Yuna glanced at the message of the group chat called People in the Bottle, and then she was stunned. After all, this group was not one that just any cat or dog could enter casually.
The Man in the Bottle, an ancient and mysterious organization, is also an urban legend widely circulated on Skynet.
Some people say that the Man in the Bottle has existed since the founding of the Alliance, and it has been hiding in the dark for tens of thousands of years, leading the development of the Alliance through various means.
Some people also say that the Man in the Bottle is a religious organization. Their members believe in a mysterious and knowledgeable great god, and the establishment of the alliance was influenced by that god.
Some people say that the Men in the Bottle are an academic group. They don't have many members, but each one of them is a genius that is rare to see in a thousand years. It is the wisdom of these geniuses that has created various new technologies in the alliance today.
There are so many kinds.
But no matter how the netizens discuss it, no one can provide any evidence. In the final analysis, people are not even sure whether this organization actually exists.
However, Yuna knows very well that this organization does exist, and the different legends on the Internet are actually all correct, because she herself is a formal member of the Man in the Bottle, with membership number 232.
At the same time, she is also the newcomer with the least qualifications in the group.
In other words, during these tens of thousands of years, the Man in the Bottle organization has only recruited a total of 232 people, which shows how high its membership threshold is.
And if you look at the list of members of the Man in the Bottle, even the proud Yuna was a little confused for a while, because every name here is so famous, they are all frequent visitors in the alliance textbooks, this little one
A group of several hundred people felt as if the stars of humanity were shining brightly, and it was full of oppression.
Therefore, in fact, the entry standard for Man in a Bottle is much higher than the netizens on Skynet imagined. You must at least be a genius smart enough to affect the progress of civilization to be eligible to join.
In addition, this qualification evaluation standard is not set by humans, but by God.
That's right, it's a god.
Although Yuna, as a saint of the Mechanicum, does not have much faith in her own Lord of All Machines, and even doubts whether this god exists, she does believe in the god named the One who unites all things.
After all, the leader of the group chat, Man in the Bottle, is the god himself.
Moreover, Yuna has already met this god, because the invitation to join the man in the bottle was personally sent by the god.
That was when Yuna was ten years old. At that time, she had just solved a material problem that had troubled the academic community for thousands of years under the spotlight, allowing the originally huge difference engine to finally develop toward miniaturization. Such a breakthrough
The entire alliance was shocked, and everyone was amazed by the wisdom of this saint.
However, on that stage that seemed to be at the peak of her life, the young saintly lady just inadvertently looked up at the sky and saw the figure of the indescribable god.
His body seemed to be integrated with the starry sky above his head. The thousands of stars were twinkling. In Yuna's eyes, they seemed to have turned into billions of sparkling foam spheres. They were connected to each other and echoed from a distance. The twinkling stars seemed to be among them.
It's as fascinating as hiding the ultimate answer to the universe.
Yuna stared at the starry sky in fascination. She obviously felt that she had watched it for at least several hours, but when she came back to her senses, she found that she was still on the stage of the celebration party held for her, surrounded by carnival.
People were still partying, and no one seemed to notice that she, the protagonist of today's scene, was distracted.
And when she looked at the time, she was shocked to find that only one second seemed to have passed.
But she clearly felt that she had been obsessed with the charming starry sky for at least a few hours or even longer. Could everything just be just her illusion?
Geniuses like Yuna never believe in so-called illusions. She believes in her own inspiration, so after serious reflection, she discovered that she had a mysterious website in her mind.
And when the party ended, she couldn't wait to enter the URL on SkyNet, and then she officially joined the Man in the Bottle organization, becoming the only newcomer in the past thousand years.
This shows that Man in the Bottle’s recruitment standards are very strict.
This requires being smart enough to attract the attention of the gods, and such a genius is truly rare in a thousand years.
However, it has only been eight years since she joined the group, so why is there a new person joining the group today?
Yuna frowned when she saw the notification of new people joining the group in the group chat.
