Chapter 446 Brain in a Jar

"Here is an emergency message. Liu Yuan, the current head of human civilization, died at 9:06 this morning due to a sudden illness in the Central Hospital of Civilization after all-out rescue efforts.

Since taking office thousands of years ago, President Liu Yuan has led our human civilization forward, from the initial poverty-stricken and oppressed second-level civilization to the current fifth-level civilization.

President Liu Yuan has dedicated his life and everything he has to our civilization..."

On this day, on hundreds of thousands of residential spaceships in the main body of the human civilization fleet, in cities after cities, people still work and live as usual, as if this day is no different from the past.

But at this moment, everything seems to have become different from the past.

At this moment, all communication media, whether it is public or private, received this message at the same time.

At this moment, the originally noisy commercial street quieted down; the hurried pedestrians stopped; the people in the playground with laughter and joy quieted down, and the sound of reading stopped on the campus.

Time seemed to freeze.

People looked at each other, as if they wanted to find evidence from their companions that this was fake news. But then, they also saw shock, fear, and disbelief in their companions' eyes.

The news broadcast from the core of civilization continued.

"After an emergency election, the ruling committee decided to elect member Lu Xinghe as the new head of state.

Head Lu Xinghe announced that the funeral group for Head Liu Yuan was established, and he was the head of the group. The memorial service and farewell ceremony for Head Liu Yuan will be held at 8 am three days later..."

How is this possible? Is this fake? Is today April Fool's Day?

Head Liu Yuan died? ...

When it was really confirmed that this was a piece of news that couldn't be more true, a low sob suddenly appeared on the bustling long street.

Along with this sob, as if a switch was pressed, the grief-stricken cry instantly swept the entire long street, the entire city, the entire spaceship, and finally the entire fleet.

Endless grief enveloped the human fleet.

How many years have passed, how many years have passed, time has been so long that people have long been accustomed to Liu Yuan's leadership, and have long been accustomed to the fact that civilization has become more and more prosperous and powerful under Liu Yuan's leadership.

It seems that as long as Liu Yuan is there, civilization will be able to survive no matter what difficulties or crises it encounters. It seems that as long as Liu Yuan is there, no matter how difficult the situation is, there will be no panic in the heart.

Because everyone knows clearly that President Liu Yuan will definitely solve these difficulties and lead the entire civilization to a further step.

This almost blind self-confidence has been prevalent in the entire human civilization for thousands of years. And now, just so suddenly, without any warning, President Liu Yuan... died?

Will there be no one to lead us forward in the future?

In the common mourning of everyone, the farewell and memorial service for President Liu Yuan's body was finally held.

Surrounded by flowers and badges, people saw the familiar figure with their own eyes. The difference is that the figure of Liu Yuan seen in the past was calm and solemn, and his body seemed to contain infinite power.

And the Liu Yuan seen now is calm and gentle. There was even a hint of fatigue between his brows.

He just lay quietly among the flowers, as if he was asleep.

All the senior government and military officials of human civilization looked solemn, with white flowers on their chests, and bowed to Liu Yuan's body at the same time. There was a cry of grief in hundreds of thousands of residential spaceships.

"We obey the wishes of President Liu Yuan. His body will be buried at the highest point of Cemetery No. 1, where we can clearly see our capital city.

Under the watchful eyes of President Liu Yuan, we will continue to work hard and move forward to make our civilization stronger and more prosperous.

Only in this way can we comfort the spirit of the president in heaven."

After the burial, Cemetery No. 1 became the most visited place in the entire human fleet. The flowers brought by people to express their condolences even turned the entire Cemetery No. 1 and the entire capital city into a white ocean.

There are even more people who could not come and spontaneously gathered in their own cities, offering flowers and candles to express their grief.

Everyone knows that the so-called "spirits in heaven" is just a way of saying it in accordance with human customs, and it does not mean that people really believe that there are souls.

But what people don't know is that at this moment, there is really a gaze that no one can detect watching this scene.

Although he has withdrawn his computing power from human society, Han Yang can still check the situation in the human world at this moment.

So he really felt the grief of the people.

Han Yang felt a little emotional.

"It seems that I have done something in the past few thousand years. However... my compatriots, in order to pursue a broader future for our civilization, this farewell must be endured.

After this farewell, I don't know if we can get together again in the future. But whether I can come back or not, I will sincerely wish our civilization.

May mankind live forever and civilization not perish..."

Sighing in his heart, Han Yang gathered all his computing power back and gathered it in a secret base hidden under a certain living spaceship that no one knew about.

There is a hibernation chamber hidden there. In the hibernation chamber, a young man is sleeping.

Looking at his body through the monitor, all the past memories come to mind.

From a street kid at the beginning, to a mall owner, to a rebel leader, to a civilization leader...

One by one.

Now, thousands of years have passed. Under Han Yang's careful protection, and the care of the most advanced hibernation technology and biotechnology, this body is still healthy.

Over the years, this body has never been awakened and has always been in hibernation. And now, it's time to wake it up.

With Han Yang's command, the awakening program began to execute. After a series of processes, the cover of the hibernation chamber opened, and Han Yang slowly sat up.

Everything in the outside world made him feel a little strange. The cold and soft hibernation chamber, the slightly cool air, the light seen through the naked eye...

He left the hibernation chamber with some difficulty and staggered around the base for a few laps. At first, his body seemed a little uncoordinated, but soon it became brisk, just like the young people that can be seen everywhere in the human fleet.

After stretching his body, Han Yang quietly left the base through a secret passage and came to the human city outside.

There are traces of mourning for President Liu Yuan everywhere in the city. Liu Yuan's portrait can be seen in almost every square or crowded place.

