"War has given Terran society a chance to change. War gave rise to demand, war brought exchange, and backward relations of production could no longer shackle the flourishing productive forces...... As a result, a new class will take advantage of the situation. ”

"This war is inevitable, Xiyuan. The peace of the Terrans so far has been the result of manipulation of the Earth Realm. For a long time, the class has been solidified, and many people have been oppressed and unable to resist, and their anger and pain will now completely explode. The Terrans will not become extinct because of this, and war is beneficial to their development. The Three Realms will not reduce their population because of this, but will be able to replenish their numbers in war. ”

"Of course, I was only talking about the inevitability of war. As for the fuse, of course, I lit it, so the responsibility for this war lies entirely with me, it is I who plunged the Terrans into a civil war, it is I who involve the Three Realms in the war of the Terrans, and it is I who make this planet unpeaceful and peaceful. However, this is the result I want. ”

Huang Si stroked Xiyuan's long smooth and slightly curly hair, "So, if you have any sadness, sadness, or pain, just attack me." ”

Xiyuan cried fiercely.

Huang Si just touched his head and said, "Good boy." ”

He took Xiyuan and walked in the world for three months.

In the past three months, Huang Si has taken her to see almost the entire human race's war.

At the beginning, Huang Si simply accompanied Xiyuan to relax.

But slowly, he also began to immerse himself in it.

The affairs of the human race are rotating in the heart like flowing water.

Huang Si gradually got a little inspiration.

I want to find it, but I can't grasp it, about the inspiration of skills.

Jing country, Rizhao City.

Once a place of cultural flourishing, it is now almost in ruins.

The tower in the middle of the city was burned black by the fire.

Xiyuan sat at the top of the tower, and Huang Si stood beside her.

Below the top of the tower, as the wind flows in the air, the sound of bells keeps ringing.

Xiyuan is a very empathetic person.

Now, she just sat there, staring blankly at the distant landscape.

"Xiyuan, did you know that in Greek mythology on the other side of the earth, there is a story called Pandora's box."

Huang Si sat next to her, also looking into the distance.

In his consciousness, the situation of the human race was in full view.

"Pandora was a woman made of clay by Hephaestus, and as punishment for Prometheus' stealing fire, the gods gave her to humans."

Zeus gave Pandora a sealed box, and Prometheus, convinced of Zeus' ill intentions towards humanity, warned his brother Epimetheus not to accept Zeus's gift. But he did not listen to the advice and married the beautiful Pandora. Driven by curiosity, Pandora opened the box, and at once all the calamities, pestilences, and scourges inside flew out. Mankind has since been afflicted with calamities, pestilences, and scourges. ”

"Just as war is never a good thing, it only brings disaster. But ......"

"Pandora closed the box just in time and left 'hope' in the box."

"What is left in the magic box is the last thing that human beings can rely on, and that is hope."

Huang Si looked at the entire Terran realm.

A glimmer of enlightenment rose in my heart.

He connected consciousness to the data space.

In the data simulation, let Xiyuan see the picture he was thinking.

At first, it was total darkness.

The ape-man groped for survival in the dark.

It was a life of precariousness, and it could kill you at any time.

But they are not aware of this and do not know if it is good or not.

Then, a beam of light fell from the sky.

It was so dazzling that it hurt the ape-man's eyes.

They are afraid of the light and avoid it, but the pillar of light chases them throughout.

The pillar of light seemed to have great power.

Their bodies melt in the light.

By the time the light had diffused into a hazy brightness, the apes had lost their hair and evolved into humans.

They picked up sticks, smashed stones, sharpened planks, and tied them together with rattan.

Primitive weapons, primitive agricultural implements, with which primitive man was rewarded for his first labor.

They devour their food greedily.

As food becomes abundant, so does brain volume.

Clever hominids were given more food.

As the food increased, gradually, they could feed more people.

A man is able to feed not only himself and his offspring, but also others.

Since then, the population, from a burden, has become a source of wealth.

