The old man sighed, his body gradually weakening, and Lin Qingliu could see that what he said about apoptosis was not false.

"In my research on evolution and learning, I run into a lot of weird questions, and one of the biggest is why we don't really have the ability to use tools.

“It took me a very long time to break through the limitations a little bit. The humans you saw when you landed have actually been resurrected by me to a limited extent. They have been helping me study myself.

“And not long ago, at the end of the study, it all made sense.

"These humans found some special codes in my genes that indicate that mycelium was created by higher life forms, and that this explains why we can't do certain things.

"Devour and assimilation are our instincts. All living things on a planet will eventually become a part of us.

“And when that goal is achieved, what happens?”

The old man suddenly laughed, and he was laughing so hard in his sea of consciousness that it seemed as if he would disappear in the next second.

“The answer is death.

"That's why I can commit suicide, because it's in our genes. We can't use tools, we can't completely leave a planet, the only thing we can do is devour.

"After consuming all that can be consumed, our genes will direct us to a 'natural' death, which leaves behind a special kind of biomass, a biomass that... our Creator desires.

"After all, we are just biological products. What's the point of living? The whole purpose of living is to end up being someone else's meal.

"The pattern I just showed you was extracted from my genes. It's a pity that you don't know anything about it, because even things like us would like to know more about our creator."

"Is this why you committed suicide?"

Lin Qingliu was even a little obsessed with this story, but after all, the people on the other side were just non-human creatures pretending to be humans, so it was difficult for him to empathize with them.

"Of course not only that."

Atropos's consciousness had become semi-transparent, and his voice was so weak that it felt as if he was speaking.

“I just said that we are biological products created by higher-level life forms. So how do they, our creators, know that it is time to harvest a planet?

"The answer is 'us'. Once all the hyphae on this planet die, it will appear in their monitoring that the planet is 'mature' and it is time to harvest.

"Do you think that by this time, it will be possible for humans on this planet to survive?"

Having said this, Atropos no longer looked at Lin Qingliu, as if his answer was no longer important.

"So, for the survival of mankind, you have to ensure the survival of mycelium. We either live together or die together. The truth is so ridiculous.

“This is my sea of consciousness. I can’t lie here. The biomass that will be formed after my death will prove it all.

"This is my last resort. In order to keep my tribe going, this is the only way.

“I thought the mycelium would cover the entire land, but now it seems that this may not be possible.

"Since my consciousness was born, I have been driven by instinct. After I gained reason, I devoted myself to the continuation of my race.

"I too have sought the truth, but the end was only an incomprehensible nothingness.

"I have done my best for my people, my compatriots, and the future. I cannot live for myself, but at least I can die for myself, which means I am living up to the name.

"Goodbye, human."

After saying the last sentence, Atropos disappeared completely in the sea of consciousness. Both the various buildings and the sea of consciousness itself were rapidly collapsing and dissolving.

A strand of Lin Qingliu's thoughts returned to his body, and the world outside had begun to undergo earth-shaking changes.

The death of Atropos did not occur from the outside to the inside, but every hyphae covering a huge area began and ended at the same time.

Whether it was the humans resurrected by Atropos, the deformed beasts born from research and experiments, or even the plants with partial analytical superpowers, they were all dying at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The whole world seemed to begin to melt. No matter what kind of living creature it was, it eventually turned into liquid like raindrops, spreading on the ground with its own color, like a bucket of paint that had not been evenly stirred.

These rainbow-like liquids flowed over the backs of Lin Qingliu's feet and gathered into streams on the ground, but because the terrain was too flat, no one knew where they would flow.

At this moment, Lin Qingliu was absolutely certain that Atropos was completely dead.

But he was not happy at all. This was certainly not because of the tragic fate of his enemy, but because Atropos used his death to tell Lin Qingliu a fact -

The universe might not be safe, and the time left for him... didn't seem to be sufficient.

Lin Qingliu stretched out his hand slightly forward, and a drop of falling rainbow-colored liquid was trapped in the air.

He put the drop of liquid into his own space, and disappeared here in a flash.

The next moment, Lin Qingliu appeared on the top of the city of Hope. The human counterattack had begun, and countless bloody battlefields were being opened up.

Without Klotho's command, the strange beasts were like a pile of scattered sand and could only rely on instinct to fight humans.

However, countless extinct species on the road of evolution have proved one thing: wildness has no chance of winning in the face of human cooperation.

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