In this multiverse, many species are far more fertile than humans.
Even though humans have a hormonal system that is capable of estrus around the clock, given that one childbirth takes nine to ten months and each childbirth is mostly one child, human fertility is actually very weak in nature, especially since humans are still flesh and blood creatures. , they cannot reproduce without interruption in their life. Generally speaking, two or three times is a lot, and some individuals even have no adaptability to reproduce among each other.
Of course, this is only relative to some particularly high-yield species... Each species has its own advantages and disadvantages in reproduction. Generally speaking, the longer the natural life span, the fewer children will be born, and the shorter the natural life span, the fewer children will be born. The more there are - so for some intelligent species with a natural lifespan of more than three thousand years, humans may be a little more difficult to give birth to than the Zerg.
In any case, as the most basic part of a society of intelligent life, reproduction creates the foundation of a race. It determines the form and social tendencies of a civilization, and can even determine the direction of its collective will. Changing the reproduction process or essence of a race can undoubtedly change the shape of the entire race from the most basic level, whether the change is accelerated or slowed down.
There are very few races that have such courage to make any major changes in the reproduction process of their own race - it is not because they are afraid of the unknown, but because they sincerely believe that the reproduction process of their race has evolved naturally over tens of millions of people. The perfect form that was finally reached in 2016, no need to make any changes.
But humans are different.
Mrs. Mike Rowe, made a change.
Starfall 858, January 1, 7:34 a.m. UTC in Mycroft, Mycroft World, Eternal Lake in the Far South, Lange City Central Hospital.
A young man was waiting anxiously outside the operating room. He was walking back and forth in the corridor, like a tireless walking machine. He could see that the trash can next to him was filled with ice cream boxes. As you can imagine, , how much ice cream did the nervous gentleman eat while waiting.
It can be seen that he likes to eat vanilla flavor.
This man looked to be only in his early twenties. He was handsome, very young, with black hair, and his eyes were a rare purple color. He raised his head from time to time, glanced at the closed door of the operating room, and glanced at the wall. On the notice board above, there is a line of elegant elf handwriting.
[No smoking in the hospital]
"Who knows how to smoke!"
He angrily muttered to himself: "Going to meet your child for the first time with the smell of cigarette smoke - I'm not a retarded person."
It is obvious that this gentleman - no, now we can say 'the father', the reason for waiting in the hospital is already obvious. He is waiting for his wife to give birth to the child of their love. However, this process basically relies on the efforts of the mother alone, and as the father, he can only be like a chocobo suffering from anxiety disorder, no different from a waste.
I don't know how much time passed, but the red light in the operating room finally turned green, and an elf doctor who looked relaxed and not very tired walked out of it.
"Mr. Fafnir Chris, the operation was successful. My wife and child are both healthy."
After stopping Fafnir, who wanted to enter the operating room, the elf doctor sighed and reassured him: "Oh, you can't go in now, your wife is after all... well, a goblin. What I mean is I mean, that scene might be a little unsightly, just... you know, a little weird."
"What's wrong!" Mr. Fafnir glared: "Are you questioning my love for Vera?!"
"...No." The elf doctor was interrupted and couldn't say any follow-up warning, so he could only shake his head and said: "Okay, but to be honest, I will never understand the weird orientation of you humans..."
This time, he didn't stop him.
Although he was very powerful, Fafnir was still cautious and gentle when he walked into the operating room, fearing to disturb anyone, but soon, a cheerful lady's voice, which was slightly weak, came from inside.
"Honey, is that you?"
"It's me! It's me!"
Hearing this voice, Fafnir immediately perked up, and then rushed to the small ward. The next moment, he saw a gleaming, very petite human figure lying on a special white crystal operating table ( Two palm-sized) on the side, while several elf doctors and nurses on the side were removing micro-surgery tools with related characteristics.
"The difficulty of the spiritual separation surgery is not as high as expected. It feels quite simple."
