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"In the beginning, my husband and I were just two ordinary people," the Prophet took a few minutes to regain his composure, and began her narration. Some of the legacy saved by my ancestors, I worked as a junior maintenance worker at the Klot launch base, and I was able to get in touch with some launch work with a lower level of secrecy. It’s this kind of ordinary place to work, ordinary income, and ordinary Beta’s life.”

Lu Ting looked behind him, the flashlights were all turned off, only the midnight moon fell on the ground, and the dense dark green figures hid in the night, but it seemed even more boundless.

They could only see the artificial humans in the first few rows. They were covering their ears blankly, as if they were listening to a very frightening strange talk. Without the communication equipment provided by Deng Mochi, the words of the prophet probably didn't need to go through the eardrums, and were directly sent to their brains. .

"We once had a child, born in 2068, a girl named Jo," the Prophet continued slowly, "At that time, the artificial humans were only the second generation, with a life cycle similar to that of natural humans. The lower-level humans live together. In Mingyue City, you can always see all kinds of people. My husband has a clerk who is a man-made boy. Of course, their life is no better than now. They were born as workers, experimental materials, Vent kits, you can buy them for a few bucks and get a slave on call 24 hours a day. But my husband has always had a good relationship with artificial people, and in his spare time he likes to study evolution, and also the universe... He said artificial people were a superior species."

"It's the back road that human beings have paved for themselves in order to continue to survive," she continued. "Even if the environment is extreme to the point of extinction of human beings, artificial humans can still survive."

There was some commotion behind Lu Ting, he turned to look, and the commotion stopped immediately.

"But I didn't think so at the time. I'm afraid those man-made people didn't have any feelings in their hearts. Their heads were broken, and they thought about how to stop the bleeding and not let themselves die, not that I was in pain and I was beaten. See When their companions are beaten, they will not show any performance. The external expression is that the expressions programmed in their genes are always stiff. Therefore, no matter how human beings use and bully them, they will only obey, and they will not even be able to express themselves in their hearts. Rebellious emotions," the Prophet sneered, "this is the safety lock set by the developers for them. Because they cannot empathize, they cannot be called human beings like us."

After all, she was silent for a while, and the little green people behind Lu Ting also lowered their heads in shame.

"But later, I found out that I seemed to be wrong," the Prophet said slowly, as if she wanted to keep silent but was pried away by life, "I had just left work and was helping cook in my husband's shop .Jo is not yet two years old and likes to play on the street. It rained heavily that day, so she squatted under the awning outside our shop. A red flying car, very luxurious, with a license plate of the Central District, in Turned the corner and hit our corner storefront, the awning collapsed, and I ran out, and Jo was still there. She was held in the arms of the android clerk, alive, but the lad bled a lot and was dead. "

"The red speeding car ran away and didn't stop. I could hear it playing loud music as it passed by in the store."

"Later, my view of the artificial man changed. I thought, the boy saw the child and had a protective instinct, or because he watched Jo grow up, he developed feelings for Jo. In short, it is some kind of human nature. Let’s show it, it’s different from the machines and the livestock that people used to love. They are at least dogs that know how to protect the family, and they are better than those plutocrats and officials at the top in terms of empathy. So my husband asked A lot of artificial people came to eat at home, and I didn't feel so disgusted anymore. The nagging research he did at his own expense made the family unable to open the pot... I also stopped arguing with him every day," said the Prophet suddenly paused, "But Jo died anyway, when she was two and a half years old. We hadn't given her a school, official name. She was killed by my husband."

"My husband always believes that there are civilizations tens of billions of years more advanced than ours outside the earth. Since the singularity of the Big Bang, civilizations have originated in this universe, and have gradually evolved with the expansion of the universe to maintain the balance of everything. The evolution of that kind of civilization is not a low-level evolution from a single cell to a living body, from the ocean to land, which is far beyond the scope of human understanding. However, they can also downgrade or even reduce the dimension, just like humans draw themselves on paper and place them on On the screen, they can appear in our world in a form that we can perceive, and have an impact on human development, which can also be called correction."

