Lords: From Civilization to the Stars

‘The reason why chaos is so terrible is that the great light can only shine for a moment, while the survival of life will last forever. Many people call it the bad nature of intelligent creatures, but I think the foundation of chaos is likely not such a cruel thing. We may have used very beautiful words to describe them.

For example, love. ’

“…”

Looking at the words spoken by the vigorous-looking man on TV, and the greatness of the negative stars demonstrated in the map and video, and the Antarctic fulcrum they built, the man turned off the TV in the rental house, felt a little chest tightness, and subconsciously walked out of the room and lit a cigarette.

However, even if you walk to the balcony, you can only see the dense grid layer. Just like the beehives that people with trypophobia are afraid of, layer by layer, stacked on top, occasionally with different colors, like different molds spreading corruption inside the representative of order. After watching it, people feel an inexplicable fear in their hearts. And then there is a little... a little snickering.

What are you happy about? These people live in this kind of place, day after day, year after year, looking at the beauty of the skyscrapers and even the flying villas outside, comforting their hearts and saying, can they do it too?

Are they thinking about the same thing as themselves, thinking that if they continue like this, they will eventually be able to get out of this cage one day?

But even this small pigeon cage is something that countless people want but cannot get.

Looking at the colorful sky in the distance rendered by urban light pollution, the man slowly exhaled a puff of smoke.

And there are four or five people like him from a distance. Wearing similar plaid shirts, wearing the same black-framed glasses, even the confusion and pain in their hearts are similar. There is no difference between themselves and others.

Just realizing this, the man felt a strong pain in his heart. It is an invisible pain, and this pain is rooted in everyone's heart. No matter how great the scene is, no matter how inspiring the scenery is, as long as you return to this small 20-square-meter room, the pain will emerge.

He could only stand on the balcony, seemingly breathing in and out the chaotic white smoke freely, looking at the golden city in the distance in confusion, as if all his dreams and tomorrow were hosted there.

"Huh..."

Finally, he exhaled a puff of smoke, and looking at the dark red cigarette butt in his hand, he had an urge to directly light up everything around him.

If everyone felt the same pain, if those guys who were high up and claimed to be excellent and kind also fell into this endless purgatory, maybe he would feel better? But even such a thing could not be done.

Because he knew better that even if he set this room on fire, or even the whole building, what would happen? Those really high up guys would not change at all, and the people living here were all the poor residents and ordinary people without a future that he knew. Everyone lived an ordinary life here, and even if they hated, they could not find anyone to vent.

He had not yet reached the point where he wanted to make his already miserable colleagues live even more miserable. So he stared at the dark red cigarette butt for a long time, then threw it into the toilet and flushed it down with the water.

Listening to the sound of the flushing toilet, he could get a tiny, unspeakable joy.

Perhaps he could only get a little joy from this place.

Looking at the communication on the phone, the man sighed, walked into the narrow house, sat on the bed and pressed the call button.

"Boss? What do you want to talk to me about? I just came back from the construction site in another world. I'm really sorry that I didn't see your message. Just tell me if there is any work, I will definitely complete it."

"Hello? Ah, it's not a big deal. It's just Xiao Zhang. Your tasks may be heavier. The news from the negative star is that we will be given more places. By then, our engineering team will start work. If we can guarantee fifteen hours of work, we will try our best to guarantee it. It's hard for this period of time, and everything will get better later."

"Yes, yes..."

"Oh, don't be so weak all the time, be happy."

On the phone, the boss's voice was full of vitality and vigor, as well as expectations and desires for the future.

"That's the territory of the Negative Stars! If you're lucky, you can get dozens of gold coins there, and then you can exchange them for tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. Wouldn't that make a lot of money?"

"But, recently, didn't they say that such gold coin transactions are not allowed because they can't be monitored..."

"Hey! What's unmonitored? I'll find you some intermediary platforms, and you can go there to exchange some gold coins directly. The commission is also very low. I can't run away, right? I'll just take a 10% commission. What do you think? I'll help you with the taxes and tickets by the way. If you work for a month, you'll win!"

"Well, thank you for the promotion, boss."

"It's okay. Last time, we were unlucky and ran into the group of chaos bitches at the Antarctic Fulcrum who were carrying out terrorist attacks. It's different now. Go directly to the Norsca Peninsula to contract, and be escorted by elves throughout the journey. What can be the problem?"

