On the morning of May 4, 2149, 0211 was confirmed dead, 72 hours after the arrival of the mysterious existence.
"She" has no name.
0211 is "her" "mother".
This existence after its arrival cannot yet be defined as a human being.
Because "she" has many characteristics that humans don't have. For example, "she" can imitate the colors she sees and come into contact with, and uses her body as a drawing board to perform gorgeous performances, just like a squid on the bottom of the sea.
And "she" is not breathing. At least after "she" was sent, the researchers did not observe "her" breathing state. However, scans showed that "she" has human internal organs, and
She has always been active, but researchers don't understand how she can maintain normal functioning of her body without breathing.
In addition, "she" has a very high body temperature, with an average body temperature reaching 45 degrees Celsius. Humans at this temperature will definitely not be able to survive, but "she" is everything normal.
The research team includes biologists, anthropologists, linguists, mystics, chemists and physicists.
Everyone has different research directions and methods.
Biologists want to define "her" and figure out what she is and whether there are any gender characteristics.
Anthropologists are trying to prove that "she" is a human being, or is not a human being. This requires a clear definition, otherwise they will not be able to try to use human laws to restrain "her", or to restrain other people.
When linguists come into contact with "her", it is more like a performance art. Two researchers, a man and a woman, come to "her" naked and try to communicate with her or make "her" understand human language.
, in short, the purpose is to establish some connections to determine whether "her" arrival is a blessing or a curse for mankind.
The occultists had never seen "her" at all. They went directly to the place where the books were stored, saying that they wanted to find a similar story recorded in the field of occultism to confirm the existence of "her", but seventy-two hours later
In the past, these people were still reading the "Dead Sea Documents" that had been read by countless people countless times.
Chemists and physicists are more traditional. They only do research that is within their own fields, such as "her" body composition and how "her" cells respond to the specific universe.
The above studies are very routine and traditional. They are just like routine. Maybe some people still have expectations, but the senior officials of the "Beacon Council" have long given up hope.
It is obvious whether the arrival of "her" is good or bad. 0211 was once suspected to be an alien that evolved from being infected by mysterious substances in outer space. But after he died, scientists discovered that although 0211's cells were degenerating, they did not
Find anything in "her" body that does not belong to this planet.
"She" seems to be the exact opposite of 0211. "She" is not a degeneration, but the pinnacle of evolution.
Some senior officials already regard "her" as the future of mankind, but this will take some time to verify, while others are already considering whether "she" should be destroyed. This may be the best way to eliminate hidden dangers. But
No matter which view you take, you must face the same fact. After "she" appeared... the first central axis seemed to have become isolated from the world.
This is something that most researchers are still unaware of.
In the isolation room.
The commander, who has been imprisoned for three days and three nights, is trying hard to swallow dry and hard food. It is said that this food has a strong sense of satiety and is a recipe concocted by several scientists.
But in the commander's personal experience, it is just a piece of rubber that cannot be chewed. Not to mention the taste, whether it can be swallowed is a question. And it is obvious that these scientists only considered the satiety of this food one-sidedly.
But they ignore how much effort it takes to eat it.
The commander who barely ate half of it threw the remaining half back onto the plate with a grimace, and then gave a score of 0. This was the lowest score he had given in the past few days.
The commander originally had no objection to being locked up here as a dangerous object, but what he didn't expect was that he would be used as a guinea pig to test whether some weird so-called "food" could be eaten.
It's really dumbfounding.
Lying back on the bed, the commander was about to take a nap, but suddenly the "alarm" in the room rang. The commander quickly sat up, straightened his appearance and looked at a pillar rising slowly in the room.
The pillar looks like the periscope of a submarine. It integrates an image acquisition module and an independent thinking calculation component. It is the only thing in the isolation room that can talk to the isolated persons.
At the same time, it will also give the quarantined person a score. If the score is good, the quarantined person may be freed immediately, but if the score is low... the result will be quite bad.
"No. 7113?"
"yes."
"Do you know what your duty is?"
"guard."
"Are you aware that you are wavering?"
"No."
"Have you ever revealed any secrets you knew to the outside world?"
"No."
"Your will is wavering."
"No, my will is as strong as a rock."
"Very good, then... why was there such a big error in what you drew yesterday?"
"There is no error."
"Not quick enough!"
"No error!"
"Very good, stand up now 7113."
"yes."
"Looking at yourself in the mirror, do you think you are a loyal guardian?"
"yes."
"are you sure?"
"Sure."
"Not straightforward enough! Is your will wavering?"
"No!"
"Then answer me loudly again! Are you sure you are the most loyal defender?"
"Yes!"
"good very good."
