Chapter 120 New Memories: The adjustments made to the three worlds are more...
The adjustment of the three worlds is taking much slower than expected.
World Consciousness and Bei Hua, among others, were extremely busy.
Even the usually gentle and peaceful Bei Hua couldn't help but become irritable, not to mention the four heads of the family, almost all of whom had thick dark circles under their eyes.
The usually aloof Lan family head was no longer indifferent; he now clutched his head and complained of headaches every day.
The head of the Yan family, who always loves beauty, wears slippers, a bun hairstyle, and a cup of refreshing tea every day, looking like she only cares about work and doesn't care about her image.
The Yun family head, who loved to slack off the most, was dragged by Bei Hua to deal with matters in the microscopic world. He no longer dared to slack off openly. In order to stay awake, he never put down the cigarette in his mouth, and his hair had long been scratched into a bird's nest.
The youngest member of the Bai family, the head of the family, had lost his usual lively and cheerful innocence. He sat slumped on the ground, looking completely drained, and was occasionally called over by the world's consciousness to help him.
As for world consciousness, he was in the best condition among them. After all, only his head could move at present. Due to the fragmentation problem, his divine sense could not travel very far. He could only ask the Bai family head to pass on messages to him from time to time, and could no longer do anything.
Therefore, he had the most time to play with Sang Zhitao.
"Flower, what do you want to eat today? The food in our Giant World is quite unique!"
When Sang Zhitao heard the world consciousness ask this question, she hesitated for a moment before saying, "Forget it, the food you make would be considered culinary disaster in the face of a great catastrophe."
Before the world consciousness could speak again, she continued, "It's strange. We used to be a great food nation. Logically speaking, even if many books disappeared due to a major disaster, the pursuit of food ingrained in our genes shouldn't have disappeared. Besides, weren't there still many people alive back then? How did you manage to take such outrageous medications and cook such outrageous dishes?"
The World Consciousness twitched its lips, briefly recalling that chaotic period of the past, and said helplessly, "Back then, everyone was affected by radiation, and many people..."
He paused for a moment, then organized his thoughts: "Everyone's brains are affected, that's why they acted that way."
Sang Zhitao raised an eyebrow: "And then what? Didn't they even develop a system for shrinking ancient buildings? They're not idiots, are they?"
The World Consciousness sighed and explained, "By then, there's nothing that can be done; most of the older generation are already dead."
Sang Zhitao couldn't help but roll her eyes: "You are the world consciousness, so you should know a lot of things. Why don't you tell them?"
The World Consciousness said helplessly, "There's nothing I can do. The dissection was too severe back then, and I've forgotten a lot of things."
Sang Zhitao raised an eyebrow, then clapped her hands in sudden realization: "Oh right, I forgot, even world consciousness needs to study hard."
The World Consciousness suddenly smiled: "Don't worry, I will teach you properly in the future."
Sang Zhitao's almond-shaped eyes instantly turned into dead fish eyes as she looked at him, and a figure immediately appeared in her mind.
"My dear child, study hard! The more you know, the faster you can restore and save the world when a great disaster strikes!"
Thinking of that tall, smiling figure and that vast knowledge base capable of crushing the consciousness of an entire world, Sang Zhitao instinctively shuddered and quickly said, "No, I'm still a baby!"
The World Consciousness laughed heartily: "Hahaha, don't worry, don't worry, you saved me, I will definitely show mercy."
Sang Zhitao had a bad feeling. To prevent her future self from suffering, she stood up and wanted to run to the world consciousness to persuade it again, when the palace door was suddenly pushed open.
Liang Mo strode in and respectfully said to the two of them, "The matter is settled. Everyone has been made up and most people have moved outside the dome."
Hearing her say that, Sang Zhitao lost all interest in anything else and rushed to Liang Mo, looking at her excitedly: "Really? Can I absorb the world fragments today?"
Liang Mo glanced at the world consciousness before smiling and saying, "Not today, let's do it in three days. We've arranged a ceremony."
Upon hearing Liang Mo's words, Sang Zhitao quickly turned to look at the World Consciousness.
Seeing the anticipation in her eyes, World Consciousness smiled and said, "Let's consider it a memento for the children."
Sang Zhitao suppressed her excitement, thought for a moment, and nodded in agreement to their arrangements.
Although time always seems to pass slowly while waiting, Sang Zhitao, with her friends by her side, felt that time flew by. It was as if she hadn't finished saying goodbye, hadn't had enough of her delicious food, and that her time to leave had already come.
"Did the dome just disappear like that?" The giants who witnessed the dome's disappearance looked somewhat bewildered.
“Disappearance…it’s a good thing, isn’t it…” His wife, standing beside him, gently pulled the child into her arms.
"I don't know... I just have a feeling I can't quite put my finger on." The giant's eyes were fixed on the dome.
