"Hope City's hibernation and life support capsules have very mature technologies..."
"There are a lot of life-support pod wreckage in the mycelium-controlled forest..."
"I hope that the city will not provide any maps or directional props to the superpowers who go out to explore..."
"I hope there are no traces of man-made buildings outside the city..."
"The material under Hope City is different from the soil and rock..."
"Hope City's weapons and equipment occasionally show obvious gaps in generation..."
"Hope City was still able to launch rockets decades ago..."
One after another, the doubts accumulated in the past flooded into Lin Qingliu's mind.
All the answers seemed to be explained at this moment.
Yeah, why didn’t I think of it earlier?
Was it because he was instinctively resisting this, or was it because Hope Cheng's secret interference ability had some influence on him?
An unknown amount of time had passed in the consciousness space before Lin Qingliu, who had sorted out everything, suddenly opened his eyes.
9 p.m.—November 5.
In the ninth month after Lin Qingliu came into this world, he finally had a clearer understanding of himself and the current situation of mankind.
"It's night again..."
Lin Qingliu passed through the underground compartment and came to the ground, looking out the window and talking to himself.
This night was destined to be restless, and Lin Qingliu also wanted to add fuel to the fire.
"Let me see how capable Hope City is."
In just a moment, multiple seemingly incompatible abilities burst out from Lin Qingliu's body.
In the not-so-narrow room, a cyclone began to form rapidly.
But this time the cyclone was not meant to destroy, but to lift up his body.
Lin Qingliu's body passed through two floors unhindered and appeared on the top of the house.
He had no intention of stopping, and the cyclone under his feet continued to expand, sending him straight into the sky.
The glimmer in his eyes that represented his ability changed several times, and Lin Qingliu's body began to mutate.
The long-lost paperhanger is online again.
But that’s not all. After changing his human identity, Lin Qingliu’s distortion continued.
Everything he saw, heard, and touched, the special structures belonging to the alien beasts, began to grow slowly on his body.
How can you show your true self to others when doing something like this?
The life of the vest is also a life. After all, it is a big job. If possible, it would be best to put the blame on the alien beast.
Thick fog enveloped his body, and an indistinguishable chaos was quietly rising in the urban area of Hope City.
His body slowly became heavy, and the scales belonging to the fourth-level alien beast slowly emerged from under his skin and began to wrap around his body bit by bit, like a tailor-made mechanical armor.
Three pairs of feathered wings began to extend outward from his back, but they did not begin to flap vigorously. Instead, they protected Lin Qingliu's body from all directions like a shield.
The cyclone continued to rise with a mass of chaos, higher than the city walls, higher than the clouds, and higher than the coverage of the "Holy Shield".
Above the clouds, under the shining of a bright moon, a strange beast that was not huge in size but every part of it looked like a precision instrument opened its eyes.
The cyclone disappeared, and three pairs of wings flapped up and down, leaving Lin Qingliu stranded in the air.
He gazed far into the distance with his eyes beneath the scales, and finally he saw the central spire that he had usually ignored.
It just stood quietly in the center of Hope City, and the length of the part buried underground was unknown.
The area surrounding the spire is a barren landscape with a number of wide, flat sections of road dotted across it like a spider web.
Lin Qingliu, who was high in the sky, could clearly see that those road sections connected all the centers of Hope City, such as the main building of the research institute, the factory office center, and the military headquarters.
The spire is gray-black in color overall, with clear and hard lines on its surface as if it had been cut by a knife or an axe.
Whenever the height reaches a certain distance, the spire will use a sharp wedge-shaped change to reduce part of its own cross-sectional area until the four-sided spire reaches the sky.
Looking closely, there are numerous large, fine scratches on the spire, each of which looks like it was caused by a sword dozens of meters long being swung hard on it.
Many of the radiating structures extending outward have now disappeared, as if there was originally something there.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
High in the sky, Lin Qingliu, beneath his armored scales, let out a laugh that only he could hear.
The history books of Hope City did not lie. The so-called meteorite did exist and did hit the planet.
The only thing they concealed was that the meteorite was the spire standing in the center of Hope City - a giant spaceship that spanned time and was beyond everyone's imagination.
Human beings are the ones who are coming.
It all makes sense.
After confirming his conjecture, Lin Qingliu was able to piece together the general outline of real history through thinking and reasoning:
Perhaps fifty-two years ago, or perhaps even longer ago, a human spaceship crashed, or made an emergency landing on this planet.
During the descent, the spacecraft lost many important parts, such as some chambers that contained animal samples and some chambers that were filled with hibernation pods and dormant humans.
Those important cabins were captured, analyzed, assimilated, and replicated by the native creatures of the planet. As a result, a tide of beasts was formed and the supreme will of the mycelium was born.
The spacecraft was undoubtedly unable to continue sailing, so the remaining humans began to establish a new base on this planet.
They transformed the area around the spire into a habitable environment, awakened the dormant humans and began to reproduce here.
The huge space around the spire is more like a product of the leveling of the huge crater caused by the impact than a plain.
Everything was moving in a good direction until the beast tide was born.
What happened next is probably history as we all know it.
Although some plots still have minor bugs that have not been resolved, such as why humans do not remember their glorious past, Lin Qingliu believes that he has mastered the framework of known history.
Under the cold moonlight, Lin Qingliu, who had been in this world for more than half a year, felt lonely for the first time.
Man is a collection of social relations. As a soul from another world, he does not have much sense of belonging to this world.
If he hadn't expected to "become a god" in his golden finger, he would have preferred to be a normal person who made a living by writing and did nothing, just like in his previous life.
But unfortunately, this is a post-apocalyptic setting, and everyone lives in high depression and boredom.
With the help of Goldfinger, he has established solid and interesting social relationships, but now a secret known only to a few begins to destroy it all.
He couldn't help but start thinking, is there any deep meaning behind hiding the glorious past of mankind? If possible, Lin Qingliu hopes to have a face-to-face talk with the congressmen, but in the form of a knife to their neck.
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