Lords: From Civilization to the Stars.

Chapter 119: Clones, the Second Impact

Two months later.

"A-621, this is your code name."

"Name? This is not your name. You should choose your own name. For me, there are already too many children like you who came out of the cloning chamber."

"I have no feelings for you, and you should not have any feelings for me beyond imagination. I only created you to expand my civilization, A-621. An artificial life like you must find your own dreams and ideals. Only then can you be a human being."

"A-621, find your own meaning and don't be anyone else's puppet."

"..."

It was great to be able to obey the orders of adults and live.

The gentle yet majestic memories in my mind gradually faded away, and what came into view was one burning hell after another.

A-621, a special operations unit, Elf Model Type , slowly opened his eyes, looked indifferently at the howling monsters running towards him, and pulled the trigger of the gun in his hand.

There were no sparks from gunpowder, nor any unimaginable changes, but a golden light accompanied by will instantly burst out from the barrel of the gun, piercing the head of the demon howling at the sky, turning it into countless scattered sparks, and instantly exploding into a handful of ashes on this broken earth.

Below the area where the demon had just stood, dozens of pale, expressionless corpses were piled on the ground like building blocks, slowly flowing with dark red blood. The figure of A-621 walking towards them with a gun was reflected on the solidified eyeballs. The image of a young elf who looked pitiful but had a very numb expression was reflected on the eyeballs without any mechanism.

Standing in the middle of the battlefield covered in black snow, silently looking at the corpses of his predecessors, A-621 slowly exhaled a breath of white air and pressed a device behind his pointed ears.

"This is the forward command post, A-621, have you found anything?"

"I have found the bodies of patrol team C3. They were all killed after being attacked by demons. I have killed the demons and sent them back to the subspace. Now I am requesting support transfer from headquarters."

"C3? I see. Thank you for your help. Next, please stand still and hold the signal object high in your hand for guidance. We will send a team to recover you in fifteen to thirty minutes. Thank you for your contribution to the Antarctic Fulcrum, A-621. Once you report back, you will be free."

"……Um."

Gently pressing the button behind his head, the young elf sighed, opened the small pocket on his left arm, took out a light golden bottle from it, and held it high.

A light golden line began to slowly spread out from the bottle, stretching into the sky like a line, connecting with the broken golden curtain on the sky, and gradually condensing into a directional beacon. A gentle feeling enveloped all directions, even making this tragic battlefield become somewhat stable and harmonious.

A-621 stood there, quietly looking at the corpses lying on the snow, his mind was blank.

It is said that I am free and can live freely...but what is freedom?
Looking at her dead companions, the elf girl blinked her eyes, and a trace of confusion and bewilderment flashed across her machine-like face. Although she understood the meaning of these words, she did not know the essence of these words.

A-621, she is one of the first elf-sized clones created in the original cloning chamber. In order to prevent short-term confusion and growth errors, some gene expressions and repairs will gradually spread in pieces during the operation process, eventually forming different individuals.

It is better to say that they are pure breeding chambers than gene cloning chambers. These light green nutrient tanks can use the gene repair devices of the ancient saints and some of the props that come with them to produce 10,000 gene modifiers of various models. They can be humans, elves, dark elves, and even some player-like forms. However, the player form was quickly abandoned due to casualties and meaninglessness.

The best remaining choice is the elf form. These forms have excellent physiques and do not have the trouble of long growth time, so they can be said to be very excellent choices. Therefore, A-621 is the first batch of elves produced.

She has a sister who looks exactly like her and even has the same genes, A-621-1, but she was killed in the last Arctic expansion campaign. Her sister's last wish was to entrust all the results of the war and the future to her. So in this confused life, she was quickly promoted.

Because another self worked very hard in the Arctic expansion campaign, even worked hard for his life, and finally got such an opportunity.

But in fact A-621 doesn't want to leave here.

She wanted to listen to the voice that impressed her more.

"..."

Snowing.

Looking at the black snowflakes scattered in the sky, the elf who came out of the incubator looked up at the bottle, looked at the golden lines flying into the sky, and began to recall his life.

Since birth, they have been listening to this voice and moving forward without confusion. That is their creator, the great Lord of the Negative Stars. The god in the world, the most powerful god, the strongest among the strong, the most terrifying king, and other identity descriptions are often heard around during the first month of the experiment of integrating into the world.

The so-called integration experiment is to let all the elf replicas integrate into the players and the world within a month, and start to learn about various industries, the different customs and practices of each region, as well as their thoughts, conflicts, and attitudes towards life. In this way, the knowledge that has long been recorded in their minds can quickly be transformed into a real imprint with their own application.

Compared to those who really live in the world, the elves that came out of the cloning warehouse have a lot of knowledge and learning, but most of them are naive and cannot use them properly.

Therefore, each of them will receive proper attention from the Lord of Negative Stars in the first month.

They are their parents and their masters, and their voices represent the highest will.

After the first month of preparation, everyone will be ready to face their fate, which is three years of service, facing all the demons in the warp.

From the ice wall to the Antarctic fulcrum, from the deep sea to the Arctic wasteland, almost every place needs these clones to fill in. However, the players and other living creatures live in ignorance, and they don't even know that a war beyond imagination has begun in this world.

