At the registration office, Su Mingan collected his identity card.

"By the way, I was scared just now, you actually ran to Linguang." Qiuli said.

"Linguang is terrible?" he asked.

"Of course!" Qiuli nodded: "He is a madman... He killed many people! Lin Guang and Noah are the two most powerful god-god travelers in the world. They were the first people to come into contact with gods and gained endless benefits.

Lin Guang is cruel, cold, ruthless, and wants to kill the neutral one. His source is extremely powerful and can almost strangle all of us. But you..."

She pursed her lips: "I was so surprised that you could stand by his side and not die."

"Lin Guang is collecting people with dark hair and gray eyes. He said he likes me." Su Mingan said.

"Well... is that true? I don't know that this perverted XP actually makes someone like you so much. It's too perverted." Qiu Li said: "Be careful, you are too weak."

Su Mingan smiled bitterly. He had no so-called "source" in his body and was always underestimated.

Qiuli leaned against the car door and lowered the cotton hat.

"You have just woken up and should not know what has happened in the past thirty years." She reached out and opened the car door: "Come in and I'll tell you."

Su Mingan entered as he said.

In the quiet car, the bright red peace knot swayed.

The blood-red sunlight in the distance slowly fell, and people had blood-like scarlet scrubs on them.

Qiuli leaned in the driver's seat and was silent for a moment, as if he was recalling the memory.

After a moment, she spoke softly:

"Our world, thirty years ago, was invaded."

"Invade?" Su Mingan said.

"They are targeting our higher civilizations and do not directly penetrate into our world. On the contrary, they take the initiative to provide us with advanced technology."

"We were like beggars who saw cakes. No country could withstand temptation. Not to mention, our individual combat capabilities were generally very strong at that time, and the powerful could even push mountains and fill the sea."

"So, the war broke out."

"For the past thirty years, we have been like a group of rats who have been tricked by the gifts of gods, only focusing on robbing technology, fighting in the internal struggle, launching conquests, separating the kingdom, separating factions, and making it difficult for the weak to survive..."

"The higher civilizations did not directly invade our world. They just gave us technology and watched our population decline sharply in the midst of infighting."

"During this period, humans have carried out self-rescue many times. For example, the surviving top scientists, counter-attack technology, and attempt to cut off the connection with higher civilizations. For example, a group of extremely powerful and peaceful companions formed an alliance to stop war. For example, the propaganda of anti-warism and protecting those humans with less powerful strength. For example, the establishment of a coalition government, and the overall situation is controlled from a high level..."

"But none of this works."

Speaking of this, Qiu Li sighed.

She raised her head and with a "bang", she blew a bubble, and the bubble burst, like a splash of water that was surging and surging.

Telling this not-so-good history, her eyes were sad.

"Cities have become ruins in artillery fire. Some people abuse the technology and light waves that pollute the environment. Water resources are scarce, and the temperature has dropped significantly... Countless people die from environmental pollution."

"Finally, when humans were about to die out, humans woke up. They established gathering places, named them District 1 to District 1, gathered together to keep warm and survive with difficulty."

"Are our 11th District one of them?" Su Mingan asked when he heard this.

"No." Qiu Li smiled: "Our place is just a gathering place for scattered people. There are many places like our 11th District. Most of them are living areas formed by wanderers. They are not long-lasting and not official."

"Yes." Su Mingan nodded.

"..." Qiu Li's voice paused: "Where did I just talk about?"

"It's about the gathering place." Su Ming'an reminded.

He found that Qiu Li was really forgetful and often said that he forgot the front and the back.

"Oh, oh..." she continued:

"After humans established ten large gathering places, the methods of higher civilizations changed again. They could tempt people to become their dog legs by whispering."

"Some people call higher civilizations 'gods', obey their words, willing to become the 'gods', and kill those who are unwilling to listen to the whispers of gods..."

When Qiu Li said this, Su Mingan was stunned.

Why does this sound so deaf? This higher civilization uses whispers to seduce others...

Isn’t this the [Tawei]?

It turns out that [Tawei] means "other civilizations", similar to aliens and organizers.

They can guide people to kill each other by inducing war, tempting whispers, etc.

"God..." he said softly.

It's really interesting.

