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01361 Time Out of Sequence Three

About thirty thousand years ago.

A tribe of Homo sapiens consisting of one hundred and thirty-one people was migrating along the river. Their leader was walking at the front of the team, holding a "weapon" made of wooden sticks and obsidian.

Through processing and transformation with the simplest tools, this primitive weapon was still a symbol of power at that time.

Even though the weather was hot, the patriarch did not give up the saber-toothed tiger skin cloak he wore.

The totem painted with the colors given by the earth makes the patriarch's face and body more noble, and also makes his back look more grand.

Behind him, young and strong male tribesmen also wore similar cloaks.

They protect their clan members and are absolutely loyal to their clan leader.

In the middle of the team are women and children.

The young women are all the wives of the patriarch, but they are not the wives of the man at the front, but the wives of the patriarch.

The last chief had his lungs pierced by a challenger by the river, and his body was thrown into the river and torn into pieces by crocodiles.

As the winner, the current patriarch still has a winner's necklace made of the teeth of all the losers hanging around his neck.

Slightly older women are divided into two categories.

One type wears a gorgeous feathered cloak, has a stooped body, and makes strange bird-like sounds from its mouth.

They are the wizards in the tribe, the group of people closest to "gods".

Although this tribe does not yet have its own written language, they already have their own belief and respect for "gods".

Some other elderly women are tool makers in the tribe. They are responsible for making all tools related to gathering and hunting for the tribe. Some of them are even experienced makers who have learned to sew leather armor with bone needles.

At the end of the team, there were some elderly people.

They carried a large amount of supplies, such as water and wild buckwheat in ostrich eggs, and meat and bones wrapped in animal skins.

The migration process is very long.

When the Homo sapiens tribe that was advancing on foot reached its destination, only half of the tribe was left.

Some of the missing half died from hunting on the way, some died from diseases, but most died from the war between two different tribes.

It seems that from ancient times to the present, communication between people has been difficult to carry out peacefully after forming a stable whole. The most effective and cruel way of communication is war.

Now the leader of this tribe has become a short man with dark skin.

Although he is not as tall and strong as any previous leader, he still has the right to distribute all the women, food and water in the tribe.

After establishing a new home in a water-rich destination, the new leader decided to further expand the tribe's population, so he shared the women that the previous leaders had not shared with the men in the entire tribe.

So in the second year, the tribe's population increased significantly.

More than twenty years later, when another migration was imminent and the old leader handed over the spear, saber-toothed tiger skin cloak and winner's necklace to his son, the tribe had already formed a large tribe of nearly a thousand people.

Within a radius of nearly a thousand kilometers, this tribe with the mysterious golden triangle as its totem is undoubtedly invincible.

The leader's young and strong son also believed that he could lead the tribe to find their next home.

But……

Just one year later, the ugly, disabled, but gorgeously feathered messengers of the gods told the new leader that if their powerful tribe wanted to become greater, they must get as close to the "gods" as possible.

So the new leader led his people towards the west where the "god" was, but his people were buried in the glacier together with him.



Second century AD.

During the Antoninus dynasty, the Roman Empire was at its peak.

Under the glory of the empire, the nobles of Rome lived luxuriously and happily every day.

The faces of the people in Rome were also filled with smiles.

But in a corner of the market, some naked men and women were traded as commodities like drowning animals that had just been fished out of the water.

The seller grabbed the girl's long red hair and chin and lifted her head up.

The buyer knew exactly what he wanted. He carefully opened the girl's lower lip with a golden spoon and checked her mouth to determine her true age. This was exactly the same as buying and selling livestock.

There should be no obvious trauma to the skin, and bruises that can be eliminated will not affect the price much.

After checking her body shape and posture, the buyer nodded with satisfaction, while the seller smiled.

The next one is a man with dark skin.

He rolled his eyes, which were still bloodshot, and his body was still trembling despite being exposed to the sun.

The buyer only took one look and shook his head.

The seller's expression froze, and he glared at his subordinates.

The men hurriedly stepped forward and kicked the man aside, then dragged him toward the back of the house like a dead fish.

Transactions like this were happening almost all the time in various cities in the Roman Empire.

In a slavery society, the gap between people is not only class-based, but also fundamental.

As a slave, you do not enjoy the glory of the Roman Empire at all. Even under the gospel of the great king, slaves are just talking tools.

There is no essential difference from the obsidian spear in the hands of the leader of the Homo sapiens tribe tens of thousands of years ago who was constantly migrating in search of habitat.

They can all be passed on as symbols of rights. They are nothing more than more civilian-oriented and have more attributes that can be directly traded.

Perhaps today, the fate of the red-haired girl is extremely tragic.

However, in a slave society, being sold as a commodity may actually be the last charity of the Creator to her, and to her life.

Maybe the girl is not even qualified to be favored by her master, but she may no longer have to starve or live with those "dead fish".



