Chapter 10 We are one, we are one
Images, sounds, knowledge, reflections—countless things overlapped before Li Lin, finally presenting their thoughts before him.
That small Originium was just a catalyst, a connection point. Through meditation and contact, Li Lin's consciousness, while lying on the bed, was instantaneously connected to another network. From this inexplicable spiritual network, he finally knew everything.
It started as a small flame, flickering precariously in the dead of night. No one even noticed this seemingly fleeting spark.
But someone felt such a thing was good in the darkness, so they gathered firewood, piled it up better, and the small flame grew increasingly vigorous. More people discovered the warmth of the fire, so people gathered together, forming settlements.
But why? Was it because of unconditional sharing at the very beginning? Was it because the reason for obtaining it was too easy? Or was it that the danger was truly frightening? The people who gathered firewood were gradually ostracized. They were regarded as low-end creatures, discriminated against by others. Because these people held firewood, held flames, getting close very likely meant becoming another flame. Because they had firewood, could harm others, could kill others, so they were viewed with hostility.
However, who remembered they were the ones who first shared the flame? Who still remembered the warmth brought by the flame at the very beginning?
Enjoying the aid of the flame, yet despising those who gathered firewood—this was the most absurd thing.
Someone had to remind them that all this did not come easily.
Someone had to stand up and point out the truth of all this.
This truth has always been covered up by someone; this reality has always been concealed by someone. But someone will eventually see it; someone will eventually be dissatisfied with all this.
In the dim, sealed iron prison, everyone sleeps in darkness, awaiting a destined death. Some people wake up, realizing everything before them. They might let out a sigh, perhaps make a sound to wake others. Is this a meaningless action? Perhaps. Facing iron bars and cages, all this is so desperate. But you absolutely cannot say these few people cannot break the iron prison and walk out from inside.
Where there's a will, there's a way ; someone always needs to try.
Correcting a distorted world, breaking the originally inherent cage—no one can deny the existence of possibility. That person on the street pointing at a canopy wanting to marry a wife, who could know he would conquer the world five years later? And those young people chatting animatedly in the classroom, who knew they would truly change the world?
All wishes, all thoughts, start from Originium, and will also end with everything extended from Originium. The one who first made a sound was just one person; they will gradually become several people, will become a group of people, will become countless people. When the entire city begins to be swept by a torrent, when all injustices are revealed, there will eventually be a day of realization. No matter how great the price, how great the pain, right is right, wrong is wrong.
When injustice has become a habit, that is the most terrifying time.
So before drowning, one must make one's own voice heard. Only then will someone extend a helping hand to you.
"…Very impressive technology."
It was like a phantom dream, or some hazy, unclear magic.
Looking at the figure standing on a pure white horizon, Li Lin cast a look of approval at it.
Countless voices linked in this pure white dreamscape, countless thoughts intertwined within. Li Lin could completely realize what was contained within. This was something that surpassed so-called science, so-called logic, but was a product originating from within the heart. Perhaps it was also science, but all this now was undoubtedly magic.
The moment he contemplated the Originium, Li Lin felt his consciousness being pulled into a subtle dreamscape. He knew the desires of those Reunion Movement Oripathy patients, also knew those injustices and oppressions. Life considered routine in Lungmen was actually built upon countless blood-stained Originium. And discrimination against Oripathy patients, Originium workers, existed in all regions. And not just discrimination, all this was even extended to the point of life and death.
That dissatisfaction, immense grief, a singular desire, jointly created this seemingly magical world.
"How was it done?"
"…I don't know. Three months ago, while I was rushing around for the conflicts of Oripathy patients, I suddenly realized it could become like this."
Standing in the pure white space, Talulah's voice was overlapping yet clear.
"The power of each of us will connect with each other, everyone's thoughts will communicate with one another. Although deception is still possible, and diversion is still possible, this is our first card against this world, and also our only ace. It makes our final plan possible."
Standing at the other end of the horizon, the girl still wearing young lady's attire turned around. Her pale yellow eyes were full of calmness.
"This power is our power to confront reality. At the same time, it is also the power that makes the world look at us squarely."
"So, what do you intend to do with such power?"
"Crush the Catastrophes, liberate the Oripathy patients from Ursus's oppression."
"Specific operations?"
"If everyone's power is gathered together, controlled and diverted through your power, Mr. Prophet, or my own power, we can even save urban areas from Catastrophes. Then, through this plan, let the Oripathy patients establish their own homeland."
"Do you know what level of energy is needed to completely block Catastrophes outside? If I remember correctly, Catastrophes include meteorites, earthquakes, landslides, tsunamis. Do you know how much power is needed to block all this? And even if intercepted, what do you plan to do about the subsequent Originium infection? Exposed to an Originium environment, you Oripathy patients will only fall ill faster, right?"
"I alone might not be able to, but we can. The connected millions of Oripathy patients, absolutely can. Intercepting Catastrophes, intercepting Originium dust, these can all be done. We have already conducted experiments, those parameters also gave us confidence."
"Looks like you've already made up your mind? Can you tell me what you plan to do after finally crushing the Catastrophes?"
"Paradise Regained."
"What do you mean?"
"Utilizing Eden's machinery, recreate a city belonging to the Infected in seven days. And all of this depends on you, Prophet Li Lin."
Seemingly face to face across countless spaces, a slight smile appeared on Talulah's cold face.
"Reunion Movement, very much looks forward to your arrival."
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