[Si Yi looked at the pen in Su Ming'an's hand in astonishment, as if she didn't understand why he had this.
"you……"】
…
She is the supreme ruler of the Floating City of the Day.
——And the little magpie is her supreme master.
…
Siyi floated in the white space. She felt that everything was like a drama. Reversals always surrounded her and swallowed up her pitiful heart.
You...why are you a little magpie.
Why do you look like this even though you're back?
Why are you standing in front of me but seeming not to know me?
"You forgot... the childhood monster you defeated."
"Is it gnawing at you, or is it gnawing at me?"
"Little magpie."
In her bedside table, which she never opened to outsiders, there was a bunch of wheat ears that would never deteriorate.
He was waiting for it to be given to him, as he had not eaten wheat for a long time.
…
——But he forgot the wheat.
——But is wheat no longer worthy of him?
…
[Final Scene: ]
[“Siyi, I must tell you that even in our pirated game, the contradiction between the bride and groom in terms of male and female reproduction is too sharp. You must fine-tune your story.”]
[“Ha, haha…? Really? After thousands of years, it’s still the same, still the same…”]
[“But I’ve thought about it. If you change ‘groom’ to ‘adult’, ‘bride’ to ‘child’, and ‘right to marry’ to ‘right to educate’, then it will pass the review - because it is in line with reality. People will question why the groom controls the bride, but they will not question why the adult controls the child.”]
[“I understand… Shen Xue, I’ve fixed it.”]
[“Well, I have another question. In your story…what exactly is the virus that suddenly appeared? It appeared inexplicably and suddenly took away people’s ability to reproduce.”]
【"Oh……"】
…
Siyi told the other party the answer——
In the story context of Floating City, adults bring children into being by “writing about children”.
However, society's standards of excellence make adults only want to write templated "children" - children, you must get good grades, you must be well-behaved and obedient, you must find a good job... So, as all children become identical copies, no more "children" are born.
…
[Yesterday, the village youth Oppa told Xiao Si Que that although he was only a teenager, Oppa felt that his life as an animal had come to an end... It had been a long time since he last felt happy. Oppa felt that he was just a replicant like other people, and he could see his future life from the people around him.]
…
Siyi looked towards the end of the floating city. In the distance, the light of the light rail was on. Office workers sat numbly in the windows, like pieces of wheat that had been cut down. The colorful light floated across the glass in front of them, like a cage that was divided into complete and narrow rooms.
——What is the virus that has penetrated into the bone marrow of the floating city?
It is not any physiological pollution, nor is it any pathogen that changes cells, nor is it a deus ex machina from the outside world.
It's just...
…
[… “Your Highness himself.”]
…
The moment when adults voluntarily gave up the power to write colorful children and only wanted to cultivate "excellent children" in a templated way -
The "virus" has penetrated deep into their brains.
Creators have lost their colorful inspirations and can only write assembly-line templated content, so they themselves have become viruses that cannot write anything.
——The children in MapleStory are no longer willing to fly here, because there are no more sugar bowls, stars, and treasures here.
…
Su Mingan raised his feather pen.
He had read everything about the story of "Floating City in the Daytime", its birth, its maturity, and its ending...
He finally began to use Si Que's feather pen to rewrite the story.
I want--
…
[Siyi, I have arrived at the Royal City. From today on, I will start writing a diary.]
[Second Era Year 150, Winter.]
[The snow in the Royal City is colder than in Tara Village. Perhaps it is because there are not enough bonfires. People here always prefer to use glass lamps.]
[Although I know that you can't leave the village and can't read my diary, I will keep writing. ]
…
Su Mingan moved the feather pen slightly, and wrote on Siyi's head -
[Siyi did not sacrifice herself to the Mechanical Mother Goddess. She discussed with the protagonists how to solve the problem of reproduction in the floating city.]
…
[Second Era 151, Spring.]
[Siyi, the sun is shining brightly today. ]
[Qiao hired a tutor for me. Everything here is good. Literature, singing, piano, history...]
[The villagers settled down near the royal city. The bridge provided them with jobs, and everyone lived a good life.]
[Grandma Martha brought me wheat again. She was obviously not able to walk such a long distance, but she still insisted on coming. I am very grateful to her. She is like my grandma.]
…
After Su Mingan thought about it, he moved his feather pen again——
[After discussion, the clever Xiao Nuo suggested that since the foreign travelers did not have the virus, why not let the floating city fall to the ground and start accepting outsiders? ]
[Outsiders have not fallen into a numb life, they can write about colorful children, right? ]
…
[Second Era 152, winter.]
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