The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 96: The Last Day (Part 2)

"We assume this way." Lemuel said thoughtfully, "The purpose of the start of the'world' itself is not to build a second home for mankind. A group of guys in gtc who believe in the doomsday want to make it forever From this perspective, the Brotherhood of Scarlet Owl you mentioned is absolutely inextricably linked to the undercurrents within gtc."

"I can understand the spirit entering the game, but how to save the body." Shamsher asked,

Xiao Liping took off his glasses, took out a handkerchief and wiped them on: "This is a mature technology. It does not take up too much resources to reproduce a personality. The brain can be perfectly simulated. The body is not necessary. Actually The Catholic Church believes that the flesh is the carrier of all greed and evil. I don’t know the opinion of the Vatican. The ascetic pope like the Council of God will definitely welcome the practice of abandoning the flesh."

"Tell us about our role in the ‘world’, this is really not like a game." Gu Tie suggested,

Sakir said timidly: "I am the cook of the noble family of the war castle in the Ebenezer Republic on the back of the western continent... As of now, my life is peaceful, and I am having a relationship with the young master of the old man's house. Love, while under the pressure of war, the Zavi people are already on the ground."

Everyone laughed, but they all knew the homosexuality of the American astronauts, so they didn’t make any jokes,

"I am an astrologer apprentice in the Western Continent. Now I have gone to the Southern Continent. I have encountered a lot of weird things. I don’t know what I’m doing now. Speaking of which, I think my game personality is a bit strange, a bit...no Controlled appearance." Gu Tie scratched his head,

"I'm also in the south." Xiao Liping glanced at him, "A member of the underground rebels of the Vedic kingdom is working hard to overthrow the rule of Brahma."

"A stargazer on the towers of the ancient kingdoms of the Eastern Continent." Shamsher said, "have some contact with the astrologer, Adam."

"Stargazers, do you look at the stars every day?" Gu Tie asked,

"Observe the starry sky, predict what is about to happen, and make decisions for the emperor." The Indian woman said,

Gu Tie immediately shook his head and said: "It's not the same at all. Astrologers are actual combatants who shout and scream, and predict the future is despised."

Remuel said: "The Northern Continent, the northern elven branch that has been trapped on an isolated island in the center of a huge magma lake for a hundred years, has recently built a small boat that can travel in magma, and is ready to go out and explore the outside world. ."

Everyone looked at the tall and handsome Nordic, and felt that this character was tailor-made for him,

"I said, I said, I am the king of a small country, hahahaha, just won a war, won three castles and 5,000 acres of land, and will soon declare war on the next neighboring country." Ma Trier yelled and danced, the yellow pompom on his hat hopped funny,

"Where is it." Xiao Liping asked,

"Confidentiality." The African replied happily,

The partners did not comment tacitly, only Shamsher snorted contemptuously from his nostrils,

"My role... can't tell." said Cargil in the shadows,

"Well, two questions, first, can we gather together in the game, and second, whether we gather together in the game is of practical significance." As usual, Xiao Liping is the person who asked the question.

The room was silent for a while, "It's difficult, no." Gu Tie replied,

"On the basis of a few of us, in the absence of rights and resources, we traveled all over the second world with backward transportation and merged into one place." Lemuel shook his head, "The premise for answering the second question is that we should deal with it. The actions of gtc doomsday, how do we face the hostile prophet?"

"Ah, I'm not the only prophet anymore. This feeling is really frustrating." Matrell sipped his wine,

Shamsher yelled: "Go play your war game, superficial Nigro-Bantu."

The presidents of China and the Philippines obviously did not understand the words of anthropologists: "Who."

"A black man from a small place." Gu Tie translated,

While everyone was talking about it, the pure white room suddenly trembled violently. There were many jagged horizontal ripples in the space, the light flickered and dimmed, and the four walls shattered, revealing a strange colorful luster. All phenomena show that the data structure of this virtual space is collapsing,

"What's going on." People naturally turned their gazes to Gu Tie, and the owner of the space had an incredible look: "We are under attack... Consume..."

Only Xiao Liping looked confused. The space he was in was real. The room on the ground floor of the courtyard house in the suburbs of Beijing remained calm. Even the frequency of the light-emitting panels on the wall has not changed. In his eyes, six partners There was a short flicker in the virtual image of, which can be said to be a normal phenomenon of holographic projection in an era when the network is still underdeveloped. Now that the new quantum network East Asia routing has just been established, Xiao Liping feels that this is not abnormal at all,

"Wait, wait..." Gu Tie raised his hand to signal everyone to calm down. He quickly read the data log of the encrypted space. At the same time, he mobilized a large amount of timing from the Pure Land to invest in the virtual space. He found some strange data. A point consumes a lot of resources like a black hole,

The light in the entire space disappeared, the sound disappeared, and the feeling disappeared. The seven people sat in complete nothingness, and they could only feel each other's existence through the signs of data connection.

