Chapter 686 The Disappearance of the Seventh Generation of Civilization
Star-Chasing Covenant, Redstone City.
This town, which was built according to the original mountain settlement, has taken shape after a year of construction. It has attracted people from various settlements around to live here, and some wanderers have also stopped here because of the good environment in the city.
In January, everything that happened in the distant southern continent had not yet been heard here. The cold current of the severe winter began to weaken after the peak period, and the temperature gradually rose.
In the nursery, Tilan sat on a chair, surrounded by many children. They were all children of residents in the city, but many families lacked the conditions to raise children, so the Star-Chasing Covenant would gather these children in the nursery for care.
"Sister Heshia, can you tell us a story again?" The girl would occasionally come here to see how the children were doing, and sometimes sit down to tell them stories.
Compared with the boring and monotonous life of the people on this land, the stories told by Heshia had a sense of exotic freshness, which attracted these children.
"Okay, today I will tell you the story of four cotton ducks fighting the Dark Fire King." Tilan had heard this story from Lisa, the great-granddaughter of Grandma He.
"... So in the end, the big devil was defeated by our super love candy bombs, and he said that this was the taste he missed and liked the most..." Tilan told the ending of the story based on her memories.
To be honest, there are many illogical parts in fairy tales, but this does not affect children's love. They are more likely to accept and immerse themselves in the fantastic plots.
After telling this story, many children were still not satisfied, and surrounded Tilan and chattered about their own ideas. Some speculated about the development of the story, and some were curious about the details that were not mentioned.
The girl smiled and explained one by one, and it took a while to satisfy the children's curiosity.
At this time, the children pestered Heshia to continue telling the next story.
"Tell another one, Sister Heshia~" Several children shook Tilan's sleeves.
Although Heshia liked these children very much, it was really late and she had to leave.
Before she stood up to say goodbye, a familiar breath came from behind her. Orlesi protected Tilan with both hands, blocking Tilan like an old hen covering her chicks with her wings.
"You are not allowed to let Tilan tell stories again." She was a little jealous because these children took away all the attention Tilan originally paid to her.
Tilan was usually busy and had little free time. Now she had to spend a lot of time here. Orlesi became unhappy after a long time. On the one hand, she felt that these children had taken Tilan away, and on the other hand, she felt that these children were too greedy. Obviously, she didn't dare to ask Tilan for so many things.
"Sister Orlesi." Seeing Orlesi protecting Tilan, the children shouted her name, some of them admired her, and some of them were afraid.
Orlesi was very beautiful, and many little girls and boys admired and liked her, but Orlesi was not as easy to get along with as Tilan. Once she was angry, the children would feel instinctively afraid.
"Okay, Orlesi." Tilan touched Orlesi's back and hair to comfort her slightly anxious mood.
Because she was a singer, even a little unhappiness and dislike would bring a mental shock to these children.
Half a minute later, Orles's mood quickly stabilized. After all, she was not really angry, just a little jealous.
Then Tilan said goodbye to the children and asked everyone to eat and study well.
"I'm leaving. I want to see you healthy and study hard next time." Tilan waved and said goodbye to the children in the orphanage.
When they returned to their residence, it was already evening. Before the two entered the house, Lololia fell from the sky and landed in the yard.
"I'm back from the jungle in the south, Tilan~" She went to the southern jungle today, which was also the place where Tilan and Sura first met.
"How is it?" Tilan asked. She asked Lololia to go there, naturally preparing to let the Star-Seeking Covenant open up that land in the future.
Compared with the grassland, the rain resources in that jungle are abundant, which is also very conducive to the growth of trees and crops.
"There are some wild beasts, but they are easy to deal with. However, there are really many small insects. I wonder if your human body can adapt to them."
"I know that recently, people have been asked to develop the production of quinine-based drugs." Tilan nodded.
"For collective development, we don't have to go as deep as a single-person adventure. We can cut down trees and clean the soil in an orderly manner and advance step by step." She planned to open up a fruit forest there to make up for the lack of food types. Some trees for medicine can also be planted there.
