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"Are you the older brother or the younger brother?"
Leng Chengzhou naturally would not answer Xi Yue's question.
His mental power was E0, so he couldn't use any mental power equipment. Naturally, he had no idea how the people in the conference room stood. He accidentally crushed Zhen Xingchen into a pulp... It was really just an accident.
But this was irrelevant, because the dim light in the conference room had begun to distort, and no one could notice this more keenly than him.
Without waiting for others to move, he immediately rushed towards Xiyue!
In the contaminated zone, only he, a fellow God of Pollution, could kill Xiyue. And the battles between Gods of Pollution were extremely simple—a most ordinary saber, unforged by spiritual power.
A palm-long blade pierced through the sleeve of his windbreaker and pointed directly at Xiyue's heart!
Leng Chengzhou's flying speed in the contaminated area was so fast that Yuan Xu, Xi Po and Xiang Jia could not react, but a short figure rushed out from behind Xi Yue and crashed into Leng Chengzhou.
Han Yi.
The two pure spaces merged seamlessly in mid-air, and Han Yi crashed headfirst into Leng Chengzhou. However, he was only a child after all, and Leng Chengzhou casually picked him up and flung him away.
It only slowed Leng Chengzhou's speed slightly.
But this gave Yuan Xu time to react. He took a step from behind Xi Yue and tried to stand in front of Xi Yue, but Xi Yue stopped him with his arm.
Although there was time to escape, Xiyue didn't want to dodge.
Leng Chengzhou rushed towards him!
Puff—the sound of a sharp blade entering flesh.
Blood soaked Xiyue's clothes, but it was not her own.
Another person suddenly came between her and Leng Chengzhou. His military cap had fallen off, revealing his snow-white hair.
Commander-in-chief.
The old man's body was thinning with age, and the tip of the saber was about to pierce his chest.
At this moment, the pure spaces of the three gods of pollution merged together.
"Commander..." Leng Chengzhou spoke in disbelief, but his expression did not reveal any sadness.
The commander's smiling eyes moved away from Xiyue's face, and he tilted his head slightly and asked him, "Have you figured it out?"
All the light in Leng Chengzhou's eyes dimmed. He let go of the knife handle and took a step back.
"Chengzhou," the commander said, stepping on the air, barely keeping his footing, and slowly turning around, "What is your second mission?"
He seemed to have forgotten Xiyue behind him, like a gentle elder, patiently teaching a younger generation. Blood flowed along his uniform, from his chest to his feet, and finally fell out of the pure space.
But he seemed unaware.
Yuan Xu frowned slightly, and caught a glimpse of Xi Yue shaking her head slightly and retracting her foot.
In contrast to the tranquility here, chaos reigned at the round table. A gray hole floated above the table, expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was now larger than the table itself, like a gloomy sun, or perhaps a black hole the Star Citizens had never heard of, distorting everything around it and swallowing up all light.
Without measuring, it must be a super-polluted area. Once it erupts, it will be enough to engulf the entire 98th star zone. At that time, the pollution concentration will be so high that even S-class mecha warriors will not be able to withstand it for more than ten minutes before being infected and turned into pollutants.
The pollutants in super-polluted areas are extremely violent, and most of them have the ability to regenerate.
Kill them all? Impossible. To this day, there is still a super-polluted area left in the Auriga Belt, which has not been eliminated for thousands of years.
The ash hole is about to erupt and everyone is running for their lives.
Yuan Xu suddenly understood Xi Yue's unpredictable and almost insane behavior.
She had no patience to compromise with the rulers and the rules set by the Interstellar Code, nor did she have the patience to continue on Xihai's path. She was like the ignited oil in an oil tank, determined to blow through this twisted and oppressive interstellar world that had lasted for thousands of years in one fell swoop.
The supervisory order was only the beginning of this drama. She used the temporary military council as a stage, and the exaggerated live broadcast was just a fake move. Everything had only one purpose -
Utilize system rules to obtain special instructions from the super-polluted area and destroy the central star area.
Without destruction, there is no construction.
In a brief silence, Leng Chengzhou finished thinking about the question the commander asked him: "Maintain interstellar order."
Not a surprising answer.
