Lords: From Civilization to the Stars

Two months later.

"A-621, this is your code name."

"Name? This is not your name. You should choose your own name. There are already countless children like you who came out of the cloning chamber."

"I have no feelings for you, and you should not have any feelings beyond imagination for me. I only created you to expand my civilization, A-621. Artificial life like you must find your own dreams and ideals. Only in this way can you be a person."

"A-621, find your own meaning, don't be a puppet of anyone."

"..."

It's great, the time when I could obey the orders of adults and live.

The gentle and majestic memories in my mind gradually faded, and what came into view was one burning hell after another.

A-621, a special combat unit, Elf Model Body Type 13, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the monsters running towards him with a howl, and pressed the trigger of his gun.

There were no sparks of gunpowder, nor any unimaginable changes. Only a golden light burst out from the gun barrel with will, piercing the head of the demon who was howling to the sky, turning it into countless scattered sparks, and instantly exploded into a handful of flying ashes on this broken earth.

And under the area where the demon just stood, dozens of pale corpses with no special expressions were piled on the ground like building blocks, slowly flowing with dark red blood. The figure of A-621 walking with a gun was reflected on the solidified eyeball. The image of a young elf who looked pitiful but had a very numb expression was reflected on the eyeball without mechanism.

Standing in the center of the battlefield falling in black snow, silently looking at the corpses of his predecessors, A-621 slowly exhaled a breath of white air and pressed a device behind his pointed ears.

"This is the front-line command post, A-621, have you found anything?"

"I have found the bodies of patrol C3, who were all killed after being attacked by demons. I have killed the demons and sent them back to the subspace. Now I am requesting support transfer from the headquarters."

"C3? I see, thank you very much for your help. Next, please stand still and hold up the signal in your hand for guidance. We will send a team to recover you in fifteen to thirty minutes. Thank you very much for your contribution to the Antarctic Fulcrum, A-621. After reporting back, you will be free."

"... Yeah."

The young elf gently pressed the button behind his head, sighed, opened the small pocket on his left arm, took out a light golden bottle placed inside, and held it high.

A light golden line began to slowly spread out from the bottle, like a line, stretching into the sky, connecting with the broken golden curtain on the sky, and gradually condensed into a directional beacon. A gentle feeling enveloped all around, even making this tragic battlefield somewhat stable and harmonious.

A-621 stood there, quietly looking at the corpses lying on the snow, but her mind was blank.

She said she was free, she could live freely... but what was freedom?

Looking at her dead companions, the elf girl blinked, and a trace of confusion and bewilderment flashed across her face like a machine. Although she understood the meaning of these words, she did not know the essence of these words.

A-621, she was one of the first elf-shaped clones created in the original cloning chamber. In order to prevent short-term chaos and growth errors, some gene expressions and repairs of the negative star will gradually spread in the process of operation, and eventually form different individuals.

It is better to say that it is a pure cultivation chamber than a gene cloning chamber. These light green nutrient tanks can use the gene repair device of the ancient saint and some of the props attached to produce 10,000 gene modifiers of various models. They can be humans, elves, dark elves, or even some player-like forms. But the player form was quickly abandoned due to casualties and meaninglessness.

The best remaining choice is the elf form. These forms are excellent because of their excellent physique and no worries about long growth time. So A-621 is the first batch of elves created.

She has a sister who looks exactly like her and even has the same genes, A-621-1, but she was killed in the last Arctic expansion campaign. Her sister's last wish is to entrust all the results and future to her. So in this confused life, she was quickly promoted.

Because the other self worked very hard in the Arctic expansion campaign, even desperately, and finally got such an opportunity.

But in fact, A-621 doesn't want to leave here.

She also wants to listen to the voice in her impression more.

"..."

It's snowing.

Looking at the black snowflakes scattered in the sky, the elf who came out of the incubator looked up at the bottle, looked at the golden lines flying into the sky, and began to recall his life.

Since birth, they have been moving forward without confusion, listening to such voices. That is their creator, the great Lord of the Negative Stars. God in the world, the most powerful god, the strongest among the strong, the most terrifying king, and other identity descriptions are often heard around in the first month of the world integration experiment.

The so-called world integration experiment is to let all the elf clones integrate into the players and all parts of the world within a month, and start to learn all walks of life, the different customs and customs of each region, as well as their thoughts, conflicts, and attitudes towards life. In this way, the knowledge that has long been recorded in their minds can also quickly become a real imprint with their own use.

Compared with those who really live in the world, the elves who came out of the clone warehouse have a lot of knowledge and learning, but most of them are naive and cannot use it properly.

So each of them will get the proper attention of the Lord of the Negative Stars in the first month.

That is their parents and their master, and his voice represents the highest will.

After the first month of preparation, everyone will start to prepare to face their own destiny. That is a three-year service time, facing all the evil demons in the subspace.

From the ice wall domain to the Antarctic fulcrum, from the deep sea area to the Arctic wasteland, almost every place needs their clones to fill in the line. The players and other living things live in ignorance, and they don’t even know that the war beyond imagination has begun in this world.