"So the role of the correction is called the corrector. Whether it is a person or a group, it is neither... The corrector cannot be defined by an individual or a group. In the legends since ancient times, God, Brahma, Fuxi...all the creation gods The concept described is such an existence,” said the prophet Youyou. “In my husband’s eyes, the birth and demise of the Mayan civilization is one of the evidences for his theory. He often went to the field for investigation and took me there twice. "With the help of the correctors, the Mayans achieved their former glory, but because they went too fast and did not develop according to the direction and progress required by the correctors, they were wiped out overnight." He always likes In this way, 'When Luciferappearedinthedawn, Idreamedavividdream.' This is a poem he often recites. He said that he had several dreams, and he firmly believed that those were the reminders given to him by the corrector. The world was about to perish. The earth is back on track."

"The reminder is that he needs a sacrifice, send the sacrifice into space, and tell the corrector his comprehension, otherwise they will take care of the entire universe and have no time to notice him. The one-sided dream that can no longer continue makes him Desperate, so he killed Jo, the purest human being, our daughter, the container of his DNA," the Prophet's voice was filled with grief, and therefore eerie, very unlike himself, "and he made her Become...inhuman, smeared with his own blood, put in a sarcophagus brought back from the Mayan ruins, let me send her into space."

"I did. Jo was dead, and I couldn't lose my husband, even though he was crazy...haha, I was so young! I tried my best, and used all the connections I had, to make my daughter Carrying a civilian probe that will not return, and leaving the atmosphere forever, I think, after doing this, the husband should give up."

"But he didn't! He was still waiting day and night, all the time, for feedback from the corrector! The rest of the time, he stayed with his android friends. When I was about to kill him , he disappeared for a while, what a coincidence, by the time he came back, I was already tired and dilute the idea of ​​killing him, and then he told me that he had seen God! The corrector regarded him as One of the candidates for the savior, but it is only a candidate. His competitor is a young businessman, who is as fascinated by evolution and the universe as he is, and also has the same insight into the existence of correctors..." The prophet suddenly laughed, "Lu Ting, are you listening too? That's your father! Our Mr. President!"

Lu Ting's sweater was already soaked in cold sweat, and the overcoat was put on outside, and the wind made him feel cold all over his body.He clenched the same icy fist, reaching Deng Mochi's ribs, and shouted to the hole: "I guessed it a long time ago!"

"Haha, haha, that's good!" The sound of chaotic water came from the headset again, and it was the prophet swimming frantically in the nutrient solution again, "Your father is a believer of the corrector, and the man you are thinking of is the corrector." The freaks who stay in this world can be regarded as half correctors! Do you know what is the result of being connected with this kind of 'person'? You keep his imprint forever from bones to soul, no matter where he is in the universe, You can always find your existence in an instant, you are his absolute possession, the female beast and tools in his hands non-stop for a second, you must obey him, be infatuated with him, worship him, and you will not stop until you die. In this way, you are also very suitable to be a sacrifice! That's it, the freak can force me to say everything I don't want to say, I can't escape him, I can't escape him! But he can't control it. There are things you want to hear, and things you don't want to hear!"

Lu Ting heard another commotion in the crowd behind him. Thousands of people, under the moon in this wilderness, were like thousands of grass rustling by a strong wind. The head fell to his knees.

"You'd better not get excited," said Deng Mochi's voice in the headset, "They are kneeling for you."

The Prophet laughed and asked, "Otherwise, what will happen to you? Let them kowtow again? Just die again?"

"I'll let them come in and break your glass," Dun Mochi said flatly, "help you die."

The sound of the water gradually became quieter, perhaps the Prophet finally understood this truth, Deng Mochi's two goals have been achieved - to dig out the truth from her mind, to make her life worse than death for the creatures she created, so now, her Life is not that valuable.