[Tawei], who was regarded as an invader in the City of Survey, was praised as a god when he arrived here.

Perhaps the people in this world have not yet achieved enough sense of resistance, and they actually believe that higher civilizations will give them the opportunity to evolve and regard them as gods.

"Now, few people dare to disobey the gods. Even if they don't believe in the gods, they must remain neutral and not slander." Qiu Li smiled bitterly: "Look..."

She took out a red-skinned book with white and gold overlapping patterns on the cover, like a butterfly spreading its wings and about to fly.

Turning through the title page, I wrote several words: "Shen Qilu", which are full of obscure words.

Qiu Li said: "Everyone has a 'source' in his body, which determines our combat power. The whispers of gods will teach us how to use the 'source'.

Reading this book can improve our 'assimilation' of God, better hear the voice of God, and become stronger."

Su Mingan immediately closed the book with a "bang". This was simply a source of pollution. Although it could become stronger, he did not want to improve his assimilation with [Tawei].

Qiu Li smiled as she looked at this action. She bent her light-colored lips and smiled brightly:

"The higher the 'assimilation' with the gods, the more likely we are to be confused, even lose our memory, and lose our self... This symptom is called [loss] disease. It means - losing our self and becoming a completely different person than before.

The onset must be killed in time, otherwise it will infect others. After their death, blood-red light will be dyed from the body, which means they are no longer saved.”

"Well, I understand." Su Mingan said.

The god in people's mouth is [Tawei].

The deficiencies that people say are completely invaded by [Tawei]. And the symptoms are a little more serious.

"Anyway..." Qiu Li's voice paused: "Although the gift of the god is Pandora's box, it does give us a way to become powerful. If we don't know how to use the 'source', we will have no power to tie up, let alone protect our relatives in the end of the world."

"So, many people will still take the initiative to listen to the voice of gods, learn to use the 'source', and tell their comrades a word-"

Her eyes narrowed, and her tone seemed firm at this moment, as if it carried the weight of countless lives:

"【Please kill me before I'm missing.】"

...

Su Mingan raised his eyelids.

The young-looking girl looked grim at this time. Her eyes were burning, her lips were pursed, and she felt a sense of stubbornness that she was unwilling to admit defeat.

After a moment, Qiu Li curled his eyes again and smiled. She always liked to laugh.

She pointed to the identity card he hung on his chest on his white coat: "You were a hibernator thirty years ago and had not experienced that doomsday human infighting. As long as you are willing to work, you will never starve to death. Today's scholars are extremely rare, and knowledge is a rare item. You can follow me and don't be caught."

"It should be difficult for me to be arrested..." Su Mingan said.

It would be nice if he didn't cut others down.

"This is not thirty years ago. It's hard to move without a source." Qiu Li just thought he was joking.

With a "stumble", the car arrived at its destination, and Qiu Li kicked the door open with a rough move.

She unloaded the sack from the car, and it seemed to be filled with water.

"There is a large shelter called "Beijinghuo" nearby, which is where I live. Most of the members inside are neutral factions. Those who actively listen to the sound of the gods are just to obtain the use of the "source" and will not zealously believe in gods." Qiuli dragged the sack and introduced.

After a moment, her eyes began to blur again and she yawned.

"You haven't had a good sleep?" Su Mingan asked.

"Uh... um." Qiu Li was stunned for a moment and shuddered: "Xiaoshuai? Have I told you about world history?"

"I've said it..." Su Mingan was speechless.

"Oh, oh..." Qiuli nodded: "Look, you're almost at the beacon shelter in front of you."

Su Mingan looked up.

Under the blue sky, the earthen building stands crookedly like a sand castle on the beach. This is a dense industrial ruin. The gray-black wastewater of the factory is flowing through the sunken earth, and the exposed waste wires are like crawling and interlaced pythons.

The sun is sinking and the wind is getting colder.

...Su Ming'an believes that the "source" people call is the "source of civilization" mentioned by Liming that can extend the world's lifespan.

But, how do he get it?

The "source" is in people's bodies. Only by listening to the words of gods can he become stronger. Should he ask [Tawei]?

He thought and walked on the yellow land.

Qiu Li closed his scarf and blew the heat, as if it was getting cold.
To be continued...