The two of them walked into the house slowly while talking. Orles, who was standing beside them, was a little excited because she was going home with Tilan.
A few days later, the first group of pioneers set out from the city and went to the edge of the southern jungle to station and build the first stronghold camp to prepare a good environment for the later members.
After dealing with these development and management affairs, Tilan invited two scholars living in the city to come here to continue listening to their stories and supplements about the history of this world.
"Good morning, Mr. Lindsay." Tilan stood in the sky corridor between the two buildings to look at the scenery, and now turned around.
Compared to two months ago, Lindsay's image has become much more elegant. His originally messy hair has been neatly groomed, the stubble on his chin has been cleaned, and his original thick cloth coat has been replaced with a light white robe.
"Good morning, Her Highness Heshia." He bowed his head and saluted, and Bernhard, who came with him, nodded.
"You are still beautiful today, Her Highness Heshia." This old man always does not follow the rules.
"Come and sit down." Her Highness nodded slightly, walked in front, and led the two to the fourth floor of the building on this side. There was a soft carpet here. The room was very spacious and empty, with only a round table and several chairs by the window.
The maid who stayed here poured tea for the three people, then left the room and stood outside the door waiting, while the three sat by the window and chatted.
"Mr. Lindsay mentioned the destroyed seventh-generation civilization the day before yesterday. Why did they disappear in history?"
"It's normal for Her Highness Heshia to be curious, because the seventh-generation civilization is quite special. It is not a common technological civilization, but an organization that excels in the practice of secret methods."
"From the northern continent where we are, sailing southwest for about half a month, we can encounter islands of various sizes. Most of them have fertile soil, dense trees and swamps. That's where the seventh-generation civilization once existed."
"The main body of this generation of civilization is a mysterious group formed by women, or it is more appropriate to call them 'witches' according to the traditional method."
"Unlike common civilizations, they only select talented and qualified young girls to inherit the mysterious knowledge of their school, and they have always tried to keep a low profile, hiding outside the collective group, and few people know about them."
"This way of life has enabled their knowledge system to be passed down for nearly six hundred years, far surpassing the short-lived glory of other civilizations."
"Later, a rare genius appeared in their tribe. She possessed an incomparable intelligence. At a young age, she mastered the inheritance of various branches within the school and entered the realm of Sequence 7. It seemed that it was only a matter of time before she advanced to Sequence 8."
"After possessing extremely strong power, she began to be dissatisfied with living in seclusion on islands and forests, so she began to roam the entire world. It was also at that time that the 22nd generation of sages came into contact with her and the two formed a good friendship."
"From her mouth, our sage lineage learned about the situation of the seventh generation of civilization, and also told the other party a lot of knowledge we knew."
"After knowing this hidden history, she began to think about many things, and many places she had traveled in the past began to confirm her guesses."
"In her opinion, this world must have a special inhibitory force. When civilization develops to a certain level, it will bring destruction."
"If we don't find out the source of this inhibitory force, blind development will bring destruction."
"After coming to this conclusion, she did not feel discouraged, but was extremely excited. It was probably because her invincible life finally met a challenger, and everything became exciting."
"For this reason, she began to work hard to collect various materials and left strange secret inheritances in various places." Lindsay recalled the records she saw in the northern permafrost.
"Your Highness Heshia, are you curious about why the wolf-blood species, which are generally barbaric and have no knowledge inheritance system, suddenly emerged with a wolf-blood queen with strength far beyond ordinary people? According to the information sent by my junior sister, I guess that the other party may have obtained the secret knowledge left by the legendary witch."
Speaking of this, Tilan suddenly remembered something, that is, the channel she listened to on the radio when she first came to the col settlement.
The signal of that radio channel came from the wolf-blood species, which implicitly taught a method of practicing secret arts.
Although in Tilan's opinion, this way of practice is very crude, it is indeed a bit strange that the other party spread it unconditionally in this land.
In this way, the wolf-blood queen was also affected by the witch's influence.
"Then how did that witch and the seventh generation of civilization end?"
"The last time our lineage met that witch was when she was the 25th generation sage." Lindsay recalled based on the records in the library.
