On the day that Gu Chuan and Chu Yun were about to leave, Jing Yu took the stairs again and followed the well that had been dug and built in the past to reach the deepest part of the world for them.

The remains of the mentors are laid to rest here.

Compared with the original, Zijin was not present, only Zai. Jae-yi's mind had a lot of questions on his mind, but Kyung-yo said he was going to get here first, so he followed.

"Zijin doesn't seem to be very happy with your arrangement, he doesn't want to lead everyone, and ......" Zai Yan said with great difficulty, his mind went blank, and it took a long time to remember a word that was suitable but they never used for their own people, "The enemy gear people clashed. ”

The faceless and headless Cogwheel Man stood in front of the altar, staring at the head of the Celestial Mentor. He said calmly:

"He is the idol of the new generation of gear people, and he should take on the responsibility of being an idol. He will do it, he won't do it, just ask someone else to do it, and we all need a sign. ”

Countless points of light float quietly in the depths of the boundless pure matter, like flowers blooming in the dark night.

Because the bodies of the mentors are here, the well becomes a place that the new cogs must defend. The entrance to the well is unique. However, in the vast city of Answers, there was not only one way to the entrance of the well in the different areas that were once set up to answer the seventeen questions.

For this reason, the cogwheel people need to be searched, sealed and rebuilt.

Some of the gear people, like Ziyuan, disappeared into the distance that no one knew.

But some of the cogwheel people chose to follow their past lives, unite and unite against the actions of this group of psychopathic cogwheel people.

Jae-yi remembers that they were rapidly re-learning the concepts of leading and being led, collective and non-collective. Now, he saw that the headless man had lowered his horns and was caressing the undecayed head of the Celestial Master.

Jing Gao's indifference made him feel anxious, and he couldn't help but speak:

"Then you should also know that after the gurus stopped, we all became very confused, and everyone kept arguing loudly, arguing about resources, arguing about happiness. These are questions that no one has ever considered, but now everyone is arguing about them, even using force to fight and hurt each other. Now that the situation has fulfilled your wishes, no one has brought up the matter of answering questions anymore. Then you should do something about it, too! You know, they're still listening to you...... It is also important to know that in addition to the controversy with the old school, we also have many internal problems that need to be solved urgently. One of the big issues being discussed recently is the shortage of washing oil...... The washing oil was originally produced by the naturalist organizers...... This is very important, I wanted to persuade, but I was kicked out, and my words were not as effective as you and Zijin. ”

Washing oil is one of the necessities of the life of the gear man, it can be extracted from the depths of the great wilderness crust. This kind of thing, originally never thought about by the gear people, they were always fully supplied. But I don't know why, the gear people who originally produced washing oil with various problems hid a part of the washing oil they produced and no longer gave the full amount, which made many gear people in Gear City forced to use their own tools to start production, and quarreled over the use of washing oil.

The swaying light leaped over the two horns of the capital, and between the two horns was like a bright moon immersed in a lake.

He said:

"I'll think about it, but it's not optimal."

"Is there anything more important than settling a quarrel?"

Zai Yan said anxiously.

"It really doesn't matter! Loaded. ”

Kyogai propped his hands on the altar and used his own fingers to gently wipe out the mysterious dirt that had solidified on the altar. He turned his horns sideways and replied in a high voice.

"What ......"

Zaiyi took a step back.

"The important thing about a thing is your fear of its consequences, what do you care about? Be...... Is our shared safety at stake? Or are you worried that this will make our homeland completely destroyed, and we will start to wander like those aliens who have nowhere to go in the mountains, in the wilderness, in places we can't see? ”

"I ......"

I can't help but feel confused in my tone.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, even now, I disappear, it doesn't matter, even if some group wins, it doesn't matter." He turned his horns sideways, and from the gap in the void seemed to cast a gaze of light, "The important thing for me is that the era prescribed by the Guru is over, and our own era has just begun, and this is a completely desperate 'metamorphosis' experience that will lead to the unknown. You want me to intervene in this matter with my strength, and to re-order it through a certain majesty that I and Zijin have established in advance...... But what do you want order? ”

"I wish I ...... And our kindred, never like the other...... Hurt each other. ”

As soon as Jae-chan had said something, he heard a suppressed laugh from Kyunggai.

