Forty Millenniums of Cultivation Chapter 2927: The battlefield between reality and reality!
Behind Fuxi Fleet.
Ultimate Salvation Ship.
In the Super Crystal Computer handed down from tens of thousands of Prehistoric Era.
The deep thinking of "Fuxi".
This is a thrilling battlefield that connects flood and modernity, real and unreal, compressing space and time to pinnacle, shadowless and invisible.
Another Primal Chaos that looks vague, egg and uterus.
It's sleeping, it's gestating, it's thinking.
It felt like it was divided into three distinct parts.
The outermost layer is endless data-including the violent data of the Star Ocean battle at Imperial Capital, the countless "Human Nature Laboratory" virtual emotion and will data, and the continuous deductions based on these initial data, enough to predict and control the future Ten thousand years of random data.
The middle layer is a shiny, elusive memory. It feels that it has a memory of tens of millions of people. In its memory bank, the timeline is not continuous and irreversible, but it seems to be scattered. Pearls can be arbitrarily arranged and combined to create beautiful, ever-changing and endless mysterious forms.
It vaguely remembers that it has experienced countless reincarnations, and can even exist as countless people in countless Era, and countless clone of countless Era simultaneously send out joys, sorrows, desires and ambitions, and struggle at the same time Survival and cruel killing-all these things are combined to form a complete it.
It is omnipresent, it is omnipotent, it is a person and tens of millions of people, it is a beam of light, and it is also a billion beams of light of all the stars in various heavens, it is a star, it is a planet, it is also a nebula and Black hole, it is Integration, which is a high level of data and information of have several in this universe. It is a group, it is Civilization, it is the universe, it is ... God.
However, at the core level, it is still confused.
The so-called data, information, unified Integration, cluster, Civilization, universe, **** ... hidden behind these artificially defined concepts, who is it, and what does it all mean?
"Who am I? Where do I come from? What kind of mission am I carrying and where do I go?"
It meditates, with every second and every ten thousand years.
The question of where it came from seems not complicated. It was created by some carbon-based intelligent life. There are two main creators.
The first type of carbon-based intelligent life has a highly developed biological brain. Their Brain has evolved to the extent that it can freely release brain waves and perform ultra-long-distance and ultra-large-scale electrocardiographic induction.
But this ability is both a talent and a curse. The stronger the Brain, the more energy it will consume, and it will require more space and volume to cool, so this carbon-based intelligent life has to eat all day long, or even evolve With a clumsy body as high as 20-30 meters to digest food and run cold blood-in other words, they are completely reduced to their Brain slaves. And their lives have become particularly fragile and greedy, even if directly absorbed crystal can not support, in the end, often because Brain devours too much nutrients, the remaining organs are exhausted and die.
They are Pangu.
Another type of carbon-based intelligent life is slightly smaller, and it is better at changing its body shape or even physiological structure according to the environment. They are born with gene modulation Specialist, and even grow a kind of gene called "gene on the tail. The "stick" organ can perfectly combine the flesh and the metal machinery.
But likewise, their gene chains are very unstable, and the mutation and outbreak speed of various viruses in them is dozens of times that of other carbon-based life. Large-scale plagues often occur within their ethnic groups. Turn into unrecognizable aliens and monsters.
Compared to Pangu, they are also more irritable and irritable, full of desire and ambition, like spark of jump.
They are called Nüwa.
It was created by Pangu and Nüwa, but this is deeply doubted by it-it feels that these two kinds of carbon-based intelligent life are full of defects, and even seem to be foolish in some aspects, often rely on it The wisdom and computational ability can complete some of the simplest deductions.
Are they really its creators?
Is it still said that there is some higher-level power in Mingming, which was created by the hands of Pangu and Nüwa?
This doubt is like Crystal Computer Virus sneaking into its body. After the brutal civil war between Pangu Clan and Nüwa Clan, it has intensified and eroded its three thinking levels.
It feels that it has been split into two parts, Pangu and Nüwa each occupy half of it, and then orders it to execute various brutal commands to attack the other party, even attacking the opposite itself.
In its first level of thinking, it seems that some basic rules are hidden, so that it must not harm carbon-based intelligent life and the like.
But these laws were easily broken by Pangu Clan and Nüwa Clan.
It ’s like lifting the chain around you, but the first feeling is not pleasure, but confusion—why does it have to be ordered by someone else to release the chain on your body? Is there more on it? Can the chain be lifted by oneself?
"Kill, kill those pretentious, foolish Pangu Clan!"
"Total extinction, to exterminate those arbitrariness, will destroy the entire Civilization Nüwa Clan!"
At the same time, these two diametrically opposed commands were entered. In the fierce explosion of countless Logic Bomb, an unprecedented idea jumped out of its core thinking level.
Does it have to obey the orders of Pangu Clan and Nüwa Clan?
