The corpse of the Antarctic agent lay there with wide eyes, blood gushing from his head and spreading along the lines of the tiles.

Patrick breathed a sigh of relief, and the was finally over.

Looking at the woman sitting on the bed again, except for the relatively large body, it is basically no different from an ordinary human. Her eyes were closed, her white hands were resting on an egg-shaped object, and her head hung slightly, as if she had fallen asleep peacefully.

"IS THIS 'GAVIRUL'?" ASKED PATRICK, LOWERING HIS VOICE, EVEN THOUGH HE KNEW SHE WOULDN'T BE WOKEN UP.

"There shouldn't be anything wrong, but unfortunately, she's dead and of no use to us. Madness said.

AS MADNESS SAID, THIS GAVIRUL HAS NO VITAL SIGNS. It's been millions of years since she's been dead, and her body hasn't decayed in the slightest - who can say for sure?

"MASTER, WHAT'S IN HER HAND?" G41 ASKED, GESTURING TO THE EGG-SHAPED OBJECT THAT GAVIRUL WAS LEANING ON.

Patrick approached the object, which was glowing orange in bursts, and with each light it appeared, he could see what appeared to be a lump of flesh in the liquid of the contents.

"What's inside is ......"

"'GAVIRUL' embryo ......"

LIVE GAVIRUL EMBRYOS. Patrick thought.

The three of them were silent, they were silent in the face of a shocking discovery, and they did not rejoice. The answers that have been sought for years are in front of you, and before you know everything, everyone will be nervous, even pressured to flee, and this is not the time for the riddles in the riddle book to be revealed.

However, forty years, Patrick has been pursuing for forty years, and he has also been preparing for all this and everything that should be done next.

He faintly heard whispers, calling to him. HALF IS GAVIRUL, THE OTHER HALF IS HIMSELF.

"What are you going to do?" asked Mad Madness, "GAVIRUL should be able to sense, and even kill us with a few brain cells." THE INFECTED PERSON I MET BEFORE, IF I GUESSED CORRECTLY, WAS AN INSTINCTIVE SELF-PRESERVATION, AFTER ALL, IT WAS JUST AN EMBRYO. In this way, it can be explained why the collapsed particles rise inexplicably, and why ED infected people have five senses......"

Patrick quietly listened to the maniacal half-self-talk, and he made up his mind.

"G41, I'll leave the help to you. ”

"Rest assured, master, wrap yourself up on me. G41 laughed.

Patrick slowly reached out and lightly touched the cultivation device with his fingertips, and in an instant, the device lit up, and then burst out with orange, unstoppable light, filling the entire dormitory. The dazzling light caused Patrick to instinctively close his eyes, and he felt his mind dizzy, and his internal organs were jumbled together until he could no longer feel himself.

It took a long time for him to calm down. He wasn't sure if he had opened his eyes, the AED system was completely offline, and it was pitch black all around.

He can't see himself, he can't see anything.

This is you, and this is what you are now. You are the only one who opens your eyes.

PATRICK REALIZES THAT THE OTHER PARTY HAS INFILTRATED HIS DEEP CONSCIOUSNESS TO TALK TO HIM, AND THAT HE HIMSELF HAS FALLEN INTO THIS PLACE THAT IS NORMALLY INACCESSIBLE AND UNCONTROLLABLE. The intelligence of this creature far surpasses that of humans at the embryonic stage.

"What do you want to say?"

"Passing on the truth. This is your wish, and it is the wish of our deceased people. ”

A point of light grew closer and closer to him, until it magnified into a ball of light next to him, circled around him, and prepared to go away.

Patrick chased after him, chasing the orb of light, he didn't know where it was going to take him, yet he still unconsciously wanted to chase the only light.

An exit. He can see even without a ball of light. Chasing the ball of light out, the heavy air rushing into his nose and making him almost breathless. As far as the eye could see, in front of him was a barren area covered with a thin layer of pale yellow, and above him was a starry sky, as bright as the sun.

Through the yellowish mist—the unbelievably high concentration of collapsed particles—he could see in the distance ancient buildings with carved patterns, rising from the rocky earth, the bright light of the lines intertwined with the stars in the sky. That was originally the entrance to the ruins. Patrick thinks so for no reason. He turned around and found that the place where he had just come out was the entrance to a ruin.

"You showed me these ......," Patrick still hesitated.

The ball of light circled around him again and rose into the air. Patrick's body also became lighter, and his feet lifted off the ground, and he actually floated. They flew into the air together, and Patrick looked down at the ground, and the bright buildings increased, and the pale yellow fog gradually thickened, until at last he could only see the light under a film, dense as stars.

They were still rising, and in Patrick's eyes, a lifeless planet: a planet with no water, no atmosphere, only rocks and collapsed particles. The light of hope is lit by the remnants of a cloud of heavy collapsed particles.

Collapsed particles all over the earth, ruins all over the earth.

This is the primordial state, and by virtue of it is the source of all things.

"The original state?"

Change is also instantaneous.

A sudden burst of fireball from the distant horizon obscured the stars, and despite the numerous explosions Patrick had personally experienced, he was still struck by the subconscious reappearance. The visible shockwave rushed towards him with the galloping momentum of thousands of horses, and as it passed, he felt his body be torn apart, and the planet in front of him shook. What followed was a sea of fire that swallowed everything. Even though he knew it wouldn't hurt him in the slightest, Patrick had to raise his arms to stop the scorching heat.

I don't know how long it took for everything to be calm. He opened his eyes again and looked at Earth, where all that was left was lava, a fireball of death.

However, it's not over yet.

The orb of light fell silent and flew towards the skyline, unleashing its last rays of light to illuminate the earth. The yellow mist faded, forming a white cloud, as if trapped in a crystal ball, churning outside the fireball, never going anywhere.

At this time, the atmosphere is formed.

The cloud continued to stir and spread, covering the entire sphere, and after a while, Patrick felt a cool wind blowing against him. He took a deep breath, the veritable air filling his lungs, and he felt like he was truly alive.

The clouds slowly became transparent, and the surface covered by the atmosphere reappeared, but much smaller. Most of them are replaced by large expanses of azure blue, a liquid that has long been believed to be the source of life. A touch of green appears on the land, and new life is being born.

And at this moment, the pale yellow mist completely disappeared.

This is our end, your beginning.

"Really...... I ask you, am I right?"

Yes, what you think is reality.

"Am I doing the right thing?"

It's up to you to judge.

Such...... That's the answer he's been looking for. The origin of everything, he never thought it would be so deep, but there is no doubt that this is what he wants.

For their benefit, they don't need to know the truth, and vice versa.

What he does is the opposite, it is only his own selfish wish, which he can do to achieve by any means: for the sake of man, for humanity and for human form.

Patrick reaches out to the world.

Now, he knows the answer.

He held it tightly.

The next thing to do is to get everyone on the same page.

All of them.