Although many treacherous thoughts against Wan Zanghai arose in Tiexiong's heart, this haggard old man was, after all, the leader of human civilization for hundreds of years, and a "god" that countless people believed in, cursed and had to believe in.
Tiexiong calmed down , still honestly reporting to the old man the commotion that occurred in the fleet in recent days.
It has now been established that this riot was entirely a premeditated action by the returnists.
With the destruction of the earth, the New Earth United Fleet is getting further and further away from home.
Especially due to repeated killings and purges, the old order has long been gone.
There is only a cold iron wall between the tens of millions of people who have survived and the dark and cold universe.
In such a claustrophobic, high-pressure and desperate environment, it only takes a second for humans to turn into beasts, and for beasts to turn into demons.
In the hundreds of years of escape, various voices against Manzanghai have never subsided, and small-scale riots and strikes have occurred from time to time, but these are all scabies and leprosy, and will not have much impact on the mission of the combined fleet—— Because all the opposition can't solve a problem, "If you don't obey the command of Manzanghai and continue to move forward to the source of meteorites and the other side of the universe, where should you go?"
Unless this problem is solved, riots will always be just riots, just grumblings to vent dissatisfaction due to excessive fatigue and pain.
However, the "returnists" are different.
The Returnists are an extremely dangerous trend of thought that has only emerged in the United Fleet in recent years.
As soon as they were born, they showed strong destructive and destructive power.
Just like the name of this faction, the Returnists claim that after hundreds of years of self-purification and repair, the Earth has broken free from the devastating solar storm and has regained a certain degree of vitality.
At least, compared with repairing the Earth, The hope of finding a new home at the end of the universe is even slimmer, so the combined fleet should not continue heading towards the unknown darkness, but should turn around and return to Earth.
"The difficulty of sailing across the Star Sea far exceeds our expectations.
It will take us at least tens of thousands of years to reach our destination.
Neither the food circulation system nor the hibernation system can support such a long journey.
We are doomed to fail halfway along the way.
Annihilated in the ultimate darkness!”
"Look back, the sea of suffering is boundless, but when you turn back, you will reach the shore!"
"It's not too late to change the course now.
The way back has been clearly explored by us.
We won't encounter any more difficulties and obstacles.
We will definitely be able to go back."
"Born on earth, died on earth!"
"Go back to the earth and rebuild the most beautiful homeland.
The vast stars and the endless universe.
The earth is our only paradise!"
The Returnists secretly spread such remarks, corroding the body of the Earth United Fleet like venom, and slowly eroding the last trace of people's trust in Manzang Hai.
Different from the past complaints, complaints and meaningless venting, the concept of the returnists is not only attractive, but also highly feasible, especially after experiencing several major setbacks and heavy losses to the fleet, the old star The blue planet has once again become a paradise that countless people dream of.
The power of the returnists is getting stronger day by day.
Until now, they can actually connect dozens of starships in series and launch a large-scale protest for ten days and a half, and finally become A serious problem for the United Fleet.
"My commander in chief!"
Although Manzokai is not the nominal supreme commander of the New Earth United Fleet, all his confidants call him this, and Tetsuo is no exception.
"The return faction has become powerful.
If they continue to retreat and compromise like this, they will only make the fire of destruction worse."
The fever is getting worse, it’s time to... take a decisive decision!
"The road ahead is long, and this painful march may continue for many years.
A loose immigration fleet is destined to not be able to reach its destination.
Only a strong and iron-blooded army that is as strong as steel and can enforce orders and prohibitions can!"
With his heart beating like a drum, Tie Xiong revealed all the strategies he had been pondering for a long time.
No matter how the old man opposite reacted, it was within his expectations.
Unexpectedly, after the old man heard this, he was as unresponsive and noncommittal as rotten wood.
Tiexiong boldly approached and heard Wan Zanghai say in a very soft voice: "I understand, go down."
Tie Xiong was slightly startled, rolled his eyes, and was not prepared to ask the question.
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He bowed deeply to his "commander" and left the room.
The lights in the room suddenly dimmed, and in the dim and subtle atmosphere, it took a long time for the old man's weak breathing to be heard.
Contrary to what Tiexiong thought, Manzanghai's noncommittal was not a matter of power, but that he really no longer cared about anything that happened to the exile fleet.
As his brain gradually dried up and his vitality passed away bit by bit, especially after experiencing the destruction of the earth and the massacre in the outer solar system, the external world of Manzanghai gradually collapsed.
Like all old people, he became more and more addicted to pain.
Memories, past regrets, and those people and things in youth, adolescence, and even childhood.
He gradually developed visual and auditory hallucinations, often thinking that the starship he was traveling on was the rusty internal organs of a giant steel beast.
The winding and dark tunnels were like the digestive tract of the giant beast, and he was in the belly of the giant beast.
Suffering the most painful torture.
It is also difficult for him to enter the hibernation state again.
