"What's the matter?" I said.
The child stood up and said, "Teacher, when are we going to die? Can you tell us?"
Her voice echoed in the classroom and her expression was innocent.
Reincarnation requires storing the soul and information in the hard drive of life, and once the soul is gone, the person can no longer survive. Therefore, if you want this generation of children to live forever in the underworld, they need to "save" themselves before they die.
So I answered, "You can die at any time. If you feel that you will not live long, tell the teacher in time and ask the teacher to save your body. If you die too quickly and don't have time to save your body, there will be no reincarnation. So theoretically, the sooner you die, the safer it is, but you can also wait until the end of your life to save your body."
...What kind of answer is this from Li Mingyue? It’s too cold.
But I don't want to stray from the historical trace, so I won't interfere with the words and actions of this body.
After hearing such a cold answer, several children burst into tears.
"...Stop crying." I felt myself opening my mouth and speaking to the child who was about twelve or thirteen years old, my voice still cold.
...Li Mingyue a thousand years ago was really not good at dealing with children. Couldn't her tone be softer?
But I soon found out what Li Mingyue was thinking. After all, his thoughts would also affect me in real time.
...I thought this tone was already considered soft.
In the classroom, the crying gradually became louder.
"Teacher Xia told us... that we might never be able to leave again... is that true..."
"Are we reincarnated as the next generation? Teacher, can you tell me..."
"Will I really die...I don't want to die..."
The crying sounds continued in a row and I was at a loss as to what to do with the child.
At this time, Xia Jiawen came to the rescue in time. He ran to the children like the wind and stuffed a candy into each of them. Soon, the children took the candy and their crying stopped.
Xia Jiawen looked at me helplessly and said softly, "Mingyue. The children are still young and cannot understand many things. Sometimes you might as well give them a piece of candy instead of telling them a lot of truth."
His address became much more intimate, and when the Millennium Plan was not involved, Xia Jiawen's attitude was not so solemn, and he treated it as if he was treating a long-time friend.
I didn't say anything.
——But which is heavier, the candy or the guillotine that is destined to fall?
Do the children know their responsibility, is death?
…
Xia Jiawen arranged a room for me, located at the top of the experimental city. Coincidentally, this room was exactly the room that Hei Que arranged for me a thousand years later.
There is no piano in the room now, and no coffee or sweet cookies on the table. I sit on the bed, watching the sunset outside the window slowly set.
I suddenly felt a strong sense of wrongness.
It seems that someone will knock on the door, bring me a cup of coffee, and ask me if the piano score he wrote is good. However, whether in the past or in the future, the young man who named himself "Su Mingan-3030" is dead. There will no longer be a black-haired, purple-eyed girl sitting alone on a chair on the rooftop, waiting for the sound of her heartbeat to gradually increase.
I looked at my fingers. On the blue ring of time, the names of Hei Que and Su Wensheng had already appeared. They were densely arranged with other names, as if a continuous forest of steles had been established between my fingers.
I walked up the corridor. The blood-red warning lights did not sound, the central control room had not yet been activated, and nothing had happened. I walked to three-quarters of the corridor, where Su Wensheng died.
I stood here for a long time.
I seemed to see a young man wearing black earrings walking towards me.
I started walking again as the sun began to set.
Last time I pushed open the door in the corridor, I saw young people who looked exactly like me playing the piano, cooking, live-streaming, and reading. Now when I pushed open the door, there were only a few children doing their homework in the room. It seemed that this was their student dormitory, filled with the atmosphere of daily life.
This strikes me as wrong.
When they saw me push the door open, the children looked up. One of the boys, about fourteen or fifteen years old, asked, "Teacher Li, what can I do for you?"
I pulled the corner of my mouth and asked casually, "Are you used to living here?"
Although they were destined to be unable to leave Jiuyou, it was safe here and no outsiders would affect their lives here. This was an isolated island that would wait for a thousand years.
"It's pretty good! We won't be hungry, we won't be cold, and we have books to read!" responded the skinny little boy. His name is Xiao Hou.
"We can still celebrate tomorrow!"
"Teacher Xia said that we can put the gifts next to the peace tree. Then fireworks will be set off at night and we can open the gifts together!"
"Teacher, look, this is the Gundam I built with my own hands." The boy with short hair handed over a small robot. His name is Xiaolong and he likes to build machines.
"Teacher, look, this is the board game I designed myself!" The boy with semi-long hair held up a box. His name was Lin Shuo.
"This is the instrument I made myself, teacher, look..."
"I heard that some girls made cookies and chocolates. It would be nice if I could eat them. I haven't had any desserts recently. Teacher Xia said that I'm overweight and can't eat them anymore."
"Haha, Teacher Xia is just concerned about you! If it were an ordinary teacher, facing thousands of students, who would remember your physical condition one by one? Only Teacher Xia can do that..."
"Teacher Li, let's celebrate the festival together tomorrow!"
The children were very enthusiastic.
I can see their intelligence, an intelligence that is favored by the world. The exquisite board games they designed themselves, the pleasant musical instruments they made themselves... These children were selected into Jiuyou to be trained as researchers and reincarnated, and each of them was extremely talented.
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