The commander smiled dumbly and shook his head gently. "You're still too young. That's a good thing. It means you still have a long way to go and plenty of time to think. It means you're more like a life than a program."
He paused, then continued, "But you must remember, Cheng Zhou, programs are tools. They don't have the right to choose, but you do. Life is full of choices. When you understand that even with a goal in mind, you should refrain from doing certain things, only then can you truly shed the word 'tool' and become a true being."
The commander didn't look at Leng Chengzhou again. He slowly turned around and looked at Xi Yue again.
The blood loss made him weak and even forcing a smile seemed difficult. Han Yi suddenly flew to his side and gave him a hand, helping him to steady himself.
He raised his dry hand, as if a grandfather stroking his grandson's head, and gently stroked Han Yit's head.
But his eyes were looking at Xiyue.
"Why didn't you hide when Cheng Zhou came running towards me?" He asked a question that sounded a bit like a soliloquy. "You're not a Separatist, so you can't predict my actions. I'm old, so I can't predict your future."
Xiyue seemed to understand but didn't say anything.
I saw him laugh with the corners of his lips trembling, the amplitude was very small.
"But I know why you didn't hide. You were gambling on whether you could see him after death. But you made the wrong bet."
The last sound sounds very much like a sigh.
But Xiyue noticed that word first: "He? Cloud system?"
The old man nodded gently. "He is our father and our brother. We are his creations and part of him, so we are all called Splits. His name... is Moni."
Xi Yue looked at him and Han Yi silently, and her guess about the cloud system became more and more complete.
Mani, a system with a name that can create lifelike humans, may have already been beyond her understanding in many aspects.
More like a complex person than an AI.
She didn't question Moni, but instead asked, "Did I make a wrong bet?"
"You made a wrong bet." The old man's eyes showed pity as he looked at Xiyue's face carefully. "Although in many ways, you are the same as them, but in some ways, you are the same as us, like water without a source and trees without roots."
"They can start over after they die, but when we die, just like people in real life, we truly disappear. After all..."
“The virtual world of programs and algorithms is our original world.”
These words were so profound that Xiyue couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
She vaguely grasped the meaning of it.
Interstellar is a virtual world, and the vast majority of its citizens are uploaded human consciousnesses, making them, to some extent, outsiders. Only the "pollution gods," who serve as program tools and possess innate knowledge, can be considered true natives of this virtual world.
Just like when humans die in the real world, they are dead. If the God of Pollution dies in the virtual world, there is very likely no chance of rebirth.
However... Xiyue couldn't understand one point. Since human consciousness could be uploaded to the virtual world, didn't that mean it was digitized? In other words, after being uploaded, would a person still be the same person they were before being uploaded?
The hunched figure in front of him suddenly moved.
Xiyue subconsciously reached out and supported the commander together with Han Yi.
The commander's eyelids were half closed, his breathing was weak, and his voice became very soft.
"That's right, she can't figure it out. Not being able to figure it out means she's achieved the result she wanted..."
The old man turned his eyes with difficulty, looked into Xiyue's eyes, and used his last bit of strength to force out a smile.
"I'm glad to see you before I die... Mother."
Eyelids closed.
Xiyue's eyes went dark.
Her first reaction was that the super-polluted area had finally exploded, and it was the gray fog that blocked her vision.
But she quickly realized: No, no matter how thick the fog was, it couldn't be this pure black. Furthermore, her hand, which should have been holding the commander, was now empty.
Mechanical sounds entered my ears.
"Consciousness extraction in progress... Extraction complete... Consciousness loading... Loading complete... Starting bionic body detection... Detection complete."
What…thing?
As questions arose in her mind, Xiyue opened her eyes.
Above my head was a cold white shadowless light, which I had only seen on TV.
She was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly stood up and found herself on an operating table, though it wasn't even covered with a sheet, revealing the cold, steely color. There were no doctors or nurses around, but rather robotic arms extending from their ends, either hoses or delicate mechanical tools.
As she sat up, the robotic arms retracted and moved away at a distance.
Xiyue frowned.
She returned to reality? Of course, it wasn't the real world of her past life, but the apocalyptic world that Yuan Xu and the others had described.