So the money from the Antarctic Fulcrum will be owed for now, right?

Listening to the enthusiastic voice of the player on the phone, the man opened his mouth and wanted to ask this bastard why he hadn't paid his salary yet.

But he didn't have the courage to explode, so he could only flatter the boss a few times to make him feel better. Then he continued to stay in the house in silence, staring blankly at the red light indicating the power supply under the extinguished TV screen, waiting for the boss to tell his grand plan.

He said that the world is full of opportunities and all kinds of things are happening.

He said that the negative stars are very good to every player, and the treatment is excellent. As long as you follow the team, you will have a certain degree of bonus. Although it is estimated that you may have to throw a lot back for the future, there is hope for life.

He said that his industrial plot has been reset, and the burned plot at the Antarctic fulcrum has been taken over by a large company. He received a large compensation and took his so-called good brothers to the Norsca Peninsula to build their own travel village and hunting village.

The boss also said a lot, and his future seemed to be colorful, with countless choices.

He can go to the peaks of hell to hunt monsters, explore the deep ocean, explore the cracks in time and space in the boundary ice wall, and go to the Antarctic fulcrum to have a real man's duel with the demons.

But after listening for a long time, the man felt that what he said seemed to be one sentence. That is, you have to work for him no matter where you go. In addition, the man did not hear anything more. Because for the man, everything the boss said was his own behavior, and had nothing to do with the man as a worker.

He was just an employee, following the boss's buttocks, and had no other choice.

Is there an opportunity? He also believed that there was.

If he really had the courage to fight against the demons, if he could really explore and investigate fearlessly in the ice and snow without fear of wind, frost, rain and snow, and could optimistically extend his middle finger in the face of the pain of being cut in half, he would live a good life.

If he really had that kind of strong will, could endure countless voices and advice, directly engrave the runes and brand on himself, and devoutly believe in the words of the Lord of the Negative Star, then the glory of the Negative Star would definitely appear on him. Just like those people in the Negative Star Sect.

Even if he was bad and vicious enough, and had extremely cruel ideas, Chaos could open the door to him.

But isn't this the saddest part? He is like a replica made by filling, with the most extensive pain, the most common appearance, the most vulgar ideas, and the most boring spirit.

Even if he is immortal, he is afraid of pain. Obviously there are miracles, but he still doubts the existence of the Negative Star. He may steal takeout or even steal petty thefts, but he dare not do the real big evil. He lived a life like this, living his life in a bland way, this is the life of a man.

About twenty minutes later, the boss finally hung up the phone refreshed.

I'm afraid that in the next period of time, this small boss will show off his wise choice and his beautiful vision of future life to his friends and relatives.

But for the man, the choices in the next few days are extremely limited. In the black and white house customized by the suit, he opened the light yellow refrigerator door, looked at the little nutrition paste inside, and sighed helplessly after estimating it.

"... It's time to replenish some nutrition."

If you want to work next, you can only eat this kind of thing.

There may be less than two hours before work starts. Although the boss looks easy to talk to, if you don't arrive on time, you will still be deducted.

Life still has to go on. Although this house is as narrow as a pigeon cage, it is also a house that I bought with a loan at a high price. The man turned his numb brain and walked outside dully.

Slowly walking out of the huge reinforced concrete building, the man squinted his eyes and looked at the scenery outside. Although it was only a week without going out, it felt like he had lost decades. Some men and women who were also like zombies walked out of the room numbly and headed for the supermarket.

There was no warm neighborly relationship. They just walked forward indifferently, numbly chose their own needs, and then returned to their own rooms.

Even men knew that there were single beauties living around them, but so what? Is there any opportunity to start a love story? There was none. Because everyone had dark circles under their eyes and showed the same numb expression. Although the world was rushing forward, it obviously forgot them on the original ground. They could only keep up, but they followed very reluctantly.

People without talent, people without ability, people without personality, but they were also people. They could only struggle in the abyss of endless pain and self-blame. They wanted to escape this eternal cycle, but in the end they found that they were always spinning in that vortex.

Maybe it would be better to have other choices at the beginning, but after self-examination, they desperately found that they never had other choices. Because those choices were not something they could make.

