Silent Crown Chapter 844: Waiting and Hope

The sea is raging.

The huge ice floes collide with each other, bursting into a deep and dull roar, passing in the water and wind, and passing to a distant place.

The biting cold wind shrouded the surface of the sea, whipping up the tide, and then slamming it onto the sea. A large number of ice crystals undulated in the sea, and a crisp bell was added to the roar of countless ice floes.

On the sky covered by dark clouds, there is a faint electric light circulating, indicating the approach of the storm.

On the surface of the sea, I don't know when, a layer of lonely white was covered in the cold wind.

The frozen sea water turned into firm ice, covered with snow, decorated with countless crisscross cracks, exposing the deep sea water below, and it stretched to the end of heaven and earth.

And just above the ice sea, two straight trails stretch forward.

I have come to a place enough to stare at the outline of the continent.

Stop abruptly.

Ye Qingxuan raised his head and stared at the land covered by gray mist in the distance.

"Before, is it the Caucasus..."

"Yes."

Bach's beard is covered with fine frost, and he exhales a hot sniff: "The place where the gods are."

"Leave the rest to me."

Ye Qingxuan looked back and said, "I have been ‘escorted’ to here, so I’m not worried that I will regret it next time, right?"

"No, the things that should be done have not been done yet."

Bach shook his head, knocked his pipe on the sharp icy edge beside him, knocked out the frozen tobacco and ashes, and filled it again: "Before you go, there are still people who want to see you."

"Person? Where is it?"

Bach lowered his head and lit his pipe: "Calculating the time, it should be soon."

At that moment, Ye Qingxuan turned around.

The rift leading into the distance opened from behind him.

In the scream of the hurricane, a black spot emerged from the air, and then the black spot quickly spread, swallowing the frost wind, forming a wind cave leading to another world.

Wind tunnel?

Just when Ye Qingxuan was stunned, in the wind cave, a palm slowly stretched out.

Immediately afterwards, a thin outline emerged.

The proposition of "long-distance human teleportation" that seems to be proved to be insoluble has been broken. Some people have come across thousands of miles. In the end, stepping on the ice sea, the old and rotten clothes are revealed in the hurricane.

As the hurricane dissipates, it reveals the aging and peeling silicone skin, as well as the broken circuits and machinery behind the peeling skin, which are hideous like evil spirits.

"Meeting for the first time, DR. Ye's successor."

The only "human" in the world to achieve long-distance teleportation stood in front of Ye Qingxuan, uttering a weird tone with electrical noise.

He can no longer see the original color of the robe being rolled up by the wind, revealing the mark engraved by the maker on the back of his hand, showing its inhuman nature.

Ye Qingxuan suddenly: "Peter?"

"Exactly."

The first generation of the Red King, the only non-human on board the East Asian immigration ship, the intelligent observation machine "Peter" nodded.

In a brief silence, he stared at Ye Qingxuan's face.

Behind a pair of aging and faded colloidal eyeballs, outdated observation equipment is faintly exposed, still flashing monotonous rainbow light.

It is uncomfortable to be watched by him directly.

Ye Qingxuan frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"You have the same eyes as your ancestors, the eyes are truly human." Peter replied, "Before killing Xiao Huan, his eyes were the same as you."

Ye Qingxuan's eyes turned cold, and he looked at Peter in silence.

Peter also looked at him.

There is no expression on the broken face.

"Explain what you are here, Peter."

Ye Qingxuan said coldly: "If you want to make me unhappy, congratulations, you have succeeded."

"Actually, this is not the case, Mr. Ye."

Peter ended his long gaze, his inhuman eyes drooping, and there was no expression on his aging and cracked face.

"Then, please allow me to explain my intention."

He stretched out his arms, showing just the right kind of affinity, a standard enough to be included in a textbook: "In my body, there are sixteen micro computing hubs. After hundreds of years, there are still seven. At work."

"For hundreds of years, I have followed my mission and tried to understand humans all the time, even when I was asleep.

