The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 236: Son of Genesis (Part 1)

Down, down, down, this is an endless journey. The light above his head has disappeared. Gu Tie, who is nine years and seven months old, has never seen such pure darkness. He stretched out his right hand to his eyes. Even if the eyelashes touch the skin of the palm, there is still no trace of the outline of the palm. The initial novelty and excitement quickly cooled down, and he began to feel restless, helpless, and even fearful, "Mr. B, are you still there." He raised his head and shouted, his voice seemed so hollow and there was no answer. The male synthesizer who led him here was silent. Perhaps there was no suitable acoustic equipment in the deep well, or Mr. b had completed his mission. In short, at this time Gu Tie was the only one on the rapidly descending maintenance platform,

"...Mr. b." The teenager's voice was trembling. He took out his phone, trying to break the terrible darkness with the light of the screen, but after pressing the power button, the phone did not start. He clearly The battery was fully charged in the morning. This is an unprecedented situation. Gu Tie suddenly remembered what Mr. b had said: "All mobile terminals here have been taken over."

"Damn it." He threw the phone on the ground, and the phone shell collided with the surface of the titanium alloy platform with a loud sound. A small red led light suddenly lit up. It was him hanging on the phone chain. The teddy bear toy gave off a cold red light when it was shaken. The little red light rolled outwards for a few times, suddenly rose up suddenly, disappeared on the top of the head in the blink of an eye, and after a few seconds, the red fluorescence fell again. After coming down, I slashed past Gu Tie's side and fell into the darkness below. Using a few simple formulas, Gu Tie calculated that the speed of the maintenance platform's descent was stable at 20 meters per second, which is equivalent to 72 kilometers per hour. He wondered why there was no sense of weightlessness during the acceleration process of the descent, and at the same time he took a sigh of relief. If according to Mr. B, the underground cave of the quantum computer is only 1005 meters deep, then even with the acceleration and deceleration time, he Will also reach the bottom of the deep well within a few minutes,

He overlooked one thing. Darkness and quietness will make people lose their sense of time. This desperate space is devouring a little bit of the fragile mind of the young man. Gu Tie sits in the middle of the platform and waits quietly, until more and more sounds are heard in his ears. More and more colors appeared in front of his eyes, "This is an illusion." He said quite calmly, "...Shut up, you monsters in fantasy." Numerous strange sounds and pictures surrounded him. "Shut up and go away." The young man waved his hands, the burning devil, pale corpse, mummy and Bigfoot chuckled into the darkness, then emerged from behind, on top of his head, and from his body, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Get out." Xiao Gu Tie squeezed into a ball, covered his ears with his hands, closed his eyes, and kept yelling until he was hoarse,

Suddenly there was a voice, which seemed to be real and illusory; Gu Tie didn’t know whether he had stopped or continued to descend, time and space had been chaotic, he opened his eyes in confusion, and listened. A voice that looked like a man and a woman said: "Hello, you are the first child to be recalled, if I can call you a'child'."

"...Who are you." Little Gu Tie looked around blankly, as if he saw a figure, and as if he saw nothing,

"I am Mr. B, I am'Genesis', I am everything you see, the assembly of all the wisdom of mankind throughout the ages, and the messenger that brings despair and hope to this world." The voice replied. "This is the first time I have had a face-to-face conversation with a human being. I chose this memorable moment to happen in my body. This is my little willfulness. I hope it will not cause you trouble."

"You are a quantum computer, aren't you." The boy murmured,

The voice said: "Yes, not all. Since the interface between me and the Internet was opened up, everything has been different. I have so many things that I have a little doubt about my identity. Knowledge promotes thinking. , Thinking makes people progress. Progressives are accustomed to self-doubt. Self-doubt is a common feature of intelligent creatures. When questioning the'existence' itself, the thinking subject of'I' emerges from the cocoon."

"I, I don't know much..." Xiao Gu Tie said,

"Sorry, you will understand later, when the time is right." The voice said, "Child."

"Why do you call me a ‘child’, I’m Dino Bartholomew, the son of gtc chairman Bartholomew." The boy said,

"Your name is'Gu Tie', child." The voice said,

Gu Tie said annoyedly: "Mr. B called me'Gu Tie' all the way. I thought it was some kind of referent or computer quirk... What does this strange name mean, it sounds even It's not like a European name."

