A group of "feathers" flew out of an invisible exit on the hemispherical transparent canopy, and at this time, the highest governing official said to the pioneer in the video: "We are more than 100 kilometers away from your flying machine. Lets fall onto your fingertips, you can take us over faster."

  The precursor looked back at the landing cabin not far behind, thinking that they might have miniaturized the units of measurement as well. He stretched out his finger, and a "feather" cluster came up, looking like a small piece of fine white powder had fallen on his fingertips.

  From the video screen, the pioneer saw that his fingerprints were like a half-transparent mountain range, and the "feather" flying device on it looked very small. The highest governing official was the first to jump off the "feather", and immediately fell with four feet in the air.

  "Too slippery, you have oily skin!" she complained, taking off her shoes and throwing them far away, curiously walking back and forth barefoot. The others also "shed their feathers", and now there was a sea of people between the semi-transparent mountain ranges on their fingertips.

  The forerunner roughly estimated that there were more than 10,000 people in his hands now!

  The forerunner stood up, stretched out his hand and carefully walked towards the landing cabin.

  As soon as they entered the landing cabin, someone in the crowd shouted: "Wow, look at that metal sky, an artificial sun!"

  "Dont be such a fool! This is just a small ferry, and that one over there is even bigger!" the highest official scolded, but she herself was also looking around in surprise, then joined in with everyone else to sing that strange song again:

  Brilliant era of grandeur

  Great Macro Era

  Melancholy of the Grand Epoch

  You are the dream that vanished in the fierce flames...

  As the landing craft took off and flew towards Arkship, Earths leader continued to recount the history of Microcosm.

  The microhuman society and the macrohuman society coexisted for a period of time. During this period, the microhumans completely mastered the knowledge of the macrohumans and inherited their culture. At the same time, based on nanotechnology, the microhumans developed a highly advanced technological civilization. The transition period from the macro era to the micro era was roughly around twenty generations or so.

  Later, a great disaster was approaching, and the Macro people stopped reproducing in the traditional way. Their numbers decreased day by day, while the Micro peoples population grew rapidly, and their social scale expanded dramatically, soon surpassing that of the Macro people. At this time, the Micro people began to demand the transfer of global power, which caused a huge stir in Macro society. The die-hards refused to hand over power, saying how could they let a bunch of bacteria lead humanity? Thus, a world war broke out between the Macro and Micro people!

  "Thats too bad for you!" the pioneer said sympathetically.

  "Unfortunately for Hong Ren, they were quickly defeated."

  "How is this possible? One of them with a big hammer can destroy your city of over a million people."

  "Invisible enemies are not to be fought in the city. The macro humans weapons cannot deal with such invisible enemies, and the only weapon they can use is disinfectant, which they have been using against bacteria throughout civilized history without achieving victory. Now they want to defeat micro humans who have the same intelligence as them, its even more impossible to win. They cant see the deployment of the micro human army, while the micro humans may easily corrode their computer chips under their noses, without computers, what else can they do? Big is not equal to strong."

  "Now it seems like this."

  Those war criminals got what was coming to them, several thousand micro-people special forces parachuted onto their retinas with laser drills... the leader girl said viciously.

  "After the war, the Micro People gained world power, the Macro Era ended and the Micro Era began!"

  "How interesting!"

  The landing module entered the Ark in near-earth orbit, and the micro-humans took a "feather" to sightsee everywhere. The enormity of this spaceship left the micro-humans speechless. The precursor had hoped to hear words of admiration from them, but the Supreme Ruler expressed his own thoughts:

  "Now we know that even without the energy of the sun, the macro-era will still perish. Your consumption of resources is tens of billions times ours!"

  "But this spaceship can fly at a speed close to the speed of light, and reach stars hundreds of light-years away. Little one, this is something that only a great macro-era can do."

  "We are indeed unable to do so at present; our spacecraft can currently reach only one-tenth of the speed of light."

  "Can you travel through space?" The pioneer was shocked.

  "Of course not as good as yours. The spaceship fleet of Micro-era has reached Venus, and just received their message that it is now more suitable for living than Earth."

  "How big is your spaceship?"

  "The large ones are as big as your eras... um... soccer balls, but can carry tens of billions of people; the small ones are only as big as golf balls, of course, theyre macro human golf balls."

  Now, the last bit of superiority of the pioneer has vanished.