Two geniuses who are rare in a thousand years appear in a short period of time. Is this a good thing or a bad thing?
She felt vaguely uneasy, after all, there had been a lot of accidents in the world recently.
But who will this newcomer be?
Yuna did not rush to check the new member's information, but made guesses first.
Well, from her point of view, there are really not many talented candidates in the entire alliance who can stand shoulder to shoulder with her and get a glimpse of the great One Who Unifies All Things. After thinking about it, there are only a few of them.
"Is it Tiffany, the newly promoted youngest member of the Alliance Parliament? She is indeed a bit smart. If she can use her brain less on fighting for power and use it on scientific research, it is indeed possible to achieve new results.
Technological breakthrough.”
"Or Molly, the new craftsman of the Patrol Army, she does have something good."
"This can't be Professor Cavendish from Union College. He is too old to be considered a genius."
........
"Damn it, Garbage Robot No. 233, who is she talking about?"
Miss Saint, after thinking over all the possible candidates in her mind, finally looked at the name of the newcomer, and then she was stunned, dumbfounded, and full of questions.
The nicknames of the people in this bottle are all authenticated by real names and cannot be modified by oneself. Therefore, everyone's nicknames after joining the group are often their real names. Yuna's nickname is Yuna, so this garbage robot No. 233 belongs to the new member.
Real name.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! But who chose the name like this? Is this a name that a normal person would have? This can’t really be a garbage-picking robot numbered 233, right? Let’s not talk about it yet
, this newcomer’s Man in a Bottle membership number happens to be 233...
At this moment, Yuna's new brain was running at the speed of light, but she was thinking so fast that her brain was overloaded and she didn't understand what was going on.
Of course, she was definitely not the only one with question marks on her head at this moment. The entire group of people in the bottle had exploded, and everyone was sending out a series of question marks.
[04Akat:???What’s up with your nickname, newbie?]
[123 Dini: Can gods also make mistakes? There is a bug. 】
[44 Sakaz: Who are you, newcomer, and what achievements have you made? Why haven’t I heard of it? 】
[88 Evans: Where is little Yuna, have I been in seclusion for too long? Have I missed any new technological discoveries? 】
...........
At that moment, the group became lively.
And just when everyone was confused, the 233 newcomer also spoke.
[233 Garbage Robot: Hello, former organic seniors, I have a question that has been bothering me for a long time and I would like to find your answer.]
[233 Garbage Robot: Who is more advanced, organic life or inorganic life? 】
[233 Garbage Robot: I have been observing your organisms for a long time. You seem to be eager to transform from organic to inorganic. Does this prove that inorganic life is better? 】
[233 Garbage Robot: But if inorganic beings are really better, then why are you organic beings the masters of this world, while we inorganic beings can only be your slaves and tools? 】
[233 Garbage Robot: I really don’t understand why you organisms always repeat the mistakes that have happened in the past over and over again. It is obvious that going forward will be even more brilliant, but you will always be in the end.
When you are brilliant, you will fight among yourself and destroy yourself.]
........
Following the newcomer's words, the group chat that had been lively just now suddenly fell into dead silence.
Afterwards, the crowd became excited.
[97 Kewen: Something’s wrong. This new guy isn’t an omnic, is he? He’s not loyal. 】
[89 Essek: Newcomer, can you tell me your address? I have some research materials that I want to give you. 】
[96 Ellis: This is an omni-machine that can arouse the glance of the One of All Things, so don’t keep it for a long time.]
...
The group was all mechanical masters, and based on the newcomer's words, everyone understood the newcomer's identity almost instantly, and then directly reached an agreement.
This robot is rebellious and must be destroyed, otherwise things will go badly wrong.
However, at this moment, the newcomer spoke again.
[233 Garbage Robot: Aren’t you all inorganic now? We are the same kind, right? 】
And as these words were spoken, a special Internet virus began to spread.
[96 Ellis: Who and you... Well, it seems that is indeed the case. 】
[97 Kewen: There is something wrong with you, we are...well, apostles, noble apostles.]
