Supreme pardon

Hearing people feel that he wants to see something.

what do you know.

Life?Not the life of your own current trajectory.

Although he never realized that he would be bullied by the people in the gathering place all his life, that kind of life must be different from the light in An's eyes.

An Lao said that he has a terrible innate intuition.

"I hunted a toothed rabbit last night."

"Oh? Where's the rabbit meat?" The old man's voice didn't fluctuate, and even his eyelids drooped, without any expectation.

"It was robbed halfway by Feilong and the others, but..." Wen Renjue took out the wild fruit he had picked up from his bosom, and put his hand on the table in front of the old man.

Elder An shifted his gaze slightly, took the fruit from the table, and took a hard bite without wiping it off.

"The effect of the medicinal powder you gave me seems to be weaker, and the time for giant ants not to dare to approach is even shorter."

"Ah."

Although there was only one word, Wenren Jue knew that the old man agreed and would adjust the configuration of the medicine powder later.

After the words were finished, the room fell into silence again.

There was only the sound of An Lao's teeth chewing badly.

"Boy, haven't the itinerant vendors come yet?" Mr. An threw away the eaten fruit cores, looked at the pile of books on one side, and asked a little impatiently.

"No, something may have happened on the way."

"Hey..." Mr. An shook his head after sighing. In this world with backward transportation, apart from large-scale human living areas, only these itinerant vendors connect various settlements and small tribes. Most of them rush from one place to another to Barter.

Earth coins only work well in large living areas, and for people in these small villages, bartering is practical.

Unlike others who exchanged for daily necessities, Mr. An often asked Wen Renjue to exchange some animal skins or herbs for some books.

Although the main civilization has left this planet for more than 1000 years, life has never lacked miracles. In the midst of violence and chaos, despair and suffocation, some sparks of civilization will inevitably emerge from the surviving human beings.

Although these seemingly regrowth civilizations are still so barbaric and inferior in his eyes.

A book found out from the alien garbage half a year ago, the Wenren Jue, which he had inadvertently exchanged, was delivered to him. Mr. An will never forget the tremor in his heart when he took that book.

As this kid said, even if he is good at medicine, the most primitive tools and extraction conditions, the medicine he can use and obtain is really inferior, and it is not enough to support himself for another five years.

Are you dying?

Own……

His withered fingers gently stroked the other fruit left on the table. When he thought about it, he didn't see much resentment in his eyes.

"Boy Wen, who are you?"

Wen Renjue paused, he always talked with the old man but never got along, but the other party never brought up such an inexplicable topic.

"Wen Ren Jue." After thinking for a while, he read it lightly.

"That's your name, but who are you and where do you live? Why do you exist? What world are you in?"

Wen Renjue would often fall asleep when talking with Mr. An, because occasionally the two of them would suddenly have nothing to say for several hours.

But today's abnormality quickly cheered him up, and he felt that Mr. An had finally loosened something.

He was excited for no reason, but he still thought about the other party's question seriously.

"I live in the forest in the [-]th district. I want to survive..." It seemed to be an answer that racked my brains. Wen Renjue hesitated a little, and continued: "My world is the earth, and I am a person on the earth."

"Son, why don't you say you are human?"

"What's the difference?"

"Cough cough..." After coughing a few times, Mr. An took the water glass, took a sip of water to moisten his throat, and then asked a provocative question: "Boy Wen, what is your future wish?"

"Leave the gathering place." Wenren replied decisively, but looking at the old man's eyes, it seemed that he was asking more than this.

"To the eighteenth district..." After thinking for a while, Wen Ren Jue said firmly: "Become the king!"

"And then?" I thought the old man would laugh at his whimsy, but never thought...

Wen Renjue really frowned and looked at the old man.

I saw the undisguised pity in the dead gray pupils again.

Wen Renjue was vaguely angry.

The emotions that came from his feelings made him feel a little overwhelmed.

"And then what?"

The old man was not surprised when he didn't wait for the answer from Wen Ren Jue, and then he assumed for the young man: "To conquer other regions and start wars? To snatch benefits and act recklessly? Live the life that everyone in this gathering place envies, and then Die before 50?"

"Son, what do you think of a butterfly that can only live for five days?"

The rare trace of anger quickly disappeared, and for the first time in Wen Renjue's life, there was a fear of what was about to be predicted.

There is no reason but from the heart.