"Compared with giving birth, it was really difficult to get them pregnant in the first place... I really don't understand, it's just a cross-species, how can they (humans) still be in estrus across body types?"
"Hey, don't mention this. Didn't the leader of the Lange tribe marry a sea dragon lady with the blood of an ancient thunder dragon? That's also a cross-species and cross-body type."
"But the dragon has human transformation. The patriarch is also a druid and can transform into beasts - it's easy to say."
Fafnir can naturally hear these undisguised conversations, but he has no time to argue with these people about what Platonic spiritual love is, nor is he too lazy to explain to these people what 'dependence and blending' is - that is more complicated than pure blood blending. Complete and direct soul fusion, giving birth to the next generation of two souls.
It's just that the process is a bit troublesome, if it weren't for the fact that the Mycrof civilization has been exposed to a lot of pure energy and spiritual life in the past ten years, such as the champion of the gold single group of the first Multi-Galaxy Civilization Invitational Tournament, 'Armond Civilization' , and received their assistance in research, otherwise, it would be a huge problem to make offspring between humans and fairies who originally did not have this function.
"How's it going, honey?"
Since the ectoplasm separation operation was successful, and there was no suggestion that the goblin was infected, the doctor did not stop Fafnir from approaching. He came to the white crystal operating table and stared at it nervously, because the ectoplasm was not infected. A wind fairy with part of its mass separated and looking a little weak.
"I'm fine. I just want to move normally. It will probably take a few days."
It can be seen that this wind fairy has long cyan hair, light golden eyes, making her delicate and cute, and a pair of lattice wings that look like the energy shield of a void battleship, proving that she is a fairy who is closely following the new era. , she was holding a small spot of light in her arms at this time, her face filled with the glory of motherhood - but the whole goblin was only as big as a palm.
Several doctors who were about to leave looked at Fafnir with empty eyes. They always felt that this was a crime, but they couldn't find any evidence.
For fairies, separating a part of spiritual essence is like separating a part of flesh and blood. In fact, Fafnir has also separated part of his own spiritual essence a long time ago, but that was all a few months ago. Now it is early. It's almost recovered.
"Anyway, our child is healthy!"
Saying this, the wind fairy named Vera happily raised the light spot in her hand, and Fafnir carefully used his magic power to turn into an invisible gentle stance to replace his too huge hand. , holding up the light spot, which was only as big as the nail of his little finger.
"Yes... I feel... a very stable energy frequency, very good, great!"
"Cough, cough."
And just when the couple was talking sweet words, confiding their feelings for each other, and even starting to look forward to the future of their child, accompanied by a slight cough, the elf doctor came slowly at first. He squinted and looked at the medicine in his hand. A piece of paper, and then he said with a serious look, as if it was a routine: "Congratulations to both of you, the operation was successful, mother..."
At this point, he got stuck. He didn't know whether to say 'son' or 'female', but the doctor was an elf after all. He passed this paragraph with a change of tone that seemed to be singing: "...According to this 'New Mike Rowe' I have to ask for your opinion on the husband's fertility law, and I believe you all know the content."
"In summary, do you agree with us performing the 'Divine Machine Accompanying' ceremony for the newborn?"
Do you even need to ask
Fafnir and Vera first looked at each other, and then said in unison: "We agree!"
But having said that, Mr. Fafnir Chris was still a little nervous. He swallowed, looked at the light spot in his hand, and said to himself a little doubtfully: "But, my child can really do it now. Do you want to enter the companionship ceremony? I mean, it should be okay to do it when you are older, right?"
After all, according to the news he had received before, the most primitive divine machine companionship ceremony requires taking out a part of the newborn's body to perform the ceremony, and then putting it back into the newborn's body to achieve companionship. And your child... is special after all. Maybe when he or she grows up, he or she will have a human semi-entity, but now, it is a pure fairy body.
Is this okay
"no problem."
