My universe in a bottle

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and Li Qing returned to the room.

He didn't go to the gym at this time as usual, nor did he turn on his computer to check the views and comments on the second video.

Instead, at home, watch the scene in the laboratory through the camera again.

at this time.

The flame has gone out.

After all, there isn't much oxygen inside.

But life was not completely burned to death, because the giant was frantically calling for all the people to hide in his body.

In order to resist the flames, the giant put on an exoskeleton and became an armored giant.

Immediately afterwards.

He turned into a bone-armored giant and served as a refuge for the giant god. After avoiding the flames, he faced the next disaster:

The hypoxic environment is far more powerful than flames!

This giant evolved again, its skin began to turn green, and it began to transform into a tree man, performing photosynthesis and providing oxygen to the people of the world.

"sharp."

Li Qing smiled and said, "There are always undersea plants inside, which add value to plant cells. This is not surprising."

"He changes with the environment like a versatile monster, turning into an exoskeleton to resist flames, and turning into plants to produce oxygen. Is he going to lead civilization to survive?"

Li Qing suddenly showed a hint of regret, "No, he is going to die."

Even Li Qing, a layman who has recently been learning about genetic engineering, knows this.

This disabled person who can't walk without breathing, has trouble twisting a bottle cap, and needs to lie in a hospital bed all the time, has successfully resisted this horrific fire apocalypse. What are the side effects of being able to unleash such a huge physical potential?

At the cost of life.

Cause of death: genetic collapse.

The world is balanced.

When you are a single cell, it is equivalent to a few M of small programs. You can code them at will and evolve into simple lactobacilli, yeasts, E. coli, gallinobacteria, and boletus at any time. Naturally, there will be no big problems. After all, the structure is simple. The underlying code is clear at a glance.

You are now equivalent to a large-scale life with hundreds of gigabytes of genetic code. How dare you modify the underlying code? Aren't you afraid of a lot of bugs?

There is even a famous saying in the programmer circle: If the code can run, don’t move it!

This can also be applied to life.

At present, any life on the earth is a great and complex precision creation. The reason why it will not undergo genetic collapse is that it has evolved into the most stable form through hundreds of millions of years of evolution on the earth!

Emperor Artabibia also knew this.

Otherwise, the underlying code would not be simplified first. Only the simple initial life of muscles and bones would be required, without eyes, ears, mouth, nose...

The more structures and functions are forced into it, the harder it is for life to remain stable!

He originally planned to slowly evolve upward step by step in the future, including eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.

But what about now?

He, a newly born baby, a newly disabled person who could barely twist a bottle of mineral water, in order to forcefully save the world and save his own people...

Bite the bullet and add a bunch of messy genetic structures, like practicing two or three kinds of internal skills at the same time, it is inevitable to go crazy.

And didn't he know he was going to die?

he knows.

But he didn't give up on his people. He could kill them himself, but if you asked him to kill them, he wouldn't!

The end is over.

"Ah ha, I didn't leave the fate he gave me." Emperor Artabia has transformed into a vast and majestic being with green skin. He is tall, with long hair like willows, sharp ears, and a handsome and cold appearance. The statue of a man looks like a towering and huge elf god.

at this time.

His genes are falling apart.

Genes are like a messy skein of thread that cannot be sorted out at all. Hundreds of billions of engineers in the entire civilization cannot find a way or even restore and reverse it.

"Your Majesty, your genes have begun to collapse. The plant cell structure and the animal cell structure are interfering with each other, repelling each other, and are completely incompatible."

"Damn it! Even if we use a chimera structure, can't we reduce the side effects?"

"This is too fast! He is just a young god who has just been born. He is extremely weak and should not be in such a mess. If he grows up well, even if these structures are present on his body, he will not appear..."

"The current optimal solution is to completely let the plant cells take the lead and completely become a tree..."

"His Majesty!……"

"His Majesty!……"

News came one after another.

Emperor Artabibia knew clearly that he was going to die.

And the contribution he can make to future generations before his death is: complete tree transformation.

He will transform into a huge tree that reaches the sky, re-supply oxygen to this oxygen-free world and nourish future generations.

"That's enough. At least this is what I chose, not what God in heaven chose for me."

The giant Atabibia smiled.

He, a vast and countless giant, stepped on the earth shaking under his feet, crossed mountains and rivers, dragged a group of microorganisms in his hands, and said:

"If I die, I will die. I will use my life to provide precious data about the life of the gods for those who come after me. The death of the pioneer is a matter of course."

