When he proposed to the council that he wanted to bring a human into the [Paradise], it naturally aroused fierce opposition from the elders of the council. But in the end Mutt and Noah convinced them.
[Paradise]In fact, there are no secrets or restrictions. All the children can come in and out freely. Even for the children of the children, it is more like a beautiful garden where they can play to their heart's content.
The reason why it is called Jia's sanctuary is because its existence is a symbol, a belief, and a memory that cannot be forgotten.
Its existence has warned generations of Jia to be in awe of the earth, to have goodwill towards all life, to live in harmony, and not to embark on the same path as human beings.
The elders at the meeting were not worried about what would be exposed when humans entered [Paradise], they simply did not want humans to enter Jia’s place of belief. However, after Mute told them his plan and told them Troll's true identity, they all fell into a brief silence.
"The emperor of mankind... so unexpectedly."
The chairman frowned tightly.
If it was just an ordinary human general, he would insist on refusing, but if this person was the emperor of humans who ruled the entire universe, he would have to think more about it.
"If that's the case, it's true that he can't just die like this... we must find a way."
"I am anxious."
Noah said, "The outer universe has been in a melee, and all forces are trying to find the earth, trying to use this to gain the approval of ordinary people—or to prove their orthodox identity. But This human being unified the universe not long ago, and he has become the ruler of human beings, that is to say, as long as he restricts human beings from searching for the earth as the ruler of human beings, it would be better.”
He looked at the thoughtful chairman of the meeting and the elders who were whispering, and continued.
"If he dies suddenly, the universe will be torn apart again, and various forces will fight endlessly while looking for the earth... Although the solar system is protected by a protective shield, humans cannot find it now, but with the rapid development of human technology, I worry that sooner or later humans will still be able to find it." Discover the earth. By that time, the earth is likely to become the object of contention for many forces and fall into endless war."
"But humans can't enter the earth, can they?"
One elder retorted.
He believes that as long as humans know they are rejected by the planet, they will not care about the planet.
"...they can't land on the earth, but it doesn't mean they can't control the earth, in another way."
Snow-white hair scattered in the corner of Noah's slightly narrowed eyes.
"You probably think that individual human beings are weaker than us, but that's just an illusion." Noah, who has been fighting humans for more than two hundred years, said, "Humans are a terrible creature."
"Their horror lies not in the weapons they have, but in that they never know how to awe and respect life other than themselves, even the lives of their fellow human beings - so you can't imagine that human beings will do anything to achieve their own goals. What a terrible thing."
"Chairman."
Mutt, who had been quietly listening to the conversation between Noah and the chairman, finally spoke. He raised his eyes and looked at the elders.
"If humans are a pack of wolves spying on the earth, then, less...Troll is the wolf king, who can control the wolf pack." He said calmly, "Now, the wolf king has been tamed. I'm sure , I can master him, control him, and even use him."
"But if the current wolf king dies, a new wolf king will definitely be born. At that time, no one will know what the new uncontrolled wolf king will do."
After a brief silence, the chairman of the meeting turned around and began to discuss with the elders of the council.
Although they don't like humans, they are no longer brats who make impulsive decisions because of their own preferences. Putting aside one's own preferences, the key question now is how to make the most beneficial choice for the earth and the future of Jia.
Judging from the intruding warship, the technological level of human beings has greatly surpassed them, especially in terms of harmful weapons. Although their current power can hide the earth, it does not mean that they can really hide forever— They have to find what works best for them at this stage.
If the current human emperor can really be turned into Jia, then in many ways, it will be very beneficial to them and to the earth.
After discussing for a long time like this, they seem to have made a decision.
The chairman of the conference pondered for a long while before asking.
"I have another question, Mutt, why do you have to choose to go to [Paradise]?"
He fixedly stared at Mutt's question, and he looked at Mutt's eyes with a sharp light, and the answer the boy gave him would determine his final decision.
Mutt smiled, the boy's face was still a bit childish, like a child, his eyes looked like crescent moons when they were bent.
