To Four Thousand Years Later

Go online, it's cool. Forty-two took a sip of the Coke he found in the refrigerator, and sighed deeply and contentedly.

As a severe Internet addict, he has been disconnected from the Internet for three thousand years. I drank the fat house happy water before, and now I finally managed to touch the Internet. Forty-two used his collar to connect to the information center, and the whole person seemed to have entered the virtual world. If you want to describe that wonderful feeling, it is a bit similar to a dual-screen computer, but it is different. It took more than half an hour just to set up the avatar he wanted to use.

After that, One Forty Two emerged in a thriving new world. Behaviors such as calling out pages directly, or querying text and image data on personal terminals, may have been integrated into the details of their lives, as natural as eating water.

In other words...human beings in this era are not just technologically advanced. Even the living habits have completely surpassed the world of forty-two. Entered a more "convenient" area. The feeling of that world is very similar to that of the other shore—it also enters a virtual world in the form of a consciousness. But the difference is that when he opens the door, what he connects to is not a logical node, but wherever he wants to go.

Afterwards, he tried to watch a 4D movie, and then visited an online shopping website. When he was watching a movie, he seemed to have really come to a movie theater; and when he was browsing an online shopping website but slowly picked one by one—after he confirmed what he wanted to buy, the products sold by the merchants in front of him , instantly became what Forty Two wanted. The basic styles of many spaces, including shopping streets, can also be switched by changing the skin. He can be connected to the public space, and he can also enter his own private space at any time. You can even invite friends you know into your personal space.

He can also watch the live broadcast—from the first-person or bystander perspective; he can also drive a fighter plane to dive into the sea of ​​insects in the game hall. He can quickly access the information, and directly pay—that overwhelming information and extremely dense online entertainment, which made Forty-two a little dazzled for a while.

Like a child entering the city for the first time, he happily studied "what else can it do?"

When Forty withdrew from the online world again, seven hours had passed. Now noon has passed. on tall buildings. The sun opened as usual. Forty-two disconnected himself from the physical link of the "interactive information center personal version terminal. Drinking Coke slowly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. See, the sky is actually blue.

Forty-two took a sip of the warmed Coke, felt his dry throat, remained silent and his heart was surging. All of a sudden, Forty-Two was a little worried. As if he was still in the era of recording knowledge with stone slabs yesterday, today he has entered a new generation that can directly record knowledge... What he originally expected was to browse the Internet and read the news, so that he could integrate into the world as soon as possible. this era.

But he was pleasantly surprised to discover a new world. A world that made him feel a little strange.

But Forty-Two is not tired of this feeling of ignorance.

After his birth in this life, until today's dawn, what Forty-Two saw was only half of the world. Those who just live in the physical world. And in another world adjacent to it, there is also the spiritual world of human beings.

That is the real "spiritual world". Perhaps the people of this era are not aware of what they have done, but they have come step by step from the ancient times. Forty-two, who watched over the growth of civilization, clearly knew why. Because human beings want more and don't want to turn the knife on their fellow man.

People always yearn for infinity.

Human desires are endless, and the human spirit is always moving upwards. When people realize that the limited physical space is so narrow and the speed of technological growth is so slow, it cannot accommodate people's expanding, free, and infinitely growing thoughts, some people choose war to fight for the limited space.

The people in this world have created another infinite world to temporarily accommodate their own spirits, waiting for the arrival of a better world. With the growth of what humans know and want. The virtual world composed of information is also expanding and infinitely optimized. That is the second world that is enough to accommodate human beings and make them suspend disputes and dissatisfaction.

An infinite world. Human beings in this world will never give in, never step forward, and never be satisfied with the hardships of reality. But they can always face the root of the problem at the most critical time, never evade or get lost. Never show anger. Once they were led by Forty-Two.

But now, they have found their own path.

"Is this... the golden human?" Forty-two murmured.

Some say that this is the embryo of the golden race.

the next step. Just unite all people...completely end the struggle within humanity and unite its purposes, desires, wills.

Then the golden seeds will hatch in the mortal soil. A new era is coming. For the first time, Forty-Two felt it so personally. What kind of changes I have brought to this world—and a very clear awareness of what I want to do in this life.

It was also the first time he felt that he had returned to this world. It's no longer going to a strange place with a mission, it's no longer going back to history...but going back to the era that I'm familiar with. And this whole world is built by him brick by brick.

He lit the fire of wisdom. Turn ignorance into civilization. Lay the foundation stone in the chaos and bring light to the dark world. He watches over humanity until the dawn comes and the sun rises. Until the stars don't need to bow to the moon. Until the mortal raises his head is the light Until the era of light comes again. Make it more prosperous in his memory. This is very different from the history he has seen. But the same glory, the same beauty... the same wave people love. An unforgettable and wonderful world.

"I am Zheng Fu.

Whispering, the corners of his eyes were a little moist. Forty-two took another deep breath, closed his eyes and called out in a low voice: "This is my world. Oh world... I'm back.

"Welcome back. Your Majesty. At this moment, Baimon's voice rang softly in his ears: "I'll wait for a long time. "