It seems that most of the races that escaped from the guardian's natural disaster have received help from the people of the starry sky. Those ancient beings from the depths of the stars are shrouded in a veil of mystery. So far, Hao Ren has not found any reliable historical materials or relics about the Star People in the Dream Plane. He doesn't know where those luminous creatures were born, I don't know their social form and civilization form, and even their language and characters are in the fog. The only thing that is certain is that these creatures have extremely high technology and are quite familiar with the goddess of creation—if not, they It is also impossible to fight against the mad guardians after the goddess falls.
"Did they bring the golden disc?" Hao Ren touched his chin, feeling that the people of the starry sky seemed to be entangled with more and more secrets, "Where did they find the artifact... Before the founding star exploded, the golden disc should be It’s all in the Kingdom of God.”
"Muru once mentioned some special races called 'Eternal Ones'. It is said that they were the ancient races that lived in this universe before the goddess of creation created creatures," Vivian suddenly remembered some details, " At that time, we didn't ask carefully, could the ancients be the people of the starry sky?"
Hao Ren hummed, and turned to the old man: "What about after that? When you start your journey, are these people of the starry sky still with you?"
"It is said that in the first few hundred years of the voyage, they were with us, and those creatures of light lived in the navigation cabin of the ark," the old man said tremblingly, "but after several years, they determined that the artifact had worked, so Just left, maybe to help other survivors. Our fleet continued on the road, trying to find a safe place, but the entire universe has been polluted... Every livable planet has natural disasters, all ecosystems It's all diseased, full of huge tentacles and poisonous blood pools, our artifacts can only protect the fleet, but can't purify the entire planet. After losing several spaceships, the fleet decided not to dock. We will continue to wander , until we find a planet free from natural disasters..."
Vivian frowned and asked, "What's the matter with infectious diseases?"
The old man gasped heavily. He said in a low voice: "No one knows what's going on. It appears suddenly, without warning, and there is no way to treat it. With our medical technology, we can't find the cause. We only know that it can infect adults, but it does not affect children. The effects diminish gradually, the younger you are. The less affected you are by the disease, and the mortality rate for adults infected is almost 100 percent...”
"Almost 100%," Nangong Wuyue looked at the old man's face, "Are you the only exception?"
The old man raised his hand, looked at the furrowed lines on his skin, and said hoarsely, "Yes, I was the only exception, because I was very young at the time, oh. Very young, probably because of this, the plague opened up to me. On the one hand—but a lot of people my age aren't so lucky."
Vivian raised her eyebrows slightly: "How old were you when you were frozen for the first time?"
"I... I can't remember. Twenty years old, or twenty-two years old?" The old man's eyes became cloudy again. "I just remember being locked in a white room, training day and night, learning, brainwashing to master those knowledge and skills... because when the disease spread, we found that it was irresistible, just like the ecological natural disaster that happened in our hometown , it was a super disaster, so we started to prepare for the aftermath. We spent a few years remodeling the ark and building the final vault. In the process, more than half of the people died, and the project almost ended due to lack of manpower. Failed... We put healthy children in hibernation facilities. And as much as possible to give the older children knowledge, because they will need it in the future, but it is not enough, not enough... The oldest of them is only thirteen years old , and these thirteen-year-olds account for less than one percent of the total population."
"That's why you were here," Hao Ren slowly guided, allowing the old man to recall more things, "You are the teacher and parent of those children, and when the virus in the ark is wiped out one day, you will lead them to rebuild civilization? "
The old man's head trembled slightly, as if nodding up and down: "Oh, yes, I want to guide them... After the children go to sleep, the adults will go to fend for themselves, and the shelter will be closed for a hundred years until the ecosystem Complete a thorough internal cycle before restarting. When everything is ready, the children will wake up and start their lives again under the leadership of the 'parents'. But originally the 'parents' were not just me. We have many candidates, each of whom Strong will, strong learning ability, able to lead the team, and most importantly, have a certain resistance to the plague. But then the other candidates died one by one, and the plague only weakened them, and they had no real resistance. I ended up being the only one out of the training facility, the kids had already lined up into the hibernation pod, and the last few dozen dying people in the ark gave me a little send-off, and I've been here ever since. "
Lily asked curiously: "Why are you placed here independently?"
