Everyone was stupid and didn't dare to talk, only Brian was the thickest and the most daring, rubbing his hands and saying: "Six million years, it's really a long time, so you have to wait for a long time." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"The eighth generation of human beings, you are finally born, the optimization probability of the sixth generation of human souls is 1 in 100 million, I thought that after a million years, the universe should give birth to an eighth generation of human beings, it seems that it will last longer than I imagined. The avatar said.

Brian probably understood that his existence was supposed to be a miracle. "Your appearance, is there any unfulfilled wish, I have seen you in my dreams a few times. ”

"Unfulfilled wishes?" the avatar mused, "how is St. Ossidine?"

"I don't know very well, I basically have nothing to do with him, but I heard that he established the Heavenly Realm in a certain space, and laid down two cubs on our continent. Brian said.

"Is it an apostle?"

The same can be said. ”

The avatar looked at Brian quietly, sighed, and said, "Once, I exhausted my heart and soul to help Mr. Hughis and create St. Ossidine. Later, he exhausted his efforts to destroy St. Ossidine, which is really funny to think about. Hughis and I, two people who represent the top wisdom of the Lorning Clan, have actually done something that couldn't be more stupid!"

"You're not going to be mad for six million years, are you?" asked Brian.

The avatar said indifferently: "No, I have died, I have died a long, long time ago, I died in the underground of this plane, but I used a sensing technology to preserve my consciousness in the major ruins, and when I sensed the birth of the eighth generation of human beings, I will gradually be awakened and communicate with it, which is why you often dream of me." My emotions are long gone, neither angry at St. Ossidine for killing us, nor sorry for destroying countless planes. ”

"Am I waking you up?" asked Brian.

"Before I died, I was not sure that life would be revived, that humanity would appear, that you would be born, that everything was just a hypothesis, that everything was just a presupposition, and now it has been proved that my deduction is correct. The avatar said, "Your super soul can sense my residual consciousness fluctuations and integrate them to form sounds and pictures that you can read, no one else can do it except you, but that gentleman used light particles to build my outline, which is very surprising." ”

"I knew it was you, and I didn't admit it?" said Helois, whispering to Byrne in the background.

"Accident, don't you understand? It's just an accident!" Byrne argued.

"What is your intention in asking me to awaken your consciousness, to destroy St. Ossedine and complete your unfinished business?" asked Brian.

"Originally, it was conceived in this way, and the data in my consciousness was stored for this purpose, but before I died, I thought that it was not enough to deal with St. Ossidine. The avatar said, "St. Ossidin exists, the laws of the universe adjust the balance due to his actions, if he perishes, the universe will be further readjusted, it has been six million years, and it may not be clear which one will end well." ”

"I just feel dizzy, what do you mean, I don't understand, will you kill him?" Brian scratched his head.

"Don't worry, there is still a lot of time to come, although my consciousness cannot be maintained for a long time after awakening, there is another way, which can constantly guide you and re-understand the world. The avatar said, "Girl standing behind, please come forward, I would love to see you." ”

"Call you. Helois scolded a stunned Estrid.

"Call me, is it me?"

"Yes, come close to me, let me see, when I was younger, that's what I was. The avatar said, "How can you be exactly like me, who imitated me and made one?"

"My brain is broken, I don't remember it clearly, it seems that Mr. Hughes made me. Estrid said.

"And your name?"

"Estrid"

"This is my name, Mr. Hughris, are you still alive?" the avatar actually sighed with emotion, "Six million years, can't you forget me?"

No one answered, the room was silent, and everyone was wondering, six million years, what a long time, almost endless years, can it be erased, those unforgettable memories?

"Is your head broken, and your soul damaged?" the avatar broke the silence.

"Not really, the soul was implanted in my brain after I woke up after I landed on the ship. ”

"Well, now, I will combine my consciousness with your soul, will you? If you will, you will have all my knowledge and abilities. The avatar said.

"So, am I or not?" said Estrid, worried.

"Yes, I can't change anything about you, it's just a little more in your mind, what I've experienced, you can read, but it doesn't make any difference. ”

Estrid turned to look at Brian for the man's opinion, and Brian shrugged, indicating that he wasn't sure what he was up.

"Take an idea, Brian, I listen to you, and I don't regret being wrong. Estrid said.

"She can trust, my instincts. Brian said.

Estrides faced the avatar and said firmly, "Come on, then." ”

"Thank you!"

After the avatar finished the last sentence, it began to slowly dissipate, scattering into tiny dots of light, flying towards the girl's head, flashing on her smooth forehead, and then disappearing. Estrid closed her eyes, and her heart was uneasy, because even if she closed her eyes, it was not dark in front of her, but a fleeting picture, and countless scenes were passing by, and they were all six million years ago!

About five minutes later, Estrid opened her eyes and looked at the three people in front of her, all nervously anticipating what would change.

"Are you alright?" asked Brian.

"It's okay, my brain seems to have been tinkered with, and everything from before has been remembered. ”

"That's probably because, you're her, and she's made you whole. Brian said.

"Maybe. ”

"I have a doubt now, what should I call you now, is it called grandmother, or sister?"

"It's the second one, Brian, who took Anasta off and let me be the second. Estrid grinned.

"Is this normal or abnormal?" Brian asked Byrne.

"Normal, what girl doesn't have a spring?" Bourne said.

"I have another question, Estrid, since you are Mr. Hughris's favorite, how could he be willing to let you come to this plane, isn't that another separation?" Brian wondered.

"Mr. Thewris has been enchanted by missing Estrid, and in the last few million years, he has made more than fifty thousand Estrides, and I am only one of them, number 50117. ”