【Death cannot boast that you wander in his shadow,】
【Because you are as long as time in my immortal poem. 】
【——"Shakespeare's Sonnets 16"】
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The moment the last code arrived, the gods were imprisoned as electronic ghosts and dragged into a space invisible to the naked eye.
The moment the confinement was formed, Su Mingan followed the god and stepped into it.
He wanted to have one last chat with the gods.
White data flashed around him. Everything in the confined space was imagined by the imprisoned person, just like the imprisoned person's dream.
The dreamland of God is a vast wilderness.
Under the distant sunlight, the god stood there, next to an old piano, which automatically played a chaotic sound. He was like an exile far away from his homeland, standing alone, with his black hair blowing in the wind.
"Su Mingan."
When Su Mingan approached the god, the god spoke softly:
"You win."
Su Mingan paused and said:
"It's the billions and billions of people in the ruined world who won."
"Nine seats won."
"Asa Aktor won."
"It doesn't matter, it's all the same." The god shook his head.
Su Mingan walked to the side of the god. The two of them stared at the sunlight in the distance, and ginkgo leaves fell on their shoulders.
"By the way, you haven't seen what I look like yet," said the god.
Su Ming'an stared at the god until the god turned his head.
——revealing a face similar to Akto’s.
Soft eyebrows and dark grey pupils have both oriental softness and western depth. If she smiles, with the corners of her eyes raised, she can make people feel like spring breeze.
"Su Ming'an, have you heard of 'Original'?" The god said, "Have you ever thought that in this vast world, there might be people with similar temperaments to you? Your hobbies, personalities, and ideals are very similar, to the point where you can look in the mirror?"
Su Mingan: "Original?"
The god said: "That is the most primitive form of human beings, like a reflection in water."
Su Mingan said: "I don't understand."
The god smiled:
"Su Ming'an - if you were born in Praya, you would become 'Su Lin'. If Su Lin was born in Zhai Xing, he would become 'Su Ming' - this is 'Original'."
"If Ak-tor was born in my civilization, he would become a 'god'. If I were born in a ruined world, I would be 'Asa Ak-tor'."
The god's words caused Su Mingan's face to change drastically.
He stepped back and considered the philosophy of the god's words.
“Everything about human beings starts from innate nature, and then gradually synthesizes into a complete person through acquired experience. When experience and experience do not begin to fabricate us, our ‘origin’ is the same.”
"When our experiences begin to distort us, humans begin to be divided into classes. Babies who are born similar will undergo earth-shaking changes in their acquired personalities when they enter different families, thus shaping different 'people'."
"Babies from poor families will treasure their hard-earned material conditions more. Babies from wealthy families tend to look beyond money. Their division has just begun. Other conditions are the same - the degree of care from the original family, the personalities of the friends around them, unique experiences... all of which will gradually begin to shape this 'original soil'."
"If Lin Guang had all of Lu Shu's life experiences and had your friendship from the beginning, would he become the 'Lu Shu' of today? If Lu Shu had suffered the cold stares and fear of the people 2,300 times like Lin Guang, and did not know what love was, and could only feel it through self-mutilation, would he become the 'Lin Guang' of today?"
"Su Mingan, this is 'Original'."
"There are countless similarities between civilizations, including the appearance, temperament, and surnames of some people, just like what you have seen before..."
"[Ajinni Refrigeration Refrigerator]."
The god's words left the entire live broadcast room dumbfounded.
Su Mingan pressed his chest and suppressed his rapid breathing.
"The Ninth World--!" he shouted.
The god paused for a moment, with a hint of smile in his eyes:
"Su Mingan, how do you want to understand it? Future timelines, different original worlds, worlds with the same name, or malicious intent from the organizers? I don't have an answer to this question either."
"Then why is Noah like Noel, Lin Guang like Lu Shu, and why are there so many correspondences between the ruins world and Zhai Xing? I don't believe that an 'original' can answer the question." Su Mingan asked immediately: "What is the century catastrophe? Why did the Dawn System come into being?"
The god said softly, "Go back and ask the Dawn System about these questions yourself."
Su Mingan was stunned for a moment.
The god just raised his head and looked at the sunshine in the distance.
He was trapped here and couldn't see anything.
His civilization was crumbling.
And he couldn't return home.
"The war of civilizations... can only be a fight to the death. The losing side will lose everything, and tens of billions of people will die..." The god said sadly:
"You defeated my civilization. My 'Source of Civilization' will belong to the Ruins World. I think your civilization will be able to survive."
"If we are honest with each other, Su Mingan, we can be friends. We are the same kind of people who can understand each other.
"But we have to be strangers because we have to fulfill our mission. This is our own choice... because this is who we are."
"'Such a person?'" Su Ming'an said softly.
"Idealist," said the god.
"Determined, rational, crazy, silent, misunderstood, desperate."
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