If I could have made that choice, I would have recovered a long time ago.

‘If only there were a supermarket murder or something supernatural that suddenly happened…’

Carrying a bag of nutritional capsules and compound jelly that were about to expire and discounted, the man stood in the queue with endless fantasies in his mind. Even if it was just a little bit, he wanted to make this kind of life more colorful.

But it didn't.

He didn't see the magnificent wars released by the players. He didn't realize the fighting on the battlefield and all kinds of wonderful adventures.

And now, if you want to see that kind of exciting extreme scene in reality, it is even more impossible. Because the real villains have already been killed, and those dangerous elements that may cause damage have either surrendered voluntarily or have been closely monitored.

This feels like the best world, but there is no excitement or surprise.

Games are becoming more and more homogenized, and culture and products don't seem to have much to offer. Even if you want to express your filial piety or other psychological feelings, you have done what you should do and what you dare to do.

What else can there be? For a guy like me who is not interesting and has nothing special, what other fun can there be? I'm afraid that being able to pick up a socket on the ground to put some credit points is the happiest time for me. But other than that, he couldn't think of any unexpected things in his life.

Until on the tree-lined road on his way home, he vaguely saw a subtle-looking store setting up a stand and launching a promotion among the staggered white forest lights.

'Free distribution of nutritious vegetarian food! The meditation room of love and peace is open! '

'As long as you participate in the trial and dialogue, you can receive various food subsidies and living subsidies for free! '

'Save a lot of money! '

"..."

To be honest, for love and peace, men really don't care.

But looking at the one-dollar bottle of drinks and the three-dollar two-pack of nutritious fast food, the man really felt his heart beating. Even though he had bought enough food for a week, he couldn't help but take his steps and walked towards the store that looked glittering.

However, after just a short moment of hesitation, the old man and old woman who came out of nowhere had surrounded the place, three layers on the left and three layers on the right.

The man wanted to leave directly, but there were too many old ladies, so he was squeezed to the innermost part. Those old men and women basically took the food and left, and did not listen to any propaganda or theory. Even when the hosts shouted, they turned a deaf ear. Only the man and the pilots behind him looked at each other, and then each showed a somewhat awkward smile.

"Sorry, I also came here to get food."

"It's okay, it's okay. We prepared a lot. We had such a plan at the beginning. But I didn't expect that all of them came. This is the first time we have prepared so much. Maybe we have to do better later."

Looking at the crowded old men and women in front of him, the man with green eyes squinted his eyes and sighed helplessly.

In this world, there are many people with different pupils, and there is basically no consistency in hair color. Just like the man himself has a dry black short hair, while the beauties next door have blue hair, purple hair, and even green hair. For example, the waiter in front of him has a dark green seaweed head.

Because they all looked like poor workers, the man couldn't help but feel a little bit of affection for the seaweed-headed girl, and a sense of hardship for being a fellow wanderer.

"It's not easy to work here, right?"

Looking at the surging crowd that might not disperse for a while, the man sat on a chair and whispered to the slacking staff:

"I see that you seem to be a big company here. Is it okay for you to not care about anything here? If something goes wrong, will you take responsibility or something?"

"Ah? No, no. Although these old men and women look unhealthy, nothing will actually happen. It's better to say that we originally planned to use this method to promote it, and then show our friendly attitude towards people and sustainable development..."

"...Huh?"

"Oh, that's what our company wants to sell."

Looking at the man's confused look, the company employee patted his head belatedly, and then took out a machine that looked a bit like a helmet from the back.

"It's actually a dream sleeper that allows you to temporarily give up your player's actions. Sleeping for an hour can satisfy many needs. And if you think about some positive ideas before going to bed, you will find such beautiful dreams in your dreams. It is a new psychic technology product."

"Psychic technology? Doesn't it cost a lot of money?"

"Actually, it's not. The results are quite mature and widely used. It's just that we suddenly came up with something. The price... Forget it, why don't you do a test and we'll give it to you for free?"

"This, this is not good..."

"Anyway, the first fifty are free, and I don't think these old men and women will want them. It's better to give them away. Why don't you try it first? It won't take an hour."

The staff with short dark green hair and a pair of emerald green eyes said with a gentle face and a simple smile:

"You will feel the warmth and love of life, believe me. It's really effective."