Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 654 The Story of the Forest Guard's Exit
There must be a coming and a going in a finite story.

In such a story, things come from the past, from history, from what it can call a cause.Mere imagination does not shape reality, and effects themselves are powerless over causes.

Now, in accordance with the expressive power of such a simple world, the end-infinite city has become a glorious world composed of sixteen to the sixteenth power of nebulae.It is the undoubted center of the universe, the paradise of intelligent life, and the only forgiven object of the Great Filter.

That is to say, there is no life other than this most beautiful and abundant place in the universe.

This is the conclusion drawn by the residents after long-term scientific research.There are also various disciplines here.The boundary of the universe and its contents are already known in great detail, and the framework of physics and astronomy is completed.History is also a popular subject because every resident who ends up living in the city has a distinct history.They can be said to be one step at a time on the evolutionary ladder.There is nothing unreasonable here.

There is still something unreasonable here.It may have been a miraculous event, at least a few experts speculate.The world is the center of the universe. Although it has definite boundaries and numbers, it is impossible to measure its area, and no one has successfully done a population census, because new places and new inhabitants can always be found.The residents are very accustomed to this situation, because it has been like this since ancient times, and it is a completely regular phenomenon. It is the reason why this area is different from other wild places, and eventually develops intelligent life.It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a holy city, because the places in the universe are too poor, and because of the poverty, the physical laws are different.This is the opinion of most of the public: the irrational is obviously the outer universe, not the holy city that can breed great life.

Want to wander around in this vast and majestic world?Ok, no problem.Many people are doing this kind of thing.Take a spaceship?A comfortable option, but a bit slow.Buggate?The choice of places to go is very limited.Equal transmission?It's more options than Bugknot Gate, but it's not cheap or safe either.

Think back to your wildest dreams of travel.For creatures without the ability to fly, when they notice that there are other beings in the sky that can resist the earth, feelings of admiration and yearning will arise spontaneously.But that's riding a unicycle or wearing shoes with wheels, and the viewer thinks they're easy, fast, and comfortable, but they're not.It is an activity that requires both skill and physical strength, and it is also more prone to unexpected dangers.The flight of a physical life is a physical effort, it is fighting against the airflow, dancing with the danger - but these little secrets will not be shared with the envious life on the ground.Therefore, in the story of life on earth, flight becomes especially light and fascinating.It was a kind of fast and effortless floating, like bending over a soft bed with the whole body relaxed, but at the same time it was very fast, and could easily fly up and down with the aircraft.It was not so much an imagination about flight as a fantasy about freedom.It will remain forever in the dream of life, a dream that even beings born with wings have.They dream that they easily go up to places other than the sky.

It would be nice to take a dream flight, wouldn't it?At this very moment a chick thought exactly so.It was the first to hatch in a huge nest of golden boughs and white fur.The light red fluff on the body has just been covered, but the flapping of the wings is not strong enough.It can't fly yet, but occasionally in dreams I see myself flying through the clouds like my parents, flying beyond the view of the nest.It dreamed that the warm wind was gently touching its head, but it didn't know that someone outside the nest was really touching it.

Two people who are traveling the way the dream flies are floating outside its comfort zone.The executor wrapped his fingertips with the cloth he picked up during the use, and then used the wrapped fingertips to stroke the nest of sleeping chicks.The Immortal Cat crouched beside him, sweeping its tail lazily over the heads of the chicks.The color of the nestling reminded it of what happened not long ago, so it began to tell the executor about the fun of the red cabbage.It spoke of the miracle-reversed banquet match, and laughed happily with the executor.They laughed too loudly, in order not to wake up the chicks, they had to bury their heads in a hood made of shadows, leaving all their laughter to the world of shadows.

"That vegetable cat always has such a stinky face," said the immortal cat, "Can you imagine? The host can put on such a stinky face, even when I was the youngest and frizzy, Xiu Da didn't show it to me." Smelly face for so long, it's like the whole world is throwing swamp water in his hair!"