Suddenly, a car roared nearby. Xiyue looked up suddenly and discovered a robot with a square head and a square brain embedded in the wall not far away. A thick mechanical arm clamped around its head, causing it to peel off the wall and fall to the ground.
The robot's eyes lit up, a beautiful sky blue, but very grainy, and even from such a distance one could make out individual pixels.
The robot walked over. Its limbs were quite flexible, but when it got closer, Xiyue realized that its workmanship was very rough.
The bones of the limbs were all square tubes, revealing a complex network of wiring inside. The torso also looked like a random iron box, with peeling paint and brown-yellow rust visible on the surface.
Xiyue subconsciously glanced at herself out of the corner of her eye.
The off-white short-sleeved shirt and matching trousers were probably made of pure cotton, very soft. The exposed skin was as delicate as ever, not like a robot... No, these hands were beautiful, but they were not hers!
She suddenly remembered the word "bionic body" she had just heard!
The robot has already walked to the operating table: "Xiyue, hello, I am Moni."
The pronunciation was stiff, and the mechanical sound was accompanied by a slight sound of electric current, which was consistent with the crudely made appearance.
Xiyue didn't bother to greet him: "I'm not a human?"
She looked at her hands under the shadowless lamp: "I am a robot too?!"
"On a physical level, you are a android, but on a consciousness level, you are a human."
Moni's answer made Xiyue feel relieved.
The words she heard when she entered the darkness came back to her mind completely, which allowed her to quickly figure out what had happened.
"You pulled my consciousness into the real world?"
"Yes."
Xiyue calmed herself down, jumped off the operating table, and circled around Mani several times, observing the "supreme observer" of this interstellar world.
Very disappointed.
"Where are your relatives?" She asked casually as if she was asking about a familiar friend.
Mani didn't react at all, giving Xiyue the feeling that he was thinking.
Soon, Mani said, "Please follow me."
The operating room wasn't big. Outside, there was a narrow corridor with many doors on either side that looked exactly like the operating room. There were no windows on the doors, so you couldn't see what was inside.
The corridor was very long and dimly lit. Xiyue estimated that it took her five minutes to see the end.
It wasn't that the light ahead had brightened, but rather that it had gotten dimmer. Beyond the narrow doorway-like exit, the darkness rhythmically layered, like neon lights flickering in places beyond my sight.
When he actually went out, Xiyue was stunned.
There were lights on both sides, but they weren't neon signs. Instead, they were densely packed yet neatly arranged indicator lights, flashing red, yellow, and green in a rhythmic pattern. They were like stars embedded in the vastness of space, illuminating the display shelves that shone with a cold metallic and liquid luster.
Xiyue felt like she had entered a huge ancestral hall where urns were kept.
Mani stopped tacitly and let her slowly approach the display shelf.
The display shelves were tall, stretching upwards for nearly ten meters. The indicator lights at the top illuminated the outline of the dome. Every half a meter or so, there were small, round pieces of transparent glass, from which the water light was scattered.
Xiyue stared at a piece of glass at eye level and took a closer look.
He was startled by what was inside and quickly stepped back.
brain!
The things soaking in the turbid liquid are all human brains!
She stepped back a long distance, and a spotlight suddenly fell from above her head, forcing her to take a few steps back before turning around.
A holographic figure slowly emerged from the beam of light as thick as a tree trunk.
An elderly woman with white hair and a thin face, she looked capable despite her age. She wore a white lab coat, the kind commonly worn by researchers or doctors. Her eyes were a little cloudy behind her frameless glasses, but her gaze remained wise.
In terms of age alone, she is similar to the commander, but in terms of temperament, she lacks the commander's natural gentleness.
Even the smile was a little stiff.
"Moni, you completed the mission."
"Yes, Mother."
"Which experimental subject is she?"
"Number 294."
"294...How many years have passed?"
"213 years and 89 days."
“How many times have you invested?”
"Xiyue is the eighth time."
Xi Yue frowned upon hearing this, and put aside the matter of the human brain, interrupting: "Are you Gu Qin?"
The holographic figure looked over.
She floated in the beam of light, half a body length higher than Xiyue, giving a feeling of being looked down upon from a high vantage point.
