"The Hope has set sail, targeting the Centauri galaxy, with a range of 4.2 light years. The exploration fleet has taken away the remaining energy, which is enough to allow them to maintain the speed of light for a hundred years. I hope they can find a habitable planet as soon as possible... If not, They will go to the next galaxy to continue their search..."
"In the aftermath of the Doomsday War, our galaxy is falling to low latitudes. Only shelters between subspaces can keep people normal. They must be in a deep sleep. As long as the shelters operate normally, the sleeping people People are almost immortal, but in order to ensure the normal operation of their brain nerves, the system will connect their consciousness to a virtual world."
"... Due to energy limitations, this world can only be the size of a city, but compared to the number of survivors, it is more than enough. I don't know whether to be happy or sad... "
"I was the first watchman, sending a signal to the Hope, proving that we were still alive. I will spend the rest of my life waiting for news of the Hope's return. Compared to the people sleeping in the shelter, I may be lucky. .Although the world outside is cold and dark, I know that I am in reality..."
"I hope that people in the future can understand that although sacrifices are unavoidable, you are shouldering a great mission..."
"We believe that such sacrifices and waiting are worth it... We can only believe... "
The white light disappeared, and the First Watcher's message ended. Ren Zhifei's vision went dark, and he realized that his eyes were closed, and there were sounds of water all around him. He was indeed in the water this time. The strange thing is that he can maintain normal breathing in the water.
The conjecture in his mind made him involuntarily open his eyes. He saw that he was in a transparent pillar, with no hair on his body, and was wrapped in an unknown liquid in the pillar. As Ren Zhifei's consciousness returned, the liquid slowly faded away, and then the transparent pillars surrounding him rose upwards, and the outside space was finally revealed in front of him. Ren Zhifei couldn't wait to walk out, but suddenly felt his body was heavy. As soon as he took a step, he knelt uncontrollably on the cold ground.
After trying for a long time, Ren Zhifei finally stood up again. He looked around and found that there were rows of transparent pillars around him. There were people sleeping in each pillar. Only a few of them were empty, or the pillars themselves had been broken, and the people sleeping inside had turned into withered bones. He finally confirmed his guess, took a long breath, and murmured to himself: "This is the outside world."
He walked around slowly, trying to find something while recovering his body's ability to move. The entire space is indescribably huge, and there are such transparent pillars as far as the eye can see. Ren Zhifei estimated in his mind that there were hundreds of thousands.
But he was lucky. He didn't go far before he saw Lang Zhijia and Zhang Yi. They closed their eyes tightly and slept peacefully in the pillars.
Roars echoed in the vast space, and at the end of the pillar, an iron door slowly opened. The cold and decaying atmosphere hit his face, and Ren Zhifei saw that it was not completely dark inside the door, and the flickering lights seemed like stars at night. He knew that the last stop was ahead.
The world inside the door is a small space of about fifty square meters, with countless screens occupying the entire wall. All the screens were flashing with incomprehensible data and lines, except for the largest screen in the center. On the screen was a vast starry sky, and occasionally a meteor streaked across, letting Ren Zhifei know that this was not a still image, but the real outside world, the outside universe!
The majestic cosmic scene almost sucked Ren Zhifei's soul in, and he didn't know how long it took before he woke up from the piercing sirens.
A red light was flashing on the platform in front of me. Under the red light was a small screen with two buttons next to it, one red and one green. Ren Zhifei looked at the small screen, which displayed a line of words, "Do you want to format the city system and rebuild it?" He noticed the time in the lower right corner of the screen, "May 27, 7586."
Ren Zhifei pursed his lips and looked at a screen on the right, which displayed "The message from the Hope has not been received yet. Do you want to send another message to the Hope?"
On the left screen are bright red characters: "The shelter is running low on energy and can only sustain the last city reconstruction or signal transmission."
Ren Zhifei raised his hand, hovered between the two buttons, thought for a long time, and finally pressed it hard.
The peripheral machines made a low humming sound, which seemed to be starting some kind of program. Ren Zhifei looked around and saw an open refrigerator-like cabinet next to him, which was empty. He breathed a sigh of relief, lay down tiredly on the chair and fell asleep.
Ren Zhifei had a dream, in which he saw his young parents and childhood friends. It was morning in the city, and everything was beautiful under the rising sun, as if everything was reborn.
It's just that in that beautiful world, there is no self.