The little green people also stood up again one after another. Lu Ting looked at them, as if everyone seemed a little confused.

"My nutrient solution is running out," the prophet's tone returned to his original composure, "I've lost a quarter of it. You still want me to die."

Deng Mochi didn't reply.

"I just talked about...my husband's competitor," the prophet said again, probably out of compulsion, and she even spoke in a hurry, as if she wanted to finish everything before the nutrient solution drained, "with outstanding ability and strong ambition, but in the end he failed, and the corrector chose my husband. We came to a clearing in an uninhabited area, as if there were a map to guide us. Then, my husband and I brought him The dozens of cyborg friends I watched helplessly saw a spaceship appear out of thin air on the ground, like gathering sand to form a tower, transported from another space... It was gradually piled up by countless particles, becoming huge and complete, not an illusion, we They all sat on it and literally took to the sky. It cast a black shadow on the snow and my husband looked at it and named the ship, LastShadow."

"He said it would be the last shadow a man sees before he dies."

"That's it. It appeared out of thin air with the spaceship, and my husband's ability. He can read people's hearts and control them. He sees the arrogance of human beings, and the obsession he said. He also sees The thoughts and circumstances of the artificial man are more certain, and the latter is the most beautiful creature that should survive," the prophet's voice got closer, and it was less suffocating, as if she was no longer floating high above the top of the liquid tank , slowly sank to the bottom of the pool, "The reason why the corrector chose him is also because he agrees with the corrector's 'correction method' on the earth, let most of the living things die, and teach the earth a lesson, so as to achieve the balance of resources This was rejected by the young boss of the multinational company. The most efficient way to create death is war, which was soon mobilized. Thoughts, as long as you can control your consciousness, what will be easy? In the end, the human territory will fall a little bit, and the capital is the last city that needs to be breached. It has been pushed to the coastline, but my husband suffered a failure in the end."

"LastShadow certainly wasn't sunk by an atomic bomb, nothing in this world could do it any harm, it was my husband who sank himself to the bottom of the ocean to keep it a secret, because at the last moment his army, out of nowhere, began to crumble .The fighters were not hit but died in mass, all suicides, and the fighters started attacking each other! His last call to me was that he was wrong, he broke his promise, so the corrector took action."

"He has selfish intentions. He wants those dead creatures to be human beings." After a pause, the prophet said again, "After the extinction of human beings, artificial humans will rule the world. Such a move may destroy the requirements of the corrector. The balance! So, haha, he was given alms, and he was snatched back!"

A strong wind rushed out of the hole and hit Lu Ting's face, as if two powerful forces were tearing apart inside the hole, making the man-made people behind him sometimes crazy and sometimes calm.But this confrontation didn't last long, and it was obvious that Deng Mochi had the upper hand, so the prophet had to continue her narration.

"I was seriously injured in that nuclear explosion, but I didn't die. My husband's ability was transferred to me. This is also the will of the corrector! I can only see through and control artificial people. At the same time, I am no longer me , my husband's consciousness and part of the memory are also owned by me. This land, and the green stone guarding this land, are the back roads left by the previous correctors to the earth. They should have been activated after the victory of the war. Found it while fleeing. But it is dead and needs to be activated! But the corrector did not give the next step. How to get in touch with them again... I only thought of the sacrifice."

"So, your mother, you understand, but listen to me again! My great new god!" The prophet began to sneer again, "You are what the sacrifice gave birth to. She is controlled by me, She willingly went into space, and with her were artificial humans of various genders, ages, and races, some alive and some dead. After all, I don’t know what the corrector wanted, but they were all sent back intact , like a return! Only she, this young and beautiful whore, has changed a little. She is pregnant. Where and how it happened, she can't tell, but it's true in her, With the blood of the corrector."

Dun Mochi was unmoved, but Lu Ting heard his heavy breathing.Very restrained, only a few sounds can be classified as calm.

