Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

Passing through the vast and cold space, the already obsolete spacecraft kept shaking and moving forward under the obstruction of the atmosphere. The red hot light covered the front of the spacecraft and brought up a long tail.

The light red meteor that pierced the sky was seen by many residents on the planet. In the end, the spacecraft accurately landed in a lake, dissipating the high temperature waste heat on the surface.

White water vapor was steaming, and with tension, expectation, worry, and various complex emotions, the crew members stepped out of the spacecraft and looked at this green and novel world.

After a short inspection and confirmation, they carefully took off their breathing masks and experienced the primitive and pure atmosphere. An unprecedented feeling came to their hearts.

The gas is rich in water vapor, as well as the slight fragrance of vegetation, as well as the smell of microbial decay. This diverse and fresh feeling is completely different from the monotonous circulating air in the spacecraft.

"Just breathing the air can bring such great happiness to people. I think I will never leave here." Some crew members said this.

As they landed, the residents of this planet gradually arrived.

Although the language and characters are slightly different, it is obvious that they all came from the same context. After a brief combing, the two sides gradually started to communicate.

A trusting relationship cannot be established in a short time, but both parties seem to be very interested in each other's history, and through gradual communication, they finally understand each other's origins.

"The earliest ancestors who landed on this planet were a fleet that set off from the Earth in 609 of the Fourth Era. At that time, the organizers of the fleet deliberately chose a very remote route and location in order to avoid competing with others. "

Walking on the road in the forest, a blond elf among the aborigines introduced this to the guests.

"Then how did you get here?" The people on the boat were curious.

"Due to a not-so-nice accident, the fleet made a mistake during the voyage and deviated from the route, resulting in entering a huge vacuum field. It was very far away from the destination star system, and the resources on the spacecraft were also limited."

"In order to survive, the fleet had to change its planned route and sail to the nearest star system."

"Finally, after passing through the long black vacuum, the only remaining spacecraft of the fleet made an emergency landing on this planet, and we had to stop and survive."

"Thousands of years ago, this planet was not so beautiful. It was still a world filled with poisonous gas."

"Fortunately, the World Tree seeds brought by our ancestors were not destroyed during space travel, but were completely protected."

"Two saplings of the world tree were planted for it, and then under the care of generations, they slowly grew up, and our living area also expanded with the growth of the tree crown, until finally the poison of the entire planet was purified .”

As the two of them walked, they gradually walked out of the dense forest, and the view on the other side of the hill gradually emerged. In the distant and misty sky, two big trees penetrated the clouds, majestic and huge. It's like carrying the world.

"That is the World Tree, our origin and hope." Standing on this hill, the elf pointed at the tall tree in the distance.

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Time flies, and it has been a year since the spacecraft landed on this planet. The two sides have become more and more understanding of each other. Later, the members on the spacecraft readily agreed to the request of the local residents and taught them this forgotten technology.

The once-lost art of hyperspace flight was once again acquired by the inhabitants of the planet, and they also gained the ability to return to this galaxy.

"Although it's not good to say this, I still want to tell you that the outside world today is not as beautiful as you remember it in ancient times." The man in white shirt and a local holy tree priest were walking by the lake.

"We've had people ask you before about what exactly happened, but you guys don't seem to be willing to mention the past history."

"Because it's too heavy and depressing." The man in white shirt stopped and looked at the sea of ​​flowers across the lake.

"Most of your memories of the outside world are still from the beautiful Fourth Era, which was a beautiful era when the four originals were still there. Because of the protection of His Highness who controlled the stars, human civilization was unified and united. It had just emerged from the ruins of the past. Reopening the age of interstellar navigation, the whole society is full of vitality."

"However, even the four originals will have a day when they are tired. They fall asleep one by one, and the exploration of human civilization gradually touches the boundaries of the galaxy."

"Just like what happens in history, all lights will eventually dim."

"With the competition for interests, all kinds of complicated and confusing ideas are flooding the information network. People are manic and numb. There is no corner that can escape the erosion and baptism of the times, and there is no silence and innocence that is not stained."