The Chaos Gods were really angry about Leon's existence. They almost set off a storm in the warp, throwing almost all the demons and movable things here. Countless demons and monsters howled in the warp and began to attack the border of the old world, intending to push Leon and his troops into the ocean. They vowed to give everything for their master.

Leon led his pale army and clones to fight against the ugly monsters born from these souls, and wanted to completely destroy their existence and individuals in this world.

Compared to the Pale Army that Leon personally corrected and psychically mapped, the elves born from the clone warehouse often did not have that kind of terrifying supernatural ability. All they could do was to maintain their own line when the Pale Army was rampaging on the ground, and start shooting at the enemy with the guns in their hands.

Although the clones also inherited the genius abilities of the Negative Stars, because they were born relatively recently and have many cognitive problems, they often do not react immediately and are slow.

This resulted in extremely tragic casualties among the clones, often with 20,000 thrown in on the same day, only a few thousand left after a few days.

Brutal tug-of-wars rage across the world's borders, with various warp creatures and surreal walls pulling at each other.

Even the current location of A-621 is not the front battlefield, but dozens of kilometers away from the real front battlefield, conducting its own battlefield reconnaissance and detection, hoping to get more accurate information about those demons. Ultimately, it led to the annihilation of Team C.

But now, she has the right to freely choose her life. She can become a citizen of the Negative Star and start her own life in the realm.

If she wants to become an elf, the Phoenix King Oliver will also open his hands to her.

The weird Phoenix King didn't care about anything else as long as she was an elf. Even if she was a second-hand item used by the Negative Star Ones, this Phoenix King who made people feel a little abnormal welcomed it all.

If she didn't want to become an elf, but simply wanted to travel or see the world, Leon's Negative Stars and a series of cooperative units would also give her various supplies and customs clearance certificates. For anyone, this was enough money for her to enjoy her old age.

However, 621 just stared blankly at the black sky, not knowing what to say.

After a while, accompanied by the roar of a vehicle, a small vehicle with a pale golden star logo arrived beside 621. A pale elf got out of the car and frowned at everything in front of him.

Just by looking at the silver skull marked on the black uniform, you can tell that he is from the original Pale Army, a super army belonging to the Lord of the Negative Stars, Leon himself.

This original negative star frowned as he looked at the tragic battlefield, and finally nodded at the calm-looking 621.

"Hello, I am Gesala Linge of the Pale Army."

"…I am 621."

"Thank you for your hard work, 621. You are the first soldier in the Antarctic Fulcrum region to be eligible for amnesty. Now you can go back and apply for your form. You are free."

"..."

"Serve for three years, or make significant contributions on the battlefield. As long as you have one of these two, you can freely choose what you want to do. Although only a month has passed, your battlefield contributions have been greatly supplemented because of your other transfer. You can choose what you want to do, and we will do our best to help you fulfill your wish."

Limited wishes, this is also a unique welfare for those with negative stars.

Because Leon can basically do whatever he wants through the relics of the ancient saints like a living god. So even if it is something beyond the standard, or even some unimaginable deeds, Leon can do it easily.

For the current artificial human clones who don’t have many wishes, what Leon said himself is essentially no different from directly giving them a wishing machine.

However, 621 did not raise any demands when facing the white pale army, but just looked at him with empty eyes.

When the atmosphere gradually became awkward, 621 slowly blinked his eyes and put forward his request.

"...Can I meet my father?" "Father? You are artificial people who walked out of the cloning warehouse. You don't have such a thing as a father. But if you work hard, you may become a qualified mother in the future."

"No, I have a father. I want to meet my master, the Lord of the Negative Stars, Leon."

For an elf, the young and tender face had a stubborn expression, and he spoke seriously to the pale army in front of him. This request made the soulless man on the opposite side look much more embarrassed.

Of course, 621 knew the reason. Because even as the Pale Army, it was actually Leon who went to find them himself, using his voice to instill in everyone's mind, rather than letting these people come to him directly. Only a few people could find Leon directly.

However, before he could say no, a hand was placed on his shoulder.

"It's alright. I'll come and hear what this little girl wants to do with me."

A golden figure walked out from behind. The light of the Negative Star began to spread around, bringing a warm and soothing feeling.

Leon's incarnation walked out from the shadows, and an ordinary person's face soon appeared under the golden light. With a gentle expression, he walked up to the short elf girl and patted her shoulder.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"…I want to ask, what can I do?"

"That's for you to decide."

"No, Father, what do you want me to do? What can I do for you?"

"I am not your father, and you are not my daughter. You are just a tool I created. You can do whatever you want. You can choose the path you want to take."

Looking at the girl with a dazed and even lost expression, Li Ang sighed, feeling helpless.

"To be honest, I have always felt a little guilty about my decision. Your lives are too short and dull. You walked out of the cloning warehouse, and your destiny is to fill the battlefield I planned and the places I hope to occupy. Although 20,000 people appear every day, the number is still not enough."

"Every day, there are large numbers of casualties on the more complex battlefields. Every day, your activities and thoughts are more like real people. I feel that I should not have given you more intelligence and let you suffer such pain."

