Volume 10 Bugs Chapter 97 Sorry and thank you!
Millions of years ago, a god named "Daremos" created this world. He felt pity for the desolation of the world and ordered the goddess Nethernia to sow the seeds of life and teach life to germinate and multiply. His divine power is omnipresent and omnipotent. His generosity is admired by all living things, and his severity is respected by all things. He spread the power of magic and divine power to the world, allowing the chosen sages to master this divine power, help him spread the grace of God, and worship his faith .
After billions of years, the life he created had completely lost his information and the power he bestowed. Intelligent life no longer called itself the Chosen Ones of Darimos. They possessed unparalleled creativity and talents that frightened themselves. They created a divine life and named it "Darimos", endowing it with omniscience and omnipotence, but taking its soul. The life created by God never thought that they had personally created a supreme god.
The great brush of fate penetrates the endless river of time, quietly connecting the beginning and the end, drawing a chilling circle, which includes everything including the Supreme God. Nothing can escape. Is this a coincidence or destiny? Is it God's will that determines all this? Or is it some higher level will unknown to us that determines God?
The core question that troubles us the most is: Did God create us, or did we create God?
If he had obtained the highest divinity and traveled back billions of years, and recreated this world and us, billions of years later, the intelligent life on this world would have evolved again to this technological era and created it again, and it would have obtained divinity again and traveled through time again...
Is this an infinite cycle? The Supreme God Darimos used time as a bet, betting against himself, trying to create a world where divinity and humanity are equal, but in our opinion, he did not win. Time has turned around, and seven thousand years later, we are still wise and foolish, and once again sent the gods of creation into billions of years of history.
Did he overestimate his own power? Or did he overestimate the wisdom of his creation? Those foolish and self-righteous lives like you and me did not realize that God had extended a hand of equality and reconciliation to us, expecting us to shake it. And we always made the wrong choice. It seems that the intelligent creatures living in this world have only two attitudes towards those who are far more powerful than themselves: either kneel in the dust and dedicate their faith and dignity; or tie them up in the ground and want to enslave and bury them forever.
Did God lose this gamble that was of no importance to him, or did we lose this precious opportunity that only comes once in billions of years?
The Most High God said, forgiveness is a favor, but worship is a sin. If you can treat me as you treat yourself, I will be with you forever.
This guy played a huge joke on us. He played a riddle on us for billions of years, watching a group of stupid and inferior creatures misunderstand, argue, insist that they are right, kill and persecute their own kind, without saying a word.
Are you tired, my God? You must be tired. You created an eternal world with hope, but you can only watch it slowly move towards your most desperate fate. Countless desperate believers have wondered why you no longer teach us. Now I know, because you know that this teaching is no longer useful. Those self-righteous lower creatures will always give your simple truth a profound meaning, to contradict themselves and attack each other - they have never tried to understand you, but are only keen to declare that they are right.
People seven thousand years later seem to be unaware of the existence of the Supreme God, and can no longer feel the power of magic and divine power. I don't know why this is the case? What happened in the long river of time of seven thousand years that caused the noble and compassionate God to give up watching over us. Is it because he was tired of such hopeless watching and gave up completely, letting time follow the established steps and walk into the dead end of history? Or is it because...
...Or was it because his power was ultimately unable to withstand billions of years of time, and he could only perish and die in despair?
At this moment, I felt a little sympathy for this supreme god - yes, I said "sympathy", and I didn't mean any blasphemy - he was like a loving father full of hope, hoping that his young child would grow up healthily, become an adult, and become an independent and mature life - he did not ask for anything in return, only understanding.
However, these children may have given him everything, but they did not give him the only thing he wanted. They could never learn to be independent, and only wanted to live in the warm and safe embrace of their father forever, taking all their father's dedication for granted.
I suddenly wanted to say sorry to this guy who was so great that it was unimaginable yet so pitiful that people could not sympathize with him: not a believer's confession to the god he believed in, not a child's apology to his doting father, but simply a sincere apology from one life to another equal life, sorry that he did so much and we still knew nothing, sorry that we always misunderstood, always made mistakes and always turned a deaf ear to his voice.