"For the sake of safety," the old man said slowly, "because until the day when the vault is completed, our medical scientists are not sure if I am really not sick at all, or if I am carrying the 'virus', if even the last healthy person We are all infected with the plague, then we would rather give up the reconstruction plan. So I was sealed here independently, and every ten years, I was awakened, and then I checked my body—I remembered, those are the ones I used... "
The old man tremblingly pointed to the corner of the room. Hao Ren saw an old device there, which seemed to have been used for medical treatment.
"Every ten years, I wake up, and then draw blood, test, and examine my skull alone," the old man said slowly with his head down, "Through a small glass window next to the door, I look at the fifteen Thousands of little cradles, knowing that the blood of my family is still waiting to continue in the freeze, this can give me enough courage. Every time I wake up from the freeze, I count the number of times I 'get up', I Told myself to count to ten and start over... until one day I suddenly found myself writing 11 in my notebook—while the vault host was uncharacteristically silent."
The scene was quiet.
"System failure," Hao Ren sighed. "The radiation from the reactor leaked and spread to the entire cabin. The mainframe of the vault urgently activated the dormant cabin outside. It probably felt that it was better for people to hide in the refuge city than to sleep in the dormant cabin forever." Better. But the machine missed you."
The old man's wrinkled face froze on a complicated expression. It was hard to tell whether he was crying or laughing, but there was nothing unexpected in it. He just followed Hao Ren and sighed softly: "I know, there must be something wrong with the system, but now I finally know the details."
Lily felt that all this was difficult to accept: "This kind of accident should not have happened. There is a problem with the program of the vault host, and there is also a problem with the location of the vault. There is a reactor between it and the refuge city. This is not a good road. Lu, if you can test more... oh, forget it."
Lily didn't go any further because she knew that the people in the ark had tried their best at that time: their people were dying every day, and the places they could choose were only a few corners in the spaceship. No one knows if they will ever see the day when the project is finished. When the vault was completed, there were only a few dozen adults left in the ship—they couldn't test the entire system, and didn't have a chance to imagine any alternatives.
Everything is a gamble, a bet that this plan will not go wrong.
But no one is the protagonist, and fate does not favor anyone.
"How did you live after that?" Vivian stared at the old man's face, which was wrinkled, dry and thin. This face was only in his twenties when he first entered this room, full of youth, but now he is old She lost her appearance, "How long have you been awake?"
"A long time, intermittent waking up. At first I forced myself to keep waking up every ten years. Every time I woke up, I checked my body according to the plan. I prayed that when I woke up next time, I could see those children standing at the door, but then I Giving up slowly, giving up on myself, eating and drinking - I should be glad they left me enough food, because I was the only person in the ship who still had food, and they just stuffed the rest of it in They won’t be using this room anyway,” the old man showed a weeping smile, “Really, I wasted a lot of time, but then I found it was worse than death, so I went back to sleep and set the time I wake up once in thirty years, and this has lasted many times. I found that my hair gradually turned gray and wrinkles appeared on my face, so I was afraid. I suddenly realized that I wasted not only my own time, but also the outside world Those children, so before the last hibernation, I did the last meaningful thing... Oh, yes, yes, I remembered, the most important, the most important!"
The old man suddenly became agitated, and raised his finger to point to another corner of the room. His face was filled with brilliance like a flash of light. Hao Ren hurried over there, and he saw a long table there, and a lot of manuscripts were neatly piled up on the table. .
If these manuscripts were piled up, they might even be half a meter thick.
And if these manuscripts were not surprising enough, then the wall next to him was enough to make him dumbfounded: on the wall next to the long table, on the ground nearby, and on the furniture, almost every surface was covered with densely packed writing and writing. Drawings, he followed these writing marks to the side, and finally found that these things almost filled half of the room—it’s just that the lights here are dim, and most of the walls and floors are covered by sundries, he didn’t notice these things before thing.
Behind Hao Ren, the old man struggled to stand up, slowly opened his hands, with a proud look in his eyes: "Our...history." (To be continued~^~)