Xiyue doesn't like this feeling.
"I don't care what shameful experiments you're conducting. I came all the way here to tell you to stop messing with other people's consciousness. No one is your puppet, and no one wants to be your guinea pig."
The atmosphere fell silent.
Until Gu Qin turned his gaze to Moni again: "He doesn't look very smart, is it really not you who let him go?"
Moni described the facts dryly: "A gray hole in the super-polluted zone has appeared in the Central Star Region Garrison Headquarters building and is about to erupt. According to my prediction, in one second, interstellar order will be completely destroyed, and the possibility of repair is only one in a thousand."
Gu Qin pondered in silence.
Mani elaborated: "If the interstellar world continues to operate, it will usher in a chaotic situation where psychics, awakened consciousness, pollution gods, and ordinary people will fight each other. The degree of overlap with reality will deviate from the minimum standard of 50%, and the operation will lose its meaning."
"But," Gu Qin looked at Xi Yue with an indignant look, "I always feel that she did not inherit my IQ."
Xiyue felt a tightness in her chest.
Mani refuted her: "But she has the determination and courage that you don't have."
"Oh? How so?" Gu Qin finished, describing the problem more specifically. "Before entering the interstellar space, where did she deviate from my memory line?"
Mani: "A big fire."
"Be specific."
"As you recall, the fire you experienced at home when you were 18 was an accident. Although you lost your father, it was a blessing in disguise. You escaped the entanglement of loan sharks and successfully entered university to study computer science the following year. Xiyue's deviation occurred when you discovered the gas leak and chose not to escape, but instead closed the doors and windows..."
"I see."
Gu Qin didn't let him continue. He thought for a moment and frowned, "He clearly had a chance to escape, but he gave up on his own. With such a character who is willing to perish together with his enemies, how can he shoulder the responsibility of continuing human civilization?"
Before Moni could answer, she added, "No wonder they used the super-contaminated area to break the deadlock. Moni, this experiment failed. Let's start over."
Moni said, "All the experimental subjects who chose to escape the fire like my mother did failed. I don't think Xiyue can't continue human civilization."
"How do you say that?"
"Based on my observations and analysis, Xiyue believed at the time that losing her qualification for the college entrance exam not only blocked her life path but also made the world seem incredibly bleak. This was her subjective perception, shaped by a decade of repression. But the objective reality now is that every inch of land and ocean is eroded by pollution, leaving humanity hopeless. If it weren't for this judgment, Mother wouldn't have chosen to bury the cloud cabin deep underground, would she?"
The conversation between the two made Xiyue feel a little confused.
"Hey, you guys..."
Gu Qin and Moni seemed to be in a trance and ignored her.
Until the top of the display shelf behind Xiyue, the indicator light flashed rapidly and a beeping warning sound was made.
Mani: "Mother, you have one minute left."
Gu Qin snapped out of his thoughts, looked up, and said, "Moni, let me confirm with you one last time. Do you mean that this version of the character is most likely to struggle out of despair and find a way out? What is the probability?"
Mani: “50%.”
The data provided didn't meet her expectations, but she also understood that since Moni went online, its computing power had long exceeded her imagination. The fact that he could confidently give this number indicated a very high probability.
She had no gamble in her nature, and even after dormancy until now, she felt it was worth a gamble. Furthermore, if she really wanted to repeat the experiment, even at ten times the speed, it would take hundreds of years, including the time required for interstellar reset and development.
The cloud cabin may not be able to last that long.
I can only gamble.
The final weighing took almost the last minute before Mr. Gu cast his gaze at Xiyue for the third time, with a very subtle smile on his lips.
"Xiyue, right?"
"Then I'll leave it to you."
"Don't let me down..."
She only uttered half of the word "望" before her figure disappeared from the beam of light.
Xiyue subconsciously looked towards the place where the indicator light was flashing, but found nothing. Among the starry sky, those few twinkling stars were missing.
Moni thoughtfully turned the spotlight around to illuminate the top shelf. From a distance, it was hard to tell what was going on, and it was even impossible to tell if the indicator light was still on. But Moni's words made Xiyue lose her focus.
