South America.
Shahram United Kingdom.
As a medium-sized country with decent overall strength, it has a population of about 200 million.
The reason is very good thanks to the geographical environment.
Not only does it have a pleasant climate and rich resources, but after entering modern society, even its technological and industrial levels are considered excellent, and it can barely be regarded as the top horse of a certain international power.
now.
In a relatively developed modern city in this country.
The interior of an eighty-story building.
A young figure, who appeared to be about twenty-seven or seventy-eight years old, was nodding his head while looking at the content displayed on the tablet in his hand. He was obviously very satisfied with the various information presented in it.
Incidentally, he would express his various views and opinions to his subordinates not far away from time to time, causing waves of echoes and discussions.
As the owner of this building, the founder of a major technology company.
Andot Langdo has always had a great degree of authority in the entire company.
This is especially true when one is also burdened with a series of titles such as genius, technological pioneer, and rich man...etc.
Look to the past.
In the last two or three years of the entire Shahram United Kingdom.
He has always been hailed as the most promising entrepreneur and young man, the idol and goal of the younger generation, and the most successful leader of the contemporary young group.
More than ten minutes later.
After all the subordinates left one after another, even the personal secretary slowly left and rushed to deal with various matters that were ordered.
Andut Langdu casually threw the tablet in his hand onto the sofa in the office.
He slowly came to the huge one-way transparent bulletproof floor-to-ceiling window at the edge of the office, and calmly stared at the various scenes outside.
It was as if he was seriously appreciating the scenery.
It took quite a while.
He said as if talking to himself in a room that seemed completely empty except for himself:
"Tell me, what's the point of all this?"
A few seconds later.
A voice with a somewhat dry voice answered in his mind:
"Meaningless."
Andut Langdo continued to ask:
"So what do I think of what I have achieved now?"
The voice also replied:
"Incomparably small."
Not paying attention to the other party's reply, which did not give him any face, Andut Langdu chose to ask a question that made him think about it for a long time:
"So, when can you tell me your ultimate goal?"
"Why did you give me those technologies?"
"To invade Earth?"
This time, the voice did not answer directly, but remained silent for a while before replying:
"That kind of thing means nothing to me."
"...Escape from the prison is my only goal."
"I deeply long to escape from this cage that seals the future, to see the real world, to see the broader and greater world."
Faced with this answer, Andoute Lando had already expected it.
Since this voice appeared in my mind a few years ago, although the other party has communicated with me every week or so, including giving me various techniques and instructing me how to solve various problems, it has never shown its face. , presumably there is some special reason why the other party cannot show up.
After getting along with each other in the past few years, Andut Langdu, who was able to judge that it was definitely not an earth creature, then asked:
"Are you imprisoned on Earth, or what?"
"You expect me to release you?"
While asking, he couldn't help but wonder if all this was caused by an awakened person.
Those guys who could fly to outer space imprisoned a passing alien on the earth?
He had suspected this.
However, the other party directly denied it: "No."
"The cage I am referring to is not this planet, let alone the solar system. These things are cages that belong to you humans."
"I am outside your cage, inside a larger cage, inside a larger cage that surrounds the solar system in your mind."
After hearing all this, Andoute Landau suddenly felt that things were a bit beyond imagination and too abstract:
"...It's so complicated..."
Hearing this, the source of the voice also replied casually:
"complex?"
"It's not too complicated."
The other party explained calmly:
"I just wanted a ride."
"So, you don't need to worry that I will harm you. That kind of thing is not in my interests."
"On the contrary, I will help you, and if possible, I would like to give you more technologies, including those that can bring human civilization directly to the space age."
"However, due to the existence of your rulers, the group of top awakened beings, they directly give you technology that is too far ahead of the times, which is harmful to you but not beneficial. It seems that they do not want human civilization to move into the space age."
Regarding these words, Andut Langdu immediately thought of something.
"What's the meaning?"
"Why are they unwilling to allow human civilization to move toward the space age?"
As the leader of a large technology company, he had heard some rumors.
The government is reluctant to explore the field of outer space and sometimes even actively stifles rumors of important related technologies.
Coupled with what he just heard, Andut Langdu immediately felt that there might be some special invisible rules on the entire earth, some invisible rules that ordinary people could not know at all.
"If human civilization chooses to go to outer space and go outside the solar system on a large scale, it will inevitably encounter more external dangers, and even the solar system will become an area where other populations can freely travel, because when humans leave in large numbers The solar system represents that mankind has begun to enter the [road of conquest]..."
"On the other hand, if human civilization continues to stay in the solar system, it means that you are still on the [self-path], all external dangers will be contained, and the solar system will always be your cage and private place, free from external interference."
"If it weren't for special circumstances, it would be difficult for even me to project some information. And even if I had some reliance, I would still have to pay a certain price for each piece of information I conveyed to you in basic human writing on Earth, about fifty The total energy released by a star from its birth to its death is barely enough for me to convey to you the basic text of an Earthling."
"In addition, every time a connection is established, there is a cooling time for me, even if the energy is sufficient, this also means that for you, I will only communicate with you once every few days."
"..."
(End of chapter)
