Chapter 2542: refugee

Unconsciously, the topic went off the rails, and the discussion about the dragon's living habits came to an end for the time being. Oxia and Anvia's attention once again fell on the ark of the sky.

"Leave me alone, how about you?" Anvia looked at Oxia's eyes, "How much do you know about Ark?"

Oxia looked up at the behemoth that was gradually falling, with a complex look in her eyes, like a silent sigh.

"Just part of it," she said softly.

"Then talk about it." Anweiya rubbed Frost's hair aside, took out two small stools, and hugged the little girl in her arms.

Small and soft, like a pillow.

Oxia glanced at Anweiya a little strangely, not knowing what was in her mind at this moment.

"The ark that carried countless lives to a strange world brought the first fire to the reproduction of civilization. Thousands of races began to survive in their new homeland under the protection of their elder brothers..."

In fact, that's what it means in a nutshell.

It is nothing more than a group of children who have lost their homes and come to unfamiliar places by means of transportation.

The driver is also an older brother and has a duty to protect them.

"As for the reason..."

Oxia was silent for a while, she should have organized the appropriate language in her mind, "The goddess creates all beings, disasters come, and for the continuation of civilization, they can only migrate to a new world."

Frost seemed to be very interested in this, and looked at her with red eyes.

"Am I right?" Oxia asked.

"Yes." Anvia nodded.

That's pretty much the truth, the direction is not wrong, and the details seem irrelevant.

"I'm a little curious, what exactly is the disaster?" Oxia's curiosity has always been strong, and she made it clear when she asked Luo Chuan and Yao Ziyan about news about Tianlan Continent.

"A..."

Anweiya raised her hand and seemed to want to describe it accurately, but finally sighed and lowered her arm, "Forget it, the explanation is a bit complicated, I'll talk about it later when I have a chance."

Oxia: "?"

No, isn't it a good opportunity now?

Seeing the look of madness in the eyes of the always calm and rational Tide Chief Commander, Anweiya's mouth overflowed with a faint smile.

"Just kidding." She laughed.

Oxia opened her mouth and seemed to want to say something, but finally swallowed it back and rolled her eyes at her.

In many cases, her behavior is no different from that of ordinary women, but she is more resolute and quiet.

"Um...let me think about how to explain it to you."

Anweiya touched her chin, thought seriously, and suddenly slapped her hands after a few seconds, "I think about it, by the way, has the boss discussed the nature of the world with you?"

"It did." Oxia answered curiously at the same time, "Why does it sound like you know?"

Did the boss or Yao Ziyan tell her?

"The boss didn't tell me that he discussed this topic with you." Anvia seemed to be able to guess what Oxia was thinking and waved her hand like she was sharing interesting gossip news with her good friends. "Don't look at the boss, who is always indifferent on weekdays, not interested in anything but Yao Ziyan. In fact, he likes to teach others things."

Oxia sat up straight.

From Anvia's mouth, she heard a different boss.

"...It seems to have gone too far."

Annweiya finally realized this, "It's almost like this. Regarding that disaster, you can understand that the information at the bottom of the universe has encountered an unknown pollution."

"Unknown pollution?" Oxia frowned.

"It's inconvenient for me to say more specifically." Anweiya shook her head and took the initiative to end the topic.

Some things cannot be discussed.

Whether it's a name taboo, or anything else related to it.

Just mentioning it is enough to cause relevant effects and lead to the occurrence of a series of uncontrollable events. If it is according to the set of the world of immortal cultivation, it is almost considered that the strength is so powerful that it can summon power by calling a name.

Although she was still curious, Oxia had no choice but to nod her head and did not continue to ask.

Her attention fell on the ark again.

"When the ark carrying thousands of civilizations landed, the dormant races woke up from their slumber, the long journey was over, and the new homeland greeted them with endless crises. Most races died at the beginning because they couldn't adapt to the environment. Most of the races gradually died out in the next time, maybe it was a natural disaster, or it could be the effect of their own debilitating..."

Oxia slowly told the history of the ancient times recorded in the database.

Behind the cold words are civilizations that have died out one after another.

Anvia was silent.

Perhaps this is destined destiny.

Under such a disaster, it is already the best result.

"The elder brother of all sentient beings provided the initial shelter for the race that arrived in the strange world, but soon disappeared." Oxia's voice could not hear sorrow or joy.

"Maybe he has also been contaminated." Anvia said softly.

Quietly looking at the historical reflection left by the unknown time ago, it seems that I have returned to the wild years, and I see the nervousness of thousands of races falling into another world.

Confused, panicked, helpless...

The nascent world welcomes a group of...refugees who have lost their homes.

The word flashed in Anweiya's mind inexplicably. There was no subjective influence, but it just felt appropriate.

She spoke her mind out.

Oxia wasn't angry either, showing a thoughtful look, and at the end she nodded in approval, mocking herself: "Indeed, that's right."

Displacement, forgetting one's homeland, is really no different from refugee.

Anweiya touched Frost's head, feeling the cool touch of the hair flowing between her fingers.

Oxia also wanted to touch it, but she retracted her hand halfway.

Frost picked up her hand and put it on her head, but she remained expressionless from beginning to end.

She laughed softly.

The feel is good.

The words discussed with Anweiya before were only the information she had queried from the database. Naturally, she had never experienced that thrilling "arrival".

In this world, there should not be many who have experienced it personally.

But she is different.

Oxia remembered the beginning of the memory, and she sat silently on the steel throne. In order to continue civilization, she had to integrate herself with the machine, silently watching the changes of the world and the changes of civilization. I don't know what kind of experience it is. .

Familiar things have long since disappeared in the long river of history, and what accompanies him is nothing but a cold machine.

Fortunately she is not alone.

Oxia looked at Frost and squeezed her cheek with a smile.