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Chapter 489

Chapter 489: The Turning Point of History

The rain fell lightly, continuous threads of raindrops forming a curtain, and the heavy clouds in the sky pressed down on people, making it hard for them to breathe. There was no sign of life on the streets, only isolated street lamps and a gray ground.

Muddy water gurgled into the sewer openings. A foot stepped onto the waterlogged ground, splashing droplets before quickly lifting and moving forward rapidly.

Lolan Hill felt as if she were seeing through someone else’s eyes, personally experiencing the past scenes. These were undoubtedly the memories stored in that small disc.

Though the sensations were close to reality, there were still slight differences. With her extraordinary perception, she could detect some imperfections. Moreover, within the scene, she couldn’t change perspectives or interact, making it quite different from Lagtis’ diary.

However, this did not diminish the value of these memories.

What Lolan Hill now witnessed was the distant end of Earth’s 21st century.

Raindrops fell on the memory’s owner, giving Lolan Hill a chill. However, the clothing worn seemed to be made of special material; the water couldn’t penetrate it but instead rolled off the body.

Turning down several streets, she began to see other people along the way. They wore the same white robes as her and carried waterproof hoods.

On the back of their white robes was a special triangular symbol, which appeared to contain a clock pattern. Although she couldn’t see the backs clearly, she could guess they were all identical.

These people dressed in white robes gathered in front of a square, standing silently in the rain, orderly arranged in formations without any commands or words. Everything happened in silence.

Ten minutes passed, and a man dressed similarly in a white robe approached the podium. The only difference was the two red rings on his cuffs.

“The final moment has arrived.”

Upon ascending the stage, the leader’s voice echoed throughout the venue.

“According to statistics and data simulations from observation stations worldwide, it will take approximately a thousand years for Earth to recover to a habitable state.”

“This means that during the long darkness ahead, countless lives will perish, and Earth’s ecosystem will undergo a complete reshuffle.”

“Despite humanity believing itself to be the pride of heaven, we cannot escape this calamity.”

“Those present here are elites from various fields, nations, and industries. In this cruel decision-making process, the united government has decided to leave the last hope with you.”

“I don’t want to reiterate how rare this opportunity is. For each one of you who survives, hundreds or even thousands have sacrificed and contributed to make it possible.”

“They gave up much so that you may live. You must ensure that over a thousand years later, human civilization can once again rise.”

“The weight of their expectations and sacrifices should be remembered by you.”

“Finally, let us reaffirm our oath.”

Silent figures raised their right hands, allowing the rain to slide down their faces, shouting under the dim sky.

“I shall become a torch as strong as steel, preserving the flame of civilization.”

“The Amber Millennium Plan begins!”

One by one, these individuals dressed in white robes entered deep tunnels where elevators led hundreds of floors underground. There, they would avoid external disturbances, entering a thousand-year hibernation until the dark clouds in the sky dissipated once more.

Time flowed. When those sleeping in cryogenic chambers beneath the earth awoke, the land had transformed into another form.

Mana’s power allowed plants to grow abnormally lush. After being enhanced by extraordinary forces, bones could support larger, heavier bodies. Gigantic beasts towering over a hundred meters tall moved slowly across the land, while ocean predators were countless.

To better combat the demons and survive, humans who emerged from hibernation formed the “Human Continuity Committee.”

The revived land was wild and perilous; even firearms struggled to subdue the savage demons. Therefore, humanity had to shift towards the skies.

The protagonist of the memory participated in the revival and guidance of numerous technologies. Under the influence of extraordinary powers, material science in this world advanced in unique directions.

Although mass production was difficult, things far surpassing previous achievements gradually took shape. Controlled nuclear fusion, approaching infinite energy, matured during this phase.

Due to the dangers on the ground, the primary materials used by humans shifted from metal and plastic to wooden structures. Wind-powered airships traversed between floating cities.

More than a hundred years later, at the 62nd Human Continuity Conference, a commissioner proposed a plan.

“Since we possess extraordinary power, why not create an extraordinary race?”

“Why be confined to our former appearances and structures?”

“In the past, due to the convenience of the brain and tools, humans gradually lost physical capabilities. It’s hard to imagine that falling from a three-meter-high staircase could result in death, especially for the highest life form on Earth.”

“Strengthening bones doesn’t mean losing humanity; it represents progress.”

After adapting to living with extraordinary powers, human concepts began to change. At this stage, the雏form of a new ideology emerged.

They were no longer satisfied with their frail bodies but hoped each generation of humanity’s descendants would grow stronger. Modifying life became their most focused area.

Their slogans evolved year by year during research and advancement.

“If adding an organ improves abilities without affecting aesthetics, why shouldn’t we do it?”

“Extraordinary demons are our models; humans can find more possibilities from them.”

“Certain organs in demons are the sources of their powers; perhaps there’s a way to achieve both.”

“The girl with cat ears represents a new direction for humanity.”

“Perhaps there’s a limit to humanoid forms.”

“If having a human mind implies that appearance isn’t important…”

“Dragons symbolize strength and perfection.”

“Tall bodies, powerful magic—bigger is better.”

“The dream of Titans is not out of reach.”

“The direction of life isn’t singular; like a tree, it has many branches. We sing together today, as the Tree of Life Sect is founded.”

“With the roar of steel and the turning of turbines, the body is merely a part of the tool. The Mechanical Parliament is hereby established.”

“With precise steel rulers, we shall remeasure the land beneath our feet—682 million autonomous units from the Mechanical Parliament’s 137 branches will reclaim control of the earth.”

“To regulate forbidden studies among organizations and sects, the Ethics Committee is hereby established.”

“Studies on modifiers, adjusters, and mutants will be strictly restricted by the Ethics Committee.”

“Moral values maintain the boundaries of human cognition; ethical bottom lines must not be crossed—the Ethics Committee strongly condemns the Tree of Life Sect.”

Lolan Hill watched these scenes from the distant past, witnessing humanity’s awakening from hibernation, their rebirth, ascent into the skies, and revival. Each historical moment was like a grand epic, narrating the essence and origin of this world.

Recently, I’ll be quite busy, updates will be replaced with side stories or notices. Apologies for the inconvenience, hoping for your understanding.

There are events these days, and many students have rewarded me. Unfortunately, I don’t have a mouse, and typing is strenuous. I’ll thank everyone uniformly later.

Thank you all (bows), Qingkong is very happy.

(End of Chapter)


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She Is Not a Witch

She Is Not a Witch

才不是魔女
Score 9
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: Chinese
She is a silver-haired maiden who lives in the forest. She is the teacher of the seven legendary heroes. She is the Sage who represents the stars and wonders. She is the guide who quells ten world disasters. Her name is Lorraine Hill, and she is not a witch. As the poem describes it. Like the sunlight that descends upon the world, she who has bright and transparent wings carries with her the legacy of another human civilization, bringing hope and blessings to this new world.

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