In front of each portrait, a large number of people gathered to mourn. There are always white flowers and candles in front of the portrait. When passing by here, pedestrians always subconsciously lighten their steps and return to silence.

Human civilization has not completely gotten rid of the grief brought by Liu Yuan's death. However, normal production and life have been roughly restored.

This is exactly what Han Yang expects to see. He does not want the human world to lose some spirit because of the departure of anyone, including himself.

That is not what a truly enterprising and hardworking civilization should look like.

Similarly, he does not want people to be too immersed in grief and affect their original lives too much.

Feeling the prosperity of the city, seeing the shining neon lights and beautiful buildings in the city, feeling the cool air, stepping on the ground that looks like the real earth, Han Yang strolled casually.

There was another portrait of Liu Yuan in front of him. In the portrait, Liu Yuan was smiling and staring into the distance.

Han Yang walked over, took a bunch of white flowers from the basket next to him, and lined up behind the team.

There were more than a dozen people queuing up in front. People were very orderly, waiting silently and moving forward silently. When it was their turn, they put down the flowers, bowed silently, mourned, and then left.

After queuing for twenty minutes, it was finally Han Yang's turn. After taking a look at Liu Yuan in the picture, Han Yang bent down to put down the flowers, and then, like everyone else, mourned silently.

After Han Yang stood up, the three elementary school-like children behind him also bowed and mourned silently. He noticed that the eyes of the three elementary school students gradually turned red.

Han Yang did not walk far. After the three primary school students finished their moment of silence, Han Yang asked, "Are you sad?"

One primary school student looked very sad: "Yes. We miss him very much."

After a pause, the primary school student looked at Han Yang with hope: "My mother told me that Grandpa Liu Yuan will always be watching us in the sky. Uncle, is this true? Is my mother lying to me?"

Han Yang smiled, squatted down, and wiped the tears from the primary school student's face: "Your mother didn't lie to you. Grandpa Liu Yuan is indeed watching you. So, you must study hard and contribute to our civilization when you grow up, so that Grandpa Liu Yuan will be happy.

If you don't study hard, Grandpa Liu Yuan will be angry, understand?"

Hearing Han Yang's words, the three primary school students were a little nervous for no reason.

"Really?"

"Of course it's true."

"I... I won't watch cartoons anymore. I'll do my homework when I get home."

"I won't read comics secretly anymore. I'll listen to the class carefully."

The third primary school student turned around and bowed again to Liu Yuan's portrait: "Grandpa Liu Yuan, I'm sorry. Yesterday I told my mother that I would do my homework with my classmates, but I didn't. I went to the game hall instead. Please don't be angry, okay? I promise I won't do it again in the future. I will study hard."

Han Yang smiled: "Grandpa Liu Yuan has heard your promise. Don't believe it? Look at your smart watches."

The three primary school students subconsciously raised their arms and saw Liu Yuan's figure suddenly appear in their watches.

In the picture, Liu Yuan looked at them kindly and smiled: "Then we have an agreement. You must study hard."

The three primary school students were excited and their faces were flushed. They were excited.

"Grandpa Liu Yuan is really watching us!"

"Grandpa, don't worry, we will study hard!"

"Shh..."

In the picture, Liu Yuan put his finger in front of his mouth and shushed, lowering his voice: "This is our little secret, don't let anyone know, okay?"

"Okay! We won't tell anyone!"

The three of them nodded vigorously and jumped away. Watching them leave, Han Yang's mouth also showed a little smile.

He continued to walk forward slowly, crossing the road, passing by tall buildings, walking through the long street, and finally came to the door of a noodle shop.

Han Yang knew that this noodle shop was known for its century-old heritage and secret recipe. The noodles were chewy, the soup was delicious, the beef was soft and tender, and the mutton oil and chili sauce was a must. One spoonful of it made people sweat and feel comfortable.

It was not only famous in the 44589 spaceship, but also residents of other spaceships often took the ferry to taste it.

"Hello, what would you like to eat?"

It was not meal time at this moment, and there were not many people in the store. The waiter came up immediately and was very polite.

"A big bowl of beef noodles, with an extra portion of meat."

"Okay, wait a minute."

Soon, a bowl of steaming beef noodles was placed in front of Han Yang. .

After digging a spoonful of mutton oil and chili sauce into the bowl and stirring it evenly, Han Yang picked up some noodles with chopsticks, blew on them, and ate them in one bite.

In an instant, all kinds of wonderful fresh and fragrant flavors exploded in his mouth, and almost in an instant, fine beads of sweat appeared on Han Yang's forehead.

After finishing a big bowl of noodles and rubbing his full stomach, Han Yang paid the bill and left.

He continued to walk slowly, feeling everything in the city. Finally, he came to an empty alley, turned a few corners, and disappeared from the city.

He returned to the top-secret base located underground in the city.

He took off all his clothes, lay on an operating table and closed his eyes.

Under his control, several robots surrounded him. A shot of anesthetic was injected into the body, and all parts of the body except the head fell into the deepest sleep.

A special scalpel easily cut open the skull. After a series of precise surgical operations, Han Yang soon took out his brain and put it in a special container.

This container was transported to the dock of the living spaceship under the condition of calmness on the outside and top-secret protection on the inside. There were already several warships waiting there.

From the outside, these warships have all reasonable and legal procedures, everything is normal, and will not attract any attention.

Afterwards, the warships set sail, and under what everyone thought was a normal situation, they gathered together with a fleet of about 10,000 warships in the distance.

This fleet also quietly set sail, leaving the human fleet directly, entering the vast starry sky, and flying towards the galaxy about 2,000 light years away.