For people around the world, the night of the 15th day of the sixth lunar month in Washington is a dramatic, dreamlike, and unforgettable night.
On this moonlit night, they fought madly, roared in despair and anger, and finally embraced each other in ecstatic joy.
This was a night that the survivors would cherish for the rest of their lives, and a night that marked the world's return to normalcy after its collapse.
When everyone followed the running long-haired youth and the long lantern lit by the forest spirits in the darkness to find another silver flower field, the more than two thousand survivors were deeply moved by the beautiful and tranquil scene, and then embraced each other with tears streaming down their faces.
"There's still a field of golden flowers! We can continue making antidotes! There won't be any more mutated zombies in the world!"
"God, you are still merciful! You haven't let this world fall into despair!"
"Mom! Mom, there's still hope for you! You can recover! You definitely can recover!"
"Captain Chi! You must hold on no matter what. You'll be fine once you take the antidote!"
Amidst the chaos of everyone embracing, Si Mingri was also patted hard on the shoulder and rubbed on the head by Grandpa Zhong beside him.
"Good lad! Good lad! We won this battle!"
Si Mingri had just grinned from his wheelchair when Ye Renxiao excitedly pounced on him, grabbed him by the waist, and lifted him up!
We won!
We won!
Meanwhile, giant eagles circled in the sky, and the wolf king howled on the battlefield to call back the animals that had joined the fight. Amidst a joyful atmosphere, they quietly disappeared into the forest.
They came here solely for revenge and to repay a debt of gratitude, and perhaps also out of a desire to protect the world.
After the battle, it's time to return to the forest.
Seeing the animals leave, Si Mingri suddenly remembered a question that had been bothering him for a while.
Using the wild man's lift-up position above the crowd, the reappearance of moonlight in the sky, and the silver flowers on the ground, he searched for the figure of a certain person among these people who were crying tears of joy.
However, no matter what he did, he couldn't find the long-haired youth who should have been very conspicuous and easily spotted in a crowd.
He looked carefully through the crowd for a long time, but ultimately found no trace of the person.
It's like... it vanished into thin air.
Along with him disappeared his companions who had been smiling and waiting to pick him up on the plane.
Si Mingri's mood changed rapidly in a short period of time, from shock to doubt, from doubt to disappointment, and finally settled into a calm that she had expected.
So, is it really like in fairy tales, where the hero saves the world and then disappears or leaves?
Si Mingri pursed his lips.
He suddenly felt a pang of regret, wishing he could have moved his wheelchair faster to catch up with the elfin-like young man in white and see him one last time before he disappeared.
At the very least, you should say thank you to him.
While Si Mingri's expression remained inscrutable, the savage boy excitedly holding up his weapon also remembered his savior, the wolf, and the long-haired youth who resembled the moon god Rames.
He certainly didn't find them either, and even discovered that they had vanished without a trace.
"Ah! We've left...."
Si Mingri lowered his head upon hearing his words, and saw that this person's expression was even calmer than his, even joyful.
"What are you happy about? Aren't you sad that they're gone?"
The first warrior, whose face was covered in patterns and whose skin was brown, smiled very brightly.
"Rames returned to the heavens, back to the land of the gods."
They went where they were supposed to go, so why be sad?
Si Mingri stared at him for a moment before finally letting out a shout and kicking him with her foot: "Put me down."
You're just a big, dumb brute with all muscles and no brains.
Not far behind them, the Ninth Army Commander and Chi Yuanshan listened quietly to their conversation, their eyes sweeping across the crowd before finally exchanging a smile.
Suddenly, Chi Yuanshan remembered the long-haired young man who had passionately told them, "I love my motherland and the world," when they arrived by helicopter.
He was deeply moved at the time, but now, Captain Chi thought, he was indeed tricked by that handsome young man.
The homeland and the world he loves are not here.
But they do love this place.
For the sake of being comrades-in-arms, I won't hold it against them.
I just don't know if we'll ever have the chance to meet again in the rest of our lives.
* * *
On the morning of June 16th in the lunar calendar in Washington, D.C.
The surviving researchers in the Lame Forest worked through the night to create an antidote for the Silver Gold Flower, successfully neutralizing the active mutant toxins in the bodies of the 462 surviving mutants.
