37 Epilogue: Those who pass by will be the protagonists......

The firewood in the fire crackled, and Milo and Parrett had just been drenched in the rain outside, and they tried to dry their clothes as close to the fire as possible, while Umi Ryu had just come in from outside, but the rain on her body quickly evaporated.

After Umi reported his name, Kelan and Erin reacted greatly, the former was expressional, and the latter asked directly: "It is rumored that the Wanyuan Sect persecuted you to ...... Exile you, and then persecution? Erin reacted quickly, knowing that if the "rumors" were true, Umi Stream wouldn't be sitting here and meeting them.

"Hmph," a hint of contempt flashed across Umi's face, "they tried to kill me, I ran away, that's all." "No nonsense, Umi doesn't want to talk about it.

"Did you delay your time with magic?" Milo asked, he noticed that Umi's appearance could be a grandfather who could be a wind chime, could it be that the two were not quite in agreement in the magic of delaying time?

Kelan was the first to speak, and she tried to let go of her voice: "No, Umi relies on turning into a dragon for a long time to achieve longevity, do you think I'm right?" ”

"That's right. It seems that you have a great deal of knowledge," said Umi to Koran with some admiration, "and allow me to ask you, then?" Umi asked rhetorically, "Who are you?" What do you want me to do? He paused, and then quickly added to himself: "You know that the only person who summoned me at Midway Island is my daughter, and you know her?" ”

The four of them looked at each other, and Milo motioned for Kelan to rest his body first, not to expend his physical strength, so he took the initiative to speak: "We are your daughter's friends, and she calls herself 'Wind Chime'. ”

Umi nodded, as if remembering something, "Yes, that's what she said when she last came to see me...... You go on, answering my question. ”

Milo continued: "Our names don't matter, we're here to ......"

"No-" Umi interrupted, leaving Milo a little overwhelmed, "Names are important, say them. Umi's words were imperative, but the tone was gentle.

"Oh, I'm Milo Entekoman, and this is my family crest—" he said, showing off the ivy on a white background embroidered on his body.

"Okay, it's up to you to take care of the rest." Umi gestured.

"He's Parrett Chevalier, a mercenary bodyguard from Dragon. She is Erin Akayi, the daughter of the 'White Shield' family of the Spreite Empire. This lady is Koran Dutved, the ...... of the Duchy of Komet"

"Stop—" Umi interrupted him again, "Dutved...... I know the last name, but that was a long time ago. ”

"But...... I am not a direct descendant of the Dutved family. Kelan said, his voice still very weak.

Umi waved his hand, "I see." But now that the surname Dutved has appeared, I probably know why you're coming to me: you want to know about the Curse of the Stars. ”

The four looked at each other again, took a deep breath almost at the same time, and nodded to Umi.

"Well, I'll tell you what I know," Umi said, patting her on the leg, "but I still want to know how much you know now?" About the Curse of the Stars. ”

Milo pondered for a moment and replied, "Desperate desert, black buildings, four murals......"

"She used the key in her hand, right?" Umi pointed at Kran, and Milo, Erin, and Kran nodded together—Parrett didn't understand that.

"We used the map you gave Wind Chimes to get to the heart of the Desperate Desert." Erin added.

Umi smiled understandingly and said, "I didn't expect that my inadvertent behavior would attract so many guests. Okay, I'll tell you about the curse of the stars, which one do you want to know? ”

As soon as Milo was about to say something, his eyes met Klan, who blinked slightly, and Milo understood what she meant, and replied, "From the time you went to study in the desperate desert with the brothers Haus Lucu, Para Dax, and the Royer brothers of Spright (Albert and Ryan), what happened there, and everything that followed—we want to know." After listening to Milo's question, Kelan smiled and nodded with satisfaction.

Umi lowered her head and gently stroked her head: "It seems that you have found the right person, and I ...... I can finally entrust these things to the most suitable person, well, let me tell you everything I know, the things that sound unbelievable, but are real......"

Umi sighed deeply-

"Before I speak, you must understand that all the people here have their own experiences, things that are very important in your eyes, things that are very important in the eyes of others, and things that are very important to the whole planet - in the face of the curse of the stars, all these things are small, like a drop in the ocean, and no matter how meaningful things are, they are like a speck of dust, and they have no meaning......"

The four of them looked at each other, unable to understand the meaning of the words, but listened attentively.

"It's a long story, would you like to hear it?"

It opens like a fairy tale, and Umi Stream is about to begin his story. The strange and stiff memories were now revitalized, his already sunken eyes deepened, and the incredible and bizarre stories that took place in the ancient buildings of the desperate desert were about to be rediscovered.

Four murals, ancient buildings in the desert, and mysterious installations will all unveil the mystery. The names that have been passed by before will become the main characters in the next story.

Curse of the Stars

The fourth part spans the strange relationship between fog and mountains and seas

finish

(Before reading the following, it is recommended to review "Written Before Part 2: Another World Episode 1", "Written Before Part 2: Another World Episode 2", and "Written Before Part 4: Another World Episode 3", at the end of the first part, second part, and third part of the volume.)

Written before the fifth part: Another World Interlude 4

In late 2097, the spacecraft carrying the crew of the Minerva space station was launched a few months ago, and it will take them about three years to reach their destination at the earliest.

At this time, it is located in a secret biological research center in a certain country.

Two researchers in heavy protective suits passed through the heavily positioned protective doors, and the soldiers standing guard saluted them, indicating that the two were not ordinary.

Later, the two men passed through several protective doors equipped with full-body scanning devices.

"How's Subject C doing?" A researcher asked, but it was apparently not the researcher he was with.

