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Prior to this, Bai Qiuran always thought that the prison system of the machine puppets was used to imprison the beasts used for research.
However, now, in the deepest part of this prison, there is an existence of intelligent beings that absolutely belong to the material world.
Bai Qiuran probed into the prison and saw that the prison was empty, with metal walls and a small bed on the wall. Not far from the bed was a toilet for intelligent life to go to the toilet and a washstand for simple cleaning. On the other side of the bed, in the dark corner, there was a thin figure curled up.
The darkness obscured his appearance, but the guard sequence puppet Bai Qiuran is currently controlling has powerful night vision eyes. In the darkness, Bai Qiuran can clearly see his appearance.
With blue skin, spiral horns on the top of the head, and a sickly tail on the buttocks, this is indeed a blue-skinned man.
Perhaps it was because Bai Qiuran stayed at the prison window for too long, the light from the eyes of the puppet's body attracted the attention of the blue-skinned man who had been in the dark all year round, and he slowly made a sound.
"Hey you¡¡"
His voice is extremely hoarse and intermittent, it sounds like he has suffered a lot, more like he has not had the opportunity to speak all year round, he has almost forgotten his mother tongue, and needs to recall it slowly.
"Are you a newcomer? Youcouldn't be a former compatriot of mine, right?"
"Compatriots?"
Bai Qiuran stood at the gate of the prison, thought for a while, and replied:
"Before performing the ritual of ascension, I was indeed your compatriot."
"Tell me, my countrymen, is our world the same as before?"
The blue-skinned man seemed to be very old, and his voice had a sense of decay.
"Before? I don't know what it was like before."
Bai Qiuran considered his words, trying not to let the blue-skinned old man find any flaws.
"I only know that now, we live in a tall, majestic, safe and comfortable mechanical city. We use rail transit to completely isolate dangerous beasts in the wilderness. We live affluently. There are a variety of goods in the store that can be taken at will without worry. The problem of the future. We don¡¯t have to work, we don¡¯t have to study, work is just a kind of play for us, we don¡¯t have to be very tired or difficult, and we can live a good life.¡±
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The blue-skinned old man was silent for a long time, and asked:
"So, how many people are still working in our research institutes in the wild?"
"Research institute?"
Bai Qiuran feigned surprise.
"Isn't that the divine right of the God of Mech?"
"Theocracy? Theocracy? Hehe."
Hearing the words, the blue-skinned old man suddenly leaned his back against the wall, slid slowly, and sat down.
"Heaven will destroy our family, it is really the sky that will destroy our family!"
Heaven will not take the blame for this.
Bai Qiuran silently complained in his heart, and then asked:
"What is the death of our family? Our family is clearly living in a paradise now."
"Where is the paradise? Is the paradise given by others also a paradise?"
The blue-skinned old man shouted excitedly:
"Ignorant child! It is not a paradise obtained by relying on self-struggle, it is not a paradise at all!"
He yelled at Bai Qiuran and Tang Ruowei to insult the machine god and the machine puppet, then sat down weakly, shaking his head and talking to himself.
"Forget it, what do I tell you, your current thinking must have been bound by Mechanism."
"We are indeed loyal to Mekhan."
Bai Qiuran paused, then continued:
"But old sir, I am also very interested in what you said Why did you say such a thing? I don't quite understand it."
"Are you interested in what I'm talking about?"
Perhaps it was because he had been alone for a long time. Hearing Bai Qiuran's words, the blue-skinned old man shrank his toes, a little surprised.
The mechanical sound came, and Bai Qiuran's mechanical puppet shook its head up and down, and nodded.
The blue-skinned old man was silent for a few seconds, then sighed:
"Forget it, anyway, the situation can't be worse than it is now. Let me tell you something. If you want to report these [big rebellion] words to Mechanism, go ahead and report them."
He changed his posture, faced the door of the cell, and said to Bai Qiuran who was standing outside the cell door:
"If you don't choose the instrument of ascension??The average lifespan of our race is about 300 to 500 years old. I think you probably don¡¯t know what our race was like before. You know that before the advent of Mechanism, our world, our Civilization, what does our race look like? "
Bai Qiuran shook his head.
"At that time, our world and our race hadn't been unified yet. We were divided into countless countries on the earth and on our home planet. They fought against each other and wanted to annex each other and unite the entire race together. .¡±
The blue-skinned old man looked up at the dark cell.
"At that time, our material life was not as good as it is now. Indeed, at that time, war, poverty, and famine took the lives of many compatriots. Our rulers were not all wise. Many countries were in a state of incompetence. Even under the rule of a ruler who was originally malicious, he gradually went to perish."
"But the only thing that is different from now is that at that time, our thinking was [alive], we knew how our utensils were made, how our history developed, and we established our own system , to control ourselves, we know our shortcomings, and we are also working hard to seek our own development. Although we have various shortcomings, our race is constantly improving."
The blue-skinned old man paused and added:
"Of course, what I'm talking about is about six or seven thousand years ago, and I haven't experienced it myself."
"So how did you know these things?"
Bai Qiuran asked.
"Because I learned about our history through some means."
The blue-skinned old man looked up at Bai Qiuran.
"Nowadays in the entire race, no one cares, and no one can know the history of our race."
"Then have you ever verified this route?"
Bai Qiuran continued to ask.
"Of course, when I was still free, I went out into the wild many times. According to historical research, I found many relics that can prove that history."
The blue-skinned old man was a little impatient.
"Do you really think I'm stupid?"
"No."
Bai Qiuran said:
"Please continue."
"Then, then the Mech God came, bringing its great group, the brilliant Mechanic God, to our world, using power and strength to integrate our world together in a very short period of time."
A strange gleam appeared in the blue-skinned old man's eyes.
"In the beginning, our lives have indeed changed for the better. Mech-God is willing to share its technology with us. Some of us voluntarily gave up our bodies and ascended to become a member of Mech God, fighting for the glory of Me-God. But then, Mech's control over us began to tighten. It abolished everything from our race, schools, armies, research institutes, and imprisoned all the scholars among us who had a reserve of knowledge, and kept us in captivity, like like livestock."
"But anyway, it didn't treat us like livestock."
Bai Qiuran had roughly understood what the blue-skinned old man meant, but for the sake of cliche and acting as a confused blue-skinned man, he continued to act.
"Our people are still alive and well, aren't they?"
"You don't understand, haven't you heard me say that only the paradise that you can fight for is the real paradise?"
The blue-skinned old man chuckled.
"Since you are watching the night tonight, I believe you should have seen all those beasts imprisoned in front of my cell. Do you know? Those beasts, thousands of years ago, they were all genuine civilized races." (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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