The day of that encounter was not a sunny day, but a dark and rainy day. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info As a rare blued Casa man without any superpowers after the Great Mutation, Trils is faithfully performing his job - the material keeper.

Yes, the great scientist Trills that Marshal Gillis said was actually putting gold on the face of the Casa Federation. In fact, before his career, Trils was equivalent to a security guard in Huaxia, or the kind of security guard who was only accompanied by a dog in an empty compound.

At that time, the biggest advantage of Trills's whole body was the ability to have children, after all, the disaster suffered by the Casa people was super lacking in morality, and it even led to the possession of sexual ability as a superpower......

If I put a pole full of small advertisements for infertility in Dahuaxia and planted it in the Casa world, I don't know if it will be regarded as a miracle by these Kasa people......

In any case, Triles, a blued man, was regarded as an important member of the racial revival by the thin-blooded Casa Federation, and specially arranged for him to work as an inconsequential storekeeper far from the battlefield. At that time, technology had not yet been revived, and society was still in turmoil, so Trills's workplace was a bit of a paradise.

If it hadn't been for that storm, maybe in a few years Trills would have been arranged for a few blued women, and happily ever after they had children as their responsibility. However, when the gust of wind lifts the fragile warehouse roof, the aura of Triles' protagonist Destiny finally lights up, and Goldfinger's sonorous appearance music finally plays. Most of the treasures stored in this warehouse are some treasures of the Casa royal family, except for a few large stones of unknown origin with beautiful shapes, most of which have been reduced to debris or tattered objects after the 'theft day'. The reason why these rags are still left is that the world of Casa at that time still retains the idea of luck, hoping that one day everything will be restored to its original state, and these heirloom cultural relics are the same. To put it bluntly, in fact, it is the same as some earthlings who are reluctant to throw away the VCD and cassette recorder that have long been outdated, and they always feel that they may be able to use it again one day.

As a conscientious warehouse keeper, Triles naturally didn't let it go when he saw that the roof of the warehouse was removed, and rushed up directly to the wind and rain. Then, he saw something that he was destined to never see in this life—the Space Tree.

The heart of data that had been dormant in his body for a long time was instantly activated at this moment, and the countless difficult and complex information emitted by the space tree slapped on his body together with the big raindrops, and the raindrops splashed on his body, and those difficult messages set off earth-shattering waves in his mind.

When the rain passed, Triles, who woke up clinging to the space tree, found that his eyes were clear, and some knowledge that was like a book from heaven in the past turned into a daily routine.

Triles, the great scientist who turned the world of Casa back from the brink of collapse, was born!

The Flower of Almighty is the first and greatest achievement that Trils has achieved after establishing some kind of mysterious connection between the data heart and the spatial tree.

Through the extraction of this new substance, the world of Casa was revitalized, and Trils himself devoted almost all of his energy to reviving technology. But as time went on and the work of rebuilding dwindled, Trils began to feel that something was wrong. The amount of knowledge he has acquired is only a drop in the ocean compared to the entire spatial tree. The more massive information contained in it is locked by an extremely advanced encryption technology, and even if you exert the power of the data heart to the limit, you can only touch some scratches the surface.

But the weirdest part is not that, Trales, who has completed the transition from storekeeper to scientist, also finds that the information about mutants that he has easy access to is far more complex and difficult to understand than those that are highly encrypted.

To put it bluntly, the information of the world variant is obviously more advanced than the information that is encrypted, but the existence of the highest level of technology is not as good as that of those low-level information. This put the subsequent work of Triles, a half-scientist, in a difficult situation, and the discovery and application of the Almighty Flower made the starting point of Casa's revival very high. However, the delay in inventing a weapon that can effectively target the Wind Demon has caused the whole situation to fall into a situation where you will not advance or retreat.

Just as Triles was struggling to extract the complete energy decay weapon manufacturing technology from the spatial tree, the tide of faction rivalry in the world of Casa arrived. He has deep sympathy for the Survival Alliance, and he knows that if there is no weapon that can effectively target the Wind Demons, then all the purposes of the Survival Alliance are flags planted on the road to death, and there is no way out except to destroy them. Because it is the instinct of all intelligent beings to avoid unknown dangers, whether to engage in a war with a high probability of the destruction of the entire race, or to flee with a high probability of survival...... Of course, the official Casa does not put the word escape on their lips, they call it a resuscitative retreat.

Of the choices that are essentially life and death, the vast majority of people will of course choose to live, even those who have lost their gender and are mad.

When the retreat faction took over, the escape plan was immediately on the table. Later, the Casa Federation discovered that the only one who could ensure the execution of this plan was Triles, a sympathizer of the Survival Alliance. All kinds of lobbying efforts of co-optation and coercion naturally followed.

On the one hand, it is the crisis of the extinction of the Casa race, on the other hand, it is sympathy for the Survival Alliance, and on the other hand, it is unbearable to see the Planet Casa abandoned like this. In the days that followed, Trils went into a state of almost madness, desperately trying to push the heart of data to the extreme, trying to break the shackles of information that could save the world of Casa.

The Heart of Data is essentially Triles' consciousness body, and in the process of using the consciousness body to continuously hit the space tree, he gradually finds that he and the space tree have some kind of conjoined signs. In the past, he could only feel the spatial tree when he kept the connection, but now even if the consciousness link was broken, he still seemed to be inextricably linked to the spatial tree. The space tree had somehow turned into a towering tree in his consciousness, and he was just an ant on the branches.

This wonderful change made him both panic and excited, panicked that the spatial tree had gradually taken over the consciousness aspect, and excited that his understanding of the spatial tree could finally be further advanced. This state of affairs lasted for half an Earth year, and in this half year, Triles finally unveiled the mystery of the space tree.

Inside the empty gold tree are nearly 100 seas of information, each of which can imprison unimaginable scientific wealth. The mutated science and technology were hastily loaded into temporary storage for unknown reasons. It was because it was a temporary storage area that had not been encrypted in any way, that Triles was able to easily access that part of the information.

Thinking that he had a certain understanding of the spatial tree, Triles had a bold idea - to completely withdraw his data heart from the ontology, merge with the spatial tree, and infect the information flow of the entire spatial tree with his active consciousness, so as to obtain full control of the spatial tree. In this way, he can control all the information seas, and there must be weapons that can target the wind demons, and the problems faced by the planet Kasa will naturally no longer be a problem.

The reason why this is a bold idea is that Triles also understands the risks. The information flow of one's consciousness completely integrated into the space tree is like a glass of fresh water poured into the sea, and what awaits him may not be to control the entire space tree, but to be swallowed by the space tree.

Faced with an equally great temptation in the face of great risk, Triles, who had been standing on the edge of the cliff, was finally pushed down. And the last straw that crushed him was the ultimatum of the Casa Federation - either you help us make the Casa Wings, or we will cut down the Survival Alliance and eradicate your thoughts.

It was another stormy night, and Trils was ready for everything he could, completely detaching himself from his body, like a tiny moth, flying towards the bright future of the uncertain future.