To Four Thousand Years Later

Speaking of which, since when did human beings become like a family?

Did it start with the popularization of simultaneous interpretation technology? Did it start with the Zerg invasion?

Or. It is when people realize that flesh and blood can no longer bind their souls, and all people can be in spirit. The day when we understand each other?

"This is the last choice of mankind. His voice sounded softly.

He sat on the top of the tower, looking at the bell tower under the moon.

Eleven fifty-three. There are still seven minutes.

It is 0:00 on January 1, 2000 in the new calendar. The beginning of the new millennium. And accompanying him by his side was still the immature girl with black hair and green eyes. She knelt behind him. Arms around his chest. She didn't stare at Ruo's bell tower, but pressed her face against his back, closed her eyes and sniffed the warm breath lightly.

She cared more about the millennia that had passed than the millennium that was coming.

She cared more about the brief time with the person in front of her than the coming of that great day.

"Yastaro.

"I am here, my lord.

She responded in a soft voice.

He just stared at the beating second hand on the clock tower, and asked in a low voice: "Do you remember what I once said.

"I remember every word.

Still smiling, she closed her eyes and whispered, "Which sentence did you ask?"

"I said that after four thousand years, human beings will touch the stars, and they will not worry about their life expectancy. They will even go higher and farther into the deep space. All human beings are like a family."

He chuckled: "Now, only three thousand years have passed.

"I did it.

"It's because your wisdom is also growing.

Yastaru said without thinking: "Your wisdom is so deep and wide. Even you can't guess it yourself.

"It sounds like a paradox."

He smiled and didn't say much.

He just looked up at the stars.

"People are so painful and arrogant to live on the ground, stepping on the thorns with bare feet, using blood as oil and life as fire-everything that is right is turned into flames, and what is wrong is the mottled blood, as a warning.

One thousand... two thousand years... three thousand years. The new fire of people's civilization has been passed down from generation to generation, and this fire has spread unstoppably and irreversibly on the ground for a long time. How many thorns can there be left on this earth?

"This is already fertile ground, Yastaru. The people are fertile ground.

He stared at the bell tower, and said in a low voice: "And... the era of relying on 'records' to remember the past is finally coming to an end. But this does not mean that human beings will forget everything.

"When I was very young, I heard people say things like:

"People live in the world, there are three inevitable and fundamental dilemmas. He is the root of all suffering in the world." First, people are destined to be themselves. People are destined to live among countless others, and they cannot fully communicate and understand with others. This means loneliness, life is born lonely, and this will eventually live alone.

Second, people are born with desires. But man's ability to realize his desire can never catch up with his ability to desire. Desire and reality, this is an eternal distance, even if the temporary desire is completed, a new desire will be ushered in. If you suppress your desires, you will not be satisfied, and if you pursue your desires, you will not be able to find peace. This is an endless cycle.

Third, people do not want to die, but people are born to die. It means fear. People's fear of death is always unavoidable, approaching and expanding.

He said calmly: "These words shocked my young heart. Can you understand, Yasta... Before I experienced the taste of 'life', I already felt the bitterness.

"As I told you, to live alone is to suffer.

"I know, you always say that.

Yastaru nodded, and replied softly: "'People are born to suffer and suffer, and they cannot be freed until they die. .They can live better.

He smiled: "I just don't want to make this sentence so cruel. Teenagers love chasing dreams... and I am the eternal boy king.

"Humans don't need gods, we don't need religion. We just need each other.

His plan is complete.

Although the tower of the mind is still under construction, people's resistance to the fusion of consciousness is much smaller than he imagined.

Maybe it's because of the game he made that made people experience the wonderful experience of connecting with others. Although it looks like an ordinary game platform on the surface, the private goods stuffed into it are the key point—it provides a trial version of thinking integration.

It is not simply uploading ideas, but uploading feelings, thoughts, and logic together, so that anyone can get real "personal experience" and mutual understanding without any mistakes. Three years have passed, and people have already fallen in love with it. , and even some rely on this fusion. In fact, in the moment of communion between each person, they can reach an understanding, and on the basis of understanding is love and trust.

People will seek common ground while reserving differences, and their personal will has not been erased, but immersed in unprecedented fanaticism and joy, immersed in trust and love for each other.

At the same time, the abnormal situation that the witches fell into also reminded him that he did not erase the history of the earth age. Instead, they are made public like all knowledge, as a warning, as they are proud of maintaining their own will in mutual understanding, they face up to the past history, and directly look at the selfish desires they have between each other. The era in which the relationship between them is closer than brothers and newer than father and son has begun. In the end, Forty-Two still made a choice.

He told the most important truth to mankind

Humanity knows every name he ever used, the changes he made in the world, and why he did it. People identify with this natural saint and respect his will instead of worshiping him or worshiping him. Instead, consider him as your own compatriot. own brother.

He is the mediator of biology and machinery, the fusion of technology and psychic energy, the understander of everything in this world-life, the universe, and the ultimate answer to everything.

But beyond that, people agree with his thoughts and respect him as king.

The will of the king runs through everyone's heart. King's blood flows in everyone's body.

They are all children of the dawn. People of Gold.

"When one"

Just then, the bell rang.

His long-awaited Jubilee. Arrived and ended at the same time,

At the same time, the light on the screen in his eyes gradually brightened:

【Complete charging】

[Check the energy storage room. state…

[10% remaining energy]

[Low Power Mode has been turned off]

【Restart…

[Teleportation skills have been restored]

[It is detected that the current reputation is 0 and cannot be recalled]

[Whether to force the termination of the copy]

[Detected that thoughts are anchored]

[Whether to be forced to leave]

"No. Neither

he replied in a low voice.

He sighed softly, turned around and stood up with Yastalu in his arms.

"I'm leaving. Yastaru. God Realm is fully charged.

He whispered: "I'm going...to the God Realm. I'm going to try to find and learn all the technologies brought by the ancient gods. When I learn to control the God Realm, I will come back again.

"Exactly... when is it?

Yastaru hesitated for a moment, and made a soft and waxy voice.

"Fifty years."

He thought for a while, and replied affirmatively: "After fifty years, I will return.

According to the current plan, the giant tower of the mind will be completed in 2050.

The Mind Tower is not a tower.

That is a great building unprecedented in human beings—constructing a mountain composed of gold exhibitions by human power. And the huge floating city above the mountains.

It can continuously absorb the earth and become a part of itself. In the end, perhaps because of this, it can be called a "giant building".

"Teleport me back."

He whispered: "Let me return to the God Realm.

The next moment, as soon as he finished speaking, he returned to the gray ruins that he was already familiar with.

But this time, no battle summary popped up in front of his eyes. Only a short line of words appeared in front of his eyes. A line that is familiar but not the same - [Welcome home, Savior]