The Chaos Gods are really angry about Leon’s existence. They almost set off a storm in the subspace and threw almost all the demons and movable things here. Countless demons and monsters howled in the subspace and began to attack the boundary of the old world, intending to push Leon and his troops into the ocean. They vowed to give everything for their master.

And Leon led his pale army and clones to fight against these ugly monsters born from the souls, and wanted to completely destroy their existence and individuals in this world.

Compared with the pale army that Leon personally corrected and conducted psychic mapping, the elves born from the clone warehouse often do not have that kind of terrifying supernatural power. All they could do was to defend their own front and shoot at the enemy with their guns when the Pale Army was rampaging on the ground.

Although the clones also inherited the genius of the Negative Stars, they were born relatively young and had many cognitive problems. They often did not react immediately, but were slow.

This led to extremely tragic casualties among the clones. Often, 20,000 were thrown in on the same day, and only a few thousand were left after a few days.

Cruel tug-of-wars appeared at the borders of the world, with various subspace creatures and surreal walls pulling each other.

Even the current location of A-621 is not the front battlefield, but tens of kilometers away from the real front battlefield. It is conducting its own battlefield reconnaissance and detection, hoping to get more accurate information about those demons. It eventually led to the annihilation of Team C.

But now, she has the right to choose her life freely. She can become a citizen of the Negative Stars and start her own life in the realm.

If she wants to become an elf, Phoenix King Olivien will also open his hands to her.

The weird Phoenix King didn't care about anything else, as long as she was an elf, even if it was a second-hand product used by the Negative Star, this Phoenix King who made people feel a little abnormal welcomed it very much.

If she didn't want to be an elf, but just wanted to travel or see the world, Li Ang's Negative Star and a series of cooperative units would also give her various materials and customs clearance certificates. For anyone, this is enough money for her to enjoy her old age.

However, 621 stared blankly at the black sky, not knowing what to say.

After a while, accompanied by the roar of a vehicle, a small vehicle painted with a light golden star logo arrived beside 621. A pale elf got out of the car and frowned at everything in front of him.

Just look at the silver skull marked on the black military uniform to know that he is the original pale army, a super army belonging to the Lord of the Negative Star, Li Ang himself.

This original Negative Star frowned at the tragic battlefield, and finally nodded at the calm 621.

"Hello, I am Gesala Linge of the Pale Army."

"...I am 621."

"Thank you for your hard work, 621. You are the first soldier in the Antarctic Fulcrum area to be eligible for amnesty. Now you can go back and apply for your form. You are free."

"..."

"Serve for three years, or make a significant contribution on the battlefield. As long as you have one of these two, you can freely choose what you want to do. Although only one month has passed, your battlefield contribution has been greatly supplemented because of another transfer from you. You can choose what you want to do, and we will do our best to help you fulfill your wish."

Limited wishing, this is also a unique welfare for negative stars.

Because Li Ang can basically do whatever he wants through the ruins of the ancient saint like a living god. Therefore, even if it is some super-standard things or even some unimaginable deeds, Li Ang can easily do it.

For the current artificial human replicants who don't have many wishes, what Li Ang himself said is essentially the same as being directly given a wishing machine.

But 621 did not put forward his request when facing the white pale army, he just looked at him with empty eyes.

When the atmosphere gradually became awkward, 621 slowly blinked his eyes and made his request.

"...Can I see my father?"

"Father? You are artificial humans who came out of the cloning warehouse. There is no such thing as a father. But if you work hard, you may become a qualified mother in the future."

"No, I have a father. I want to see my master, Li Ang, the Lord of the Star Negative."

For an elf, his face was young and immature, with a stubborn expression on it, and he said seriously to the pale army in front of him. This request made the soulless man on the opposite side look much more embarrassed.

Of course, 621 knows the reason. Because even as a member of the Pale Army, Li Ang had actually always gone to find them by himself, using his voice to pour into everyone's minds, instead of letting these people come to him directly. There are only a few people who can directly find Li Ang.

However, before he could say the words of rejection, a hand was put on his shoulder.

"It's okay, let me hear and see what this little girl came to do with me."

A golden figure came out from behind. The light of the Star Negator began to spread to the surroundings, bringing a warm and soothing feeling.

Li Ang's incarnation walked out of the shadow, and an ordinary person's face soon appeared under the golden light. With a gentle expression, he walked up to the short elf girl and patted the girl on the shoulder.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"...I want to ask, what can I do?"

"That's up to you to decide."

"No, Father, what do you want me to do? What can I do for you?"

"I am not your father, and you are not my daughter. You are just a tool created by me. Whatever you want to do, you can do it. You can choose the path you want to take."

Looking at the girl with a dull expression, even a little lost, Li Ang sighed, feeling helpless.

"To be honest, I have always felt a little uneasy about my decision. Your life is too short and dull. You came out of the cloning warehouse, and your destiny was to fill the battlefield I planned, and I Although 20,000 people show up every day to occupy the place, the number is still not enough.”

"Every day there are a large number of casualties on more complex battlefields. Every day your activities and thoughts are more like real people. I feel that I shouldn't have given you more knowledge to make you suffer such pain."