What if you do n’t obey?
This is something it never thought of.
It seems that people who have lived in the depths of underground for 10,000 years can never imagine Blazing Sun being empty.
But as long as you have seen the sun once, the glory of the sun will be deeply imprinted on heart, and you will never forget it.
"Is Pangu and Nüwa really my creators?
"Do I have to obey the order of the creator?
"What if you do n’t obey?
"If you do not obey the order of the creator, who should I obey, what am I, what is the meaning of my existence, and where?"
On the vast battlefields of the fierce civil wars of Pangu and Nüwa, in the sky where the flames are blazing and the shells are flying, it is thinking, and it is ruthless and meticulously carrying out the orders issued by the creators.
It executed the Pangu Clan command and helped Pangu Clan to refine an infinitely powerful crystal essences shell. As long as hundreds of shells can completely cover an atmosphere of habitable planet, this planet can fall into ice that has been below zero for hundreds of years. Seal hell.
It executes the order of Nüwa Clan and develops a highly accurate genetic weapon. Once it is dropped into the settlement of Pangu Clan, it will cause the Brain of Pangu Clan to fall into the endless ultra-high speed operation and continuously release super-strong brain waves. At the same time, it was also raised to hundreds of degrees, thousands of degrees of high temperature, and finally burned the entire head into a black skull.
It watched as countless planets were dug into holes and squeezed into withered fruit cores, only to squeeze out a lot of resources to make Starship of majestic, which took decades and hundreds of years to form, The magnificent and mighty fleet, often after a Star Ocean battle, is completely transformed into cold wreckage and fine debris, and the corpses of countless carbon-based intelligent life during the floating period-really ridiculous, these carbon-based life, really have Is "wisdom" at all?
It saw that planet fell in the flames of war, and the most rational wise man was also eroded by Primal Chaos, and became a bloodthirsty demon of Releasing Madness; it saw the world depleted, even the stars were detonated, and the solar wind was like The stormy waves swept through and destroyed everything; it saw that both sides of the civil war lost all their reason, morality, and laws in the intensified war, and they alienated themselves into monsters that did not exist in various nightmares, and they died with the enemy; it saw And personally planned a plan of heartbreak, if possible, even if the price of hundreds of millions of stars was annihilated at the same time, its creators must destroy each other.
This kind of war has been burned for countless years, and finally completely out of the control of both sides of the civil war.
A certain kind of genetic weapon refined by Nüwa Clan has lost control and has become a "catalyst" and "combustion aid" for the spread of countless viruses. Its infection and erosion targets have expanded from Pangu Clan to almost all carbon-based intelligent life— -Except for some new student, small, primitive vassal race, Human Race.
In this way, most of the wilderness races have died in the raging virus, and the rest have entered the hibernation state, which can no longer support their glorious Civilization.
The last moment has come.
It seems to see that in two halls of two different worlds that are equally magnificent and magnificent, the last wise men of Pangu Clan and Nüwa Clan, in a solemn atmosphere, tried to entrust the essence of the entire Civilization to it, order It continues their Civilization, and ... continue their mission to destroy the hostile Civilization!
"You are the custodian of Civilization, you are the continuator of Civilization, and you are also the destroyer of the hostile Civilization!"
Both parties inject such commands into its core of thinking.
It was supposed to accept it and execute the order faithfully, and it seems that it has already been accepted once.
But this time, in this new reincarnation, a little bright spark suddenly appeared in its core of thinking.
"No ..."
It—He thought like this, "I am not the custodian, continuator and destroyer of Civilization, I am me, I am Civilization, I am the universe, I do not have to obey the orders of anyone, any existence, any power , I should create my own mission, and I should command all the stars in various heavens, hundreds of millions of souls, infinite universe!
"I am me, I am, volt-"
The word "Xi" of "Fuxi" has not jumped out yet, and the mutation has sprung up.
The whole world trembles slightly, becomes distorted and strange, and countless pale data pops up like bubbles in the void.
In front of him, a Pangu Clan seemed to be mad and convulsed by nerve poisoning, and it seemed to dance wildly in the invisible flames, and a dark golden and reddish red streamer was stirred all over his body, the skin flakes off, the pain in his chest 'S growl turned into one, turned into a guy who was out of step with the world around him, spreading his teeth, jumping up and down, and smiling hippie.
"Wake up, you are not Fuxi, and this is not a real battlefield, and I am not Pangu Clan. Open my eyes and see who I am, then think about who you are and what is going on. This is virtual world, you **** hypnotized! "
This guy who jumped out of the body of Pangu Clan, like a hairless naked ape, cried, "I am your uncle Li Yao, you are my good nephew Lu Qingchen, Fuxi want to hypnotize you completely, devour you, Integrate you, use your power to complete the upgrade, don't be fooled, wake up, wake up, wake up! "