Humanity is missing, luckily I have billions of clones.

Chapter 350 The Script of the Primordial AI

Under Li Qingsong's meticulous care, these humans quickly settled down and returned to normal life.

Even so, they still bear many traces of their past lives.

For example, when faced with these "native humans" disguised as their own clones, those who have finally returned to their mother civilization will always subconsciously show a state of ingratiation, caution, and slight tension in their bodies.
Without a native human guide, they try to avoid touching any of the facilities on the spaceship, preferring to stay at home and avoid going out or contacting people.

They were like a group of frightened and tormented little animals, seemingly only able to find a sense of security by hiding at home and not contacting anyone.

Seeing this, Li Qingsong couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.

What kind of lives are these compatriots living in the Purple Moon Civilization...?

Li Qingsong didn't have any good solutions for this situation; he could only let them adjust gradually.

During this process, Li Qingsong also tried to use his ability to connect with clones to see if he could control these legitimate humans, but he ultimately failed.

It seems that his abilities are limited to himself and his clones, and have no effect on other life forms.

"It doesn't matter."

Li Qingsong thought to himself, "Connecting with the consciousness of my compatriots and controlling them is too terrifying for normal people."

Let them live in peace, as long as they can connect to my own clone.

Li Qingsong has developed a comprehensive plan for these compatriots, aiming to gradually expand their population, increase their numbers, enhance their genetic modification, and enable them to acquire more knowledge, higher scientific research capabilities, and independent living skills, ultimately restoring human civilization.

At that time, I can reveal my unique form of existence to them. Then, with orthodox human civilization combined with my own, the pace of civilization's development will surely accelerate.

At this moment, Li Qingsong's fleet has embarked on its journey back to the H11 Piscis Austrinus star system.

Billions of other races are also there carrying out tasks such as resource gathering, battlefield cleanup, and wreckage recovery.

Once I return, I estimate that I will be able to complete about 20-30% of these tasks. After working for another ten years or so, I will be able to set sail again and begin a new pursuit of the Purple Moon Civilization.

About half a year passed in this way.

Those orthodox humans living in their spaceships finally calmed down a bit and began to slowly adapt to their new lives.

Li Qingsong's long-planned intelligence gathering work can finally begin.

The intelligence gathering work began quietly and subtly, using extremely gentle and casual methods that avoided triggering any stressful reactions in people.

A vast amount of intelligence, like rivers flowing into the sea, gradually accumulated in Li Qingsong's mind.

First, there was a wealth of information about life within the Purple Moon civilization.

"During the Purple Moon Civilization, all humans were imprisoned in a building and forbidden from leaving, just like being in prison."

Food and water were supplied through pipes at set times every day; there, we were treated like livestock kept in a pen.

"Sometimes there are performance assignments, and the Purple Moon people will take us to different spaceships. They have high requirements for the performances, requiring us to always be in high spirits and not to show any pain or sadness."

“If we disobey even slightly, the Purple Moon people will torture us in various ways, and even kill us in front of everyone.”

“They don’t treat us like human beings at all. In order to breed more humans for their amusement, they will force us to breed, and they will take the child away immediately after it is born, without even letting us see it.”

During their stories, people often break down in tears due to overwhelming fear and grief. Whenever this happens, Li Qingsong has to stop asking questions and carefully comfort them to gradually calm them down.

As he listened to all sorts of absurd and inhuman things, Li Qingsong's anger gradually built up.

My compatriots, whom I cherish and have been searching for in vain, are treated like pigs and dogs by your Purple Moon Civilization.
They are human beings! Intelligent life forms with wisdom and self-awareness! Not mindless livestock!
"Purple Moon Civilization... You're very good, very good. The information the Recorder Civilization gave me was indeed correct. I can't get rid of this grudge without destroying your civilization..."

Li Qingsong's determination grew stronger.

In addition to this information about the Purple Moon Civilization, Li Qingsong finally figured out how these people had been abducted by the Purple Moon Civilization.

—Although most of humanity at this moment was born in the Purple Moon Civilization and has no memory of Earth or human civilization, a few people have obtained the genetic modification of the Purple Moon Civilization and have survived from Earth to the present day.

This intelligence came from them.

"Back then, I remember the Gregorian calendar was still in use on Earth, it was around that time, it was..."

He pondered deeply and finally recalled that distant era: "It was probably around 2025, and there were still many countries on Earth."

