After saying these few words, Qin Yiwei became a little out of breath. He rested for a long time before he recovered.
He couldn't help but recall the time when he was in good health forty or fifty years ago, working with Lao Wang in high spirits.
But now, surrounded by ungrateful and sycophantic people, I am also approaching the end of my life. How ironic.
"The person I owe the most in my life is Lao Wang. He is a very warm-hearted person with a chivalrous heart. In fact, he is not suitable for politics, so he can only be a thug."
"I forced him to do some bad things. Later, he couldn't stand it anymore and parted ways with me. But even so, he didn't stop me."
Qin Yiwei was panting: "After I die, he should be re-appointed, but please tell him... In fact, it is the same in every era. Don't think that you can solve it once and for all, it will only hurt yourself."
The young man was silent and finally nodded.
"Here I have some small gifts for you. [Reincarnation], I can only help you this much. I can't help you much in your next life... By the way, what do you want to do in your next life?"
Qin Yiwei opened a drawer and took out a piece of paper with a series of secret keys written on it.
"I have not decided yet."
"That's right. When you are young, you always have a lot of time to waste. Go to the safe in the Central Bank as soon as possible and collect them."
"There are 300 units of the Source of the World inside, half for Lao Wang and half for you. In addition, there are enough entrepreneurial funds for you to fail several times, some precious rare objects, and a piece of 'snowflake'. These things should be enough Alright?"
The source of the world, and... a "snowflake"!
The young man's pupils were dilated and he was shocked!
It is the product of the ice crystal tree on Mount Everest. After so many years, there are only 3 snowflakes!
Strategic level resources! How many forces are watching!
Unexpectedly, Qin Yiwei actually had a fourth piece in his hand... This... This is so bizarre!
"Why...because a few days ago, I entered the mysterious Gaia consciousness space." Qin Yiwei showed a faint smile, a rare sincere smile on his lifeless face, "It recognized my achievements and gave me some Permissions.”
"At least from the most macro perspective, it agrees with me. It doesn't care how many people die."
"So I took out these things, and I won't take anything else."
"That's it...there's nothing else I can give you."
"Why do you want to believe me? We obviously haven't been in contact for a long time." The young man asked incredulously.
"Who knows, maybe it's because I feel a little nostalgic as I get older. Or maybe, I have to believe in something, otherwise the world will be too bleak and boring."
"There are too many people I've felt sorry for in my life. I really wanted to do something, but in the end I just left a mess."
"The future must be created by young people."
His cloudy eyes looked toward the distant sky, as if there was deathly air growing from his skin and spreading into the air unconsciously. It was an aura that represented decay and death.
He is really not going to die soon.
"I can only help you this much, Mr. [Reincarnation], I hope you can be well in this life and the next."
"Give some blessings to this world."
…
The young man left the office.
He took out these secret resources from the Central Bank.
The mysterious "snowflake" is stored in a crystal-like delicate box, exuding an icy cold air and will never melt.
The supernatural properties of snowflakes have not yet been fully understood. It can even be said to be a major secret, and articles are almost never published in papers and journals.
"Once exposed, my life may be over."
The source of the world is also a strategic level supernatural resource.
Only when the unified government convenes the Supreme Council can a small amount of the Source of the World be taken out from the Ice Crystal Tree...
Only about 10 points of the Source of the World can be taken out every year. After all, the production speed of the entire earth is very slow.
300 units of the Source of the World are precious!
"Once the unified government is destroyed, it will no longer be possible to extract the source of the world from Gaia consciousness."
"As for these start-up funds, let's convert them into gold and general rare items first."
The value of gold still exists in this era.
As for general-purpose rare objects, they are things like coral stone and aquamarine that can slightly increase physical fitness and enhance spirit.
These items are expensive, just like houses in the past. They are a special tax. Buying one can be used as a family heirloom, blessing future generations, and it may cost six wallets to afford it.
Therefore, these general-purpose wonders can be regarded as the best investment method to resist inflation.
…
After placing these items, the young man breathed a sigh of relief and started on his journey again.
He is only 18 years old and has a lot of time to waste.
He wants to see more people and more things, and at least understand how the world works before he can make greater achievements.
"Boom~"
The train journey lasted for a long, long time.
This is a slow train, traveling at a speed of 100 kilometers per hour. The scenery outside the window changes from city to wilderness, to desert, to grassland, and finally to wheat fields, Gobi Desert, lakes and sea.
