Chapter 3718

It doesn't have a name. It's just one of the millions.

But it has always wanted to have a name.

So it calls itself rain.

Because on the day it was born, it was raining.

Most of the time, it doesn't understand why he, and the other guys who look like him, don't have a name. Even many of his friends don't even know who his mother is.

It is born to understand the concept of the word mother.

This is where it differs from most individuals.

It was born nine thousand years ago.

A rainy night.

After the fusion of its six mothers, they exchanged blood and gave birth to hundreds of them Well brothers and sisters? Yes, that's the word.

But none of its brothers and sisters had ever named themselves.

Its brothers and sisters didn't care who their mother was, just as their mother never cared how many children they had.

The rain is lonely.

It knows its own mission, that is what is branded in the blood, and there are many memories that do not belong to it. It does not know whether it is in the blood or in the memory that guides it. But it doubts that blood is given to it by six mothers, memory is passed on by six mothers, and mother's mother is passed on to its mother. This is not its thing, it is for Why strive for something that doesn't belong to you?

It doesn't know.

It's lonely because it finds that it can't find someone to communicate with.

It doubts because The world is in doubt.

Until one day, it heard a word.

A sense of being.

Only then did it understand that it named itself, missed its mother, and wanted to find someone to communicate with itself, because it longed for a sense of being.

But what is the sense of being and where does it come from?

Many years later, it has been integrated with other individuals, and has given birth to thousands of children. Children's children also have children, and it only occasionally hears a word.

Meaning.

It lives on a continent.

The mainland is full of its compatriots. These compatriots have their own responsibilities. Some compatriots should be responsible for preserving and reproducing blood vessels, some compatriots should keep and reproduce their memories, some compatriots should provide energy for other compatriots, some compatriots should prepare for dormancy, and some compatriots should always look for a more suitable partner to perfect their blood vessels.

It also has its own responsibilities, and it has a lot of responsibilities.

It needs constant reproduction.

We also need to pass on our blood and memory to our descendants as much as possible.

At the same time, it has another mission reflection.

It does not know why it has such a task. Most of its compatriots do not have this task, but it must do so. This is its responsibility, and it is also happy to do so.

At one point, it got a message.

The news came from other countrymen.

They are also heard from a distance.

The resources of this continent have been exhausted. Now they must stop breeding, eliminate the weak compatriots, and look for another continent.

So the continent really began to move.

Most of our compatriots can't feel the movement of the mainland.

But it can.

Then the continent was torn apart.

Many compatriots left along the bright red river.

It had also been given the task of leaving with its compatriots, but at the moment when it was about to leave, it was asked to stay.

It was very disheartened.

Because it was looking forward to reaching a new continent, to explore more unknown.

Because of the order, it was forced to stay, and then it asked questions.

Who on earth orders us again?

Who gave us these responsibilities?

Who is it?

It asked over and over.

For a long time.

Maybe for a few days.

In a few days, it is a long time for it and its compatriots. They can grow up with more than ten breaths, multiply with more than ten breaths, and have incalculable offspring with hundreds of breaths.

So it took a long time.

Finally, when the mainland recovered as before, the cracks and canyons were closed again, and the river was no longer turbulent, but steady. When it came to the river and sucked, it saw a kindred.

Like it, one can think and be curious about many things.

The only difference is that the same family already has the answer.

It's excited.

It communicates with its own people.

According to the same clan, it knows the answers to many things, but it is going to die because it has evolved so fast. Although "rain" knows nothing about many things, it is healthy and powerful, and its ability to think is very rare.So the same clan and "rain" merge.

But not for reproduction.

They blend into one.

The same clan gave up on themselves.

And all the memory, power, energy, are given to the rain.

I knew everything in a moment.

I know a lot, a lot, a lot of things.

It understands why the rain falls.

And understand why rivers flow.

Better understand why the continent moves.

When the rain knows enough, it is more painful.

It found that in the past, it suffered from no answer.

And now, it has enough answers, but it wants to know more, wants to understand more, but, but But But it thought to the upper limit, it found that it could not make more complex thinking, it was too painful.

So the rain, according to memory, strides forward to the height of the mainland.

Then came to a white hall.

In the palace, there are hundreds of millions of people of the same race.

Like rain, they are good at thinking and keep a lot of memories.

They are also the same as rain. There is an upper limit to thinking. There are few things to think about. It is very simple.

Even the vast majority of the same clan, the ability to think is not as good as rain.

They accepted the rain in silence and became one of them.

The world of rain was suddenly opened.

It found that what it could see in the past was just a small dot.

It is connected with other people of the same family. It can think for them, and they can think for rain. If one clan thinks about one thing, another thinks about another, they can think about two things at the same time and make more complex thinking.

Rain has been unprecedented happiness.

The more individuals, the faster they think.

The stronger the individual, the higher the thinking.

The rain enjoyed it all.

Rain found that all the same people in this white hall don't need to think about other things. Only those who are old or can't keep up with their thinking speed will leave the white hall and go to other places in the mainland. They may find another clan to inherit their own memory and may reproduce.

At this time, the rain realized that each of them has its own responsibility. Individual cannot survive. They must pay for the whole.

Rain also understood that it had never received any command from an individual. Although all the members of the white hall were thinking about it, none of them could convey orders alone. The so-called orders were just some simple signals obtained after collective thinking and were quickly conveyed to the place where they should be conveyed.

Decades passed.

Many of the same people in the white hall have left.

But the rain was still there.

It's excellent.

One day, it got a power.

The power to breed in the White Palace.

It began to merge with other members of the white hall and reproduce.

Every time new individuals reproduce, some individuals with weak thinking ability will leave.

A few years later.

In the white hall, all the individuals are the descendants of rain.

They're connected.

Although there is no real and concrete leader here, all the individuals in the white hall call themselves "rain".

Tens of billions of individuals are connected as a whole and have a strong thinking ability. Rain is all their ancestors, and it is the central point of the whole huge network. It can use this powerful thinking ability to think a lot of things. When it solves many riddles, he hears a voice.

A voice hidden in the depths of blood and memory.

A voice from billions of years ago.

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