Forty Millenniums of Cultivation: Iron Fist enemy (sixty-two) projection

"What does this mean, I, I do n’t believe it!"

Guth only felt a huge desolation and sorrow running through his body, like a flash of lightning, from his Heaven Spirit Shell to the hips, nailing him to the space.

He was trembling, unable to be angry with himself, swing down screamed furiously at his creator with his fists, "I am a" random variant ", a rare existence, so what about my sister, my parents?" , All my loved ones and friends, as well as so many believers of mechanical and steam gods, all of them living in the world of boxing gods, what are they, and do they have no life and soul? "

"No."

Fist King sighed, "It may be cruel to say that, but I don't want to lie to you-whether your sister or your parents, or most people living in the world of boxing gods, they are virtual people, they are data. The arrangement and combination of their emotions, sorrows, joys, sorrows and desires are all set long ago. Their so-called life is a long puppet show. All the reactions they give you are no different from parrot learning. Parrot learns even worse.

"I know you do n’t want to believe such a desperate fact, but if you think about it, you do n’t have any evidence to refute-how do you know that every word your sister said is really from her free will, not The setting of the program? As long as the database is large enough and the feedback logic is subtle, the virtual human can be as vivid and vivid as the real Human Race. "

Gus is out of anger.

I wish I could blast the **** creator.

"What about me?"

Gus screamed, "I am real, I have a real soul, I am not a virtual being, I am the biggest proof-since I am so, why my sister, my parents and everyone, None of them are true, nor can they become true? "

"You ... is a miracle, a miracle of life."

Fist King said, "Like the boiling, chaotic original planet, in the ocean that is tumbling like magma, the inorganic materials collide wildly and irregularly, and they can collide with organic matter. The real life is as huge as the sand in the Ganges The data is constantly calculated, collided and arranged, and occasionally, the real soul of birth is not controlled by all algorithms.

"I'm sorry to wake you up to the soul and feel the real pain that a virtual puppet should not have felt.

"But at the same time, I was created by Human Race in the same way. My Human Race was created, and I did not ask for my will-for the same reason, I believe that there will be no parents in the world who are creating them. Before the crystallization of love, I will first seek the opinions of new student life, everything happened just like that.

"I hope you do n’t resent me for this, just like I did not resent my creator.

"But if you have to resent me, I understand very well that you have the power to resent it.

“I just do n’t want to, because of resentment and anger, you have lost your valuable thinking ability and fell into the trap of demons.

"Lu Qingchen is really not a good person. He is an extremely dangerous and extremely dangerous peerless murderer.

"He has no sympathy and pity for you, but treats you as a tool, a piece, and a chip.

"If you choose to cooperate with him in order to get rid of the puppet identity, or even put him under his control, it would be too ironic and sad."

Fist King is cordial and has a strong focus.

There is no intention to force Gus with the help of his Destroy the Heavens and Exterminate the Earth.

The teenager can clearly feel the sincerity and apology of the creator.

You can also feel the light from this magnificent Lingxiao Baodian (Heavenly Palace Peak) and shiny, flowing warmly in your body.

Gus could n’t hold it anymore, and he fell to the ground, at a loss.

Originally, under the deception of the devil, he has made up his mind to fight the world and his creator.

Even if it is destroyed, it must show all the pride of his soul.

If Fist King debuts, he will show a fierce and brutal attitude, and Gus will never succumb.

But in the face of such a Fist King, the youngster just insisted on consolidating for a long time and was shaken again.

"I, I don't know ..."

Gus ’eyes were filled with tears, as if he had turned into the little boy who had no direction. He murmured," I really do n’t know, you, what do you want? "

"I hope you can help me deal with Lu Qingchen."

Fist King said, "Gus, you are the only hope-not only for the boxing world, but even for Pangu Universe."

"What?"

Gus is incredulous and stutters, "Me, what can I do? Since you can find me, it means that you have also found Lu Qingchen. This is the world you created. You can modify the rules here at will. The ruler of one side and the world, you want to catch or destroy a demon, is it not easy? "

"Not simple, at least not as simple as you think."

Fist King said, "Why is Lu Qingchen a cunning demon, how can he easily reveal his true body? The one who appears in front of you is, as you can understand, just a projection of him, his shadow only. .

"Of course I can easily grab and tear this demon's projection, but his real body is still lurking on Iron Fist Ship, lurking in my neural field, even after a long and dark secret breeding, it becomes my heart's demon , Then there will be no end to it.

"So, I had to put a long line, catch a big fish, pretend that he has not locked his projection, hoping to seduce his real body, revealing clues."

"This, this ..."

Gus listened dizzy and subconsciously, "So, what can I do?"

Fist King is full of golden awns. A golden awn descends from the sky like golden magma, pouring into Heaven Spirit Shell of Gus, and condensed into a golden seed in the depths of his eyebrows.

"Huh?"

Gus blinked, as if he could see the golden seed of this shiny, sinking and floating in his mind, but did not feel anything wrong, but felt his head warm and comfortable.

"What you have to do is very simple."

Fist King said, "Cunning demons like Lu Qingchen will never jump out of the dark corners until the victory or defeat is decided.

"So, I gave him a chance to decide the outcome, let him think that he can completely erode my Brain, and then control my body-Pangu Universe's most powerful United Fleet.

"I think now he must be looking for the battlefield between the Iron Fist army and the steam army. He thinks that there is the most chaotic data and the weakest place for me. As long as you attack from there, you will definitely be able to a sword seals the throat, right?"