Since the activities of wet floods are very different from that of human beings, their urban design is not distributed on a single plane, but several planes intersect at a certain angle, giving the impression of a giant sky city. As a result, it was very difficult for me to move forward. While panting, I was excited to appreciate the vicissitudes of life in the ruins of prehistoric civilization.
In the depths of this ruin, I vaguely felt something wrong.
I feel the wind.
This is a very slight air current surging, gently sliding across my face. How could there be wind in the depths of the earth. Could it be the change in oppression that caused the airflow
I feel the air current, and I am struggling to advance through the huge ruins covered by the salt crust. I feel the surging of the air current more clearly, no longer if there is nothing, no longer intermittent.
Soon, I discovered that this was a regular turbulence. It is like a person's breath, exhaling and inhaling, the dust is light and dusty.
Finally, I saw her.
The woman who was crawling in the deepest part of the ruins, her limbs were all locked by bronze chains.
A light beam shot out from the darkness above her head, illuminating her naked body, her hair covered the rock on which she was crawling, and the black hair lined her beautiful face more and more white.
She opened her eyes and looked at me playfully, "Are you here?"
I stood in place, surrounded by nothingness and darkness, and the light source in my hand was insignificant in front of the huge beam of light. The beam illuminates her and also illuminates me.
I don't know why, but I didn't feel any fear. I just felt that the woman in front of me, crawling on her hair, was illusory.
She sat up, her tail shining with white light slowly swept back and forth, supporting her chin with her hand, "Where are you looking, Ning Chuan?"
I was shocked, "Who are you?"
"Why do you want to ask who I am? Didn't you follow my breath to find it?" The woman raised her mouth, and she breathed softly. Between the sheets, I felt an invisible tension and airflow. Surging with her breathing. At this moment, she seemed to be the creator here.
"You don't know who I am, but I know who you are."
I didn't say anything. She continued, "Your name is Ning Chuan. You came here to kill people."
"Who to kill?"
"Kill me," she said.
"I don't know it myself."
"But I know." The woman smiled triumphantly, "Why don't you call me Nuwa. Don't you believe it?"
"I don't know if I should believe it."
The woman smiled, "I am an omniscient god. I know that the real Ning Chuan is dead, and I also know that you are going to die too."
I was unmoved. I was already thinking about some other questions in my mind. Where did the light beam come from? Why did this woman appear here? She could not really be Nuwa. Her appearance was too sudden and the atmosphere was too much. It's weird, it's like...
"Ning Chuan, you are a very smart person. I feel very lucky to be here." The woman who claimed to be Nuwa changed her posture and continued to support her chin. I tried my best not to watch the stories of those who were sucked by the female elves. I know a little bit.
The woman continued, "Aren't you curious, where did the wet Jiao come from?"
I looked at the bronze chains hanging down with the beam, thoughtfully, "From, you?"
"Yes, they are from me, and I am their only mother."
"But there are many female Jiao Jiao."
"Mother Jiao, it's nothing more than a reproductive sac separated from my body." The woman said here, her coquettish tone brought a trace of sadness, "Ning Chuan, you know the most important thing for a race , What is it?"
"Reproduce offspring." I said.
"Yes, reproduce offspring." The woman continued, "The way you humans reproduce offspring is to mate and reproduce both sexes, so naturally they can reproduce endlessly. But if there is such a race, they actually have never Is there only one mother?"
I looked at the huge bronze chains and had nothing to say.
The coquettishness is restored in the woman’s voice, "Even if the number of women who can afford to reproduce in your human society accounts for half of the entire group, in the past few thousand years of history, the entire maternal group will inevitably be materialized. A tool for procreation. If a group has only one motherhood, how sad is this mother?"
Of course it is extremely sad, she will become the god of this race, a god bound by bronze chains.
"So, who are you?"
"Do you remember the declining nation you saw in the underground of Changning?"
"of course I remember."
"In that building, you saw the mother body. The mother body releases the information tentacles, accepts the memories of everyone around you, and transmits all people’s memories through the information tentacles. In this way, the memories of all people in the ethnic group living around the mother body , Will become the same, they become a whole, everyone is just a cell that makes up the whole. Am I right?"
I was silent. She was right. This is indeed the conclusion we reached underground in Guangxi.
The woman smiled triumphantly, "Don't you think that the wet flood can carry memories into the human body, and turn this person's self-identity into a wet flood, similar to the information tentacles released by the mother's body?"
I thought about it, "In other words, the wet scorpion is equivalent to the information tentacles, and you are equivalent to the mother who releases the information tentacles?"
"Yes. This is not a coincidence. I am the maternal body in a macroscopic sense, and the similarity between me and the Guangxi maternal body is not a coincidence, but an inevitable connection. The maternal body can receive the memory brought by the information tentacles, and I can also .So you know why I claim to be an omniscient god.";
The radiation range of the mother's body is only around the immortal village, and the radiation range of this woman will follow the footsteps of the wet flood, spreading across the water system of the whole world, it is not an exaggeration to call her an all-knowing god.
"When I had my own consciousness, I didn’t know who I was. Maybe, it’s equivalent to the Nuwa of your humans, but Nuwa gave her people the ability to reproduce offspring. My mistake was that I didn’t do it. Up to this point. I don’t know where I come from. I only know that when I was born my consciousness, I already appeared in the depths of the ocean floor. I gave birth to damp scorpions. They established civilization and treated me like me. The gods, afterwards, we escaped from the ocean and came to land, and I lost the ability to reproduce. They had to find other ways to reproduce offspring, but we, me, and the mothers who were stripped from my body were permanently Locked here."
"Why do you lose the ability to reproduce?"
"I don't know." There was a dazed look in her eyes, "The universe is vast, the world is changing, you are ants, and so are I, maybe something happened in the world that I don't know. I'm just a prisoner. The prisoner of, it is not that the damp floods imprison me, it is that I was destined to be imprisoned from the beginning of my birth, and now I have... "She took a deep breath," it has been thousands of years."
"Do you want me to let you out?"
"No." The woman said, "I can't escape, the only way to escape..."
The woman stood up, her coquettish tail slid slowly on the ground, her black hair swaying, and a smile on her beautiful face. She slid towards me slowly, and the two were close at hand. The white light above her dazzled her very clearly, "The only way to get away is to kill me."
"Are you no longer in charge of your people?"
She sneered, "I am their god, they are not my people."
"Then what do I need to do?"
The woman’s eyes suddenly became sad again. She turned around, her white waist looming in her black hair, “Luckily, you are here. Maybe, this is destined. In this world, there are only You can kill me." She sighed leisurely, "The Yellow River walks eastward, and the white sunset is in the west sea. The vicissitudes of life in your writings, the sun rises and the moon sets, I don't think I have a chance to take a look in this life. You will know what to do. ."
She waved, "Go, follow the direction of the wind."
The beam suddenly went out, and I was awakened suddenly. Huang Liang had a dream, dripping with cold sweat. (End of this chapter)