Lan Ye was in a library on Wei Er, looking at the books seriously, and his mind was immersed in them.

Pages and pages of paper carry the weight of history, and totemic pictures record the history of Shimmer for thousands of years.

This library was built 2,000 years ago, located in a valley surrounded by mountains on three sides and facing water on one side, with beautiful scenery, osprey singing in the evening, there is a mountain wind to carry the clouds and Lan to drift in the morning, and there is a colorful glow chasing the sunset into the night at night.

Mountain breeze, night rain, clouds, sunset, the different unique scenery of the four seasons, Lan Ye has spent several spring and autumn here.

It was originally a university, but many years ago, the university was moved away, and it was vacated and treated as a library.

Even today, you can still see pavilions that were made of materials that seem to be outdated.

Those flower beds, those trees hugged by several people, and those stone inscriptions that were blurred under the erosion of wind and rain, may be left by groups of students who have walked out of here in the past two thousand years.

The library has a history, and the books in it also have a history, from the ancient Canglan text books (the books on the Blue Lotus and March) to today's holographic virtual images, the vast and endless knowledge and the spiritual wealth of a civilization are gathered here.

Turning the pages of ancient books, the pages of paper are overflowing with the fragrance of ink, the eyes are lowered, and the lines of words are in sight, like a beautiful butterfly that makes the orchid wander in the sea of history and knowledge at night.

I have already turned over how the various races were collected by the White Night, how they developed in the underworld, why they split due to their different choices, and how they migrated to March. What difficulties have you experienced in March!

The more you read, the more you understand. Lan Ye felt that while this civilization was incredible, the path it was taking was not all smooth sailing. Rather, it is fraught with all kinds of dangers.

Escaping March and running to the glimmer of light is a simple thing to do in some people's eyes, but is it really like that?

Not!

Massive interstellar travel, trekking tens of light-years to reach an unknown star system, no one knows what will happen on the road to the stars for decades? What could have happened in that galaxy?

The unknowns of all this, and the difficulties of the starry journey. It's far from being clear in a few words.

Moreover, this is not an interstellar expedition composed of a few people, dozens, hundreds, or even thousands, tens of thousands of people, but a helpless choice made by a civilization and tens of billions of members for the freedom of the future in which they live.

If you are not careful, it is not a few people who die, but tens of billions of lives that will be destroyed along with civilization!

However, these footprints have been traversed, and difficulties have been taken. In Lan Ye's eyes, it is not the biggest and the most difficult.

She opened an old virtual image with her bare hands, and the virtual picture scroll spread out like flowing water, making her immediately place herself in an illusory world.

It's a world of simulation. The wind blows the river and the water waves slightly, the leaves flutter lightly, and the sun is shining. The flowers and plants on the field follow the wind, and the fragrance of flowers is faintly coming.

She was in an ancient Roman Colosseum. When I looked up, I was surrounded by a sea of people.

These people are all races above the Glimmer. There are people, there are moon elves, there are bugs, there are goblins, there are snake people, more than a dozen different races, and the projection ring of tens of billions of members sits in the Colosseum.

She was a little puzzled, she didn't know why such a glimmer race gathered here? She looked into the middle of the field, and the phantom of the white night was standing in the center.

"This is the judgment judgment before Shimmer banishes the Fallen!"

I don't know when, Bai Chu also came to the Colosseum, bloody-clad and silver-haired, the two of them seemed to be under the watchful eyes of tens of billions of people, but none of them really looked at them.

This is like a living person, like the real world, but in fact it is a virtual shadow, a glimmer of historical data recorded by science and technology.

Lan Ye wanted to ask Bai Chu, Bai Chu pointed at it, Lan Ye looked at his finger, and Bai Ye was reading something with a calm face.

This is not really reading, but conveying the indictment of the fallen in optical language.

Yes, it is the prosecution, the contradiction between the fallen and the progressive has intensified, and this time, it will be the final judgment and judgment of the fallen.

