Girl dies in her dream life every day

As for the research and development of Lingxi medicine...the Federation has basically given up, and it is all carried out by privately sponsored laboratories, and even Chen Sirui has several of them.

"Yes, although this plan failed, it still has epoch-making significance. It helped us understand the true ability users... and also led to the subsequent ability user disaster incident."

Chen Sirui looked at Xixi with a half-smile, "Everyone knows that it was the Sage who solved this incident...but what about the source of the incident? Where is the source...?"

Xixi frowned slightly. She probably knew what Chen Sirui was thinking, but she didn't quite agree with it. "Sage...there is no reason to do this."

"Who knows?" Chen Sirui shrugged, looked around, and said to everyone, "I accidentally got a little Xi not long ago. Some small things left by the sage were found in the ruins of the No. 1 ground tower.

"I have always had a close relationship with the Ancient Monuments Association. After they discovered the incident, they did not dare to touch me easily and asked me to help them solve the matter. But since this is related to the Sage, how can I handle it privately? So I thought of you all."

The purpose of this trip was finally revealed, and the reporters suddenly realized that they were invited to serve as witnesses.

We are all smart people, and we can more or less guess what Chen Sirui's purpose is regarding recent events.

But this matter... is indeed very topical and will definitely trigger a round of hot topics. No media outlet dares to miss it, for fear of being preempted by others.

So, everyone nodded tacitly, signaling Chen Sirui to continue.

The remains of the No. 1 ground tower were severely damaged and almost completely paralyzed due to the disaster that year, so it is almost the least intact one among all the ancient monuments.

There weren't many valuable things inside, and only a small amount of materials were transferred after the disaster, leaving most of the discarded items inside.

Therefore, it is possible that the wise man really forgot to take something away.

Even Ling Ling herself, after hearing what Chen Sirui said, was thinking carefully whether she really left something in there accidentally...

Unused tissues? Half-finished drafts? Half-prepared potions?

Well... based on her memory, she shouldn't have left anything important behind. It could only be some discarded items that don't matter whether you take them with you or not.

Chen Sirui smiled mysteriously and said, "When you all get there...it will become clear."

Once they see the forged experimental records, given the personalities of these media outlets, in order to compete with each other, they will definitely dig up the things left behind by the sage in the ancient monuments.

Chen Sirui had already secretly made some arrangements in various important historical sites, so that they could be "discovered" by the media in a "shocking" way.

By then, even if some people still have doubts about this experimental record, faced with the emergence of so much "evidence", they can only helplessly accept this "fact".

Of course, if we continue to dig deeper, we will definitely find out that these are all fake, but how long will it take?

Ten cycles? Fifty cycles? Even half a day and night?

Anyway, the Sage's plan for the ground tower has definitely failed. In any case, his goal has been achieved. After the Sage clears his name, she will find that she has lost all power.

No one would listen to her repeatedly proposing the same unfeasible plan. She would be a statue enshrined in a high position, but just a statue.

Humanity's tower civilization will surely enter a new era.

The reporters certainly did not expect Chen Sirui's series of plans. They instinctively felt that this testimony might be disadvantageous to the sage.

However, after three days and nights of decentralization, the sage had lost the basis of his fanaticism and was treated more rationally.

Therefore, none of the reporters present raised any objections, and even the official media, which should have been closest to the sage, acquiesced in Chen Sirui's approach.

"Let's go, everyone, please witness... the truth of history."

Chen Sirui bowed to everyone, then smiled and extended his hand as an invitation.

Everyone's expression was quite solemn, except for Ling Ling, whose expression beneath the mask was extremely subtle.

"...Can unused tissues also be the truth of history?"

......

In the ruins of the No. 1 ground tower, Aaron stood at the ticket counter in a daze, with several new colleagues from the Ancient Monuments Association next to him.

The colleague who replaced him resigned for unknown reasons. Aaron went to his house but couldn't find him, so he had no choice but to come back to work.

He hasn't quit his job at the Ancient Monuments Association yet. The high value of the jade doesn't mean he can just run away. Besides, it will take some time to sell it.

Before Aaron could continue this tiring work, several colleagues were temporarily transferred over to assist him in receiving a certain important person.

This task was originally to be taken over by another colleague, but inexplicably it fell back on Aaron's head.

Of course, no matter how big a person is, he is just here to visit the ruins.

This relic might have had a lot of political value a dozen or twenty days ago, and some high-ranking federal officials liked to come and show their faces, but now who would pay attention to a dilapidated and abandoned relic?

Aaron didn't take it seriously, his mind was still full of thoughts on how to sell the jade in his hand.

After a while, Chen Sirui and a group of reporters took a flying vehicle and landed near the ruins of the No. 1 ground tower.