"But please forgive me, I just purely want to maximize the benefits. I just want to let the negative star people go to the starry sky."

Looking at the numb and calm expression of the mechanical girl, Leon's expression was also very firm, as if a ball of blazing flame was burning, ready to burn away all the injustices and all the retreats.

"So whatever you want to say to me, whatever you want to understand, I will support you. But if you want me to answer the future of your life, I will say that I can't do it. I don't know what kind of future you will have, and I don't know what kind of future you can have. For me, these are too far away."

"So only you can choose your own future. This can only be done by the decision you make yourself. No one can replace you and make you make a choice that is not your own. You are you, and no one can replace you."

"Tell me what you want to do. I will do my best to meet your needs. Even though you are a replicant, a clone, you are still a human being. I will satisfy you."

"..."

621 remained silent again.

This elf with white hair and red eyes, who had just walked out of the incubator less than three months ago, was just thinking calmly.

She thought for a long time, in the black blizzard, bathing in all kinds of falling black snow and frost, just thinking about it. Finally, the girl looked up at Li Ang, and seemed to show a somewhat aggrieved expression.

"I don't know, Father."

621 said softly, with some grievance and confusion in his voice.

"I don't know what I can do. I'm always like this, but I really don't know what I can do with my abilities. You must need me, so I will do what you want. If possible, I also hope to help you do one last thing."

"That's right. You are really too young. Then come with me. For the time being, help me do one thing and make up your mind. In this way, you may also be able to feel the meaning of life."

Li Ang sighed and put his hand on her shoulder.

Then, in the blink of an eye, the time around them began to change gradually, and it seemed that something beyond cognition began to appear. The two of them instantly came to the front of a tall tower.

This tower seemed to be eternal and unchanged. Under the black sky, there was almost no force that could shake it down. Looking at the tower, Li Ang pointed to a place at random.

"Then you stand here."

"Ah."

"Press this button for me."

"Ok."

621 nodded calmly and pressed the big red button that was obviously newly made.

And in the next moment, the giant Antarctic tower standing tall in front of everyone shook violently, and countless rays of light once again gathered from all directions, just like a light prism tower, and the dazzling golden light gathered on this only tall tower.

Standing on the Antarctic continent, the giant tower that was supposed to illuminate the entire world instantly absorbed a huge amount of energy that could cut the ocean in half, and then instantly shot into the sky.

The terrifying energy was released in just 0.1 second, and then in the next moment, the golden light column returned intact, instantly piercing the tower that reached the sky. The entire tower was blasted apart by the backflowing energy light column in the blink of an eye.

This was a scene with almost no sound. It was hard to even describe this scene as deafening. There was only a sigh, and the huge all-metal tower silently dissolved in the light reflected from the sky. And it also dissolved the golden curtain in the sky.

Leon's psychic stance was overloaded once again, exposing everyone's will to the dark gods. And this time, the shooting at the sky could not be called an accident at all.

Amidst everyone's screams, Leon's sigh seemed to sound right next to 621.

"Alas, the second impact didn't have any effect either... I'm so sorry, but your juniors will probably have to suffer again. Those guys will definitely not give up such a godsend opportunity."

"..."

621 blinked as she watched the sky darken again and gradually become shrouded by the red fog. She seemed to vaguely hear the roar of a monster in the sky.

'Stop him, stop the Negative Star, his poison has spread to your world!'

'At least in our crazy world, you can still experience the various aspects of life, experience pain, experience love, be happy or sad for the grace of God, and be shocked or terrified by the operation of the world.'

'But that guy didn't. Even in the world of the dead, there is the noise of the undead and the instability of the soul. However, in his world, all laughter and fear, all actions and definitions are hormones and desires of the flesh. He is a real monster! Everyone, no matter who you are! Kill that monster! '

"What a noisy clown you are. Look, this is my last advice to you."

The golden shadow patted 621's head and said earnestly:
"Even the so-called gods are actually nothing more than this kind of thing. All definitions and concepts are spread by intelligent creatures themselves. Believe in yourself, believe in all of this, and you will be your own hero."

"..."

"When I do things, I always have my own preparations."

Looking at the giant in the sky, Leon smiled and stretched out his hand again, aiming at the huge tower. Looking at the tower in front of him gradually exploding and collapsing in the flames, and the months of hard work instantly melting into magma, the elf blinked his eyes, as if he understood something, but also as if he understood nothing.

Believe in your own cognition, you are your own hero...

Under 621's gaze, the melted tower gradually fell down, and then in a flash, another tower rose slowly from its original place. The light golden curtain once again covered the black sky, and the angry curses gradually dissipated into silence.

"People always have to move on. Whether it's now or in the future. The most important thing is to do what you like. Keep this mentality and move forward, 621. You should also find a friend."

The golden shadow shattered in an instant, leaving only a little golden light scattered in the air.

621 blinked and slowly clenched his hands. His red pupils reflected the colors scattered in the sky.

Along with the scattered light in the distant sky, the event called "Second Impact" seemed to have happened just like that, just two months after the first impact.

(End of this chapter)