Chapter 1,346 Anseth

When the ancestor in the crystal coffin slowly opened his eyes, I felt Sandora's body next to me shaking slightly, and then a strange emotion filled the laboratory - this emotion was only in the laboratory at first, But soon I felt more and stronger emotions. These emotions came from all directions, from every world, from the spiritual network, from the entire empire, from all the Xiling apostles online on the Internet - I realized then that countless The apostle paid attention to the situation in this laboratory. When the ancestor opened his eyes again, the news swept through thousands of universes under the empire's rule like a storm. Something was brewing in the spiritual network, a purely rational thinking mode. Unable to suppress this exciting emotion, the Xiling Apostles ushered in the most exciting moment since their birth.

The ancestors are back.

"The vital signs are stable, the mental state is normal, and the body is in good condition. It is confirmed that the ancestors have recovered their vitality." Even the voice of the laboratory assistant host seemed to be filled with excitement. Of course, this should be my illusion. I heard the host reporting Each piece of good news made Tavel and Sandora's eyes brighter. "Spirit scanning has begun... It is confirmed that the ancestor's soul is intact and its strength is steadily increasing."

The crystal container made a slight hissing sound, and its internal environment was balancing with the laboratory environment in order to prepare for opening the container. However, the body with open eyes was still in a state of confusion, and the dark brown eyes slowly moved from the bottom to the bottom. Shifting from the left to the far right, and then slowly back again - the Xiling man seemed to have no pupils, so I couldn't see whether he felt uncomfortable with the light on the top of the laboratory, but Tavel still immediately ordered the overall lighting to be reduced. Finally, the ancestor blinked twice violently, as if he suddenly woke up from a long dream. His chest suddenly rose high, and then slowly relaxed with a heavy breath. Then, he raised his hands stiffly, as if trying to prop up his body.

"Bang" sound. He hit the solid hatch of the crystal coffin. The Xiling man, who had been sleeping for a long time, was stunned for a moment and began to hit the surrounding crystal shells hard. I guess he might have thought he was caught - a normal reaction.

"Get ready to open the container." Sandora said immediately, and Tavel began to quickly check the environmental balance inside and outside the container, because she had to ensure that the ancestor's body could adapt to the outside environment. This took more than ten seconds, and the ancestor tried to destroy the surrounding crystal shell at the beginning, but he probably quickly realized that the strangers around him had no ill intentions, so he looked at us with curiosity.

"Zizzi..." A sound like a pressure release came from around the sealed cabin, and then the upper cover of the crystal cabin slid aside smoothly. The middle-aged man who had been lying inside suddenly sat up when the hatch cover was fully opened. . The body is as flexible as if it has never experienced the long death process: Tavel has completely repaired this body, and now he is in the best physical condition. As long as there are no mental problems, the newly resurrected ancestor is the healthiest. , there will be no such thing as hibernation syndrome.

The test platform slowly lowered to the ground level. The newly resurrected ancestor walked out of the crystal container with a somewhat stiff expression and stood there. As if he didn't know what to do next, he blinked and looked at everything in front of him in confusion: a huge laboratory, unknown mysterious equipment, strange beams and crystals, busy researchers in white, most of whom had exactly the same appearance. For a woman who has just woken up from a dream, this scene can easily cause her to fall into confusion. I think his memory should still remain at the moment when the spacecraft was destroyed and he had to escape. The last moment of that year was so different from the scene in front of him. So that the other person can't come back to his senses at all. You can imagine yourself going to bed in a familiar bedroom. Before closing your eyes, what you saw was the ceiling of your own home. When you opened your eyes, the ceiling turned into a starry sky, surrounded by people. A circle of big-headed alien kids. There is also a sign hanging on his chest, which reads: Earth human specimens, xxxx to xxxx, are extinct - this metaphor is not appropriate, but you can just listen to it, I am also a little confused.

"How do you feel?" As the person in charge of the project, Tavel finally remembered that she should speak first. She took a cautious step closer: This move caused the ancestor to be alert for a moment, but the latter quickly relaxed. He just came out of hibernation. He was just a little too nervous when he suddenly came to a strange environment. He could still tell whether the people around him were hostile: "I remember the alarm that the spacecraft was out of control... Where am I? Are you a fleet from another universe passing by? Did you save me?"

"Please relax, there are a lot of things to explain," Sandora tried to regain her composure. She asked Tavel to take back some of his mass projections: after all, this battle looked a bit scary, and then her eyes fell. Regarding the ancestors, "Your spaceship has crashed for a long, long time... so long ago that you may not believe it, so what I am going to say may be bigger than you expect. First of all, it's your crew..."

"Where are my crew?" the ancestor asked immediately. His mind was gradually becoming more active. The situation before the spacecraft crashed was the first thing he recalled. "Where is my spaceship?"

