It was a weak white ball of light, seemingly aimlessly floating up and down in this pure white space, it muttered to itself, it flew like catkins, it turned into a three-meter-tall figure and fell with its whispering.The lower part of the cone-shaped body has a gastropod-like chassis (Note 1), and the whole body is covered with scale-like carapaces, and limbs that extend from the upper end of the cone like tentacles.The ends of two limbs resemble the claws of a crab, and on the middle of the one that can be used as a grasping action, there is a small prototype sphere, which is its head, and unlike other creatures known to man, it has three eyes, but no eyelids, and on the top of its head there are four sensory organs like stamens, and the end of the other is four trumpet-shaped red organs.It shifted its gastropods and crawled limply forward until it climbed into a hatch and closed its eyes peacefully.As it enters, the cultivation pod closes the hatch and forms a special space that is sealed.The hole in the cabin sprayed some spor-like powder at it, evenly wrapping its body, and emitting a faint red light, these lights flickered without rhythm, and with the gradual dimming of the light, its body dissipated, leaving behind a ball of pure origin spiritual power, and cultivating the pipes in the cabin to absorb.The spiritual power inside the pipe was pulled by a suction force, and it was distributed to the small faint light clusters in the boxes under the cultivation cabin, which were the seeds of hope representing the race.Although they have not had time to pass on knowledge and wisdom, the little light group has grown up in the company of years and months, and will eventually learn their own secrets under instinct, explore the functions of the pure white space, and shoulder the mission of their ancestors, the mission of the race.They are transcendents and forgetfuls, they are witnesses and evaders.Their existence was once glorious, but they were also destroyed, and there is still hope when destruction comes, and hope is being fed back to the lives of the next generation at its sacrifice.It turns itself into nutrients and provides them to future generations as a building block for growth.It is a desperate gamble that puts the past, present, and future of an entire race on the table of fate.Although it knew that it might be deficient by not being able to provide for the full drain of its offspring's development, it still made a desperate gamble without remorse.This kind of behavior has nothing to do with nobility, greatness, these noble qualities, but for the continuation of a species and its future.Even though it glimpsed a corner of the future full of catastrophes, it had no choice, for it had lost its life, and as a dying body, it had no choice but to do so or dissipate worthlessly into the universe and become star.The spiritual power it incarnated nourished the small light clusters, but the remaining energy was not enough to cover all the small light clusters, and the precision instruments in the cultivation cabin also lit up at the same time, actively excluding some light clusters, so that the remaining small light clusters could obtain the power of the origin as much as possible.The little clusters of light silently absorbed everything it left behind, and flashed with regularity, as if they could sense that cordial breath and say their final goodbyes to it.At the same time, it also left a message to the little light group in the depths of their spirits.Children, remember.We are the great race.We are conceived in pure whiteness, we are born in light, we become part of light, we are shadows that cannot be mentioned; We seek the truth, we unearth the ruins, we search for the mysterious.We are beyond the shadow of time.
(Note 2)