The doctor had obviously thought about similar issues for a long time. He shrugged and said: "The old ritual three years ago is generally based on the traditional rituals of that gentleman's family. Although it can achieve a 100% stable resonance rate, However, many parents of children thought it was too bloody and might be harmful to their children, so they always refused. So soon, a brand new method appeared two years ago, which does not require taking out a part of the body, but directly performs rituals through the air. ”
"And now, our technology has improved again."
As he said this, a faint blue light of time and space appeared in the doctor's hand. Soon, a test tube containing a silver light like a nebula appeared out of thin air, as if it was filled with a miniature galaxy, and was held by the doctor. In hand: "By drawing on the structure of the 'Black Mist', the highest creation of the 'Sanctuary Civilization', and adding some of Mycroft's unique technologies, we developed the 'Physical State Reagent', and used this to carry the Divine Machine companion The ritual does not only require taking out a part of the body, nor does it need to be performed directly on the newborn. It only needs to inject the core of the lucid divine machine into a reagent, so that the newborn can obtain the companionship of the divine machine."
"In the past, the Sanctuary civilization called this ritual the 'artificial gods'. I think it makes sense - but we have more weapons than them, haha."
After so many years, a lot of top-secret information has gradually been made public, and now it has become a joke to harmonize the atmosphere between doctors and patients.
After listening to the doctor's explanation, both Fafnir and Vera breathed a sigh of relief - it's not that they are old-fashioned, but that their child does have a special shape and cannot withstand much damage when he is born, but soon, The new student's doubts reappeared: "But doctor, our child is so young... isn't this lucid dream reagent too big?"
The doctor sighed. He handed Fafnir the divine machine core test tube that had been turned into a lucid reagent in his hand, and then made a 'put it in' motion.
For a while, Fafnir couldn't react, but Vera on the side understood it. She was stunned at first, and then shocked: "Pretend... to put it in?"
She glanced at the test tube, and at this moment, she actually had a vision of a baby stroller: "The bottle... the little man in the bottle?!"
"Otherwise, wouldn't it be possible to inject it? It's not a balloon."
The doctor did not pay attention to the shock of the two people: "The phase reagent is the best culture medium for the phase life during the growth period, at least it is much better than if you leave it outdoors. Moreover, in the process of growth, it gradually grows up with the With the symbiosis of the divine machine and the divine machine, the resonance rate between him and the divine machine will definitely reach an extremely high level in the future, and it will not be difficult even to break through the 'measurement limit of 100%'. Believe me, we have done more tests in this regard than you think. "
Not to mention the two people holding the test tube and the newborn's bright spots, with tangled faces and not knowing how to 'fit it in'. The perspective stretches, leaving the hospital in the city center and arriving at the entire Lange City.
I can see people coming and going on the street, of all races and forms of life. There are humanoid life forms of flesh and blood, and mechanical entities with iron and steel bones. In mid-air, there are ghosts and winged intelligences. Life flies, and these creatures of different shapes, some of which even come from different worlds and civilizations, without exception, all take the form of humans and walk in the human world.
Logically speaking, among all the living beings, it should be more difficult to distinguish the purebred Mrs. Mike Rowe, but in fact it is not.
It can be seen that on the street, next to or behind almost every Mrs. Mike Rowe, there is a semi-spiritual body of different shapes floating. They are either human-shaped, weapon-shaped, or even animals, monsters, and objects. , musical instruments, or various other weird geometric objects. Any being with such a semi-spiritual companion is undoubtedly Mrs. McLord.
Even children as young as seven or eight years old have corresponding spiritual bodies floating around, protecting and guiding the playful children to avoid danger. Human children may not know what is dangerous, but as their companions, Best playmates, guides and weapons.
Regardless of whether they will not need this kind of guidance in the future, at least for now, the 'divine machine' will open up a safe and smooth path for them before they grow up.
Of course, not all Mrs. Mike Rowe chooses to be accompanied by a divine machine. At least, there are still some people who look at this sudden appearance of a half-body spirit with suspicion.
"How can you ensure the safety of this companion?"