After a long and endless moment, the light appeared, the sound appeared, the sensation appeared, the tremor of the space turned into ripples and slowly disappeared, the walls returned to their original shape, and the fissures in the air gradually calmed down and became pure white. The world seems to have not been hurt at all, and is still quietly guarding the betrayal’s seven partners,

"What happened." Xiao Liping looked a little inexplicable, "Your signal seems to be unstable."

The river of data rushed in front of Gu Tie. He suddenly covered his chest and waved his hand to disperse the data stream. His eyes were frozen on a certain point in the space, and he was speechless for a while,

"Hello." Mattrill moved his **** and poked Adam, who was completely stunned. "It's dead, do you want to drink a sip of distilled wine mixed with magic potion, although the computer can't reproduce the magic potion. Magic power, but don’t know why, you can feel the shaman’s spells running around in your body, destroying dirty things."

This time, Gu Tie did not refuse. He stretched out his hand and slammed the bottle in Matrell's hand. He poured a few mouthfuls, the implanted chip released the ethylene glycol anesthesia signal, and his nerves became dull. He got up and gradually recovered from the great shock. It took a minute for him to speak with difficulty: "That, that..."

The friends present here have never seen Gu Tie so gaffe. No one urged him. Xiao Liping frowned and looked at his strange companion.

Gu Tie raised his finger to motion everyone to raise their heads,

Everyone looked up in surprise,

"Ah..." Shamsher covered his mouth, strangling his throat with a half-scream,

The bright red number jumping in the air changed, the fourth digit stopped rotating, and the calculation that lasted for two years finally reached the reading of fate in the dark, the date of the doomsday judgment has appeared,,, if this string of dates is It is indeed the end of the world,

xx.xx,

2053,

2053,

When everyone stopped thinking and acting out of shock, Gu Tie flicked his fingers, and a line of green numbers appeared below the red countdown day: 2052.11.5,

"It's 15 o'clock on November 5th, GMT." He said grimly, "The best result, we still have a year and two months, and the worst result, the history of the world is left. Next fifty-six days."

"...give me wine." Xiao Liping, who didn't touch the wine, stretched out his hand, and Matrell immediately hugged the distilled wine bottle: "I need it more, you get it yourself."

Gu Tie raised his palm, and a bottle of hard liquor rose in front of everyone. According to his preferences, everyone was allocated a bottle of Scottish single malt whiskey, and only a 20-year-old bottle was prepared for Old Xiao Red Star Erguotou,

Everyone unscrewed the bottle at the same time, pours the golden yellow syrup into the gurgle, and the shadowed Cargil still sat quietly with his knees, "At the beginning, we thought of this result, why should we be so nervous? Yeah." He commented lightly,

"It's one thing to guess, but another to see." Gu Tie wiped away the wine from his mouth, "Like human beings, they are doomed to death from the day they were born, seventy, eighty years old. , Or twenty-five years old, who knows, everyone is alive with deep fear in their hearts, but ignorance is the best hypnotic, so that we can eat and sleep, can have fun in time, and don’t think about promises. During the death period, if one day the **** of death sends someone a hot stamped invitation letter with the exact date to take you to the **** ball, no matter if we are 80, 90 or 35 years old, even if we live longer, We will also be tortured and exhausted by this date. When we don’t know the date of death, we jogging leisurely in the park, and we can enjoy the scenery before we exhaust ourselves; after knowing the date of death, we will participate in a game in the stadium. No one stipulates that you can’t listen to music, drink water, or sing songs in a five-kilometer race, but no matter what, every step forward, the finish line is close to one point. This feeling is definitely not beautiful."

Shamschel suddenly laughed lowly: "If it were the end, the ecology before the day of destruction is the best research material for group psychology... I will be awarded the Nobel Prize for this... …"

Matril stood up awkwardly, "When will the meeting end, I still have something to do... If there is no war, it will be too late. Before the end of the world, at least I will beat Chad down...and in the game That nasty little country."

Xiao Liping took off his glasses wearily: "Don't worry, we have to discuss the next action, Sakir, you are the convener of this meeting, you can say something."

The American astronaut looked at the wine bottle in his hand, opened his mouth, but failed to make a sound,

In fact, no one knows what is appropriate to say at this time, so he chose to be silent next by coincidence,