Lords: From Civilization to the Stars.

Chapter 23 Dialogue with God

Blue, in many cases, represents the evolution of wisdom.

Because the blue hue makes people feel mysterious, calm, and comfortable. It seems to be the color that fits the thought process.

In fact, this is indeed the case. Many times, when people express wisdom and progress, or express that their position is just and superior, they will choose to use blue tones to imply their identity.

Although they may not actually be advanced or capable, the color tone itself implies a hint.

Humans are visual creatures, and a hint that seems intelligent can naturally fill people with a preconceived perception that the blue side is safer.

'But some people think the opposite, they think fiery red, noble purple, or life green are more trustworthy. Don't you think it's a coincidence? These colors just divide our world.'

"..."

The one who was talking to Leon was himself.

But different from the impression he had, this Li Ang's face looked softer and full of an ancient scholarly air.

There was light blue hair between his eyebrows, and spiral pupils that sparkled with light. Now, Leon, who was sitting opposite him, seemed to be filled with a noble, steady and intellectual temperament.

'Hello, Leon. I am you, a possibility of you. I am the servant of the God of Wisdom, and the God of Wisdom himself.'

It said with a smile, stretching out its palm.

'Let's talk, in this ever-changing world. We are inseparable. Aren't we?'

'Hint: You are currently arguing with the God of Wisdom, a continent-level psychic subconscious aggregate (in the process of promotion)!'

'If you successfully complete the argument, you will receive a blessing from the God of Wisdom. You can also give up the argument and leave this scene without accepting any blessing.'

'But someone will remember your choice.'

"..."

Oh, God.

The continental level is a mess. It is only after the promotion that it becomes a planet.

Looking at the hand extended by the God of Wisdom, Leon raised his eyebrows but did not take it.

Because in his memory, he had already held that hand.

Not only did they hold hands, they even had a pleasant conversation in this blue torrent. In this distorted world of time and space, it seemed that they had already chatted countless times.

From one's present to the future, from the past to the present, those plans, the support one wants, the rewards one gets, and the endless wisdom and future, it seems that all changes are in one's hands.

But looking at the hand that the God of Wisdom extended countless times, Leon finally sighed.

Damn, this is such a worthless piece of shit.

Why is it that every time I break his defense, he pretends nothing happened and starts over again?
Looking at the God of Wisdom opposite him who was still smiling as if nothing had happened, Leon couldn't help but sigh.

"How should I put it? This person, um, let's call you the God of Wisdom. There are some things in your words that I find ridiculous."

'……oh?'

Sitting on the high-back chair opposite, the incarnation of the God of Wisdom frowned his blue eyebrows in displeasure.

"Then I am really curious. Although I have already got the answer in my wisdom, I would like to see more variables. Are you going to refute me with some nonsense?"

"Do you know anything about gamma-ray bursts?"

"What...?" "It is a massive astronomical phenomenon, the most brilliant explosion of a dying star. Its jet can span hundreds of thousands of light years, killing all the life on the planet in this intense neutron flow."

Li Ang sat opposite the incarnation of wisdom with a calm face and said calmly:
"But this astronomical phenomenon is insignificant in the macroscopic perspective of the universe. I want to see my civilization standing on the Great Wall structure. I want my civilization to touch the edge of the horizon and witness the traces of the raging fire at the beginning of creation still burning the universe."

'It's a wonderful idea, but I believe it should be just some hypothesis.'

"Man lives on assumptions, God of wisdom."

Li Ang's voice approaches a whole, an essential summary, in an ever-changing world.

"Pretending that hard work will pay off, pretending that life will be happy, pretending that there is no injustice in this world... People live by deceiving each other.

However, all assumptions are for one truth. That is to survive, to live better with one's own identity. This is the struggle of all intelligent life for survival.

This struggle, this ugliness of survival, is the survival of civilization."

Looking at the azure incarnation, the infinite Leon voices gradually merged into one, overlooking the twisted false god.

"We deceive ourselves, we kowtow, we talk nonsense, we use false ideas to disguise a grand picture, and deceive everyone by claiming that the world is too vast. But all this is for a better life. And you, the future you provide, I can't see our existence.

Because we have to survive in the end. Even if it means killing wisdom, destroying life, deconstructing war, and making culture and everything disappear, everything in this world can be destroyed, but we must survive.

This is civilization, and this is me.”

"Your heretical theories can't convince me after all."

Looking at the silent god of wisdom, Leon smiled and patted its cheek.

And at that moment, the concept of time seemed to become blurred again.

It seems to be happening again.

But looking at the symbol of wisdom that suppressed anger, Leon thought for a moment and added a word from his heart.

"But I am looking forward to your arrival. I am also looking forward to pulling you out of the subspace one day and making you submit to my will. After all, if there is no enemy and no variables in a game, there will be no fun, right?"

'...'

As if shocked by these words, the azure being stared at Li Ang in amazement for a long time.

Then, it smiled.

'Then I wish you a happy game.'

The next moment, the sky and the earth spun, and the blue torrent seemed to have never existed, allowing Leon's will to return to its original place.

"……grown ups?"

"No, nothing, I just found something wrong."

Waving at the servant who had some doubts, Leon looked at the marks on his palm and rubbed his head indifferently.

He didn't care about this kind of thing. After all, he could leave at any time, but to be honest, he felt a little unwilling not to get some reward.

However, after talking with the so-called god, Leon did discover a small problem of his own.

In other words, it's a serious problem.

He hasn't been back home for a week.

Could it be that my body died in the bed?
(End of this chapter)