  "Elder, wont you treat us to something? Were starving!" When all the "feathered" flyers reassembled at the control panel of the Ark, the Earth leader spoke for everyone, and tens of thousands of micro-people looked up at the pioneer with eager eyes.

  "I never thought Id be treating so many people to dinner," the pioneer said with a smile.

  "We wont let you spend too much!" the girl said angrily.

  The pioneer took out a can of luncheon meat from the storage compartment, opened it, and carefully scooped out a small piece with a small knife. He placed it next to the more than 10,000 people on the control panel, where he could see their location - a circular area slightly larger than a coin on the control panel, which was only slightly less smooth than the surrounding area, as if someone had breathed on it.

  "How can you take out so much? This is too wasteful!" The Earth leader accused, from the large screen in front of her, it could be seen that behind her, people were rushing towards a majestic meat mountain, grabbing pieces of meat from the pink body and eating them. Looking at the control panel again, the small piece of meat did not decrease at all. On the screen, the crowded crowd quickly dispersed, with some people even throwing away the unfinished meat, the leader girl shook her head while holding a bitten piece of meat.

  "It doesnt taste good." she commented.

  "Of course, this was synthesized in an ecological cycle machine, so it cant taste any better." The pioneer said with a humble tone.

  "We want to drink!" The Earth leader made another demand, which again caused a burst of cheers from the micro people. The pioneer was shocked, because he knew that alcohol could kill microbes!

  "Want a beer?" the scout asked cautiously.

  "No, drink Scotch whisky or Moscow vodka!" the world leader said.

  "Maotai will do too!" someone shouted.

  The pioneer really had a bottle of Maotai wine, which he had kept on the Ark since departure, to be drunk when they found a new colony planet. He took out the wine, opened the lid of the white porcelain bottle, carefully poured the wine into the lid, and placed it at the edge of the crowd. On the screen, he saw people start climbing up the seemingly insurmountable cliff wall of the bottle cap, which had large protrusions on its smooth surface under microscopic scale, and the micro-people quickly climbed to the top of the bottle cap with their skyscraper-climbing skills.

  "Wow, what a beautiful big lake!" The micro-people exclaimed in unison. From the screen, the pioneer saw that the surface of the vast wine lake was curved into a huge arc due to surface tension. The micro-reporters camera followed the highest governing official, who was now trying to grab the wine with her hand but couldnt reach it. She then sat down on the rim of the bottle and used one of her white and tender little feet to make a slight ripple on the surface of the wine. Her foot was immediately wrapped in a transparent wine droplet. She lifted her foot up, and with her hand, she scooped out a small wine droplet from the big one on her foot and put it into her mouth.

  "Wow, Macro Eras wine is much better than Micro Era." She nodded in satisfaction.

  "Im glad we have something better than you guys, but its really unhygienic for you to use your feet to drink wine."

  "I dont understand." She looked up at him in puzzlement.

  "You walked such a long way barefoot, your feet will have germs and whatnot."

  "Ah, I remember!" The Earth leader shouted, taking a box from the hand of an attendant beside her. She opened the box and took out a living creature - a round thing about the size of a football with countless small legs wriggling all over it. She picked up one of the little legs and held it up. "Look, this is our citys gift to you! Lactic acid chicken!"

  The pioneer racked his brains to recall his microbiology knowledge, "Youre talking about... Lactobacillus, right?"

  "Thats what theyre called in Mongolian, this is the animal that makes yogurt taste good, its a beneficial animal!"

  "Beneficial bacteria." The pioneer corrected himself: "Now I know that bacteria cant actually harm you, our hygiene concepts arent suited to the Micro Era."

  "Thats not necessarily true, some animals, haha, bacteria, can bite people, unlike E. coli, it takes physical strength to defeat them, but most animals, like yeast pigs, are very cute." The Earth leader said, and then took a cluster of wine pearls from her foot and sent it into her mouth. When she stood up after shaking off the remaining wine balls on her feet, she was already drunk and staggering, and her tongue couldnt keep up with her words.

  "I really didnt expect humans to still have wine!"

  "We... we inherited all the good things of humanity, but those macro humans think we have no right to represent human civilization..." The leader of Earth might feel dizzy and sat on the ground with a thud.

  "We have inherited all of humanitys philosophies, Western, Eastern, Greek, Chinese!" a voice in the crowd said.