When that face smiles, no matter what, it can't be hated.
"I want him to live, but that's just my wish, my selfishness."
he said with a smile.
"Ga is the power given to us by the earth... To make a human being become a Ga... In fact, I have no such qualifications. After all, it is because of my selfishness... I selfishly abused the power the earth gave me."
The boy sat there with his eyes downcast, the sunlight coming in from the skylight fell on his slender eyelashes, and the light spots seemed to be jumping in his eyelashes.
His voice was calm and calm.
"[Paradise], that is the closest place to Earth."
"I went there because I wanted to give it the final say."
"I did what I wanted to do selfishly, but Jia still belongs to the power of the earth after all, so only it has the right to judge."
"In that place closest to it, let it know, let it see, let it decide."
"Whether that human being is qualified to live as Jia, it will make the final judgment."
"Everything is decided by it."
The boy's clean voice echoed in the empty hall. Although there were many people, no one made a sound at this moment.
Perhaps it was because the young man's mood was too calm and calm at the moment, so that everyone fell silent.
"… I understand."
After a long silence, the chairman of the meeting replied.
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It was a huge garden, with towering giant trees, bright sunlight flooding the earth, and dense canopies swaying slightly in the wind.
The ground is full of greenery, and the ground seems to be a green velvet carpet, fresh and soft, dotted with sporadic flowers.
The bushes are mixed in the forest, green vines are entangled, and snow-white flowers are blooming on the hanging vines. Occasionally, there will be colorful butterflies passing by, and small birds will also land on the branches of the trees. Peck at the green branches and leaves.
The crisp sound of birdsong echoes in the forest, mixed with the rustling of the dense tree canopy as the wind passes by. Surrounded by streams in the distance, the bottom is crystal clear, and the water splashes on the blue rocks, leaving traces of wetness. From time to time, groups of colorful small fish can be seen swimming happily by in the water. The white deer walked lightly in the jungle, walked to the edge of the stream, and lowered its head to drink water. From time to time, other small animals would emerge from the grass and run to the edge of the stream.
If it hadn't been for passing through the almost endless vertical passage, it would be hard for Mutt to imagine that this place is actually thousands of meters deep underground.
In the very center of this beautiful garden, there is a huge green tree.
That green tree is so huge that it takes nearly a hundred people to embrace its thick trunk. Its dense canopy spreads out in the air, covering the sky and covering the sky, almost covering the entire garden under it.
It stands quietly in the middle of the earth, like an indomitable giant, silently guarding this underground [paradise].
Mutt reached out and touched the rough trunk of the huge ancient tree.
The chairman of the meeting said that this was the tree his father planted before his death.
He felt the roughness of the palm, like the moment long ago when his father's big rough hand held his.
He closed his eyes, and gently pressed his forehead against it. An indescribable temperature penetrated into the skin of his forehead, as if someone brushed against his forehead, which caused the corners of his lips to raise an arc.
Dad... Mom...
I am back.
I bring the person who is most important to me right now to meet you.
I don't know how we will end up.
But I hope, before that ending, I can give you a glimpse of him.
He is someone I like.
my favorite person.
...
"Mute, it's too late for you to regret it now."
Canaan said next to him, he looked at Mutt, his brows were tightly frowned, and he looked very anxious. Obviously, even at this point, he is still unwilling to let Mutt take risks.
"You really don't have to do this."
Mute looked at him, smiled, and reached out to pat Canaan on the shoulder. He didn't answer Canaan's words, but just smiled at Canaan, patted his shoulder and walked past Canaan.
As Mutt left, the hand that was originally on Canaan's shoulder slipped, and Canaan only felt a lightness on his shoulder. When he turned sideways, he could only see the back of the boy who had left him.
Standing under the huge ancient tree, he looked at the leaving figure of the young man from a distance, Mo Ming felt lost.
The oval-shaped metal instrument floats above the wide lake, the lower part is silver-white metal, and the upper part is a transparent and soft film, filled with a transparent solution.
