After the giant turtle rock platform broke away from Corpus space, it first returned to Kuiper Station. During the short period of time when it was docked here, in addition to the routine inspection and maintenance of the spacecraft, Hao Ren also let Mimir go wide open. Some vision.
The Old Giant showed great interest in the spaceship and the spacescape.
"I've lived for ten thousand years... At least ten thousand years," said Mimir, who had his own compartment in the ganaku of the Giant Turtle Rock Terrace. He watched the situation outside the spacecraft through a series of holographic images, and Koy The magnificence of Bo Station made him very excited, "I have never seen such a landscape! Although I know that the world above the sky is extremely vast, but being there is really amazing..."
"How do you feel about the universe?" Hao Ren accompanied Mimir. He was trying to get closer to the old giant as soon as possible, because he still had to find the opportunity to tell the guardian about the Dream Plane. The other party was a demigod. Tell him the information about the Goddess of Creation.
Mimir thought for a while, and his tone was a little confused: "Magnificent, amazing, but I don't know what's going on... I always feel a sense of familiarity, it seems that I have also had the experience of wandering among the stars, some of the people who sailed in the universe Fragments... flashed through my mind from time to time."
After Hao Ren heard Mimir's words, he couldn't help but be surprised: Demigods are indeed different from those mortal species. All alien races on the earth, no matter what their original technical level, are all dead after being hit by the original sin of blood. She completely lost her past memory, but Mimir still vaguely retains the superficial impression of her time as a guardian!
"You have also traveled in space," Hao Ren said bluntly, "You are from a great race, a glorious guardian, fighting for the balance of life in the universe. The scenes you recall are what you really experienced , but that is a matter of another world.”
"Another world..." It was not the first time Mimir heard this word from Hao Ren, but every time he heard it, he would have a different understanding. When he was in Corpus, he thought that the "other world" that Hao Ren mentioned was nothing more than a distant alien planet or a different space parallel to the earth, but this time. He saw the advanced and powerful Giant Turtle Rock, and the giant space station outside. There are also countless staff in the space station who are obviously working for Hao Ren. He immediately thought of something more, "You have a ship, and you have a very high status in this... harbor, so you also have a lot of power, so Your vision must be very broad, so the other world you talk about must be more than just an alien planet."
"There is a word... I'm afraid it will be troublesome to explain to you. But we still have a lot of time today. Before we go to Athens, I can make up for you." Hao Ren sat down cross-legged in front of Mimir. What? A universe that coexists with the real world, seems like a phantom but is real... "
Hao Ren narrated quietly, and Mimir listened quietly.
Hao Ren started from the Goddess of Creation testing the first batch of life seeds in the source blood, talked about the origin and sowing of the dream plane, the birth of the guardian race, and the prosperity of the life system of the dream plane. He also talked about the shadows and undercurrents behind this prosperity. He originally thought that it would be a psychologically stressful job to tell Mimir about these things, but after he really started talking. He found himself calmer than he had expected.
Perhaps it was the impact of the two years of working as an inspector, or perhaps it was Raven 12345's unreliable Goddess blessing that was helping. Hao Ren felt that he was in a strange state of mind when telling these stories. He didn't mix personal emotions, and he didn't make unnecessary comments. He just narrated the facts he knew, and based on each According to the degree of truth of the matter, let Mimir choose by himself. He became a veritable observer and witness in the process, as the Censor's Inaugural Manual puts it:
You are the lighthouse of the empire, the sentry in the void, observation and feedback is your mission.
Hao Ren took an absolute third-party perspective. Tell the whole story of this period of history mixed with the creation of gods, conspiracy and rebellion, the death of all beings, and dark conspiracies.
Mimir just listened quietly, and only asked some small questions from time to time when she couldn't understand.
The whole process went smoother than expected. But the atmosphere was even weirder than expected. After everything was finished, Hao Ren looked at the giant's head with some trepidation: "I'm done—what do you think?"
Mimir pondered for a moment, but the answer was only five words: "It can't be worse."
"Will it be worse?" Hao Ren didn't understand at once.
"It won't be worse than what I had expected," Mimir lowered his eyes, "I guessed a long time ago that the alien life on Earth came from another world, but I can't be sure whether it is another planet or another universe. But no matter where they come from, such a large number of exiles can only show one thing, that is, a huge catastrophe has taken place in our hometown. So I prepared for the worst from the beginning: the complete destruction of the world in my hometown, all The mass extinction of fellow human beings, no matter how it happened, is an ultimate disaster in itself. So I don't think it can be worse than this."
