The giant corporations that started from Night City

Little Vincent woke up and found that there were many strange things and email messages in his mailbox in the other dimension.

Aunt Song Zhaomei's youngest daughter Song Yiyi sent a holographic email clamoring to accompany her to the "Edge of Tomorrow" universe to watch a large antimatter fireworks show.

Uncle Jack Wells's eldest son, Pani, gave him some interesting Zelo psychic bones.

Uncle Johnny Silverhand released a new album and also gave himself a signed black gold record. This thing would cost a lot of money if sold outside.

Paul Atreides also sent a bottle of modified spices that can make the consumer's mind clearer and more active, without any side effects.

Goro Takemura, Jim Raynor, the missionary, Dr. Luo Ji, Uncle Zhang Beihai... and a brand new ultimate original edition of "Dream of Red Mansions"!

But what surprised little Vincent the most was that he actually received a letter from Night City.

The identity of the letter writer is Li Ang, the chief executive of a global giant company!
This was beyond Vincent's expectations, because ever since the giant cosmic enterprise integrated the Stellaris universe, it had officially ushered in the glorious era of heaven.

The most advanced and pinnacle level of technology has allowed the cosmic giant to evolve into a god, so the integration of other dimensions is a natural consequence.

The magic plane, fantasy plane, fairy plane, two-dimensional plane... there are dedicated staff from large corporate departments who are responsible for integrating them.

However, after unifying the Stellaris universe, the governor of the giant company, Leon, gave up his power and disappeared for more than 80 years.

For nearly a century, no one knew where the consul went or what he was doing.

Now that little Vincent suddenly receives this letter, it can really be regarded as a unique grace!
"Is this also a reward for completing Oasis?"

With such doubts, little Vincent walked to the balcony of his house. He didn't know when a shuttle with "LA" painted on it appeared here.

This is the exclusive airship mark for the core senior executives of the world's giant companies. Ordinary employees do not have this mark.

Before Vincent could say anything, the shuttle's hatch opened, revealing a clone with an indifferent expression: "My boss asked me to take you to the Ideal City for a walk first, and then we'll go see him later."

This person is the singer.

It is the only remaining seedling of the Singer civilization. As soon as it woke up, it found that its universe had been blown up by the ether engine. Now it has become one of the few survivors in the "Three-Body" universe.

There is definitely no hope of finding a partner and reproducing.

But it doesn’t matter.

Anyway, it has no desires and only wants to sing. When it has nothing to do, it runs errands for its boss Li Ang. This kind of life is quite leisurely.

"Yes."

Little Vincent did not refuse this somewhat redundant request, because the current ideal city is already more than ten thousand times larger than its original size.

This is the heavenly center of the universe, a place of pilgrimage for all civilizations, and the end point of the road to heaven.

The ideal city to the outside world is not called this name, but the ideal country.

Therefore, even little Vincent, who grew up in Utopia, has never seen the full picture of this planet, let alone been to Night City.

Now is a good opportunity to take a look.

……

On the way around the ideal city, little Vincent saw some huge structures that were exhibited as cultural relics.

For example, a Dyson sphere.

This giant structure is old. It has stood in this galaxy for nearly half a century, silently supplying energy to the Ideal City, just like those old people who have devoted their entire lives to the energy industry.

But since the consciousness energy technology has become mature enough, all light, heat and electricity can almost be created out of nothing, and humans no longer need to rely on drawing energy from stars as energy.

Even the magical floating stone from Pandora is no longer considered a strategic mineral. It is developed, crushed and processed by private factories and has become an emerging fashion product.

Young people came to the decoration shop and were eager to wear the floating stones, but the old people just watched silently, and no one knew what they were thinking.

Perhaps they just haven't forgotten how much suffering and blood these suspended stones have been stained with.

Interestingly, by the developed 24th century, people were no longer devout to religious culture. They regarded gods as topics of conversation after dinner and even started a trend of turning religion into entertainment.

This is true.

Human beings have revealed most of the secrets of the world. All kinds of gods, monsters, and ghosts can be traced. When everything is clearly visible under the sun, no one will pay the gods for their fears anymore.

However, the military commanders who participated in the "Stellaris" cosmic heaven battle have not retired. Instead, on the annual anniversary, they organize young soldiers and cooperate with the salute soldiers to pay tribute to the remains of these heroes.