Because the Calamity Engine has been mass-produced nowadays, the narrow and small aircraft that Luo Xue had ridden before, which could only accommodate two people and could not fly far, has become a thing of the past.

Nowadays, the application of aircraft in suspended towers is already quite widespread. There are even public aircraft that fly fixed routes between the routes of various suspended towers.

Docking with the ground no longer requires dropping directly from a suspended tower. Instead, when the suspended tower sails to a fixed position, docking can be done directly using a "ground elevator".

Even maintenance and care can be carried out directly in the airspace. Even when it is in a dormant state, only most of the resource-consuming facilities are shut down and nothing is done on the ground.

When ordinary people like Aaron work on the ground, they travel back and forth via the ground elevator. Anyway, they don't have a fixed residence in any suspended tower, so when they go back, all they need is a normally functioning suspended tower.

Generally speaking, although each suspended tower has its own controller, the residents of all suspended towers belong to the federation.

When Aaron saw that the visitor actually had a free-flying vehicle instead of coming to the ground through the docking of the "ground elevator", he held his breath instantly.

In addition, there were many media reporters on the aircraft who often appeared on the screen. Aaron suddenly realized that this visit to the tower...might not be that simple.

But what does this have to do with him, a small staff member?

Several other colleagues from the Ancient Monuments Association were also a little nervous. It seemed that they also recognized the identity of this group of people.

While Chen Sirui was still chatting with the reporters, his assistant walked briskly to Aaron and said, "Twenty-six tickets, thank you. We are going to the eighth floor of the tower."

"Um..."

Aaron blankly glanced at his assistant's face and deducted the corresponding points from his credit account. Then he realized, "The eighth floor? Sir, the eighth floor is not allowed to enter..."

The assistant frowned slightly. This seemed to be different from what was agreed upon before, but he still said patiently, "We have already informed the Ancient Monuments Association. We are going to the eighth floor."

"Ah, but if so many people want to go, it will definitely be dangerous." Aaron said again, "Unless we take another route...but that will destroy the ancient monuments."

To go to the eighth floor, one needs to take the gravity elevator, and the first, second and third floors have been in disrepair for many years, and even most of the floors are rotten, and the floors will be broken if you are not careful.

If you don't want to encounter this kind of danger, you can only demolish some of the honeycomb rooms on the first floor. Most of the floors of the honeycomb rooms are still relatively intact and will not break after a few steps.

"That's none of my business," the assistant said with a dissatisfied look on his face. "Anyway, the Historic Association said it's no problem. You figure it out on your own."

The assistant paused and continued, "We are from the Tower Society."

"The Tower will..."

Aaron's eyes widened slightly. This was a non-governmental organization that had been gaining popularity recently. It was said that it was very likely to be absorbed by the federation as one of its subordinate departments.

If that's the case, a monument association is nothing...

The Ancient Monuments Association belongs to a department that claims to be exiled, not to mention that they are the least popular association in this department.

"All right..."

Aaron nodded reluctantly. He finally understood why his superiors sent some colleagues to assist him...

Apart from the fact that their host was the popular Tower Club, it was probably the association's tacit approval for them to violently demolish the honeycomb rooms on the first floor of the tower.

They looked at each other and knew what to do.

As a department that is supposed to protect historical sites...it is forced to actively destroy them. It can only be said that it is a helpless act.

Who made it possible for there to be a wise man who had lived for thirty days and nights?

Her existence almost made the entire History Department meaningless, because in their opinion, the history worth studying is just an insignificant corner in the memory of the Sage. All the great historical heroes are not worth mentioning in front of the Sage.

If you want to know what happened in history, you don’t need to study any ancient monuments. Just ask the Sage directly. She knows everything as she has experienced the transformation of human civilization.

After several staff members of the Ancient Monuments Association left, the assistant walked back into the crowd and reported the situation to Chen Sirui in a low voice.

After listening to this, Chen Sirui smiled and looked at everyone, saying, "Everyone, please be patient. The staff has gone to make some arrangements. We will wait here for a while."

The reason why it is not done in advance is that we are worried that we will be too well prepared and it will be easy for others to find a handle on us.

Even though lies will eventually be exposed, Chen Sirui hopes that the day when the truth comes out will be as far away as possible.

All the reporters nodded. Even the president of the Tower Club had no objection. So what if they waited here for a while?

Only Ling Ling looked thoughtfully in the direction where the staff left, nodded thoughtfully, and showed a bit of helplessness at the corner of her mouth, "Alas, it's a pity to tear it down like this..."

Chapter 257: Ruins Confrontation

As the person who is most familiar with the ruins of the No. 1 ground tower, Ling Ling certainly knows what the two staff members want to do.

