"More than two hundred years have passed, and most of your old subordinates have returned to dust. Only a handful of them are willing to accept the "eternal life" plan and have survived to this day."
When Linglong mentioned the situation in the Republic, her expression showed a trace of loss and sadness: "Uncle Minato, Uncle Hashirama, and many, many others are tired of endless life..."
"Even though they knew that they could live as long as they wanted to, they still resolutely chose to die naturally. In the past, I didn't understand this phenomenon at all. I felt that they were no different from fools, but now..."
Linglong sighed and said faintly: "I can somewhat understand their feelings. Living forever means different things to different people. Eternal life is not necessarily a blessing. It is also possible..."
"It's a curse."
This topic was a bit heavy. Lei Luo took a deep breath from his cigarette, slowly blew out the smoke ring, and pointed out: "If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight. When material is no longer an obstacle to survival, then ideological construction,
It’s a new round of problems.”
"Living too long is not necessarily a good thing. At least, for those with rich emotions, the immortal way of survival is not suitable for them. After all, this road is too empty and lonely, and it is easy to suppress the mentality.
collapse."
Linglong nodded slightly. She had seen many similar cases. Even though the technology of immortality has become quite mature and even ordinary people have the opportunity to obtain it, there are still very few people who are really willing to embrace it.
Even if some people accept the immortal transformation in advance, they will either commit suicide or go crazy in just a few dozen to hundreds of years. In short, only one in a hundred can successfully survive to this day.
"Ideological construction... this should be the focus of future development. The social form has changed. If we don't seek new solutions, the Fire Nation will never be able to escape the limitations of the human realm."
Linglong frowned slightly and murmured to herself.
Seeing that his daughter understood what he meant, Lei Luo felt a little relieved. He simply stood up, stretched out his right hand to her, and said with a smile: "Come on, the latest batch of magic grapes has matured. I will take you to the orchard to see it."
Linglong came back to her senses, smiled slightly, and held Lei Luo's hand. The father and daughter then walked hand in hand to the vineyard in the backyard. The leafy fruit trees were neatly arranged, with crystal clear purple fruits looming among them.
.
Lei Luo gave Linglong a basket, and in the leisurely afternoon, while picking grapes, the two walked and chatted in the fragrant orchard, talking about various topics, and the atmosphere was both relaxed and cheerful.
Unknowingly, the topic turned to the current situation of all parties, and Lei Luo was naturally most concerned about his allies Luo Hou, the Lord God, and his biggest enemies, Brahma and the Otsutsuki clan.
"What's the latest news about the Otsutsuki clan?"
"It seems to be withdrawing from the Milky Way and going to the Centaur Galaxy for development."
"Oh? Why?"
"The Lord God always brings Rahu to find trouble, and Brahma cannot handle it."
"Ha... Brahma, this guy, is probably just like Jidu back then. He knew that he couldn't defeat us, so he put his energy into the multiverse." Lei Luo stuffed a grape into his mouth, closed his eyes, and enjoyed his taste buds.
of joy.
Regarding the Brahma and Otsutsuki clan, Lei Luo is different now and is no longer very concerned about them. With the Lord God and them constantly looking for trouble, it is undoubtedly a daydream for this clan to restore their vitality a hundred years ago.
In the future, the Milky Way is destined to have only one voice, and that is the voice of the Lord God Space. With the union of three powerful men who have set foot in reality, almost no one in the surrounding river system dares to offend.
But the multiverse...
"Speaking of the multiverse, Bing and Sai have always wanted to meet you."
Lei Luo opened his eyes and asked doubtfully: "What's the matter with them?"
"Bing still wants to challenge you like he did ten years ago. As for Sao..." Linglong paused, looked at Lei Luo strangely, and said stutteringly: "He wants, he wants to... with that so and so... that...
…”
Lei Luo's face tightened and he coughed repeatedly. After a moment, he said in a firm tone: "Tell him that there is no need to discuss this matter. Theoretically speaking, the lover of his dreams is already dead."
For the first time, Lei Luo felt a little regretful. He shared his ability interface with the main god space, the multiverse, and Zuo's matter, and let Linglong know about it. This was really a mistake.
"How about dad, use a clone..." Seeing that Lei Luo was silent, neither agreeing nor objecting, Linglong understood immediately and understood that her father still cared about the friendship with Sao, and she had to handle this matter privately.
Pay attention to confidentiality.
"Okay, let's not talk about these, let's talk about Alaya."
"Sister Alaya?" Linglong pondered for a moment and then replied carefully: "Sister Alaya, she has always lived on the Dyson sphere before she came to the Lord God Space. According to her..."