Under the artificially warm sunlight, the new generation of Astartes warriors performed the ceremony in silence, holding sharp sabers with solemn expressions.

Behind them, a thunderous salute sounded.

The participants in the memorial service all stood up, took off their hats, and faced the tombstones of the heroes in silence and solemnity.

"Everyone stand up and salute!"

The elderly military commander stood up, his voice still hoarse but strong. Although he was no longer young, his dark face looked as if carved by a knife in the warm sunlight.

Under the beautiful clouds and among the gorgeous rainbows, the glow falls on the faces of young people, sparkling with crystal beads of sweat.

Little Vincent also had a solemn expression on his face, and silently cast respectful glances at the people here. The Utopia was built on the Battle of Heaven, and this battle had reached the level of destroying the universe.

Fortunately, the global giant company won.

After getting away from this area, the shuttle finally took off to a height where it could see the entire picture of the ideal country.

And at this moment, the singer leisurely recited a poem about the ideal country.

[It is a world without wasteland, but only endless urban skyline. Please stop here for a while, you dusty traveler.

Go witness the immortal feats of the celestial civilizations in conquering the universe, go listen to the pulsation of trillions of heartbeats. This is the heaven that even God dared not promise, and it is the prosperous age built by the celestial civilizations!

From the microscopic world to the eleventh dimension, life in all dimensions is no longer dim. Wherever you look, you can see civilization flourishing and the fire is not extinguished. 】

"This is a really nice poem, maybe that's why I stay here."

The singer looked out of the porthole, and more and more huge structures appeared before their eyes.

This is the world's giant enterprise in the Kingdom of Heaven era.

"You haven't finished reading this poem yet. There's more to come."

Little Vincent smiled, he had basically memorized all the poems that the cosmic bards had written for the Utopia, so he naturally knew the latter part as well.

[Have angels ever come to the mortal world to witness the heavenly civilizations rebuilding the universe with their own hands, the endless Milky Way turning into towering buildings, and billions of star gates connecting the vast galaxies.

Between day and night, morning and evening, people hold candles in their hands, follow the evening sea breeze, and bid farewell to every day with tenderness.

But the night no longer means regret and loneliness, and people believe that dawn will always open the poem of a new day.

As early as the ancient Greek era, the forefathers of mankind had asked what a perfect world is. Today, we have the answer, which is the ideal city under heaven. 】

The so-called perfection is the ultimate form of civilization, which connects the vast universe into one, takes the ideal country as the central area, connects all the heavens and worlds, and builds this place into a paradise on earth.

Every building, as majestic as a giant dragon, carries stargates to other universes. The foldable and changeable high-dimensional buildings are like the changeable moods of human beings.

This eleven-dimensional heaven carries the dreams, joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness of billions of living beings, as well as their residence, employment, production, and economic consumption. Without a doubt, this is the largest and most complex economic and cultural complex in the history of the universe.

Little Vincent did not stop chanting.

[O LORD, you know your sins.

People once built the Tower of Babel to reach the sky to unite people from all nations, but you are so hypocritical that you destroy the unity of the world in order to consolidate theocracy.

Our great works were destroyed by natural disasters, countless obscure languages ​​separated our hearts, and the Tower of Babel burned and collapsed in chaos.

Since then, we have wandered in the mortal world for thousands of years, fighting each other and suffering from the scourge of war. But now, people's creations have once again touched the forbidden land of God.

And you, hypocritical Jehovah, where have your religion, angels and flames gone? 】

The shuttle passed through a star gate.

In the new ideal city, star gates that can connect to the heavens and all worlds have long been popularized. They are like giant screens embedded between buildings, and a speeding galactic train will emerge from time to time.

Travel through multiple dimensions to reach your destination.

It only takes two minutes to travel from Universe 001 to Universe 100. The broken Tower of Babel has long been repaired and has ascended to the realm of gods in a towering posture.

"Have you seen the Archon recently?" Little Vincent looked at the singer and asked.

"No."

The singer answered truthfully without even turning his head.

"Then do you know what he has been doing recently? Even if it's just some rumors, I want to know some news." Little Vincent asked immediately.

He didn't like going to a completely unfamiliar place without knowing anything. It would make him feel unable to adapt. Without enough information, little Vincent would feel uneasy.

"I heard he was writing some stories."