"Nearly a hundred years had passed, and she had become old and haggard, and her once beautiful body had become deformed. After finding the sage of that generation, she told us that she would not stay here for long, because there were unknown eyes watching her. She didn't know where these eyes came from, but as long as she was exposed to the sky, she would be discovered."
"I failed." The old witch said in a dreamy and trance tone.
"Everything I was proud of did not bring about changes. The organizations I worked so hard to build and the countries I supported were easily destroyed."
"The series of visions made me realize that I have been targeted by invisible eyes. They probably want to know more from me, so they are not in a hurry to deal with me, but I know that there is not much time left."
"I have searched many places, but still cannot find the specific forces that suppress the development of this world, but I can be sure that they must come from the sky."
"Be careful of the sky, don't expose your body under the stars." After leaving this motto, she left the northern frozen land and returned to the south.
"A few years later, the sages of that generation received information from the distant wind. The settlements on the southern islands had disappeared. Some places that were once inhabited were covered by swamps, and the mysterious witches also disappeared."
"In order to avoid attracting attention, it was not until the 30th generation of sages that two descendants set out to explore the situation on those islands. We found many corpses at the bottom of the swamp, some of which were human, some were mechanical, and there were many parts of insects that were difficult to decompose."
"According to the analysis of the remaining corpses and mechanical fragments, there should have been a great war here at that time, and then the sea water destroyed the island. Later, the sea water receded, and the residents who were active on it also disappeared."
"Although the seventh generation of civilization established by the witches has perished, they left very useful information, that is, this force that suppresses the development of civilization is not a mechanical cluster as many people have speculated. The other party obviously has other purposes, unlike the subordinate units of the Mechanical Council, who have the intention to kill any new races they see."
"At the same time, the strength of this inhibitory force is no less than that of the Mechanical Council. They even have ways to mislead and avoid those mechanical races."
"We concluded that this restraining force should be a new race that has not fallen. They still have a complete system of scientific and technological knowledge, powerful war power, and live in the sky." When the conditions were stated one by one, Tilan's mind almost outlined an image that perfectly fits the description.
It seems that they are the only ones.
A girl like Celitia is obviously not something that can be cultivated by a small group of people. The vague information she revealed in some conversations also shows that the Silver Wings have a technological level far beyond that of other races in this world.
If the Silver Wings are really controlling everything behind the scenes, why do they do this? For the followers of the Dark Sun, the lives of other races have no value. They will only occupy the available living space and hinder the expansion of their own race.
Wait, what if they don't have the Dark Sun now.
After losing the Dark Sun, many races on the earth have lost their goals in life. Many of them are just driven by instinct, pursuing desires and interests, just like the Wolf Blood Race. Only a small number of them awaken from their instincts and begin to build their own racial mission and direction, such as the Gray Feather Race and those people in the Slami Association of the Southern Continent.
This is undoubtedly enlightened. When they realize this mission, even if they start slowly, as long as this consensus gradually takes shape and stabilizes, sooner or later this race will head for the starry sky again and head for the distant world.
Why don't the Silver Wings head for the starry sky themselves, and at the same time hinder other races from taking this path?
Unless...
unless in their opinion, there are things far more important than heading for the starry sky. It is difficult for other races to understand, but the Silver Wings are still one of the new races born in the Fifth Era, so it is not difficult for Tilan to guess their true purpose and thoughts.
They try to reproduce and build a new dark sun, so as to achieve the ascension of the entire race again.
Thinking of this, Tilan's hand that was unconsciously stroking her hair finally stopped.
It was unexpected, but reasonable. There was just some regret and disappointment, because it meant that even after a thousand years, the Silver Wings had not taken their own step, but were still indulging in the faded dream of the past, trying to recreate their past mistakes.
The Sun Crown was a miracle brought about by extraordinary power. It would become a weapon to improve civilization, but it was only a means and a tool after all. If it was regarded as the ultimate goal, it would lose its original meaning.
Forever tears in my eyes, forever pioneering and enterprising, forever moving forward.
(End of this chapter)
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