"More than 200 years have passed, most of your old subordinates have returned to dust, and only a very few of them are willing to accept the "eternal life" plan and have survived to this day. ”

When Linglong mentioned the situation in the republic, her expression was filled with a hint of loss and sorrow: "Uncle Watergate, Uncle Zhujian, and many, many others, are tired of endless life......"

"Even if they know that they can live as long as they want to, but they still resolutely choose to die naturally, in the past, I don't understand this phenomenon very much, I feel that they are no different from fools, but now they ......"

Linglong sighed and said quietly: "How much I can understand their feelings, I have been alive, for different people, the meaning is also different, eternal life is not necessarily a blessing, it may also be ......"

"It's a curse."

This topic is a little heavy, Lei Luo took a sullen puff of his cigarette, slowly exhaled the smoke ring, and pointed out: "If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight, when material is no longer an obstacle to survival, then ideological construction is a new round of problems." ”

"It's not necessarily a good thing to live too long, at least, for those who are emotionally rich, the way of survival of the immortal species is not suitable for them, after all, this road is empty and too lonely, and it is easy to crush the mentality."

Linglong nodded slightly, she had seen many similar cases, even if the immortality technology was quite mature, even ordinary people had the opportunity to get it, but there were still very few people who were really willing to embrace it.

Even if some people have accepted the transformation of immortality in advance, it is only a few tens or hundreds of years, and they either commit suicide or go crazy.

"Ideological Construction...... This should be the focus of development in the future, the social form has changed, and if new solutions are not sought, then the country of fire will never be able to jump out of the limitations of the human kingdom. ”

Linglong frowned slightly and muttered to herself.

Lei Luo was a little relieved to see that his daughter understood what he meant, so he simply stood up, stretched out his right hand to her, and said with a smile: "Let's go, the latest batch of magic grapes has ripened, I'll take you to the orchard to have a look." ”

Linglong came back to her senses, smiled slightly, and held Lei Luo's palm, and the father and daughter came to the vineyard in the backyard hand in hand, where the leafy fruit trees were neatly arranged, and the crystal clear purple fruits loomed in between.

Lei Luo gave Linglong a basket, and in the leisurely afternoon, the two of them picked grapes while walking and chatting in the fragrant orchard, all kinds of topics were different, and the atmosphere was both relaxed and cheerful.

Unconsciously, the topic came to the current situation of all parties, and Lei Luo's main concern was naturally his ally Luo Yu, the main god, and his biggest enemies, Brahma and the Otsuki clan.

"What's the news of the Big Barrel Wood Clan lately?"

"It seems to be exiting the galaxy and going to the centaur galaxy to develop."

"Oh? Why? ”

"The main god always takes Luo Yu to find trouble, and Brahma can't deal with it."

"Huh...... Brahma, this guy, is probably just like Jidu back then, knowing that he can't fight us, so he focuses on the multiverse. Relo stuffed a grape into his mouth and closed his eyes, enjoying the pleasure of his taste buds.

For the Brahma and the Great Barrel Wood clan, Lei Luo is not very attentive at this time, they are no longer very attentive, there are main gods and they are constantly looking for trouble, this clan wants to recover the vitality of a hundred years ago, it is undoubtedly a daydream.

In the future, the galaxy is destined to have only one voice, that is, the voice of the main god space, the union of three strong people who have set foot in the real world, and basically no one dares to mess with the surrounding river system.

It's the multiverse......

"Speaking of the multiverse, Ice and Sakai have always wanted to meet you."

Lei Luo opened his eyes and wondered, "What's the matter with them?" ”

"Bing still wants to challenge you like he did ten years ago, as for Sakai...... Linglong paused, looked at Lei Luo weirdly, and stumbled: "He thinks, he thinks...... Who's ...... with that? That ......"

Lei Luo's face tightened, he coughed repeatedly, and after a while, he said in a resolute tone: "Tell him, don't talk about this matter, his dream lover, theoretically speaking, has long been dead." ”

For the first time, Lei Luo regretted that it was a mistake to share his ability interface with the main god space, the multiverse, and Sakai's affairs, and let Linglong know.

"Or, Dad, use the replicant ......" Seeing that Lei Luo was silent, he didn't agree or object, Linglong immediately understood, and understood that his father still cared about the friendship with Sakai, and he had to deal with this matter privately, and he should pay attention to confidentiality.

"Okay, let's not talk about that, let's talk about Alayya."

"Sister Alayah?" Linglong pondered for a moment, then replied after considering the wording: "Sister Alayya, she didn't come to the main god space, she has always lived on the Dyson ball, according to her words......"

