Chapter 494: A Forked Future

Bai Mo has had many ideas.

He once conceived the idea of ​​throwing some souls into a fictional world of horror and letting them wander between life and death, thereby stimulating the strongest emotions and becoming the fuel to maintain his existence.

It has also been conceived to allow some souls to enjoy bliss in a fictional world and provide a large amount of joyful emotions for them to harvest.

In order to fight against the unsolvable curse of Daohua, Bai Mo came up with a large number of plans, and each of these plans is waiting for his subsequent realization.

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The mist pouring out from the White Moon swept over the land, floated up into the sky, and sank into the ocean. Like the most powerful anesthetic, all living creatures fell into the deepest sleep without any resistance. .

Originally, there were actually many people who had a sense of luck and were unwilling to leave the Earth and join the White Earth. They hid in some remote corners of the planet in an attempt to evade search.

The earth is so big, and there are large areas of uninhabited land, so they don't think they can find a hiding place.

But unfortunately, the world has changed. None of these naive guys escaped the map cannon-like white fog, and fell to the ground unconscious one after another.

Their little thoughts seemed so ridiculous in the face of the raids at the planet level.

Two hours later, except for the small area in North America, the entire planet was surrounded by white mist. A thick white sky completely covered the blue planet.

The fog was indistinguishable from the air, reducing visibility to almost zero. But in fact, it doesn't matter, because there is no longer any living creature that is still awake in the white mist.

"It's time to clear the site." A ubiquitous voice echoed at the space shuttle launch site.

Thousands of "white ink" clones composed of various substances issued an ultimatum in unison to a group of people still left on the earth.

Tens of thousands of uniform sounds, the sound wave they composed swept through the entire launch site like a tsunami, causing many people's eardrums to hurt.

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

"Fire and launch!"

"Before leaving, can I ask you a question?" The reporter who volunteered to stay until the last minute asked Bai Mo via radio in the spacecraft just before takeoff.

In order to produce a piece of news worthy of being recorded in history, this unknown reporter bravely shouted out his request at the risk of staying on earth forever.

"Why do you let us decide whether to stay or not?" Before Bai Mo could answer, the reporter, who was so nervous that he didn't even dare to open his eyes, had already asked the question he wanted to ask.

This issue has always been a matter of concern to many people, but before the retreat plan was completed, all curiosity was forcibly suppressed.

Because they really couldn't guess, if they took the initiative to raise doubts, Bai Mo would suddenly have a fit and reject his previous ideas.

For a person with unstable ideas and moodiness, it is better to minimize provocations if necessary.

"Besides the experimental group, what else is needed?" Bai Mo did not directly answer the frightened reporter's question, but instead asked another question.

However, he did not leave the other party time to think. The moment the space shuttle took off, the white thick fog surged up towards this last piece of pure land, completely covering the entire surface of the earth.

After Bai Mo finished speaking, looking from the space shuttle toward the Earth, nothing could be seen except an endless stretch of white.

The remaining fog holes over the northern hemisphere disappeared in a very short period of time.

The ground is unusually calm, because all life activities have been smoothed by the white mist. From tiny ants to huge blue whales, they have all fallen into a deep sleep along with humans.

Even the microorganisms that have been the real eternal residents of this planet for countless years have stopped their eternal life activities and become a member of the sleeping army like bugs in amber.

The earth, which was originally full of life, turned into a dead and cold planet at this moment, as if it had been cast by the magic of stopping time.

The protective layer of nano insect nests that shrouded the white land also turned into a colorless torrent at this time, preparing to start the transformation project of the entire world.

The system panel implanted into the individual's body, after the host falls asleep, is connected with the white mist and transforms into a cocoon wrapping them.

He wants to take this opportunity to transform the whole world into a transformed life called "Walker" and connect it to the subconscious network.

There are billions of intelligent beings on the earth. If 100 million support one phase of the world's assimilation power, if all are transformed, the entire network will be enough to offset the assimilation power of dozens of phases, buying Bai Mo more nearly a hundred years.

Bai Mo didn't have much confidence in the effect of this time travel, so he decided to arrange everything first and let the transformation plan run according to the program he set.

Even if it really ends in failure, his investment on Earth will not be in vain.

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"Apart from the experimental group, what is the control group?" After listening to the question Bai Mo asked during the final "interview", many people immediately guessed the answer.

"It turned out that the reason we were able to escape was that his social experiment required a blank control group..."

"Although I feel a little unhappy mentally, it is good news for the time being. At least, he will no longer interfere in the internal affairs of the Human Federation."

"It's a blank control group after all."

"I propose that the last space shuttle to leave the Earth be named 'Blank'." A federal congressman said self-deprecatingly.

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But no matter what, after analyzing Bai Mo's implication, the top leaders of the Federation still breathed a sigh of relief. The shadow that shrouded all mankind finally dissipated.

"What's the matter with the white fog on Earth?" The federal government on the moon contacted the people in the space shuttle again, trying to get some information from them.

"I don't know. After the white fog appeared, we were expelled." There were many powerful extraordinary people on the last flight, but they were also confused.

"What about Donald? Did they succeed?"

"God knows what happened to those crazy people."

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Since then, the first large-scale space migration in human history has ended dramatically.

Nearly four billion people have completed the seemingly fantastic plan of migrating from Earth to the Moon in a very hasty and costly manner in five years.

And the three billion people on Earth have taken a completely different path from their former compatriots, heading towards a forked future.