"A small civilized world, intelligent creatures the size of ants."
Xu Zhi lowered his head and looked at the intelligent species that he had gradually reproduced and evolved through limiting his size. This white-haired old man with tears streaming down his face felt a little sad.
Back then, the young insect ape he held in his hand was a passionate young man standing on the top of the giant tree, holding the Sword of Damocles and roaring to the sky. He was already twilight, and he was approaching the end of his years.
His ambitious young attitude, passionate and arrogant, seemed like just yesterday...and indeed two days ago.
Their seemingly long and endless years are only a short moment in my eyes.
"Gilgamesh, how have you been these past few years?" Xu Zhi whispered, his voice penetrating through the vast clouds and falling onto the central palace of the prosperous Uruk King City below.
Gilgamesh trembled as he held the holy sword.
"I...I'm doing okay."
His throat was dry and hoarse with thirst, and he looked at the towering giant in the sky.
Even though it was not the first time I saw it, I was still moved by the magnificent scene. The vast giant of ten thousand feet penetrated straight into the sky, its trunk seemed to hold up the entire world, its face was covered by a rich radiance, and there was a faint gleam of light in the clouds.
A trace of pure white and holy light, the majesty cannot be seen clearly, and the eyes in the clouds are extremely deep.
The giant is overlooking the entire city of Uruk.
Magnificent, great, solemn, sacred, no words in the world can describe the shocking beauty!
"Oh my God!"
"It actually exists!"
The city's tens of millions of people, merchants in leather suits, slaves in ragged clothes, women in aristocratic dresses, civilians, and craftsmen put down their work, walked out of shops and houses, and stood on the streets one after another, looking up.
The vast giant piercing the sky.
"In the legend, the intelligent species that granted us civilization, the intelligent beast..."
"A super giant with a height of 10,000 feet."
"What a great and vast life this is, comparable to the sun, moon and stars in the sky!"
They were all immersed in the shock, and their minds went blank, with longing, fear, shock, and countless complex emotions intertwined, which eventually turned into unparalleled admiration.
The surrounding palace ministers were also shocked, which made Gilgamesh burst into laughter. He remembered the same horrified feeling when they met for the first time.
After a moment of silence, Gilgamesh raised his head and showed longing eyes, "Wisdom beast, I have accomplished the inheritance of civilization that you gave me more than a hundred years ago."
Xu Zhi seemed to have traveled through the vastness of eternity, his voice was mighty, penetrating the clouds, and falling on the King City of Uruk below, "Your great achievements will be recorded in the Sumerian epic "Genesis" that you have written. You will be
The greatest first-generation king in the history of Sumerian civilization, the heroic king Gilgamesh, future generations will write a historical hymn for you."
"No, the glory that lasts for thousands of years after death and lives in the epic that is passed down by mouth is not what I want." Gilgame suddenly became very excited.
"Then what do you want?"
"I want eternal life just like you." Gilgamesh raised his head and looked at the towering giant with great desire. "I am willing to give up everything and give everything. Please give me the three treasures of eternal life."
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Xu Zhi was silent for a moment.
Gilgamesh, this king, has almost everything in the world at this moment, glory, women, power, wealth, the world belongs to him, but he is still not satisfied.
Immortality, Xu Zhi also wants it!!
Xu Zhi is now suffering from a terminal illness and is on the verge of death at any time. He is extremely envious of Gilgamesh's magnificent life, which seems like an epic chapter of life.
"Gilgamesh, you are too greedy. I don't have the three treasures of immortality." Xu Zhi looked at the aging king calmly, "The birth, aging, sickness and death of species are natural laws, and I cannot change them.
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At the end of life, everyone wants to live.
Xu Zhi seemed to be sighing for himself at this time.
Identity and status were wiped out at this moment, and countless civilizational standards were crossed. He and Gilgamesh were just two pitiful species silently waiting for their demise, both facing the fear of death.
No matter emperors or ants, they cannot escape the loess and white bones.
Xu Zhi suddenly wanted to say:
Like you, I face death.
However, he didn't, he just looked down at the royal city below with great emotion.
"No...no..."
Gilgamesh squeezed out a hoarse voice and looked at the huge sacred face surrounded by clouds and mist in the sky, "No, you lied to me, you can do it, you can obviously do it!!"
His eyes were fiery, looking at Xu Zhiru's towering mountains and his strong young body as strong as a rock. He had grown old over the past two hundred years, but he had never left any trace on this great giant's body.
To him, time seems like yesterday.
The intelligent beast, as the most mysterious species of intelligence, in his opinion, is immortal.
"What a powerful force this is, what a coveted long lifespan..."
Gilgamesh's lips trembled, he lowered his voice, raised his head suddenly, and couldn't help roaring: "Then you came in response to my call and came to witness my death? A humble and pitiful life, trembling.
Die of old age.”
"I'm here to see you off. I don't have the ability to extend your lifespan. I'm also here to give you a second handover and warning of civilization." Xu Zhi sighed and said: "Your civilization is too cruel and exterminates the surrounding creatures.
, destroy the forest, slaughter the giant beasts, and trample the entire land under your feet. Real civilization is neither brutal nor barbaric. I ask you to stop your killing!"
"Stop, killing?"
Gilgamesh's burly body was white-haired, but still strong. He suddenly trembled and his whole body trembled. His eyes seemed to be burning with a ball of fire, getting stronger and burning.
The gray-haired old man suddenly took a step forward,
"No, it is impossible to stop the killing, and it is impossible to stop my footsteps! Do you know that the Sword of Damocles you have given me over the years seems to be hanging high above my head?
, it not only gave me powerful strength, but also brought me unparalleled fear...and today, I will personally pull out the sword hanging above my head!"
"Akkad."
"I am here." The historian responsible for compiling "Genesis" came forward.
"Remember the history of our civilization at this time, I say, you write it." Gilgamesh's voice was decisive.
On the red desk, Akkad silently picked up the quill and spread out a roll of gray animal skin paper: "Your Majesty, speak."
"The history of mankind's struggle against nature is a history of courage and praise... The original intention of me ordering people to compile "Genesis" is to leave history to future generations, and to let future generations understand the courage of our ancestors to fight against nature."
"Now, let history record my courage at this moment."
Gilgamesh took a deep breath and held the Sword of Damocles in his old body. He smiled in a low voice and elaborated:
"In the 175th year of the Genesis of the Sumerian Dynasty, after killing Finbar, the most powerful legendary monster in history, the hero King Gilgamesh, who had sealed his sword for more than a hundred years, took action again, using the power of the entire country to seduce the superior wisdom.
The giant beast appears, and I want to swing my sword at it and kill the intelligent giant beast!"
