The flock of "feathers" flew out of an invisible exit in the hemispherical transparent cover, and at this time, the Supreme Archon said to the Precursor in the video footage: "We are more than a hundred kilometers away from your flying machine, we still fall on your fingers, you should bring us over faster." ”

The Precursors looked back at the landing pod not far behind them, thinking that they might have miniaturized the units of measurement. He held out his fingers, and the "feathers" swarmed up, looking like a small patch of fine white powder floating on his fingers.

From the video screen, the forerunner saw that his fingerprints were like translucent mountains, and the "feather" aircraft that landed on them appeared very small. The Supreme Consul was the first to jump off the "feather" and immediately fell on all fours.

"It's so slippery, you're oily skin!" She grumbled, took off her shoes and threw them far away, turning her bare feet curiously back and forth, everyone else had their "feathers" down, and there was now a sea of people between the translucent mountains on her fingers.

The forerunner made a rough estimate that there were now more than 10,000 of his fingers!

The Precursor stood up, holding out his fingers and cautiously walking towards the landing module.

As soon as they entered the landing module, someone in the micro-crowd shouted: "Wow, look at that metallic sky, artificial sun!" ”

"Don't make a fuss, act like an idiot! It's just a small ferry, and the one on top is big! The High Archon reprimanded, but she herself looked around in amazement, and then sang the strange song with the crowd:

Glorious Macro Era,

The Great Macro Era,

The melancholy macro era,'

You are a dream that has faded away in the fire......

On the way to the Ark as the landing module takes off, Earth's leaders continue to tell the history of the Micro Era.

"The micro-human society and the macro-human society coexisted for a period during which the micro-human fully grasped the knowledge of the macro-people and inherited their culture. At the same time, on the basis of nanotechnology, micro-people have developed a very advanced technological civilization. The transition period from this macro era to the micro era is about, well, about twenty generations.

Later, when the great tribulation approached, the Hongren no longer practiced traditional childbearing, and their number decreased day by day; The population of micro-people grew rapidly, and the scale of society increased dramatically, and soon surpassed that of macro-people. At this time, the micro-people began to demand to take over the world power, which caused an uproar in the macro-human society, and the diehards refused to hand over power, in their words, how could they let a gang. Bacteria lead humans. Thus, a world war broke out between the macro and the micro! ”

"That's unfortunate for you!" The forerunner said sympathetically.

"Unfortunately for the Hongren, they were quickly defeated."

"How is this possible? They alone can destroy your city of millions of people with a sledgehammer. ”

"The Kowei people won't fight them in the city. The weapons of the macros could not deal with an invisible enemy like the micro-people, and the only weapon they could use was disinfectant, and they had used this thing to fight germs throughout the history of civilization, and in the end they did not win. What they have to defeat now is a micro-human with the same intelligence as them, and it is even more impossible to win. They don't see the movement of the micro-human army, and the micro-human may easily corrode the chips of their computers right under their noses, and what else can they do without computers? Big doesn't equal strong. ”

"Now that I think about it, it looks like that."

"Those war criminals got the fate they deserved, and thousands of tiny special forces parachuted onto their retinas with laser drills...... "The leader girl said viciously.

"After the war, the micro-people took the world power, the macro era is over, and the micro era has begun!"

"That's interesting!"

The landing module entered the Ark in low-earth orbit, and the micro-people took the "feathers" to sightsee, and the micro-people were stunned by the size of the spacecraft. The Precursors had wanted to hear from them words of admiration, but the High Archon told him what he thought:

"Now we know that without the flickering of the sun's energy, the Macro Era would have perished. You consume hundreds of millions of times more resources than we do! ”

"But this spacecraft can fly at nearly the speed of light, and can reach stars hundreds of light-years away, little man, this can only be done by the giant macro-era."

"We really can't do it at the moment, our ships can only reach one-tenth of the speed of light at the moment."

"You can space travel?" The forerunners were shocked.

"Of course not as good as you. Micro Epoche's fleet of spacecraft has reached as far as Venus and has just received a message from them that it is now more habitable than Earth. ”

"How big is your ship?"

"The great ones are the ones of your time...... Well...... A football is the size of a football that can carry more than a billion people; The small one is only the size of a golf ball, and of course it is a macro golf ball. ”

Now, the last vestiges of superiority of the Precursors are gone.

