My dream connects to three thousand years later.

Chapter 224 Lin Xinzhu's True Identity (Fourth Update)
"You can spread your faith, and it's okay for people to believe in the existence of gods in their ignorance!"

But if a god were to actually appear before them, even if that god was a superhuman in disguise and genuinely displayed extraordinary power, then there would be a problem.

This is chaotic, but please, Uncle, you must believe us! This is our hard-won experience, learned through trial and error at the cost of our lives. For this… we have sacrificed hundreds of millions of lives!
Knowing the extraordinary is a breeding ground for information pollution.

There are less than a million ordinary people left... They are all ordinary people who have been raised in a greenhouse and know nothing about the extraordinary!
We can only continuously select the talented from among them and help them become extraordinary.

"Ordinary people cannot cease to exist, because only ordinary people can give birth to extraordinary beings! The reproductive capacity of extraordinary beings is far, far lower than that of ordinary people... Moreover, the more powerful a person is, the more difficult it is for them to conceive."

The superhumans are an isolated system. If no other superhumans are born... or even if no new superhumans go out of control and are killed, it means that we lose the resources for further cultivation and are locked at the limit!
The biggest problem now is that, due to suspected information pollution and knowledge activation, genetic pollution has been created... and even the fertility of ordinary people is gradually being locked up!
From this perspective, if we cannot find a final solution, all our current struggles are merely delaying the extinction of humanity!

"But at the same time, we can't let ordinary people know too much! Because if they know too much, they will become extinct prematurely..."

Chu Zhu fell silent, and for some inexplicable reason, he thought of this strange future society.

So... what exactly are ordinary people in the eyes of those extraordinary beings?
Chives?
Chu Zhu slightly raised his head. He seemed to have gleaned his niece's perspective from Lin Xinzhu's words, and then gradually realized how the truly high-ranking extraordinary individuals of the Great Qian Dynasty viewed these ordinary people...

"It seems that this is their final vision for the current state of society in the Great Qian Dynasty! Well… after all, maybe this program has already been entered into Nuwa's mind! And then, when Nuwa was building the new civilization… um…" Chu Zhu patted his cheek, unsure what expression to make. He felt a slight headache coming on!
The social structure he had previously loathed was perhaps something that many powerful figures of the previous civilization had tried every means to obtain but could never achieve—after realizing this, Chu Zhu only felt a sense of dark humor.

He then continued reading...

"Our extraterrestrial immigration plan has been initially implemented!"

But the immigrant spaceship mysteriously disappeared when it crossed the Kuiper Belt, just before leaving the solar system... as if it had never existed! Not even a message was sent back.

We had actually anticipated this, because we had used detection instruments before, but they all disappeared when crossing the Kuiper Belt... We just had no other choice now! That's why we had to use a spaceship...

The original intention was that even if they sacrificed themselves for this, at least they could send back some useful information...

But still nothing!
Currently, within our remaining scientific community, there are two main hypotheses:

One possibility is that alien invaders are currently stationed outside the solar system! For some reason, they haven't been able to enter… but if we were to go outside, we would be locked on and destroyed. The puzzling point is, why are they staying outside the solar system? And why can't we find any trace of them?
Another possibility is that the edge of the solar system might be a strange, illusory landscape... or perhaps a trap! I tend to believe this one, because it could explain why they disappeared without being able to send any information! Perhaps they didn't even realize they had fallen into a trap before they died.

What a pity! Even if we were to arrive at this answer through trial and error, human civilization, already in its twilight years, has no way to create a completely new alien spaceship, or rather, an alien research vessel, to explore the truth.

"All our resources are now staked on the continuation of civilization..."

"One more thing, Uncle Chu! I secretly upgraded your privileges to level eight! That's the second highest level, just below the highest privileges."

Supreme authority—this requires a vote at the East Asia Conference to pass! Because the cause of your death is rather… therefore, it definitely won't pass. For now, this is the only option.

As an aside, the cause of your death was also... I'm not sure what your future situation will be, or if your strength level is insufficient to know, so I won't say.

Everything I've achieved so far is the limit of what I, as the creator of Nuwa, can do.

That's all for now! I'll continue to record whatever comes to mind in the future.

Then, it was gone.

"...Don't tell me you'll get into trouble after you finish writing this diary!" Although Chu Zhu was reluctant, she felt that this was perhaps the only reasonable explanation.

Even though Lin Xinzhu didn't deliberately bring it up, and her words even carried a vibrant confidence and energy, Chu Zhu was quite suspicious that it was because Lin Xinzhu had joined the Time Club and knew the truth, which was why she still maintained her confidence under such dire circumstances.

The situation may have gotten as bad as it could possibly be!

With genes locked and information contaminated... under such circumstances, there are fewer than a million humans left!

If it weren't for the assistance of artificial intelligence, the human population at this stage would probably have caused civilization to regress to feudalism or even slavery... because at this level of population, even the steam industry's supply chain couldn't be sustained!
but……

Is Lin Xinzhu actually the builder of Nuwa?

