star sea.It devours the planet like a never-ending vortex, and can no longer spit out any existence, making people feel only their own small, icy ocean.Although the planet seen in the distance has life, and there may be scorching terrain on it, but what surrounds the vast universe is only coldness.Scholars refer to the end of the universe as the heat death, but the problem is that it is within that event itself.

The universe doesn't become 'heat dead' or anything, it just slowly gets sucked out of any heat and nothing is left.This is the end of all things, this is the final path of entropy.

But human beings want to develop.

Where does their motivation come from?From the heart?From the brain?A little idea born out of that utterly barren gray matter with nothing left?Why can human beings move forward even after knowing the fate of their own race?Is it the stupidity of individual thinking, or is it ignorance and fearlessness?They clearly knew what was behind this, it was photons, it was balance, and it was the dead silence in balance.

They already knew.know everything.Why develop a splendid civilization if it will die in the end?Why explore a world that will eventually die?

Metia breathed a sigh of relief.She seems to have started to fall into a kind of endless loop again... That is to say, if a person realizes that he is immortal and indelible, she will always find that his time is inexplicably much longer.Those battles and thinking are gone now, but what remains is the imagination and thinking of the ultimate question.

Humanity may not have to face this, but she has had a terrible thought in nearly hundreds of years of history: she may face this.She may look at the distant sea of ​​​​stars, witness the collapse of the planets, the collapse of the universe, and then everything returns to the singularity.Those she killed collapsed with what might still be traces, gathered at that point, me in you and you in me, and then exploded again into a new world.

Or, in fact, nothing.She just lost consciousness on a certain day - permanently, permanently.And then nothing then.Or one day, she watched the heat death, she became the last heat, and then these energies slowly became the last point in the universe, and finally the last point disappeared, and there was nothing left.

Time is not my enemy, eternity is.

She looked into the distance through the viewing port again.Jormungandr was originally created as a small bug that resembled a human transport ship.But after so many years and devouring so many living organisms, it reached the larger volume of the planetary transport center.

Now it surrounds a star system, uses the heat source of the star as a heat absorption pool, and spreads out the silk feet that stretch as far as the eye can see.In time, she might grow into a behemoth that spanned several star systems, but her brain became a problem again.

Jormungandr trembled slightly again.But now Metia just continued to observe the star sea, looking into the distance.

The girl reminded her of something from the past.

Now these new humans don't know the existence of the Golden City, so they can't understand Metia's mood.But Metia knew that she would never forget the air ark that had gone to nowhere.They call it the Ark, the Kingdom of Gold, and the City of Sages.But whatever it was called, Metia only knew it as Ellumbia.The Golden City was just a word she used to call it, because calling it by its name always brought a disgusting smell of rot on her tongue or in her heart.

She had plenty of reasons not to like it there.Whether it's transformation or creation, she starts from these aspects-she has a lot of reasons.

Countless years ago, there were only a few dozen people in the Golden City.Their technology is not sophisticated, but they are, and indeed are, pioneers in technology.Now the new humans are digging wildly on their ruins, and have developed a series of technologies such as jumping.But they will never be able to decipher the existence of the Golden City from the literature, let alone reach that peak.The Golden City was their fortress, a majesty beyond even human imagination.It uses unreal technology to prevent it from colliding with any planets during its movement, but it can transform or plant on the planets through internal mechanized devices.

Human beings always feel that such technology has been amazing, but they can't think of more advanced things: the planets they live on now, including the most pleasant twin planets of Ayers and Iris, are just the experimental products of the Golden City back then.

Hydrology, temperature, vegetation, they experiment with everything and create living things.Metea was then created and transformed.After a lapse of nearly 1000 years, she can still vaguely recall all kinds of things that day, such as the revolving door before her death: the words seen in the monochromatic vision in the culture tank indicate that she is a creature with the number EB3BD, which is 963517 in decimal.

But that's just a number in the Golden City.

Metia doesn't know why they want to experiment, why they want to create an environment and airdrop species to do survival experiments, let alone what is the significance of this.She still had no way of knowing until the Golden City was destroyed.

Before that, she was just an unknown organism that was struggling to swim.Maybe a piece of meat, maybe a jellyfish, maybe some other primitive biological shape.She still finds it amazing to dig out the memories in these original genes.Perhaps it is because of her unconscious storage of memories in genes (proven to fail by metabolism) or mitochondrial actions in everything, that she has the opportunity to evolve.

They easily discovered the tricks of these primitive creatures, and after quickly deciphering the simple and crude code, they changed the jar for her.

