This is the cosmic space, the year of the Earth A.D. 9056 A.D. As early as the middle of the 71st century, mankind completed the great cause of great integration, and the people of the world formed an inseparable collective. The world is united, the world is united, war is not about slaughtering people, and there is no discrimination in the world. One country, tens of millions of nationalities, tens of billions of people, one family, all of us support such a legend -- the United Nations. What was once a country has become the branch of the United Nations today, all men are created equal, as bright and dazzling as the thunder in the sky, crossing the sixth world political revolution of mankind, but only for a short moment, it disappeared into the sky. Two thousand years of peace, legendary, have begun to corrupt.

Here, long ago as Chinese mainland, it was a great country founded more than 7,000 years ago and was one of the cores of the predecessor of the United Nations. Now, it's called United Asia Zone 9. In the capital, Huaxia City, on the edge of this steel forest, there is a villa area that hardly conforms to the characteristics of the times, yes, villas have been eliminated for more than 2,000 years.

Two thousand years ago, mankind ushered in the ninth scientific and technological revolution, and finally discovered the huge energy hidden under the living system, and developed it, and obtained the energy that can be stable and sustainable on a large scale. Mankind has entered a new era, energy is no longer an unfavorable factor restricting development, and the pace of development of science and technology has become slow and seems to have reached saturation.

The villa area is overgrown with weeds and is full of dilapidated buildings from the last century. This is not the city that a new century should have, it is like a mistake that appeared on the edge of China. In this era, the breed of real estate merchant has disappeared from the face of the earth. There is almost no one to buy land under the United Nations anymore, and of course, no one wants to, after all, everyone already has their own home, so why bother to break the bank?

In a small wooden building that looked a little ruined, a beautiful woman was lying on a hospital bed, her face as pale as paper, without a trace of blood. A pair of crystal blue eyes, the gaze was already a little sluggish, and endless fatigue crept up the corners of her beautiful eyes. Her hands were filled with tubes to deliver life-sustaining medicines, oxygen masks covered half of her beautiful face, and next to her hospital bed were several medical instruments that were relatively rudimentary in that era.

Even the precision instruments and equipment of the ninety-first century and all kinds of excellent potions could not restore the fading vitality of women. Every era must have its own incurable diseases, and the research of medical science will never end. Even though oxygen blessed her breathing, she still had trouble breathing.

She tilted her head and looked in the direction of the blinds, where tall weeds could be seen outside the courtyard. That's what she liked, so the servants never pulled it out. But at the moment she no longer had the strength to admire, she seemed to be waiting, looking forward to something.

Next to the hospital bed, a little boy about four years old was standing there with tears in his eyes, a pair of white and fat hands holding the woman's pale hands. Outside, dozens of medical staff walked anxiously around the door, and a servant walked in through the door.

"Madam, we can't find Mr. Chen. According to the housekeeper, Mr. Chen seems to be on the side of the elders' house. When the servant said these words, the corners of his eyes were red, his voice changed a little, his tone was very low, and a sad atmosphere spread.

"Oh-really? Katsuten, you really...... Don't you even want to see Xin'er for the last time? Have you forgotten Xin'er? Or ......" The woman's expression instantly became sad and haggard, her face became whiter, her eyes overflowed with endless despair, and two lines of tears slipped down involuntarily. The corners of the servants' eyes moistened, and they silently withdrew, knowing that the last time should be reserved for the young master.

The woman looked out the window again, as if she had exhausted all her strength, "Shengtian, Xin'er can't wait for you......" The woman began to cough violently before she finished speaking, knowing that a bright red overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

"Mom, what's wrong with you...... The mother ...... "Seeing the blood at the corner of the woman's mouth, the little boy was so anxious that he cried so much that his whole body trembled slightly, and his little face was full of tears, horror and heartache. The woman lowered her head and looked at her son beside her, showing a rare smile, which looked so poignant. The weak slender hand caressed the little boy's chubby little face, and his eyes revealed endless reluctance and love, and two tears slipped down.

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"Feng Qi, help mom take off this oxygen mask, okay?"

The little boy's face was full of pain, and tears were already soaking through his clothes. The little boy carefully removed the oxygen mask from the woman's face with his chubby little hands.

"Turn off all these pesky tubes and machines, they make mom look so ugly. The woman's voice was so soft, and the word by word gently struck the little boy's heart, but it made him cry bitterly. But he was still strong and did everything according to his mother's expectations.

