as if he had a premonition that he was going to wake up because he was not full.

"Tick, please pay attention to replenishing energy liquid."

The red warning light on the top of the hibernation capsule kept flashing. The robot stretched out his hands and suddenly opened the hibernation capsule that had completed its mission. He bent down, and his stiff mechanical arms trembled, gently holding up this new human at the end of the century after the catastrophe.

The little boy was awakened by the strange movement. He opened his big black eyes and looked at the iron lump holding him curiously. There were stars and seas in his eyes.

The white-haired beast lying on the robot's shoulder also looked at the white and tender human strangely. It had never seen such a cute and beautiful creature.

The white-haired beast crawled along the robot's arm to the baby with a whoosh and looked at it carefully.

The little boy moved his bare feet, stretched out his white and tender fingers and put them in his mouth happily. He also looked at this beautiful little beast curiously and blinked his beautiful big eyes.

"Tsk."

The white-haired beast playfully stretched out his red tongue to lick the little boy's chubby face, teasing him to giggle, and his little arms and feet shook.

"Gaga ga."

The robot also laughed. He thoughtfully put clothes on the little boy, carried him on his back with the backpack, and opened the energy shield to cover him.

The baby boy stuck to the back of the robot, felt very warm, and gradually fell asleep.

Looking back at the cave, the robot collapsed the entrance and buried it completely, then walked with the child and the white-haired beast in the empty world.

The robot named the first human found after the apocalypse [Adam]. Little Adam regarded the robot as his father - even though he no longer had bionic skin and looked like a moving piece of iron.

The robot taught Adam all kinds of knowledge since he was a child, such as human history before the catastrophe. In Adam's mind, his father knew everything about astronomy and geography.

When Adam asked his father's name after he became sensible, the robot turned his head and looked into the distance, "Prophet, the prophet who restarted civilization and sowed the seeds of culture."

The 6-year-old Adam nodded, not quite understanding, and followed his father to dig the ruins and look for traces of life. They were not lonely, bacteria were breeding in the ice, and mutated plants and animals slowly appeared.

The robot ventured into the seabed 10,000 meters deep and found a biosphere that still maintained its original form in one corner of the trench. He remembered the location and thought he could build a habitat in the trench in the future.

As they continued to walk, the robot dug side by side with Adam and found that a few robots were still alive. They were often frozen in the ten thousand meter ice layer like him before, and became ice sculptures. When the energy was exhausted, the prophet plugged in the energy for them and repaired the hardware, the consciousness in the processor activated the body.

As long as they are connected to the Internet, no robot is alive. Only when they are disconnected from the Internet can they survive by chance. This makes the prophet determine the tragic ending of the annihilation of tens of billions of robots.

As the disconnected robots are revived by the prophet one by one, their team gradually becomes lively from one to two, and then to three.

Adam is the first new human. During the long global journey, the team gradually discovered various native humans who survived by chance.

The vast majority are descendants. There are too few native humans who have survived from the last era to the present. The two world-destroying disasters destroyed 99.999% of people.

Under the guidance of the prophet, Adam is brave and fearless, smart and sensitive. He completely inherited a lot of knowledge from his father and was afraid of the ultimate existence of the earth under his feet.

But he also knew that it was the biggest black hand in prehistoric times. He didn't know how powerful it was. Now it was silent only because it fell into a deep sleep. The moment she woke up, the sun's glory would be taken away. In her eyes, she was no bigger than a cell.

Even so, he was still full of fighting spirit. The team grew stronger and was no longer as erratic as before. Everyone proposed to build their habitat.

However, the leader prophet was very cautious and denied it. Everyone knew that he was worried that the tragedy of the last era would reappear. So many people gathered together. If Gaia noticed them, they would be in annihilation.

"I can understand my father's worries. After all, we have to fight with the earth under our feet and the sky above our heads. Maybe every move is monitored by the heaven." Adam, who was already 16 years old, has become the second person in the team. He is both wise and brave, and convincing.

"But after the team grows, we still need a fixed gathering place to facilitate our life and research."

"What do you think?" asked the prophet.

"We don't have to live on the earth. The floating ocean is more vast. For the time being, we can build a big ship that is always sailing, changing direction every moment, and pretending to walk like an iceberg. Later, when the conditions are sufficient, we can upgrade our home and turn it into a war fortress, space battleship, etc."

Adam's eyes flashed with wisdom, and his suggestion was affirmed by everyone. Adam turned to look at his father and asked, "Father, please give our future home a name."

The prophet looked at the child he had carefully cultivated, "No, this is a project built by you, and you will be the helm in the future, so you can give it a name."

Adam did not refuse, and after a while of contemplation, under the gaze of everyone, he solemnly named his future home [Ark].

"Ark, Noah's Ark of the revival of the seeds of civilization." The prophet nodded, very satisfied with the name.

