[If all of humanity places its hope in one person, will civilization fare well?]
"When you read this, the life-and-death game to redeem the planet has already begun."
"All o...
[Every time you encounter a fork in the road, you will enter a story. 】
[Now please answer:]
[Do you value "yourself" or "others" more? ]
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Yueyue was a little confused: "What is this?"
Su Mingan was silent for a moment, then said, "It feels like a strategy to attack the heart. The answer should lead to some kind of result. Let me think about it... I will answer, others."
The amethyst was flickering, the candles on both sides were flickering without wind, and the face of a white-haired man appeared on the mirror. Before Su Mingan could take a closer look, the scene around him suddenly changed drastically -
At the same time, waves of light appeared around Yueyue. Before she could grab Su Mingan's hand, she disappeared in the light.
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Yueyue opened her eyes.
She was standing in a long hospital corridor. Many people, old and wrinkled, were sitting on chairs in the hall, waiting anxiously, with cans of water and bowls of soup at their feet.
Yueyue hadn't seen this kind of scene for a long time. Most people in the world game have regained their youthful beauty, and things like canned water and soup bowls are placed in their personal space. This scene is a bit strange.
No one could see her, she was like a floating ghost, until a voice came from a room: "It's born!"
She seemed to sense something and floated over.
Is this...whose birth?
Until she saw a man striding in.
...That is.
She recognized the man instantly. He looked almost the same as the one on the tombstone. He had a square face and a dignified temperament.
Su Changming.
He hadn't even had time to take off his uniform, and had obviously just returned from work.
Yueyue still remembers this serious uncle. When he was alive, Su Mingan often smiled and had no wounds on his body. Later, Su Mingan seemed to be much quieter. Occasionally when visiting the grave, Yueyue would see him standing in front of the tombstone for a long time, wiping the photo on the tombstone, and standing there for a whole morning.
"It's a boy, very cute." The nurse told Su Changming.
Su Changming's expression did not change. He grinned and said to himself, "Then let's do as Wang'an said. The boy will be named... Ming'an. It has a good meaning."
"My mother and I hope that he will live his whole life..."
"Bright, smooth, and safe."
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Su Mingan opened his eyes.
He saw the planes rising high into the sky, shaped like jackdaws, their sharp cannons outlined on their silver-gray armor.
People outside the window were running away. The scattered white buildings had a sense of beauty of ice and snow, but revealed an extremely technological coldness. The sound-generating instruments in various places repeatedly emitted cold voices:
"From today on, the new god has arrived and the old god has passed away."
"From today on, the new god has arrived and the old god has passed away."
At this time, Su Mingan lowered his head and found that he was holding a book in his hand, as if he was teaching, with complex formulas and patterns floating on the podium.
This is……
He suddenly realized.
...a thousand years ago?
"...Teacher, the new god wants to kill all those who support the old god. General Qin asked me to take you out of the city first!" A handsome young man ran to the door and grabbed Su Mingan's arm.
Su Mingan said subconsciously: "Students..."
He didn't mean to say this, but blurted it out. It seems that he is in a semi-substitution mode, similar to emotional resonance. If he doesn't actively interfere, his body will act on its own.
"The new god won't make things difficult for them! But you are different. In the eyes of the new god, you are a big believer of the old god..." The young man ran out with Su Mingan.
Who am I possessed by?
Su Mingan looked back and saw that the students were quickly collecting data and putting it into their respective USB flash drives. The gods were about to erase history, and people were rushing to preserve it. But Su Mingan knew that these actions were almost useless, the USB flash drives would be destroyed, people would be brainwashed, and in the end nothing would be left.
This was thousands of years ago.
He finally arrived a thousand years ago.
Unlike the records in ancient books, this is not a mythical era full of angels, demons, and burnings at the stake, but an extremely technological era, even one that far exceeds the present era.
A thousand years ago, the level of technology was completely superior to that of a thousand years later. It was as if the times had regressed a thousand years. This was all the work of the gods.
...So far, Su Mingan still doesn't understand why the gods want to erase history. If this era continues to develop for a thousand years, perhaps the level of science and technology can be raised to an unimaginable level, and even starships and wormhole technology can be designed to travel into outer space.
Running on the corridor, Su Mingan overlooked the beauty of the city through the glass - hundreds of tracks crossed the sky, small planes flew across the sky, people used a kind of scooter that could automatically cross mountains and ridges to travel, and had a high-intelligence instrument similar to Adu clipped on their ears. From the city facilities and housing conditions, it can be seen that this city is well-ordered. There are complete facilities for food, clothing, housing and transportation.
But now it’s different, blood is spreading on the clean ground.
Schools were smashed, financial buildings were blown up, and hospitals were broken into. Large numbers of rioters poured into the streets, holding up electric batons that looked like torches, to eliminate those who supported the old gods.
He saw a tall building in the distance, which seemed to be made of a hexagonal prism, and was as clean as a gem. On the rooftop stood a pure white figure. The noble sunlight fell on His shoulders, like a sun descending from the sky.
...gods.
It was He who started this chaos, it was He who ordered the people to riot, and it was He who announced the passing of the old gods.
——An eraser of history, a power-seeker and usurper of the throne.
Thousands of years later, the gods wanted to expel Dieying because Dieying was an invader. What were the gods thinking a thousand years ago?
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