I was an ordinary worker. One night, after finishing my shift, I was walking home in the dark when I suddenly fainted. When I woke up, I was in a room decorated entirely in silver and white, and then… I became a slave.

"I was arrested around 2012, and the process was similar. I suddenly lost consciousness and woke up here."

After analyzing data from thousands of human beings who have survived from Earth's time to the present, Li Qingsong discovered that these human captives were captured between 2000 and 2100.

Based on various statistics, it is estimated that over one million people were abducted during these 100 years.

An average of 10,000 people per year.

Li Qingsong knew that in those days, the earth was not yet unified, and many places were in war. The average number of missing persons each year was probably over a million.

A mere ten thousand people won't cause any ripples at all.

According to the Gregorian calendar, the time when we lost contact with humanity and human civilization as a whole disappeared will be around 2150.

"The Purple Moon Civilization arrived in the solar system around 2000, but did not show itself. Instead, it hid and secretly captured some humans as slaves."

After lasting for 100 years, the Purple Moon Civilization departed. Fifty years after the Purple Moon Civilization left, human civilization perished, or rather... disappeared.

For about a thousand years, the Lantuk civilization, through remote observation, failed to observe any signs of life in the solar system and thus concluded that the solar system was an uninhabited system.

Subsequently, hundreds of years after humanity disappeared, I visited Earth and found that there was no trace of human existence on Earth, which is consistent with the observations of the Lantuk civilization.

So... what role did the Purple Moon Civilization play in this process? Why did the Blue Turtle Civilization believe that there was no intelligent life in the solar system, yet the Purple Moon Civilization visited the solar system and captured so many human prisoners?

What exactly did they know, and what did they do?

The information he obtained from his fellow human beings not only failed to resolve Li Qingsong's doubts, but instead made him even more puzzled.

"We must catch up with the Purple Moon Civilization and wipe them out."

Li Qingsong's heart was filled with determination: "First, for revenge; second, to obtain intelligence; and third... to plunder all their technological data and advance to become a gravity civilization!"

Time continued to pass slowly. In the several residential spaceships, people's conditions gradually improved, their communication with the special clones deepened, and some eligible men and women even developed feelings for each other and entered into relationships.

Of course, for the special clones, all their reactions are just a script generated by the Primordial AI based on their character design and chaotic calculations. Li Qingsong is only responsible for controlling the clones and making them "perform" according to the script.

It's just that no one can tell.

Li Qingsong did not interfere with the emotional exchange between the special clones and their human counterparts, letting everything take its natural course.

There's a saying that goes something like this: if a bad person can pretend to be a good person for their entire life, and act like a good person without revealing any flaws, then he is a good person.

In any case, under their own control and the script generated by the Primordial AI, these clones will pretend to be normal people for their entire lives and will never reveal any flaws. So, to everyone else, they will be normal people.

Seeing his fellow humans gradually lower their guard and begin to resemble a normal human society, Li Qingsong felt a deep sense of satisfaction.

On this day, a human male who had fallen in love with a clone came to see his girlfriend again.

"Dandan, let's go play in the forest today. I heard the scenery there is beautiful and we can even go hunting."

"Okay, anywhere is fun as long as I'm with you."

The female clone, named "Dandan," happily agreed to her boyfriend's request, following the script generated by the original AI.

The two left the city in a flying vehicle and arrived at its edge. After changing into various equipment, they entered the forest hand in hand.

Laughter and cheerful conversation filled the air throughout the journey.

It wasn't until dusk that the two busied themselves setting up the tent and starting a fire. They roasted meat around the fire, embraced each other, and gazed up at the starry sky.

In the enchanting and romantic atmosphere, the two embraced and kissed tightly. It wasn't until the smell of burning meat came from the fire that they hurriedly separated and tried to salvage the charred meat.

After sharing the food, they looked at the charred marks on each other's mouths, hands, and faces, and burst into laughter.

Afterwards, the two sat down together again, enjoying the quiet atmosphere after dinner.

"Dandan, I am so happy."

"I am so happy."

"When I was with the aliens, I often wondered, 'Is this how my life is going to be?' I wasn't willing to accept it. I wanted to find someone I loved who loved me back, and live happily ever after. I kept enduring, kept persevering, and finally, finally, I met you..."

The woman called Dandan had eyes full of affection and love: "Now, you're back in our human world, and you'll never suffer again."

