Annihilation of the solar system

After copying the invitation code, He Zhengping noticed that the dress code for this party was the same as last time, but the location was closer to the Shizhong District than the last kindergarten.

He took the subway at the designated time and arrived at the station closest to the rally location, but there was still a long way to walk from the rally location on the information. The further he walked toward the center of the city, the bleaker the scene became.

Along the way, the cold high-rise buildings, dusty billboards, sidewalks eroded by shrubs, and the occasional small animals are like an elegy of a prosperous era, quietly bidding farewell to that glorious era of civilization.

At first, He Zhengping was a little worried. Walking towards the center of the desert on this deserted wide road might arouse suspicion. But he soon gave up this doubt, because there was almost no sign of anything on the dusty road.

Ruts. This means that at least no one has been to this area for a long time.

He walked confidently and boldly on the roadside. Apart from the sound of birds flying by, the only thing that accompanied him along the way was the "rustling" of dead leaves. For several moments, he felt that there was nothing left in the world.

His illusion. But as he got closer to his destination, he found that he was not the only one nearby.

He was a little nervous at first and secretly glanced at them with his peripheral vision. But soon, he discovered that these people were dressed similar to himself. They were wearing hoods and masks.

Although they were all heading in the same direction, these people kept a distance of ten or twenty meters from each other in a tacit understanding. They did not say hello to each other or get close to each other. They just listened to each other's footsteps,

Everyone walked in the same direction.

He Zhengping felt his legs were a little sore, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead. Under a huge interchange in front of him, people dressed similarly to him were converging into an underground entrance. He took out a piece of paper with the address written on it.

This is the destination he is going to.

He entered the underground passage and finally arrived at his destination after passing the long folding-foot stairs. This is the largest central subway station in the mountain city. It used to be a bustling central hub that worked all night long. Now because of the shutdown of the commercial center, people have been waiting for a long time.

Gone is the glory of the past.

He Zhengping was not familiar with this place because he was assigned to this city for industrial production only after the crisis era. When he came to the subway station, he was shocked by the spacious underground space. What surprised him even more was the huge subway.

The station is already crowded.

Compared with the dozens of people at the last kindergarten party, the scale of this party was at least ten times larger. He immersed himself in the crowd. From people's conversations, He Zhengping found that almost everyone had played the game called

"Carnian Survival" web game.

But their game progress is not consistent. Most of them are still groping through primary disasters such as tsunamis, earthquakes, and ice ages. There are also a few people who have played the second stage of the game leaving the continent, but they are only in the new continent.

The edge is painfully supportive.

Suddenly, a woman's voice next to him caught his attention.

"I have made my civilization dormant in the new continent, and I have tried placing dormant chambers in different places. But as time goes by, the continent is broken and reorganized, and then broken again. The dormant chambers still cannot escape being destroyed by geological movements.

The fate of damage. Even if some dormant chambers are fortunate enough to be preserved, let alone rebuilding civilization, it will be difficult for them to even return to the surface."

The man next to me said:

"I have tried the method you mentioned a long time ago. It is also difficult to continue civilization. The continuous rainy season seems to never come back."

He Zhengping stopped, and the two people didn't pay attention. No one knew each other's identities and faces, which made it easier for everyone to blend together.

"Then have you found any other way?" he asked quietly.

The man shook his head:

"No, I'm just trying. I started playing again. I want civilization to gradually adapt to an environment without rain during the evolution process, and see if this can give me the opportunity to continue evolving after leaving the mainland."

The man's idea aroused He Zhengping's interest, but he felt that this might just be one of millions of wrong paths.

"I really don't know what the purpose of this game is." He Zhengping sighed.

The woman sighed and said meaningfully:

"I don't know much about this, but through destruction and restarting again and again, I feel from the bottom of my heart that the existence of civilization is really a great and lucky miracle. In the process of real civilization evolution, it is impossible to start over in the game.

opportunities. Once you reach a dead end through trial and error choices, what awaits civilization is only ruthless destruction and cold oblivion.”

The woman's words deeply shocked the people around him, including He Zhengping, and they all gathered around spontaneously.

"Perhaps this is the 'big filter' in the development of civilization. Only civilizations that can pass through layers of 'filters' can survive in the cruel order of the universe and find the meaning of the universe. And we may have arrived at a 'big filter'

filter' front."

Everyone around them was silent, and this silence seemed to spread throughout the central subway station with them as the center.

"Dear co-workers, I am very happy to be together with you all again." A woman's voice came from the station's radio, and the crowd immediately fell silent.

"As you can see, our strength is growing. There are more and more like-minded comrades around us. Not just here, but in other places in the mountain city, across the country and even around the world. As long as there are working people, our organization

We are all with you. The reason why so many workers are willing to join us is because we have fulfilled our promises from beginning to end."

The sound on the radio paused, and the crowd spontaneously shouted:

"Incentivize work efficiency and ensure fair rights!"

Although He Zhengping did not follow the crowd and shouted this slogan, he had already engraved this sentence in his mind from the daily exposure to the union's website. What's more, the union did provide him with a lot of additional supplies.

"Now, from defense facilities on the ground to star ports in near-Earth space and lunar defense bases. All these achievements are created by your hands. You are the absolute core force of planetary defense. Workers,

You have worked hard and made huge sacrifices. For what reason?"

"Survival of course!"

"Yes! It's survival, it's victory!" someone in the crowd shouted.

"Yes! We are all flesh-and-blood people, and everything we do is just to enable ourselves and our families to survive the doomsday war in a few years! We are willing to give everything we have for this!

However, if there is a very small group of people who want to use the fruits of our labor to provide shelter for themselves. In the cruel doomsday war, they try to get us to stand in front of them and exchange our sacrifice for their survival. What should we do!

"

The crowd was boiling. Although their faces were covered by masks, their endless anger could be felt just from the blood-red eyes. He Zhengping, who had always been in a calm mood, was also stirred up by the words on the radio.

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"There are signs that this kind of thing is happening around us. When something like this happens, I hope that all workers can stand up bravely and safeguard their right to survive!"

The atmosphere of the crowd was as hot as a fire in the wind. If the broadcast now said that someone was the so-called enemy, the crowd would mercilessly tear him into pieces!

"However, our biggest enemy is still the alien civilization in the transfer orbit. We must obey the command when fighting and cannot destroy the fruits of our own labor..."

As the speech progressed, the crowd at the Central Subway Station almost believed in the voice on the radio and obeyed.