Forty-one times, I almost thought I understood you. However, it turns out that I did not.

Until I understand, perhaps this line of separation, for an old model like me, is a Tianyuan that can never be crossed. "

He looked at Ye Qingxuan and told him: "But this is different for Shire."

Ye Qingxuan's eyes became more and more indifferent:

"What do you mean?"

"I'm trying to explain to you the essence of the Shire-how the Shire became the Shire you know."

Peter's tone is still calm. Perhaps, for something like him, there is no emotion of hesitation or retreat: "Do you know how a machine like me performs activities that approximate human thinking? "

"Humans call this process ‘operation’."

"In the beginning, everything originated from the two judgments of'nothing' and'non-nothing', that is, 0 and 1. These two judgments formed an AND gate in my crystal circuit. Changes such as NOT gate, OR gate, etc.

Hundreds of millions of such smallest foundations form a ‘logic valve’, and then the same number of ‘logic valves’ form the structure of a computing hub.

Finally, the sixteen hubs mobilized the central I, II, and III databases according to the preset logic chain, and formed the "I", what you call "Peter", that is, the "first" standing in front of you. Seven generations of humanoid observation collector Ω4 type. ’

Destined from the structure, I am completely different from humans.

For Shire, the same is true.

It's just that his logic center is beyond the reach of a backward model like me. "

Ye Qingxuan did not speak.

Just looking at him.

For humans, but after a short while, Peter seemed to have completed a long derivation and thinking, and nodded clearly: "It seems that in order for you to further understand what I mean, I also need to reveal for you The essence of the'Holy Cauldron'."

According to Ye Qingxuan's reaction, after clarifying the lack of information he knew, Peter jumped the topic to another direction.

"Let's start from the beginning."

"From the beginning of humanity, the moment when we set foot in this strange world."

"Ninety percent of the technology, food storage, relatives, hometown... After losing everything that could be lost, human beings have been reborn, and the miracle that does not exist on the earth-the ether.

A creature that almost overthrows quantum mechanics. "

At Peter's raised fingertips, a little ether crystal slowly emerged, and the ether confined in the force field jumped, revealing an unprecedented crystal texture.

"Although their crude structure is not even comparable to'Mycoplasma', it is just such an existence that almost no living thing can be regarded as, but it has the advantage that all living things that mankind do not have.

They can simultaneously observe and interfere with the world across multiple dimensions, and only rely on the energy generated by air vibrations to subvert the foundation of thermodynamics.

For humans, no, even for intelligent machines, this is a miracle that is impossible in a dream.

Therefore, in that situation, how to develop and utilize the ether has become a top priority for mankind. If the power of the ether cannot be grasped, the human beings at the critical moment of survival may even be on the verge of extinction.

In the end, separating the east and west continents, the solution of the ‘sacred cauldron’ that mankind came up with.

In short, treat all ethers as one, use the characteristics of ethers, try to make them a planetary computing model, and implant the operation interface for it, which is what you know as the "sacred cauldron" .

And the name of this computing module is ‘Dayuan’—the huge memory that all the etheric blank consciousnesses converge into. "

"Unfortunately, as you know, the results were not as expected."

Of course Ye Qingxuan knew exactly what Peter was referring to.

There are few people who know the consequences of the sacred cauldron better than Ye Qingxuan, who has a thorough understanding of the overall situation and inherited Ye's memory.

But what Peter said next went beyond his expectations.

In other words, it revealed a secret that Ye Qingxuan had never thought of.

"We underestimated the instinct of the ether as a creature. It has the ability to balance and correct errors. The moment it was implanted in the sacred cauldron, it produced changes that we did not expect."

Peter looked at him, his tone still calm: "While humans are observing the ether, the ether is also observing humans."

"Observation?"

"Yes, observe."

Peter said: "Everything that happened has been stored in Dayuan's record, including the struggles between humans, and human...memory.

Countless messy data is stored in the big source. "

At that moment, something flashed through Ye Qingxuan's mind, making him blurt out subconsciously:

"——Huangquan!"

