Yin En realized that there was still a crack in his mental state just now, and he did not maintain a harmonious and flawless state of mind, but he didn't think it was anything. If a person really doesn't have any emotions, then he is really alive.
It has no taste.
Hive Mind's psychic attacks are indeed very accurate, which is because the opponent is powerful.
But that didn't really make the young man fall into despair. He stuck to his heart and began to reject these memory fragments originating from other souls.
It's just that the process takes time.
The light and shadow are still rotating.
The party was over, a dim light shone in the narrow underground living area, and the boy did not know when he became an adult. He came to an ecological circle full of frost, with a dim artificial light source hanging above his head.
Even the moon in the video is brighter than this light source. He stepped on the snow, and the compacted frosty ground reflected the light from the sky. The floating snow dust also reflected the light, as if it was blown by the wind.
The stars blew down from the sky and revolved around him.
But after all, they are not real stars. He has never seen real stars. He has not even seen real snow, he has not seen real green grass, he has not seen real waves lapping on rocks and heard the noise of the sea of leaves churning.
He knows everything, but has seen nothing.
Yin En now somewhat understood that the memories in front of him should be the memory fragments of the Sequoia Grand Elder. These were fragments of his deep childhood memories, and were even mixed with other people's memories. The insect nest was not the Sequoia Grand Elder.
Elder, not to mention how many Sequoia people the Great Elder has devoured after creating the brain-eating worm, just the five elders who broke his will make it impossible for him to still be him.
In this case, what exactly does the Hive Mind want to do?
The light and shadow are still changing.
The young man turned into a mature leader in an instant. He and several subordinates stared at the factory assembly line deep underground. Amidst the sound of steel, he stared at the tools and goods needed by the tribe.
Formed under automatic AI assembly.
The Sequoia people have never worried about their daily necessities. They are contentedly living in this cave cage, just like living in a paradise.
The outside world is too dangerous. The aftermath of the Skyfall disaster has not dissipated. The scenery in those documentaries has long been destroyed. The Sequoia people guard the last glory of the Terra Federation. Their biggest task is to preserve themselves and maintain knowledge.
He was born when necessary to once again bring the spark of civilization and the legacy of the past to the world of Terra.
They won't go out, can't go out, and don't want to go out. Compared with the outside world where the tsunami is still churning, the mountains are sinking, and the blizzards and storms are repeated, the conditions inside the Sequoia Base are far superior to any shelter.
Only here can they maintain sufficient supplies close to those in the previous era.
If you go out, it will be no different from suffering.
The man's temple hair has turned gray, and his blond hair that used to be as bright as gold is gradually dimming. Only his sky-blue eyes are still crystal clear. He stared at the assembly line in front of him, recalling the contents of the previous meeting, and he opened the gate to the ruins for the fifteenth time.
The proposal to observe the external situation was rejected again. No one can imagine how much damage opening the entrance and exit will cause to the Sequoia Base if natural disasters are still raging outside.
They want to maintain the security of the entire ecosystem.
[but]
The man asked: [How long will it take before we can return to the earth?]
[Great Elder, like you, we also want to return to the earth and gaze at the blue sky and clear sea with our own eyes. We also want to hear the chirping of birds and breathe the freshness of the jungle]
In the conference room, those people with faces like Mohu said Mohu’s words: [Perhaps a hundred years later, maybe two hundred years later, that is a scenery that our descendants can only see]
[Now, all we can do is wait]
[Waiting for the future to come]
nonsense.
Yin En could sense that an anger was burning from his heart and from his soul. This anger seemed to be generated by himself, and began to vibrate with his will.
Because the cause of this anger has such resonance, if Yin En was in the same situation as the owner of this anger, he would definitely be angry too.
Nonsense.
Anger is like a dark fire, burning the man's soul. By measuring the stability of the earth's crust and the rise and fall of the ocean tides, he knows that the wind and waves in the outside world have stabilized. At most, there are some residual psychic radiations, and these psychic radiations are very important for optimizing the bloodline. It’s nothing to the Sequoia people.
If they go out now, they will suffer hardship at most in the early stage. It is definitely not as terrible as those people said, as if it will cause the complete destruction of the Sequoia Base.
For the sake of safety, they are simply greedy for the stability within the base! If you leave here, the Presbyterian Church will undoubtedly be reorganized. Those rotten old people want to hold on to power and pass on knowledge and authority to their descendants. They will not Will support exploration, open up new fields, and let rookies emerge one after another to compete with them for power and profit... these rotten guys!
The man hated himself deeply. He built the Sequoia Base so well that it turned the place into an underground paradise, where everyone lived and worked in peace and contentment, so he did not want to change.
If I had known earlier, I would not have repaired the automatic production line, and everyone would have been disabled by these technologies.
With such regret, there was nothing he could do because he was only the great elder and did not have the right to appoint the four major tribes to do anything beyond the Presbyterian Council. He could only initiate and become the leader with the support of most people.
For example, repairing the automatic production line is a good thing for everyone.
With the fire of anger, the man returned home. This was a double room that was no different from other tribesmen.
The great elders do not have privileges in terms of resources. They all eat the same food and live in the same house. The Sequoia people are more equal and reasonable than everyone imagined, but the elders have the ability to learn more knowledge and control Opportunities for more instruments and machines.
In the hut, there was an old woman, wearing a somewhat worn cotton-padded jacket, warming herself in front of a small stove. The environment in the underground cave was indeed damp and cold, and the old woman was in poor health, so she could only keep herself warm by the fire.
The old woman closed her eyes and seemed to be asleep. There was an old thermos water cup placed in front of her. Next to the water cup was a small screen, which played a scene that had been played countless times.
It was the majestic city and perfect ecology of the Pre-Era period. Those beautiful scenery, majestic mountains, and gem-like lakes all showed that the Pre-Era civilization at that time had achieved the perfect integration of civilization and nature.
Their progress is the progress of all things in the world.
Music was still playing on the screen, and the man walked forward gently with hands and feet, not wanting to disturb his mother's rest, but soon he realized something was wrong.
There was no sound of breathing.
"Mother?!"
He hurriedly walked forward, knelt in front of his mother, and held her hand, but the old woman didn't react at all, but there was still a trace of a regretful smile on her face.
She has left in her dream.
The man wanted to clench his fist, but he was reluctant to let go of his mother's hand and did not dare to use force.
He just looked up at his mother's sleeping face, his eyes filled with complex emotions that were difficult to explain in any words.
On the screen nearby, documentaries about the pre-era civilization and the world of Terra were still playing.
There, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant; there, the wind is blowing.
There, the blue sea is full of waves; there, it is surrounded by mountains.