It was a big jar, and Metia couldn't remember how much time she spent in it.Today's catalyzer is also made according to the liquid in that jar, but unfortunately the potency is less than 3%.In that catalyst, Medea swims, grows, and finally grows eyes and sees words.Her number, number EB[-]BD, the sequence of the little thing flashed across Metia's mind, and then her chest began to throb.She remembered that she had stored words in her nascent brain, dependent on it as a meaning.She even grew that text on her body.

And those people just watched her evolution and started manipulating her genetic sequence after she reached the pinnacle of self-evolution.For a while, all the jars were himself—Medea thought with disgust, and realized that he was disgusted by the fact that he was being copied.

In the early stages of the organism, she has been copied like the cheapest larva for thousands, hundreds, tens of thousands—who knows how many, she does the same thing for her larvae: splicing different gene sequences to test How about various data.She knows, she knows.But she will not let these little things have any emotions anymore. In fact, the genes of the entire swarm determine that they cannot violate Metia.But again she thought of the word "same" and felt a small smile break onto her face.

Obey, just obey.Just like that day she obeyed them unconsciously.

Just as they treated the larva themselves, those people didn't treat her as a creature at all.The subject of the experiment, the test object, the material, whatever you say, is just a test object without equal rights.Happiness is life without awareness, happiness is life without awareness of how wonderful freedom is.The pig's life is always happy.Therefore, they did not install any controls at all, or set up control sequences.

At that time, Medea didn't think about what the word "freedom" meant and symbolized, she just evolved.evolution.On and on, evolving.After realizing that she was doing the "same" thing, Metia couldn't help lowering her eyes, and then she thought:

Until that day... yes.Until that day draws the end.All things, all transformations, since that day...

"Your Majesty, the lair experiment area in the Vayne asteroid belt has been attacked. Would you like to contact the troops there now?"

Metia suddenly recovered from the starry sky, the giant ship, and the long memories.She waved her hand to indicate that she had accepted the message, and walked slowly down the observation cabin, unexpectedly not blaming Yermungandr for the sudden voice.In an emergency, you should also blame your subordinates. It is not good to make any mistakes in the future.She just casually ordered the Mothership before intervening in the mind link:

"Joermungandr, feed that little thing."

Then, she intervened and immediately linked the swarm forces, unleashing her wrath on those stupid humans who dared to invade her experimental field.

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Of course, what day is the queen not angry?While thinking about how to feed humans, Jormungandr flitted through such thoughts.She didn't quite understand why the queen was angry, why she was angry, but she knew very well how to be angry.

The anger that exploded from her body was very clear to the swarm.And, all the territories of human beings are clear.If the queen of the swarm finds that they want to, or have carried out any blow to her swarm, she will immediately and continue to launch revenge, even beyond the limit.

Yermunga had to know what it was.That's just what humans say, venting anger.While banishing this unwanted thought, she added vitamins to the fluid sac.Maybe that would work too... or is it better to analyze the stomach contents of captured humans now?

She thought so hard that she almost stopped the pipeline supplying the flying dragon.During the wyvern's protest she ignored the rest like a queen.Ye Mengjiade quickly decided that it would be more appropriate to analyze the stomach contents, and sent a siren to the infection room.After a while, the sea monster's mind came back, but it made her even more puzzled:

hydrochloric acid?No no, that should just be stomach acid.So it should be, protein, sugar, cellulose, fat, inorganic salt.It sounds like a human being has been remade. Is this the low-efficiency absorption method of human beings?

Yemengard stretched out a silk foot, and fiddled in the chamber indiscriminately.She thought about it again, and suddenly realized:

Isn't this the nutrient solution?

She was frightened for a moment by her cleverness.After pretending that the common denominator of all things hadn’t happened, she quickly rolled up the little thing’s body with her tentacles, and stopped moving again in doubt——

How do humans eat?As the mothership, she did not observe it, nor did she understand it.She tried to find it in her memory, and after the transmission almost strangled two beetles, she accidentally spilled some soup in annoyance before she suddenly realized.Wasn't the data extracted from the stomach just now?So going up the esophagus must be the mouth cavity?Yes, gluttony bugs enter the human body from food, so it should be from the mouth...

She tried her best to put her tentacles into the girl's mouth, pouring liquid.As a result, she never expected that this move would cause the little girl to cough violently. She secretly said that it was not good, and hurried back to check if she had put tuberculosis bugs in it.Fortunately, the little girl was only choked by the sudden infusion of liquid, and after a while she hung her head weakly.Yemengard carefully stretched out his tentacles again, and slowly fed the liquid food.This time, the girl didn't resist anymore, she just moved her throat slightly and swallowed all the food.

Yermungandr finally swayed his body long.

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