Even the most powerful hibernation potion cannot prevent balls of flames, pools of blood, and ghosts of injustice from appearing in his dreams.
Those wronged souls include the powerful and wealthy who died tragically in his hands in the massacre in the outer solar system, as well as the many ordinary people who were abandoned by him when they left the earth.
Regardless of whether they are powerful, wealthy or ordinary people, the appearance of the wronged souls is the same - - His face was twisted and pale, staring straight at him, with indescribable surprise, sadness and despair in his eyes.
They didn't need to shout or reach out, but just looked at him with such desperate eyes.
Looking at him, looking at him, he couldn't bear it and was on the verge of collapse.
"Ahhhh, retribution, retribution, this is our retribution!"
Sometimes, the old man would wake up from a nightmare, waving his skinny arms, struggling like a drowning man, trying to escape from the omnipresent fear and despair.
"We can't escape, we can't escape, hehehehe, no one can escape the earth, no one!"
Sometimes, he would spend half a day staring at the stern of the ship, as if his eyes could penetrate the walls, cabins and corridors, penetrate the dark stars, travel back to the earth, and see the tragic situation of the earth after the catastrophe.
Protests, riots, returnists, do they matter?
It doesn't matter at all.
Even if there are no returnists, there will still be this and that sect, and there will be all kinds of weird talks, exposing the ugliest side of human nature, and killing the hope of survival.
Even if they can live forever and go through all kinds of difficulties and dangers to reach their destination, will they still be themselves and humans at that time?
He didn't know, he really didn't know.
When he was a boy and young man, he once made a heroic ambition to go to the end of the universe to find hope.
But at the end of his life, he realized what human will was in the face of the vastness of the sea of stars, and how tragic the price to be paid if he wanted to fight against the sea of stars and "go against the will of heaven".
He failed after all.
Finally reached the end of life.
After all, there is no hope of finding a way to reverse time - even if he has exterminated humanity and paid all the costs to turn himself into an unrecognizable demon!
Those joys and sorrows, justice and evil, trust and betrayal, sinking and rising, humanity and beastliness, angels and demons - on the scale of the universe, they are all jokes, jokes as dust.
This is the end, right?
Wan Zanghai asked himself.
Then, he heard the faint whimpering, the pain of the rest of his life mixed with the joy of reunion after a long separation, and the clear and sweet voice of a lark called out: "Brother?
Wan Zanghai's eyes suddenly widened.
The protruding veins and black age spots faded a lot in an instant.
He seemed to have regained his former vigorous vitality.
He couldn't believe his ears until the voice appeared again: "Brother, I finally found you!"
It's my sister's voice.
Wan Zanghai was in a trance for a while, as if he saw a group of crystal clear light curled up in the corner of the wall, faintly condensed into a human shape, like a legendary ghost, turning into a ragged little girl, looking very fair and tender.
Cute, but unfortunately her legs were a little thin and deformed, unable to support the weight of her body.
She could only curl up there all day long, blinking her big watery eyes, looking at him pitifully.
Wanzanghai is like falling into a nightmare, unable to control himself.
Turbid tears burst out of his eyes, almost blinding his eyes, making him unable to see everything around him.
He could only see his sister who had been separated for hundreds of years.
"Bai Ling'er, is it you, Bai Ling'er?"
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Wan Zanghai breathed heavily, rolled off the bed, crawled towards the ghost in the corner with his hands and feet, and stretched out his hands tremblingly, "Where have you been?
For more than a hundred years, I have been looking for you, but I can't find you.
I always can't find you."
I can’t find you, Bai Ling’er!”
"I can't find you either, brother.
I couldn't find you at first, but then I didn't dare to look for you, for fear of destroying you."
The ghost who looked like a little girl also had two winding crystal lines hanging down on his face, "At that time, everyone and I stayed in the village obediently, waiting for you and your eldest brother to come back with food and medicine.
We waited and waited until you didn't come back. , ventured out to see, Tombstone was destroyed, and all the nearby towns were destroyed, and later, the Citigroup, Bald The Eagle Gang and the Poisonous Scorpion Gang, all the big gangs in the Blood Wasteland, were destroyed.
The entire Blood Wasteland was out of order.
Many bad guys were running around.
Our village was also destroyed, and most of the people died.
Because of my 'ability', I was sold back and forth like a commodity.
For more than ten or twenty years, I didn't know who I was or where I was.
"Later, my 'power' became stronger and stronger.
Many people gathered around me and called me 'Goddess'.
I also gradually found out about my brother's whereabouts - but at this time, you were already Manzokai , is a big shot with a bright future, a shining star of tomorrow.
I can’t even bother you and let those bad guys discover your true identity.
I know you must have suffered a lot to get to where you are today, and I can’t destroy you.
"Then later, meteorites struck, solar storms came, and the whole earth was on fire, but the immigrant starship flew away early, flew away - what on earth happened, brother, didn't we agree to everything Can everyone go together?
Why didn’t you take us with you?”