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Chapter 37 "Luck and Misfortune" Part [-]

This is the fifth year since the spacecraft has landed on Earth.

No one knew why it came, and it just hovered quietly over the White House.

Hovering thirty thousand feet above the White House, or rather all of Washington, D.C.

The spaceship is huge, and even though it's so far away, it can cover most of Washington state.

Through various measurements.

Experts say the spacecraft is at least three times the size of Washington.

It had never moved a millimeter in five years, just floating there.

According to experts, it is also moving.

It is also moving with the rotation of the earth.

But no one knows what energy it relies on to work, and even human instruments cannot detect it at all.

Temperature, weight, or even specific height and size cannot be detected.

Because the entire state of Washington is closed to air travel.

Not the government, but it changed the weight of the sky.

The military once launched a missile, but it just launched a thousand feet.

The missile lost its power and floated motionless in the air.

The military began to fear that one day the spacecraft would disappear and the missile would fall again.

The attack on it disappeared after that temptation.

Alien invasion theory, alien diplomacy theory, hoax theory.

In the first year, every country in the world was talking about it.

But it never moved, as if it were dead.

Until people began to gradually forget about it, it became a more famous attraction in Washington state than the White House.Because you can see it as long as you look up.

Whether you are in Washington state or not, you can see it in the Columbia area.

It blocks the sun during the day and the moon at night.

The flowers of trees in Washington State under its light are withered all year round.

Even the President of the United States can only leave the White House on the day it appears.

However, everything is different today.

This is the fifth year since its appearance, and people have forgotten to look up at it from time to time.

But today it shot down a beam of white light.

White light shot through the sky, and the ground alarm was sounded.

Residents throughout Washington state were asked to evacuate to bomb shelters within 10 minutes.

The army began to advance towards the White House, a day they had prepared for five years ago.

Light tanks and various vehicles carrying anti-aircraft guns drove toward the White House.

White light was shining directly on the top floor of the White House, and a strange black shadow slowly fell in the light.

"It's a human being," a sniper shouted, raising his sniper rifle.

"Did you read that correctly?" the soldier beside him questioned.

"You can see clearly, people like us." The sniper said again.

The soldier pressed the intercom and shouted: "Captain, there are people inside."

The captain pressed the intercom and shouted, "Colonel, there's a person inside."

Passed on level by level.Five-star general and Defense Minister Gracio picked up the telescope and looked at the white light for a long time.

Until I stared at the light for too long, tears appeared in the corners of my eyes.

Gracio put down his binoculars and wiped his eyes.

The black shadow fell directly above the White House at this time, and it was indeed a person.

Not just a person, but a man.

"Hello, humans," the man said.

The man's voice reached everyone's ears, as if he was right next to them.

Everyone was silent for a while.

Gracio said seriously: "Who are you?"

The man looked at his hand, and then said: "The spacecraft seems to have landed five years earlier than expected, and I just woke up from the dormant instrument. If I have caused any impact to you, then I apologize to you."

"You said you just woke up, so who are you?" Gracio said, dialing the president's phone number.

"I come from a bright star 98 million light years away from your earth. I am a person from the bright star. My planet is close to [-]% similar to your earth, but our civilization is better and longer than yours. This is the reason why your planet cannot develop. This phenomenon we call reincarnation.”

"Reincarnation?" Gracio repeated.

"Your earth will be destroyed and reincarnated every 50 billion years of development, but our bright star has never reincarnated. Therefore, our technology is much more advanced than your planet, and you will almost become extinct every time you enter the initial stage of our technology. . The longest one has entered the middle stage of technology, but it is still reincarnated." The man said, gesturing with his right hand, making a fist with his right hand and opening it upward in the form of an explosion.

"You mean our planet keeps repeating itself?" Gracio said in surprise.

"We discovered you and studied you. You have been reincarnated 63 times in the history of our planet, and each time will be slightly different. The language and even the race and skin color, but the only thing that remains unchanged is the life system. So you look very similar. I am very similar, and this resemblance does not participate in reincarnation,” the man said.

"If I agree with what you just said, then why are you and me speaking English?" Gracio said.

"No, it's not. I don't speak your language. The language of our planet is transmitted through the mind. I can instill our knowledge in a language you can understand." The man said.

"Here... can you let me talk to my president for 10 minutes?" Gracio said.

"Please," the man said.

Gracio raised his phone and said, "President, did you hear these words clearly?"

"It's too clear, are they aliens?" the president said from the other end of the phone.

"I think so," Gracio said, nodding.

"This matter will be marked as confidential immediately, and the satellite live broadcast will be cut off immediately. Please ask me clearly about the purpose of his coming," the president said.

"My purpose is very simple, I just want to ask a question." The man said.

"Can you hear me?" the president said.

"Yes, I can hear it," the man said.

"What's the problem? Tell me." The president held up his cell phone in surprise.

At this time, he was in Los Angeles, four thousand kilometers away.

"We bright star people can live for about one to one and a half reincarnations of your earth. My teacher is honored to have survived two of your reincarnations. He conducted a thorough study of you. He found that no matter how many times your civilization reincarnates, it will change. No matter how many things there are, something called faith has never changed, and we, the bright star, have never had this thing. And our observations are extremely limited, so we decided to ask what faith is." The man said.

"Your arrival has changed us a lot. I think we need to reaffirm our worldview, so the question you asked us can we answer you later?" the president said.

"I'm not in a hurry. I can stay here for about 1000 years. I will leave early before your next reincarnation. Of course, you don't have to try to escape reincarnation. Because we have been to your earth before, countless times. But in each reincarnation you will forget us. Our purpose is different every time we come, because you are so similar to us. We regard your earth as one of our observatories," the man said.

The president frowned slightly and said, "So how do you want to know our beliefs?"

"I want to take eight earthlings away from your earth and go to our planet to tell us what faith is. Because the average life span of human beings is only about sixty years, so I will freeze them in the spacecraft and take them away." The man said.

"Then please give us a few days to think about it and find the person you want," the president said.

"Okay." After the man said, a white light brought the man back to the spacecraft.

Gracio said to the president on the other end of the phone: "President, what is faith?"

(End of this chapter)