...When Nuwa sent her into Siba'an's dream, did she expect what happened next?
Lin Sanjiu thought it was impossible.
Nuwa has said that she is not an omniscient god; I am afraid she thinks that the eleventh dream will not be any different from the first ten, it is just a dream that requires the person to make a choice.
Perhaps she also did not expect that when the "seed" and the "root system" finally reunited through the hands of Nuwa after several years, it would trigger their mutual blending and growth - after Fanhe, their existence, consciousness Connected again.
"...a small drink?"
The sound seemed to have traveled through a long time tunnel, evoking unreal echoes in his ears. The last time Lin Sanjiu heard it, he was still a young man; but even an evolver will still be led by time. , walking towards the dark place step by step - now even his voice has become deeper, lowered, and has a sand-like texture.
"Why are you here?" He paused, as if he heard a silent answer, and sighed softly: "Ah...it turned out to be a dream. It was you who entered my dream."
Because she knew it was a dream, so he knew it too?
Her consciousness gradually became clearer; Lin Sanjiu lowered her eyes as if waking up from a dream, and looked at her hands. It was her hands, but they were too unfamiliar - the joints had become wider, and the joints were deeply folded. Ripple-like shallow lines spread out on the dull skin of the fingers. The skin was thin and tired, as if it was just the last breath of youth, clinging to the veins.
They were not the hands of a woman who looked to be in her twenties; thinking of this, she subconsciously touched her cheek.
"You are getting old too."
She turned her head, and Sibaan stood a step or two away and smiled at her.
The plumpness of his youth was gone, the lines at the corners of his mouth were deeply sunken, and his hair like silver snow was neatly combed back; even his green eyes, like a summer forest, became lighter and covered with a layer of mist. Seemingly. Sibaan, who always reminds people of the bright and blazing sun, gradually began to have the shadow of dusk on his body.
"Siba'an?" Lin Sanjiu murmured. "How do we..."
"Have you ever heard of the concept of 'lucid dreaming'? Since it is my dream, then I can manipulate it and change it with my thoughts, and shape it with my memory. This is my first slice of life. , is also the beginning of my life." Sibaan replied in a low voice, "The me in that slice is what you see now... In terms of the age of ordinary people, I would probably be over sixty years old."
"You still look good."
Lin Sanjiu also smiled at him; she grabbed her hair from the back of her head, walked around and took a look, and saw her hands full of white hair. "In the first slice of your life...we grew old together?"
He tilted his head and looked at the now old-looking Lin Sanjiu, but he couldn't help but smile; it seemed that Lin Sanjiu like this was far cuter than any Lin Sanjiu he had ever seen before.
"No, I didn't meet you in the first slice of my life."
Lin Sanjiu was startled.
"Isn't this the first slice in your memory? You've never seen me, so how come you remember what I looked like when I was old?"
"What you look like now is what I saw from the last slice of my life. At that time, you seemed to be much more than sixty years old. I just hope that I can walk with you in my dreams with a similar age and appearance. Just leave."
Sibaan had an expression that seemed like a memory or a trance.
"My childhood was cut out and arranged to the end of my life, becoming the last slice in a series of slices. After I experience the last slice of my childhood, there will no longer be 'Sba'an' in the universe.
People.
"Because it is my childhood, so at the age of sixty, I naturally have the memories of my childhood; but because I haven't experienced it yet, my memory is very vague, like an unclear dream or a period of time.
A brief outline.”
When he said this, he stretched out his hand to her.
"Although it is an outline that has not filled in the plot, I still want you to take a look." Sibaan said with a smile, "Don't you know? I am actually very worried about you. If I don't slice that
Let me show you, what if you don’t appear at the right place at the right time in the future?”
"You sound like you can predict the future," Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but laugh and put her hand in his; her energy was not as strong as when she was young, but she didn't need anyone's help to walk - she
I gently squeezed Sibaan's hand, feeling that I could still fight with him at this moment.
"To a certain extent, right?"
Every step Sbaan takes seems to cause the world around them to change, giving birth to a new layer of climate, color and environment. "Because I happen to have lived part of the future. For example, I know that in the last slice
Here, several evolvers found the long-lost arsenal information..."
Her eyes flashed, and she found that she was standing in front of a rolling building; although it occupied a vast area, it seemed to have been there for a long time, and everything was repaired and in a bad state.
"What those evolvers found was the 'prototype plan' of the arsenal."
Lin Sanjiu felt that the name sounded familiar. After thinking about it, she took a breath and said, "Is it—was it the plan that created the plan for Fan He and Li Wen to go back to the river?"
Just a few fragments of abilities taken from Fan He have already profoundly affected her life; that "prototype plan" is really amazing - I didn't expect that many years later, it would be dug up from the old papers again.
Out?
"Yes," Siba'an walked towards the metal building and said, "I don't know how they overcome the difficulty of disorderly transmission, but they decided to re-implement the 'Prototype Project' and use the technology of the arsenal to create it again.
'Prototype'...maybe you want an army of your own? Other resources, technologies and facilities in the plan may not be easy to find, but there is one most critical raw material, which can be found in as much as you need."
