Chapter 64: Chapter 64 Accident
Accident is a major feature of this universe. It was born unexpectedly and is limited to reason. It seems ridiculous and ridiculous, but once it is studied deeply, it can't find any irrationality at all.
Some people also say that it is inevitable. Accidents do not exist at all. It is an inevitable event based on countless inevitable events, but it is just outside the scope of people's expectation.
When a dice is toss six, is that an accident? Or is it inevitable?
The ice and snow all over the world gradually melted under the cooperation of the honeycomb and rhizome system under the control of Huo Gu. Although the north and south poles are not arranged, they are more or less affected.
The towering glaciers fell off and collapsed one after another, becoming part of the sea.
It was at this time that some inconspicuous individuals also woke up from the severe cold and fell into the ocean with the scattered large ice crystals.
Compared with the ice below zero, the liquid seawater above zero is extremely warm.
In the dark, it seems that all life will ask their own questions and appear in the mind of small individuals - who am I?
A question without beginning and without end. Some human beings who like to turn around are even looking for the answer to this question all their lives. However, small individuals are different from those people. They already have their own answers.
[Your species is different from 'gourd'. Although the appearance is similar, it is essentially different. There should be a new name...]
[...The original purpose of designing you is to collect enough organic materials, so from today on, it will be called 'collector'.]
This is a genetic memory, which is by no means so easy to forget.
It doesn't take for the small individual to observe the surrounding environment. The huge memory in the gene hits its anaphical thinking structure like a tide.
[Go to the No. 4 undersea volcano to collect materials and pay attention to avoid the smoke column rising from the volcano...]
[Very good, your collection experience has reached the qualified standard, and you can be included in the collection force...]
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Traveling nearly four or five hundred kilometers, the collector can no longer remember how many rounds of day and night he has experienced. Its brain capacity does not allow it to do so, and genetic memory does not record information other than this knowledge information.
Finally, it entered the temperate zone of the planet, and the life field and the life field covering the huge system of the planet meet.
We lost - the collector thinks so, because it can no longer feel the supreme will above the whole.
After the war, the supreme will disappeared. Isn't the answer obvious?
However, this information does not affect its thinking, for the simple reason that has too little brain capacity.
As in the Hades, organic materials were collected and put into the rhizome in order to obtain special amino acids that can be fully absorbed by themselves.
Although this long journey is barely spent relying on special amino acids collected from the ocean, the density of this amino acid in the sea is too small, and the supply exceeds the demand. The collector's physical condition is getting worse and worse. In fact, it has reached its limit.
Now, this suffering can finally be regarded as the end - the collector thinks so.
However, the reality disappointed it. The rhizome did not respond. Working cells that could combine organic materials were born, so that Hogu no longer needed to erase microorganisms from the ocean to obtain organic materials.
After all, once this kind of behavior is extended to the ten-thousand-year scale, it may affect the evolution of species.
Moreover, Huo Gu, who could not feel the existence of the collectors at that time, mistakenly thought that they had been completely destroyed, so after solving the supply and demand of organic materials, it took the initiative to let the rhizome cut off this no longer-demand mechanism.
The collector's brain is small enough to make it understand why the rhizome does not give it food. It can only repeat futile useless work and pass organic materials to the rhizome again and again.
The crisis of death is approaching, and the electrical signal of hunger hovers in my mind.
Finally, the increasingly weaker collector lay on the relatively huge rhizome, opening his mouth in vain...
It seems that everything is going to end like this.
The closer you are to death, the more you can feel the value of life. What is followed is fear and the desire to live. This emotion is called 'the desire to survive'.
Whether it's a miracle of life or an accident.
The shackles on the imprisoned collector were freed by it.