my universe in a bottle

Chapter 30 The Fear of Immortality, Our Future

After the enthronement ceremony of the divine right of the monarch is completed, it is the baptism of the divine light gift.

wow~~
la la!

Li Qing's body was outside the crystal wall, and he began to open his eyes, staring at their 40 billion people. These wild bacteria, only willingly, could become their family members under the gaze.

Under the leadership of the new king, the tenth of the elite people were all shrouded in the holy light and accepted the baptism of the Lord.

And the giant dragon controlled by Li Qing also took the opportunity to leave the sacrificial platform after holding the ceremony for the emperor, ignoring the people who were being baptized, and went to the towering World Tree.

"god!"

The pope followed respectfully.

"do not speak."

Li Qing just glanced at him, "In this world, I just walk on the ground."

The Pope was silent for a moment.

Follow God devoutly and respectfully.

He was born in a test tube and could not see the outside world. He only remembered that the place where he was born was very warm. Then he came to this world and was given a mission by God.

But now, the great god has come to this world again, right in front of you!
After the enthronement ended, they found that the reincarnation of the god and the pope had left, and they did not dare to search or meet rashly, and began to sort out the affairs after enthronement.

Those wise men even couldn't wait to study the cells in the crystal wall holy bottle.

They did a quick check.

It was found that this cell can live forever.

"A single immortal cell is not surprising, because our single cells are already immortal..." a scholar said.

In the case of a single cell, the structure is single, and the genes are constantly repaired, and the genetic code that will die of old age is changed, so it is easy to live forever.

"This long-lived cell is different from ours. It piles up in large numbers, collapses into chaos, wreaks havoc everywhere, and swallows normal cells, which are very low-level cell structures."

They saw the principle of cancer cells at a glance.

"It's very messy. In short, let's clone the gene sequence and try to create this kind of cell ourselves."

After half an hour.

More than one billion wise men worked together, and one person fabricated and cloned a part of the gene, and finally successfully cloned a cancer cell.

"It worked perfectly."

"Simple, exactly the same structure, no particularity, and no technical content."

In fact, there is nothing special about cancer cells.

However, after studying for a while, they were suddenly surprised to find out.

"Wait for this cell structure... Is it possible that these magic cells come from the giant god? Your Majesty and I... no, it is Altabia who has studied the genetic blueprint of the giant god, which is very similar to the god!"

"It really is!"

They came to visit this section of genetic structure and were amazed.

In fact, HeLa cells have been multiplied for an unknown number of generations. After more than 50 years, they have long been a genetically chaotic structure. They can still recognize that there is a part of them that is very similar to human beings, and they are already very good.

not to mention.

The human genetic blueprint they got before was the zombie lord Ning Guochang, which was even more different from Hela cells.

So now, it is discovered that this cell comes from a human.

Immediately.

The wise men began to be amazed.

"This is a chaotic immortal cell, like a mass of mud, a crazy fleshy slime monster that grows chaotically. How can it be so low-level that it grows on the body of a god?"

"It should be a disease of God's genetic breakdown."

"The bigger the body, the taller the gene building, the more unstable it is, and the easier it is for the gene to collapse. The Tower of Babel project also died of gene collapse."

"But God should be able to easily deal with the diseased cells. How could they be given to us to deal with? Is this a trial?"

Emperor Minis didn't understand. Looking at the crowd, he could only say, "Let's study the means of treating the magic cells first, how to restore normal in God's body, and kill these magic cells."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Everyone began to study.

Their research ideas are completely different from modern humans' treatment of cancer.

In their eyes, they only need to study a nanomedical bacterial soldier that specializes in killing cancer cells, and remember a certain gene fragment of this cancer cell, which kills the enemy in the body like a white blood cell.

This is the nanorobot development direction of modern biological scientists, but they have already achieved it.

After a while, they had some preliminary results.

They felt that this project was much simpler than the Tower of Babel project, and they even chatted along the way.

"However, when it comes to this thing, it really looks like us!"

"Isn't that right? We are intelligent immortal single cells, and they are immortal immortal single cells without wisdom." A wise man said.

Suddenly, a wise man was shocked, as if he had thought of an extremely terrifying thing, and suddenly shouted: "Wait! Wait! These devil cells, could it be?"

"What is it?" Everyone looked at him speechlessly.

The wise man was extremely surprised and said: "Atabia, that lunatic emperor, had unfinished project manuscripts during his lifetime, and researched various taboo field projects. I remember reading a report. According to his research, the living body Having dissected dozens of our own kind, we are not truly immortal."

"Life is divided into consciousness and body. It is impossible for our consciousness and wisdom to be born on simple single-cell life. We are just wandering souls attached to our bodies and have no one to rely on."

"The current body is immortal, but our consciousness has no foundation and is dying very slowly."

The wise man said to those around him: "One day we will die, too."

Everyone was shocked.

They are all the top existences of civilization, one in a million great sages, and they know what he means in an instant.

Consciousness, will die!
Suddenly a sense of tension and oppression lingered in my heart.

These creator gods of ancient times finally realized that they were mortal!They no longer feel that they have infinite life, and they can't live on this land forever and carefree!
Then after our life-long consciousness dies, where does our immortal cellular body go? ?
Everyone suddenly looked at the magic cell in horror, this disordered and chaotic, crazily infinite value-added fleshy monster:
What God gave us should be our future eternal corpse!
Li Qing went up the World Tree, turned around and came to a hidden corner of the World Tree, and walked to the end of the corridor.

It is an imperial throne, which has been turned into a tree. On it sits an ant-sized emperor who has turned into a plant statue, which is exactly Atabia.

Li Qing looked down at the entire face of the statue, and said in this palace:

"He carried out the final arborization, sealed himself, and fell into a long sleep to resist the death of genetic collapse."

This method is like the last life-saving means for terminally ill patients to enter cryogenic freezing. Even the patients themselves do not know whether they can survive after thawing.

At the same time, how could Li Qing not guard against this move?
Mobilizing the entire church power, searching the giant tree of the world, and even a group of wise men acting as traitors, easily confessed the design blueprint of the Tower of Babel, and found the central core, the tree fossil of Atabia.

He even dug out the means of sleeping that he tried to survive in the end.

Li Qing looked at him for a while.

"Forget it, the last belief of the Atabians, a first-generation kingdom on the ground who dared to resist the gods in the sky, simply keep you, the prehistoric god of elves who resisted the sky, in the future, maybe you can make a fuss and sleep in the distant future , keep the layout, at that time, you may be able to tell the epic myths of ancient times to distant descendants."

Li Qing didn't look at him anymore, but walked out of the World Tree, looked down, and looked at the countless people and people in the city below.

He walked around again and came to the streets of the city.

And the Pope has been silently following behind.

Li Qing squatted down to observe a newly built shell and skeleton house.

After all, it was too primitive.

The Tower of Babel is like an extraterrestrial creation of primitive people after thousands of years of age, forcibly crossing the civilization class, and their down-to-earth civilization level, the history of cell evolution has only been developed for more than half a month, and it was still in the Cambrian era hundreds of millions of years ago In the primitive stage of life, the structure is simple, without eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and without gender, like a Nuwa pinching a human being in half.

"Let's look forward to the future."

He turned his head and looked at the dirt mountain for a while. It was covered with sand, stones and insects. His consciousness left the dragon and returned to the world outside the sky without any intention of staying.

"Respectfully send the Lord home!"

The Pope of Light said frantically.

(End of this chapter)