After more than ten seconds, the footsteps stopped in front of Li Zhen's door. Then a slight knock on the door sounded. If a person really fell asleep at this time, he would definitely ignore it.

Li Zhen waited for a few seconds, and the knock on the door sounded again.

So he got up and got out of bed and opened the door.

The light outside was dim yellow, and the white hair of the man standing in front of his door also turned pale yellow.

The visitor is Wang Meng.

Li Zhen smiled silently and took a step away. Wang Meng walked into the room, Li Zhen opened the door and turned on the lights.

The light bulb flashed and finally stabilized. Wang Meng lowered his head and found an iron chair and sat down, smiling at Li Zhen: "Sorry, I'm visiting late at night."

Li Zhen sat down beside the bed and waved his hand: "It's okay, I haven't slept."

After these two sentences, the two were silent for a few seconds. This was a very simple or even simple house - a high and low bed, a painted iron table, and a black iron chair. There was a table between the two people, and there was half a cup of unfinished water on the table.

Wang Meng raised his head and looked at Li Zhen with a pair of light brown eyes. His face looked very calm: "Actually, I know you - more than you imagined."

"So I can see that you are a little wary of me." Li Zhen replied, "So your identity in Murmansk is not as simple as you said to Rongshu?"

Wang Meng nodded: "I agree with what kind of people say to you, this is your philosophy. Mr. Rong can be regarded as our 'business partner', so there is no need to say some things. As for you - I didn't expect to see you here."

"So what are you going to say to me?"

"Just like Mr. Rong. I'll give you something you want to know, and then you have to give me a promise."

Li Zhen smiled: "Promise? This thing is not safe - do you believe me so?"

Wang Meng glanced at Li Zhen deeply: "I said. I know you more than you imagined."

Li Zhen was stunned for a while, restrained his smile and rubbed his forehead.

He wouldn't have thought that one day a stranger would make such a comment about himself - being trusted is a good thing, but being trusted by anybody... What did he hear about?

It seemed that in order to answer his doubts, Wang Meng smiled: "I know you actually... should not be considered human. Forgive me, you should be more like a species. You have such an identity, but always stand on the side of the old man. I think this probably comes from your self-identity in your heart, which also means that secular morality is very binding for a person like you. Then the promises made by such a person should be enough to be trusted."

"Then I may also do something terrible because of my position." Li Zhen looked at Wang Meng without hesitation, "You know in your heart. The appearance of you people here and here is a threat. And I have the ability to extinguish this threat in time."

Wang Meng nodded: "This is a later story. I don't expect you to stand on our side like you are on the side of the old man, but the promise I want is only for a while now - before the victory of the action to the north, I hope you can respect the moral precepts in your heart. As for what will happen in the future, it is the will of the Lord."

"Okay. I can guarantee this. So what do you have to say to me?"

Wang Meng moved his body, sat upright, and whispered: "In fact, I am not a test subject. I was born with more than two hundred other people and came to this world. As I said, the life cycle of most of my compatriots is only half of that of the old people, but I am a perfect individual."

Li Zhen nodded and said softly: "What do you say?"

"I have... even a longer life than the old man." Wang Meng smiled. "My theoretical lifespan is three hundred to four hundred years, three to four times that of the old man. The group of people in the north explained this because of a mutation of a beneficial gene in my body. So from the beginning I was different from others, who called me the 'voting' and I had the right to walk freely in certain areas of Murmansk."

"In addition, I am the father of them who created the second group of voters. Although I don't know much, I know one thing - using existing technical means to create people like us is their limit. This means they can't do things like 'continue to improve'. All they can do is to constantly create people like us, and then look forward to the emergence of every 200 people - female mutants."

"In fact, hundreds of compatriots had died tragically before I led these thirty-six people to escape."

Li Zhen kept looking at Wang Meng. Through the other party's expression, he felt that this person did not seem to be lying.

What he said was true. According to what he said, the people of the Gate of Truth called him "the electorate."