"But her blood is useless, only your blood is valuable," the Prophet said again, "You were just a few days old, we took a big cup, it really activated the green stone, it burned, gave You are absolutely blessed by us! You didn’t die from ischemia, or have any unhealthy conditions. You are really a useful baby. But you have grown up slowly, and you are still smiling like a baby every day, and you are raised by your parents It’s so simple, it’s useless on a ten-year-old guy, right? So I killed your pregnant mother to see if giving you some stimulation would make a difference.”

Deng Mochi still didn't say a word.

"Sure enough, you didn't disappoint me and burned your own house to ashes. But why didn't it work later? Your good-for-nothing father beats you every day. Why did you become a normal person again, and you were beaten and cried by him? I was blind for a while, and my eyes turned green. Why didn’t anything else happen? It’s still so useless? But I can’t find anything that can stimulate you like your mother. You are also very indifferent to your two younger siblings. Just like the new functional artificial man made by that lofty businessman, they are all machines," the prophet said proudly, "so I will wait until my group here grows, and I will produce and discard them as I use them. After you grow up, you will gradually have some habitual feelings for those two little things. Sure enough, seeing your sister die tragically, although you are already 23 years old, you are really crazy again!"

"But you appeared again! Lu Ting, you and your father, why do you always fight against me?" The prophet asked sadly, "The blood, the safety plug, the last life left by the corrector in this world... ...How could you have any real affection for an Omega with mediocre qualifications and a simple mind? I implanted my husband's memory, but I still think you exist, and I failed to kill the president when I went back. I met you again, and because of you, I never Helping me turned into cooperating with me and then controlling me? I am clearly sincere and want to fulfill the corrector's will, but why didn't the corrector arrange your death?"

"I'm sorry," Lu Ting suppressed his desire to rush into the cave, "I'm alive."

"Haha, then you are really lucky. You didn't die after falling into the acid lake. You also reminded the freak of everything and connected everything... Well, this is the last upgrade! Those three balls, you should see Live? All the green stones on the earth are connected to him, just like his flesh and blood, all consciousness is also his neurons! He closes his eyes and feels everything, all the despair, all the pain, That's the price!"

"But no matter what, it's too late. The corrector must feel that there is his child on this planet, so confused, so painful! Deep in the quagmire of mortals. He will come back, complete what he has to do, let The earth should be restored to cleanliness. It is best to die and turn it into ashes, and then start from a single cell—this has been my long-cherished wish for so many years! My husband and I are different. Humans and artificial humans are all equally dirty, only freedom No! It won’t be long before the disaster will come to all of you, and my wish will be fulfilled, so what if I die? So what! Because I have never seen a miracle, you will treat me as a lunatic, Lu Bingyi is The most ridiculous thing is that he is still dying. He said back then that he would find a better way to save the world. What do you think he found? It also made people die! There is no difference at all, just wait..."

The nutrient solution seemed to be draining dry, and in the end, her voice also dried up.

"Then you are the dirtiest one," Deng Mochi said, "It's the choice to deprive others. What's the difference between you and the Lu Bingyi you laughed at?"

The Prophet started screaming again, dying, not having the strength to hit the wall of the vat again.But there was still a sound of broken glass, Lu Ting's whole body was terrified, he couldn't care about anything else, and rushed into the cave, only to hear Dun Mochi yelling in his ear: "Go back!"

"I broke the glass." He added, as if to reassure Lu Ting.

Lu Ting retreated despondently, wishing he could plug the headset deeper, he didn't want to miss any sound, but the cave quickly fell silent again, the prophet stopped screaming, all Lu Ting could hear was some sticky friction sound, and Deng Mochi's breathing.

He told himself, you have to be good, you have to trust him, he vaguely felt that something had happened, he glanced casually out of the corner of his eye, then turned his head, staring at the white corner of the sky, he could no longer look away.