His wife gently put her arm around his shoulder: "We've finally left the dome, and the children no longer have to eat bitter herbs every day. Isn't that a good thing?"
The giant sighed, "That's true, but... if we don't need to grow herbs anymore, what should we do?"
This is not just a question for one giant, but a concern for all growers.
When they lived in the dome, they were highly respected because they could cultivate medicinal herbs. In particular, the senior growers were all sought after by thousands and enjoyed wealth and fame in a high position.
But now, with the planet restored and everyone's bodies back to normal, herbs are no longer sought after by the public, and their status has plummeted.
This is one of the reasons why the adjustment process of the three worlds is so difficult.
Initially, everyone imagined that the bubble people would be the hardest to accept, but unexpectedly, the giants in the giant world were the ones who caused the most trouble.
Growers fear losing their status and wealth, while ordinary people worry that without growers, their children will no longer have a bright future.
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People's expectations for healthy offspring far exceeded their expectations for the uncertain future, since not all giants can become intermediate or advanced planters.
Ultimately, the resistance was forcefully suppressed by the world's consciousness, and the disappearance of the dome became an inevitable outcome.
"The managers said they would make arrangements for us, and even if we can't become herb growers, we can still become plant researchers, right?" The giant's wife smiled and reassured her confused husband.
The giant looked around and sighed softly: "Anyway, my ambitions don't lie in this. If it weren't for my family back then... Now it's a good idea, I guess. I can choose my own life."
His wife smiled and pushed the child into his arms: "You can help me take care of the child first."
The giant held the child in his arms and smiled gently: "Of course, that's no problem."
Whether people want it or not, whether it's voluntary or forced, the disappearance of the dome, under the recognition of the world's consciousness, will ultimately lead to its disappearance.
Sang Zhitao was carried by the administrator to the location of the world fragment.
"So, once it's gone, you can go back to normal." Sang Zhitao sat obediently in the other person's lap.
The administrator smiled and nodded: "After all, I am only a mortal, so it's normal that I can't handle the world's consciousness. At the beginning, I could barely even blink. Fortunately, it started slicing again at that time, otherwise..."
He didn't say it aloud, but Sang Zhitao understood his meaning. She smiled and didn't reply.
The manager wasn't surprised by her appearance and laughed as he lifted her up, saying, "Then everything is in your hands, Miracle."
Looking at the world fragments that were still some distance away from her, Sang Zhitao subconsciously closed her eyes and instinctively stretched out her hands.
The administrator watched her as she slowly flew towards the fragments of the world.
The fragments of the world burst forth with blinding light, and Sang Zhitao was swallowed by the light, her figure disappearing into it.
The manager was not surprised; this was a scenario that the world's consciousness had already foreseen. He stood quietly to the side, waiting for the miracle they had been hoping for to return.
After Sang Zhitao merged with the light, she felt a sudden dizziness, as if she had been punched.
When she returned to Qingming, the scene before her eyes had transformed into the shape of Earth.
She floated high in the clouds, while people below toiled, and in the city not far away, kings and ministers discussed state affairs.
“Earth…the source of all worlds, it’s truly a miracle that consciousness could be born here.” A tall figure behind her looked at her with a smile.
Sang Zhitao turned her head and saw a woman whose appearance was indescribable. You couldn't say whether she was beautiful or ugly. When you saw her, you only felt that she was the source of all light in the world.
"Who...are you...?" Sang Zhitao felt her mind was completely foggy, making it difficult for her to even speak.
“I am a tree,” the woman said with a smile. “My world was once very powerful.”
"Tree?" Sang Zhitao tilted her head, looking at the woman with a puzzled expression.
The woman, who was also a tree, smiled and lifted her up from the clouds: "I am the consciousness of another world. My world was destroyed, and you saved me."
"Me?" Sang Zhitao pointed to herself in confusion.
The tree nodded, hugged her, and turned to look into the distance: "You have power you don't know. You are the source of everything and the salvation of everything. You are a miracle we dare not expect."
Before Sang Zhitao could speak again, the tree carried her down from the clouds, transforming into a human form on the ground.
"You still have a lot to learn, but luckily we have plenty of time..." The tree hugged her and greeted the farmers.
Looking at the tattered clothes of those people, and then looking down at herself, Sang Zhitao gained a glimpse of the meaning behind their gazes—awe and fear.
Time seemed to pass quickly. When the tree carried her back to the clouds, the dynasty was heading towards its demise, and they met their second companion in the clouds.
She was a very strange woman. Half of her face was covered with iron plates, and her eyes were always cold, only showing a hint of tenderness when she saw Sang Zhitao. She said her name was Duan.
Later, Sang Zhitao met many companions. Each of them was very strong, but she always felt that they were also very fragile.
Under their tutelage, Sang Zhitao's mind became clearer and her strength increased...
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