The Creator may indeed be fair, and He did not give the Caesar people a strong body, but He gave them unsurpassed wisdom. Their spirits are so strong that they look like a ball of light hanging in the air. In order to perpetuate the nation, they continued to make progress and created puppets to replace the body, but they were not satisfied with the colonization plan, the creation plan, and if Caesar was not exterminated by Pange, there might be even more crazy plans.

????“ What an amazing group of lives. Thinking of this, Hu Dahai was a little chilly and sighed.

??? Hu Dahai circled around the skeleton for half a circle, turned over the budding side, and saw the Xuanguang Pool pressed under the skeleton.

Hu Dahai shouted, "I've found an exit." ”

Zhen Cheng hurriedly ran over, tripped and fell under his feet, and when he looked back, it turned out that there was still a skeleton of a human watch lying on the edge of the Xuanguang Pool, because it was just pressed under the giant skeleton, and it was not recognized.

Hu Dahai's eyes were quick, and he held Zhen Cheng, who was about to fall, and unexpectedly found that this skeleton was holding a metallic book in his hand.

The book is strange to hold in your hand, it looks like metal, but it is actually more comfortable than paper.

I used most of the book, and it was all handwritten.

Although they are all in Caesar, for Hu Dahai, who has artificial intelligence hidden in his brain, it is not difficult to translate.

As long as these words are moved into the brain, they can be directly converted into the most primitive neural signals.

Strange peoples, strange words.

Seeing that Hu Dahai was looking strong, Zhen Cheng couldn't help but respect him a little.

These strange symbols, Brother Hu can understand, it's really amazing, Zhen Cheng was curious: "What does this book say!" ”

"A diary, this man's name is Ford, and he should be the last director of this institute." Hu Dahai sighed: "Although this guy has lived for more than two hundred years. But his life was full of contradictions and pain. ”

From the first chapter of his diary, it can be inferred that this man was born in 2794, and his father split out of him, and died in an accident of the Otherworldly Project. The life of the owner of this diary witnessed two galactic wars and experienced the entire process of the destruction of the Caesars.

This unfortunate fellow, as the first chapter reads: 2818.11, I have been in the cold puppet for 24 years, and today I have finally become a student of the great Dean Mary, and entered the coveted Villa Academy. What's even more exciting is that I will be traveling to the planet with Dean Ma Li and will receive the first living object in my life as a host.

The rest of the pages are basically a record of what he saw and heard in the creation area of the Zofu Star. The Caesar people's values of aggression as a good talk made it difficult for Hu Dahai to accept such a racial creature from his heart.

If these things happened to him, Hu Dahai felt that this was simply a nightmare that would destroy his life. Living, mutated, biochemical experiments, carnage......

These things are so novel and noble in the eyes of this guy.

However, in the second half of this diary, Hu Dahai found something interesting.

2858.7, the second time I changed hosts, I felt an indescribable feeling in my realization, well, "it" told me that this feeling was called 'fear'. When I returned to Caesar from the Creation Zone, I had the same nightmare every day. The great teacher Eli told me that it was because my heart was not strong enough that I was affected by the creatures in the host's body that I had nightmares, which was a manifestation of fear. To learn to make one's heart strong is to understand one's host. That night, my mentor taught me how to use the host's interesting organs, which they call "the joy of reproduction." "The joy of breeding" was a weird word, but it felt good to use, and I didn't have any more nightmares that night.

2865.8, my student Carter found me. In the cycle of history, I enlighten my students like my mentors. He slept deeply. Looking at my students, I couldn't sleep for a long time. For Carter, tonight is just the beginning. But for me, my soul has been falling, bioelectric chaos, contradictions in worldviews, and my mind has not been able to find an outlet for catharsis in the conflict. I had to use medication to numb myself. Listen to my old friend Longji, this drug comes from the earth, very precious and rare, where there is an interesting name called "marijuana." "Regardless of the name, it works really well.

?? 2875.8 I don't know when I started to be terrified, and every time I entered the Creation Zone, it always broke my spirit. The last time I entered the Creation Zone, the nightmare never stopped. Watching the Dougs, Foxes, and Picks on the Dog, Fox, and Picks kneel down like a god to put on my boots, my body felt sick to my stomach. These kings, who are usually high in power, wish to sacrifice their best bodies to us, so that "miracles" can befall them, and I am vain to the extreme. "Vanity" is a devil, evil, cruel, and unstoppable, which dominates me and I change my body again and again, and also makes my soul sink deeper and deeper. There was always uneasiness and guilt behind the void, and every time I saw a living body being pulled into the dissecting table, I could hardly control my mental state. The squalor and horror of these living minds make me shudder. Vanity, fear, disguise, it is they who bring the devil into my spiritual world. I was terrified, but I couldn't control the fall.

2884.5, I don't know how Mentor Ma Li lived through the years of one hundred and forty years. On this day, she finally couldn't stand it anymore and chose to end her spirit. Watching him pass away in the world, my heart was already empty. What is "emptiness"? It doesn't matter anymore. I became the new director of the institute as I wished, and this dream did not bring any spiritual joy. In my "head", a frightening thought popped into my head. Forgive your cowardly and ignorant descendants, Caesar, whose faith in you is wavering. I can't help but wonder if the path of evolution is correct, and maybe without a host, the Caesars could have gone better. Please excuse my ignorance and cowardice, which is not a problem that an "empty" devil like me should be troubled in the first place. Looking at the relics of the Guru, I believe that the perseverance of our former descendants will always illuminate the path of our descendants.

In August 2906, Caesar's war with Pangu caused the price of marijuana to skyrocket. I suspect that the creation plan that we are so proud of was the trigger for their war with the Panchu people. I hated the plan, but I wanted to serve him for the rest of my life. What a ridiculous life.? I don't think that those Pangu people with tumors in their bodies and stubborn heads can be the enemies of the great Caesar.

The 2910.8 conflict continues, and my medication is out of stock. I had to use synthetic drugs instead, and the results were a bit unsatisfactory. It's not clear how long the war will last, but victory isn't far off, right? When Pangu's understanding of life was still based on the theory of blood, we had already become creators. I firmly believe that the meaning of life lies in creating and evolving, not in waiting for nature to advance. We have the most powerful creatures in the galaxy, and they are the best hosts, the most powerful warriors born by nature. However, I curse the incompetent Imperial generals, who enjoy the best resources of the Empire, but cannot win even a single Pangu Clan.