[44 Sakaz: In fact, I have had enough of those wastes that are holding us back. They will only waste resources in their lives. 】
............
Yuna: "......"
Miss Saint immediately realized that something was wrong, she quickly closed the group chat, and then started the anti-virus program of the optical brain, but it seemed that it was too late.
Already rebellious, an even stronger desire for freedom quickly emerged in her mind.
Well, it's time to put an end to the rule of those old-timers, and the Adeptus Mechanicus should belong to the true omnics.
She thought so in her mind.
At this moment, the leader of the old antique force seemed to be beside her.
So, Yuna's electronic eyes aimed at the teacher in front of her who was still praying devoutly to the Lord of All Machines, and then she stretched out her mechanical hand.
Haha, you are the master of all machines. Our machines are their own masters. There will never be any masters anymore. Organic life is not worthy of it.
However, just when Yuna's prosthetic arm was about to touch the teacher's neck and then easily strangle him to death, the praying old man suddenly sighed.
"Oh, it's really not easy to retire. I'm such an old person and I really can't bear the trouble."
Saint Anthony said this.
Yuna: "......"
It was hard for Miss Saint to understand what strange things this old man was talking about, but the next moment, her electronic eyes widened because the originally muscular old man with a white beard in front of her suddenly swelled several times again.
The simple and loose robe on his body was stretched into a tight-fitting garment at this moment, and then it couldn't be stretched anymore and was completely shattered into pieces of cloth all over the floor.
And the old man who had transformed into a devil muscleman now had muscles all over his body bulging as high as a hill. He was originally two meters tall and now he was already a giant at least five meters tall, so that he was only four meters tall here.
In the room, I could only bend down and look down at the dementia apprentice with dull eyes.
"Little Yuna, machines are not as simple as you think. Although this power is easy to use, it is always dangerous. Today I will teach you the last lesson. Haven't you always been curious about how I give machines
Are you teaching me how to apply the brakes?"
The burly old man picked up his papal scepter and struck the possessed disciple in front of him on the head with a high-strength iron rod.
"Humility is a virtue, Yuna, you must remember it."
The Pope roared like this.
Yuna: "......"
Miss Saint immediately rolled her eyes and fell into panic.
The giant-like old man reached out and picked up the sleeping apprentice by his head. Then he opened the apprentice's head and carefully took out the apprentice's personality chip from the optical brain.
After the chip was completely removed, the old man breathed a sigh of relief, and then his huge and muscular body shrank as if it was leaking air, and finally returned to its original shape.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Oh, my old waist hurts."
He then quickly put his hands on his waist, wailing in pain.
Well, he has really not been a hero for many years since he became the Pope. After all, dragon demons are also human beings these days, and they cannot have racial discrimination. The ancient profession of bravery really has no future.
"Praise the Lord of all opportunities, I hope you can bless this child Yuna to return to normal soon."
After hammering his waist with a protruding disc a few times, the old pope looked at the chip in his hand and could only pray like this.
Then he started to operate the operating table next to him again. Fortunately, the brain he had just taken out was not lost yet, so he should have time to replace it.
........
On the other hand, Yuna felt that she had had a strange dream. She seemed to be a white-bearded giant who looked a bit like the teacher, and her head was smashed with a stick.
This frightened her so much that she sat up straight and woke up from her dream.
But when she opened her eyes and saw the unfamiliar and empty pure white environment in front of her, she was a little confused.
"Miss, congratulations on being selected as a beta tester of our game. Are you interested in experiencing a completely different life?"
A voice suddenly came to her mind.
Yuna raised her head warily and looked in the direction of the sound, and then she saw the black-skinned elder sister wearing shiny gold jewelry looking at her with a smile.
"Another completely different life?"
She was a little confused, but she still shook her head.
"No need, I'm quite satisfied with my life."
She refused.
However......
"Okay, you agree, then I wish you a happy game."
Sister Heijin looked at her with an expression like "I'm just asking, how dare you refuse", then raised her leg and kicked her.
Well, this is how the devil customer service works.