The recurring dreams made Su Wanxia toss and turn.

While he was half asleep and half awake, his brain seemed to have gone through several centuries of reincarnation.

He could truly feel the primitive aura, and he could also understand the fear and despair the new leader felt when he looked up at the "god" under the snow-capped peaks.

The afterglow of the Roman Empire shone upon him.

The night before the fall of the Byzantine Empire.

He became the monarch on the throne, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether the light outside the house was night or day.

The only fresh thing was the vibrations one after another.

The beautifully drawn pattern was shaken to the point of trembling, and when the dust fell, he suddenly realized that this was the end of an era.



More than two centuries ago.

In Auschwitz, a small city in southern Poland, Nazi German soldiers established a concentration camp.

This is the infamous Auschwitz concentration camp.

It was built on April 27, 1940 and was liberated on January 27, 1945.

A total of nearly 1.1 million people were murdered in Auschwitz.

Most of them are Jews.

Although it is still difficult to understand why the Nazis "hatred" the Jews so much.

But there is no doubt that this is the most eye-catching mark of "racial hatred" carved with blood in human history.

Compared with slavery in the Roman Empire, this naked hatred between races seems even more unreasonable.

Maybe "Life is Beautiful" can weave a beautiful lie.

Protect your child’s innocent childhood.

Hatred that can be written with human blood and bones will still record this cruel past without mercy.

Su Wanxia is still trapped in her dream.

In the dream, he was a Jew who was detained in a concentration camp with Anne.

What came over and over again in his mind were Anne's questions.

"Can you tell me, why do people always try their best to hide their true selves? Why do I always behave completely differently in front of others? Why do people distrust each other? I know

There must be a reason for this. It's a terrible feeling to not be able to trust others with all your heart, even the people closest to you."

Even Su Wanxia, ​​who lived several centuries later, would not be able to answer these questions.

Perhaps human beings have been destined to accept suffering since their birth.

There are too many people in this world who smile reluctantly and struggle to live.

Taking pleasure in suffering is obviously far from the good life we ​​expect...

Sometimes, after removing the general background of society, Su Wanxia also has the same question?

Why is it that there are countless amounts of food piled up and moldy in the world, but so many people are still suffering from hunger?

Why is it that so much wealth in the world has turned into tumor-like accumulations, yet so many people are still clenching their fists just to save a little money?

Why are there so many problems in the world that need to be solved, but really smart people never think about them?

Maybe there is an answer to all this today.



The night before the "Dead Sea".

No one will believe that there will really be a global blackout in this world.

Every social element operating in it believes that the sun will rise as usual tomorrow.

After three long and painful years of unemployment, the girl finally found a job.

She packed herself up, put on her neatest clothes, and put the holes in her socks under her feet. Walking through the streets, passing many beggars, she found barely enough room to breathe in the crowded subway.

The smell was pungent, but she was filled with joy.

In this infinitely devalued society.

The value of human beings has been completely stretched.

After turning a few pages of the book on the bedside about the value of human beings, she no longer needed to take medication for depression. The girl was grateful for this.

The night before, she was still thinking repeatedly about why she wanted to live in such a mess, instead of ending her bleak life in a clean and tidy way.

Today, she, like hundreds of other individuals, poured into the building of capital.

It is not difficult to understand the position and become familiar with the work process.

In fact, she has never let herself stop learning and making progress in the past three years.

Repeatable tasks are too easy to be taken over by type A1 artificial intelligence, so she must find a special social position for herself.

Obviously she is lucky.

In this window period of social transformation, only those who are truly brave can avoid the wind and climb to higher heights.

She thinks she is.

But creation itself is a painful process.

Because you first have to understand how the brain works.

In the eyes of most people, everyone's thoughts should be independent and free.

But in fact, the establishment of any ideological system and the formation of values ​​are inseparable from the influence of all factors around you.

A person's first teachers are his parents, the surrounding environment, sounds, smells and colors.

Then there are concrete objective objects, including shapes, properties, and concepts of space and time.

Next, there is the instillation of basic social qualities.

If you want to integrate into and obtain the wealth accumulated through social progress, you must possess as many of these basic qualities as possible.

Such as writing, life skills, social skills, etc...

Then, the subjective and objective cognitive thinking logic is formed, and attempts are made to abstract abstract concepts from concrete objects.

This is where thinking is relatively free and independent.

However, it is subject to reality.

Many people are not even willing to recognize places other than their living areas of home and company. Even if they raise their heads and see the sun and moon, they will not think about anything related to the universe beyond the atmosphere.

This is not necessarily bad.

In fact, most of the time our energy and time are limited.

If you use limited experience and time to think about the nearly infinite world, you will always realize a concept at a certain moment - mediocrity.

But if you are engaged in creation.

