Chapter 245: A bald giant who loves life

How good is nuclear energy technology, clean and clean, it can directly help the Prośilika people to cross the process of civilization for thousands of years, and it will not be long before they are at least qualified to join the cosmic stage.

Ikul thought so with his bald head at the time, and it was true, so he did not hesitate to share this backward technology.

With the help and guidance of a few observers, the local race, which had been in a state of ignorance, developed rapidly, and their living conditions changed dramatically almost overnight.

'Overnight' is not a figure of speech, but a statement of simple facts.

Yesterday the Proślika people may have lived in a small fishing village by the sea, eating alien grilled fish caught from the sea, but today they have taken up residence in a modern technological city built for them by the observer himself, and all disease and hunger have been eliminated.

And the process of advancing the entire planet to this point took only ten years.

No one was happier than Ikur and his son.

It only took them ten years to help an entire planet!

Think about it, how many poor little aliens can they help in the almost infinite and boring life of the Observer Race, and what kind of wonderful miracles can those aliens create when they grow up?

When the locals are happy, the observers are very happy, and Ikur, who feels a strong sense of honor and responsibility, immediately left the place with his companions.

It's not that they look down on the Prosilicans who don't need help, but that there are many people in need of help in this vast universe, and observers can't afford to appreciate their results in a safe corner.

So they left, leaving the planet completely in the hands of the Prošilikas, hoping that the next time they returned, they would see Prošilika bear even more brilliant fruits of civilization.

It just backfired, and instead of filling the hearts of the Prohylica people, the rapidly abundant material conditions allowed their backward moral level to dominate those powerful technologies.

It's like a young, ignorant child with a nuclear weapon launch button in his hand - if there is such a thing, use it to smash walnuts and eat them, sooner or later.

So a nuclear war broke out as a matter of course, and a huge fire covering the entire planet was ignited in a matter of days.

The Prosilika were so perfect with nuclear technology that they were just as perfect when they destroyed their own race, and in a matter of days they blew up the beautiful Prošilika into a dead planet.

Nuclear fallout permeated the atmosphere, the level of radiation on the surface was frighteningly high, and the only thing that caught the ears on a planet covered in desolation and ash was the whistling of the wind.

After some time, the observers returned to the planet, only to be deeply shocked by the death on that planet, which gave them tools and endless energy, and they chose to fight a nuclear war?

Realizing his mistake, Ikur fell into a deep grief, and he realized that perhaps those who opposed it were right, and that observers had no right to interfere in the development of a race, for better or for worse purposes.

Thus the sacred oath came into being, and the observers were never allowed to interfere with the fate of any life, but to observe forever. It's about respecting those lives, and it's about themselves.

Among them, Ikur's son, Frogtu, eventually came to Earth to observe the development of life on the planet in silence.

It's just that in this process, he inevitably helped out because he loved or sympathized with those little lives.

There really was only a moment, although he didn't think so when his race judged him later.

"You, you."

The big bald head in the blue cloak stared wide, unable to utter a complete sentence, and his former silence and high pretense were now ruthlessly ripped off by the white night.

He has been monitoring all the futures, all the pasts, the development trajectory of every intellectual life, the development of every reality, and he has been looking for the impossible result in different universes again and again:

His father, Ikur, did nothing wrong.

No longer possessing a transcendent, unfathomable calm, the observer's eyes shone with a mixture of emotions—doubt, fear, shock, and an imperceptible hint of anger.

His gaze seemed to see through the white night, and he wanted to explore the person who had shocked him.

Bai Ye stood there, his eyes firm and calm, not afraid of this cosmic watcher in the slightest, and he even smiled.

Then, he said, "You made a move later because things have developed to the point where you can't sit idly by, and the virus has the potential to cause irreparable damage to the entire multiverse." ”

"But what I want to say is that it's not the technology in the blue zone that has made you known as an observer and guided you."

As he spoke, Hakuya casually pointed to the corner of the room, where there was a closed door that led to the deeper part of the building. There is the wisdom of the Observer race, which is not powerful enough for outsiders.

"What really leads you is a feeling, a premonition that the world is going to change dramatically, and it's an innate ability that you have."

"But more than that, it's the love and yearning for those lives, and it's the ones that make you interfere again and again with those who should have fallen into the abyss."

The observer was silent for a moment, his golden gloves clenched into fists, as if suppressing his inner emotions. His gaze was deep and calm, but it clearly revealed a kind of doubt and confusion, and the pupils reflected the determined and determined eyes of Bai Ye.

Finally, he spoke, with a hint of dullness and depression in his voice: "What are you talking about these little-known things for? ”

At this moment, it was as if time had stood still, and the eyes of the two men met, drawing an invisible line in the air.

After a moment, Bai Ye smiled and said, "It's to tell you that I'm not a kid who needs your care or guidance like those superheroes, I have more knowledge of everything you observe than you can imagine, and no one knows the multiverse better than me." ”

"And there should be a condition between you and me, that the tail of those viruses will be dealt with by me, and that I will leave this universe."

"In addition, this cooperation of ours will also prove that your father is right, it is always better to interfere appropriately than to be indifferent, what do you say?"

He held out his hand to the observer, an ordinary, human-like hand.

(End of chapter)