They always ask like this, with a tone full of doubts and even fierce attacks: "You have no way to ensure it, right? If the divine machine backfires, wouldn't we, ordinary people without extraordinary power, be dead?"
For various reasons, they always refuse to change, but their doubts cannot be regarded as wrong. At least, in the process of developing Shenji Companion, the developers have thought of this problem earlier than they did.
And the answer to this question is 'it doesn't matter'.
Not safe? It's just not safe. There is no 100% safety in this world. If you want absolute safety and tranquility, then you can only recommend death... Ah, death is not peace, because an absolutely strong person, even if the dead is annihilated in the void, can forcibly reverse entropy. And time, forcefully drag people back.
Even the original human body is not safe - various genetic diseases, various birth defects, and even natural shortcomings bred in the embryo, aren't they more dangerous than artificially created and perfect divine machines? Not to mention other things, toothache, stomach problems, digestive problems, cancer... Which of these things is not painful and which is not dangerous
Moreover, compared to the divine machine that has never had any problems so far, what humans should be most wary of should be other things - such as car accidents, exploring other worlds, accidentally bumping into sharp things, learning spells that cause Backlash, excessive tempering of fighting spirit leads to the decline of life... There are countless people all over the world who have died from practicing extraordinary power and died from their own swords. There are also people who don't learn magic and fighting spirit without using weapons and tools.
You know, God knows how many people died violently every day as a result of practicing Falun Gong.
But the divine machine can avoid most of the above dangers.
They are spiritual bodies and weapons that accompany humans. When they perform companionship rituals, they can transform the companion's body so that it can reach a naturally perfect state. He can avoid sudden attacks and indicate dangerous areas before the spell backfires. Give warnings, and bear the spell together when the backlash occurs. Practicing fighting spirit can also guide the companion. If the companion insists on going his own way, at least he can prepare a suicide note for the other party (some will choose to inform the city guard or the companion's parents).
Maybe in the future, if the divine machine is accompanied by something bad, something bad will happen and some undesirable situation will result. For example, a group of useless people will be born who rely on the divine machine for everything - but such people will still rely on the divine machine even if they don't have it. In the final analysis, his parents are useless, but Shen Ji will at least prevent him from making mistakes because of his useless behavior.
As for the divine machine that backfires on the companion... it is not impossible. For example, if the companion is too useless, the divine machine cannot bear to be squeezed, and it is indeed reasonable to resist in anger or something. But in the final analysis, the divine machine is a spiritual body that is born from the soul and body of the companion. If you have to say it, the real backlash is, from a certain point of view, it is just one's own left hand fighting the right hand, and it is just schizophrenia, and This situation has not happened yet and cannot be used as a counterexample.
Of course, there are some people who don't try Shenji Companion for reasons other than such superficial reasons.
Outside Lange City Central Hospital, a middle-aged man who didn't look particularly old was looking at the hospital with complex eyes. He could sense that his son and daughter-in-law were among them, for his... grandson or granddaughter? Forget it, leave him alone.
All in all, they were happy and cheerful.
But as a 'grandpa', he has all kinds of emotions in his heart.
"What a magical machine..."
The former Chris Radcliffe, now known as Felstenner Chris, let out a long breath: "Is this fate?"
His father wanted it. For rights and responsibilities.
He doesn't want it. For freedom, to escape responsibility.
His son grew up knowing all this.
But his grandson obtained it without knowing anything about it.
The longings and desires of four generations, the cause and effect and cycle that have entangled four generations, are once again linked to the people who hold the blood of the Radcliffe family. He can even hear the words that have not yet been born. The divine machine of the self is cheering and humming, and the ritual, which was born out of the Radcliffe family contract, is feeling inspired by the contact with the blood of the original owner.
"Lucky little guy, my grandchild... is different from me who has evaded responsibility and is not qualified to own it anymore. You know nothing about it and do not need to bear any responsibility... because someone has already cut off the fate of his bloodline. So that you can grow freely.”
And the chain of cause and effect belonging to the Radcliffe family is finally connected to all human beings, and even all intelligent life in the future.
