Chapter 1375

When spaan walked in, Ji Shanqing heard it, but he was too lazy to look back. He was lying beside the medical cabin, his chin on the back of his hand, staring at Lin Sanjiu who was asleep in the cabin in a daze. People living on the earth under their feet may not know that with just one bite, their world will be swallowed up by a huge black hole.

The only one who knows is sparan, who pulled up his chair and sat down at the moment.

Sister's life was saved, and all other injuries were not a problem. At present, her body and ability are only in temporary chaos. All of them can be restored to the original data, and are gradually being restored to the original data.

However, Ji Shanqing still dare not recall his mood a few minutes ago. Fortunately, the world under his feet was not swallowed by him, and he was not swallowed by himself - he could still see the moment when his sister opened her eyes, and he would not be afraid of the moment when her sister opened her eyes to see him.

"... the wounded are now stable." Spaan looked at Lin San Jiu and said, "will she wake up soon?"

Ji Shanqing really wanted to wave his eyes away like a fly, but he didn't move or make a sound.

"Xiaojiu has two companions in each other's hands and needs rescue."

"Where do you think exodus is going now?" Ji Shanqing finally couldn't help it. Tengdi straightened up and said, "just be ready to go down and save people."

Spaan smiled, which was very annoying.

After this period of time, they have found out some general outlines of dealing with each other; Ji Shanqing is clear about the moves of spaan, but she will still be stimulated to react - as long as he puts on the attitude of "you see, I know how to think from her perspective", Ji Shanqing can't stand it.

Fortunately, this man knows to stop when he sees good. Spaan sat back and asked, "do you think those two people are still alive?"

"When such a large spacecraft rises, they are not blind. They must know that the evolutors did not die in the nuclear explosion. Of course, the hostages must be taken." Ji Shanqing coldly lowered his eyes, focused on his sister again, and said, "even if we are really all dead, they can't kill the two evolutors for a while. As far as I know, they seem to be particularly interested in the internal organs of the evolutors, especially the kidneys."

Spaan put his fingers into his blond hair, put them behind his head, and breathed out dumbly. "It seems that adrenaline gave them a lot of misunderstanding..."

Ji Shanqing is not interested in listening to others' exclamations.

When the two men were silent, the sound of abnormal engine operation became louder after Exodus was broken by half of the power system. Looking out of the observation window of the medical room, the earth with a few clouds seemed to freeze and motionless. When you can't see people, there seems to be no problem in the world.

It was not until Ji Shanqing heard his voice that he realized that he was talking.

Except for spaan, it seems that no one can make a qualified echo board - and he really stung a lot of words.

"I don't know how to speak to my sister," he said to himself. "When she wakes up, she will only be more persistent in changing the world, and it's impossible to walk away. Of course, change is not a problem... Even if it turns into AI rule, or returns to prehistoric times, it's just a difference in technical operation and time consumption."

Of course, he did not mention the data body to spaan, but spaan never questioned his ability.

"... what you worry about is after the change?" The blonde man looked out of the window and whispered the second half.

The so-called "worry" is, of course, exaggerated. For Ji Shanqing, all human joys and sorrows, dreams and destinies are data that can be deleted with one click. He cares because Lin Sanjiu cares.

"Right. The change caused by the short-term intervention of external forces will not last long, especially after the withdrawal of external forces." Ji Shanqing reached out, took her sister's finger, and said, "how can I tell her that I doubt that once we leave, the world will recover in a few years?"

Of course, he can say nothing and let his sister leave here calmly. Anyway, I'm afraid he won't come back in the future. However, he had seen her sister's battle in which she was bleeding in the wind and rain, her obsession to preserve the world when she fell, and her fist that trembled slightly when Deng Yilan screamed. For the first time, he saw Lin Sanjiu, who collided with huge things on his own. He was strange, sad, angry but full of hope, and always struggled to shine in the dark.

If this confrontation between Lin Sanjiu and the world ends with deception, it will be a betrayal of his sister that he can't bear.

There was a faint rumble at the door. Ji Shanqing heard it, and he believed that spaan also heard it, but no one turned to look.

"Maybe you are too pessimistic about them," after a few seconds, the blonde man replied, "from a biological point of view, people in this world are not different from people in other worlds on any genetic level, the difference is just nurture."

"What I'm worried about is that the acquired education they have received has gone deep into the bone marrow and become part of the ideological gene." Ji Shanqing's tone was calm when he said worry. "I know more than you do. I've absorbed a lot of data about the world since I came here."

Spaan let out a nasal sound of inquiry.