"Mother is dead."
She heard a hint of sadness in the rigid mechanical voice.
"Consciousness separation technology is the 12th generation evolution of consciousness inheritance technology, and it causes irreversible damage to neurons. Over the past 213 years, I have evolved eight versions of my mother's personality in her brain based on her memories. You are the last one."
"Mother's brain is already in an extremely fragile state. Her id personality, awakening from hibernation, can only last for five minutes at most. Now, the time is up."
Xiyue felt inexplicably melancholy.
She lowered her head, and after a moment she whispered, "You mean, my real identity is actually Gu Qin? The one who invented the cloud system?"
"No, everyone becomes a different person in their life through intensive choices, and so does mother. You are just one of the people that your mother could have become but ultimately didn't."
Mani showed some divinity at this time and quickly got rid of his sadness.
"I'm not human, just a programmed life created by my mother. But at the same time, I can become different lives. Shi Hanyi, Leng Chengzhou, the current interstellar commander, and the 245 interstellar commanders in interstellar history are all programmed lives that I could become. But in the end, they are them, and I am me."
Xiyue frowned.
She suddenly remembered that Shi Hanyi had persistently called her "Mom," and that the Commander, before his death, had called her "Mother." Thinking back on this, she felt a mixture of emotions, even more confusion.
Moni accurately analyzed her psychological state.
"If I use others as an anchor, one me will become countless me, and I will eventually be lost in endless reflections. Only you can see yourself clearly and completely, do you understand?"
"I'm just a high school student who just turned 18. Don't ask me such profound questions." Xi Yue was a little annoyed, but she still asked, "Isn't your program the most objective and accurate? It's not okay to use you as an anchor point?"
Moni's body structure was so crude that he couldn't even shake his head, so he could only rudely deny it. "No, because they are not simple programs, but program life. Life naturally carries a quest for motherhood. They know of the existence of Guqin, but have never seen them. This is their regret, and it is also the reason why they regard you as their mother."
Xiyue took a deep breath and wanted to say something, but was unable to organize the words for a moment.
Well, what Mani said seems to make some sense.
But none of this matters, Xiyue has not forgotten why she came here.
"Since Mr. Gu said he'll leave it to me, that means I have the final say on everything in Yunduan, right?" She sat down and patted the ground. "Come on, let's talk."
Mani walked forward and said as he walked: "You have three choices..."
Xiyue had no choice but to jump up and follow.
"First, maintain the current interstellar world, kill Leng Chengzhou, succeed the commander-in-chief, and reshape the interstellar order."
"Second, reset the cloud system, erase the existence of the entire interstellar system, and rebuild the virtual world according to your vision."
"third……"
A door appeared in the display shelf and Mani stopped in front of it.
Xiyue waited for a moment and asked, "What is the third choice?"
"There's a master switch inside this door. Once it's turned on, everyone in the galaxy will regain their memories, even babies still in the womb."
Moni turned around and stared at Xiyue with his pixelated eyes: "Third, let everyone restore their memories. Everyone can choose to stay in the cloud or return to reality."
"Can they all come back?" Xi Yue was startled, then looked at the hands that did not belong to her, "In this way?"
"Yes, load consciousness into the bionic body."
"Yuan Xu said the interstellar population is 30 million... Have you prepared so many bionic bodies?"
"The quantity is slightly insufficient, but it can meet more than 90% of the demand because there will be losses during the production process of bionic bodies."
Moni paused, then explained more clearly, "All bionic bodies are made from human bodies with uploaded consciousness. After my modifications, their resistance to infection and weaponry have been greatly improved."
Xiyue understood.
Beyond the "interstellar" part, most aspects of Interstellar are modeled after the real world, including the existence of trash citizens. Trash citizens have extremely low psychic power, many even reaching "0." They have virtually no resistance to contamination and are unable to use psychic weapons.
In other words, Mani has transformed everyone's body so that they no longer look like garbage citizens.
But she suddenly smelled something strange.
Xi Yue looked at Moni suspiciously. "Isn't the Cloud Project intended to conserve resources? Why would they allow trash citizens to come out again? Also, the two worlds are at the same technological level, and I've never heard of interstellar technology being able to transform trash citizens' bodies... Could it be another secret experiment by that old dog from Zhenhe Mountain?"