"Yes, Zaiyi, Zaiyi, you regret it, do you want the order we establish together or the order under the control of the mentors...... So why do we kill the gurus? Why don't we allow the gurus to continue to control all the people we are left with for a long time and live in peace and happiness in a never-ending peaceful life? ”

Zai Yi never thought about this problem.

But he had realized that Kyung-gin really didn't care much about the cog-griffs' quarrels, and in Kyung-ga's mind, those were really trivial things. This realization made him feel discouraged.

"In the end, you are still at the level of the old school, and your current thinking is not even as thorough as some of our clan who are pretending to be Restoration Masters. At least they know what they want. ”

Kyungyo said in a calm tone.

He wiped the altar clean. He lifted his finger and flicked the dust away.

These words made Jae-chan take another step back, and he almost wanted to leave immediately. Immediately afterward, he heard Jing Gao's next sentence:

"Now, there is no responsibility for answering questions on your shoulders, have you ever thought about what is important to you?

"I ......"

He turned his back to Jing Gao, and was about to say something, but he heard Jing Gao say:

"It's okay, don't tell me, I don't really care about that."

As he spoke, the headless man's long, well-jointed fingers crept over the much cleaner altar, and he saw the inscriptions on the altar, which dated back to before the Cogwheel Man's history.

"No, I'm going to say."

Who knows, Zai Yan spit out a sentence with difficulty.

That was probably the hardest time in his life. Ever since he started as the recorder of the Junping Mentor, he has been following the crowd.

Kyung-yo lifted his horns and turned sideways, as if staring at him with the emptiness between them.

"You should know that quite a few people have left the city."

"Yes."

"Originally, I had already thought about it, but now that I have thought more clearly, I have decided that today, I will leave the city of Answer, and I may or may not come back in the future."

He said in the bleak darkness.

That serious look reminded Jing Yu of the time when Zai Yi found him and Zijin curiously asked why you can firmly believe in your delusions.

It's something that is rare in Kyoka and feels wonderful.

The deepest part of the world is still the same. The stone monuments, stone carvings, stone boxes with cables, and stone pillars at the very edge are all exceptionally warm and resembling the original in the light. When the chamber in the well rises, it makes a subtle sound that light objects in the water make when they rise.

One by one, the glowing crystals were embedded in the glass-like walls, casting their own near-transparent shadows on top of the other glowing crystals.

When a person moves, all the shadows move.

The cables are black, while the blood is black and reddish, the altar is stone blue, and the writing on the stele is vermilion.

One soul has left, and now, only Kyunggai is left here.

"Speaking of which, Zaiyi, Zijin, Jiu, and everyone, have you ever thought about a question?"

He carefully carved it on the altar with his fingers.

"In our history, there have been general descriptions of the seventeen questions, as well as special descriptions and inaccurate descriptions. The quest for a more accurate description of the problem itself is to express what the problem is carefully studied. Generally speaking, all the questions boil down to how we are. ”

"How do we know each other? How do we interfere with matter...... What is our consciousness and what can we choose to do? Can we do it all? What happens to us when we die, and what should we do while we are alive if we are really alive...... And what does our world look like? ”

In the flickering light, the handwriting on it became more and more obvious, and gradually the appearance of three different languages could be recognized. So Jing Yu let go and turned around, turned around on the edge of the altar, and continued to chant as if saying:

"And how is our world going to work...... What are the celestial bodies above our heads, and what will become of us...... Where did we start, how did we express ourselves, and was what we imagined true or false? What is changing along our line with other matter, and can we establish some kind of unmistakable order? And also...... Question 17: Can we learn to sing and dance? ”

But aren't these all strange?

"Researchers of the expression problem claim that this mode of expression is the simplest, simple but not clear, simple, but not simple," he said to himself, "and there is a word in it that is not simple." ”

The word is "we".

