Black, an unmatched black.
It wasn’t a color but an absence of everything.
Gao Xin’s first thought was that he felt a ray of light in the distance.
The mont he noticed the light, his consciousness began to move again, as if ti had only started from that mont.
"I’m dead..."
Gao Xin instinctively drew closer to the light.
The feeling was like being in a dark, narrow cave when suddenly a door opened up ahead, and sunlight stread in from outside the cave.
No, this analogy was not appropriate.
As he got closer, the light beca brighter and larger, he could feel that its source was a vast and magnificent ultimate being, far beyond any comparison to the sun.
"The Great Spirit?"
Gao Xin’s consciousness entered the light, and in a daze, he seed to arrive at a peaceful field.
Beneath his feet lay a green adow, towering mountains in the distance, with a river gently flowing.
He ca to the riverbank and saw a figure also approaching from the other side.
"Chongguang... you’re back," said the figure coming from the other side of the river, calling him by his childhood na. It was his father.
Gao Xin was utterly bewildered until he saw his father, and suddenly it all made sense.
"Old man... you’ve co to pick up?"
His father had long since passed away, but now he stood on the opposite bank, extending his hand, "We’ve reunited, co with , child."
Gao Xin nodded tearfully, stepping into the river. The water was so cool and refreshing that it comforted him imnsely.
At that mont, he felt as though he shed all burdens, set aside all obsessions, feeling incredibly light.
His whole being felt so light it was almost as if he’d float away.
Reaching the other side, he stood in the water and took his father’s hand on the bank.
With that single grasp, their spirits instantly connected.
Gao Xin felt as though he had experienced a richly textured life in an instant – his father’s life.
His na was Gao Jiaoji, born in an ordinary small county town. Though not wealthy, his life was filled with happiness.
He had the love of his parents, a childhood friend he grew up with in a courtyard, and a girl-next-door he lovingly cherished.
What a beautiful era it had been, one which Gao Xin had never experienced, but was now fully feeling.
Then ca the burdenso academic life.
What a fierce era it had been, demanding the study of everything.
Gao Xin’s consciousness seed to go through day after day of school work, from elentary to middle, and then high school.
As the college entrance exams approached, he and his girl-next-door planned to attend the sa city, the sa university.
She was the first girl he had ever cherished.
Unfortunately, he was admitted, but she was not.
What a painful era it had been, toiling and bustling every day.
He and his girl-next-door parted ways, no longer in touch; she began working while he delved back into his studies.
He loved science, was obsessed with the truths of the world, devoted to various mysteries, and ultimately imrsed himself entirely in research.
Unknowingly, he neared fifty, beca a professor, and had yet to marry.
Just when he thought this would be his life, a student of his, unexpectedly confessed her feelings to him.
This was the second woman he had ever cherished.
But they were separated by more than twenty years in age, and he was her supervisor. He refused her.
Years passed, and they lost contact after she left the school and began working.
He had given up on marriage, dedicating himself entirely to the study of physics.
Until... the war ca.
It was an utterly crazy war, escalating from a local conflict to a global one.
It began with professional soldiers but eventually spread into society, implicating everyone, a total war!
The widespread use of powerful networks and unmanned war machinery allowed people to enlist from ho as if it were a ga.
Whether healthy or disabled, there was almost no barrier to joining the military.
Remotely piloting drones, bombing enemies thousands of miles away, sotis even live-streaming it, as if it was just a ga.
If your vehicle was destroyed, you simply received a new one. If today’s quota was used, you could even recharge, exchange, and order directly from factories to send to the frontlines.
Such barrier-free enlistnt caused more and more people to join, naturally boosting the military-industrial complex.
Industries related to it also erged steadily, forming an enormous industrial chain, which pulled the previously sluggish economy.
By then, the war had spiralled completely out of control, with countless experts unable to predict when it would end.
It was no longer re warfare but an industry, a global craze of a ’ga.’
Many eagerly joined, their fear of war diminished.
People of insight despaired and protested, hoping to end this ’ga’ of war, but were powerless.
ga military corporations grew ever stronger, accelerating their efforts and even secretly promoting the spread of conflict to more places.
While there were nightly revelries far from the frontline, only the countries at the heart of the battlefields experienced untold misery.
Gradually, there were no birds to be seen in the sky, only swarms of unmanned combat aircraft, crowding the air.
In the seas, it was not fish that swam, but unmanned submarines.
The lands too were overrun with unmanned military vehicles of all kinds, and the world’s military technology advanced rapidly within the throes of war.
As they say: "The fliers are not birds, the divers are not fish; warfare is not in soldiers, but in the hands of chaos and play."
"A horizon of clouds disguises boundless oceans; the vaults of heaven touch down to springs below! tal mother and wooden father craft illusions, and without crossing swords, calamity reaches the heavens!"
Eventually, so nations on the brink of annihilation entrusted all military and administrative powers to AI.
Nations that did not do so could not overco them, and in the end, all countries with super AI did the sa.
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