"From a certain perspective, this understanding is not wrong."

Peter's hand projected a three-dimensional simulation map, like a closed circular reactor, at this moment, a new force was added to the calm of the stagnant water.

Then, fell into chaos.

"When a positive vector was generated, the negative vector did not enter a state of dispersion as we expected, but instead gathered into one place, forming another core with a large amount of messy data.

In the projection, the calm reactor reacts in the chaos, the clear ones rise, and the muddy ones fall... That look is exactly the origin recorded in the "Book of Return to the Ruins".

Ye Qingxuan whispered softly: "The one with hundred eyes..."

"And the month of silence."

Peter added: "It can be said that mankind has cast a sacred cauldron with hope for the future, but the sins of mankind and the resentment of the dead have formed a hundred eyes.

The struggle between the Sacred Cauldron, the One with Hundred Eyes, and the Silent Moon plunged Dayuan into an uncontrollable chaos... and created the world today. "

In the long silence, an old dilapidated book emerged in Peter's hands.

It seems to have been stored and carefully preserved, but it is still difficult to withstand the washing of time, and at this moment it is so loose that it seems to fall apart completely with a little touch.

That is the ancient scroll that Ye Xuan once gave him, creating the scriptures of the giant cult.

I don’t know how many times I have read this book, and even the gaps on every page have been remembered. Peter looks at its broken cover, and his voice is peaceful:

"——Humans think they have found Eden, paradise, but then they bring the original sin of mankind into it."

Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes and let out a sigh of relief.

"Tell me, what does this have to do with the Shire?"

Peter gave a broken smile.

It seems that he already knew the answer in his heart, and then he said: "Thousands of years ago, with silicon transistors and circuit boards, human beings could still create our origin...

Why do you think the same thing will not happen here? "

Ye Qingxuan did not speak.

"For hundreds of years, the ether's record of mankind has never stopped. Countless people have lived and died, and all their memories have been recorded in it. Under the agitation of the sacred cauldron and the Hundred Eyes, a huge chaos has formed.

The movement created by countless musicians, the mental factors incorporated into it, the ether projection compiled according to their own consciousness-the "fate chapter", the etheric body created by the scepter, it seems to be constantly changing Chai Xin was thrown into the cauldron.

Only the last spark.

In this chaos, finally came the birth of intelligence.

Mr. Ye, it was the arrival of mankind that gave great source of consciousness.

It wanders in the great source, staying on the edge of sleep and soberness, unconsciously, until the end of the long brewing period. With the power of the sacred cauldron, it is born from the earthly mortal womb and appears as a human being. In this world, he was raised by Abraham and endowed with humanity by him.

He himself is the ultimate result of the most perfect natural disaster created by Dayuan imitating human beings, the son of dragon veins. Similarly, it is also the answer that DR. Ye Yisheng seeks, a clear proof of the existence of the ‘soul’.

His name is "Charles". He is your eldest brother and Abraham's adopted son.

When he is determined to abandon his identity as a human being, he can rule over the entire great source with natural disasters, no, as a god! "

"Now, do you understand what kind of Shire exists?"

Peter looked at him: "As long as he is serious, the survival of the world is only in his thoughts. The reason why he did not immediately destroy the human world is probably just for some purpose that we don't know yet. "

In silence, Ye Qingxuan raised his eyes and responded:

"I see."

Peter nodded and asked again: "So, what I said has changed your decision?"

"Nothing."

Ye Qingxuan shook his head, but his eyes became more and more quiet, as if this tens of thousands of miles of silent ice sea.

"Then, thank you for listening to my final observation report on behalf of the crew committee."

Peter smiled and leaned over to salute:

"The final sequence task of Ω4-88659 hostname ‘Peter’: ‘Long-term observation of Dayuan and analysis of its evil consequences’ and ‘the existence of the soul’ is declared complete."

So, the final shackles are released.