The seven mentors wrote the history of the Gearmen, and according to their own texts, they are the origin and sole ancestor of the Gearmen history. In terms of standard time, this definitive origin may have preceded more than 16 million standard hours, at which point these problems already existed.

"Then the obvious question arises, they didn't say it with 'us' and 'us modern living beings', with whom did they say it?"

The Celestial Mentor said in Linhe that the Mentors had made a great migration.

And then, he also said, the gurus also have creators.

There is nothing that has no source.

So what was the original source?

Jing Yong turned his back to the altar and looked at the streamer in the deepest part of the world:

"What, then, my fellow citizens, will their creators look like? In the study of biology, we have long found that animals are different from animals. But why are the countless alien races in the Great Wilderness, as well as us, so similar in appearance? Is it possible to think that, despite the diversity of our bodies, we do share the same common origin? The aesthetic of this origin is what we are now. ”

Under the remains of the Celestial Mentor, the inscriptions on the altar are written in many different languages. One of them is the language of the city of answers. With the text of the answer city inside, you can piece together two different lines of words.

The first line reads: He led people to new freedoms.

The second line reads: What has happened in the past will happen again in the never-ending future.

It's not the first time I've seen this sentence.

He had heard his predecessor state this secret a long time ago. His previous generation was a trillion generation, and now he has been dismantled and reborn.

"Problems in the sky, problems in the earth, problems in the earth, and problems on earth...... Seventeen seemingly incomparably complex questions seem to point to the origin of the world, and we want to explore the mysteries of the world, but these are not our problems. If it's not a question that we ask, we don't need to answer it ourselves. ”

All kinds of words can only be said to listen to yourself.

He took a step back and sat on the altar, gazing at the stone tablet, which was also written in multiple languages. Several languages are transcribed on the stele as if to leave clues for the future.

"We had only one problem from the beginning, and that was ......"

Why should the Gear Man answer these questions.

This is the key to Dingding, the meaning of life.

"We're all going in a direction that's right for us, and we're going to go somewhere." He spun around and came to the chamber where he descended again, and said to himself, "See you in the long river of time, and maybe in the future, we will meet again in a different form." ”

As long as you and we both live long enough.

If you live long enough, you may be able to travel through the desert of time and see ...... Amazing thing.

Kyung-yo rode in the transparent chamber and rose with the light, laughing quietly at first, and then laughing uncontrollably.

The great wilderness on the earth's crust is as always, those fragments of matter that seem to be completely shattered, large areas of land are piled up into hills, piled up into mountains and rivers, moving and migrating in the wind, nothing is eternal, nothing is always moving.

And the farther south you go, the stronger the wind becomes, incredibly strong. The two people walking in the wind are two small black dots.

Zijin stood on the city wall, looking at Gu Chuan and Chu Yun, who were dragging large bags and a small car, walking farther and farther away, he was very sad.

"Maybe I'll never meet these people from far, far away places again."

He said to himself:

"Like the ghost ship that has passed away."

He turned around and returned to Gear City, where there were still six problem areas where the Gear People were putting up a stubborn fight.

The two men in the desert left two rows of tiny footprints. As soon as the footprints were formed, they disappeared in the moving grains of sand.

"When I came, there were three people, and when I left, it became two people."

Gu Chuan said to Chu Yun.

"No, no, no." Chu Yun shook her head, she said, "When I left, there were three people, but one person walked earlier and faster than us, but she also left......"

Chu Yun's logic made the little sadness that Gu Chuan had just risen disappear without a trace.

He couldn't help but laugh:

"What is this?"

It was just then that they all heard a continuous shout from behind them:

"Hey, two strangers, wait for me!"

They all turned their heads together, and saw the lonely figure of the Lion-headed Gear Man, and his serious and melancholy countenance. He also carried a bag, and only he knew what it contained.

"Then I'm afraid, when we leave, it won't be three, but four. Jing Yu said that he would find us a guide to the former site of the Gear Man. ”

The young man said briskly.

"Oh......?"

Chu Yun glanced at it, only to see that the first quarter moon was still quietly following behind the pedestrians, watching the never-ending journey of the pedestrians on the ground.

The moonlight is bright and clean, and the desert sand is like snow.