Chapter 1862 Adaptation
“The God of Light is dead, but darkness will last forever.”
The cathedral was empty.
The man in black cloak is talking to the Pope.
No one here knows who the man in the black cloak is, but he is everywhere.
"Can you still use the power of darkness?" The Pope asked doubtfully.
"Yes, the light is only temporary, the sun will be extinguished, and the stars will explode, but the darkness is permanent." The man in the black cloak smiled.
The Pope was silent.
The God of Light is gone, and the power of light is also decreasing day by day.
Huge consumption every day, but no growth.
Although he still relied on his previous accumulation of divine power to maintain the dignity and respectability of the church, his heart was already riddled with holes and he had no hope of relying on him.
The aloof Pope's spiritual strength at this time is not as strong as that of a homeless man.
"I don't believe it, unless you can prove to me that the power of darkness can still grow." He stared into the eyes of the man in black cloak.
"How difficult is it? As long as you pray to the darkness, it will give you feedback."
The Pope was thoughtful, then lowered his head, facing the shadow in the corner of the cathedral, Pray.
At first, there was no movement.
I don’t know how much time passed, but his skin began to bulge, and black lines appeared on his body, first the most secret armpits, then his chest, and finally his face.
“Ah! I don’t want to be so ugly!” the Pope shouted.
The black color fades away and is hidden in the muscles, under the skin, in the blood vessels...
"Do you feel it? That power is stronger than light and more lasting than light. Wherever there is darkness, it will continue to flow." The man in the black cloak smiled.
The Pope nodded, then shook his head: "It's too ugly."
"When everyone is like this, the ugliest is also the most beautiful." The man in the black cloak hinted.
"Okay, can you tell me, who are you?" The Pope felt the dark power in his body again and asked.
"I have no name, just the agent of darkness." The man in the black cloak said, getting into the shadow under his feet and disappearing.
You can really pretend, the Pope pressed his chest and cursed secretly.
What should I do next?
By the way, God is gone, so let me become God myself.
The Pope began to hold new sacrifices and claimed to have obtained a new oracle: God is like a parent. In order to allow the world to grow, he has chosen to sleep. Before sleeping, he transforms all power into the power of tranquility and gives it to People dig and use it themselves.
Darkness is associated with evil as soon as it is heard. If it is changed to the power of tranquility, the name will sound much better.
People couldn’t wait to believe the Pope’s idea.
The power of light was lost, replaced by the power of darkness, no, the power of tranquility.
The only problem is that the power of tranquility not only fails to bring tranquility to the mind, but also causes restlessness in the body.
Some people have begun to discover that the more proficient you are, the greater the mutation will be.
Until he becomes completely inhuman.
Fortunately, there are always smart people. Due to strong demand, a priest invented the art of transformation, or disguise.
It allows people to continue living in human form.
Although everyone knows it is fake, it doesn’t matter. As long as it looks real, sounds real, and tastes real, it is real.
The power of darkness is getting stronger and stronger.
People began to explore its various uses to replace the previous power of light.
In the end, I found that its most common use is to transform people themselves. The power of light in the past was mostly used to create tools and materials.
One is internal and the other is external.
Someone discovered that the power of darkness can extend life.
This is what some old people and patients discovered. They transformed themselves into another form, and their diseases disappeared naturally, as did aging.
This is normal. Diseases contracted by humans would most likely be cured without medication if they were in other biological forms.
This made everyone go crazy. The newly emerged bionics has suddenly become the most popular science.
“Which living thing has the longest lifespan?”
“It must be a plant.”
“But what’s the point of becoming a plant? You can’t eat or drink. ”
“Then become an elephant. Elephants can live 80 years. ”
"It's a joke, people can live for a hundred years. If you ask me, it must be a whale. I heard that whales can live for 200 years."
"Soaking in the water every day? It's not good at all."< br>
“Let me tell you, hydra is an immortal life. We have observed it in the laboratory and it shows no signs of aging. We have raised more than a dozen of them in the laboratory and it has been more than thirty years now. ” Someone broke the shocking news.
Immortal hydra?
Everyone was immediately interested in hydra.
A closer look at pictures of it brings with it a feeling of disdain.
It turns out that its structure is too simple, with only a soft tubular body and five tentacles in front of its head.
They are low-grade small invertebrates.
There are many people who are dismissive, but some old people are not among them.
Including the Pope, he summoned many people and began to use the power of darkness to evolve into hydra.
The power of darkness is indeed powerful, and the results were achieved only half a year later.
An old man who was about to die of old age successfully transformed his body into a hydra and lived in the water.
After repeated confirmation, the Pope finally chose to convert.
After all, he is already over 80 years old and his days are numbered.
In the past, the power of light was maintained, but now it is gone. We must seize the time to solve this problem.
.........
Wen Rensheng saw the choice of this industrial civilization. The people here are very adaptable and quickly adapted to the days without light.
This is people. As long as the base is large enough, there will always be people who want to survive.
Use various means to survive.
Yes, it's time to give them some bigger tasks.
He opened the portal again.
I believe that the Pope will definitely thank him.
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Winter in Lester, this winter is particularly cold.
Old Hod is a corpse collector. He has collected more than a hundred corpses this winter, several times more than in previous years.
"It's so cold!"
"Are many homeless people freezing to death today?"
"Alas, since the God of Light fell asleep and no longer restrained those factory owners, they have been The money to buy coal is not enough to give to the workers."
"Aren't they afraid of workers' riots? Darkness, no, the power of tranquility can be seen everywhere."
"No more. , they have developed more advanced methods of using the power of tranquility. Ordinary workers can only master low-level powers. They have the funds and manpower to master intermediate and high-level powers. A high-level controller of the power of tranquility can suppress a thousand people. , ten thousand people.”
"After all this tossing and tossing, isn't it coming back again?"
"Oh, how on earth should we live our lives? Isn't there a day when we, the suffering people, will turn over?"
" There is a way. The daughter next door will become a pine tree, and she will no longer be afraid of cold or hunger. "
"Is that so? "
Listen, Old Hod. The people chatting on the street slowly pulled the two corpses away. Wherever he passed, everyone covered their noses to avoid it, as if they saw some plague.
(End of this chapter)