With a certain common goal, everyone burst out with unprecedented motivation, and the ruins addresses that the prophet had explored around the world in his early years played a great role. They divided the work and transported precious relics of civilization from all over the world, and the most critical hull was built by the prophet and Adam himself.

After the end of the world, regardless of the years, a large ark ship at the end of the century slowly appeared in a corner of the Arctic Ocean. It was made of precious materials, extremely fast, and integrated attack, defense and flying. The signs of civilization finally reappeared, and the prophet looked at this scene with satisfaction.

From the lone person who woke up five hundred years later to the increasing number of people now, he believed that as long as they kept moving, humans would eventually fill the earth again.

While they were moving, deep in the earth's crust, Gaia turned into a black ball with tentacles huddled together and was sleeping. She had absorbed so many intelligent souls and virtual gods, and she was a little indigestible.

At this time, the black ball was covered with dense and noisy thoughts, which could not be counted even with billions of quantifiers, just like the sands of the Ganges, countless.

Among the chaotic thoughts, there were curses and scolds, blessings and prayers, and even unconscious chaos and entanglement that they didn't even understand themselves. The cause and effect crossed and rotated, which could not be expressed by the word "chaos". Even Gaia, who was the way of heaven, was schizophrenic because of the noise.

You must know that she changed her attributes because of being infected by negative energy. Now she has swallowed tens of billions of powerful active souls alive. How terrible is the condensation of obsessions among them, plus the subconscious of the virtual god is still stubbornly resisting.

They were virtual ways of heaven and gods at the beginning, and they also controlled a large world, not much weaker than Gaia. So many different thoughts caused Gaia to split into billions of clones.

You can see that the black ball sometimes explodes like a star and turns into billions. Each black fragment is different. There are fragments of virtual gods, fragments of god-level humans, and monsters formed by the entanglement of the thoughts of billions of humans who died tragically in the nuclear explosion.

The most powerful force does not come from the outside world, but from Gaia's own good side!

This is her original appearance, compassionate, awakened by the sacrifices of all living beings, innocent and kind. This is also the only bright soul fragment. Because of its own evolution, this bright fragment is also growing.

Both humans and heaven are two sides of the same coin, with duality. Now it's just that Gaia's dark side overwhelms the light, but the light Gaia in the corner is still struggling, and the dark Gaia can't digest it.

The dark Gaia, which has dispersed billions of fragments, began to condense the body of the real devil. This is a demon body forged by the malice of black water. His existence itself represents the concept of [evil].

"This won't work. I'm eating too much at one go. I can't digest it. My thoughts are fragmented too much. Even my weak personality has escaped. I have to find a way to devour these residues and completely devour the false kindness so that it won't have a chance to appear again."

When thinking about the solution, the Skynet built by the Emperor of Heaven and GOD gave her inspiration. She has reached the realm of a thought and a world. When she thinks, a world that seems real or fake appears.

The world is like a bubble, like dew and like lightning, and it is fleeting.

"Hehe."

Gaia has a good idea. She plans to solve the billions of obsessions herself and completely devour the good side.

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Two flowers bloom, each showing its own beauty.

After Gaia was baptized by a nuclear explosion and a world-destroying flood, the other side of the real world, the earth, also set off a storm. The most valued science fiction world, just died like this? The players were wiped out and all the players died.

When the Wind Dragon God broadcasted Gaia screaming in pain at the beginning, many people felt bad.

The will of a planet was screaming, which must be a big deal.

People kept asking the Wind Dragon God urgently, but at that time the Wind Dragon God was in a hurry to escape and rushed on the road, so he didn't care about the tire live broadcast.

But even if he used all his energy to escape and took the rocket to avoid many interceptions, he still died in the final level prepared by Gaia.

"Tick-tock, you are dead. Thank you for your hard work in the small universe, I wish you a happy life, see you next time~~"

After receiving this message, Feng Longshen, who woke up in front of the computer desk, smashed the desk angrily and shouted: "Fuck!"

He didn't expect that he would end up like this. The prosperous fifth-era human civilization was destroyed in this way. He couldn't even dream of it.

Pah pah pah.

After his arm was hurt, Feng Longshen smiled bitterly. Maybe this is an accident. Only things that you didn't expect to happen are called accidents.

Leaning weakly on the computer desk, Feng Longshen looked at the ceiling absent-mindedly, "It's over, my dream of immortality is over. I traveled through different worlds twice, but got nothing.

"Tick-tock, @Feng Longshen, Feng Longshen, what happened? Are you offline? Has Gaia turned evil? What about Byron and Mengyao? Will another civilization catastrophe come? "

At this time, a series of summoning trumpets flashed in the lower right corner of the computer screen. The sad Wind Dragon God suddenly woke up. Thinking of his two companions, his face turned pale.

He only died in the game, and he was still alive and kicking in reality, but these two were reincarnated in another world, so how did they get through this catastrophe?