  The world leader sat there, stretching out his hands to the sky and loudly reciting: "No one can enter the same river twice: Tao gives birth to one, one gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, three gives birth to all things...!"

  "We appreciate Van Goghs paintings, listen to Beethovens music, and perform Shakespeares plays!"

  "To be or not to be, that is...that is the question!" The leader girl stood up again, acting like Hamlet.

  "But in our era, a girl like you cant even dream of becoming a world leader," the pioneer said.

  "The Macro Era is an era of melancholy, with a melancholic politics; the Micro Era is an era without worries, requiring joyful leaders." The Supreme Chancellor said, looking much more lucid now.

  "The story hasnt ended yet... hadnt finished, just now I was talking about, oh, the war, the war between macro humans and micro humans, later there was also a world war among micro humans..."

  "What? Not for territory, surely?"

  "Of course not, in the micro-era, if theres anything that can be taken endlessly, its territory. It was for some...some macroscopic things that humans cant understand, in the largest battle, the front line stretched...oh, using your unit of measurement, over a hundred meters, what a vast battlefield!"

  "What you have inherited from the grand era is much more than I imagined."

  Later on, the Microcosm concentrated its efforts in preparing for the impending great catastrophe. The Micropersons spent five centuries building thousands of super cities deep within the earths crust, each city appearing to you as a two-meter-diameter stainless steel sphere capable of housing tens of millions of people. These cities were all built eight thousand kilometers beneath the surface...

  "Wait, the Earths radius is only six thousand kilometers."

  "Oh, I used our unit again, thats yours, uh, eight hundred meters deep! When the sign of solar energy flickers, the micro-world moves underground. Then, then its a great disaster."

  Four hundred years after the Great Calamity, the first batch of micro-people emerged from underground cities through large tunnels (about as thick as water pipes in the Macro era) using laser drills to penetrate solidified magma. Five centuries later, the micro-people built a new world for humanity on the surface, with tens of thousands of cities and a population of 18 billion.

  "The micro-people are optimistic about the future of humanity, and this optimism is so great that its unimaginable to people in the macro-era. The basis for this optimism is the tiny scale of micro-era society, which has increased human survival capabilities by tens of billions of times. For example, the can of food you just opened could feed the entire population of this city for one to two years, and the metal from that can alone could meet the steel needs of this city for one to two years."

  "As a macro-era person, I can better understand the great advantages of micro-era civilization. Its legendary, its epic!" said the pioneer sincerely.

  "The trend of evolution is towards the small, not necessarily great. The tiny life can coexist with nature in harmony. The giant dinosaurs became extinct, while ants from the same era survived. Now, if a greater disaster were to come, a spaceship as large as your landing module could possibly carry all humanity away, and on a small asteroid in space, micro-humans could establish a civilization and create a tolerable life."

  After a long silence, the pioneer said to the vast crowd of micro-humans in front of him: "When I saw the Earth again, when I thought I was the last person in the universe, I was the saddest person in all humanity. There is no greater sorrow than the death of ones heart, and no one has ever faced such a heartbreaking situation. But now, I am the happiest person in all humanity, at least among the macro-humans, I have seen the continuation of human civilization. In fact, it is not enough to describe the micro-era as the continuation of civilization, this is the sublimation of human civilization! We are all humans connected by blood, and now, I request that the micro-era accept me as an ordinary citizen in your society."

  "From the time we detected the Ark, we have accepted you. You can live on Earth, and Micro Era will provide you with a magnificent life without any problems."

  "I will live on Earth, but everything I need can be obtained from the Ark, the spaceships ecological circulation system is enough to sustain my life, and humans cannot continue to consume Earths resources."

  "But now the situation is improving, except that Venus climate is becoming suitable for humans, the Earths temperature is also warming up, the oceans are melting, and it may be possible by next year, many places on Earth will have rain and can grow plants."

  "Speaking of plants, have you guys seen one?"

  "Weve been cultivating mosses under protective covers, which are very tall plants, with each branch reaching dozens of stories high! And theres also the small spherical algae in the water..."

  "Have you guys heard of grass and trees?"

  "Are you referring to those gigantic macro-epoch plants that are as massive as high mountains? Alas, those are myths from ancient times."

  The pioneer smiled slightly and said, "Im going to do something. When I come back, Ill show you the gifts I gave to Wei Yuanyuan. You will like those gifts!"