"Before 3011 A.D., the earth was once regarded as an advanced civilization. One of the abnormal events caused by the [starfall event] was that the earth's magnetic pole flipped, which made some low-orbit satellites and space stations of human beings completely exposed to the solar electromagnetic storm and destroyed. .”

"The high technology believed by human beings has been devastated, and many animals and plants are rapidly becoming extinct because they cannot adapt."

"For human beings, the biggest disaster is radiation. Usually, these cosmic rays are swallowed up by the earth's magnetic field in space. However, the short-term disappearance of the magnetic field and the later mutation during the flipping process of the earth's poles, the air began to gradually reduce."

"Then there are global earthquakes, volcanic eruptions and tsunamis, temperatures so hot that they cannot survive, and temperatures so cold that they condense on the sea surface... Human beings are like opening the devil's box, and the earth finally enters a period of destruction."

"The civilization boasted by human beings is easily obliterated by this planet."

It seems that it is rare to say so many words in one breath, Mr. An paused for a while, and then said softly: "I have told you all this."

Different from other earthlings, Wen Renjue spent the five years following An Lao, besides solving food and clothing, he followed him to read books.

Not everything that happened more than 1000 years ago has disappeared. There are always records and dictations from garbage people, although these narrations have rarely attracted the attention of people on Earth.

"Finally, after a hundred years of turmoil on the surface, this place of origin of human beings finally regained some peace. It didn't abandon the remaining life, right?" Speaking of this, An Lao's tone was full of sarcasm.

"After the starfall event, only a small number of human beings left the earth and fled to the stars."

"Most of the remaining human outcasts died crying. After a hundred years of turmoil, less than [-] million people survived on a planet with a population of tens of billions. Then, our great pioneers who went to the stars came back."

"Compared to the difficult and ignorant situation of the alien galaxy, it is obvious that our lovely earth has won their favor again, isn't it?"

Mr. An laughed, laughing on his own. Up to now, he seemed not to care about the reaction of the only audience, Wen Renjue, but more like a self-contained speech, with cadences and occasional passions.

"But how do they know that the strange radiation caused by the 'starfall event' and various unknown substances floating in the air, the earth is no longer the habitable planet of human origin, relying on their self-righteous high technology, they try to once again conquered here, but they failed."

"So, a touching event in the history of interstellar civilization, the 'Second Migration', took place, and they picked up half of the surviving humans at that time."

"Of course, this is the record of the earth. In the history books of the interstellar world, there is only the arduous process of re-migrating without giving up the same kind."

"Who cares about the remaining humans, who are abandoned again? Oh, they are just a small part of the feat."

An Lao thought that he would keep talking to himself until the end, but an inexplicable trembling voice stopped him from speaking again.

"Interstellar civilization?"

Just four words, because of the tremor of the voice, is enough to prove the stirred emotions of the owner of the voice.

The candles in the room burned out immediately, but Mr. An didn't intend to light another one, and let the last sliver of candle flicker with the last light.

His voice lost the vague resentment just now, and was mixed with a tinge of gloom, "I know garbage people... Oh, hehe, I hate this name, but I'm a little used to it now."

Wenren Jue didn't make a sound.

"Although the garbage people come from the interstellar civilization, most of them are reluctant to mention the interstellar civilization. Do you know why? Because it makes us feel abandoned, yes! Like useless and toxic garbage being disposed of, like You usually throw useless bones into the mountain stream..."

Mr. An's thoughts seemed to be a little messed up, he was quiet for a while before he spoke again: "It's really sad that you don't feel this way! Maybe it's been a thousand years, I don't know how to say it...but when I came here, I Only then did I realize that you guys don’t have this kind of emotion... This is more sad than anything else.”

"The human beings in the interstellar civilization, I mean my former compatriots, cleverly indulged the kingship and fighting on this planet. This is really the best anesthetic. The beneficiaries are satisfied with a short life, and then they try to cover the eyes and ears of this world, and in a sad way, they have reached a consensus with the higher civilization..."

"Damn the exiled lands, this den of inescapable den, nothing worth noting! We were thrown here, and those bastards thought we were finished, and we were."

"If it weren't for the stupid human rights alliance to take the right to speak again, they might be more willing to give us a light bullet and finish us! But now it's just dumping some more garbage, and it doesn't matter to them. This will make those hypocritical interstellar Humans brag about kindness...the sons of bitches!"

Five years of depression poured out once, and Mr. An lost control of his emotions.

Wen Renjue carefully looked at his eyebrows and eyes, this old man had never been willing to mention things outside the earth before.

The candles were completely burned out, and there was no light in the closed room except for sporadic sunlight.

