The Original Seeker Chapter 494: The future of forks
Bai Mo has many ideas.
He once conceived of throwing some souls into a fictional world of horror, allowing them to constantly wander between life and death, so as to stimulate the strongest emotions and become the fuel to maintain his existence.
I have also conceived to let some souls enjoy bliss in a fictional world, and provide a lot of joyful emotions for him to harvest.
In order to fight against the unsolvable curse of Daohua, Bai Mo came up with a large number of plans, each of which awaits his subsequent realization.
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The mist gushing from the white moon blows across the land, floats into the sky, sinks into the ocean, like the most powerful anesthetic, making all creatures fall into the deepest level without resistance. Of sleep.
In fact, there are many people who are lucky enough to leave the earth and join the White Land. They are hiding in some remote corners of this planet in an attempt to escape the search.
The earth is so big and there are large tracts of no man's land. They don't think they will find a place to hide.
But unfortunately, the world has changed. None of these naive guys escaped the map-cannon-like white fog, one by one fell to the ground in a coma.
Their careful thoughts seem so ridiculous in front of the raids on the planetary level.
Two hours later, except for the small area in North America, the entire planet was heavily surrounded by white fog, and a thick white sky curtain completely covered the azure planet.
The fog and air are indistinguishable from each other, making the visibility drop to almost zero. But it doesn't really matter, because there are no waking creatures in the white mist.
"It's time to clear the field." A ubiquitous voice echoed on the space shuttle's launch site.
Thousands of "white ink" clones made up of various substances unanimously issued an ultimatum to a group of people still remaining on the earth.
Tens of thousands of uniform sounds, their sound waves swept across the entire launch site like a tsunami, causing pain in the eardrums of many people.
"Three!"
"Two!"
"One!"
"Fire and launch!"
"May I ask you a question before I leave?" The reporter who voluntarily stayed until the last minute asked Bai Mo over the radio in the spacecraft just before takeoff.
In order to produce a piece of news that could be recorded in the annals of history, this unknown reporter bravely called out his request, risking that he might stay on the earth forever.
"Why would you let us decide whether to stay?" Before Bai Mo could answer, the reporter who was so nervous that he dared not open his eyes had already thrown out the question he wanted to ask.
This issue has always been a concern of many people, but before completing the retreat plan, all curiosity was forcibly suppressed.
Because they are really unsure, and if they take the initiative to raise doubts, will they suddenly convulsions and reject his previous thoughts.
A person with uncertain thoughts and moodiness, if not necessary, it is better to minimize provocation.
"What else is needed besides the experimental group?" Bai Mo did not directly answer the question of the trembling reporter, but instead asked another question.
However, he did not leave time for the other party to think. The moment the space shuttle lifted off, the thick white fog surged toward this last piece of pure land, completely covering the entire surface of the earth.
After Bai Mo's words were finished, when looking from the space shuttle to the direction of the earth, there was nothing to be seen except for an endless piece of white.
The fog hole left over the northern hemisphere before disappeared in a very short time.
The ground is extremely calm, because all life activities have been smoothed by the white mist, from tiny ants to huge blue whales, they all fell into a deep sleep state with humans.
Even the true eternal resident microbes of this planet for countless years have stopped their eternal life activities, like bugs in amber, becoming a member of the sleeping army.
The earth, which was originally full of life, turned into a deadly icy planet at this moment as if it had been given the magic of time stillness.
The protective layer of nano insect nests shrouded in the sky of White Land has also turned into a colorless torrent at this time, ready to begin the transformation project of the entire world.
The system panel implanted in the individual's body, after the host fell asleep, was connected in series with the white mist and transformed into a cocoon that envelops them.
He wants to take this opportunity to transform the whole world into a transformed life named "Walker" and connect it to the subconscious network.
Billions of intelligent life on the earth, calculated with 100 million supporting one-phase world assimilation power, if all the transformation is completed, the entire network is enough to offset the assimilation power of dozens of phases, and it can win Bai Mo more for nearly a century time.
Bai Mo didn't have much confidence in the effect of this crossing, so he decided to arrange everything first and let the renovation plan run according to the procedures he set.
Even if it really ended in failure, his investment in the earth will not be enough.
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"Except for the experimental group, that is the control group?" After listening to the questions asked by Bai Mo during the last "interview", many people immediately guessed the answer.
"As a result, the reason we were able to escape was that his social experiment needed a blank control group..."
"Although it is psychologically uncomfortable, it is good news for the time being. At least, he will no longer interfere in the affairs of the human federation."
"It is a blank control group after all."
"I propose that the last space shuttle that left the earth be named the "blank"." A federal congressman laughed at himself.
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But anyway, after analyzing Bai Mo's illocutionary implications~IndoMTL.com~The senior executives of the Federation were still relieved that the shadow that hung over all mankind finally disappeared.
"What's the matter with the white fog on the earth?" The federal government on the moon again contacted the people in the space shuttle, trying to get some information from them.
"I don't know. After the white mist appeared, we were driven away." On the last flight, there were many powerful transcendents, but they were also confused.
"What about Donald, did they succeed?"
"God knows what happened to those lunatics."
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Since then, the first large-scale space migration in human history has ended dramatically.
A population of nearly four billion people has completed this seemingly fantastical plan of emigrating from the earth to the moon in a hurry and at no cost in five years.
And the three billion people on the planet have taken a completely different path from their former compatriots, and have moved towards a bifurcated future.