The singer hesitated for a moment before answering.

These are all speculations from the outside world, and no one knows the specific situation.

"There is still such a thing."

Little Vincent was a little surprised. Today's world giants no longer need people to write stories. These small things can be done by AI.

What’s more, it was written by the president of a giant company.

"Little Mr. Vincent, can you write stories?" The singer suddenly asked. It had witnessed many major events and participated in civilization-level wars and disasters.

It’s a pity that these experiences did not inspire the singer to write stories, and he still remains an unknown reader and minstrel.

"I can't. I just play."

Young Vincent answered truthfully that he had indeed not written any stories, but had integrated many universes in "Oasis".

However, although little Vincent was having fun, he gained a detailed understanding of the textual information of each universe and knew the story and origin of each universe.

By analyzing the story content containing tens of millions of words of information, young Vincent found the fastest way to integrate it, which is why he was able to complete the journey in more than a hundred years.

"Perhaps you have a good talent in this area, otherwise why would the Archon find you?"

"may be."

Little Vincent smiled and looked at the bustling and densely populated ground again.

The area where they are at this moment is itself a divine tower that reaches the sky. The different worlds divided by eleven dimensions provide different living options for various civilizations.

The Bai Ze civilization, which cruises at the junction of the third and fourth dimensions, is a conscientious observer of the information torrent, and often conveys new policies and information from all walks of life issued by the higher dimensions to people in the three-dimensional world.

The time management bureau unit named "Zhulong" monitors everything in the low-dimensional world in the four-dimensional space. In order to prevent time paradoxes, they often send detectives to travel through the multiverse to capture suspects.

Guilliman, the Primarch of the Ultramarines Legion, has just taken office as the Governor-General of the fifth dimension, ensuring the quantum coherence of countless parallel universes by regulating the quantum entanglement field.

It is his responsibility to prevent the collapse of the multi-dimensional space and maintain stability here.

Luo Ji manages the law of causality in the low-dimensional world in six-dimensional space. This department is actually a sinecure, and the six-dimensional superstring base that can regulate causality is rarely used.

Because everyone is used to being responsible for their own actions, and they also know that everything is predestined. Who would come here specifically to ask for a pill of regret?

Sometimes people ask, from the perspective of cost-effectiveness, is it really worthwhile to build such a divine tower that unifies the universe and divides it into eleven dimensions?

After all, the taller the building is, the higher the dimension is, and the cost of construction and management increases exponentially. If something unexpected happens to a magnificent tower like this, there is no telling what kind of disaster will happen.

But there are also many fanatical supporters of spectacle, who have a deep respect for the Utopia and declare to the outside world:

"This city itself is a monument of civilization full of glorious history, a testimony to the immortal achievements of the civilizations of the heavens. Its existence inspires every living being to move forward."

Little Vincent didn't know whether he should build this divine tower, but seeing all this, he remembered an ancient strategy game he had played a long time ago.

The preface in it is very interesting.

From the first sprouts of life underwater, to the giant beasts of the Stone Age, to the first human to walk upright, you have experienced a lot.

Start your great exploration now, from the cradle of early civilization to the vast universe! 】

And now, all dreams have come true. Looking back at the rise and fall of civilizations in the past, and looking at the prosperity of the kingdom of heaven today.

"The War in Heaven more than eighty years ago changed everything. Many people died and much civilization was burned to ashes. Do you think it was worth it?"

asked Vincent Jr.

If the Cosmic Corporation had not defeated the out-of-control AI, devoured the galaxy-devouring Fourth Disaster, strangled the Leviathan, and went to war with the powerful Lost Empire in the Stellaris universe, perhaps nothing would be what it is now.

only……

Too many people died in that battle in heaven.

"I think there is no such thing as worth or not. There is no future life to wait for, and there is no past life to pursue. All grand narratives are an important part of the cohesion of civilization."

The singer has always envied humans for being able to die for the same goal.

Without a common belief and a common goal, the fragile Homo sapiens would have been defeated long ago and would not have defeated the stronger and more resilient Neanderthals.

Without a common grand narrative, humans would not even be able to establish faith and could not reach the ancient Egyptian era.

Little Vincent looked up and saw the stars twinkling.

Seeing Night City, the singer began to slow down.

"We have reached our destination, let's get off."

……

...(End of chapter)