"Your spaceship is in the Gnaku not far from here, but we only found half of its wreckage," Shandora considered her words, "As for the crew on the spacecraft... they have not been resurrected yet, use words that you can easily understand. In other words, it is still 'dead' for the time being."

The ancestor was immediately confused by this statement. In his era, he certainly could not talk about resurrection all the time like the Xiling apostle: "Resurrection? 'Dead'? What does this mean? It means that all my crew members have been Sacrificed, am I the only one who survived, or do you call the process of 'deep sleep thawing' resurrection?"

I found that Shandora was very awkward in choosing her words when talking to her ancestors, so I took a step forward and waved my hands carelessly: "Literally, it means coming back from the dead. In fact, you have been dead for a long time. How should I put it...even more than the energy of a universe?" The longest period of time recorded, but we have the technology to resurrect living beings, so you were resurrected. You were the first to be resurrected. It seems that you are the supreme commander of the spacecraft... Let’s not talk about it. As for us identity of……"

At this point, I was a little stuck, wondering how to explain this vicissitudes of life to the other party. Later, I found that it would take at least several days to explain things clearly. I had to start with the establishment of the old empire, so I finally Summarize everything into one sentence: "You created a kind of life called the Xiling Apostle back then, right? Now trillions of years - maybe even longer - have passed. What you see in front of you is what has gone through this long period of time." You may not recognize the evolved Xiling Apostles anymore, but what I said is absolutely true."

The ancestors who had been resurrected after hundreds of millions of years were immediately turned into stone and stood silently on the spot. Sandora, Tavel and several senior assistant technicians who had just approached looked at the ancestor with expectant and anxious expressions, hoping that the latter could at least say something, but after a full minute, the ancestor only murmured: Said something: "You're not kidding, are you?"

"Do you think I'm joking?" I knew this was hard to believe, so I wasn't in a hurry. He just straightened up his expression and tried to look more reliable, "No one would make fun of their entire race - by the way, I am in a special situation. I am not a Xiling apostle, but I am currently in charge of this place. people."

"You said trillions of years have passed now?" The ancestor didn't seem to pay attention to what I said. He was still chewing on the shocking news he had just received, "And then you woke me up from my dead state?"

"Trillions of years are just a general statement. In fact, we are completely unable to determine the age when your spacecraft crashed," Tavel explained patiently. "Some unknown force erased the time record in the material, and our Civilization has encountered many twists and turns during its development, and some historical data are not very accurate. But what is certain is that it has been a terrifyingly long time since you left your home world, definitely exceeding the total lifespan of any normal universe."

The muscles on the ancestor's face twitched. I couldn't tell whether he wanted to laugh or cry, but his tone seemed to be filled with relief: "So, you have really survived, evolved, become stronger, reproduced to this day, and finally finally With a stable home...of course. The premise is that what you say is true. According to you, I slept...and died for trillions of years? Then the relationship between us is not just as simple as the separation of generations. I'm afraid at the beginning The mark we left on the first generation of Primarch must have completely disappeared by your generation..."

The ancestors may not be comparable to today's Xiling apostles in terms of knowledge, but their foresight is obvious: it is just a moment. The other party thought about the impact such a long time would have, and his guess was completely consistent with the real situation.

Sandora nodded with some regret: "As you said, except for our own core memory, there is no direct evidence to prove that we are the life forms that evolved from the original body you created. In other words, we have evidence. But...with all due respect, you can't understand that after a long period of evolution, the Xiling Apostle has turned into a life form that is difficult to understand for ordinary races. The characteristics that the original body once had are in our generation of Xiling Apostle. There is nothing left.”

I looked at my ancestors, then at Sandora, and suddenly interjected: "Actually, you don't have to doubt it at all - who would chase someone around to identify their ancestors? This is a very serious matter. Okay!"

Sandora glanced at me silently. What she meant was: With you here, is anything serious?

So I remained silent.

"I..." The ancestor thought hard. There were indeed too many things he needed to think about, and it was obvious that he couldn't think about it now. I can understand: when he woke up, the outside world had changed too much, far beyond When you wake up and find that human beings have become extinct and the earth is ruled by a group of cat people - when he wakes up, even the world is gone, "I need to think about it slowly... But anyway, seeing you Today, it is a good thing to know that the fire of civilization has been preserved, it is a good thing..."

Sandora and I looked at each other, and we both felt a little headache: Do we want to tell our ancestors that the Xiling Apostles were almost extinct not long ago, and now the two groups are still fighting like a hot kiln? I think this news may not be of much benefit to the health of the elderly...

"Ahem," Shandora coughed twice, gave me a long-term consideration look, and then cautiously said to the middle-aged man who looked a little confused, "Ancestor, we will arrange a place for you to rest right now. Others The resurrection will be completed in the next few days. We have many questions. We hope to get answers from the ancestors..."

"Ancestor?" The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that this was a name for himself. He laughed nonchalantly and waved his hands vigorously, "This is not a name. It sounds more like it is carved on a pillar. The title of the dead, call me Anseth, this is my name."