As if he had made up his mind, the man looked at her solemnly: "Dandan, do you want to be with me forever?"

"I think."

"Then...would you like to become one with me?"

"it is good."

The two embraced tightly again. Behind Dandan's back, out of sight, the man slowly opened his mouth, slowly biting Dandan's neck, and then bit down hard.

Ah!
Dandan cried out in pain and began to struggle, urgently asking, "What are you doing?" The man held Dandan tightly, preventing her from breaking free: "Trust me, Dandan, you must trust me. This way, we can become one..."

The original AI generated the subsequent script in real time.

Based on "Dandan's" character, she is currently blinded by love. Although she is in pain and scared, and cannot understand what her boyfriend is doing or why he is biting her neck, she still chooses to believe in the boyfriend she loves.

She stopped struggling and silently endured the pain.

Blood gushed out, and the man sucked it out forcefully. After sucking out a stream of blood, he forcefully "squeezed" it back in, as if he was trying to make the two of them truly "merge into one" in this way.

A wave of dizziness washed over the clone named Dandan, growing stronger and stronger. But after reaching a certain peak, she gradually began to regain consciousness.

The pain in my neck began to subside.

The original AI is still generating scripts in real time, while Li Qingsong is still controlling Dandan's performance according to the script.

"What did you do? What happened?"

The man looked at her affectionately: "Feel it carefully."

"Oh, this..."

Dandan felt as if something had been added to her body.

The next moment, this feeling followed the connection between Li Qingsong and the clone and instantly entered Li Qingsong's mind.

Li Qingsong was taken aback. The clone containing his original consciousness stood up instantly, his face full of solemnity.

He had a strange feeling that this special clone, which originally had no consciousness of its own and was merely performing according to the script generated by the Primordial AI under his control, seemed to have developed a little bit of its own consciousness!
This has happened before.

Magic Eye!

Depend on!
A storm of emotions surged within Li Qingsong in an instant.

While controlling Dandan to continue performing according to the script, Li Qingsong began making arrangements in another habitation spaceship.

A total of 10,000 clones entered the habitation spaceship. Then, the spaceship was gradually moved away from the main fleet until the distance reached 100 million kilometers, and thousands of warships were deployed around it to ensure that the habitation spaceship could be reduced to interstellar dust at any time. Only then did Li Qingsong begin the next step.

Dozens of large telescopes slowly rotated, all aiming at a direction that Li Qingsong had previously considered taboo.

Magic Eye Galaxy.

At this moment, technological capabilities have reached the pinnacle of advanced nuclear physics, far surpassing the observational abilities available when the energy levels were still low. After simple data processing, a much larger, more exquisite, and more realistic image of the Magic Eye Galaxy was generated.

It was presented to 10,000 clones through a giant screen that was 150 meters long and 85 meters wide.

The next moment, a desire, not under Li Qingsong's control, arose simultaneously in the minds of these more than 10,000 clones to look at the images of the Magic Eye Galaxy a little longer.

Li Qingsong let them be.

As a result, the consciousness that did not belong to Li Qingsong grew stronger and stronger in their minds, while the connection with Li Qingsong became weaker and weaker, until it was completely severed several days later.

These 10,000 clones have been actively transformed into the Demon Eye by Li Qingsong.

The next moment, an army of hundreds of thousands of robots entered, ignoring the cries, pleas, and struggles of the clones, and forcibly took them into the biological laboratory to conduct various examinations and experiments.

Using these demonic eye creatures as consumables, Li Qingsong quickly developed a device that detects whether someone has been infected by the demonic eye or transformed into a demonic eye creature by measuring a special marker in their blood.

For a nuclear-powered civilization, manufacturing such a detection device would not be difficult.

There are no technical obstacles. The only obstacle is whether Li Qingsong has considered this aspect.

Now, Li Qingsong has an idea.

Therefore, Li Qingsong immediately retrieved the biological traces left behind by the more than 200 million human compatriots during various medical treatments and physical examinations.

When Li Qingsong placed the first biological sample on the testing table, he took a deep breath, his hands even trembling slightly.

But he was not swayed by his emotions and began the testing without the slightest delay.

When the results of the first biological specimen test came out, Li Qingsong felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His heart was in uncontrollable pain, and even breathing seemed difficult.

The test results clearly show that the owner of this biological specimen has been infected by the Demon Eye.