Chu Zhu stared quietly at the last page, closed his eyes, and remained silent for a long, long time. Suddenly realizing something, he opened his eyes again: "Nuwa Seventeen, could you describe... exactly when I died?"

The little mushroom-headed boy tilted his head, thought for a while, and then shook his head: "Sorry! This kind of information is highly corrupted, and with your current strength, you are not qualified to know." "???" Chu Zhu almost couldn't hold back. No, it's one thing that he's not strong enough to know the cause of death, but he can't even know the time of death?
Chu Zhu held back for a while, trying to calm herself down. Okay, no matter what, at least the permissions were met this time! That's the biggest victory!
Level 8! What does that even mean?
Second only to the highest level of authority!
Chu Zhu couldn't help but feel a little wistful at this moment. Even in the real world, no matter how hard you work or how famous you become, the improvement in your privileges is ultimately not as good as having someone directly pull strings to get you in.

"I just don't know what level of authority the Emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty has!" Chu Zhu began to ponder. He suspected that the Emperor's authority might not even be as high as his own... It was a very simple logic. Putting himself in Lin Xinzhu's shoes, or rather, the East Asian government's position, granting a potential successor of a post-civilization authority that was only second to the highest level would already be quite merciful to the post-civilization!

As for granting the highest level of access upon direct contact with the other party… even a biological father wouldn't go that far! Even for Chu Zhu, with his niece pulling strings for him, this is the current situation…

If that's the case.

Chu Zhu's expression was strange. He felt that when he went to the Imperial Ancestral Temple in the capital in the future, the scene would become very subtle and interesting.

He even inexplicably began to hallucinate: "Emperor, you won't be angry if you see how the goddess Nuwa treats me, will you?"

"..."

"Holy crap! You still have too much imagination."

Shaking his head, Chu Zhu forcibly pulled his thoughts back, stared intently at the little mushroom in front of him, and asked, "Nuwa No. 17, how strong do I need to become to know?"

"Please come back to ask after you become stronger!" The little mushroom-headed boy seemed to be stuck in a vicious cycle, repeating the sentence earnestly.

"???" Chu Zhu stared at the little mushroom-headed boy for a while, but didn't get angry in vain. She rubbed her temples, feeling a headache coming on. "Then please introduce yourself, Lin Xinzhu! Remove everything that can't be said... and just say what can be said!"

Chu Zhu instinctively assumed that, despite everything he had said, Nuwa No. 17 would still cause some trouble. But to his surprise…

Name: Lin Xinzhu! Date of birth: August 7, 20●●.

●●Club member.

●●●● Member, codename: Fool.

The chief person in charge of the Spark Project.

Chief designer of the surviving escape spacecraft.

Academician of the Chinese Academy of Artificial Intelligence!
He previously served as the head of Jinling Academy (1979-1980), the head of the Artificial Intelligence Institute (1980-1985), the lord of Kyushu Island in East Asia (1985-1990), the lord of Xijing City-State in East Asia (1990-1997), the deputy secretary-general of the East Asian United Front, the permanent secretary of the World Federation, and the head of the Lunar Three Cities Base (1997-???).

Strength Level: Realm ●!

Extraordinary type: Immortal cultivator

Supernatural power name: Gravity
Time of death: ? ? ?

Chu Zhu stared at the string of messages, almost thinking she was seeing things. She subconsciously rubbed her eyes, looked at them again, and then gasped, "Holy crap!"

Although Chu Zhu had already guessed that Lin Xinzhu was definitely not simple, after all, his previous remarks about superhumans and ordinary people were from a superior perspective.

But now it seems... this is no longer a question of whether or not there is a ruling class! This is a genuine existence standing at the pinnacle of human civilization.

This person has the potential to transform into a dragon!

and……

"...The Fool?" Chu Zhu's eyes twitched violently. If he remembered correctly, this should be the title given to him by the Golden Dawn, right? In other words, the next Fool is Lin Xinzhu? Or are there several Fools in between?
So this blacked-out area is the Golden Dawn? And the area in front is the Time Club?
So, could you explain to him... what is the Golden Dawn during this period?
Has the relationship with the Time Club been reconciled? Or has the Time Club completely crushed them, infiltrated them, and turned them into a member of the Time Club's ranks?
Chu Zhu recalled Kevin, who had previously joined the Time Club. She ran her fingers through her hair, flipped back to the beginning of the diary twice to make sure nothing was missing, sighed, and left.

After thinking for a while, Chu Zhu got up, just as he was about to leave the base to see this familiar yet unfamiliar era outside, when he suddenly thought of something: "Nuwa No. 17".

Ignoring the little mushroom-headed boy's reply, "I'm here," Chu Zhu's expression turned serious. He carefully chose his words and said, "My dear niece, and also your builder, Lin Xinzhu, did you leave anything for me?"

(End of this chapter)