"War has given human society the opportunity for change. War has spawned demand, war has brought exchanges, and backward production relations can no longer restrain the vigorous productivity... So, new classes will take advantage of the situation to rise."

"This war is inevitable. Xiyuan. The peace of the human race so far is the result of artificial control of the earth. For a long time, the class has been solidified, and many people have been oppressed and unable to resist. Their anger and pain will break out completely now. The human race will not become extinct, and war will be beneficial to their development. The three worlds will not reduce their population, but will instead be able to replenish the number of wars."

"Of course, I just talked about the inevitability of war. As for the fuse, of course I lit it. Therefore, the responsibility of this war lies with me. It is me who trapped the race into a civil war, it is me who involved the Three Realms in the war of human race, and it is me who made this planet uneasy and peaceful. But this is the result I want."

Huang Si stroked Xiyuan's smooth and soft, slightly curly hair, "So, if you have any sadness, sadness, or pain, just have an attack on me."

Xiyuan cried very fiercely.

Huang Si just touched her head and said, "Good boy."

He took Xiyuan and walked on earth for three months.

In the past three months, Huang Si has taken her to see almost the entire human race war.

At the beginning, Huang Si just simply accompanied Xiyuan to relax.

But slowly, he began to immerse himself in it.

Things about the human race are like flowing water in the heart.

Huang Si gradually got a little inspiration.

Want to find it, but can't grasp it, inspiration about skills.

Jing Kingdom, Rizhao City.

This place was once a place of cultural prosperity, but now it has almost become a ruin.

The tower in the middle of the city was burned to a dark color by the fire.

Xiyuan sat on the top of the tower, and Huang Si stood beside her.

Below the top of the tower, as the wind in the air flowed, the sound of bells kept ringing.

Xiyuan is a person with strong empathy.

Now, she was just sitting there, staring blankly at the earth in the distance.

"Xiyuan, do you know that in the Greek mythology on the other side of the earth, there is a story called Pandora's box."

Huang Si sat next to her and looked into the distance.

In his consciousness, the human state is in sight.

"Pandora is a woman made of clay by Hephaestus. As a punishment for Prometheus's stealing fire, the gods gave her to humans."

"Zeus gave Pandora a sealed box. Prometheus believed that Zeus had bad intentions for mankind and warned his younger brother Epimetheus not to accept Zeus' gifts. But he did not listen to the advice and married the beautiful Pandora. Pandora was driven by curiosity and opened the box. All the disasters, plagues and scourges were immediately flew out. From then on, mankind suffered from disasters, plagues and scourges."

"Just as war is never a good thing, it only brings disaster. But..."

"Pandora closed the box in time and left 'hope' in the box."

"What remains in the magic box is the last thing humans can rely on, that is hope."

Huang Si looked at the entire human race's domain.

A trace of enlightenment arises in my heart.

He connected his consciousness into the data space.

In the data simulation, let Xiyuan see the picture of his thinking.

At first, it was total darkness.

The ape man groped in the dark to survive.

It is a life that is in danger of danger and may die at any time.

But they have no awareness of this and do not know whether it is good or not.

Then, a beam of light fell from the sky.

It was extremely dazzling and hurt the eyes of the ape.

They are afraid of light and hide from light, but the light columns chase them from beginning to end.

The light column seemed to have great power.

Their bodies gradually melted in the light.

When the light spread into a hazy brightness, the apes had already taken off their hair and evolved into humans.

They picked up sticks, smashed stones, sharpened wooden boards, and tied them together with rattans.

The original weapon, the original farm tool, was rewarded with the first labor.

They swallowed food greedily.

As food becomes abundant, brain capacity increases.

The clever primitive man got more food.

As food increases, gradually, they can feed more people.

A person can not only support himself and his descendants, but also support others.

From then on, population changed from burden to the source of wealth.

So some people became producers of wealth.

Some people have become the enjoyers of wealth.

Finally one day, the war broke out.

The producers of wealth have lost their freedom.

The enjoyers of wealth enslave them.

So I have a private life.

With selfishness, there is a home.

With a home, there is a country.

Civilization was born.

They have differentiated.

Some people can completely break away from physical labor.

Sitting on the high hall, in front of the desk, thinking, making decisions, singing, and commemorating.

Later, they learned to record.

Records bring accumulation, and accumulation makes them more wise.

The light always shines on the human race.

Guide them little by little to explore knowledge and skills, and invent religion and philosophy.

The light sometimes turns blood red.

Bring disaster to them.

They struggled in disaster.

Born again at dawn.

The seeds have not been cut off.

Tomorrow will eventually come.

Finally, everything is frozen on a group of painful and instantaneously quiet characters.

It's like "Raocon" in ancient Greek sculptures.

Revelation of the eternity of tragedy.

It soothes the anxious heart again.

Life is noble in tragedy.

Civilization advances in disasters.

"Do you know, Xiyuan, the humans on Earth have been baptized by countless wars. War has destroyed one glorious civilization after another. But human civilization has not perished because of this. Whether it is war, hunger, plague, shackles of the medieval thoughts, or the dissolution of the center of the entertainment era, it cannot cut off human civilization and wisdom."

"Because, in history, there are always some people who, with their strong hearts, noble souls, extraordinary wisdom, and vision to penetrate the civilization process, lead mankind to break the fog and move forward. They are the stars in the historical starry sky and the beacon that illuminates the civilization process."

"I have always wanted to create a new skill for the human race, a skill that is not a purely DEBUFF like the downgrade of civilization, but a group skill that can bring positive effects to them. There must be such a skill, because I sincerely hope that the human race can become more tenacious, stronger, and better..."

"So, this skill is called the Hope Lighthouse."

Huang Si raised his hand.

The mental force field is expanded to the entire human settlement area.

A pink energy condensed into a huge halo, and suddenly expanded toward the surroundings with a tall tower as a circle. This is the energy of the mind.

The second path, the milky white energy halo, followed closely and expanded. This is the energy of the soul.

The third path is the light yellow energy aura, the energy of civilization.

Huang Si quietly gradually transformed the power of creativity into three types of energy. When their quantity was sufficient and the range was expanded to more than 5,000 kilometers, basically covering the entire human race area, he let the law of wisdom serve as the support point to connect the three types of energy.
To be continued...