Then you need to get out of the weird circle of thinking and make your thinking as divergent as possible, so as to obtain more abstract concepts from the concrete world.

This girl is clearly not very good at it.

But after three years of hard work.

She found inspiration on a blank piece of paper.

If there are too many repetitive concepts in the real world that make you unable to escape, then simply take out a blank piece of paper and start from scratch.

From a point to a line...

From a line to a surface...

From a surface to an overlapping three-dimensional figure...

From a three-dimensional figure to an abstract concept that can transcend time and space...

Maybe the girl is not Picasso, but she is undoubtedly a talent who has illuminated her deep creative talent through acquired hard work.

This company was also the first warrior to stand up and try to fill the black hole in social thought before the blackout era. The girl felt that this was the only place where she could become irreplaceable...

But no one expected it.

It's just that when I woke up the next day, the sun was just right.

Mobile phones and even all devices that require electricity are paralyzed...

The girl suddenly felt that the world suddenly became gray.

A new word was born during the blackout era called "go to society".

It means "desocialization", or removing the background of socialization.

Let each of us rethink what the future has been for mankind since its birth?

When standing on the rooftop with the girl.

Su Wanxia could really feel her calmness.

There is no sadness or resentment... She chose to end here not to prove anything, nor to seek relief.

But her consciousness was suddenly and completely liberated.



From ancient times to the present.

Everyone seems to be a beggar.

It doesn’t matter whether you are favored by “gods” or insulted by “gods”.

In short, we have been trying to fight against fate, and we have paid a heavy price for it.

This dream is half-awake.

Su Wanxia discovered a scarlet triangle appeared in the sky.

Between the sky and the earth composed of light blue and white, the scarlet triangle is like the eye of a "god".

It looked at Su Wanxia.

Su Wanxia is also looking at it.

There was no communication between the two parties, but they seemed to understand each other's meaning.



The diseases, disasters, and deaths caused by the dark side of society are all forgotten.

For the first time, Su Wanxia's consciousness made a qualitative leap.

Is seeking happiness for all sentient beings really an arrogant statement that sounds ridiculous?

Su Wanxia was like this before.

He even laughed at his own father.

That man treats his wife and children like two tools.

He may not love his wife, nor does he like Su Wanxia, ​​but he has a greater ideal?

This is really a great irony.

A person who doesn't even love his little family will love everyone?

Su Wanxia has never been able to escape from this vicious circle.

But now, he seemed to suddenly understand.

Just because the sun "disappears", tens of millions of people will die... If the disaster continues, the flame of human civilization may disappear in an instant.

All systems and the collective wisdom of society, without exception, have the original intention of gathering the strength of all living beings to protect their happiness.

This sounds like the deception of some evil heretic.

But in the thousands of years when humans have been struggling with limited resources, these words sound so clear and clear.



Sit up.

The red color of Mars can already be clearly seen outside the window.

When Chu Xiaoming came to call Su Wanxia, ​​Su Wanxia was staring at Mars and mumbling something.

"Hey, are you okay?" Chu Xiaoming came over and asked with concern.

When Su Wanxia turned around, the red triangular mark in her eyes slowly dissipated.

"It's okay, I'm ready. Shall we leave now?"

"Well, Yinuo is already waiting for us." Chu Xiaoming smiled and patted his brother on the shoulder before leaving Su Wanxia's room.

When Su Wanxia was left alone again, he couldn't help but recall the night of his confrontation with Xian Qianhua and the others a few weeks ago.



"Sit down and don't move!" Su Wanxia almost pulled the trigger.

Xian Qianhua raised her hands above her head: "Hey, hey, hey! Don't be so excited! We are not aliens, don't worry about this."

Su Wanxia didn't trust her.

But at this time, Shen Yinuo frowned and said, "Wanxia...she didn't lie. Did you see it wrong?"

Su Wanxia was stunned. He did not expect that Shen Yinuo would speak for Xian Qianhua at this time.

"Yes, brother Wanxia, ​​did you read it wrong? I also think Sister Qianhua didn't lie." Chu Xiaoming naturally sided with Shen Yinuo.

Su Wanxia panicked a little.

At this time, Yan Sichen said: "No, no, actually everyone is right. Qian Hua and I may indeed be dead..."

"Huh?" Chu Xiaoming was shocked.

Su Wanxia also looked at Yan Sichen and Xian Qianhua in shock.

Xian Qianhua smiled and asked Su Wanxia: "Actually, we are just as confused as you about what exactly happened, but so what? Who can say that those two corpses are us, and the one sitting in front of you alive now is a fake

Where’s the goods?”

Su Wanxia was stunned by the question. This was indeed a classic question.

Yan Sichen seemed to have been prepared for it. He suggested: "Of course, if you doubt us, then it is better to separate the spaceships. Qian Hua and I will pilot one, and the three of you will pilot the remaining two. It will be much safer this way, right?"

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