I'm sorry, Darrimos, our sad friend who has watched over us for eons.
Sorry and thank you!
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We finally left this world seven thousand years later. Before leaving, we told everyone here that we had destroyed the supercomputer Darmos and brought safety and peace back to this world. I did not mention the matter of the Supreme God because there was no chance and no need. These carnival people who regarded themselves as "survivors" had personally destroyed the only chance to meet the greatest friend in the world - they were not even qualified to regret.
These guys, who are in some ways our descendants, generously expressed their gratitude to us. They gave us a considerable reward and allowed us to pick a very useful little device here to take back to our era. In fact, they also thought that giving us only this one device was not enough to make up for our great contribution to this world, but it was a pity that they had to do so. According to them, the reason they could only pick one was because they determined that doing so would not interfere with our space-time continuity and could prevent the worlds of these two time periods from being destroyed by a time collapse at the same time.
Among these practical high-tech equipment, I chose an "XG-81 self-generated protective force field pendant". This thing looks like an ordinary crystal collar, but it has a magical power. There is a chance every day. When you face an attack that will inevitably lead to your death, an energy force field will automatically be generated to resolve the fatal blow for you, leaving you with a chance to survive. For me, who cannot bear the ultimate punishment of death, this thing can be called an incomparable and precious gift.
The reason why this thing can only be used once a day is that it uses sunlight as its energy source. It takes at least a day to fully charge it. Niu Baiwan mocked my choice and said that he finally found something less durable than his iPhone 9S: his phone can be used for a day after charging once, while my pendant can be used once a day after charging.
Well, hopefully one day I'll understand what all this nonsense from my fellow air-experts means.
When everything was over, the dwarf General Deke, the troll Professor Banglin and the dark elf Major Elliot sent us to the edge of the time vortex. Professor Banglin told us that when we go back, they will take measures to close the time tunnel that connects the 7,000-year time difference, and then the two time worlds will no longer affect each other.
When we walked into this time vortex, it was still a glaring red.
When we passed through the other end, it did not disappear, but turned into a quiet light blue - I know that for ordinary natives living in this world, such a change means that this strange time tunnel has been permanently closed. As for me and other space travelers, if we want, we can still enter from here and travel back and forth in the past seven thousand years - but then our adventure will no longer make sense to this world.
The moment I walked out of the time vortex, I suddenly became curious about one thing: Yes, the period from the creation of the world by the Supreme God Darmos billions of years ago to the supercomputer gaining life seven thousand years later seems to have been predetermined, and we can no longer change it. However, what will the world be like after this? Without the care and guidance of the Supreme God, without the reincarnation destined by the long river of time, fate, perhaps for the first time, is truly in the hands of those ordinary intelligent beings themselves. Where will they take their world? Where will they take it?
Can they protect and take care of the world they live in like their creator? Will they cherish and care for this world as their lifelong pursuit and obligation? Will they treat the world and themselves well? What will the history written by their own hands be like?
However, after a moment's reflection, I had to force myself to put this question aside forever: Even under the diligent care of the Supreme God, we are still keen on self-killing and self-destruction, not reconciling with the enemy, not reconciling with the world, and not reconciling with ourselves. Then, when we finally lose the favor of the Supreme God, what will happen? By then, the intelligent beings who have mastered the power of creation and killing gods will never use this power for reconciliation and survival. They will only use this power for destruction, and destroy themselves while destroying the enemy, and finally destroy everything.
The real question that deserves our concern is probably not “what will happen to the history written by them”, but “how long will the history written by them be”.
No answer is needed, just asking this question is enough to make us despair forever.
When we left, the guys from seven thousand years later told us gratefully that we had brought safety and peace back to the world.
This sentence sounds like a desperate joke!