The inquiry was over, and the commander silently sat back on the bed. Over the past few days, he had been tortured by roughly the same question several times, and every time he felt exhausted. The way the First Central Axis managed people became more and more
The commander is getting more and more puzzled... Is this really the "Beacon Council" that advocates freedom, equality and human rights first? It is clearly a secret service agency.
After taking a deep breath, the commander was about to lie down and rest for a while, but the door opened.
He quickly stood up. Generally speaking, only very high-ranking personnel could meet the quarantined during the quarantine period. So the commander instinctively wanted to salute, but he saw a strange man walking in who asked him to wear a mask.
.
The commander immediately took a step back alertly and asked: "Who are you?!"
The other party immediately replied: "I am you."
"What?" The commander was stunned for a moment.
The other party took off the mask, and sure enough, the face under the mask was the commander himself who was being isolated here at this time?
However, after a brief surprise, the commander suddenly realized a more terrifying fact. He said coldly: "What are you going to do?"
"Tell you the truth, and then... follow sir, overthrow this hypocritical power structure and replace it." The mysterious clone spoke very simply.
It doesn't look like the commander's true character, but it's a bit similar to the way he answered when being questioned.
"It's ridiculous, you're talking in your sleep." The commander was not in a hurry to knock the guy in front of him to the ground. In fact, he would maintain passive defense even when he was not sure of the opponent's true strength.
"It's not just a dream. The reason why the First Central Axis was able to become the world's most influential joint co-prosperity organization independent of each country's political structure at the end of the blackout era was that it relied not only on the support of various countries, but on the 'old
god'."
"what?"
"To be specific, it is the 'Old God Turaya', the Mother of All Saints, the last descendant of the Lord of the Past, and the only transcendent existence among the four known 'Old Gods' on the earth who holds the wisdom of the Upper Yuan Civilization Era.
It was her power that allowed you and me to be born here." After the clone finished speaking, he raised his sleeves.
The commander immediately made defensive movements vigilantly, but the clone had no intention of attacking the commander. He showed the inscription mark on the inside of his right forearm and said: "You also have these numbers, don't you?"
The commander glanced at the numbers and said coldly: "That is the inscription that will be stamped on every guard after signing a confidentiality agreement. Do you think I will believe you if you show me this?"
The clone said: "It's good to be very alert, but you don't have to doubt too much. As long as you are willing to follow me, I will naturally take you to see the truth."
"What if I don't follow you?"
"That's a pity. I will kill you to get rid of future troubles." As soon as the clone finished speaking, his arm suddenly raised, and the dagger hidden in the sleeve was already pointed at the commander's neck.
Although the commander himself had already raised his hand and reached around the clone's neck, there was no way he could break a person's neck as quickly as he could slit his throat with a knife.
The commander soon realized that he was at a disadvantage, and he slowly retracted his hand: "Okay, I'll go with you."
The clone immediately retracted the dagger and stood aside: "Please."
The commander glanced at him blankly and then slowly walked out of the door of the isolation room. The world outside the door was no longer the world that the commander was familiar with... Gunshots were heard in many rooms. It seems that not every clone is like this.
Easy to talk to.
Of course, there were also some who, like the commander, had doubtful expressions on their faces and followed a clone with an identical face to each of them out of the room.
Leaving the quarantine area, the outside world becomes even more chaotic.
There was no sign of this sudden rebellion, and even those who resisted died without knowing why they were killed. The ranks of the rebels, or rather... revolutionary armed personnel, gradually grew, and they soon occupied the first place.
More than 80% of the area of the central axis is underground. When they came to the guard position near Area A, the rebels stopped their previous overwhelming attack and turned to confront the guards of the first central axis.
But what the commander would never imagine is that the real battlefield is not underground at all, but at the top of the "Beacon Council".
Compared with the blood and blood in the underground world, the power struggle between high-level officials seems to be more dignified.
The silver-haired man sat at the head of the table. He was spinning the coins on the table, and there were many solemn-looking subordinates standing beside him. In the conference hall, the number of people who had been executed reached nineteen, and the rest were hesitant.
Or there has been an obvious defection.
"Sir's meaning is very clear. You have already done most of what you should have done before. Now it is time to hand over the power and let us continue our unfinished business." The silver-haired man said softly.
The Korean uncle who was covered in cold sweat immediately smiled and said: "What you are saying is, in fact, we have been thinking about it a long time ago. Since you have made sufficient preparations, should we take the initiative to hand over the rights? But now it seems that it is
We were not conscious enough and made Mr. unhappy."
The silver-haired man glanced at him and laughed: "Jin Dajun, are you really a loyal dog? You turned your back so quickly?"
The core members of the Beacon Council are mainly composed of dignitaries from various countries. Jin Dajun, who is the Minister of Internal Affairs of the North and South Korea, is one of them. This old man who is over fifty years old is said to have been prosecuted for allegedly molesting a female subordinate before joining the Beacon Council. If not for this
He might have already been involved in any sudden disaster.