The Executor grunted in agreement.

"No wonder he loses, man, no wonder," said the Immortal Cat. "He looks like he's having a hard time. Unlike us two, always a winner. Don't we? Have we lost any battles?" Of course not, it's a temporary setback at best, as long as we can get things done in the end. But the vegetable cat doesn't look like it. He looks sad, and he won't let me give him a cool look. My taste is recognized as excellent! If he doesn't even have basic taste, how can he win the game."

The executor expressed his agreement with a rough rolling tone.He lazily scratched the chick's belly with his fingertips, and after a while he murmured.

"Oh, good idea," said the Immortal Cat. "He might be the host's secret weapon, indeed, I think that's a possibility. She always makes things in that style. But why would she give him one?" What about the smelly face? This is really confusing!"

Hoo hoo hoo.The executor said.

"Yeah, yeah," agreed the Immortal Cat, "historical change is an arcane science, man. But, I mean, if I ever had the chance to change that little cat's clothes, I would. Make him dress richer. He must wear a hat at least!"

They flew joyfully away from the nest, like a gust of wind across a river of dark purple sparkling in the sun, picking up in the field handfuls of strong, flexible, colorful leaves.By the time they folded all the leaves into small wine glasses, they had already flown out of the field and came to the sky above the urban area.

The city is much more lively, the sky is raining sweet water, and the projection lights make all kinds of signs greet and talk to the residents on the streets and buildings.The Immortal Cat and the executor were so happy, they started pretending to pounce on various small aircraft in the air, laughing wildly when the passengers screamed, and then the executor passed through with their shadows, pretending that they were just part of the city's light structure.

"We are an advertisement!" cried the immortal cat, "Remember to buy our products! We sell fresh fishermen and farmers!"

They continued to fly happily, and circled the city completely in the blink of an eye.Someone was drinking a drink, and the undead cat swished its paws on the resident's broad shoulders.

"I smell fermentation!" said the immortal cat.It scooped up the drink with a leaf wine glass, jumped back into the air and fled in an instant.Then it did its thing again, mixing the fermented drink with sweet rainwater.It shakes and shakes until the glass becomes a mellow liqueur.The executor flattened the shadow in the air, and placed all the leaf wine glasses on it.They filled all the wine glasses and not a single drop was diluted.

"Wine is served!" the Immortal Cat cheered.

They drank as they flew, and kept pouring the wine down.All the residents who accidentally drank it became overly happy, they found their clothes strange, and they couldn't help singing.The two people in the flight were very satisfied to see it.They decided to make things more lively.So they flew around the city a dozen times in the blink of an eye, pouring a full glass on every resident who seemed unhappy.Someone is wandering boredly by the side of the road, and its mouth is suddenly filled with wine; someone is practicing hard in a pool, and its pool is blown into a wine pool by a storm; someone is sighing sadly at home, and suddenly the wall collapses .Two grotesque strangers rushed in, grabbed its two limp limbs and sang loudly, pouring a glass of water for it every time they sang.

After half a song the three of them start singing together, dancing in circles and throwing things.The Immortal Cat and the executor couldn't get enough of it, so they fed all the guards who came to arrest them.The city was in complete ecstasy, and they were just having a little fun at the moment.

"It's like our old days, man!" said the Immortal Cat. "Masquerade around! Make some fun noises! Try to keep Shida and the others from knowing! But of course they always know, and now we do this." It's so much easier. You want to bet how many times we can play before it's over?"

Roar.The executor replied with great confidence.

"This is a new challenge!" said the Immortal Cat happily.

So they flew away quickly.In order to break the record, this time they did not delay at all.It took less than half a second to pass through the soft and fragrant swamp plain, but the executor picked a blue lotus flower from the depths of the swamp.He put it in the shadow so that it would not be damaged during the journey.When they stopped at a new place, he took it out again and put it into the wine glass in his hand.The Immortal Cat came up to sniff, and sneezed forcefully.