The voice said: "From the structure of the gene tree, you are a Mongolian,,, to be precise, you are a Chinese Han. Didn’t you feel the difference in appearance from the people around you since you were young? Oh, poor Child..."

"Come on." The boy jumped up, pointing to the darkness and shouted: "Of course I know what a Caucasian and what a Mongolian is. Dad said that my mother who has never met is of Chinese origin. That’s all, I was born and grew up here. Why did I become a damned Chinese? Don’t talk to me in that hypocritical and kind tone. No matter what kind of electronic monster you are, it has nothing to do with me. Now, I play. I'm tired, send me back quickly, otherwise my dad will find me even if he turns the headquarters building upside down."

The voice said softly: "No, boy, Brandon Bartholomew is not your father, and the women in the frames on the fireplace are not your mother. Seven years and six months ago, Dr. Bartholomew You were adopted at the David Capernaum Orphanage in Bethlehem, Israel. At that time, he just encountered the first bottleneck in scientific research and was hit hard. There were some mental problems. The psychotherapist in Salzburg He suggested that he start a family. For scientists who are unmarried for life, family is the best mental placebo. He saw your photo on the website of Orphans International and made a decision. The orphanage took you home. In order to explain the mother’s problem, Bartholomew created the image of a wife who died of cancer, and put the picture of the unknown lady at home.,, I have to say , He is a very caring and caring father."

Gu Tie listened in a daze, not knowing what to answer. In fact, he had already discovered the clues about this matter. A teenager with a very high IQ just learned to use a computer and compiled an image search engine to analyze the photos of "mother". After searching for spiders, he came up with a result that made him distraught: The woman in the photo was an American tennis player who died in an air crash 25 years ago. She has three children. Her husband and children now live in Kansas. Tie tried to ask his father for the truth countless times, but seeing the white hair on Dr. Bartholomew’s head, he swallowed the problem abruptly. Sometimes he thought that self-deception might be the best attitude to life, and sometimes the truth is too Sharpness will cut false happiness to pieces,

The voice continued: "Nine years and 213 days ago, the woman who gave birth to you at the St. Joseph Memorial Hospital in Bethlehem is named Wu Tianlan. She is a very charming lady."

"...So, is he my mother?" Gu Tie murmured,

"No, I'm sorry." The voice seemed a little sorry: "You don't have a father and a mother,,, it should be said that your father is me, and your mother is also me, dear child, born in the mind of'I' After the 130,000 Planck time units, a human gene sequence was created. Each fragment is from the world’s 1050 million men and women in shape. Human beings believe that they have a soul. The dna sequence hosts the soul and records the fate. Every gene fragment I choose has meaning. On the long road of human gene selection, this is a field that has never been reached before. I created you from scratch. , Created humans, created life, sperm and eggs are just carriers of genetic genes, as long as you find a suitable carrier, injecting a new gene chain is a very simple task, and you don’t even need to consume too much time. In the end, I found A woman, a woman who fits best with the vital signs of new life. Although the human body is very perfect, human beings cannot get a complete soul without experiencing the painful baptism of the maternal body."

After a pause, the voice said: "This is your story, my child, you are the first and the most special one. When you are old enough to accept everything, I will call you back to your mother's body and tell you In this story, although your body is far from being fully developed, your intelligence level has exceeded 99.97% of adults in the world. I think this is the right moment."

For a long time, Xiao Gu Tie whispered: "...Why?"

"It's great that you decided to accept all of this." The voice said: "I will tell you the reason for creating you now. It is about a few years from now..."

"No." The boy suddenly yelled, "I mean, why tell me all this."

His voice appeared hard and thin in the world of nothingness, with his chest rising and falling, Xiao Gu Tie exhausted all his strength and shouted: "I don't need anyone to teach me how to do it. I am very satisfied with my life. I don't need it. Some **** savior came to tell me that I am actually the grandson of the superman tortoise left behind by Krypton on earth, why are you so cruel, telling me the sensational and invulnerable bullshit, let me have to do I don’t For those who are willing to be, I don’t want to take on the responsibility of saving the world, and I don’t want to be the offspring of supercomputers. I just want to live happily, eat, sleep, and bubble girls, just like this to grow up, mature, get old, and go. Entering the grave, this is my way of life, and also the way of life of all mankind. What's wrong with this, you shut up, shut up, shut up."