"Ah... I really can't understand." Xiang Shan raised his head.
Xiaoba was sitting on the rock above him. At least that was the case from the "native" view.
The native asked: "Do you think Yawgmoth is such a person?"
"Don't talk to yourself, don't ask yourself." Xiaoba said, "Our memories are obviously exactly the same."
Yuan Yu held his forehead, looked at the rising moon on the horizon, and said: "Our memories are not complete. So far, only the memories from the 21st century until the 'Chivalrous War' have more memories."
Xiangshan only retained "knowledge" and "emotions" in his biological brain, but lost the memory of "experiences". The eighth Martial God's intended inheritance object is "another Martial God" - generally speaking
, the Martial God must have a relatively complete memory of the Martial Ancestor. Therefore, the Eighth Martial God only left behind memories that "profoundly shaped Xiangshan's personality".
Most of Xiangshan's ideas and concepts were formed before the Sublimation War.
The earlier it is, the richer it is.
Even with the addition of Tao Enhai's memory and the seized Six Dragon Sect hard drive, Xiang Shan's memory is still incomplete.
Xiaoba snorted: "Because memory has a large proportion in the 21st century, so you think that guy Yog is still my brother, and he may be a good person?"
"Sometimes, I still vaguely hope that there will be some kind of foreign enemy - such as the Oloran civilization or something."
Olorun, the creator of "Orunmila", "Obatala" and "Ogun" in Yoruba mythology.
In Project Rama, it is also used to refer to the manufacturer of the spacecraft "Ogun".
"Come on, Ogun's speed is very low. Judging from this flying speed, I don't know if it set off tens of thousands of years ago. If Ogun's creator, the Olorun Civilization, is not destroyed now, but continues to develop.
And now that they have come to the earth, there is no need for them to do anything. For such a civilization, 'conquering the earth' may not be as difficult as the summer homework for elementary school students." Xiao Ba said, "Besides, you should remember it carefully. Even if there is
Memories of the twenty-first century, your hatred for this person is definitely true, right?"
Xiang Shan held his chest and nodded.
"Exactly."
Xiao Ba said: "It is because of such madmen that such a world was created. Have you not forgotten how the Eighth Martial God revived in this era?"
The native shook his head.
"Why does a little girl have to trade her own life for this glimmer of hope?" Xiaoba sighed, "Because the world is too twisted. And I have every reason to believe that Yawgmoth Voigt is now twisted.
Already."
Yuan Yuan said calmly: "That's absolutely right."
"Now Yawgmoth is a tyrant. A tyrant, a tyrant, no matter what his beliefs are, the moment he seizes power and treats the world as a canvas, disaster will occur in the world." Xiaoba said, "Even if you have nobility,
As for the sacred faith, a tyrant remains a tyrant."
"Yes, I seem to remember this sentence." Yuan Yuan said, "Lao Jing told Xin Yu about Robespierre."
Maximilien François Marie-Isidore de Robespierre, a politician during the French Revolution, advocated universal suffrage and price controls on common foods, and successfully abolished them in the French colonies in 1794
Slavery. This man was of high moral character and had the reputation of "the incorruptible". Historians once described him as the defender of the poor and oppressed, the enemy of royalists and corrupt politicians, and the guardian of the French Republic.
But Robespierre is actually a difficult person to evaluate - evaluating him is like evaluating the French Revolution itself, which cannot be simply concluded.
Robespierre was a noble man, a beloved man. He was pushed to the throne of power by the people, but his noble beliefs became the poison of madness. The dissatisfaction caused by the previous faint king was suffocated by the people.
The chosen tyrant ignited and directed in a divine direction became the fire of madness in a premature age.
Of course, after this fire burned, it also left new vitality for the world.
"No matter what, a tyrant is a tyrant." Xiang Shan looked at the night sky, "No matter how much I don't want to admit it, I have to say that his idea has a little bit of beauty... According to my standards, this can barely be considered noble.
Believe it or not.”
"snort."
"Excluding 'tyrants'." Yuan Yuan said, "At least in the early 21st century, I don't agree with arbitrarily smearing the world with my own will."
No matter how noble your idealism is, you must plan rationally.
Suddenly, Xiangshan stood up.
There was a wireless signal on this rock, so he could see some of the surveillance inside Dazhai.
He just saw that Brad and Yada Li had finally eliminated many green forest minions by virtue of their own advantages, but were forced into danger by an enemy.
That is the strongest person in this green forest, the master.
Xiangshan's Gu this time was to "under the premise of identifying a specific target and the infected prosthetic body perform a specific action on the specific target", it interfered with some parameters and caused the movement of the infected prosthetic body to make a certain degree of random deflection.
And this "certain range" is also limited.
This Green Forest figure was obviously aware of this, so he hit the two Jianghu people on the edge of their bodies.
In other words, under normal circumstances, his fist would have brushed against the outer armor of the two young knights at an extreme angle.
However, when "random deflection" occurs, he has a certain probability of hitting the two young knights.
Xiang Shan nodded. This was a trick.
Even though he said that, most of this guy's attacks would be in vain.
Xiangshan's virus is equivalent to reducing his attack frequency to half of its original frequency.
"Isn't half enough? Those two young men stretched their hips a little too much... Oh, that's it."
After all, Brad was somewhat skilled, so he seized the opportunity to twist one of the green forest man's arms, then swung his knife and used the high-frequency wave blade to cut through the outer armor.
Yada Li helped in time and cut off the hand.
It looks like he doesn't need help.
When Xiang Shan saw the two of them, he quickly shed his iron brilliance.
The battle is almost over.
Xiangshan sat back down again.
Then, the native scratched his head: "But, he has indeed changed. If it was Yawgmoth Voigt in the early 21st century... he would definitely not do such a thing as 'blocking the paper'."
That should have happened in the Rama Project Park. At that time, there were still several months before the hacker "Zhurong" stole the information.