"Well," it said, looking at the petals, "yes, it's kind of like that. You know, I sneeze every time I pass by."

grunt.The executor said kindly.He put the lotus and the cup holding it back into the shadow.Then they ran to the next place where the residents gathered and lived.It was an area full of large ships.A factory that seems to be responsible for manufacturing, processing and repairing.The whole city is so huge and full of mechanical delicacy, those ships that can cross the nebula are like small tin-iron toys.This place is absolutely beautiful, professional and cool.Not even a single advertising projection.Now they can no longer pretend to be advertisements and spread wine everywhere.They'll have to figure out another way to make the carnival.

Beneath the city's bright roof, there are countless elevated silhouettes, like thin and sickly giants sitting curled up, or standing stiffly.Their tops, however, are well illuminated, and above each boat is a fine model of itself.

The Immortal Cat pretended to hold one of them on its tail, and the executor took a picture of it with his shadow from a distance.

"The Great Cat reigns over its tiny servant!" said the Immortal Cat. "Strange to say, man. I've never thought of owning a boat of my own. Though if I wanted to, Sildar would be able to buy me one." Yeah. But it never really occurred to me... We always seem to be on the host's boat. It's definitely easier than maintaining a boat of our own. Yes, that's my creed - you own The more you buy, the more you'll pay for maintenance. But I think now is a good time, what you see is what you get, and we certainly don't have to worry about after sales. Do you think we should get one?"

They rushed to what they both thought was the prettiest ship.Before the cat stretched, the boat had changed owners.Not long after, it flew up again from its original position, and the spout that was supposed to spit out flames flowed out a waterfall of crystal clear wine.The spectacle was so strange that every resident who noticed would stare up at it, and before long be singing in drunken glee.It doesn't matter whether you drink it or not, the fragrant wet mist of alcohol has become a kind of carnival atmosphere, permeating every corner of the city.Jump!jump!Beneath the fading stars, the inhabitants were all enjoying life drunkenly.

There is no time to delay.The undead cat and the executor left the whole carnival and burning city, and flew to their next target.In the next city they found a particularly striking colossal statue, whose head was estimated to be twice as heavy as its body, and whose posture was solemn as if it was about to meet the doomsday.

The Immortal Cat persuaded it: "Let's be happy, buddy!"

The statue looked back at them silently and profoundly.Its eyes glowed, and they turned out to be two huge windows, so the executor drilled a hole in its head with a shadow, and entered the interior of the statue with the immortal cat.It turned out that it was a lively and spacious ring hall, which was full of audience attending the speech.The executor dug in the heads of the audience in the last row, and realized that this is a remarkable academic institution.They immediately decided to make everyone here have a good time.

The Immortal Cat jumped to the front of the podium in two steps, and passionately stroked the speaker's sparsely haired head with its meat pad.

"Guess if I'm dead or alive?" it asked cheerfully.

The speaker took a step back in bewilderment.The Immortal Cat blinked its topaz eyes at him.

"Perhaps you don't know," it said, "my name meant Cat of Chaos before I was called Cat of Cats!"

By the time the undead cat and the executor flew out of the building, no one was speaking.The carnival academics are jumping up and down on tables and chairs, singing delightful children's songs and folk songs.Documents, files, questionnaires, and certificates fell like snowflakes, or were beaten back and forth like snowballs.After that, the city also quickly became lively.