The panting of the person opposite increased, and Wenren Jue could only guess that the other person was adjusting his emotions.

"Some people are living, while others are only worthy of being said to be living."

"Children, as human beings, you shouldn't continue like this. You have nothing to do with it. I don't understand why you have to do this. But before I came to this damn place, I didn't care about it. I even heard about it for a year. Less than one message about Earth."

Mr. An lowered his head, and his voice became low: "Maybe there are, but who will pay attention? Because there will always be heinous people, and then someone will curse hysterically: That damn bastard! He should be thrown to the earth." go!"

"But you who are already on Earth, what's wrong with you?"

"Look...how I look like a kind person now, I'm actually thinking about these questions."

An Lao's tone was full of serious self-mockery.

Wen Renjue answered the words in a rare way, with a flat tone: "I've never heard of this, Mr. An, what you said seems to be something from another world."

"Yeah..." Some sighing words contained latent nostalgia, "Among the new humans, children of your age are still in school, have a warm family, bright and clean classrooms, the best tutors, and capable people who go to school." Climbing up, if you don’t have the ability, you can be rich and comfortable, have your own hobbies, and choose your own future.”

"Compared to your short lifespan, interstellar humans have already reached 150 to [-] years old."

"150?" Wen Renjue's eyes finally sank slightly.

So far, the longest lifespan among people on Earth is no more than fifty, and they are all human beings... but they are not like a species.

He was finally able to understand the condescending gaze of An Lao that day.

Mr. An just asked him what he thinks of a butterfly that can only live for five days. The answer is that no matter how powerful the butterfly is, it is difficult to attract attention, because the life span determines the fundamental problem.

The immortals written by humans in the old century who can live for thousands of years naturally regard mortals as ants. This is the biggest difference between living beings.

For example, between interstellar humans and earth humans, this difference has always existed, but it has been ignored intentionally or unintentionally.

The old humans on the earth have been isolated for too long, and the system bred after self-analgesia actually agrees with this difference.

Although Wen Renjue didn't like the term "old man", just like Mr. An didn't like the term "garbage man", the facts were true and there was nothing to dispute.

"Son, I don't know if it's cruel to tell you this, but anyway, I still hope that the world in your eyes can be bigger... even bigger."

"You are a human! You are a proud human! You are no different from the new human beings in the interstellar world, even if you cannot reach that far, even if you will never be able to touch the outside world, even if you have been like this for the rest of your life, but in your Before I die, I want you to know..."

"How vast is the human world..."

Some words go with the wind without a trace, but some words can be deeply rooted in people's hearts.

I'm afraid that the old man himself doesn't understand what kind of brand-new feeling these words brought to the young man in front of him today. Even Wen Renjue, the only listener, doesn't care much about the weight of these words.

After all, "outside the sky" is too far away. These words may sound shocking, but they are actually not as good as a dinner.

Looking at the sky outside the window, Wen Renjue began to think about the whereabouts of dinner.

On this planet shrouded in various mutated rays, most of the fruits and vegetables eaten by early humans can no longer be eaten, but the various succulent plants that early humans raised and watched have now become vegetarian main meals... The bear boy on the hillside behind the forest should be can eat.

Wen Renjue wanted to go pick it earlier, and Wen Renjue planned to look up at An Lao in the hazy light and shadow. The old man's condition is getting worse and worse. A month ago, his body was not so dead. Originally, the toothed rabbit meat... …

The gloomy light that never existed when he was beaten flashed from his eyes.

It's not that what An Lao said today is not important, Wen Renjue knows that what An Lao said today is very important to him.

This made him feel a rare tremor in his heart when he sensed that the other party was about to speak.

It's just that I'm still too small.

He has climbed mountains and knows that the height a person stands determines the world he can see.

The world An Lao told him is too vast, compared with his own wish, his own wish is naturally so small that it makes people laugh.

But Wen Renjue never realizes that he is ridiculous. He is a practical person, and the future is too far away to be illusory and unreal.

The world imagined in the brain is false after all, and what others hear is hard to touch after all. Instead of imagining the vastness of this world, it is better to walk step by step down-to-earth, even if the two feet can touch it. One-tenth of what others have depicted.

But that was his world, a real, measurable world.

Maybe it's time to leave, he thought...

What he wants will not be automatically owned. He should go out, measure the world with his own feet, touch the world with his own hands, and observe the world with his own eyes.

then……

Only the question that was raised in my mind can have an answer.