There was a simple tombstone in the cemetery. After the simple funeral, everyone dispersed.
The husband who lost his wife seemed to have lost his support and became thinner day by day. He was originally very pessimistic, so he and his wife could support each other, but now his wife died of inflammation, and he himself had no hope.
The most optimistic of all people is the uncle from the island country, because he believes that the old humanity will definitely restart. For this reason, he even made a glass record with everyone to pass on his wife's beautiful singing voice.
In order to allow future generations to discover their relics as much as possible, they picked up shells on the beach, accumulated a few shells, and then used shells, sand, charcoal and other simple raw materials to make the most primitive cement, wrapping everything that needed to be protected.
Among the original cement.
"Sure enough, no matter how fast human beings develop, the thing that can be preserved longest is not technology but stone." Duran still agreed with their approach.
Although these behaviors may not necessarily be useful, at least they are doing something. If they did nothing, they would go crazy.
Faith, this is the power of faith.
We have reached the point of human extinction, but a few human beings still believe that human beings still have a future. This is a very difficult thing in itself. Because everything that has happened before has shown that "the destruction of human beings has nothing to do with human beings." Human beings are just saying
Weak creatures that will disappear without them. Human civilization has been cut off by now. If there is no faith, the last human beings will not know how to survive, because rationally speaking, human beings are already eliminated.
But now they are passing on the songs and preserving the precious metals. These actions cannot change the status quo, but they must do it, and they have to do it, because once they give up, they will be the same as the dead.
Human beings are not beasts because they believe in a better future that they can strive for.
"If we do a little, our children will do a little, and our children's children will do a little more, one day the little will add up, and mankind will once again become the master of the world." The astronauts firmly believe this.
The uncle from the island country often tells everyone about his adopted son. His adopted son is a little genius, and the uncle himself became an astronaut in order to fulfill his agreement with his adopted son. In his description, his adopted son has shown his interest in science since he was a child.
Yearning and never stops.
"Although I am a university lecturer, I often feel that my IQ is not as good as his. He really draws inferences from one example and has invented many things at a young age. If it were him, he would never give up."
Dulan saw the uncle so excited and thought that this adopted son could be regarded as his spiritual sustenance. The uncle did not believe in himself, but believed in his adopted son, so he would not give up.
The uncle who worked so hard and often got into trouble naturally became the center of the deserted island.
The most common thing the uncle said was how his adopted son would think, just like a tribal priest who would ask gods to come over him. Sure enough, when faced with a desperate situation, human thinking will change. It cannot be said that they will become theistic, but faith
If there is no specific sustenance, it is nothing more than rootless duckweed and ultimately not solid. Therefore, the uncle's faith is ultimately implemented in the adopted son, while other people's beliefs fall on the uncle.
The uncle is indeed like a priest, leading everyone to find trouble and making meaningless things meaningful.
"This is the number one tool man." Dulan used to think that tool people were only capable of doing things, but now it seems that they are also ideological tool people - tool people of faith.
But no matter how hard the uncle prepared, he couldn't stop time. As the first batch of children grew up, the old man's health became worse and worse. The uncle's wife also began to become weak, especially after giving birth to the third child.
It's hard to stand up.
Due to malnutrition and lack of care, the once bright singer has been destroyed and turned into a human being. Nature is cruel, and no matter whether you are handsome or beautiful, you can't stop the ruthlessness of nature.
Of course, there is one person excepted, and that is Dulan. He has completely changed, and his skin has not even tanned, unlike several other people who have completely changed their appearance after being exposed to the wind and sun in the natural environment.
The island is quite lively, because heartless children are having fun, and a few old people want to educate, but they are unable to do so. These children have no interest in learning to read.
After all, even the elderly rarely write, and there is no environment for writing at all. Even if a group of children learn to write, there will be no use for it, and the children of the children will naturally be wasted.
The old people are very sad. They see their children completely disconnected from industry and even civilization, but they are powerless. Only they know the pain of watching the culture they have adhered to all their lives dissipate.
Children become savage and full of wildness, because being savage can survive better on a desert island. They don't understand the things their parents do. Having a full stomach is the most important thing to them.
At first, each adult only had to work to fill his own stomach. However, as the number of children increased, the adults' work doubled, but the children still did not have enough to eat, so the children could only rely on themselves, not their parents.
This is the rule of primitive society. Only by being strong can you have enough to eat. It is better to rely on yourself than relying on heaven and earth.
When the children grow up, the old man no longer has to work, but death is not far away. The island country uncle sent away his wife, then the youngest companion, then the old couple, and finally there was only one left.
It's up to him and Dulan.
In the city, the average life expectancy can reach sixty-seventy, and that is under the protection of the medical system, but in the wild, fifty years is considered a long life.
The uncle of the island country did not stop, although his children did not understand the strange things of the uncle. The uncle did not force them to understand, he only hoped that they would pass on the one hundred stories from generation to generation, which recorded the wisdom of survival.
, and traces of old humanity.
This knowledge is packaged in interesting stories, without words, and can only be spread by word of mouth. There will inevitably be errors and omissions, but the uncles have done everything they know they can do.
"Dulan, you said you wanted to turn them all into technicians, but I haven't seen you take action for so many years." The uncle has white hair. In fact, he is only fifty years old: "Dulan, even if we are together,
After many years of life, I still can't understand you. You are like a stone. When we are on the verge of going crazy, you are still so calm. Do you never waver?" So many people on the island said
Everyone has been shaken.
The uncle was also shaken. When faced with such a tragic future, he would doubt that what he did was just trying to shake the tree. But when he thought of his genius adopted son, the eclectic and unique child, he began to think again.
He felt confident that his adopted son would definitely not be defeated by a mere petrochemical if he was so smart.
"I've already taught them, don't you watch them every day?" Dulan said that he had already started educating them.
"Isn't that martial arts training? I think martial arts training is necessary. During these years of surviving on a desert island, I deeply feel that a strong body is the most important thing, so I support their martial arts training."
"No, no, this is not martial arts training, this is the cultivation of tool people. You see, they practice the iron sand palm to hammer nails, the dragon claw hand to twist nuts, and the muscle-splitting hand to become a lathe worker..."
Du Lan said that each martial arts corresponds to a technique, and when they finish practicing, they will become technicians.
"Ah?" The uncle said, is this okay?
"You don't have to doubt that these martial arts have been improved by me. As long as they practice from generation to generation, their bodies will eventually change. Even if they don't have tools, they can become peerless tool men with their bodies alone, capable of turning and fitting.
, miller, boring worker..."
The uncle was speechless. The future was really a world of tool people, and perhaps another kind of civilization could be developed. The uncle had no doubt that he was going to die, so he might as well die with a bright future.