The middle-aged man sighed happily and sighed silently. The blond lady beside him gently put her hand on the back of her husband's hand - she thought it was because the other man was feeling emotional because he was going to be a grandfather, so this The lady named Sophie said softly: "Don't sigh, old guy, this is all a good thing."
"Yes. It's all a good thing. Wait, you guy, I'm not old!" He subconsciously agreed. After Chris reacted, he pretended to be angry at his wife who was covering her mouth and laughing softly: "I'll let you know tonight. My awesomeness—give Fafnir another younger sibling!”
"...Yes. It's all a good thing."
In the sky above Lange City, the winged girl with blue hair and black wings looked down at the entire city. No. 3 looked at the city's Central Hospital with complex eyes, at 'humans' and 'elves', 'entity life' and 'lucid states'. At the scene of life giving birth to offspring, I don't know if it was helplessness or relief, but I shook my head: "Is it possible that the blood of the Radcliffe family naturally likes non-human beings? Even goblins can attack them... But it’s all good things.”
"If I hadn't allocated resources to conduct relevant research... Huh, these two little guys, do they really think they can find out the method of 'relying and blending' to conceive offspring so quickly? This pregnancy seems to be perfect, and my thinking is indeed true. no problem."
The human reproduction model has changed due to the efforts of her and countless others.
—All good things.
The artificial intelligence behind all this development nodded slightly, then turned her head and looked at the entire Lange City.
Naturally, a large number of accompanying divine machines came into her sight.
"... I really didn't expect that this day would actually happen."
No. 3 watched as the creation of her former mother world developed bit by bit into what it is today. She watched as the divine machine gradually became what Mycroft civilization is today with the efforts of her and everyone in the Moldavia Lord's Mansion. Things that are indispensable for the future, the feelings in my heart are not only gratifying, but also a little complicated.
All the hard work and struggle have paid off... But can that person see it now
He certainly can. Definitely.
"Joshua, the current multi-dimensional galaxy is not peaceful... Not only that, people's hearts are starting to be a little shaky."
Thinking of this, No. 3 naturally opened the Magic Network. As a humanoid spiritual terminal, one of the central administrators of the Magic Network, and a high-level member of the Mycroft civilization, she was naturally able to connect the entire multi-dimensional galaxy and know many secrets that ordinary people could not know.
As you can see, there are many slightly anxious posts and anonymous exchanges in major forums.
[The Multi-Galaxy United Conference was recently held, and even the third Multi-Civilization Invitational Tournament was suspended. Is something big going to happen again?]
[During the conference, the magic network will be strictly enforced, and the following words are strictly prohibited in discussions (links attached)]
[I heard that there is another natural disaster on the other side of the multi-dimensional galaxy. Netizens around the Biros Galaxy have no news. I was playing online in the Arena some time ago, and suddenly disconnected in the middle of the game. I have become accustomed to it in the past few years]
[Pray for blessings and donate, netizens all over the world are one family, and we are all members of the big league]
[What is the use of praying for donations? Official aid has been sent out a long time ago. I heard that the legendary swordsman and the new pope are still leading the team. Now ordinary people like us can just wait for the news]
[Well, although I know it is far away from us, I don’t know why, but I always feel panicked... ]
No. 3 browsed the anonymous discussion thread. Compared with serious forums that guide public opinion, this kind of place that only applies for a range of areas and conducts private discussions can truly express everyone's thoughts - although the imminent invasion of Dark Chaos has not yet occurred. It is not fully informed to the public, but the increasingly tense social situation and numerous trends will always make some keen people feel nervous and guess something.
"Brandon, Loranda has been the vanguard of the Biros Galaxy for almost three years. The Ten Thousand Realms Sacrifice and the shadow space where the Shadow Sage connects all realms have indeed made communication a lot easier... But what if they didn't If you block it, the evil gods can invade all walks of life just as easily."
