Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Who is he? ”

“Game over. What do you mean, what game? ”

“Hey, hey, hey, hey, are you the crew on the bridge? Did the meteorite rain break through the shell of the starship? Send someone to repair it. We have to keep celebrating! ”

The people who had just fallen into confusion and panic saw someone come out “responsible” and restored their naïve and rotten nature, yelling like spoiled children.

The flowers that grow in these sterile chambers have really not experienced the wind, snow, rain and darkness of the outside world. They have no idea what evil looks like, or what evil breeds, such as Puppet King Lu Light Dust.

Between the tall buildings, among the hundreds of giant flash screen walls, the eyes of fat men with strange dark spots in their eyebrows also show deep compassion.

It seems sad and angry, unfortunate and angry for these ignorant compatriots.

“I am sorry that there is no celebration, no more flowers, no more food, no more wine, no staff to help you restore order, no more of what you call order and good life. ”

Fat man's eyebrows' black spotted teeth spreading claws gradually spread between his eyebrows, making his round eyes appear deeper, like two black whirlpools, "because I just blew up your 'cycle machine', yes, that perfect magic treasure called Energy Source, which is constantly supplying energy and supplies, never exhausted, was completely blown up a minute ago. ”

The image flashed and dozens of giant lights appeared on the corner of the Eternal Light case.

The starship was blown through an alarming cave, where countless pieces of debris, fuel and the crew's limb broken arms converged into fountains of steel and blood, sprayed into a dark vacuum and quickly froze, crushed and extinguished.

“Look, nothing left. ”

Fatty smiled, spread his hands open and said it so lightly.

Silence, the last moment still noisy and disturbing crowd, the next moment is like falling into a huge nightmare, becoming more silent than the grave.

All the inhabitants of the City of Light stared, their hearts frozen and they almost forgot to breathe.

For them, Cycling Machine is like a sky that never collapses and a sun that never extinguishes. All their good lives, even just the little happiness of survival, depend on the operation of the Cycling Machine. No one has ever thought about what to do once the Cycling Machine fails. Everyone deludes themselves into telling each other that the Cycling Machine is absolutely reliable and will never fail.

But now it's 10,000 times worse than a malfunction in front of them.

The Cycling Machine was blown up by this lunatic!

The whole bright city suddenly became silent, everyone lost their soul and forgot to react. It took a minute before someone “wow” cried out. Soon, the cry became connected - spoiled children, in the face of the difficult problems they couldn't solve, the only response was to cry.

“Why is it so sad that even if the 'cycle machine' keeps running at super high speeds, it's just a trick, it doesn't even provide a grain, a screw, or a nail cap size crystal. ”

The fat man in the picture is calm and peaceful, “For 300 years, you and your ancestors have been sinking into a terrible lie, becoming a horrible experimental experience without knowing it - there is no ‘war that affects the whole universe', and the outside world has not been polluted and destroyed, no, you are not ‘last humans', you are just monkeys in a zoo iron cage.

“Someone locked you up in this goddamn boat, raised you fat and white, to harvest your gods, to observe your reactions, to test what exactly is the quickest, most stable and most efficient way to turn a self-willed, proud human into... a moving flesh.

“Don't you believe me? Do you have to lie to yourself today and deliberately ignore the doubts that pervade this city? Open your eyes and see all this! ”

Whoa, whoa!

Once again, the scene has changed to the scene where the Eternal Light was just completed hundreds of years ago.

The concept and implementation details of a large number of "Eternal Light Projects" roll down from the exterior walls of the tall buildings in a data waterfall manner.

This includes a large number of human beings struggling in metal cocoons, brainwashed and sent to the "City of Light” scene.

Simply brainwashing is not enough to shape a firm belief, and of course many people at first did not believe that the outside world was completely destroyed, or embraced the idea that "even if the world were destroyed, we would have to spare everything to rebuild”.

All of these people were screened out and sent the Eternal Light to “dispose of."

Only those who remain weak, comfortable with the status quo, averse to adventure, generations after generations, survive and reproduce here, becoming more worry-free and heartless, eventually becoming like this today.