An electronic voice from an artificial intelligence came from the hallway: "Subject C is fine, is the detailed data reported now?" ”

"Organize the data and send it to the general manager." The researcher replied, then added, "Level 3 encryption." ”

"Yes, Mr. Minister." Artificial intelligence responses.

"There's no need to be so nervous, Minister." Another researcher said, "Even if the general public knows about these studies, there will be no objections, after all, the Minerva space station has already been built......

The minister waved his hand and said, "I'm not worried about public opinion, those can be suppressed, what I'm worried about is ......" The minister paused, as if thinking about something, "I'm worried about what we are studying...... I can't understand what I really are......"

The researcher nodded, "yes, as it appears in many movies and literature—"

"—These clones are self-aware, too."

The Minister walked over to a holographic projector with a few lines of text titled "Clone Instructions" and read as follows:

1. Always be clear about your identity as a clone.

2. Human cloning must not harm human beings and their interests, nor can they fail to save human beings from death.

3. Clones must obey human orders.

4. Clones should protect themselves.

"One more than the three laws of robotics." The researcher quipped.

But the minister said very seriously: "In fact, there are several more to be perfect." ”

"There is no such thing as a perfect clone, and there is no such thing as a perfect person." The researcher retorted.

"Yes, but perfection is what we're working for." The minister seemed a little dissatisfied, but did not show it, "We can make a perfect clone in many ways." ”

"Like the gene editing technology you just mentioned?"

"That's right."

"But isn't that kind of technology against social ethics?"

The minister said in a disdainful tone: "Social ethics? In order to better tap human potential, who cares about social ethics? If all scientists were concerned about these rules, we would miss out on many great inventions and discoveries...... Maybe today we will be condemned and cursed, and in the future we will become heroes! Of course, there is another possibility......"

"We're all assholes!" The researcher added.

"yes, that's what it feels like." The Minister turned to the other side, where several large mediums were erected, now sealed by an outer metal shell. He continued: "In our long experiment, we have seen the horrors of this research countless times, but we have not stopped because of this, maybe the outcome we expect will eventually become the last thing we want to see, but the pursuit of scientific knowledge often makes us obsessed and persistent, so that we can't stop......"

The researcher was a little puzzled: "I thought you started working on human cloning at the request of the government, shouldn't this have happened five or six years ago?" You say that as if this research has been going on for a long time? ”

"Yes, we've been working on human clones much earlier than you might think," the Minister's voice trembled a little, as if recalling a lot of past events, "and I'm going to spend my whole life researching it. ”

"Then your research should have met the needs of the government, but you are still ......"

"No!" The minister denied with some excitement, "There is still the most important point that has not been done!" ”

"Which point? Minister. ”

"Article 1...... What is the first article of the cloning directive? The Minister solemnly addressed the researcher, staring at the researcher in front of him through thick goggles.

"Always be clear about your clone." The researcher replied fluently.

"Yes, that's what we haven't done yet!" There was a little sadness in the minister's words, "Because when each clone is 'manufactured' by us, it always has its own growth experience and life trajectory, and in these complex and uncontrollable processes, the clones will be more or less unable to recall their identity as 'clones' because of their own experience, memory, memory of the donor gene, self-perception, psychological growth and other factors, if this cannot be ensured, it will be difficult for them to be used by people!" ”

"So...... Do you want to use the clones like machines? The researcher said with some skepticism.

"To be precise, human cloning itself is also a tool of humanity, especially in this government-requested project."

"Why?"

The minister said meaningfully: "Do you remember why the government wanted us to study human cloning? ”

"In order for clones to board the space station to work in place of ordinary humans, and to drive spacecraft through wormholes......"

"Yes, these high-risk environment jobs are not suitable for ordinary humans, so let the clones go, but once the clones can't recognize their 'tool' function, they can't do the jobs...... You know, once these clones become self-conscious and understand who they are 'human', the things that you are talking about in the movies and literature will happen. ”

"I ...... Probably understood......"

"No!" Again, the minister denied, saying, "You're still far from it!" After speaking, the minister pressed a holographic button next to him, and several medium enclosed cabins erected in front of him slowly opened, revealing the adult clones who were dormant in it-

The researcher gasped—

"My God?!" He took two steps back in fright, "This...... He, they...... I ......"

The Minister spoke for the incoherent researcher: "Yes, your faces are exactly the same. ”

"So they're clones of me...... No, no, am I also a clone?! The researcher was stunned, "And what's with my memory?" ”

"As a result of gene editing, we originally specially edited the memory gene that made you not forget that you are a clone, but now it seems that ...... You still forget that you are a clone, maybe intentionally, maybe unintentionally, but ...... Sorry ......" The final apology is to the researcher in front of me...... No, to the clone in front of you.

"Sorry for what?" The clone researchers panicked.

"Retrieve Subject C." The minister suddenly shouted loudly. As soon as he finished speaking, the door on one side suddenly opened, and several heavily armed guards suddenly stepped forward to subdue the clone researcher, that is, Subject C, who did not even have a chance to react.

Subject C is taken away, and he will be completely destroyed, as if he had never existed in this world. He probably didn't know until he died, and even the conversation he had just had was a test on him to verify that the first article of the cloning directive had succeeded.

But that's the way it is, once the clones can't make their identities clear, all the instructions that follow are nonsense.

The minister staggered back to his office, staring at the computer screen:

Subject A: Failed

Subject B: Failed

Subject Cecil: Processing......

Subject D: Preparation......

Subject E......

Browsing the names, the minister sighed—

"It will take at least two or three years to ......"

Suddenly, his gaze fell on Subject S, whose name was "Savior".

The minister stared at the name for a few seconds, then smiled bitterly and laughed at himself, "Maybe you'll succeed when you arrive......"

Savior translates to "savior" in Chinese.

The Chinese pronunciation is "Saivia".