"Ansers..." Sandora repeated the word, looking a little embarrassed, "But for us, our ancestors..."

"You shouldn't dwell on the past. The Xiling civilization survived by burning every boat, and those who look back are dead." The ancestor who called himself Ansers waved his hand vigorously, "In fact, you should also leave us behind. Yes, I’m already dead, why should I come back to life?”

Sandora was speechless. I didn’t expect that my ancestor was such a bachelor. If you were to leave it to a normal person, you would be very happy knowing that you had escaped from death and came back to life. However, the middle-aged man in front of me didn’t feel at all that he had experienced a “good thing”. I even felt that he was slightly depressed. But now that the ancestor was resurrected, Sandora had no time to care about it, and she didn't feel anything was wrong. They just arranged for guards to lead the way and let the ancestors rest first.

Oh, I can't talk about my ancestors. They have a name, Ansers - a name that sounds ordinary. If you don't know everything, just hearing this name, no one will be able to compare these three words with Let’s think of the founder of Xiling Apostle, but then again, what kind of name can match the identity of “Xiling Ancestor” that people can’t look directly at?

This made me deeply aware again. Apart from the amazing feat of "creating one of the three gods of the void", the ancestors are just a race of mortals...

"Arjun, what are you thinking about?"

Noticing my changing expression, Shandora leaned over slightly. Through the bond of spiritual connection, I felt that Her Majesty the Queen beside me was still in a state of excitement: Sandora, who has always been calm, could be excited for so long. This is already a historic event. I suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness: in the whole process of the return of my ancestors, as the Xiling Emperor who had become a monk halfway, a "void creature" whose life form was difficult to define, I was actually a complete outsider. I could only feel I feel Sandora's mood, but I'm afraid I will never be able to experience this excitement that spans time and space like the real Xiling apostle.

"It's nothing, it's just..." I hesitated, thinking about how to explain my feelings after seeing my ancestors - my personal feelings are definitely different from those of the Xiling apostles, but considering the truth of the onlookers, maybe this feeling is more "calm" "Be objective", "Suddenly I spoke directly to the ancestor of Apostle Xiling, and I feel that the other party is not as unpredictable as I expected. What do you think?"

"As expected," Shandora smiled. It seemed that she was not carried away by the excitement. "In short, the situation went smoother than expected. I have to thank Dingdang - and your usual free time." Weir, the rest of the resurrection operation will be left to you. I believe that with this experience, this task will not be a problem for you."

Tavel nodded confidently, holding the small box of Dingdang dregs with great care (I suddenly felt that the name was so weird) and looked at me: "Your Majesty, I have only one request. I'm afraid the amount of these powders is not enough. Can you ask Master Dingdang to work harder..."

I shook my head with a dull expression: "This can be done with hard work, okay? The slag she dropped in one day is not enough for two-eared spoons, and it is difficult for you to collect them all. I have collected four of these powders." Five months…”

Shandora stared at me dumbfounded, then bit her lower lip after a long time: "Ajun, although I have said it once...how much free time do you usually have!"

Although the family members probably already knew the good news through the spiritual network, Sandora and I still solemnly announced the return of our ancestors after returning home. This is a big event, even if more than half of the family usually It's not very reliable, but it's still a big enough event to cheer up the whole family. My sister decided to have a good meal to celebrate in the evening - this is basically how Her Majesty the Queen of the Fifteen Days District of the previous generation viewed the matter. Qianqian was quite regretful because she was not there at the time: this girl probably hoped to be with Ta Weir also masters the technology of multiple shadow clones, so that she can be there to mix in every excitement happening in the world.

Bingtis was curious to find out what the ancestors said after they were resurrected. As a result, Shandora and I could only tell the truth: except for the names of the ancestors, we asked almost nothing. Ansers has just been resurrected, and his thinking is obviously not keeping up with the rhythm, so apart from knowing that his ancestor is a middle-aged and elderly man who speaks kindly and is a bit bachelor, I feel like there is nothing much to say.

"Anyway, the resurrection of other ancestors has also been scheduled." I said with a relaxed and cheerful tone. Anyway, this is one of the few good things that can be called "national celebration" in these two stressful months. , can allow Xiling Apostle to reach the point of "nationwide celebration". In theory, in addition to the complete destruction of the forces on the abyss side, only the ancestors will be resurrected and return to their hometown.

At this time, Dingdang fluttered over and sat on my head in a familiar manner. The little boy became as farsighted as an old general on the battlefield. I remembered that this was the great hero, so I quickly took the small thing and held it in my hand, solemnly. Let me introduce to you: "The first resurrection test went so smoothly, and it is inseparable from Dingdang's contribution..."

Everyone: "?"

I think it’s time to introduce to everyone Dingdangzha, the magic medicine that clears away heat, suppresses fire and cures coughs... (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian.com to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest support. Motivation. Mobile phone users please go and read.)