The Original Seeker

Bai Mo had many ideas.

He once conceived to throw some souls into a fictional world of horror, allowing them to constantly wander between life and death, so as to stimulate the strongest emotions and become the fuel to maintain his existence.

I have also conceived to let some souls enjoy bliss in a fictitious world, and provide a lot of joyful emotions for him to harvest.

In order to counter the insolvable curse of Daohua, Bai Mo came up with a large number of plans, each of which awaited his subsequent realization.

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The mist gushing from the white moon blows across the land, floats into the sky, sinks into the ocean, like the most powerful anesthetic, making all living things fall into the deepest sleep without resisting. .

There were actually many people who were lucky enough to leave the earth and join the White Land. They hid in some remote corners of this planet in an attempt to escape the search.

The earth is so big and there are large tracts of no man's land, they don't think they will find a hiding place.

But unfortunately, the world has changed. None of these naive guys escaped the map-cannon-like white fog, one by one fell to the ground in a coma.

Their cautious thoughts seemed so ridiculous in front of the raids on the planetary level.

Two hours later, except for that small area in North America, the entire planet was heavily surrounded by white mist, and a thick white sky curtain completely covered the azure planet.

The fog and air are indistinguishable from each other, causing the visibility to drop to almost zero. But it doesn't really matter, because there are no waking creatures in the white mist.

"It's time to clear the field." A ubiquitous voice echoed on the space shuttle's launch site.

Thousands of "white ink" clones made up of various substances unanimously issued an ultimatum to a group of people still remaining on the earth.

There were tens of thousands of uniform sounds, and their sound waves swept across the launch site like a tsunami, causing pain in the eardrums of many people.

"three!"

"two!"

"One!"

"Fire and launch!"

"Before I leave, can I ask you a question?" The reporter who voluntarily stayed until the last minute asked Bai Mo over the radio in the spacecraft just before takeoff.

In order to produce a piece of news that could be recorded in the annals of history, this obscure reporter bravely called out his request, risking that he might stay on the earth forever.

"Why would you let us decide whether to stay?" Before Bai Mo could answer, the reporter who was too nervous to even open his eyes had already thrown out the question he wanted to ask.

This issue has always been a concern of many people, but before completing the retreat plan, all curiosity was forcibly suppressed.

Because they were really unsure, and if they took the initiative to raise their doubts, would they suddenly convulsions and vetoed his previous thoughts.

A person with uncertain thoughts and moodiness, if not necessary, it is better to reduce the provocation as much as possible.

"What else is needed besides the experimental group?" Bai Mo didn't answer the question of the trembling reporter directly, but instead asked another question.

However, he did not leave time for the other party to think. The moment the space shuttle lifted off, the thick white fog surged toward this last piece of pure land, completely covering the surface of the earth.

After Bai Mo's words were finished, looking from the space shuttle towards the earth, there was nothing to be seen except an endless piece of white.

The fog hole left over the northern hemisphere before disappeared without a trace in a very short time.

The ground is extremely calm, because all life activities have been smoothed by the white mist, from tiny ants to huge blue whales, they all fell into a deep sleep state with humans.

Even the true eternal resident microbes of this planet for countless years have stopped their eternal life activities and become a member of the sleeping army like bugs in amber.

The earth, which was originally full of life, turned into a deadly icy planet at this moment as if it had been given the magic of time stillness.

The protective layer of Nano Worm Nest shrouded in the sky of the White Land has also turned into a colorless torrent at this time, ready to begin the transformation project of the entire world.

The system panel implanted in the individual's body, after the host fell asleep, was connected in tandem with the white mist, transforming into a cocoon that envelops them.

He wants to take this opportunity to transform the whole world into a transformed life named "Walker" and connect it to the subconscious network.

The billions of intelligent life on the earth, calculated with the world's assimilation power of 100 million supporting one phase, if all the transformations are completed, the entire network is enough to offset the assimilation power of dozens of phases, and it can buy Bai Moduo nearly a hundred years.

Bai Mo didn't have much confidence in the effect of this crossing, so he decided to arrange everything first and let the renovation plan run according to the procedures he set.

Even if it really ended in failure, his investment in the earth will not be enough.

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"Except for the experimental group, that is the control group?" After listening to the question asked by Bai Mo during the last "interview," many people immediately guessed the answer.

"As a result, the reason we were able to escape was that his social experiment needed a blank control group..."

"Although it is a bit psychologically uncomfortable, it is good news for the time being. At least, he will no longer interfere in the affairs of the human federation."

"After all, it is a blank control group."

"I propose that the space shuttle that left the earth last be named the "blank"." A federal member of assembly mocked himself.

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But anyway, after analyzing Bai Mo's illocutionary implications, the high-level officials of the Federation ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ were still relieved that the shadow that hung over the entire mankind finally disappeared.

"What's the matter with the white fog on the earth?" The federal government on the moon contacted the people in the space shuttle again, trying to get some information from them.

"I don't know, we were driven away after the white mist appeared." There were many powerful transcendents on the last plane, but they were also confused.

"What about Donald, did they succeed?"

"God knows what happened to those lunatics."

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Since then, the first large-scale space migration in human history has ended dramatically.

In five years, nearly four billion people completed the plan of emigrating from the earth to the moon in a hurry and regardless of cost. This seemingly fantastic plan.

And the three billion people on the planet have taken a completely different path from their former compatriots, and have moved towards a bifurcated future.