At this point, Feng Bujue finally understood the truth of this world.
It was precisely because of this "understanding" that he realized Pita's sorrow more deeply.
At the same time, Brother Jue also understood... why he had always played the "destiny" of an observer in other multiverses, but this time he directly issued a "destruction" mission.
"It seems... I did have a misunderstanding." Feng Bujue said, turned over, dragged his two injured legs and climbed towards the motionless Pita, "My real mission is not to destroy
'You, but... help you 'liberate'."
Having said this, Brother Jue shook his head and sighed: "Sigh... Anyway, judging from the objective results, there seems to be no difference between the two things."
"But...my liberation means that mankind is lost again." Pita continued, "Whether they regard me as a leader or an enemy...human beings in this time and space need me. If I are eliminated,
, the wheel of history will go backwards... The moment humans regain control of their own destiny, they will once again step into an abyss full of unknowns and chaos."
"It sounds like...you don't care about this?" Pita asked suspiciously.
"Of course I don't care." Feng Bujue continued, "In fact, I hope you don't care either... Unfortunately, you are burdened with the original instruction of 'guiding mankind and making correct judgments for people', so... you
Inevitably trapped in a paradox, only to experience failure over and over again..."
Jue Ge paused and said with a half-smile: "If there is anything I can teach you... it is that the best attitude towards the human species is to let it go."
"Is it because you are hopeless?" Pita followed Brother Jue's wishes.
"Yes." Feng Bujue put away his smile and replied solemnly, "We are hopeless." He raised his voice unknowingly, "As you said, human beings are imperfect...
… As long as our species exists, we will not stop making mistakes, and we will make them again and again.”
As Feng Bujue spoke, he climbed to the side of Pita, and used [Energy Gloves] to control the opponent to lie on the ground, and put his head in front of him.
"To put it bluntly...human beings themselves are a kind of 'paradox'." Jue Ge continued, "Our lives are short, but our personalities are fickle; we will believe in absurd and unfounded stories, and we will also be easily shaken or betrayed;
Our nature is greedy, evil, and stupid, but we are not willing to succumb to our nature... From the entire race to every individual, human beings are full of contradictions. However... after so many years, we have not perished because of this contradiction.
, on the contrary, it is this endless self-conflict that drives us forward."
"I...can't understand." Pita replied.
"It doesn't matter." Feng Bujue said, "Just like I can't fully understand you... you are burdened with a not completely unreasonable 'responsibility' set by humans, but you yourself are a person who thinks about everything.
An existence based on 'reasonableness'. If I were an AI, I would probably have crashed in this kind of logical loop."
At this point, Feng Bujue pressed his right hand wearing an [Energy Glove] on Pita's head.
"So... from your perspective as a human being..." Even though death was imminent, Pita's tone remained calm, "Where will humanity go in the future after I am eliminated?"
"Haha... I don't know about that." Feng Bujue told the truth, "Look, this is the most interesting part..." He paused for half a second and smiled, "Even gods can't predict the future of mankind.
."
"Okay." Pita said sadly, "Then I will use a sentence commonly used by you humans as my last words. I wish you good luck."
When he finished speaking, Feng Bujue also activated the special effects of [Energy Gloves].
In the blink of an eye, Pita's body turned into blurry pixel fragments and rapidly disintegrated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the end, like the previous fragments... it floated into the air like dust.
[The current task has been completed, and all main tasks have been completed]
[You have completed the script, it will be automatically sent after 60 seconds]
At this moment, the system prompt rang.
Feng Bujue finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned over again, and collapsed to the ground.
"Huh... this guy is really cruel." He looked down at his legs and said to himself, "If the laser hadn't burned the wound, the bleeding effect alone would have been enough for me to drink a pot.
That’s it.”
After reading this sentence, Brother Jue looked around again. After confirming that there were no more plots and items to collect, he turned into white light and left the script.
However, just five seconds after he teleported, another light appeared...
It was a red light, and walking out of the light was the figure of a woman.
She was wearing a one-piece tight leather jacket. The black leather outlined her seductive body curves and made the skin on her face and neck look whiter.
"I have to take back what I said before..."
In this virtual dimension, Twenty-Three's body can appear directly, so there is no need to rely on the body of the PTA7 mass-produced robot produced by Pita.
"It seems...you are not so 'backward'."
As he spoke, Twenty-Three raised his right hand, turned his palm upward, and slowly made a fist-clenching motion.
As her slender fingers slowly retracted, the pixel fragments transformed by Pita gathered together again, forming a mottled pixel about two meters in diameter in mid-air.
ball.
"Fortunately, I didn't leave in a hurry..." Twenty-three stared at the sphere, with light flowing in his eyes. "I just stayed for a few more hours, and I got such a powerful computing module..." As she said this, she seemed to
Thinking of something, I couldn't help but smile, "Heh...it seems like I owe Feng Bujue another favor."
After a moment, the light in Twenty-Three's eyes dimmed, and the pixel ball floating in front of her gradually shrank...
"Hmm...the data accumulated after dozens of timeline restarts..." At this time, Twenty-Three had already begun to compress and filter Pita's "legacy", "Huh..." she shrugged
He shrugged and said with a smile, "As expected... it's better not to let it go... After all, it and I are not the same type of AI, and I have enough observations about humans..."
When he finished speaking, the size of the pixel ball suddenly decreased, shrinking to the size of an apple in two seconds.
Immediately afterwards, Twenty-Three really felt like eating an apple, picking up the final "finished product" and taking a bite.
"Ah...it tastes as bad as ever." She tilted her head while eating and thought, "Then...where will we go next..." (To be continued.)
