Many years later, I was leaning against a leafy tree, holding a laser gun in my hand, looking at the vibrant world in front of me.
The golden sunlight scattered from the gaps is brilliant and dazzling. Various types of trees densely cover the field of vision, and boundless greenery spreads to the edge of the world. Occasionally, unknown animals flash past quickly, their beautiful fur shining with wildness and power.
There are crisp birdsong in my ears, and there seems to be some kind of regular sound that is loud and gentle, with a vitality that artificial music does not have.
This is the world my ancestors dreamed of.
They have worked hard for this dream for centuries.
It's just that now, I'm the only one who can see it.
He said with some nostalgia, "K2, I don't want to die anymore, what should I do?"
The smart computer that has been accompanying me gave me a cold and mechanical answer: "The decline of body functions will not be transferred due to human will."
I smiled helplessly, "I understand, housekeeper."
It doesn't matter, death is nothing to be afraid of. It's just that I'm back to that journey alone
It's a shame not to see humans reproducing. If they damage the earth again this time, no one will be able to help them repair it.
1. The author's moral integrity has been lost. Please express my condolences.
2. Various divine turns and divine unfoldings. In fact, this is a newspaper article.
3. The author is a beauty addict. Please have your condolences.