The uniformly spaced railway tracks run smoothly from one end of Pangea to the other.
The customs and customs of various places, beggars, soldiers, traveling traders and farmers herding cattle, are displayed by the windows.
Occasionally, you can hear songs echoing in the fields, and someone is praising the founder of breathing techniques.
In this small isolated country with few people, more than half of them died due to political turmoil in the early stages of each supernatural era. Now that these areas have been reunited, they have returned to civilized society, and convenient trains can reach every corner of the continent.
Occasionally, children can be seen, speaking the same language, playing in the mud on the yellow earth. They are forbidden to speak their own dialects, otherwise they will be whipped.
Those who opposed this policy have been buried in the yellow earth.
Occasionally, you can see huge city walls and war fortresses on the distant coastline.
The great "New Century Defense Line" is humanity's trump card for future survival. The bones of construction workers are buried in every city wall, and it is still being reinforced.
Because of the slow increase in human comprehensive strength, a team of civilian superpowers also appeared near the defense line.
They will drive their own ships to the deep sea, hunt mutant creatures in the ocean, and mine supernatural minerals, regardless of life or death. A single coral stone is worth millions.
Wealth and fame will always inspire capable explorers who pay their own way.
Occasionally...the notorious "security guard" can be seen.
The harsh cultural policy prohibits people from using dialects and their own writing, otherwise in addition to fines, they will also be whipped.
Because of the incentive of "fines", these notorious hyenas place informants and surveillance everywhere, looking for unfounded crimes, just for the sake of fines.
Sometimes, we can see the cultural gap between the old and young generations. There are always some people who value cultural inheritance more than their own lives. They secretly teach the next generation the local dialect and writing, risking being caught by the "cultural security guards".
But the next generation does not have the corresponding cultural awareness. They just hold their mobile phones and play games and watch videos.
"What's the use of those things you mentioned?!!"
"Can I go to a big city? Can I make money?! I still have to be arrested, put in jail and whipped! I asked, what's the use of learning these things!"
"That's inheritance, that's inheritance!!" The stubborn old man slapped the next generation in the face.
Then a fight broke out between the two generations.
The young man just listened silently, watching everything in this world with cold eyes.
Then, the bad news hit suddenly.
The radio hanging on the telephone pole played mourning music and a sad voice: "The following news is broadcast: Mr. Qin Yiwei, the Supreme Council Chairman of the Supernatural Alliance, passed away early this morning..."
The young man's pupils were dilated and his heart was beating wildly. The man who dominated an era was dead!
The man who was called a "tyrant", a "cultural genocide", and "who raised a pack of hyenas", who was reviled by countless people and supported by countless others, died.
Then he saw the old people who were fighting with the next generation, just like the rice that was about to be burned to death in a drought. Suddenly it rained heavily. The roots of the rice absorbed water from the cracked earth and regenerated. A hint of green.
"Have a good death!!" the old man cursed viciously in dialect.
He shuddered at the ecstasy in the other person's eyes, and couldn't help but think of the monkeys who escaped from the zoo. Facing the vast world, they thought they were the masters of their own world.
The monkey's tail was raised high, revealing its bright red butt. Little did he know that when an ordinary car passed by, the monkey under the wheels would be reduced to a trace of blood.
"Death well!" More people yelled. They picked up hoes and pitchforks, rushed into the home of the "security guard" in the village, and beat the poor man who was taking a nap at home and usually domineering to death. Bolognese.
Huge backlash came from all over the world, scattered but everywhere.
The young man lamented and left the village where chaos broke out.
He wrote a biography and called the past few decades the "Era of Repression."
No one is grateful to Qin Yiwei who launched the "Era of Repression", except Gaia Consciousness.
Qin Yiwei used his abilities to really forcefully combine the world in 46 years.
However, Qin Yiwei's life cycle is too short, so short that he can only use some policies that are eager for quick success, and so short that he can only use "cultural hyenas".
This resulted in a huge backlash after his death.
The world was divided again, and Qin Yiwei failed to unify all languages and characters after all.
According to the population structure, Pangea was once again divided into 4 large countries and 12 small countries.
The railways connecting the world were cut off again, and the furious people took pleasure in this.
Construction of the New Century Defense Line project also stopped.
(End of chapter)