"Only there will she feel safe."
"Dyson Sphere... how many people are living there now?"
"About... about five billion." Upon hearing this number, Lei Luo was a little surprised to be honest, and couldn't help but ask: "Why are there so many? Didn't you say..."
"Dad..." Linglong stopped and spread her hands helplessly: "Don't you know how rapidly the population has grown after hundreds of years of reproduction? I'm talking about the vast majority of ninjas, and these people only account for ten percent of the total population.
one."
"The "Republic" of the reincarnation force is more similar to a mercenary country, while the "Republic" of the Dyson sphere force is the headquarters that values people's livelihood. The resources that the citizens earn from the main god space are basically sent back."
"Okay." Lei Luo replied dryly. He now understood why Alaya was nostalgic for the Dyson Sphere. The other party is the will of the human group. Naturally, it will stay wherever there are more people.
"There is a star inside the Dyson sphere itself. There is no shortage of energy. It can be self-sufficient and drift in the universe at will. Most people don't like to "go to other places to work", so..."
"Except for the highly motivated social elites, ordinary people still mainly pursue stability." After saying this, Linglong looked melancholy, and Lei Luo was also a little embarrassed. Alaya refused to come to the main god space. This situation...
…
To be honest, it is both unexpected and reasonable.
Lei Luo pondered for a while, pretended to cough in a relaxed manner, and changed the subject without leaving any trace: "By the way, have you seen Nonoyu and Lei Chi recently?"
"Dad, your thinking is really out-of-the-box..."
"Huh?" Noticing that something was wrong with her father's eyes, Linglong immediately stopped complaining, put her hands in a surrender position, and said with a nervous smile: "Okay, okay, I said, I said..."
"Uchiha Madara and Yuxiang, this weird couple, seem to have a lot of affection for Lei Chi. The last time I heard about them, it seemed that two years ago, the three of them teamed up to go to a... It should be called "Dragon Ball"
"The world..."
"Aunt Nonoyu, I have always been very dissatisfied with this matter."
"She thought it was too dangerous."
Lei Luo shook his head dumbfounded and asked: "Where are Tamaki, Fugaku, Orochimaru, Tobirama, Uzumaki Makoto, Danzo and the others? These old guys shouldn't be as fragile as Minato and Hashirama, right?"
"I don't know much about them. After all, I haven't seen each other for a long time." Linglong shrugged, curled up the corner of her mouth, and teased with a half-smile: "Perhaps, in which plot world are you fooling around? Who knows?"
While chatting, the fruit basket was filled without realizing it, so Lei Luo called Ram who was waiting nearby, activated a set of magic equipment, and brewed exotic wine.
The aroma of the wine was rich, and as the warm summer breeze blew by, the entire mansion was filled with the fragrance of grapes. Lei Luo accompanied his daughter and enjoyed the leisure life after retirement. For him...
This story, ending here, should be quite happy, right?
After typing the last line slowly, Fengling Yueying stared blankly at the computer screen, lost in thought for a while. After a long time, he lit a cigarette and just quietly felt the stimulation of nicotine.
A few minutes later, with a click of the mouse, the writing client was closed, and the AAA masterpiece "Red Dead Redemption 2" was launched. Feng Ling Yueying opened the "Feng Ling Yueying Modifier" with ease, planning to spend the afternoon comfortably.
As a ding sounded, the protagonist of the game, Arthur, instantly gained the super power of unlimited life. Wind Spirit Yueying was about to control him to mount a horse and kill in the Western World. Unexpectedly...
As if some hidden mechanism was triggered, a red beam suddenly shot out from the screen, right on the forehead of Zhong Ling Yueying. He was stunned for a moment, but after a while he returned to normal and started playing without realizing it.
Obviously, Feng Ling Yueying was not aware of the sudden change just now.
What is that red light? It was the backhand that Lei Luo planted in the other party's computer when he set foot on reality for the 153rd time in the past few decades and quietly found the identity of Fengling Yueying. It was triggered by using the modifier as a medium.
The Heart Shadow ability.
Its function is to bury a seed deep in Fengling Yueying's mind and subconscious, allowing him to continue to build the world of "Food Chain". Even if he doesn't write, he will continue the future of this story in his dreams and create new ones.
History.
Finished? Not finished?
Is it just a matter of brushstrokes? Or is it just a matter of imagination?
Will Lei Luo's story die? Or will it continue?
These questions are still unknown to the group of high-dimensional creatures called "readers" who have been silently observing this multi-dimensional world for more than a year through the screen.
perhaps……
After the birth of the new "multiverse", will there be corresponding answers?