It imitated the environment in which the baby was conceived in the mother's womb before it was born. In the huge oval vessel on the left, the man with a handsome face was completely immersed in the transparent liquid. He closed his eyes, his slender eyelashes moved slowly with the flow of liquid, and his jet-black hair seemed to be blown by an invisible air current. The snow-white skin on the stern cheeks shone slightly in the liquid, as if it were translucent.
Countless filaments extend from it, connecting to another oval vessel next to it. That vessel was also filled with a transparent solution, but it was empty.
Mutt fell from the air and landed lightly in front of the empty soft vessel. He was suspended in the air and stretched out his hand. The soft film wrapped in the soft liquid seemed to not exist, and his hand penetrated the film and was immersed in the solution.
His body moved forward, and his entire body penetrated the membrane.
At the last second when the whole person was about to completely enter the solution, he glanced sideways, his eyes flicked over the man sleeping in the solution beside him, and then smiled lightly.
In the next second, his entire body has passed through the soft membrane, and his entire body is submerged in the transparent liquid.
Mutt, who was immersed in the solution, slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep. The metal instrument under the soft film lit up, and thin threads stretched out and wrapped around the young man's body. Among them, several solid thin threads pierced into the young man's skin and were buried in the blood vessels.
The bright red blood slowly flowed out from those extremely thin threads, followed the direction, and flowed into the body of the man on the other side.
And the dozens of threads of light above penetrated from the back of the boy's neck, and then extended out, blending with the light extending from the man's back on the other side...
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Dive down, dive deeper, into the deepest depths.
To dive into the deepest recesses of that person's psyche...
When Mutt became conscious, he was floating in a dark place without any light.
He looked around and saw his feet. Under the side of the darkness where he was suspended, there was a thick curved wall.
It is a wall that guards the subconscious mind and the spirit. It is huge, hard, and can't be seen at a glance.
It was a huge, boundless wall that could almost be described as magnificent, and it firmly hid the man's spirit behind it, leaving no gaps.
To enter the major general's spiritual depths, one must pass through this wall.
How to do? Forcibly break through
But…
Mutt was suspended in front of the huge and hard wall, hesitating, tentatively reaching out his hand, wanting to try to touch it first.
Just when his fingertips touched the wall, the boy was stunned for a moment. He saw that his fingers penetrated the seemingly extremely hard wall without hindrance, and merged with the wall.
This seemingly unbreakable wall accepted him easily, without even the slightest resistance, the slightest hindrance, as if he was part of it.
Mutt, whose hands had already been integrated into the wall, was in a daze for a moment, as if there was some glimmer of light flickering in his dark pupils.
He lowered his eyes and raised the corners of his lips slightly. When he smiled, there was an indescribably soft and nostalgic look on his face.
Then, he moved forward, and his whole body merged into that wall, as if he merged into a familiar embrace.
...
Waking up from the darkness, I can vaguely feel the twilight around me, and I can also feel the ground under my feet. Mutt slowly opened his eyes, wanting to see clearly the subconscious world belonging to the major general first.
But before he could fully open his eyes, suddenly a strong force hit him from the side, his hands were suddenly twisted, and his whole body was pushed down to the ground.
His hands were raised above his head and pressed hard to the ground, his hard knees pressed against his soft abdomen, suppressing his body, and one hand locked his throat fiercely.
Mute instinctively raised his eyes, and met the cold dark blue eyes of the person who was pressing down on him.
With just one glance, his pupils shrank violently.
What he saw was a familiar face, but also a strange face.
That rare and handsome face in the world indeed belonged to the major general, but it was much younger. The person who pressed him to the ground and clasped his throat with his hands was not so much a man, but a boy about his age. .
"Who are you?"
The man who locked his throat looked down at him with slender phoenix eyes, and said coldly. Although the indifferent voice was deep and extremely oppressive, it was obviously a little clear that belonged to a teenager.