Thinking of this, No. 3's face darkened slightly: "As the interpreter of the big information library, the carrier and manager of the magic network, I can only stay behind... I always feel that I can't help you much, and I can only save a little time. Machine things.”
But there was no other way. Even though he had obtained the inheritance of the God of the Sky, reached the legendary realm in the general sense, and became the second legendary powerhouse among the people in the Lord's Mansion besides Joshua, No. 3 still knew very well. I'm not good at fighting at all, so I can't help others much in this regard.
Thinking of this, she subconsciously opened a private high-density forum. She could see that there were basically few people posting in this simple forum. The two latest posts were both a few days ago.
But the content of the post seemed particularly shocking.
The first post was posted by a user with the ID of 'Love·Physical Mission·Friendly', and the content of the post was exactly the scene of 'Beros Galaxy' that was mentioned in the anonymous discussion thread before.
It was a star field on the edge of the Biros Galaxy. It was originally desolate and uninhabited. However, with the repeated confirmation of the Knowledge Receiver, Mycroft's explorers unearthed a large forerunner of the Demon Sage Era here. remains.
But now, the original ruins world has become the current fortress star field - with the entire Pioneer ruins group as the center, large areas of void fortresses and world fortresses are like city walls made of steel, connecting the entire The star field was blocked tightly and became an extremely strong fortress group.
At least hundreds of civilizations are transfusing blood towards this place and constantly adding fortresses. It can be seen that in this large fortress community, there are dozens of different styles, mixed with almost all extraordinary powers and their corresponding The derivative power, the extremely powerful extraordinary fluctuations, even distorted the light of this star field, making the entire side of the Biros Galaxy shine with twisted rainbow light.
The second post was posted by a user with the ID of 'Sword of Protection'. The content of the post was an interpretation of the internal documents of the Pioneer-class ruins in the Byros Galaxy.
[This is a civilization named 'Barod'. The civilization's suicide note left before it was on the verge of destruction. The content is very long and complex. It explains the history and development process of their entire civilization, as well as their key technologies, which is relatively important. I have uploaded the data to the Omega area of the unified information database. Enter the corresponding secret key to browse]
[However, for us, the most important information is not those materials, but their regrets and emotions before their demise]
['We made the wrong decision to downgrade our civilization to avoid the destruction of the evil god... It was really a big mistake. After we castrated ourselves to a second-level civilization, although the evil god would not take the initiative to take action, this does not mean It doesn't mean that the Familia will ignore us, and the more Familia there are, the evil gods will also pay attention... Sure enough, as the 'sage' said, escaping will not solve the problem, it will only be solved by the problem. ']
[Recently, there have been a lot of negative comments in the Magic Network, as well as related statements by escapists who undermine their self-confidence. There are even many acquaintances among them, hoping to settle in the sanctuary world. When the ostrich escapes with his life from the invasion of evil gods, ... To be honest, it was the last moment. It was a shelter left for the survivors after our defeat, not something for escape. No one can live in it for nothing without bloodshed. I hope you can arrange it and guide relevant public opinion. , strictly investigate pessimistic speeches]
This user's speech was very intense and he seemed to be really angry. Although he did not say harsh words, his words were very harsh.
[Escape is useless. As the man has always said, only by facing hardship can we gain a chance of survival - no victory will come without reason. We must fight to get a chance for the safe start of the shelter world in the future.]
"Yes, just like that man said..."
Suspended in the sky, No. 3 raised her head. She looked towards the sky, her eyes penetrated the sky and went straight into the void: "It's just like you always said."
"But, when will you appear in front of us and truly say these words yourself?"
The artificial intelligence clearly knows that this will not take long... Deep in the depths of the Demonic Network, at the core of the Creation Maelstrom, the huge pulse is getting faster and faster, and getting bigger and bigger.
"This year is the eighth year since you left the normal multi-dimensional galaxy and went to the whirlpool of creation."
This year is the eighth year that Joshua Van Radcliffe has entered the maelstrom of creation.
The time of Advent is coming.
All substitutes (not)
(End of chapter)