As a result, some people became producers of wealth.

There are also some people who have become the enjoyers of wealth.

Finally, one day, the war happened.

The producer of wealth loses his freedom.

The enjoyers of wealth enslaved them.

So there is selfishness.

If you have a private home, you have a home.

With a home, there is a country.

Civilization was born.

They diverged.

There are some people who can completely get rid of manual labor.

Sit in the high hall, in front of the desk, to think, to make decisions, to sing, to pay tribute.

Later, they learned to record.

Records bring accumulation, and accumulation makes them wiser.

The light always shines on the Terrans.

Little by little, they are guided to explore knowledge and skills, to invent religion and philosophy.

The light can sometimes turn blood red.

Bring evil upon them.

They are struggling with calamity.

and new life at dawn.

The seed has not been broken.

Tomorrow will come to us.

In the end, everything is frozen in a group portrait of a group of people who are painful but have the beauty of momentary silence.

It's like "Laocoon" in ancient Greek sculpture.

Revelation of the eternity of tragedy.

It also calmed the restless mind.

Life is exalted in tragedy.

Civilization moves forward in disaster.

"Do you know, Xiyuan, the human race on the earth, has been baptized by countless wars. War has destroyed one glorious civilization after another. But human civilization did not perish. Whether it is war, or hunger, or plague, or the ideological shackles of the Middle Ages, or the dissolution of the center of the entertainment age, human civilization and wisdom cannot be broken. ”

"Because, in history, there have always been some people who, with their powerful hearts, noble souls, superior wisdom, and foresight to penetrate the course of civilization, have led mankind to break through the fog and move forward. They are the stars in the starry sky of history, and they are the beacons that illuminate the course of civilization. ”

"I've always wanted to create a new skill for the Terrans, one that is not a pure debuff like civilization downgrade, but a group skill that can give them a positive effect. There will definitely be such a skill, because I sincerely hope that the Terrans will become tougher, stronger, and better......"

"So, this skill is called a beacon of hope."

Huang Si raised his hand.

The mental force field expands to the entire Terran settlement.

A pink energy condensed into a huge aura, which suddenly expanded around the tower in a circle. It's the energy of the heart.

The second, the milky white aura of energy, followed closely behind, expanded. This is the energy of the soul.

The third path, the pale yellow energy aura, the energy of civilization.

Huang Si quietly gradually transformed the power of creation into three kinds of energy, and when their amount was sufficient, and the range expanded to more than 5,000 kilometers, basically enveloping the entire Terran region, he let the law of wisdom as a support point to connect the three energies.

The law of wisdom threads the needle and connects the three energies to each other.

Then, a giant torch phantom took over almost the entire sky.

The flare phantom extends downwards and eventually forms the base of the lighthouse.

Then, the top of the tower shines!

The "beacon of hope" was lit.

This is a four-series combination skill.

It's also a buff skill for racial groups with a huge range!

"Xiyuan, this is the last hope I left for humanity before I leave. The Eye of Quantification's interpretation of it is +4 points for historical greats, +1 for racial mood, and +2 for racial cohesion. Race-specific abilities: +1 for bottom blood, +1 for adrenaline. ”

"I've left enough energy for this skill to last more than a thousand years."

It is indeed enough, in order to put this skill, Huang Si's body is now empty, and the power of creation is completely exhausted. This is rare.

"In the future, the Terrans will experience unprecedented wars and suffering, but they will also be buffed by this skill. We can see the apparition of the lighthouse now, but then it will fade away, and only the true elite of humanity who can be called the pioneers of the race will be able to see it again. ”

"This kind of elite is the great men of history, and they will lead the human race out of the darkness step by step."

"Moreover, with the shroud of this skill, the Terrans will be more optimistic, more united, will not be easily and completely defeated, and will be able to burst out to their maximum potential at a critical moment."

"They will reap the benefits of the tribulation."

Xiyuan was silent for a long time.

"Thank you......"

Hot tears ran down her cheeks.

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