Now sitting at this conference table that almost represents the pinnacle of human rights, Jin Dajun's sudden defection is not surprising.
On the contrary, the ambiguous attitude of some staunch defenders makes people think... Although Jin Dajun is not a good person, he is indeed a top student at Seoul National University, especially in social management and other fields, and has made amazing achievements. As for some personal aspects
The stain does not prevent him from making judgments and choices that are more beneficial to him at any time.
Like today, most of the dozen members of the Beacon Council who have been killed are soldiers who are unlikely to succumb to the rebels. They come from all over the world, and most of them are from China, Russia, and the European Community. Most of these military attachés have been killed now.
The attitude of the remaining civil servants was ambiguous, and Jin Dajun probably understood that he had to show weakness if he wanted to protect himself.
Hearing the silver-haired man mocking himself like this, Jin Dajun smiled bitterly and said: "Mr. Changkong, I just assessed the situation and made the right choice. You must not have planned to kill everyone, right?"
The silver-haired man's full name is Changkong Haoyi. His origin and background are currently very unfamiliar to everyone at the long table. Only a few people know that Changkong Haoyi is the Takahashi Yin who caused two major disasters.
He is not a warrior of the country, and he does not disdain to be loyal to the so-called revival of the empire, but this does not mean that he is a good person.
On the contrary, in the eyes of many people, Changkong Haoyi is simply a demon walking in the world.
After listening to Jin Dajun's words, Changkong Haoyi smiled slightly. He looked at the others and said: "What our husband means is very simple. Before the world becomes a dead end, it is better to have a complete carnival. At least in this way, everyone can face the doomsday."
It won’t be that painful. Of course, I might be wrong, but it doesn’t matter. The ending is the same anyway. You just have to do everything you should do according to Mr.’s wishes.”
There were more than a dozen heavyweights sitting at the conference table, but Shang Junxiao, who was first responsible for the human rescue plan, was the only one missing. Everyone seemed to have consciously forgotten this big shot, including Changkong Haoyi, who didn't care about Shang Jun either.
Where did Yao go?
"So what sir, what you mean...is to spread divinity into every shelter?" The person asking the question was a senior political figure of the European Community, and he asked his doubts in proficient Chinese.
Changkong Haoyi glanced at him and said with a smile: "No, no, no, you have more important things to do before that."
"What's going on?" the senior dignitary asked.
"To uproot the power of the four major families, it is best to clean out the 'old gods' they have hidden." Changkong Haoyi chuckled.
"What?! Will sir issue such an order? This is impossible! The four major families are deeply rooted and each has its own plan. The Su family occupies the place of origin, and Hua Sheng Fengmao controls the top aerospace industry in mankind.
And military technology, as for the other two families... you have been trying to clean it up for so long with no results, why do you think we are capable of it? "
Hearing this, Changkong Haoyi suddenly stood up and said: "That's a good question. Sir, I'm also very confused as to why the four families are still in this situation. The four families are still like cancer and are difficult to clean up. Humanity has clearly defeated cancer and cancer with the help of God's power."
AIDS, but I did not expect that what is more terrifying than these two once incurable diseases is the cancer of capital... To be precise, it is the system... the absurd, shameful system and human beings' own ignorance and ignorance..."
A kind of senior dignitary was puzzled by what he heard.
Changkong Haoyi seemed to be possessed by a demon. He murmured to himself: "Yes, yes...it is the system that is protecting them, it is those old and decadent things that are shackling the whole world. Human beings should be more noble...
…I understand…Are you worried that you are not strong enough to fight against them?”
The senior dignitary who asked the question earlier nodded in fear and said: "Uh... yes..." He didn't even dare to look directly into Changkong Haoyi's eyes.
Changkong Haoyi said a long "Oh", and then walked over slowly. He came behind the dignitary, put his hands on his shoulders, and while massaging him, he said to himself: "I heard
Have you prepared three plans?"
The bald senior dignitary asked stiffly: "What do you mean?"
"About this catastrophe." Changkong Haoyi reminded him in a low voice against his ear.
"Uh... So these are the things you were talking about..." The senior dignitary was sweating coldly. He forced a smile and said: "Actually, those plans are only on paper... We have not given up on staying on the earth and continuing to explore.
And find out the first solution to 'the sun disappears'... So..."
"Don't be afraid, don't get excited, I just want to hear from you personally what the other two plans are." Changkong said with a grand smile, but the senior official said with a bitter look on his face: "In addition... uh
…The other two plans…”
"Rand! You signed a confidentiality agreement!" Suddenly a man stood up and scolded, and the senior official's face turned pale with fright.