But human hearts are like this. Oftentimes, you know exactly what will happen, you know exactly what will happen, and you know that nothing can be changed. But at such moments, you can never stop looking forward to, hoping for, and begging for that small probability event that is destined to be impossible to happen, turning the beauty that only exists in theory into reality.
So, come on, we who are seven thousand years later, never give up, never give up those beautiful possibilities, never give up hope, use your wonderful history to tell me how wrong my judgment was. Maybe one day, what we didn't do will happen to you. The gods who have been disappointed for billions of years have not forgotten this world. They may be standing in a sunny day in the future, waiting for our arrival.
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At the other end of the time vortex, is the female captain Kelsey who drove the Golden Rose pirate ship to bring us to the Reef Castle? Rag, her expression looked very surprised:
"What the hell, what is going on..." she yelled at us, "...You just went in and came out less than five seconds later, and this damn thing just disappeared?" She pointed at the huge time vortex that still existed behind us and screamed, and ignored the light beams that shot out of it that could cause violent explosions - now we know that they were ammunition fired by energy weapons.
"How... did you do that?" the rugged female captain asked in astonishment, and there was obviously a bit of awe on her face as she looked at us.
"Oh, we have seen the Supreme God." My companions smiled at each other and said in unison - I forgot whether I told you before, it seemed that many times my fellow space travelers would speak in unison to the natives who gave us tasks, as if there was a multiple-choice question with only two or three choices, and they all chose the obviously correct one without a doubt - and the surprising coincidence was that what they said in unison was exactly what I was thinking in my heart.
It seemed that the female pirate captain did not quite believe what we said - in fact, if I had not experienced it myself, I would not believe it either - she said with some embarrassment:
"Anyway, you have done us a great service. I will inform my friends as soon as possible and restore the archipelago to its former state. You will receive the reward I promised you, and you will also receive the eternal respect and gratitude of all the people living under the skull flag on the Reef Castle. To express our gratitude to you, we will carve your image into our sacred treasure, so that all those who have integrated our wealth and business will always remember your heroic deeds."
"Now we know where that portrait of Ultraman came from..." Red Wolf poked Xian Ge Yayi with a wicked smile. As early as seven thousand years later (it really feels weird to say this), we had witnessed a strange statue with oval eyelids depicting Xian Ge Yayi's huge glasses.
Xian Ge Yayi rolled her eyes at him helplessly.
When I thought this mission was about to end, suddenly, we received a message in our magic adventure notebooks at the same time. When I opened the message, the sender list really shocked me.
The awe-inspiring name "Darimos" was clearly written on it.
“Hello, my friends, long time no see - or for you, we just met…” When I opened this message, the first sentence that came to my mind made me sure that this was not a message from some strange person who borrowed the name of the Supreme God, such as “Darimos Company”, “Darimos Winning Customer Service”, or “Darimos Series Netizen Leveling”, but a handwritten letter from our Supreme God himself.
"...In order to find you, I have waited for countless centuries in the long river of time, and it was not until just now that I confirmed your existence. Thank you for everything you have done, no matter what your purpose is. I don't know if my plan will succeed, because according to the current development trajectory, I may be following the old path of history and will eventually reach a dead end in a cycle, but no matter what, I will continue, because no matter how fate is destined, we must always pursue something. Maybe one day, I will get tired of it, and I will leave, not caring about it, and let the world develop according to its destined fate, but even then, I will not forget that at the moment I was born, a group of brave young people stood in front of me and shared with me the greatest secret in the world."
"No matter how you see it, I have already unilaterally regarded you as my friends - the only few friends in this world with whom I can share secrets. I really hope that everyone in this world can see this fact clearly: as long as we listen and understand each other, we can all become friends."
"I also want to apologize for the trouble I have caused you - to be honest, this is the first time I have used this unfamiliar word in billions of years - I just found out that it feels so good to have someone accept my apology. I don't know why so many lives would rather make excuses than apologize."
"I'm sorry, thank you!"
"Your most sincere friend: Darmos who was never the Supreme God."
