Duck opened his eyes again, and he was back in reality.

The cold metal operating table slowly loosened the restraints, and he rolled over and sat up, seeing the little old man's face.

The little old man smiled and said, "How is it, Second Lieutenant Obos, is the life of a mortal on the eve of the destruction of Atalantis an eye-opener for you?"

Dark's face was gloomy and he didn't speak.

"How did you die?"

"Didn't you know that? He was besieged by a squadron of special forces and shot indiscriminately. ”

Leaving his college class, Duck was besieged by a bunch of media reporters, and under the bombardment, he escaped back to his apartment with urine. Then, the police came to the door, the police just left on the front foot, and the Atalantis National Security Agency personnel on the back foot came to ask him to "assist in the investigation", Duck saw that things were not good, and ran away, and then there was the battle royale joke that the masses liked to see.

In the end, the evil authorities take Riley as a persecution, and Duck is finally heroic.

Thinking of this, he was short of breath.

The old man still grinned: "Who made you so maverick? Isn't it good to experience it honestly for three days?"

"I don't want to live that rotten and stupid life for a minute! I feel like I'm being fooled, you know? I feel like I'm being fed like a pig, and I'm enjoying the pleasure of rolling in a mud pit, you know? It's disgusting!"

The old man retracted his frivolous look and said, "The life in that world is superior, rich, and stable, and there are not even beggars. Everyone enjoys a high degree of freedom and happiness. I don't know how many times better this is than the current earthly world, why don't you like it?"

"After all that is said, Atalantis is definitely not as simple as being well fed and clothed. When you're done, I'll tell you why. ”

"The Organ Printing Room, where we can change arms and legs is as easy as changing a pair of glasses, the Psychic Hive can generate tens of millions of solutions to solve problems in a second and select the best one for us, the Xenomorph Repository and the Biochemical War Beast Research Institute ensure the absolute safety of humans, the Nukalel Reactor provides us with an endless supply of magical energy and power, and the highly automated production allows humans to permanently get rid of the heavy manual labor that destroys their muscles and bones, and devote more time and energy to thinking- All in all, humanity is infinitely closer to God, and as a commoner, what else are you not satisfied with?"

"I don't want to live in a fool's paradise. ”

"Oh?"

"The world of Atalantis is divided. City executives and military personnel live in the real world, feeding civilians as stupid brutes, feeding them fragmentary, overwhelming amounts of ineffective information – fragments that provide happiness. Stupid civilians wallow in cheap pleasure and turn themselves into oranges that have been squeezed out of juice one after another, leaving only shriveled rind and pulp. The only value of their existence is to provide a source of thought for the hive of the mind!"

The old man raised his eyebrows, but he suppressed the idea of interrupting Dark, and said in a trembling voice, "Go on, young man!"

"The biggest difference between the mind hive and the human brain is that it cannot produce human thoughts on its own. It is a huge pocket and stirr, and all the solutions to problems and the ways of choosing are extracted and learned from the brains of countless human beings. To provide it with thinking fodder is the only role of the commoners who are raised like pigs and sheep!"

The old man sighed softly.

Duck exclaimed, "You said that when the roots of a tree rot, the tree is finished." That's right, the roots of Atalantis rotted, completely rotted. Booth of the Grand Trust controls everything, and that is only the surface, and even if he achieves all his goals, he can only play the game of mind permutations with the hive of his mind in vain! He can only watch as Atalantis rots and destroys, and even if he is replaced by Speaker Canedi, he is powerless and powerless!"

The old man burst into tears: "Yes, yes! At that point, no one can do anything! The common people themselves choose happiness, choose to fall into happiness, from the pursuit of simple pleasure to another pleasure, sinking deeper and deeper, unable to extricate themselves. All dissidents are heretics, and all changes are sin. Survival as a thrill-seeking beast is their only way to survive. ”

Dark's expression was also gloomy: "Only if you have experienced it yourself, will you understand - entertainment to death, entertainment to death." This is the real reason for the destruction of Atalantis. ”

"Yes, the blooming flower of thought is the most beautiful flower in the world, and when everything becomes the material for the pursuit of happiness, the flower of thinking completely withers, and the fate of mankind withers away. Ensign, let's get back to the original question, will you revive Atalantis?"

Duck was silent for a long time, and finally, he looked up with difficulty: "No. ”

"Why? Have you forgotten the glory of the military and the glory of that glorious era?"

"What's the point of simply doing it all over again?"

"At least you can enjoy the pleasure of the strong. And after you die, even if the flood is monstrous, it has nothing to do with you. ”

"I don't want to be a stupid brute, and I'm not going to pursue a way to turn people into brutes. Just like you, right, Honorable Speaker Canidy?"

"A person whose head is blown out cannot save his mind. ”

"But it can be backed up, the Psychic Hive has such a function, and the organ printing room provides us with replaceable body parts – humans are more like a god, right?"

The old man was silent for a moment and nodded slightly: "Yes." I'm Canidy. So, young man, who are you?"

"Dark, a small patrolman in the feudal kingdom of Doland, is now looking for ways to become stronger in order to win back the woman he likes. I have my eye on the three artifacts of Atalantis—the Armor of Deathfire, the Book of Psychic Guidance, and the Sword of Decay. ”

Canidi sighed: "Yes, our era is over, I don't want to make trouble again, but you don't, you should have a new identity, a new life-"

"I'm sorry!"

A sudden apology interrupted Candidy's words.

"I've kept you waiting for three thousand years, I'm too late!"

As he spoke, Darkk stepped forward, leveled his shoulders at the magical image, and saluted him in a dignified manner: "The last human survivor of the Omega team, Second Lieutenant Obos, reports to you." Please instruct. ”

Canedy burst into tears: "My second lieutenant, I didn't expect Booth to start so quickly and crack the code of the Psychic Hive first, and I am directly responsible for the sacrifice of your team——"

"Please instruct!"

"The Nukalel reactor is starting up, someone is trying to revive the remains of Atalantis, that person, most likely Booth!"

"Booth, isn't he dead?"

"If we can survive by using the Hive of the Mind to preserve our minds, so can he! He has been dormant for three thousand years, and he must have a deeper understanding of this world than we do, and we are very dangerous, very dangerous. But we must not allow him to drag another unpolluted civilization into the abyss. ”

Canedi took a deep breath and said loudly, "Get this careerist out of the garbage heap of Atalantis and kill it!"

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