Chapter 304: A Final Greeting to Civilization
The island's former civilization was far from being very developed, but it was also thriving; But when the Western colonists found this lonely and desolate island, the tribes on the island were scarce, backward and barbaric, and plagued by famine.
Only the towering stone statues still tell the glory of Easter Island in its past.
Outsiders can't imagine how these natives could build such a magnificent stone statue.
…… Could it be that their ancestors were helped by aliens?
Some scholars believe that as the population swelled, the islanders exhausted the island's resources and finally reaped the consequences. After the resources were depleted, they didn't even have the timber they needed to build the ships they escaped from the island, so they had to die on the island.
And for the investigators at the major organizations, there is another version of the story in their literature.
As one of the closest human settlements to the city of Lalaye, the great Cthulhu, the god of terror from the depths, has corrupted the island's inhabitants. The islanders built stone statues to worship Cthulhu, exhausted the last of their sanity and descended into a frenzied cannibalism.
The leafy island was devastated in this way.
When the last big tree fell, the islanders, who could no longer do anything, could only guard the barren land and sigh in rejuvenation.
Civilization rises, civilization declines, and only countless lonely stone statues are left to look helplessly into the distance, at the eternal city in the sea, Lalleye.
For the great Cthulhu, the rise and fall of civilization was only a moment.
Today, Easter Island is a holiday paradise for tourists. Airports and hotels have been built on the island, and tourists from all over the world have been flocking.
People are interested in discussing the island's past, marveling at its former prosperity and the short-sightedness and stupidity of its inhabitants.
"Perhaps, the Veil Crusher is trying to tell me," Chen Qiang thought silently, "this planet ...... No, the entire galaxy is just a large Easter Island in the eyes of the eternal gods of the old days? And human civilization, after all, has to look at the immortal rulers of the old days, drowning in the vast sea of 'universe'? ”
Chen Qiang and Qin Lingxue walked through the aisle of the hotel. At this time, Chen Qiang was particularly glad that he kept the face-changing mask lent to him by the Eater Clan, otherwise the arrival of the world-famous President Chen would inevitably cause a commotion.
"Listen."
In the distance, melodious music can be heard in the hotel lobby. A string quartet is playing. Chen Qiang doesn't have many musical cells, but he also feels the length and depth of the song; Qin Lingxue, who had listened carefully to the "lectures" of Dr. Todd, who was in charge of taking care of Beethoven's old man, performed slightly better, and could recognize that this was the last work of Beethoven's life, "String Quartet in F Major" (OP.135).
The music is not extremely beautiful, but it has an incredible depth and sublimity, as if a world that is difficult to describe in words flows through the composer's mind. However, this piece was composed after Beethoven's Ninth Symphony, and before his death due to illness, Beethoven himself traveled to this parallel universe of contemporary times, and even he himself read his "Swan Song" through the score.
Music critics called the piece an enigma. "At the same time the most free, but also the most constrained by the logic of music", perhaps the so-called "do what you want without exceeding the rules" realm, this is the case.
But not everyone has the heart to appreciate this timeless and profound music. A young male voice shouted something to the murmuring music.
[Chen Qiang's listening test 36/73 was successful]
[Qin Lingxue listened to the 93/29 failure]
"What is he yelling about?" Qin Lingxue frowned.
"Oh, he's showing off something," Chen Qiang wanted to hear more clearly, and there was a lot of boasting in the man's tone, "as if he had won some kind of auction." Let's take a closer look. ”
Chen Qiang and Qin Lingxue stood in the lobby. Many young people gathered in the corner with a look of adoration on their faces, and the center of the crowd was a rich second-generation guy holding a virtual helmet produced by the "Fortress of Reason" in his hand.
"I banned the account from trading privately," Chen Qiang said softly, "but it seems that this kind of thing is always banned repeatedly, and I don't bother to care about it." ”
Anyway, the "game" will soon be tested on a large scale, and the efforts of the scalpers are destined to be in vain.
The rich second generation who spent a lot of money to get a game helmet couldn't stop boasting, greeting the envious eyes of the onlookers, and some people muttered, "Do you think Mr. Chen believes that the game is a science fiction background?" No, there are only two kinds of sane fortress games, horror games, and horror games that don't look like horror games."
Everyone didn't know that the chief boss of the sanity fortress was watching all this silently from the side. As they spoke, the distribution of the first virtual helmets was still in progress.
[Recruited a total of 300 players for the game "Eternal War", completed]
[Trial: Complete all the tasks in the mission hall, completed]
[Cruises to 27 degrees south latitude and 109 degrees west longitude (South Pacific waters) in the 20th, 21st, and 30th centuries (conscious travel), remaining: 1 (20th century)]
"It's time to go." Chen Qiang said.
……
1923.
Compared to later generations with developed transportation, it was extremely dangerous to rush close to Easter Island in this era. There are no piers or harbors on the island, and intrusive ships can easily run aground on nearby volcanic rocks or coral reefs under the influence of currents.
Chilean officials have a governor on the island, with hundreds of soldiers and expatriates from all over the country, and less than 1,000 natives crammed into a small village. Except for the extremely boring people and explorers, no one will come to this corner of the earth.
From the coexistence of technology and dream magic, to the dreamlike 30th century, to the 21st century with developed tourism, and finally back to the early 20th century, Chen Qiang can clearly feel that the "civilization" around him is rapidly regressing.
Only the stone statues on the shore in the direction of Lalaie, looking in the same direction for thousands of years, seem to be anchors in the fickle history.
"You're here anyway."
Stefana Edelquet wore the red dress she had worn when she first met Chen Qiang, her black hair dancing in the wind.
"There's a little trouble," the strong sea breeze made Chen Qiang a little difficult to speak, "Mr. Wau-Zjishuod, the governor of the island, is a dead brain. If it weren't for Lily's relationship and moving out of the mountain of Coolidge, it wouldn't have been so easy to do. ”
Commander Coolidge regarded his niece Lily as his own, and his willful demands on her were a headache and helpless.
"History has long since changed," Stephana said gently, looking out over the sea, "in your parallel world, Lily's mother, Abigail Coolidge, is not married to Gustav Johansen. Johansen was given a noble woman as his wife, but was murdered by 'Silver Twilight'. You see, this is the fate of man. ”
To the gods, the name of human beings is just a small splash in the long river of time.
"That's why I'm here to meet my fate." Chen Qiang said.
[Trial: Cruise to 27 degrees south latitude and 109 degrees west longitude (South Pacific waters) in the 20th, 21st, and 30th centuries (conscious travel), completed]
Nyarathotep smiled cruelly.
"You think you can win this battle," she said, "then come on." ”
"What do you need me to do?" Chen Qiang asked. ŴŴŴ.BiQuGe.Biz
"Get out your virtual headset." Nyarrathotep said softly.
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