Then, Si Mingri extracted the same detoxifying serum from the blood of these detoxifiers, solving the problem that the golden flower field was not large enough to produce enough antidote.
Starting from June 18th in the lunar calendar in Washington, D.C.
Survivors from the Latin American rainforest, along with other mutated survivors from their respective nations who possessed the antidote serum, returned to their homeland and began a journey to detoxify the entire world with the serum.
August 15th in the lunar calendar in Huazhou.
It is the day when the moon is fullest and the moonlight is brightest in the world this year, and it is also a day for family reunion.
In the end, one zombie perished in the flames, and the last infected person returned to normal.
The nightmare of gold that had shrouded the world for more than a hundred days and nights has finally dissipated completely. People look up at the moon to pay tribute and remember.
Si Mingri, in the valley forest, was also looking up at the moon.
Then, under the moonlight, he poured a cup of wine as a libation for the hundreds of graves in the Savage Valley.
In front of the grave closest to him lay a somewhat worn, roughly handcrafted wristwatch. It belonged to his father; he had seen it on the wrist of the savage chieftain when he helped Xiao rebury the savages in the valley.
The reason I remember that watch is because it was made by Si Mingri five years after he left his father, after he had learned basic mechanical manufacturing, and then he gave it to his father.
But after he gave him the watch, he never saw his father again. Shortly after that, Sanchez told him that his father had started a new family and no longer wanted to raise a child who might die at any moment.
He was young and ignorant, and he was filled with hatred and sorrow for his father's abandonment.
But now he knows that his father has never abandoned him, and even though he is not by his side, he is searching the world for a glimmer of hope for him.
Xiao told him that his father had come to the forest first.
He found the Golden Flower.
Upon learning that golden flowers could enhance physical fitness and even cure diseases, he tried every means to bring a few golden flowers back with him.
Initially, both the priest and the tribal chief disagreed.
His father stayed in the tribe for more than ten days, exchanging everything he could and saying everything he could, until finally he used his wristwatch and his better knowledge of planting and storage to exchange for the three golden flowers that Sanchez had shown him.
Later, Sanchez came here once with his father.
The goal is to purchase the Golden Flower from the Exchange Tribe.
But the high priest and the tribal chief firmly rejected the deal, and in the end Sanchez only brought back two more golden flowers before starting to cultivate them in his own company.
Around that time, Sanchez's ambition and greed had begun to rise, and his father, who had initially discovered the Golden Flower, became a stumbling block to keeping the secret of the Golden Flower.
“Your father loves you very much. He would give anything for Golden Flower.”
Xiao looked at him: "He's willing to give anything for you."
At that moment, Si Mingri held the watch and burst into tears, but his face showed an unprecedented smile of grievance, wanting to act cute but having no one to hug.
Looking at the tombstone in front of him, Si Mingri said softly, "Dad, you left us too soon in this life."
"In the next life, I will still be your son. I will definitely have a healthy body then. I may not be very smart, but we will never be separated."
"In the next life, I will give you the most precious thing in the world."
Si Mingri sat quietly by the tombstone, gazing at the moon.
Suddenly, a wolf howled from the forest, followed by a jumble of animal sounds, including howls, squeaks, whimpers, and chirps.
Today, there was also the sound of a wild man's happy laughter.
Si Mingri's lips twitched, and he looked up.
Xiao rode on the back of a stag with broken antlers, followed by a large group of increasingly less cute little animals that had grown from cubs to half-grown cubs.
"Awoo!"
The lead wolf cub howled at the moon, followed by a jumble of incoherent cries.
"Tomorrow! Today is the full moon! It's time for us to eat canned food and dog food together again!"
Si Mingri's forehead veins throbbed as he watched the savage happily eating pet food, dog food, and cat food with the animals, and once again cursed him as an idiot in his heart.
"Will you curse me in your heart again tomorrow? It's okay, I don't mind! Anyway, these are the animals that Rames Fugui decided to keep! They are also our neighbors and comrades-in-arms. Rames Fugui has returned to heaven, but I will help him continue his friendship with the animals!"
"So your way of maintaining the relationship is to spend my money to buy pet food and then eat it with them?"
Xiao, sitting among the animals, nodded earnestly.
At this moment, the half-grown beasts beside him, which already looked a bit fierce, began to lick his hair and the animal skins on his body.