"Only there will she feel safe."

"Dyson Sphere...... How many people still live there? ”

"Probably...... About five billion. Hearing this number, Lei Luo was a little surprised to be honest, so he couldn't help but ask, "Why are there so many?" You don't mean ......"

"Dad......" Linglong stood still, and said helplessly: "Don't you know how rapid the population has grown over the past hundred years?" I'm talking about the vast majority of ninjas, and these people, only a tenth of the total population. ”

The "reincarnation force" "Republic" is more similar to the mercenary country, and the Dyson sphere force "Republic" is the headquarters that attaches importance to people's livelihood, and the resources earned by the people from the main god space are basically sent back. ”

"Okay." Lei Luo replied dryly, he now understands why Alaye is nostalgic for Dyson ball, the other party is the will of the human group, naturally where there are many people, just stay.

"There is a star inside the Dyson sphere, there is no shortage of energy, it can be self-sufficient, and it can drift in the universe at will, and most people don't like to "go to work in other places", so ......

"In addition to the highly motivated social elite, ordinary people still pursue stability." At this point, Linglong's face was melancholy, and Lei Luo was also a little embarrassed, Alaya refused to come to the main god space, this situation ......

To be honest, it is both unexpected and reasonable.

Lei Luo pondered for a while, pretended to cough easily, and changed the topic without a trace: "By the way, have you seen Ye Naiyu and Lei Chi recently?" ”

"Dad, your thinking is really ...... out of the box"

"Huh?" Noticing that her father's eyes were not quite right, Linglong immediately stopped complaining, her hands were in a surrender shape, and she smiled nervously: "Okay, okay, I said I ......."

"Madara Uchiha and Yuka, a weird couple, seem to have a crush on Raz, and the last time I heard about them, it seems that two years ago, the three of them teamed up to go to a ...... I guess it's called "Dragon Ball" world......"

"Aunt Nonoiyu has always been very dissatisfied with this."

"She thinks it's too dangerous."

Lei Luo shook his head with a smile and asked again: "Huan, Fuyue, Orochimaru, Kasama, Uzumaki Cheng, what about them?" These old guys shouldn't be as fragile as Watergate and Pillars, right? ”

"I don't know much about them, after all, I haven't seen each other in a long time." Linglong shrugged, hooked the corners of her mouth, and teased with a smile: "Perhaps, in which plot world are you fooling around?" Who knows? ”

As they chatted, the fruit basket was filled before they knew it, and Ralo called Ram, who was waiting by him, to activate a set of magic equipment and make exotic wines.

The aroma of wine is rich, and with the warm summer breeze blowing, the whole mansion is overflowing with the fragrance of grapes, and Lei Luo accompanies his daughter in this way, enjoying the leisure life after retirement, for him......

This story, ending here, should be quite happy, right?

Slowly typing down the last line of words, Feng Ling Yueying stared blankly at the computer screen, fell into contemplation for a while, and after a long time, he lit a cigarette and quietly felt the stimulation of nicotine.

A few minutes later, with a click of the mouse, the writing client was closed, and the triple-A masterpiece "Red Dead Redemption 2" was launched, and the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow easily opened the "Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Modifier", intending to spend the afternoon comfortably.

With the sound of a ding, Arthur, the protagonist of the game, instantly gained the superpower of infinite life, and the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow was about to control him to get on the horse and kill in Westworld, unexpectedly......

As if triggering some hidden mechanism, a red beam of light suddenly shot out from the screen, hitting the forehead of the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow, he was stunned for a moment, but after a while, he returned to normal, and played without noticing.

Obviously, the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow didn't notice the sudden change just now.

What is that red light? That was the 153rd time in the past few decades that Lei Luo set foot in the real world and quietly found the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow Avatar, and the back hand that he laid in the opponent's computer was the Heart Shadow ability triggered by the medium of the modifier.

Its function is to plant a seed in the depths of the mind of the Wind Spirit Moon Shadow, subconsciously, so that he can continue to build the world of "Food Chain", even if he does not use his pen, he will continue the future of this story in his dreams and create a new history.

Finish? Unfinished?

Falling on the brushstrokes? Or is it just a fantasy?

Lei Luo's story, will it die? Or will it continue?

These questions are still unknown to the group of high-dimensional creatures called "readers" who have been silently observing this multidimensional world through the screen for more than a year.

Maybe......

After the birth of the new "multiverse", there will be corresponding answers, right?