One after another.The Immortal Cat and the Executor galloped through any city they could find.As long as there is the first drop, the wine of the immortal cat will never run dry.It generously shares the wine with everyone, making everyone happy and forget their troubles.This situation makes the undead cat very satisfied, because it always thinks that it did not perform well in the previous Queen's Day banquet-before having the past and history, the specific worries and worries of the residents of the end infinite city There are too few.But now it is different, they have to bear the pain of history in a reasonable universe, which may allow the undead cat to show its magic.

sing!jump!It was getting dark and the stars were falling asleep one by one.The Immortal Cat and the Executor flew faster and faster, without any delay.They also sometimes ran down the shadow trail, falling from one nebula to another.Their folded leaf goblets had long since worn out, so they used their shadows to find oversized Goliath goblets, and sometimes they made the whole city jump up and down in less than ten twinkles.They spread happiness to dozens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands of cities, but after all their time is quite limited.When the two of them finally had their fill of fun and were unwilling to waste less and less time with strangers, the city that danced and danced under the extinguished lights of the universe was less than one in a billion.But that seemed to be enough for them.They ran out again on the fields where the purple river rolled slowly, and looked into the darkening abyss in the sky.

They lay flat on their stomachs.The executor found the blue lotus he picked earlier from the shadow world, and carefully placed it on his belly.The Immortal Cat sneezed, its ears pricked up, as if it could still hear the cries of people in their drunken dreams from the wind.It imagined that Xiuda was sitting in front of it in the same way as when she first appeared, using a small mountain in the distance as a stool, stepping on both sides of the purple river with her toes, like stepping on a purple ribbon.She waved her hands gently, and the wind formed a serene and soft music.

The stars twinkle and twinkle in the sky.she sang in the wind.The kitten on the ground has fallen asleep.

The undead cat stretched its paws a few times.It turned its head to look at the executor, cleared its throat and said, "Ah, old friend."

The executor looked at it curiously.

"I'm just a little sorry," said the undead cat. "We should have thought of something better. You see, it wasn't planned to have you go. But it just happened. We couldn't risk finding you Back... As we learned with great difficulty, the machine itself is a trap. The host provided proof, and the queen decided to destroy all known machines. After that, we couldn't make new ones, So we couldn't get you back at the time."

The executor flicked his tail lazily towards it.

"—but," drawled the Immortal Cat, "the presenter had other ideas. She thought that although our world could no longer produce the simplest machine under normal circumstances, Things will turn around at the last moment. At the time of overcompression, at the moment of transition from existence to nothing, at the time when the fine constants are most fragile, the laws that the ordinary universe adheres to will be shaken. Then we will Hope brought you back - of course, technically we're all done, and that's long after we're all done. But the moderator insists that's different, and that's going to have to do with the 'compatibility-based The new facts' contributed... well, to be honest, I never quite understood her. Much harder than witchcraft, you know what I mean."

The executor agreed, "Gulu."

"That's all I know, man," said the undead cat. "I hate technical questions."

The sound of the wind became louder and louder, blowing out one star lamp after another.The Immortal Cat heard Shuda's singing more and more intensely.Her soft, comforting voice, her wide and warm chest.

The stars twinkle and twinkle in the sky, and the kitten on the ground has fallen asleep.

Vientiane returns to its place of peace, and everything is silent.

"I suppose..." said the Immortal Cat, "we might not see each other again, would we? If things had changed before the Queen, we wouldn't have a chance to meet. But that's not for sure, old friend. We Might meet up at another time and place, and then we can still hang out together. But if you want me to be honest... oh, this is a bit sensational... But I still hope you are well, huh? Don't make the same mistake again. Don't go near that wolf, that thing just totally ruined you. Just... just let it go away, okay?"

The executor turned his head to look at it silently.

"Don't worry about Xiuda and me. We'll take care of ourselves anyway." The Immortal Cat said, "This time... let's live our lives right, okay?"

All the starlights went out.In the pure darkness, the immortal cat heard Sildar's beautiful singing.That is the rhyme of Zhaoxing.That is the voice of fate.That is the last echo when all wishes are rendered invisible.Ah - the stars in the sky twinkle and twinkle, and the kitten on the ground has fallen asleep.

Vientiane returns to its place of peace, and everything is silent.

The dreamland is sweet and lovely, how do you know that the light will never come again.

The lights gradually went out, the sky opened, and the fishing boat sailed out of the abyss.

It curled up and fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)