"It's a good thing you lost your memory." Hao Ren sighed suddenly.
"Indeed," replied Mimir, "I was shocked by the transformation of my people when I heard of their transformation into Brain Monsters and Galactus, but I can even imagine the great grief they went through. If I also saw it with my own eyes Up to that scene, if my memory is intact... I'm afraid my end may not be better than theirs."
"But there are also guardians who remain normal," Hao Ren reminded. "Although there are few, there are indeed. I have already begun to gather these people."
"Since you told me this..." Mimir raised his eyelids and looked at Hao Ren, "It seems that you have already made arrangements."
"At present, I don't know how to let you meet your compatriots." Hao Ren spread his hands, "Take three or five mortals to cross the wall of reality. Fortunately, a small-scale data conflict will not cause a large-scale shock. , but you are a demigod, and you are all entangled with karma left over from the war of killing gods—that is, information entanglement. These things are simply poisonous to the wall of reality. I will consult with my superiors before Decide how to arrange you, but no matter whether it can be done or not, I will at least find a way to arrange a meeting for you, even if it is a video."
Mimir has just heard Hao Ren explain his background as a "Civilization Observer". Although the information about the Macroworld Network is confidential, Mimir can more or less guess how huge a "Civilization Observer" will be. strength, so he readily accepted Hao Ren's promise and arrangement.
"Actually... I've always had a sense of purpose."
After Hao Ren finished speaking, Mimir suddenly said this.
Hao Ren raised his spirits for a moment: "Sense of mission?"
Mimir couldn't nod, so he blinked instead: "That's right. Although I can't remember what happened in my home world, I realized a long time ago that I am very different from other 'foreign races' in the world. There are doubts Many: They all came to the earth as a group, but I am the only one; their innate hostility to each other is almost uncontrollable, but I can control emotions well; the most important point is that they are on this planet The landings were all randomly scattered across the globe, without any preparation, but I... I remember coming to this world in some kind of vehicle, which was parked smoothly on the plains, and judging by the surrounding environment, it was a time Landed safely."
Mimir said, looking at Hao Ren's spaceship: "Thinking about it now, I think that vehicle is a spaceship just like your ship."
Hao Ren's eyes instantly became serious.
The key to Mimir's last sentence is only four words: safe landing!
"You came to Earth in a spaceship? Are you sure it landed smoothly?" He looked into Mimir's eyes, "Do you know what a smooth landing of a spaceship looks like?"
Mimir lost all memory, just like the sea monster of Nasathorn, he couldn't even tell the name of the vehicle he took in the past tens of thousands of years, that is, after seeing Hao Ren's spaceship, the old The giant realized that it was also a spaceship, so Hao Ren doubted the accuracy of Mimir's judgment.
"I don't remember how to drive the spaceship anymore, but at least I can see that it was facing upwards," Mimir blinked, "and it was parked in the open center of the plain. There are neither scattered parts nor impact craters and crash landing scratches, even if I don't know it is a spaceship, I can tell that it is very stable when it touches the ground."
Hao Ren's brain started to work rapidly:
Kraken's Nasathorn giant ship crash-landed in the deep sea, and the bottom of the ship was severely damaged; the Tana people must have failed to keep any aircraft after they came to Earth, otherwise they wouldn't have been tossing in the golden manor for thousands of years. Can launch the spacecraft; not to mention the ancient gods such as Zeus and Odin, they came to the earth alone, and basically survived in the wilderness after landing...
All alien races coming to the earth are "forced landings".
But Mimir's spaceship landed smoothly!
What does this mean? This shows that other races were thrown over and passive, only Mimir... He may have arrived safely by sailing by himself! He is purposeful!
"Where is that ship?!" Hao Ren asked immediately.
Mimir's memory is all lost, this is because he is a living body after all, and the original sin of blood has the greatest impact on living bodies, but his ship may still record something! The Nasathorn spaceship is a mortal creature, so the on-board logs are in chaos, but Mimir’s spaceship is half an artifact, and the artifact is equal to the blood of the gods. The on-board logs may not have been deleted, maybe all the different types on the earth The ultimate reason for the race across here is on that ship! (to be continued~^~)