The woman held the little boy's little hand and said very weakly, "Feng Qi, don't cry anymore." You're a man, you can't shed tears easily!" the little boy tried desperately to stop his tears, but they became more and more angry. The woman smiled weakly, stroked the little boy's cheek, and said in a slightly trembling voice, "Feng Qi, mom is about to leave you." In the future, Feng Qi should take good care of himself, so he should take care of you for his mother. Remember to think of your mother often, she will be very happy to know it. No...... Your father, when you see your father in the future, tell him that your mother will always be ...... He. Feng Qi, live strongly, mom loves you......"

The woman's tired eyes slowly closed, and in her last gaze was endless attachment and reluctance, and the hand that was caressing Lan Fengqi's chubby cheek suddenly slipped down. The little boy cried desperately, but there were no more hands to wipe away his tears for him, and he couldn't wait for that beautiful smile.

In the hallway, the servants, nurses, and physicians listened silently to the sound of the boy's weeping, each with their heads bowed, the corners of their eyes moist, silently not making a sound.

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"From that day on, I could never forget anything again. My memory compels me to write down every second of my life......"

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A huge, magnificent academy of sciences. In a huge lecture room, tens of thousands of spectators were densely seated on the circular staircase suspended chairs, and it was black. On the circular podium in the center, a middle-aged man in his early forties wore a slender and handsome scientific research robe, a pair of obsidian-like dazzling glasses, and a confident smile on the corner of his mouth. His charm conquered all the audience, holding a laser image in his left hand, and the body language of his right hand impassionedly showed the audience his new research. A tool that could replace all future short-distance transport. Micro, single-person, user low-altitude levitation, controlled by brain waves to move the direction of speed, etc......

His brilliant talent caused a sensation in the audience, and such talents are really needed in this scientific community, which is almost saturated with science and technology and is developing very slowly.

The audience applauded him, and the judges lost their previous seriousness and stood up one after another, with all kinds of incredible expressions on their faces. After the announcement ended, countless developers threw out heavy profits to win over or buy his research results. The man just smiled lightly and refused one by one, "I'm sorry, I've already agreed to give this result to a friend of mine." He's going to develop this technology for me and bring it to people all over the country. Thank you, thank you for your attention. ”

After that, the man squeezed out of the crowd and looked at the gate where next to the huge pillar, a beautiful woman and the little girl she was leading. He tilted his head, showed a charming smile, and opened his arms, "Rou, I succeeded!"

The woman threw her daughter into his broad arms together, and the warm and happy atmosphere of the family made the developer and Ji Ji who followed behind intoxicated, and they couldn't bear to break such a beautiful scene. The three of them got into a car and disappeared from everyone's sight.

The hall was still in an uproar, and people had not yet recovered from the surprise. In the corner of the judges' seat, a judge in his sixties flashed a trace of resentment in his eyes.

"This man must be used by me! Otherwise, he will not be allowed to exist!"

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Six years later......

"Ding-dong, ding-dong......"

The loud bells reverberated in the huge academy, and after 10,000 years, people found that they still liked the ancient and pleasant sound. The bustling academy began to fall silent, and the black crowds in the playground and hallways began to recede, returning to the boxes where they were supposed to go. This tradition has been well preserved, and the teaching profession has continued for tens of thousands of years, making it one of the oldest professions in existence.

The school building is as gorgeous as a retro-style palace, and every classroom is magnificent, like a palace. A middle-aged teacher with gold eyes, a gorgeous black tuxedo, and a white tie trimmed with gold wire, who looked very kind and gentle, walked in. He walked handily and steadily, with a dark green whip under his arm, and two ancient books with ornate covers in his hands, and walked up to the marble podium.

"Good. Students, let's start class, please be quiet and return to your seats. "The teacher's voice was magnetic, but the classroom was still noisy, and there was no idea of restraining it at all.

The teacher's whip struck on the crystal lectern, "Please go back to your seats, please." ”

The group of children below, most of whom were about eleven or twelve years old, suddenly had a strange smile on their faces when they heard such disrespectful words. Slowly returned to his seat, a luxurious sofa and a crystal table, some with Erlang's legs crossed, some lying on the sofa, some looking in the mirror to shoot powder, the only thing that was the same was that they all looked like watching a play.

Suddenly the teacher was a little embarrassed, he didn't notice that by the window, a handsome young man was sitting straight and upright, and his azure pupils were staring at him seriously.