I Have Refined Qi For 3000 Years! - Chapter 491
[22. The Dust of History]
Before that, Bai Qiuran always thought that the prison system of the puppets was used to detain the beasts that were used for research.
But now, in the deepest part of this prison, there is an existence that absolutely belongs to the intelligent beings in the material world.
Bai Qiuran looked into the prison. The prison was empty, with four metal walls and a small bed on the wall. Not far from the bed were the toilets for intelligent beings to use the toilet and the washstand for simple cleaning. On the other side of the bed, in the dark corner, there was a thin figure curled up.
The darkness obscured his appearance, but the Guardian Sequence Machine Puppet currently controlled by Bai Qiuran has powerful night vision ability. In the darkness, Bai Qiuran can clearly see his appearance.
With blue skin, double horns on the top of his head, and a sickly tail on his butt, this is indeed a blue-skinned man.
Perhaps Bai Qiuran stayed at the prison window for too long. The light from the eyes of this machine puppet attracted the attention of the blue-skinned man who had been in the dark all year round. He slowly made a sound.
“Hey you……”
His voice was hoarse and intermittent. It sounded like he had suffered a lot, more like he had not had the opportunity to speak for many years. He had almost forgotten his native language and needed to recall it slowly.
“Are you… new here? You… shouldn’t… be my compatriot?”
“Compatriots?”
Bai Qiuran stood at the gate of the prison, thought for a while, and replied:
“Before the Ascension Ritual, I was indeed your compatriot.”
“Tell me, my countrymen, is our world the same as before?”
The blue man seems to be very old, and his voice has a sense of decay.
“Before? I don’t know what it was like before.”
Bai Qiuran considered his words, trying not to let the blue-skinned old man find any flaws.
“I only know that now, we live in a tall, majestic, safe and comfortable mechanical city. We use rail transportation to completely isolate the dangerous beasts in the wilderness. We live a prosperous life, and the dazzling array of goods in the store can be used casually, and we don’t have to worry about it. The problem for the future. We don’t have to work, we don’t have to study, work is just a play for us, we don’t have to be very tired and difficult to live a good life.”
“…”
The blue-skinned old man was silent for a long time and asked:
“So, how many people still work in our field research institute?”
“Research institute?”
Bai Qiuran pretended to be surprised.
“Isn’t that the divine right of the Machine God?”
“…Theocracy? Theocracy? Hehe.”
Hearing the words, the blue-skinned old man suddenly leaned his back against the wall, slid slowly, and sat down.
“The sky kills my clan, it’s really the sky that wants to kill my clan!”
Heaven does not carry this black pot.
Bai Qiuran silently complained in his heart, and then asked:
“Why did my clan die? My clan now clearly lives in a paradise.”
“Where is the paradise? Is the paradise given by others also a paradise?”
The blue-skinned old man shouted excitedly:
“Ignorance child! It’s not a paradise that you can achieve by your own efforts, and it can’t be regarded as a paradise at all!”
He yelled insults at Bai Qiuran and Tang Ruowei, and then sat down weakly, shaking his head and talking to himself.
“Forget it, what do I tell you, your current thinking must have been bound by the machine spirit.”
“We are indeed loyal to the Machine Gods.”
Bai Qiuran paused and continued:
“But old man, I’m also very interested in what you said… why do you say such a thing? I don’t understand it very well.”
“Are you interested in what I’m talking about?”
Perhaps it was because he had been alone for a long time, and when he heard Bai Qiuran’s words, the blue-skinned old man shrank his toes, a little surprised.
When the mechanical sound came, Bai Qiuran’s puppet head shook up and down and nodded.
The blue-skinned old man was silent for a few seconds, then sighed:
“Forget it, the situation can’t be worse than it is now. Let me tell you something. If you want to report these [rebellious] words to the machine god, just report it.”
He changed his posture, faced the door of the cell, and said to Bai Qiuran who was standing outside the cell:
“If you don’t choose the Ritual of Ascension, the average lifespan of our race is about three hundred to five hundred years old. I think, you probably don’t know what our race looked like before. What does our world, our civilization, our race look like?”
Bai Qiuran shook his head.
“At that time, our world and our races were not unified. We were divided into countless countries on the earth and our home planet, and we fought against each other, all wanting to annex each other and unite the entire race. .”
The blue-skinned old man looked up at the dark cell.
“At that time, our material life was not as good as it is now. Indeed, at that time, wars, poverty, and famine took away the lives of many compatriots, and our rulers were not all wise. Even under the rule of rulers who were originally malicious, they gradually went to ruin.”
“But the only thing that is different from now is that at that time, our thinking was [alive], we knew how our tools were made, how our history developed, and we built our own system. , to rule ourselves, we know our own shortcomings, and we are also working hard to seek our own development. Although we have various shortcomings, our race is constantly improving. ”
The blue-skinned old man paused and added:
“Of course, what I’m talking about is about six or seven thousand years ago, and I haven’t experienced it myself.”
“So how did you find out about this stuff?”
Bai Qiuran asked.
“Because I learned about our history in some way.”
The blue-skinned old man raised his eyes and glanced at Bai Qiuran.
“In the entire race now, no one will care, and no one can know the history of our race.”
“Then have you tested this pathway?”
Bai Qiuran continued to ask.
“Of course, when I was still free, I went in and out of the wild many times. According to historical investigations, I found many relics that are sufficient to prove that history.”
The blue-skinned old man was a little impatient.
“Do you really think I’m stupid?”
“no.”
Bai Qiuran said:
“Please continue.”
“Then, then, the Mechanic came, bringing its war group, the dazzling mechanical gods, to our world, using power and strength to integrate our world in a very short period of time.”
A strange brilliance appeared in the eyes of the blue-skinned old man.
“In the beginning, our life has indeed changed for the better. The Machine God is willing to share its technology with us. Some of us voluntarily gave up our bodies and rose to become a member of the Machine God, fighting for the glory of the Machine God. But then the Mechanicus started to control us more tightly. It abolished everything about our race, schools, the military, research institutes, imprisoned all the scholars who had the knowledge among us, and kept us in captivity, like like livestock.”
“But anyway, it didn’t treat us like livestock.”
Bai Qiuran had already roughly understood the meaning of the blue-skinned old man, but in order to make clichés and play a confused blue-skinned man, he continued to act.
“Our people are still alive and well, aren’t they?”
“You don’t understand. Didn’t you hear me say that only the paradise that you have achieved through your own struggles is the real paradise?”
The blue-skinned old man chuckled lightly.
“Since you are on the night watch tonight, I believe you should have seen all those beasts imprisoned in front of my cell. Do you know? Those beasts, thousands of years ago, they were all genuine civilized races.”
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