I changed the timeline with the game.

Chapter 798 Therefore, the long song is the book!

The mountains and rivers that change with the passing of the sun and the moon are constantly accelerating in the data simulation:
In spring, everything comes back to life, peach blossoms smile in the spring breeze, willow catkins are flying, and the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River are shrouded in mist and rain, with small bridges, flowing water and houses, all of which are gentle and delicate; while the north is covered in silver, with thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of snow.

In this vast land,
The change of dynasties is like the water of a river, rolling forward and unstoppable.

From ancient myths and legends, to the bronze civilization of the Xia, Shang and Zhou dynasties, to the unification of the Qin and Han dynasties, the prosperous Tang and Song dynasties, to the rise and fall of the Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, each dynasty has left a deep mark on this land.

The palaces and pavilions are majestic and magnificent, but they have gradually weathered in the long river of history and become relics for future generations to pay tribute to.

The names and deeds of heroes and men of letters are as bright as stars, illuminating the sky of Chinese civilization.

The vastness of history is particularly strong at this moment. It is not just something that can be carried by a paragraph of text or a picture scroll, but also the kind of shock that travels through time and space and hits the soul directly.

As the virtual projection truly simulated all the history that Su Wen knew,
The voice of [Light Computer-Kunlun] also sounded:
“According to calculations,
The highest probability of the bloodline of these ten thousand people continuing for a thousand years is thirty-seven people."

Its words were full of confusion about Su Wen's question.
"In my analysis, this is a highly invalid number.

Because such a short change of time is enough to erase everything you just did.

Even more, your premise is that you have successfully protected this group of people."

But to hear it say this,
Su Wen shook his head.
He thought about his extremely short life, even the uneventful first ten years, but he also recalled the brilliant history of China.
In the end, he just looked at the boundless mountains and rivers:

"Do not,

Kunlun, you are wrong.

In my opinion, the worst possibility is that the bloodlines of ten thousand people will be completely cut off.

Even if they are scholars, nobles, kings, generals, or cultivators who have retired from the world and stayed away from wars.

They will all be lost in the dust."

"Then your answer is even more stupid."

[Optical Brain-Kunlun] is a high-dimensional autonomous galaxy-level intelligent core.

Although it cannot provide the ultimate answer to the survival of civilization, such a simple conclusion is not difficult to understand.

But Su Wen shook his head. He hadn't finished his answer yet.
"Stupid and wrong."

In his hands,

The Dawn psychic energy silently condensed into a thin book shadow:

"The First Emperor burned books, hiding the Book of Documents, the Heroic Strategies of Emperor Wu of Han, and the Spring and Autumn Annals.

Sima Buyu eventually completed the "Records of the Grand Historian", the masterpiece of historians; he also carried on his father's ambition and continued the "Book of Han", the first to divide dynasties into different periods.

Zhuge Liang lived in seclusion and recited "Longzhong Plan" and knew the world without leaving his thatched cottage; Cao Pi's "Classics" was a brilliant chapter on the long history of literature.

Tao Yuan retired to seclusion and wrote Peach Blossom Spring to express his wish to escape from the world. He also compiled Tongjian to learn from history and to guide government, which is the pinnacle of chronological history books.

As he finished speaking, books appeared one after another in the sky.

even,

Replaced the long river of time and space.

“This is what I really want to express.
[Kunlun].

Su Wen planted a seed, and then watched it take root, sprout, and grow branches over time.

“In the initial rehearsal, I left behind 10,000 seeds.

And these words are the "fruits" they ultimately leave behind.

So, when we try our best, leaving the last spark of civilization.

Subsequently,

Let’s put our hope in the future.”

At this moment, Su Wen thought of "Give civilization to the years, not to give civilization the years".

I am reminded of the famous quote by Ray Bradbury:

"On the journey to the stars, every new discovery is another ignition of hope for civilization."

All the scenes slowly disappeared, leaving only the desolate and dilapidated Jiangnan alley, and the silent, masked and nameless swordsman in front of the handsome scholar: "Survival is a kind of luck. It was like this on Earth in the past, and it is also like this everywhere in this cruel universe now.

So, I don't think you failed.

Kunlun.

Your existence is that spark."

Hearing Su Wen's final answer, Kunlun seemed to imitate a human's long sigh, and he slowly said:
“So, the answer to my second mistake should be: yes.”

at the same time,

Deep in this dilapidated Jiangnan landscape, eroded by time,

The shadow of the huge projected ruins devours the surrounding light like a giant beast, casting a mysterious and gloomy veil over the area.

And at this moment,
Not far from the corner of Su Wen's alley,
Because less than ten minutes had just passed, and because of the time-space retardation effect.

The laughter and joy of his high school classmates at the reunion in the private room of the restaurant seemed to be even more intense.

But in another small box not far from the reunion of Su Wen's high school classmates,
The house is dimly lit.

Only a few faint lights barely illuminated the space.

A man with a pointed chin and monkey cheeks had a distorted face, sweat slid down his thin cheeks and dripped onto the silver-gray ball in his hand, making a subtle and crisp sound.

The surface of the sphere has a cold metallic luster, and it is obviously the core of some high-tech or supernatural product - a secondary relic core.

at the same time,

The man's eyes were also filled with astonishment and unwillingness. He muttered to himself, his voice trembling with anger and despair:
"I took great pains to steal this treasure from those third and fourth level warriors, and risked my life!
but why!
Why is it like a piece of dead iron now, with no reaction at all! "

The thief clenched the ball tightly with both hands, as if he wanted to pour all his resentment and anger into it, but it was in vain.

Suddenly, after hearing some 'inexplicable whispers'.

His eyes seemed to become unusually cloudy, as if they were covering the walls of the box and seeing farther away.

A cold smile slowly blossomed at the corner of his mouth, a complex emotion mixed with madness and determination.

"Could it be that……"

He murmured in a low voice, with an ominous premonition in his voice.

"He needs, a blood sacrifice?!"

Once this idea came into his mind, it spread like wildfire.

The air in the box seemed to freeze. Only the man's heavy breathing and the occasional flicker of light on the silver-gray ball reminded people of what was happening here.

But just as he was about to act,

The lights in the room seemed to be a little dimmer, but that was not the result of his adjustment.

Instead,

The entire ruins have undergone more obvious changes.

At this moment, even inside the closed private room of the restaurant, Wang Shao and his lackeys clearly sensed that something was wrong.

Because of the advancement of the Westminster Equality Act, many people in the real world will not be completely ignorant of supernatural events or even supernatural pollution.

What's more, Wang Shao was just showing off his status as a superhuman.

So now I could only pretend to be fearless, and after coughing, I said, "It's just a little dim, there's nothing to worry about."

And the other side of the world.

The unknown swordsman wearing a bamboo hat in front of Su Wen said indifferently:
"One last question,
It was because I seemed to be contaminated by the abyss at some point in history. So even my separate data center went into forced hibernation after waking up.

And your companion wants to open my real database,
I'll give you a piece of advice.
That's courting death!

But now, if you can try to solve all my pollution, I will condense it into the real core of this projection ruins [Doomsday Announcer].

Touch and completely resolve 'Him' while remaining awake.
You will have my final approval."

(End of this chapter)