She didn't feel anything. After all, this relic had been abandoned for a long time and was almost useless. Even if it was completely demolished, it would not have any impact.

It's just a pity.

but...

Lingling looked up, some memories of the past flashing in her eyes.

The suspended tower at that time was a true suspended tower. It sailed at an altitude of 5,000 meters with a tower-like structure, carefully avoiding the areas most ravaged by natural disasters, and existed in the world like a hanging wire.

Today's suspended tower is more like a complete city than a tower, a mobile city sailing above the sky.

In the past, the suspended tower relied on only one natural disaster engine to support the entire tower base. Every adjustment was a gamble with life, and each natural disaster engine was the most precious wealth of mankind.

Nowadays, even the smallest suspended towers are equipped with more than three disaster engines.

Moreover, humans no longer have to live in dark towers. The fully covered transparent dome is enough to protect against most natural disasters. Except for some functional suspended towers, most of them are no different from being on the ground.

Moreover, preparations are now being made to develop a day-night dome that will allow for a normal alternation of day and night in 24 hours a day, without having to be affected by eternal day or eternal night.

If it really succeeds, the entire human civilization will surely enter a new stage - in short, this is an era of progress, everything is full of vigor and vitality, which seems a bit out of place with Lingling, a 3,000-year-old man.

Ling Ling only has some nostalgia for the past memories of this tower ruins that has stood for thirty days and nights. After all, this is not her real hometown. She has feelings for it... but not much.

but...

Lingling turned her head slightly and saw Celis with eyes full of curiosity, and sighed slightly in her heart.

She wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing.

Celis, the late Celis, the governor of the ruins of the first ground tower and the first owner of this tragic tower after Gao Tong.

Her name is buried in the dust of history, and not many people remember her. A girl who loved the sky disappeared silently, and only Lingling has been silently guarding her descendants until today.

This lively little Celis is about the 150th generation of her direct line. There are not many of her descendants left now. In other words, if there were no Lingling, there would probably be no descendants at all.

In thirty days and nights, so many things can happen...

After many years, Ling Ling was a little dazed when she saw the old things again, which evoked her memories. It was not until Celis beside her tugged at her clothes that she finally came to her senses.

"Sister Ling, it's time to go in."

"Ah... okay."

Lingling nodded slightly apologetically to everyone present, and then quietly followed behind Sissi with Celis.

Chen Sirui looked at the mysterious woman suspiciously a few more times, but still couldn't find any strange clues. It seemed that she was just an ordinary person that could be seen everywhere.

Even though he intuitively felt that something was wrong, he really had no way of finding out the problem. Chen Sirui could only nod to a few people, and then, led by his assistant and several staff members, gradually approached the ruins of the No. 1 ground tower.

There were fewer people before, so they used the small hatch that was newly installed at the back. But now there are more people, and because of the special nature of this visit, several staff members directly used the main hatch that was used when docking with the ground.

As the main cabin door rumbled, the mechanical device that had not been operated for many years made an obscure sound. This ancient movement seemed to awaken the sleeping corpse, and what appeared before everyone was a tragic scene abandoned by the times.

The dilapidated cabin was covered with broken pieces and some shocking dried bloodstains. The walls on both sides seemed to have been torn apart by some huge force. Looking deeper into the cabin, it was dark and gloomy, looking extremely depressing.

"People three thousand years ago... lived in a place like this?" Celis finally couldn't help but complain to Ling Ling in a low voice, "It's not even as good as the 'ranch' in the city..."

The ranch refers to the place on the suspended towers where poultry and beasts are mass-produced. The sealed environment is indeed somewhat similar to the suspended towers of the old times, but it is cleaner and brighter.

"...That's about right." Ling Ling really had nothing much to say. You know, this kind of situation was what the people of the past dreamed of.

You don't have to be bothered by natural disasters, you won't die inexplicably, you can survive as long as you work hard...

Of course, modern humans probably cannot understand the group of “wastelanders”. After the second catastrophe, the wastelanders were either trapped in disaster or connected to suspended towers.

After all, after the Scourge Engine goes into mass production, the capacity of the suspended tower is no longer limited.

On the contrary, the rapidly expanding suspended tower is quite short of labor. Helping the refugees is not entirely for the welfare of mankind, but more importantly to supplement the labor force.

Of course, looking at it from today's perspective, even if this high tower on the ground is intact, it is no different from scrap metal... not to mention flying in the sky on it.

"Don't be nervous, everyone. Although the No. 1 ground tower is old, its overall structure is still very sound. If we replace it with a new natural disaster engine, it will probably not be a problem to suspend it in the air again."

Seeing that the reporters seemed to be retreating, Chen Sirui smiled and comforted them.