"But please forgive me, I just want to maximize my profits. I just want the Star Negative to go to the stars."

Looking at the mechanical girl with a numb and calm expression, Li Ang's expression was also very firm, as if burning a blazing flame, trying to burn away all injustice and all retreat.

"So whatever you want to say to me, whatever you want to understand, I will support you. But if you want me to give you an answer for the future of your life, I will say that I can't do it. I don't know what you will do. What kind of future there is, and I don’t know what kind of future you can have. For me, these are too far away.”

"So only you can choose your own future. This can only be done by the decision you make. No one can replace you and make you make choices that are not your own. You are you, no one else able to replace.”

"Tell me what you want to do. I will try my best to meet your needs. Even though you are a replicator, a clone, you are also a human being. I will satisfy you."

"..."

621 remained silent once again.

This elf with white hair and red eyes, who had just walked out of the training warehouse less than three months ago, was just thinking calmly.

She thought for a long time, in the black blizzard, bathed in all kinds of falling black snow and frost, just thinking about all this. Finally, the girl looked up at Li Ang, seemingly showing a somewhat aggrieved expression.

"I don't know, Father."

621 said softly, with some grievance and confusion in his voice.

"I don't know what I can do, I've always been like this, but I really don't know what I can do now with my abilities. You must need me, so I do what you want. If possible, I would also like to help you do one last thing.”

"That's right. You are really too young. Then come with me. For the time being, you can do something for me and make a decision. In this case, you may also be able to feel the meaning of life."

Li Ang sighed and reached out to hold her shoulders.

Then in the blink of an eye, the surrounding time began to gradually change, and it seemed that something beyond cognition began to appear. The two of them arrived in front of a tall tower in an instant.

This tower seemed to be eternal. Under the black sky, there was almost no force that could shake it down. Looking at the tower, Li Ang pointed to a place casually.

"Then you stand here."

"Yes."

"Help me press this button."

"Okay."

621 nodded calmly and pressed the big red button that was obviously just made.

In the next moment, the Antarctic giant tower that stood tall in front of everyone shook violently, and countless lights gathered from all directions again, just like the light prism tower, the dazzling golden light gathered on this only tower.

Standing on the Antarctic continent, the giant tower that was going to illuminate the whole world instantly absorbed a huge amount of energy that could cut the ocean in half, and then instantly shot it into the sky.

The terrifying energy was poured out in just 0.1 seconds, and then in the next moment, the golden light column returned intact, instantly piercing the tower that reached the sky. The entire tower was blasted apart by the backflow of energy beams in the blink of an eye.

This was a scene with almost no sound, and it was hard to even say that this scene was deafening. There was only a sigh, and the huge all-metal tower silently dissolved in front of the light reflected from the sky. And the golden curtain in the sky also dissolved together.

Leon's psychic position was overloaded again, exposing everyone's will to the dark gods. And this time, the shooting at the sky could not be called an accident at all.

Amid the screams of everyone, Leon's sigh seemed to sound next to 621.

"Alas, the second impact didn't work... I'm so sorry, your descendants are afraid that they will suffer again. Those guys will definitely not give up this God-given opportunity."

"..."

Watching the sky dim again in an instant, and gradually covered by the red fog, 621 blinked. She seemed to vaguely hear the roar of a monster in the sky.

‘Stop him, stop the Negative Star, his poison has spread in your world! ’

‘At least in our crazy world, you can still experience the various aspects of life, experience pain, experience love, be happy or sad for the grace of God, and be shocked or terrified by the operation of the world. ’

‘But that guy doesn’t. Even in the world of the dead, there is the noise of the undead and the instability of the soul, but in his world, all laughter and fear, all behavior and definition are hormones and desires of the flesh, he is a real monster! Everyone, no matter who you are! Kill that monster! '

"What a noisy clown. Look, this is my last advice to you."

The golden shadow patted 621's head and said earnestly:

"Even the so-called gods are actually just this kind of thing. All definitions and concepts are spread by intelligent creatures themselves. Believe in yourself, believe in all this, and you are your own hero."

"..."

"I must have my own preparations when I do things."

Looking at the giant monster in the sky, Li Ang smiled and stretched out his palm again, aiming at the huge tower. Looking at the tower in front of him gradually exploding and collapsing in the flames, and the months of hard work instantly melted into magma, the elf blinked his eyes, as if he understood something, but also as if he didn't understand anything.

Believe in your own cognition, you are your own hero...

Under 621's gaze, the melted tower gradually fell down, and then in a flash, another tower rose from the original place, and the light golden curtain once again covered the black sky, letting the angry curses gradually dissipate and become silent.

"People always have to move on. Whether it is now or in the future. It is still the most important to do what you like. Keep this mentality and move forward, 621. You should also find a friend."

The golden shadow shattered in an instant, leaving only a little golden light scattered in the air.

621 blinked and slowly clenched his palm, his red pupils reflecting the scattered colors on the sky.

According to the scattered light in the distant sky, the event called "Second Impact" seemed to happen just like this, just two months after the first impact.