Chapter 25 The Fall of the Elf King and the Birth of the World Tree
It was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and Li Qing returned to the room.
He did not go to the gym at this time as usual, nor did he turn on his computer to check the views and comments on the second video.
Instead, at home, watch the scene in the laboratory through the camera again.
at this time.
The flame has gone out.
After all, there isn't much oxygen inside.
But life was not completely burned to death, because the giant was frantically calling for all the people to hide in his body.
In order to resist the flames, the giant put on an exoskeleton and became an armored giant.
Immediately afterwards.
He turned into a bone-armored giant and served as a refuge for the giant god. After avoiding the fire, he faced the next disaster:
An oxygen-deficient environment far more powerful than flames!
This giant evolved again, its skin began to turn green, and it began to transform into a tree man, performing photosynthesis and providing oxygen to the people of the world.
"sharp."
Li Qing smiled.
"The Variety Monster follows the changes in the environment, turning into exoskeletons to resist flames, and plants to produce oxygen. Are they trying to lead civilization to survive?"
Li Qing suddenly showed a trace of regret, "No, he is going to die."
Even Li Qing, a layman who has recently been learning about genetic engineering, knows this.
What are the side effects of this disabled person who is out of breath when walking, struggling to twist a bottle cap, and needs to lie in a hospital bed all the time, to successfully resist this horrific fire apocalypse and to be able to unleash such a huge physical potential?
It's at the cost of life.
Cause of death: Genetic breakdown.
The world is balanced.
When you are a single cell, it is equivalent to a few M of small programs. You can code them at will and evolve into simple lactobacilli, yeasts, E. coli, gallinobacteria, and boletus at any time. Naturally, there will be no big problems. After all, the structure is simple.
The underlying code is clear at a glance.
You are now equivalent to a large-scale life with hundreds of gigabytes of genetic code. How dare you change the underlying code randomly? Aren't you afraid of a lot of bugs?
There is even a famous saying in the programmer circle: If the code can run, don’t move it!
This can also be applied to life.
At present, any life on the earth is a great and complex precision creation. The reason why it will not undergo genetic collapse is that it has evolved into the most stable form through hundreds of millions of years of evolution on the earth!
Emperor Artabibia also knew this.
Otherwise, we would not simplify the underlying code first. We only need simple initial life of muscles and bones, not eyes, ears, mouth, nose...
The more structures and functions are forced into it, the harder it is for life to remain stable!
He originally planned to slowly evolve upward step by step in the future, including eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.
But what about in front of you?
He, a newly born baby, a newly disabled person who can barely squeeze out mineral water, in order to forcefully save the world and save his own people...
Bite the bullet and add a bunch of messy genetic structures, like practicing two or three kinds of internal skills at the same time, it is inevitable to go crazy.
And didn't he know he was going to die?
he knows.
But he did not give up on his people.
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The end is over.
Emperor Atabibia has transformed into a vast and majestic being with green skin. He is tall, with long willow-like hair, sharp ears, and a handsome and cold-looking male statue, like a towering and huge elf god.
at this time.
His genes are collapsing.
Genes are like a messy skein of thread that cannot be sorted out at all. Hundreds of billions of engineers in the entire civilization cannot find a way or even restore and reverse it.
"Your Majesty, your genes have begun to collapse. The plant cell structure and the animal cell structure are interfering with each other, repelling each other, and are simply incompatible."
"Damn it! Even if we use a chimera structure, can't we reduce the side effects?"
"This is too fast! He is just a young god who has just been born. He is extremely weak and should not be in such a mess. If he grows up well, even if these structures are present in his body, they will not appear..."
"The current optimal solution is to completely let the plant cells take the lead and completely become a tree..."
"His Majesty!……"
"His Majesty!……"
News comes one after another.
Emperor Artabibia knew clearly that he was going to die.
And the contribution he can make to future generations before his death is: complete tree transformation.
He will transform into a huge tree that reaches the sky, re-supply oxygen to this oxygen-free world, and nourish future generations of people.
"That's enough, that's enough."
The giant Atabibia smiles.
He, a vast and countless giant, stepped on the earth shaking under his feet, crossed mountains and rivers, dragged a group of microorganisms in his hands, and said kindly and gently:
"Using my life to light the way for future generations is also to provide precious data about the life of gods for those who come after me. The death of the pioneer is a matter of course."