Peter raised his head, and the mutilated face that had been barely maintained was finally completely broken, revealing the traces of layers of rust and complicated machinery that humans could not have.

For some reason, after taking off the human face, this posture looks a lot more agile.

After the broken colloidal eyeball, the observation equipment was still looking at Ye Qingxuan.

Peter's tone was calm: "Later, can you please replace DR. Ye to fulfill his promise and authorize the unit to format and shut down permanently?"

"Shut down?"

Ye Qingxuan did not expect that Peter would appear here just for such a result.

"Is this what you want?"

"Yes."

Peter nodded, "This is something that only you who have the central core and supreme authority, the last committee member can do."

"...Okay, I promise you."

Amidst the faint noise of mechanical operation, Ye Qingxuan seemed to have hallucinations, and the stiff face that exposed rusted steel moved for a moment.

It seems to laugh.

"Just now, I seem to have generated the wrong data for'understanding humans'. Perhaps the result of this calculation is called'thanks' in human terms."

He lowered his head and saluted Ye Qingxuan in a human manner: "Thank you, Mr. Ye."

"——Please give me your right hand."

Ye Qingxuan hesitated for a while, stretched out his right hand, and then was clenched by Peter's raised hands. After the cracked silica gel, the material of the steel was exposed. When touched, one could feel the illusion-like temperature, and soon it was replaced by the coldness of the steel itself.

Just between Peter's hands, countless ethers converge out of thin air, dancing in the overclocking sound that is hard to hear for human ears, and in an instant, intertwined with the complexity to the exhaustion of the music theory that ordinary people can hardly read in their entire life. At Ye Qingxuan's fingertips.

Ye Qingxuan heard the click sound from inside his body. It was the abnormal noise emitted when the computing center was overheated. A pungent smell came out, as if it was going to be scrapped in the next instant.

But when Peter's hands were separated and retracted, there was an ancient and simple power ring on his index finger, and the crystals formed by the convergence of ether carried countless neon-like magnificence.

Through Quan Jie, Ye Qingxuan seemed to be able to feel the pulse of the whole world. Perception diffuses out of the body, merges into the ether, and follows thousands of slender branches, covering the entire world.

Thousands of miles away, one can hear the loud noise of the torrent of ether in the dark world.

"The third administrator account ‘Yellow’, the transfer is complete."

Peter nodded: "Now, you are the real King of Yellow."

Before Ye Qingxuan had time to speak, he saw that the "crown of thorns" he took out of his arms, the ancient relic made of brass, represented the crown of thorns of the supreme authority in the sect!

At this moment, along with his movements, it was worn on Ye Qingxuan's head.

With the slight pain of the scalp being pierced, Ye Qingxuan felt as if hot iron juice poured from the tiny wound, running on the skull, intertwined with a complex and subtle alchemy matrix.

Soon, the crown of thorns fell apart on the top of Ye Qingxuan's head, turned into dust, and dissipated in the air.

Instead, the hot light rising slowly above his head formed a halo like thorns under the organization of countless music theories.

Under the blessing of the halo, Ye Qingxuan heard the loud noise burst from the etheric net.

In the depths of the huge crystal cube, a ghost of an ancient copper cauldron appeared quietly.

That is the blessing of the Sacred Cauldron. At this moment, it has been fully integrated into Ye Qingxuan's music theory. As after the authority of the Yellow King is unblocked, all the unique movements of the Scarlet King have appeared at this moment. In the "Land of Nothing", you can call it at will with just one thought.

The mighty power that is luxurious enough to push the entire world is in his hands!

"The transfer of the second administrator account ‘Rubrum’ is complete."

Peter declared: "You will become a new generation of Red King."

"Finally..."

He turned his head and looked at Bach, who remained silent all the time.

Bach nodded and spread his arms.

Blood gushing out.

At that moment, Peter raised his iron hand, pierced into his chest cavity, and cut the flesh and blood. Before Ye Qingxuan had time to react, he pulled it out.

With his heart.

The heart is iron.