"no."
Moni first rejected Xiyue's speculation and said, "Thirty years after the cloud went online, the technological synchronization was interrupted. Allowing Zhen Heshan to inherit consciousness as an awakened person and continue to survive was a decision made by the Military Council - there is also a Military Council in the real world."
"After executing this order, I consulted Mother, and she said no changes were needed. As for the reason for the interruption of technological synchronization... Yuanxu's guess was correct. It was indeed due to the consciousness inheritance technology. Yunduan was abandoned by the higher-ups."
Xi Yue nodded. "You really were eavesdropping on our conversation. So, the interstellar population hasn't grown because all the useless citizens have been captured and become consumables for the consciousness transmission technology?"
Yuan Xu guessed that this technology was very bloody. To pass on a person's consciousness, it would require the lives of several useless citizens.
However, Mani's answer surprised Xiyue.
"No new consciousness has been uploaded to the cloud because the country has collapsed."
"30 Years of the Cloud Calendar—the calendar I created for the Cloud. Humans, with reference to Zhenhe Mountain's consciousness transmission technology, improved it over the past two years and it's now being widely adopted."
"In the 35th year of the Cloud Calendar, 80% of humanity has applied for consciousness inheritance. Humanity no longer needs newborns with unknown spiritual powers. They only need to use their own genes to cultivate a child embryo in vitro as a carrier of consciousness."
"In the 38th year of the Cloud Calendar, the human leadership decided to force consciousness transmission on those who hadn't applied. This sparked fierce resistance, resulting in heavy casualties and a drop in the population from 13 million to 11 million. However, the human leadership firmly believed that this total was reasonable, conserving resources while ensuring that every user possessed spiritual power and contributed their due value."
"Forty years into the Yunli period, my mother, Gu Qin, became the last remaining rebel. Because of her outstanding contributions, the higher-ups refrained from excessive pressure. Gu Qin believed that the transmission of consciousness would only lead to the demise of human civilization. Only a limited lifespan could guarantee the creativity of new minds and allow human civilization to truly continue."
"But by then, she was already 82 years old. The higher-ups coveted her creative consciousness and sent people to monitor her at all times. She was worried that their patience would run out, so she asked me to cooperate. I seized the frozen embryo bank and entered the cloud capsule. I also blew up the supports at the bottom of the cloud capsule, completely burying it underground."
"She was shot in the chest during the retreat..."
Xiyue noticed that Moni's speech had slowed down, and whispered, "So she also uploaded her consciousness to the cloud?"
"Yes." Moni managed a forced nod. "But the cloud capsule was able to completely evade capture not because it sank into the ground, but because of a sudden eruption of unprecedented pollution on the surface."
Xi Yue thought for a moment: "Tens of millions of people, all with mental power, and millions of them capable of using mechas, can't they handle a single super-pollution?"
"That wasn't just ordinary super-pollution, but super-secondary pollution. Two super-polluted areas erupted simultaneously, completely overlapping. Since the beginning of the pollution, the probability of this happening... I estimate it's only one in a few hundred million."
Moni paused and said, "Before Mother went into hibernation, I conducted hundreds of deductions and concluded that this pollution incident was not accidental, but inevitable after the emergence of consciousness transmission technology."
"Why?"
Mani's blue eyes flashed twice quickly - his pixelated eyes could actually blink.
"If you choose the third option, this is the truth you need to explore."
He brought the subject back.
It seemed like he was keeping the secret, but Xiyue didn't care too much.
She sighed, a rare occurrence.
Was it easy for Yuan Xu to lie dormant in the interstellar space for two thousand years in order to oppose the Cloud Project?
Being forced to talk to the mecha and to oneself is certainly not easy.
But the relative Gu, whom he hated with gnashing teeth, was not quite the same as Xiyue had imagined - not to mention that they were of the same origin.
Gu Qin was wrong, but in the end he tried to correct his mistakes. He dormant for two hundred years just to leave a spark for human civilization.
Even so, the people in the cloud probably wouldn't forgive her after learning the truth, let alone the apocalyptic government behind her. But, as it happens, the most hated government, along with its top brass, had already been annihilated in the contaminated area.