Lu Ting saw that Venus had risen.Time flies so fast, it seems to be compressed, and the countless details that have just been heard are compressed, including the sinful mud, the cruel blood river, the suffering that Deng Mochi has never mentioned... everything that is worthy of mourning by all human beings. It was also like a magnetic pole pressing on Lu Ting, trying to crush him.And that bright star was the other end of the magnetic pole. Looking at it, a huge hole in the universe seemed to appear in front of him.

He also thought of the corrector, the word that the prophets used repeatedly, that is, God?Are they always ruthless and always infallible?As for the ancient legends, the forbidden religion, the broken majesty of the Maya... Those who disappeared in the corner of history, will they never be found again? Standing on the long axis of time, looking back from the current node, After all, what humans can understand is not too little.And those dreams of magic, gods and madness, do they no longer belong to this end time, and do not belong to the mind that has been naturalized for too long?

But in any case, God should not be connected with death. Isn’t what God wants to do, creation and love?Lu Ting could feel that the pain had spread to everyone in a rippling shape. The numb functional artificial people behind him were not carrots and grass after all. Hearing that he was being used, abandoned, and hearing the prophecy of disaster, they all cried up.

Standing amidst the sound of crying, Lu Ting thought, living things would not wish to be insignificant.

The wind disturbed the sobs, and the wind swirled around them again, pouring out the sobs that were distorted like ghosts crying, entangled in chaos, Lu Ting turned up the volume of the earphones to the maximum, and kept pressing the tuning key as if to comfort himself, vaguely distinguishing the There was a muffled sound, as if Dun Mochi was chopping something, and it soon turned into footsteps, it was Dun Mochi walking out.

But Deng Mochi didn't speak.

The sun flourished, maintaining its nascent crimson, penetrating through the film and covering Venus, illuminating the vast vault.Almost at the same time, there was also a chaotic light in the cave, which looked like fire, illuminating the originally dark background, Deng Mochi's shadow was in the thick smoke, approaching Lu Ting.

When he stood at the entrance of the cave, the fire had burned through the stone, and the entire foot of the mountain cracked, and the waves of fire rushed out, erected a high wall, and illuminated the rocky beach where everyone was standing.And this seems to be different from the previous fire, this time it is under control, Deng Mochi is holding a long knife in his left hand, and a deformed head with a spine attached to his right hand, his eyes flicker Lu Ting's face looked at the group of mourners.His knife shines like the sun like his eyes, and the footprints he stepped on are stained with soil and nutrient solution, and they are all dirty. People reflect his own fire, but they are noble and beautiful, like a god, holding a silver blade, To flog the scarlet that dances in the eyes of all living beings.

But he stood the knife on the ground and stuck it in the gap between two stones. The knife was actually made of crushed stones, and it broke into tiny pieces as soon as it stood down. Deng Mochi seemed to have mastered some creations out of thin air. Her ability is not complete, so she can only use local materials in the cave to make a rough stone blade, cut off her head, and the spine full of pipes.

The handle of the stone knife was also rough, and the palm of his left hand was already dripping with blood, dripping with blood, but he didn't look at it, just threw the head at his feet, and let it roll in front of those artificial humans who had no master.

"Let's go," he said.

"We are leaving, what are we going to do, where are we going?" Layers upon layers of voices were crying and asking, "Where can we go?"

"Anywhere except here." Deng Mochi's voice was not loud, but it seemed to be able to spread throughout the wilderness, filling every corner of the film like an echo, "Don't escape freedom."

After finishing speaking, the sky changed again, the red sun was no longer there, and the entire zenith flowed like an explosion of green waves, which was much more turbulent than the "Aurora" shown to Lu Ting not long ago, just like a rushing The desperation and anger surged... Deng Mochi seemed to have made up his mind.Just like when Deng Mochi held him to touch the green, Lu Ting grabbed Deng Mochi's hand. He chose the latter between the sore wound and the prophet's liquid, and looked towards the place where the green light was most intense. It is the direction where the Green Stone Valley is located.

The film is about to disappear, torn from the source, this piece of "Taoyuan" is collapsing, and its owner's eyes are silent, and he has no desires and desires, only to destroy it.