"Senior, don't you want us to eat something? We're hungry! "When all the Feather Craft regrouped on the Ark's console, the Earth Leader made a request on everyone's behalf, and tens of thousands of micro-humans watched the Precursor from the console.

"I never expected to invite so many people to dinner." The Precursor said with a smile.

"We're not going to let you break the bank!" The girl said angrily.

The Precursor took a canned luncheon from the storage pod, opened it, and carefully cut off a small piece with his knife and placed it next to the more than 10,000 people on the console, where he could see where they were, a small circular area on the console that was larger than a coin, but the area was less smooth than the surroundings, as if he was sighing on it.

"How do you come up with so much? What a waste! The Earth leader accused, and from the large screen in front of her, people could be seen flocking to a majestic mountain of meat, grabbing pieces of meat from the pink mountain and feasting on them. Looking at the console again, the small piece of meat has not diminished at all. On the screen, the crowd quickly dispersed, and some people threw away the uneaten meat, and the leader girl shook her head with a bite of meat.

"It's not tasty." She commented.

"Of course, this is synthesized in the ecological recycling machine, and the taste is definitely not good." The Precursor said humbly.

"We're going to drink!" The Earth's leader made another request, which caused another cheer from the micro-people. The forerunner was surprised, because he knew that wine kills microorganisms!

"Drinking beer?" The forerunner asked cautiously.

"No, drink Scotch or Moscow vodka!" Said the Earth Leader.

"Moutai is also fine!" Someone shouted.

The Precursor actually had a bottle of Moutai, which he had kept on the Ark since the time he set sail, ready to drink when he found the newly colonized planet. He took the wine out, opened the lid of the white porcelain bottle, carefully poured it into the lid, and placed it on the side of the crowd. He saw on the screen that people were beginning to climb the seemingly unattainable cliff of the bottle cap, the smooth bottle cap had large protrusions at the microscale, and the micro people quickly climbed to the top of the bottle cap with their ability to climb the skyscraper.

"Wow, what a beautiful lake!" The micro-people praised in unison. From the screen, the forerunner saw that the surface of that vast wine lake was in a huge arc due to surface tension. The camera of the micro-human reporter followed the Supreme Archon, and the girl was now grabbing the wine with her hands, but she couldn't reach it, so she sat down on the edge of the bottle cap and scratched the surface of the wine with a small white foot, and her foot was immediately wrapped in a transparent wine bead, and she reached up and grabbed a small wine bead from the big wine bead on her foot with her hand, and put it in her mouth.

"Wow, the wine of the macro era is much better than that of the micro era." She nodded in satisfaction.

"I'm glad we have something better than yours, but it's unhygienic for you to drink with your feet like this."

"I don't understand." She looked up at him in bewilderment.

"You've walked so long barefoot, you're going to have germs on your feet or something."

"Ah, I remember!" The Earth Leader screamed, took a box from one of the entourage, opened it, and took out a living creature from it, a round creature the size of a football, with countless moving legs, one of which she grabbed and lifted the thing up. "Look, this is a gift from our city! Lactic chicken! ”

The Precursor struggled to recall his knowledge of microbes, "What are you talking about...... Lactic acid bacteria! ”

"That's the name of the macro era, this is the animal that makes yogurt delicious, it's a good animal!"

"Beneficial bacteria." The Precursor corrected, "Now I know that germs really can't hurt you, and that our concept of hygiene is not suitable for the micro-era. ”

"That's not necessarily, some animals, hehe, bacteria, can bite, not as good as the cologic wolf, it takes physical strength to defeat them, but most animals, like yeast sows, are very cute." As he spoke, the Earth Leader took a ball of wine from his foot and put it in his mouth. By the time she shook off the remaining balls of wine from her feet and stood up, she was already staggering from her feet, and her tongue was a little too much to beat.

"I really didn't expect that human beings didn't even lose their wine!"

"I ...... We have inherited all the good things of mankind, but those great people think that we have no right to replace us...... On behalf of human civilization...... "Earth leaders may feel like the world is spinning and sitting on the ground again."

"We have inherited all the philosophies of mankind, the West, the East, the Greek, the Chinese!" A voice in the crowd said.