The giant spoke again: "It is impossible for people on earth to become giants comparable to gods in one go. I have long been determined to die."
"I am a thing of the past, but you still have a future. I hope that after me you will still resist the injustice of fate and complete the great exploration of life evolution."
Emperor Artabibia looked at the crystal wall in the distance.
"I still have one more wish, to give it one last try."
He kicked open a pile of cans, picked up a piece of steel on the storage shelf, and started spinning it towards the crystal wall: "Our flesh and blood life currently has limits, what if it is made of this special material?"
Drill wood to make fire.
Zi La La!
The green elf giant is holding a long stick and spinning around, as if the giant god from ancient mythology is holding a magic weapon and is breaking through the barriers of this world.
"Surprisingly, even this is not possible!!!"
Emperor Artabibia suddenly laughed wildly.
He held the iron rod in his hand and kept spinning and spinning.
He always maintains one action and one frequency.
This is the battle between him, a mortal, and God, his last obsession.
He was like the unswerving braggadocio in ancient mythology. He drank water when he was thirsty and ate meat when he was hungry. However, the collapse of his body prevented him from taking in any energy at all, and his movements became slower and slower. From afternoon to dusk
.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Countless wise men of Atabibia burst into tears.
Everyone knew that their spiritual leader was about to die, and the kingdom named after this great man, Atabibia, was also going to be completely destroyed.
Atabibia is different from them.
Different from all wise men.
He was born to stand at the top of the world.
His wisdom is unique, and his talents are unparalleled throughout the ages. He even jumped across civilization classes, built the Tower of Babel, and almost created a real giant to fight against the outside world!
Click.
The god was slowly turning the sharp blade in his hand, getting slower and slower, as if he was an old man.
Suddenly, the whole world resounded the lament of the Church of the Sufferers:
"The heavy rain will collapse into a torrent~~The purple clouds will cover the earth and form an abyss~The ruins will be erected with tall towers~The bones will be covered with flesh and blood~And I will return to the gods and suffer in the lake of fire for eternity on behalf of the righteous on earth..."
The music is sending off.
The Tower of Babel, which reached the sky, was defeated by the outer gods and became a giant tree reaching the sky.
Wow!!
When the golden afterglow of evening shines in from outside.
In the midst of the genetic collapse of the ancient elf giant, he didn't know when to stop the movements of his hands, and his whole body completely transformed into a tree.
Before death, he still maintained the handsome statue posture of drilling wood to make fire, becoming a huge wax statue from ancient times. Then his skin was gradually covered by tree bark, turning into an emerald green ancestral tree that reaches the sky.
"The power of the gods is so desirable." The voice that echoed at the end seemed to be still laughing.
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"The king has fallen, the leader of the thieves has been killed, and the Attabia civilization is completely over."
Li Qing put on the blindfold, closed her eyes, and left the room.
Finally the dust settled and he had the courage to go out for dinner.
Li Qing withdrew his gaze and sighed with some expression on his face: "Atabia, you are yearning for the power of gods, how can I not yearn for it?"
There is a world outside this world. Compared with the vast universe, we are extremely small and pathetic.
Your civilization is just budding, so you long for the mysterious us, but the scale of our civilization is just a drop in the ocean, the universe is too vast.
Even at the last moment of his life, Atabibia was chasing and experimenting, which made Li Qing feel emotional and shocked at the same time.
Will one day in the future, among countless civilizations, I will embark on the same path as Atabibia, seeking the truth and future of the world, the end of the evolution of life, and dying in the way?
Eat dinner and walk on the street, facing the afterglow of the night.
Li Qing looked at the ordinary giant human beings as if he was in another world.
When he saw the death of his strongest opponent, Li Qing did not feel the pleasure of victory, but felt a great shock.
Ordinary humans who can be seen everywhere on our streets have spent hundreds of billions of lives working hard in their civilization, but they have never been on the same starting line as us.
Li Qing suddenly thought, "Maybe he is another Pangu who also fell after Ning Guochang, nourishing the whole world and creating the world."
Or perhaps, this method is the perfect way to avenge Ning Guochang.