A truck rumbled from the distance in the dark night, its tires crushed the sand, and thick smoke billowed under the night, whizzing past the two of them - the truck seemed to be used to transport livestock, because its compartment was a large
The iron cage and the iron bars were crowded with black shadows.
The truck drove quickly into the gate; the scattered sounds of children's cries were scattered in the wind, and were quickly swept away and disappeared.
Lin Sanjiu suddenly stopped her feet.
She stared at the invisible truck, understood, turned her head, and glanced at Sbaan.
He looked at the building in front of him almost tenderly and quietly. Under the moonlight, a circle of silver appeared on his silhouette.
"They arrested many children of different ages, ranging from teenagers to infants... I was one of them."
"How old were you then?" Lin Sanjiu asked in a low voice.
"Two or three years old?" Siba'an guessed, "I don't know either."
Lin Sanjiu picked up her steps again and walked slowly towards the building.
"I can't remember the slices I took when I was younger. Maybe I've already experienced it. Just like you won't remember what happened when you were just born, right?"
Sibaan's tone was still calm - he knew that at the end of his life, he would become a two or three-year-old child who was unable to protect himself, and together with countless other children, would be captured and used as experimental materials; but he seemed to
Not worried at all, but even vaguely...satisfied.
"I only know that if my life, which has been disrupted by slicing, is arranged according to the normal flow of time, the first scene I remember in my life is blood and fire."
As his voice fell, the building in front suddenly burst into flames; half of the building became fuel sacrificed to the night sky, the ceiling, the beams, collapsed one after another, and the figures screamed and ran——
Someone shouted angrily: "What are you afraid of! Taking out special items...it's just an old woman!"
As if being dazzled by some kind of spell, Lin Sanjiu walked step by step into the trembling and swaying fire scene in a trance.
She didn't even notice whether Sibaan was still around; because she already knew what the next scene in his memory was as brief as an outline and as vague as a dream.
"The second image I remember in my life is of you in your twilight years."
Among the beams and debris that crashed down, the fire flickered and writhed, and was swayed by the sharp wind aroused by the evolutionary ability, and he was furious. A blond child sat quietly in a pool of blood, his leg seemed to be injured
Half of his body was soaked with blood. He didn't cry a word, and looked peaceful; as if he was waiting for something, and he could even endure the pain.
Lin Sanjiu bent down and picked him up in a daze.
The child raised his head and looked straight at Lin Sanjiu with a pair of bright green eyes without blinking. After two seconds, he smiled softly.
She hugged the child tightly into her arms, and her clothes were wet with blood, and she couldn't tell whose it belonged to.
The blood on his blond hair was also stained on her white hair.
"The end of your life is also the beginning of my life. However, when your life ends, my life will also end... This is good. Than I know that you have finished your life, and I will have to live alone in the future.
The situation is much better. For this, I am very grateful for my slice of life."
Sibaan's voice sounded again not far away, like sunshine floating in the summer wind, swaying in the shadow of the clouds.
"Why did you fight them? Did you go to save me? How long did I stay there? I don't know the answers to these questions... When we get the answers, your and my life will also be in
It’s the end.”
Lin Sanjiu listened to his voice in confusion, but at some point she lowered her head and found that her arms were empty; she had once again returned to the appearance of her youth, with moist and plump skin and firm and strong muscles.
"What happened next?" She looked around blankly, unable to see clearly where she was, "After I picked him up... what happened?"
She asked as she walked, and unknowingly, she stopped on a piece of brown-red land. A mountain hung upside down in the sky; in the distance, on the gravel ground, there were scattered clumps of wild flowers and grass.
Siba'an crossed his long legs and was sitting on the surface of the Mother King's Planet, returning to his youthful appearance. He raised his head, looked at Lin Sanjiu, and smiled softly.
"Let me keep it for now." He whispered, "I can only tell you that the last slice of my life lasted for more than ten years...from when I was a few years old to when I became a teenager.
, during that time, not a moment can be exchanged, no matter what it is.
"I knew it from the time I experienced the first slice of my life. I will float in the dark sea all my life, unable to reach the shore; but at the end of my life, I will be rescued... Waiting for me is hope.
It’s light, it’s you.”
He lowered his head and took out a black communication device from somewhere - exactly the one in the Exodus cockpit.
Lin Sanjiu sat down slowly.
"Xiaojiu," Siba'an said softly, "I know why you came to my dream. The connection between us is beyond human beings... So you know it, and I know it too.
"I have already made my choice. A child who was saved by you, a person who was shaped by you for the first and last ten years of his life, what choice do you think I will make at this moment?"
He pushed the contact device towards Lin Sanjiu, his expression calm and solemn.
"I've been waiting for your contact signal. It's time for you to take action, Xiaojiu."
This section is close to the finale. In the past, I occasionally saw people saying that they couldn’t understand why the XX plot appeared. In fact, it was all for the ending. Watching it in real time may feel unclear because the subsequent plot has not yet come out and cannot be connected. I hope
People who read the book in one breath after the end of the book will find it smooth. In short, Sibaan’s pitfalls have been filled, which is a great achievement (.
