After hundreds of years of wishing the world, it finally failed. The elf queen and elders who established it had to admit to the public that this was another waste, but the wishing world still gained some in these hundreds of years of operation. Unplanned results - not everything is required to be so precise, only hyperdrive will be greatly affected by microscopic laws, many other things can be tested under virtual conditions. The first batch of scholars who entered the world of wishing created more advanced space equipment and ecological dome maintenance devices through simulation calculations, and simulated a large number of projects related to social forms and distribution systems. These achievements are still playing a huge role. It is precisely because of these results that the world of wishing was not completely closed, but was used for other purposes.
While it's not a perfect laboratory, it's at least a perfect virtual paradise.
The elves realize that wishing the world can greatly reduce their social consumption, some less demanding daily research can still be placed in that laboratory, and at the same time, this virtual world can also allow them to have a sweet dream and temporarily forget the boring outside world of the real world. More importantly: After entering the world of prayer, the body that consumes too much energy and is bloated and useless can be discarded.
"A thousand years ago, we passed the 'Prayer World Stripping Act', allowing more people to apply to upload to the server," Hilda said slowly, "Did I tell you? Because the environment in the dome changes faster than the elves The adaptability of some floating islands has deteriorated to the point where old elves cannot survive, and we have many people with incurable diseases. The royal family cannot execute them just because they are sick. But these elves who contracted diseases and lost their labor force in the past Still can only wait to die slowly, but after the 'stripping law' came into effect they were sent to the world of wishing. Elf who are old, sick, disabled, or have lost social value for other reasons must accept uploading, Their consciousness is extracted into the server, and their bodies are destroyed and decomposed into resources. They are still alive, but they will not cause consumption anymore—and they can continue to contribute to Arim society in a healthier form in the world of prayers. Make contributions. For example, to do research. Some less demanding projects can still be carried out in the virtual environment. Now this is the home of almost every Aerym elf. We can't leave a dead body in the world to continue breathing Air, might as well break it down into nourishment in the dome and elemental lumps in the factory."
Hao Ren suddenly didn't know what to say.
The virtual world is no stranger to him. He is very familiar with this concept, whether it is from science fiction on Earth or real examples from the Imperial Data Network, but most civilizations create virtual worlds. It's for entertainment, and a few for scientific research or to reduce energy consumption are not as extreme as the Aerym elves. Those civilizations will leave their bodies in a connector. Waiting to wake up to experience the real world again at any time, but the Erim elves are not: they connect to the world of prayer after the body loses the ability to work, in order to abandon that body and let the spirit continue to work.
They don't want to waste a single breath.
"Actually, for many elves, the world of wishing is a paradise," Hilda suddenly showed a strange smile. "It's sunny there. There's a big sky, you can drive thousands of miles without seeing the walls, and there are mountains and rivers that only exist in legends and video discs - every elf who uploads into the world of prayers will send back a thank you , they finally don’t have to endure the reality of depletion.”
"Why don't all the people go in and dream? I think this will be a huge temptation for you." Hao Ren asked a very direct question.
"Because then there is no hope," Hilda spread her hands, "that is escape, and I pray that the world is not made to escape from reality. Someone must guard in reality. We have an old proverb: Persevere until The next day. We firmly believe that as long as we live, there is hope, so we can live until today. We have never given up our efforts to fly to other stars, and we pray that the world will be built on this premise. If everyone is immersed in that resource In the dream of abundance. Who will save the reality? The server will eventually crash, and the external servo mechanism will be damaged sooner or later. This is suicide, just prolonged and anesthetized by the dream.”
At the end, she added: "Even if the world is going to collapse, I hope I can watch it collapse with my own eyes, instead of losing my homeland unconsciously in my sleep."
Hao Ren pondered for a while: "But not everyone thinks that way, right?"
"Yes, we are mortals after all-the Paradise Organization is an extremist organization that hopes that the whole people can escape reality and let everyone enter the world of prayers to spend the rest of their lives. Their core is a group of technical elites, who are the scholars who built the world of prayers in the first place Descendants or apprentices. When the Wishing World Project declared a failure and the elders discussed how to deal with this virtual world, a group of builders couldn’t bear the excessive pressure and released a lot of unfavorable things—eventually leading to the emergence of the Paradise Organization. This The organization believes that the real world is hopeless, and entering the dream state can at least allow everyone to euthanize, they have been dormant for a while, but after the explosion of the space-time accelerator last time, they seem to be stimulated, and now they are more active."
"Isn't it okay for them to sneak in by themselves? Anyway, as long as they lose their labor force, they can get in. Why make such a big fuss?" Hao Ren didn't understand. Instead, it was blocked."
"Because they are not escaping from reality for themselves, but really want to change the entire Arim Kingdom," Hilda shook her head, "The Paradise Organization is not simple, maybe I will admire them from another standpoint: they are motivated by hope All the other elves are happy. But that doesn't change their blind nature."
Hateful people must have pity. It seems that this is a group of idealists who have gone the wrong way. In this case, it is no longer possible to simply judge who is right and who is wrong: everyone has a noble purpose, no one is For their own sake, but they and the mainstream society are against each other, there are quite a lot of such broken things.
"Well, a group of idealists... But if the resource problem is solved, they probably won't continue to dance," Hao Ren muttered in a low voice, then raised his head, "You have a minister who got himself into this matter? "
"The Paradise organization somehow controlled the main memory, and established their own influence in the world of wishing. They pulled some of the digital elves who supported themselves into a place that could not be detected. I don't know what they are planning. What, but it must be a big operation. I wish that the citizens of the world are also citizens, so Cadyron personally led a group of elites to investigate the situation—but he disappeared," Hilda sighed, "I understand his Action, after all, he has passed the middle age, his mobility and brain power are not as good as before, and he will soon exceed the value/consumption ratio line. It should be a few years before he is extracted and uploaded, but he really went at the wrong time this time .”
An additional explanation is needed here: mental workers in Arim society “retire” much earlier than manual workers, that’s because their bodies are less valuable to society than their intelligence, many mental workers don’t even have physical Health must also be decimated and uploaded after middle age, and upper class is no exception. Therefore, the Erim elves usually choose the same practitioners to form a family: just to avoid this premature parting.
Hao Ren realized that he might have another trouble - the group of elves that had been uploaded to the server and destroyed their bodies could not be ignored.
At this moment, a small blue light suddenly flew from afar, and the data terminal almost hit him on the face: "Yo, this machine is back!"
Hao Ren dodged this slut at the critical moment: "Are you done?"
"Well, the backup energy pool is also full, enough for them to repair the main line, and now a group of engineering ships are repairing the hole outside the floating island." The data terminal skillfully slipped into Hao Ren's pocket, "Hey mom, I was so exhausted that I almost died from exhaustion... "
Hao Ren patted his pockets and said goodbye to Hilda: "I have to go back and study this matter. You can settle down and restore order in society. I will give you an answer soon."
Hilda didn't speak, just bowed her head deeply. (to be continued~^~)