Moreover, it is a complete infection.

Even now, Li Qingsong still harbored a sliver of hope. He controlled thousands of devices, simultaneously collecting thousands of biological samples, and began testing again.

One portion, two portions, three portions, one hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand...

This continued until all two million biological samples had been examined.

All...infected.

The infection they contracted was relatively recent, only a few hundred years ago. Extrapolating, it's approximately...

Back then, under pressure from the Yunluo civilization, they forced the Ziyue civilization to reach an agreement with them to transfer human prisoners.

Looking at these test results, Li Qingsong felt as if a thousand tiny knives were simultaneously churning his heart.

Recalling the scene of carefully setting up the living spaceship before bringing back these fellow humans, and recalling the scene of carefully taking care of these suffering human compatriots during this time, Li Qingsong felt so heartbroken that he could hardly breathe.

Something in my mind seemed to shatter.

Li Qingsong felt empty, as if his spirit had lost its anchor.

"Purple Moon Civilization, Purple Moon Civilization, I want you dead, I want you dead!!!"

Li Qingsong frantically pounded on the steel table in front of him, his fists so raw that the flesh was torn apart, revealing the white bone beneath. His mouth was clenched so tightly that his lips bled profusely.

Because this body is where the original consciousness resides, all the pain was truly transmitted to Li Qingsong's consciousness.

But he seemed not to notice at all.

At this moment, all that remained in his mind was an uncontrollable rage, pain, and sorrow, like a volcanic eruption.

Of the five habitable spaceships, some were in broad daylight. The streets were bustling with people, filled with laughter and chatter. In schools, children played happily, and in restaurants, diners clinked glasses and enjoyed themselves.

Some are at night.

The starry sky was vast, and most people were already asleep. Some energetic young people, either alone or in groups, were scattered among the natural beauty that Li Qingsong had carefully arranged for them, enjoying the tranquility of the night.

In the past, seeing this scene would always bring a knowing smile to Li Qingsong's lips. But now, his heart was filled with only icy coldness.

They are not their own compatriots.

They are all demonic eyes.

Li Qingsong knew that the Demon Eye was adept at disguise and extremely cunning. Moreover, it possessed an incredibly resilient heart and would never truly surrender to any other being. Even if it endured the most agonizing torture, or even faced death, it would never reveal a single piece of information that might harm the Demon Eye.

They don't care about their own lives at all.

Interrogating or torturing them is pointless.

Under Li Qingsong's control, the five residential spaceships, which had been painstakingly built, gradually left the main fleet and joined the biological experimental ship from before.

A total of six large habitation spacecraft were deployed, and Li Qingsong placed a total of 20 high-yield hydrogen bombs around and in the center.

Simply press this button, and 20 high-yield hydrogen bombs will detonate, completely destroying these six large habitation ships, turning them into the finest interstellar dust, and utterly dissipating them into the universe.

Those two million-plus demon-eyed creatures will also perish completely.

At this moment, the hand, still bleeding and with exposed bone, seemed to weigh a ton.

Li Qingsong trembled as he struggled to raise his hand and slammed it hard on the button with all his might.

A bright and dazzling fireball, as bright as a star, suddenly burst forth in the vast and deep space, lasting for a few seconds before slowly disappearing.

The explosion point no longer exists on a macroscopic scale; only a cloud of high-temperature plasma slowly spreads out, like a nebula.

The few habitable spaceships that Li Qingsong had painstakingly built, along with the dream in his heart, were buried together.

After switching his consciousness to another clone, Li Qingsong's expression returned to calm and determination, seemingly free from any emotional fluctuations.

The massive fleet continued to accelerate, taking several years to return to the H11 Piscis Austrinus system.

Those billions of intelligent beings have been working here for over a decade, completing about 10% of the tasks they assigned.

With Li Qingsong's involvement, the pace of various tasks accelerated immediately, and the entire project was completed in just 20 years.

The battlefield has been cleared. All valuable remnants of spaceships, warships, and various facilities left behind by the Purple Moon civilization have been recovered and are being analyzed in various laboratories and research institutes.

The radius of that shooting star has also returned to its peak of 150 kilometers.

Without any hesitation, the entire massive fleet immediately began to accelerate, tracking the direction in which the Purple Moon Civilization fleet had previously departed.

"I've said it before, Purple Moon Civilization, I want every single one of you to die!"

(End of this chapter)