More than 10 billion members of all races are in custody, some of them are degenerates, some of them are relatives and friends of the degenerate, but now they are being taken down and waiting for the verdict of civilization.

Their projection is the same in the Colosseum, but they are divided into special areas, and they are also entitled to defend what they have done, to claim their power.

Most of them hang their heads, knowing that their fate has become unpredictable and unpredictable.

As Hakuya finished reading the indictment of the Fallen, a trial verdict that Lan Ye had never imagined began.

"I'm against it, it's not fair, why punish them like that? Do they need to be banished outright, even if they are at fault? ”

"Our ancestors once threw their heads and shed their blood for the glimmer, did you treat us like this?"

"You are dictatorial, ruthless, inhumane, inhumane! Aren't you afraid that your descendants and relatives will also suffer such punishments? ”

"Look at him, him, and her, their ancestors were almost all dead when they fought the Moon Beasts in March. Now that you are going to expel their descendants, what do you want the heroic souls of these pioneers and martyrs to think? ”

"You are doing this because of the wrath of man and God, and if you have children and relatives and friends who have fallen in the future, will you also exile them?"

"Our ancestors contributed to the Glimmer, so what's wrong with enjoying a little now?"

"Isn't the contribution of our ancestors a contribution? And what happened to us inheriting their wealth? What's wrong? ”

"Archon, it's just bullshit, it's the highest, it's really disgusting, born as a human being, but not for the sake of the human race, but protecting a group of alien races, you mongrel who has forgotten your ancestors, a traitor!"

"The girl of the Moon Elf Clan, fortunately you didn't meet Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu would have seen one by one!"

"Snake people, remember to the uncle, don't let the uncle come back one day, otherwise the uncle will slaughter you! Hahaha! ”

"Please, forgive her, she's just a child."

All sorts of voices filled the Colosseum, accusing, invective, insulting, and begging echoed in Lan Ye's ears.

Some of the degenerate have red eyes and crazy hideous faces, like a wild beast, all kinds of insulting words in their mouths, if it weren't for the virtual world, their flesh is being guarded, maybe they would have rushed up and scuffled into a ball.

Some of the accusers looked proud and upright, telling how they worked hard for the development of civilization and how they threw their heads and spilled their blood! It seems that the glorious past of their ancestors can become an excuse for them to be lazy and try to lie on other people's backs to suck blood.

Some beggars are begging to let their relatives and friends go, not to banish them, in their words, civilization and technology are so advanced, what is the point of raising a few idlers who eat idle food? Isn't it just a matter of more pairs of chopsticks and more people eating?

Lan Ye looked around and noticed that there were Progressives arguing with the Fallen, and more Forwards were silent.

Although it was a virtual image, she seemed to see the struggle and confusion in their eyes, and many people gradually regained their clarity and determination.

In her thousands of years of life, she had never encountered such a thing, and she wondered if such a ruling was fair.

Our ancestors sacrificed their lives and sacrificed their lives and wisdom to this civilization, but now, civilization wants to exile them because of the laziness and depravity of its descendants, right?

Is this fair? Or, isn't it fair?

What would the ancestors of these fallen people think if they knew that the civilization they had built would one day be expelled and abandoned even by their descendants?

Isn't it right for future generations to inherit the status and wealth that their ancestors struggled for?

And this kind of punishment is too severe, isn't it? You must know that the relatives and friends of those who have fallen are not degenerates, but many of them are the elites of civilization, such as scientists, professors, doctors, well-known scholars, etc., and they are just to let their children or relatives stay in civilization, is it also wrong? To exile them together so mercilessly?

It's too ruthless, like someone yelling "You are dictatorial, ruthless, inhumane, inhumane!" Aren't you afraid that your descendants and relatives will also suffer such punishments? ”

Lan Ye fell into deep thought for a moment, the Colosseum formed by the virtual images around her was still noisy, but more of the forwarders were becoming calmer and calmer.

The phantom of the white night stood in the center, he was just an image recorded by technology, standing there, without waves. (To be continued.) )