He had heard of this word before. At the beginning, the Gate of Truth had not been called out by everyone, and had even had subtle connections with certain Western countries. At that time, their portals promoted the Eden theory, asking people to become voters after the end of the trial.

Later, the species awakened, Mexico City turned into hell on earth, and alien species appeared. At that time, they called ordinary people who were alienated as voters.

Li Zhen has always disagreed with such a title - if that kind of thing can be called a voter, then the Garden of Eden and Hell, which the Gate of Truth promotes, will be no different.

But it seems that until today, after hearing what Wang Meng said, Li Zhen knew what the voters they said meant.

And Wang Meng in front of him... may really be worthy of the title of "voting"?

Li Zhen frowned and rubbed his hands: "If I guess correctly, if you know too - the genetic samples that created you people come from those alien species?"

Wang Meng nodded.

As expected, the species thousands of years ago alienated the original human beings, and the human who had been alienated as a sample, creating the current human beings.

At the moment, the people in the north are trying to do the same thing. It's like a cycle of reincarnation, and they're almost halfway through.

Li Zhen sighed: "These words are the only ones, although they sound novel, they have no value. What else?"

"And that arm."

Li Zhen straightened his body.

"Most people are not interested in that thing. Mr. Rong must have told you that it may be the arm of a kind - in fact, Murmansk said so. They said that the Holy Spirit pity the sufferings of the elect and dedicated his body. But that thing should not belong to a kind. Today you asked me the last sentence that I realized that maybe there might be more topics between us."

Li Zhen nodded: "Yes, this is indeed what I am most interested in."

He hesitated a little and sighed softly: "Before this, I have to tell you some things. These things may sound incredible or conflict with your beliefs. However, since you believe in my 'moral code', please believe with the same trust that what I want to say next is not sensational, nor is it a strange history heard by the roadside. What I am talking about is the truth hidden behind human history. Only by knowing this will what we are going to talk about next will make more meaningful."

Li Zhen showed an unprecedented solemn expression on his face. This expression made Wang Meng feel a little confused, but then he also said in a deep voice: "Please speak."

Li Zhen thought for a moment and said slowly: "A long time ago, there was such a group of creatures..."

What he tells is the history of species and humanity - the history he learned. He has never told people these things. On the one hand, perhaps because there is no such opportunity, on the other hand, he does not want to share it with "ordinary people"... even if the ordinary person has a close relationship with him.

Because he knew that he had a place in this history, and he is still a existence between two ethnic groups. Perhaps his spirit belongs to the billions of human beings living in this world, but his body repeatedly reminds him that he is an alien.

From "Master" to Huangdi, to Chiyou, to the new human beings ten thousand years ago, to suppression and being suppressed - Li Zhen spent an hour telling this thrilling past, and the expression on Wang Meng's face went from doubt to surprise, and then from surprise to unbelievable, and finally turned into stagnant silence.

A wall clock in the room ticks and finally points to 3:30 in the morning.

Li Zhen closed his eyes and thought for a while, and finally said, "So, from my perspective, it's okay for you to call yourself a new human being - history seems to be planning to repeat itself again."

Wang Meng trembled his lips: "It's very wonderful."

"You may be the first man to know this history." Li Zhen whispered, "or some people in the Gate of Truth are also aware, but you are indeed the first person to share this secret with me."

"Can I ask... why tell me?"

"Because I suddenly felt that the two of us looked a little like." Li Zhen took his coat from the bedside and took out a pack of shrunk cigarettes. He wanted to find a lighter but didn't find it, so he picked out a flame from his fingertips and lit it. "You know my situation. As for you... it is not of the category, nor does it belong to the old person you mentioned. So I think it is easier for you to understand my thoughts. Of course, if you are smart enough, you should realize another problem-"

Wang Meng looked at Li Zhen, but Li Zhen stopped and spit out a mouthful of smoke.

The pioneer who had been beating Moses frowned slightly and realized that it was a test for the other party.

The room fell into silence, and the small room soon filled with smoke. After Li Zhen finished smoking a cigarette, Wang Meng remained silent. So he lit the second one.
Chapter completed!