It licked the food while shaking its head.
This guy doesn't taste good; he's not as rich and noble as that square-faced fox!
Si Mingri finally lost his temper, rolled his eyes, and returned to his small laboratory in the valley, deciding to research a potion that could make stupid people a little smarter today.
Of course, Golden Flower will not and cannot appear on his research table.
The day after the new golden flower field was discovered and the potion was made, these golden flowers, which had been restored to their golden color by being exposed to sunlight again, seemed to have been thoroughly cleansed. The substances within them that could greatly increase the vitality of humans and animals suddenly disappeared completely.
The flower that once drove the world crazy and then terrified has lost the special power the world bestowed upon it, and has returned to being the most ordinary, beautiful golden flower.
This change puzzled the researchers at various bases, but Si Mingri felt it was the best outcome.
Human greed cannot withstand temptation.
Once Pandora's box is opened, that's enough.
Si Mingri spent almost the entire rest of his life in the Lameian forest.
Perhaps he was too ashamed to face the world that had been thrown into chaos because of him, or perhaps he simply wanted a quiet place to conduct his research without any conflict.
He neither envied the prosperity outside the forest nor felt lonely because of his seclusion in the forest.
At the age of 24, he developed a targeted cancer treatment drug, which earned him the highest award in biopharmaceutics that Sanchez had ever received.
However, he did not attend the award ceremony. Instead, in a live broadcast to the world, he explained that the Golden Liquid was made by his own hands and that the Golden Flower was found for him by his father.
"I don't think the golden flower is the devil's flower."
"I don't think that making liquid gold is a terrible evil."
"On the contrary, for me, the golden flower is the most beautiful thing in my life. It is the most precious gift my father gave me in the world."
"What is truly terrifying is not the exploration and research itself, but greed, selfishness, and a lack of reverence for the world and life."
He was caught in a huge media storm because of this incident.
But who cares? He's still doing his research in the forest, and that savage is still running all over the forest, having a feast with fully grown, plump animals and golden eagles every full moon night, eating canned food.
Then, at the age of twenty-six, he created a new potion and won the highest biological potion award for the second time.
After that, Si Mingri's name would appear on the trophies of the highest scientific awards in pharmacy, mechanics, physics, chemistry, and other fields every one or two years.
He is like the brightest and highest star in the field of research in this era, hanging there proudly, determinedly soaring into the sky.
The world was changed because of him.
But it never went astray; instead, it became even more brilliant.
* * *
Why is Si Mingri considered both the bravest and the most timid researcher of this century?
"I know, I know!!"
"It's because Si Mingri researched at least 139 kinds of drugs to treat cancer or detoxify throughout his life! In order to conduct his research, he often tested poisons on himself or was in extremely dangerous radiation mutation environments!"
"He's the person who developed the most healing potions! He's also created a lot of convenient technological products! Including his Transformer wheelchair! It's awesome!"
"But you haven't explained why he's the most timid researcher?"
"He's not the most cowardly! He just never makes weapons of mass destruction! The only lightsaber he ever made had a special anti-indiscriminate killing program designed, which is why people call him 'cowardly,' but he's not cowardly at all! He just did what he said he would: put a layer of restriction on his desires!"
He is the greatest scientist in Washington State and the world!
"Oh, by the way, there are rumors that he also likes to eat spicy snacks and keep wild men and animals."
"What's so special about that? In his private research lab at the sacred Rames Valley, he even discovered a lot of mythological materials and time-travel novels!"
"Time-travel novels are all about stories of traveling between different worlds, and the divine paintings are mostly about fairies and animals. It is said that in the box he locked, there is also a box full of his research materials."
"What information?! Undiscovered, groundbreaking research?"
"...No, it's 'On How to Effectively Travel Through Worlds,' 'The Feasibility of Changing Species Through Genetic Alterations,' 'An Analysis of the Principles of Transformation in Mythology,' and..."
"as well as?"
"And a stunning picture of a beautiful woman amidst flowers under the moon, and a picture of wild men and animals having a meal together."
"..."
Oh, this.
I really shouldn't have opened that last box. Is the greatest passion of this century's most brilliant scientist really time travel and transformation myths?!
Volume Three: The Cruel Land
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