Pictures, sounds, knowledge, mirror images, countless things overlapped in front of Li Lin, and finally presented their thoughts in front of him.

That little originium is just a factor, a connecting point. Through meditation and contact, Li Lin's consciousness was instantly connected to another network while lying on the bed. From this inexplicable spiritual network, he finally knew all this.

At first it was just a small flame, flickering in the dark night. No one even pays attention to this seemingly fleeting spark.

But some people think that such things are good in the dark, so they picked up firewood and piled it up better, and the small flame became more and more vigorous. More people discovered the warmth of the fire, so people gathered and formed settlements.

But why? Because it was unconditional sharing in the first place? Is it because it is too easy to obtain? Or is the danger really frightening? People who picked up firewood were gradually ostracized. They are regarded as low-end creatures and discriminated against by others. Because these people have firewood and flames in their hands, it is very likely to become another flame when they get close. Because they have firewood, they can hurt others, and they can kill others, so they are hostile.

But does anyone remember that they were the first to share the flame? Who remembers the warmth brought by the fire in the first place?

Nothing could be more absurd than to despise a man who gathers wood, enjoying the aid of the flame.

Someone has to remind them that it didn't come easy.
Someone has to step up and point out the truth about it all.

This truth has been covered up, this reality has been covered up. But there are always people who can see it, and there are always people who will be dissatisfied with all this.
In the dark and closed iron prison, everyone is sleeping in the dark, waiting for their doomed death.

Some people wake up and realize what is in front of them. They may groan, or make noises to wake others up. Is this a pointless move? maybe. Facing the iron prison and the cage, all this is so desperate.

But you can't say that these people can't break the iron prison and come out of it.

It's a matter of human effort, and someone needs to try it.
No one can deny the possibility of correcting the distorted world and breaking the original cage. The person who pointed at Hua Gai on the street and wanted to marry a wife, who would have known that he would win the world five years later?

And those young people who talk freely in the classroom, who knows if they will really change the world?

All wishes, all ideas, start from the originium, and everything that extends from the originium will end. At the beginning, it was only one person who made a sound, and they gradually became several people, a group of people, and countless people. When the whole city starts to spread, when all the injustices are revealed, there will be a day when it will be realized.

No matter how much the price will be, how much pain there will be, right is right and wrong is wrong.
When injustice has become a habit, that is the most terrible time.

So before drowning, be sure to make your own voice. Only then will someone reach out to you.

"... very powerful technology."

It was like a dream, and it was like some kind of vague magic.
Looking at the figure standing on a pure white horizon, Li Lin gave him an approving look.

Countless voices are linked in this pure white dream, and countless thoughts are intertwined in it. Li Lin was fully aware of what was in it. This is beyond the so-called science and so-called logic, but a product from the heart. It may be science, but all of this is undoubtedly magic.

While meditating on the originium, Li Lin felt that his consciousness was drawn closer to a subtle dream. He knew the aspirations of those infected in the Reunion movement, and he knew the injustice and oppression. What is regarded as daily life in Lungmen is actually built on countless blood-stained originium. As for the Infected, discrimination against oripathy workers exists in all regions. It's not even just discrimination, all of this has been extended to the point of life.

That kind of dissatisfaction, great grief, and only longing have jointly created this seemingly magical world.

"How did you do it?"

"...I don't know. Three months ago, when I was fighting for the conflict between the infected, I suddenly realized that it could become like this."

Standing in the pure white space, Talulah's voice overlapped and was clear.

"The power of each of us will be connected to each other, and everyone's ideas will communicate with each other. Although it can still be deceived and transferred, this is the first and only trump card we use to resist the world. It makes our final plan has possible."

Standing on the other side of the horizon, the girl still wearing the lady's costume turned around. The pale yellow eyes were full of calm.

"This power is our power to fight reality. At the same time, it is also the power to make the world face us."

"So, what are you going to do with this power?

" Liberate us from oppression."

"Specificly ?"

"If everyone's power is gathered together, controlled and diverted through your power, the prophet, or my own power, we can even save the city from Catastrophe. Then through this plan, let the infected build their own homes."

"Do you know how much energy level it takes to completely block the Catastrophe? If I remember correctly, Catastrophe include Meteorites, earthquakes, landslides, tsunamis. Do you know how much power is needed to stop all of this? And even if it is intercepted, what do you plan to do with the originium created from them? Exposure to the originium rihc environment, your Infected population will only get sick faster, right?"

"I may not be able to do it alone, but we can. The millions of the Infected who are connected can definitely do it. Intercept Catastrophe, intercept originium dust, these can be done .We have done experiments, and those parameters have given us confidence."

"It seems that you have made up your mind? Can you tell me what you plan to do after you finally defeat the Catastrophe ?"

"Restore Paradise."

"What do you mean?"

"Use Eden's machinery to recreate a city belonging to the infected in seven days. And all of this depends on you, Prophet Li Lin."

Seemingly facing each other across countless spaces, a smile appeared on Talulah's indifferent face.

"The Reunion Movement is looking forward to your visit."