The giant looked unconcerned: "It is impossible for a person on earth to become a giant comparable to the gods in one go. I have long been determined to die. Anyway, I have become a giant in one go in front of me, so I have no regrets."

"I am a thing of the past, but you still have a future. I hope that after me you will still resist the injustice of fate and complete the great exploration of life evolution."

Emperor Atabibia suddenly laughed again and looked at the crystal wall in the distance.

"I still have a wish. I want to give it one last try. I also want to see what the outside world is like!"

He kicked open a pile of cans, picked up a piece of steel that made up the storage shelf, and started spinning it towards the crystal wall: "Our flesh and blood life currently has limits. What if it is made of this special material?"

Drill wood to make fire.

Zi La La!

The green elf giant is holding a long metal stick and spinning, as if the giant god from ancient mythology is holding a magic weapon and breaking through the barriers of this world.

"Surprisingly, even this is not possible!!!"

Emperor Atabibia suddenly acted like a madman.

He held the iron rod in his hand and kept spinning and spinning.

He always maintains one movement and one frequency.

This is the war between him, a mortal, and God, his last obsession.

He was like the unswerving braggadocio in ancient mythology. He drank water when he was thirsty and ate meat when he was hungry. However, the collapse of his body prevented him from taking in any energy at all. His movements became slower and slower, from afternoon to dusk. .

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Countless wise men in Atabibia burst into tears.

Everyone knew that their spiritual leader was about to die, and the kingdom named after this great man, Atabibia, was also going to be completely destroyed.

Atabibia is different from them.

Different from all wise men.

He was born to be at the top of the world.

His wisdom is unique, and his talents are unparalleled throughout the ages. He even jumped through the ranks of civilization, built the Tower of Babel, and almost created a real giant to fight against the outside world!

Click.

The god was slowly spinning the sharp blade in his hand, getting slower and slower, as if he was an old man.

Suddenly, the whole world resounded the lament of the Church of the Victims:

"The heavy rain will collapse into a torrent~~The purple clouds will cover the earth and form an abyss~The ruins will be erected with tall towers~The bones will be covered with flesh and blood~And I will return to the gods and suffer in the lake of fire for eternity on behalf of the righteous on earth..."

The music is sending off.

The Tower of Babel, which reached the sky, was defeated by the outer gods and became a giant tree reaching the sky.

Wow! !

When the golden afterglow of evening shines in from outside.

In the midst of the genetic collapse of the ancient elf giant, he didn't know when to stop the movements of his hands, and his whole person completely transformed into a tree.

Before death, he still maintained the handsome statue posture of drilling wood to make fire, becoming a huge wax statue from ancient times. Then his skin was gradually covered by tree bark, turning into an emerald green ancestral tree that reaches the sky.

"The power of the gods is really fascinating." The tree man's face was completely submerged in the bark.

"The king has fallen, the thieves have been killed, and the Attabia civilization is completely over."

Li Qing put on the blindfold, closed his eyes, and left the room.

Finally the dust settled and he had the courage to go out for dinner.

Li Qing withdrew his gaze and sighed with emotion: "Atabia, you are yearning for the power of gods, how can I not yearn for it?"

There is a world outside the world. Compared with the vast universe, we are extremely small and pathetic.

Your civilization is just budding, so you look forward to the mysterious us. But the scale of our civilization is just a drop in the ocean, and the universe is too vast.

Even at the last moment of his life, this lunatic Atabibia was pursuing the truth of life and exploring the end of the world. This made Li Qing feel emotional and shocked at the same time.

Will one day in the future, among countless civilizations, I will embark on a path like Atabibia's, pursuing the truth and future of the world, and will the ultimate in the evolution of life be to die in the Tao like him? Or is it the end?

After dinner, walk on the street, facing the afterglow of the night.

Li Qing looked at the ordinary giant humans as if they were from another world.

When he saw the death of his strongest opponent, Li Qing did not feel the pleasure of victory, but felt a great shock.

Ordinary humans who can be seen everywhere on our streets have spent tens of millions of lives in their civilization, but they have never stepped on the same starting line as us to become giants.

Li Qing suddenly thought, "Maybe he is another Pangu who also fell after Ning Guochang, and turned into a giant tree that nourished the whole world, created the world, created a whale, and brought all things into being."

Or perhaps, this method is the perfect way to avenge Ning Guochang.