The fluid-type spaceship "Drifter", covered in countless stardust, quietly slipped into the intersection of an unknown galaxy and the medium of cold outer space.

Standing in front of the transparent wall, the navigator was immersed in a large area of cold blue mist as soft as a pundane spores, and all the sensing terminals above and below his body and mind seemed to be one with the universe. He closes his eyes and enters the ultimate home embraced by the Star Rovers.

In fact, to say that there is such a thing as 'God' is also a form of sympathy. He can only accept and purify the desires, fears, and sins of the race in which He believes, but there is no more metaphysical salvation than Himself.

Conclusion: God is a counterfeit coinage of the low-contemplative period of biological evolution, a hypothetical all-powerful protector simulated in order to forgive himself. ”

Just as his consciousness was completely relaxed, floating in the void vacuum outside the window, he suddenly noticed that the memory wave seemed to be gently stirred up by a thin hammer-like substance, and he typed this passage.

Strangely, because the comer's posture was so graceful and cunning, that he stood like a fool, blankly accepting it, forgetting the idea of counterattacking for a moment.

After a little calm, Leora realized that Saphir was there. The electron beam that belonged to Safiel was still vibrating faintly in his brain. He felt extreme disgust—an act that looked like unsolicited physical aggression. It's just that no matter what kind of prototype is uninvited, it has always been Safier's forte.

"If there is a next time, we will have a spiritual force field of eighteen martial arts competition. Don't you like to watch good shows the most, you should let yourself play a good show once in a while, right? ”

Leora's voice was cold and hard, and her always bright silver-blue eyes were cold and cold, so hot that the viewer felt that they were burned, almost bursting into cyan flames. The darker his face became, the brighter his eyes became, which was usually a sign of extreme irritation.

It's a pity that the other party is not silent because of this, and I am afraid that he will be even more pleased. From the transmission of the voice to the appearance of the body, the atmosphere brought by Safier is a cold ridicule and ridicule.

"Disrespectful, I don't dare to comprehend your spiritual force field, a hybrid of light and light. It's just that if it weren't for your big wandering creatures, how could my small fluctuations affect you? You're too defenseless, Leora. Is it time to travel around the world again? ”

With every word she spoke, a part of Saphier's body was formed. At first the slender limbs, then the torso in a peach-colored bodysuit, and finally the smiling face.

It was supposed to be a beautiful girl, but due to the excessive use of illusory elixirs, her desolate face glowed with the contradictory charm of time.

The surface of the dark green eyes is full of sarcastic fluorescence, and the deeper layer is extremely hollow.

Leora flicked her long silver-brown hair and turned around. He knew that Safiel liked to take advantage of the situation and there was nothing to argue, but he was angry that he was so easily unguarded - that level of spirit wave should have been shattered on the surface of his shield.

Suppressing his anger, Leora said in an indifferent tone, "Immediately you will be able to comprehend my spiritual force field, and the process of overlapping the space leap is about to begin." ”

"It's great, I came at the right time. The ability to overlap space leaps is one of your tricks. ”

After a pause, Saffier said in a more sarcastic tone, "The best deal is for you to navigate, which really saves a whole sub-light range of fuel." ”

"If you really want to 'watch,' just shut this bad mouth and watch it. By the way, what exactly does that message you just send mean, from Chapter 13 of Almins L.H.'s book On the Unknowable? Isn't it always interesting to discuss ancient theology? ”

Safiel restrained her cynical arrogance and became serious. She looked like an empty elf.

"I just had a sudden feeling. Along the way, are you acting like the "god of the ancient ages" described by L.H.? ”

"What kind of after-reading is this?" Although Leola's words were indifferent, she could not contain the uneasiness that was quietly flowing.

"Think of the whole amount of rambling we've done along the way—the biochemical resources that have been provided to planets below C-level evolution, the friendly scientific and technical guidance, the genetically modified surgeries of the race. The most undesirable thing is that you would go so far as to modify the ecosystems of planets with very different conditions, intending to reconcile them into a symbiotic system. Aren't these delusions like the almighty actions of the Great Creator? ”

Safiel's expression grew more and more contemptuous and fierce with her tone. Her affection is always in waves, like a tsunami disaster that cannot be contained.

"So, do you think I'm doing something wrong?"

"It's not a mistake or anything wrong, it's just that you're going too far into these galaxies that should be your own life and death. We are not the supreme messengers with scythes, who have decided what locusts are, and then they are eager to hack them to death. ”

Leora raised her eyebrows in surprise, and the corners of her mouth showed a hint of what seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

"What we do is an improvement after precise measurement and calculation, without compromising the balance of species in the universe. Moreover, our operating mechanism not only assists in the survival of species, but also destroys the undesirable life forms - the R-13 galaxy, which you can't stand the most, and the "Gushu Bird Clan", who parasitize the life robes in the bodies of organisms in neighboring galaxies, and take pleasure in manipulating the shells of the parasitic mother, also uproot their old nests and burn them to the ground according to the sanctions of Article 29 of the Public Law of the Universe? ”

He paused, and said with a little persuasion, "Destroy the races that are heading towards the miniature entropy hole, or even fulfill them!" These actions don't make you feel guilty, do they? ”

Hearing the subtle ridicule in the other party's words, Safier snorted softly, and her pupils were cold.

"I was really excited at first. Able to wield the power of life and death, ruling all the galaxies we can reach. But now, I feel that this is nothing more than self-satisfying spiritual food, and the dose is too light. The balance of the universe is fixed, and no matter how much we create and how much we destroy, I can't help but feel that we are nothing more than weapons for tedious tasks. ”

Her voice gradually became confused, mixed with an unquenchable longing: "Every life has a beginning and an end, and it is a complete circle. And our drama never ends—why are we like a few parabolic trajectories that go and never return? What is more, they don't even understand where such an eternal gift comes from. If I were God, I would be a crippled God!

"I've tried to convince myself with a lot of arguments: Nirvana, the moral law, evolution, and even those pathetic 'religions'! If we can do anything, why can't I heal the emptiness in my body? ”

Hearing the last sentence, Leora's heart was shocked. He could feel Safir's desire at the moment—the full-bodied void swelling and multiplying at an uncontrollable rate, and in the end it would swallow up the dregs of its producer.

Leora still stood quietly, but he dispersed sixty percent of his telekinetic waves, and gently infiltrated Saphier's consciousness, gently cleansing away the bitter emotions.

After a few minutes, Safiel opened her previously closed eyelids with trembling eyelashes and smiled playfully, "Thank you, Leora." It's a skillful mind-field massage, more enjoyable than any organic physical joint. ”

"This is what I should do, the responsibility and camaraderie of my companions."

Leora lay down on the console facing the computer's light curtain and replied quietly.

Saffir stared at him deeply, with a rare confusion and confusion: "Leora, sometimes I wonder if you yourself are like a creator who has lost his memory. You are so complete that your trap will never be remedied. How can there be a unique 'weakness' when there is never a lack of it? ”

With that last word, her body was dismantled, away from the navigation room.