Fingers were tapping on the mechanical keyboard, writing information.
Then, Yang Jue casually glanced at the robot with a broken head, stretched out his left hand, and stretched out a slender multifunctional robot hand from the palm of his left hand.
He grabbed the robot's head, took out a chip from it, and inserted it into the computer host.
"Buzz!"
The screen flickered.
The next second, a thin old man with pale skin, wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and white hair sitting in a wheelchair was looking at Yang Jue lazily.
Behind him is a vast manor.
The water flows in a form that violates physics, from bottom to top, in the air and under the sun, wantonly and unrestrained.
"Sure enough, it failed again. You are really unpredictable. I am very curious, how did you find out that your female assistant was replaced?" The thin old man said dullly, a little disappointed.
"...Because she has no human touch about her." Yang Jue looked at the leader of the Double Star Company who had more than 300 underground floors.
"I see, I thought you were just a robot and couldn't feel anything human at all." The skinny old man laughed twice, and the light in his eyes flashed away.
"It's obviously you who brought the machinery and intelligent technology, why are you so repulsive?"
Yang Jue shook his head: "I don't reject the technology, I reject your usage."
"Isn't the usage... bad?" The skinny old man sneered, "Should we wait until the extinction of mankind?"
"Advanced aberrations can communicate, and even some great evils are intelligent. They are products of the instability of heaven, and the instinct of living things is to survive and reproduce. What they are doing at the moment is just needing more living space.
.”
"As long as we give them all the living space and as long as we don't threaten them, this endless disaster will stop."
Yang Jue interrupted directly, his beast-like eyes becoming colder and colder: "So, you decided to let all mankind abandon their physical bodies and upload their consciousness to the virtual world to escape reality?"
The skinny old man sneered: "Isn't it bad? The physical body will be diseased, will be affected by the forbidden area, will be born, old, sick and die, but the consciousness will not."
"Here, everyone can live forever, and everyone is their own god. Here, I can create everything, I can continuously copy my consciousness, and even create countless mes."
"And this only requires a hall and a large computer, and I can upload everyone's consciousness."
"Yang Jue, what's wrong with physical hardship and virtual ascension?"
Yang Jue's tone was cold: "Is this what you call coexistence? It's really fucking coexistence."
The skinny old man didn't care at all about the other party's foul language. Instead, he stood up and said excitedly: "Look, my legs are just fine in the virtual world. Look, I can adjust my skin color and appearance at will."
, even gender.”
"I can make water take the form of fire, I can make the earth turn into the sky, and I can make the sunlight turn red."
"I am omnipotent, I am boundless..."
"If I miss the real world, I can download the copied memories to the robot."
Yang Jue was silent for a moment and said: "I think the sun is green, which is more suitable for you."
"you……"
Before the other party could speak, he turned off the computer.
The blazing sunlight filtered through the large floor-to-ceiling windows and covered his black metal armor. Through the armor, he could not feel a trace of warmth.
…
"We, Scarlet Red, are a death fighting sect, the kind that... when we see aberrations and evil spirits, we must kill each other, and we will fight to the death."
"However, the five major forces are not monolithic. Each force has its own faction within it. Take your floating city as an example. The Blade of Dawn and the nobles are not all the same. Even among the nobles, nobles of various levels have their own ideas.
It’s different.”
"This gives some other small forces a chance to infiltrate."
In Xu Ye's mind, he recalled what Shen Xinghai had just said.
"Humanity is in danger, and humans are still fighting among themselves."
He shrugged, a little mockingly, but quickly relaxed his attitude.
The meal must be eaten in one mouthful.
The sequence needs to be improved step by step.
As for saving all mankind...let the tall guy do it first.
He also has his own strength.
After absorbing a piece of psychic energy, all four tentacles have grown, but why, it still feels like they are not fully developed.
According to Tiandao's interpretation, [Ephemera] is not an offensive talent, but more focused on dodge. The four tentacles can grab some items and effectively vacate and move during battle.
But Xu Ye always felt that his [Ephemera] was a little different.
He checked before and even found that no one had ever awakened this sequence talent.
This is a little strange.
"In this way, we can be considered as being part of the core of a force. At least someone can protect us, unlike your captain, who is too weak."
On the way back, Alice said happily and mocked Meng Chengfei.
When Xu Ye heard this, he suddenly missed his days in the team.
Although there are frequent pollution incidents, life is very simple and there is not much intrigue. The people in the team treat him like a child, just like his family.
The training camp has one day off per month, and you can go back to the team to check it out.
The dormitory has been cleaned.
Because of the distortion incident, the afternoon became a free activity.
When Xu Ye returned to the dormitory, he only saw Mo Bei alone in the room meditating.
Hearing the noise, he couldn't help but stop.
"Xu Ye, are you okay? Anderson just came here." Mo Bei adjusted his glasses and said worriedly.
"I just went to make a note, but what happened to your eyes?" Xu Ye asked curiously. The corners of the other person's eyes were bruised.
"This..." Mo Bei's ears turned red, "Just now, I was dragged by Dalong and the others to peek at the girls' training, and they were discovered."
"I really don't want to see the girls, I just want to know how they train. I heard that instructor Zhao takes them to practice extra, so they can't lose to us boys."
"Is it beautiful?" Xu Ye asked coldly.
"Piao...ah, no..." Mo Bei blushed and shook his head repeatedly.
"So you were discovered and then beaten up?" Xu Ye asked, throwing the peanuts from Shen Xinghai to Mo Bei.
The two of them were peeling peanuts and chatting about each other.
"It's not us, it's me... Dalong said, I am the mastermind..."
"You admitted it?"
"Well... Lu Mingwang said that to be a friend, you must first learn to take the blame..."
poor child.
Xu Ye shook his head, chatted for a while, and turned over on the bed, preparing to take a nap and get up later to visualize the picture of the blasphemer.
But when he came to the bed, his pupils suddenly shrank.
A note suddenly appeared near his pillow again.
"Meow—Xu Ye, we've seen a ghost!" Alice exploded.
Xu Ye squinted his eyes and calmly opened the note. There was still a sentence written in bright red fonts on it.
"If you dare to leave the training camp, I will kill you, hee hee."