"The former unity began to have divergences, because new races born from new technologies continued to emerge. The fruits of the big tree of human civilization began to have very different branches, and reconciliation became more and more difficult."

"Dividing the rich and the poor, monopolizing technology, enslaving the lower class, a new race whose structure is completely obedient to its own, and livestock life that is completely obedient without any resistance, all kinds of things you can't imagine are starting to happen."

"If the wills of living beings come together to form a crown like a god, does that mean that as long as you create enough intelligent beings that obey your orders completely, you can become a god?" The man in white shirt said His voice was low.

"Once this kind of magic box-like thinking is opened, some people will keep trying. At first, they relied on hypnosis or enslavement and brainwashing education to cultivate such people on remote planets."

"But this efficiency is not high after all, and humans are intelligent creatures. Once they learn enough things and understand more deeply, they will naturally feel rebellious."

"But the scary thing about technological progress is that it will bring unexpected new evils."

"Since people can spontaneously resist, then it would be great to design a life that will not resist at all, and will spontaneously like or worship even when seeing a specific image."

"So, through constant attempts to change the genes of some organisms, such life was finally created."

"These new races have no resistance to specific images. They are willing to serve those people and even sacrifice their lives. They instinctively like this feeling." He continued to describe what happened at the beginning of the fifth era.

"It's really terrible." The priest on the side couldn't help but sigh.

"After all, paper can't cover up the fire. When such groups continue to increase, they are finally discovered by mainstream society, and then there is huge controversy and division."

"Does such a race count as human beings? How should we deal with it in the end? Such a topic eventually triggered social conflicts, and after more people learned about it, more forces secretly began to try the same thing."

"The country began to divide, and civil war began to break out. During the war, the moral standards of the entire world declined rapidly. In order to survive or for personal selfishness, new races of this type began to be created continuously."

"They serve either as soldiers, as cheap labor, or as the bottom of the gods' thrones."

"In the process of fighting each other, large organizational forces swallow up small ones and become larger and larger, and they control more and more new races that are completely obedient."

"at last……"

"What happened in the end?" The priest on the side asked curiously when he saw him stop suddenly.

"In the end, such a completely obedient race actually supported a new crown." The man in the white shirt closed his eyes, feeling how desperate this scene in history was.

It was originally the crown of God that represented the beautiful wishes of many living beings, and the unity of all people. Later, it became a tool for selfish interests, and everything sacred and beautiful fell here.

"Yes, even if they are such a race without self-will, they are still living beings with spirits and ideas. Of course they can change the world, even if it is a world that takes orders from others."

"Intelligent life is always proud of its own free will, but this pride is not special in the face of cold physical reality. As long as the conditions are met, no matter whether it is good or evil, whether it is organic or inorganic, it can ignite the firewood. .”

"Human beings are not special."

"Is the world already such a hopeless place?" The priest sitting on the side of the lake looked up at the blue sky.

"Then what happened next? How did you escape?"

"Although such a desperate dark sun gradually rises in the Milky Way, there is more than one careerist, and they will never trust each other." The man in the white shirt shook his head, sat on the grass by the lake, and continued to talk about the Fifth Era. past events.

"There will also be fights and frictions between the dark sun crowns. When they get together, the other party will fall. They begin to design weapons that make it easier to cleanse the other party's race."

"As long as the pillars supporting the opponent's crown are exterminated, the crown that represents the power of the gods will gradually dissipate and fall."

"As a result, various weapons that destroy humanity were developed. In some cases, it only takes one starship to break through the atmosphere, and the virus it spreads can deprive the entire planet of its inhabitants."

"Some develop genetic toxins specifically for hostile races, some simply burn the entire planet, and some induce various radiation poisons to destroy the opponent's living planet. In this way, even if the enemy can escape temporarily, it will be difficult to expand in the future. It’s a tribe.”

"In this case, human civilization is destroying itself." The priest on the side could easily see the hidden consequences.