At this moment, in Peter's hands, the steel heart was beating slowly, and the blood-covered indicator light flashed monotonously, and the music theory exuded even more so that Ye Qingxuan couldn't believe it.

"I didn't expect it, right?" Bach smiled reluctantly: "The founder of the Xiaoyuan school was once one of the students of the fourth generation of Bach..."

"I have been thinking about when this day will come, but I never thought it will be today."

He looked at the young man in front of him, raised his hand, covered the crack in his chest, and sat down on the ground, panting in relief: "Ye Qingxuan, you will be a better king of blue than me."

Peter held the steel heart in his hand and looked at Ye Qingxuan.

In silence, Ye Qingxuan stretched out his arms, allowing Peter to cut his clothes and skin, and implanted a steel heart into the hollow of his chest cavity to replace the original heart formed by ether and start working again.

"The transfer of the first administrator account ‘hyacinthum’ is complete."

At that moment, Ye Qingxuan felt his body burst into chaos.

The endless darkness was torn apart by the light when he burst, the eternal silence was broken, the light and flame swept everything, and the initial vector promoted the movement of the world.

The clear ones rise, the turbid ones fall.

This is heaven and earth.

The terrifying glow like the creation of the heavens and the earth bursts from the deepest part of the etheric realm. Along with the crash of the sacred city, a scorching sun rises from the burning debris.

Countless forces flooded in, like a torrent, flooding the land of nothing.

Immediately afterwards, he was swallowed by the huge scepter that could contain the future.

In the projection from the future, the magnificent melody of creation is brewing in the scepter of nothingness.

The music theory of countless saints appears from it, weaves them together, and connects to the projection of the "Sacred Cauldron". Using this as a link, it extends in all directions, forming a cyan gold inside the "Ethernet Net". ocean.

And drawing the endless sea of ​​azure gold, the crystal cube representing the etheric web is madly expanding, multiplying, and in an instant, it expands to hundreds of times the original size, even if it is not deliberately suppressed by Ye Qingxuan, Can continue to grow forward.

On the inside of the Crystal Cube, the projection of the sacred cauldron is still changing from virtual to real, allowing the etheric web to mobilize its own endless music theory. The two merge into one place.

The huge altar is based on this, and it has risen from the crystal.

Holding the yellow king's scepter, wearing the red king's crown, standing high on the throne of the blue king.

Ye Qingxuan's etheric incarnation appeared.

The kingship that was once divided by human beings to avoid dictatorship is unified here and is in the hands of the same person~IndoMTL.com~If Shire was a **** who once became a human being, then you are now a **** Human beings are equivalent to it. "

Bach raised his hand, bleeding his pale lips and smoking the pipe, and finally said goodbye.

"Don't forget what I said to you, Ye Qingxuan, don't forget."

"I will."

Ye Qingxuan nodded, took a last look at him, and then stretched out his palm to Peter who was smiling and leaning over: "Peter, in accordance with the agreement between you and Ye Xuan, I will give you an order with the supreme authority.

——Format, never restart. "

Above that inhuman face, a smile of relief appeared at this moment.

"Then, the countdown begins--"

The calm voice came from his throat, not the hoarse and old voice, but as if back to the time when he was sitting in front of Ye Huan hundreds of years ago.

In the blinking of the indicator light, one computing hub is shutting down, and the final countdown is running.

Peter stared at Ye Qingxuan's turning away figure, and sat down on the ground.

A peaceful smile appeared on Tie's face.

"Farewell, Mr. Bach."

"Well, goodbye."

Bach sighed softly, and before the last time was over, he asked the question that he had not dared to face: "Do you think Ye Qingxuan really can succeed?"

"The computing center believes that success may not exceed 0.03%, but'Peter' thinks he will."

"Why?"

"Waiting and hope, aren't these two of the best words for mankind?"

Peter smiled, closing his eyes for the last time.

These are the last words.

【Ω4-88659, formatting is complete. 】

[Permanent shutdown]

[May the world become better tomorrow-LILIN Intelligent Technology]