“This, this, this is impossible! ”

Countless bright city residents still have traces of what was left of the cake war, but the fat under the cake has trembled wildly, their tears erupted uncontrollably because of surprise and fear, like a pig tied to a conveyor belt by five flowers before finding himself in the slaughterhouse, screaming vigorously, “Impossible, impossible! ”

“I understand your shock, and now your brain must be blank, so I will allow you to stare for ten seconds, but remember, your time is precious, survival is competing for seconds, that is, you die for me, up to ten seconds, cherish your power to survive. ”

The fat man, who was full of fusion, once again changed the pattern of his eyebrows. He seemed to use this black spot as an alternative to the usual manipulation gesture, and quickly pulled out hundreds of other images, all of which were the status quo of the current Empire and the Alliance.

Gray fog, cold room, intricate, rusty pipes, “soldier bees” and “worker bees” in raincoats or chemical suits.

The gathering of thousands of starships, confrontation, explosion and destruction, the powerful manipulate giant soldiers trampling the star sea, crushing the vacuum, 100,000 miles of war flag hunting and lighting the flames of everyone's hearts.

The magnificent extreme heavens, celestial stars and countless cities on the planet swallow mountains and basins together. Even 10,000 meters deep on the ground have the brilliant mark of a human lamp. The population is 10,000 times more than the Eternal Light!

The shocking images, converging into devastating floods, will crush the residents of the City of Light, convinced of everything.

“Ah! Ah! Ah! ”

Their faces were confused, they couldn't take it, they opened their mouths to the limit, they could only scream “ah”, they didn't know where to go.

“See, this is the real world. Although darkness, cruelty, cruelty, bloodshed, always full of mad war, but only then can we unleash the most powerful power of mankind in the most intense collision, the most painful suffering, the happiest moments, which cannot be described in ink, and can never be measured by any superhuman brain, the power of love and desire, the great power of humanity! ”

The black spot on Fatty's eyebrow turned into a huge exclamation mark.

Then bowed shallow to the extremely confused and overwhelmed inhabitants of the City of Light, "Almost forgot to introduce myself, everyone can call me ‘Puppet King', I am your compatriot, a warrior who is unwilling to yield to any power, unwilling to endure any bondage, vowing to give everything to discover the most powerful power of humanity, pushing the pride of mankind to the limit, alone and the whole universe as enemies!

“I want to save you, I want to crush this damn cage and laboratory, I want you to restore your true human face, I want you to survive with great pride, I want you to fight!

“But…

“The great name ‘man' is not born, let alone any walking corpse can tarnish. We are not naturally qualified to be 'spirits of all things'. Can you be true human beings, are you worth the effort to save? Oh, that depends on what you're going to do.

“Fight for yourselves, for the pride of great humanity, fight with your instincts!

“Here's the rule, hear me out, I'll just say it once.

“‘Cycle Machine' has been crushed by me and, of course, even when intact, it cannot provide any resources, all of which you have squandered for centuries, all of which are imported from the outside, like bananas feeding monkeys.

“But since I've caused so much destruction on the Eternal Light, I'm sure the Eternal Light Project will all come to an end. You people should end up working as regular 'worker bees' and send them to the depths of the mine caves or to the bottom of the starship to die?

“Oh, look at your fat ears, your osteoporosis, you don't seem to have the ability to work very intensely, so to avoid wasting resources, you might just ‘handle’ it? Well, it's also very likely, like the end of the experiment, washing the dishes.

“All in all, you're basically dead.

“Do you want to live, do you want to… live? There's only one way.

“Look, this is the entire structure of the Eternal Light, this is the road map to the bridge and the key compartments, and I've broken into the bridge, opening all the gates along the way, breaking into the bridge, seizing the starship, and seizing all the escape compartments!

“I know you don't know anything about flying a starship. It's okay. I'll monitor you all the way to help.

“I also know that most of you are ordinary people with the power of unbound chickens, and the outer region of the starship certainly has a lot of live ammunition, armed fighters to the teeth, and perhaps the vast majority of you will die, but this is the test you have to endure, blood and fire, and the phrase 'ants bite the elephant more than you will ever hear.' ”