"Yes, although there are cases where one party devours its opponent and becomes stronger because of victory, but in general, human civilization is constantly weakening and annihilating itself."

"The battle between the dark suns destroyed many livable planets, and some rare alien races in the galaxy also perished in such wars." The man in the white shirt said, and lay down on the grass, as if sleeping in the grass like this Medium, extra comfortable.

"The battles have greatly reduced the number of habitable planets, and many people have begun to flee. And because the overall strength of civilization has declined, many unimportant areas are no longer occupied and blocked. This is like many unattended areas appearing on the national territory. Broken marks.”

"Following these chaotic traces, some people became pirates, some started smuggling, and some just wanted to escape like us."

"This is how the first members of the ship escaped from the chaos with a group of like-minded people, and then looked for a new home in the vast starry sky."

"I didn't come here until hundreds of years ago." After saying this, the man in white shirt lay on the grass and slowly took a nap, feeling the peaceful breeze of this paradise.

The priest on one side stood up. He looked at the sleeping man in white shirt and walked towards the lake. "It's a very long story, and it's also sad. I didn't expect that so many things happened after the end of the Fourth Era."

Stopping at the edge of the lake, he put his hand into it and felt the cold, clear water, which awakened his slightly groggy consciousness in the afternoon.

"However, Isenisa said that she still wanted to go outside and have a look, and I couldn't persuade her."

On the distant World Tree, in the palace in the sky, a girl wearing a flowing light green dress sat by the window. There was a delicate and beautiful light yellow rose in her hair. In the sunlight, it seemed to be plated with a touch of light. gold.

The furnishings in the room are very warm, with many structures made of wisteria, wood, and flowers, and the walls are also made of delicate and lustrous trees.

This is a room carved out of a tree, and it also has electrical appliances from the technological age. However, the two do not conflict with each other, but are harmoniously combined in style.

After living on this planet for thousands of years, people have long been accustomed to the existence of World Tree. Even though technology gradually recovered, they did not abandon this preference and style, but integrated it into the details of life.

Overlooking the grassland, lake, sea of ​​flowers, and forest below, this half-elf girl played the lyre in her arms and recounted her wishes and thoughts for the future.

The slightly slanted sunlight falls on the smooth toes, and the light pink nails and white petals contrast with each other, like a beautiful picture scroll.

A year later, the inhabitants of the planet who successfully reproduced the technology built their own spaceship. Among the first members to return to the galaxy, there was a half-elf girl who liked pale yellow roses. She was the representative of this generation. The flower-crowned girl who sings and prays at the World Tree is also the object of favor and care of the priests.

"Are you really going, Isenissa?" The old high priest stood in the open space in front of the spaceship and said goodbye to the girl, asking again.

"Yes, Grandpa Priest, I have decided." The blond girl held the lyre she had packed and spoke to the people in front of her.

"The Milky Way is not as beautiful as it used to be. You should also know what happened in the Fifth Era."

"If you encounter any accident, we can't save you. The distance between stars is measured in light years. Maybe you won't be able to wait until the day you come back in your lifetime." The old man once again talked about the uncertainty of interstellar navigation. Even if you have Using a hyperspace engine, long interstellar travel would take decades or even hundreds of years. It would be hundreds of years before a starship capable of traveling through distant space for several days was born.

"I understand, Grandpa Priest." Isenissa nodded again, her light golden eyes particularly clear and determined.

"In that case, well, I won't advise you anymore."

"I wish you a safe journey and everything you wish for, Isenisa."

Following the crowd, they walked towards the spaceship step by step, until they finally looked at the people on the ground through the thick metal glass windows. Although the distance was only a few hundred meters away, everyone knew that things would change after that.

The light blue flame ignited, and with this surging momentum, the spacecraft slowly rose into the sky, passing through the atmosphere amid constant alarms and tremors, until it finally entered the cold and distant starry sky again.

"No one thought that that rising flash of light would herald the third renaissance of mankind."

“To the ‘golden rose’ we will always miss and remember—Her Highness Isenisa.”

——Memory of "The Past of the Fifth Era"