The leader of the earth sat there and stretched out his hands to the sky and recited aloud: "No one can enter the same river twice: Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets ten thousand...... Everything! ”

"We admire Van Gogh's paintings, listen to Beethoven's music, and act out Shakespeare's plays!"

"To live or to die, it's a ...... It's a problem! The leader girl staggered to her feet again and played the role of Hamlet.

"But in our time, a girl like you can't dream of being a world leader." Said the forerunner.

"The macro era is the age of melancholy, with a melancholy politics; The micro-era is a carefree era that requires happy leaders. The Supreme Archon said she looked much more sober now.

"History is not yet ...... I didn't finish talking about it, I just talked about it, oh, war, war between macro people and micro people, and then a world war broke out between micro people......"

"What? It won't be for the territory, right? ”

"Of course not, in the Micro Era, if there is anything inexhaustible, it is territory. It's for some ...... Something that the macrons could not understand, in one of the largest battles, the battle line was ...... Oh, according to your unit of measurement, more than 100 meters, what a vast battlefield it is! ”

"You've inherited a lot more from the Macro Era than I imagined."

Later, the micro-era focused on preparing for the coming catastrophe. It took us five centuries to build thousands of megacities deep in the earth, each of which seems to you to be a two-meter-diameter ball of stainless steel that can accommodate tens of millions of people. These cities were built 80,000 kilometers underground......

"Wait, the radius of the Earth is only 6,000 kilometers."

"Oh, I'm using our unit again, it's yours, well, eight hundred meters deep! When the signs of the sun's energy flickering, the micro-world moves underground. And then, and then there was the great tribulation.

"Four hundred years after the Great Apocalypse, the first micro-humans came to the surface with a laser drill through the condensed magma from the dungeons along the wide tunnels (about the thickness of a water pipe in the macro-human era), and five centuries later, the micro-humans built a new world of human beings on the ground, a world with tens of thousands of cities and a population of 18 billion.

"The micro-human is optimistic about the future of mankind, and this optimism is so great and unreserved that the people of the macro era cannot imagine. The basis of this optimism is the micro-scale of the micro-epoch society, which has enhanced the ability of human beings to survive in the universe by hundreds of millions of times. For example, the canned food you just opened is enough for all the residents of our city to eat for one to two years, and the canned food box can meet the steel consumption of the city for one to two years. ”

"As a macro era person, I can better understand the huge advantages of the micro era civilization, which is a myth and an epic!" The forerunner said from the bottom of his heart.

"The trend of the evolution of life is to be small, big is not the same as great, and small life can be more harmonious with nature. The giant dinosaurs went extinct, but the ants of the same era survived. Now, if an even greater catastrophe strikes, a spaceship the size of your landing module could transport all of humanity away, and on a small meteorite in space, microhumans can build a civilization and create a decent life. ”

After being silent for a long time, the forerunner said to the tiny sea of people in front of him, which occupied an area the size of a coin: "When I see the earth again, when I think that I am the last person in the universe, I am the saddest person in all mankind, and I mourn more than die of my heart, and no one has ever faced such a death-making situation. But now, I am the happiest person in all mankind, at least the happiest person in the macro people, I see the continuation of human civilization, and the continuation of its practical civilization is not enough to describe the micro era, this is the sublimation of human civilization! We are all human beings in the same vein, and now, I ask the Micro Era to accept me as an ordinary citizen of your society. ”

"We have accepted you since we detected the Ark, you can live on Earth, and it is not a problem for the Micro Era to provide you with a macro life."

"I will live on Earth, but everything I need can be obtained from the Ark, the ship's ecological circulation system is enough to sustain the rest of my life, and the macro people can no longer consume the resources of the earth."

"But now things are improving, in addition to the climate of Venus is becoming more suitable for humans, the temperature on the planet is also warming, the oceans are melting, and maybe by next year, it will rain in many parts of the planet and plants will grow."

"Speaking of plants, have you ever seen them?"

"We've been growing moss inside the cover, which is a very tall plant, with each branch a dozen stories high! And chlorella in the water......"

"Have you ever heard of grass and trees?"

"Do you mean macro-era plants that are as huge as mountains? Alas, that was a myth of antiquity. ”

The Precursor smiled slightly, "I'm going to do something, and when I come back, I'll show you the gifts I gave to the Micro Era, and you'll love those gifts!" ”