"It's really not enough to write a book in all aspects." Ji Shanqing looked down at her sister and gently brushed away a hair on her face, Said: "let's just say that I happen to think of an aspect. A human group with a stable life and no worries about food and clothing does not explore higher things after the basic needs are met. Instead, it regards stability itself as the greatest luck and the loss of stability as the greatest terror... Living in a society with sufficient material resources, it always maintains the anxiety of doomsday refugees."

Spaan knew he hadn't finished.

"Why? Because this order is not generated from their own virtue, but passively created under strong constraints. As a ethnic group, they have no ability and no way to produce order by themselves, so they have an instinctive fear of any possible chaos. This anxiety fear is irrational, so they are willing to hand over other equally important things to exchange."

Ji Shanqing smiled gently and said, "for example, another way of treating evolutionists in this world is actually very unstable after careful study."

"Is there another way?" Spaan raised one eyebrow.

Ji Shanqing briefly introduced him. "It doesn't seem complicated, but to use this method, we first need to educate the public to have a certain degree of logical judgment. When we find an evolutor, we need to rely on the witnessing citizens themselves to make logical judgments and take responsible actions, so that the follow-up process can proceed normally... Next, an area will receive an alarm, and everyone will clear the scene or stay closed according to the situation, not to mention the possibility And people who deal with evolutionists sound messy enough, right? "

He also did not agree with spaan, and continued: "in this inevitable chaos, people learned how to maintain dynamic balance and how to produce order by themselves. Unfortunately, this is not the mainstream, and this method is often eliminated by bad money. Most of the world is still sand held in iron hands."

"This is a vicious circle." Spaan murmured, "because you can't be responsible for external affairs, you can't learn to be responsible for external affairs. Under strong constraints, if you don't have the ability to produce order by yourself, you can't live without strong constraints."

"Yes, when an individual realizes that he has no power, the more he admires obedience to what has power." Ji Shanqing sighed, "in the process of change, we can certainly act as a restraining force, but..."

Spaan thought for a moment, dumbfounded. "Yes," he said, slipping down from his chair, leaning loosely against it and looking at the ceiling, "that is equivalent to our granting power to a new group of people with higher-level force."

Ji Shanqing nodded. "So as soon as we leave, the higher force does not exist, and the secondary force will occupy the position of authorizer. And power... Is always only responsible for its source. At that time, the people in power may be different, and everything else will return to its original state. The only fundamental way is to change people, but it happens that we cannot do it overnight. Only people in this world can do this."

When he said this, he suddenly found that Lin Sanjiu's eyelashes trembled slightly - he felt as if his internal organs had suddenly returned to their position, and his heart could beat again; He quickly fell on his back and called out in a trembling voice, "sister?"

Spaan stood up, took a few steps in the distance, and stopped by the window.

When Lin Sanjiu opened her eyes, her eyes first fell on Ji Shanqing. At the moment she saw him, he couldn't help shaking - as if darkness slid down from the planet, and the light burned up the horizon; Everything has color, shape and meaning again.

"Gift bag," she said hoarsely, "I'm... On the boat?"

Ji Shanqing has forgotten how to speak, but nods vigorously. He didn't know when spaan came back. When his sister's eyes turned away, he seemed to fall into the night again - although it was only a short moment.

"What about the others?" Lin Sanjiu moved a little, sat up with his arm, and asked in a still unclear voice, "I remember... It was a nuclear explosion? Were they injured?"

At this moment, a bone crunching noise at the door moved into the room.

Several people in the room raised their heads at the same time, and their eyes fell on the person.

Wu Lun's face was pale, as if someone had taken his soul away. Her welcoming eyes were empty, as if no matter who she looked at, she could penetrate through the person's body and fall into the void blankly.

"Wu Lun," Lin Sanjiu called her as soon as he sat up, and the second half of the sentence congealed in his throat.

Wu Lun was sitting in a wheelchair, where his legs were originally covered by a blanket.

Her eyes slowly turned around on several people. It was so dry that people could almost hear the scratch of her eyes.

"I just came from Han Suiping." Her voice was so low that she just opened her head, as if she had forgotten what to say next. "Han Suiping said that he had nothing to do with the world, and Deng Yilan also died."

Lin San's face turned white all of a sudden.

Wu Lun stared at the thin blanket piled on the wheelchair and said, "those who come from this world and return to this world... I'm the only one left. But I don't know what kind of place I'm going to go back to."

For a moment, everyone was silent. Ji Shanqing has faintly guessed what she will say next.

Wu Lun gently raised his head, and a tear fell down, across her face.

"Sorry, can... Can I choose the future of this world?"