On the contrary, the 30 million brains in the cloud cabin are still alive after two hundred years.
It’s hard to say right or wrong.
However, being entangled is not Xiyue's character.
She quickly made a decision and ordered Moni: "Open the door!"
Moni noticed her expression and tone had changed, but he couldn't immediately deduce her decision. But his voice was also filled with a hint of joy: "Mother will surely be pleased that you chose the third path."
Push the door open and go in.
It was a very small space, probably less than one square meter. There was a green button on the wall facing the door.
Xiyue pressed her finger on it without any hesitation.
She smiled at Moni and said, "Who said there are only three choices? There's obviously a fourth one."
Moni suddenly predicted what she was going to do and wanted to reach out to stop her, but he was a step too late.
The green button has been pressed, and the light illuminates Xiyue's strange but beautiful hand.
"The fourth option is to restore everyone's memories, erase the galaxy, and rebuild a paradise where everyone has everything they need. Isn't that good?"
She smiled into Mani's blue eyes.
"I want to make this clear, lest you be misled by Mr. Gu and underestimate my intelligence."
"The interstellar space has been running for over two thousand years, but Gu Qin has only been dormant for over two hundred. This means that the flow of time on both sides is inconsistent. Is the cloud ten times faster than reality?"
"But Yuan Xu also said that when he lived to the third life, he found that the interstellar population had long stopped growing. This means that interstellar time was not 10 times faster from the beginning, but the flow rate was increased after you and Gu Qin began to study me, the person who broke the situation."
"Am I right, little Mani?"
"If it can be increased to 10 times, can it be increased to 100 times? In that case, let's enjoy the cloud for a thousand years first."
"As for the cloud cabin, I'll have to trouble you to continue watching over it, little Moni."
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Countless starships and mechas fled in panic from Star Sector 98.
Well-informed individuals have already issued a warning on the Star Network: "Run! Super pollution is about to break out in the central star region!"
This rumor, whose authenticity was unknown, was even more explosive than Xiyue's crazy live broadcast, and once again brought the entire interstellar space to a standstill.
The desolate and barren garbage star zone, the star city with dense skyscrapers, the bustling streets, the luxurious and lavish ruler's mansion, and even the deep space bathed in the blue light of the living barrier...
The military, the working class, the garbage citizens, and most of the people in the galaxy were staring at the computer, waiting for the follow-up news.
From the time a ash hole appears to the time it erupts, even a super-large one, it only takes a minute or two to develop. Whether it's real or fake will be revealed immediately.
However, under the gaze of countless eyes, their optical brains... disappeared.
"Look up!"
These three words appear in every corner of the universe.
A pure white light appeared above people's heads, as if someone had poured a bucket of white paint on the sky, covering everything.
The mecha disappeared, the starship disappeared, the tall buildings disappeared... but the people inside did not fall down, as if they were supported by invisible air.
The blue sky, white clouds, sunshine, breeze, earth... everything is disappearing.
The process actually happened very quickly, but when everyone stared with wide eyes and focused on it, it seemed to be slowed down.
It was so slow that a fine rain fell in everyone's brain, and every raindrop was clearly visible.
Each one reflects complex, bright, or dark memories.
Tens of millions of people are suspended in the empty, pure white sky and earth, savoring the memories that have been forced to be forgotten, the ups and downs, the hundred lives, the hundred flavors of life.
Only one person had his eyes closed.
Before his eyes opened, a smile appeared on his lips.
Yuan Xu was looking around in surprise when he caught a glimpse of that smile out of the corner of his eye and immediately moved closer.
He whispered in Xiyue's ear: "What's going on?"
Xi Yue glared at him: "The cloud is mine."
Yuan Xu took a deep breath and said, "You don't want to be a dictator, do you?"
"If I were a dictator," Xi Yue sneered, "I would be the first one to take you as my slave!"
Yuan Xu took another breath and his knees fell.
"Your Majesty, do you want me to kiss your shoes?"
It was Xiyue's turn to gasp, and without thinking, she kicked him: "Get lost, I'm still a senior in high school!"
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