Act.9 Staring At The SunLooking at the scorching sun
Foreword:
After the dark night, the sun still rises.
——Ernest Miller Hemingway
[Part 1. Broken mouth]
Jiang Xueming stared at the hexagonal box on his arm. It was like a tumor, constantly absorbing the essence of flesh and blood to construct new shapes.
This is the prototype of the ven venom mechanism. Like vta · Vita Brand, it seems to be an infectious disease unique to high-pressure areas.
He stayed in Shinto Castle for more than four hours without any symptoms before. He was injured during the battle with Hayabusa, with burns on his left arm, abrasions on part of the torso, and a bullet penetrating wound on his right leg.
These exposed wounds absorbed the dust in the air. It should be at this time that changes began to occur in the body, and the venous mechanism gradually took shape.
"The panacea seems to have no effect on this thing. My body seems to regard it as a part of my body."
Xueming took D with him, and Maomao sneaked out and came to the warehouse of the semiconductor factory.
Here he checked the equipment on his body, filled the empty ring-shaped tooth needle with elixir, and kept ready for battle at all times. After doing all this, the Ven on his arm finally became a complete form.
At this moment, an inexplicable attraction pulled his right hand in pain——
——The ring finger suddenly changed, and the heart of steel seemed to be attracted by a strong magnet. He wanted to bring the finger to the forearm. When he heard the finger click, Xueming's face changed and he immediately took off the wedding ring.
The ven mechanism on the arm burst out with a strong electric arc, trying to take away this colorless stone!
Xueming held the Heart of Steel tightly with both hands, looked at this scene in surprise, and loudly called for Hunwei to help.
"Fragrant dream!"
"Here we come!" Iron Cat jumped out of the body and stared at the strange little box with curiosity.
The big cat dug out the pyroxene from Xueming's palm. The tough spirit body constructed by the magnetic storm air mass almost deformed the ring. The pyroxene jewelry was about to be scrapped under the squeeze of the strong magnetism and spiritual power!
"Oops! Oops! Gunsmith!" Fangfang Huanmeng shouted loudly: "If this continues, the ring will be damaged!"
Jiang Xueming shouted in panic: "My wife will be so angry that she goes crazy!"
Fenxiang Huanmeng found a handful of soft copper wire nearby, wrapped the steel heart tightly, and threw it more than fifty meters away!
A pale golden meteor rushed out of the factory building and landed on the concrete road outside.
Xueming's right arm shot out a bright electric arc, closely following the pyroxene jewelry, as if it could not be activated without this core ven. It was like a zombie that had lost its soul and was extremely dependent on pyroxene.
When the electric arc caught up with the heart of steel, the jewelry with copper wires flew into the sky again. Fragrant Huanmeng tried to stop it, but was afraid of hurting the fragile corundum and iron ring, so she could only watch the stone and ven become one.
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A Ming's body was affected by the impact. The copper wire wrapped with pyroxene almost broke his arm. The moment the Venn mechanism was powered on, he only felt dizzy. Various magnetic fluid readings appeared on the skin of his arm.
His elemental composition.
Fenfang Huanmeng watched this scene worriedly and did not dare to speak.
After about ten seconds, both Xueming and the spirit body heard an inexplicable sound.
[cough cough]
The timbre is very weird, as if Jiang Xueming's voice was trained and learned, and turned into an artificial intelligence broadcast accent.
[You are the product of the phenomenon of space-time disturbance. You are the spiritual body created by the interweaving and fusion of Ao Hen Mingde’s spiritual essence and Jiang Xueming’s spiritual body. If you want to use a simple and vivid metaphor, you have to incorporate the old man’s headband.]
[The gunsmith is Radhagun, b is the full moon queen, then you should be Rani.]
Fenxiang Huanmeng covered her face, she just finished the game last week.
"Oops! My wife is actually me?!"
[It can be understood that, after all, b is also the moon god in Egyptian mythology, so you should be the princess of the moon.]
Jiang Xueming's face was full of suspicion, and he raised his arms and stared at Ven. There was a steel bushing around the pure and colorless corundum core, which was the twisted and deformed form of the heart of steel.
[What's wrong? Don't believe what I said?]
Jiang Xueming: "Are you my soul?"
[That’s right! It’s an electronic brain built according to the structure of your brain and using the Riemannian thinking model.]
[I am another you, I am your living soul.]
[I know all your memories, have experienced all your experiences, and feel the same way as you.]
[Our synchronization rate is 100% - the same as your outrageous sextant panel data.]
Jiang Xueming's expression became very wonderful. To be honest, it was hard for him to believe that the soul in this venison was his own soul. This guy's mouth was too cruel.
[Don’t think I’m verbose, that’s the real you.]
[We have to remain aloof in front of others and show offensive mimicry, but I am hidden in your body. There is no need to be frightened or worry about survival and life. I have to open the skylight and speak frankly - your favorite way of communication,
It means explaining things clearly and simply, without detailing them, right?]
Jiang Xueming was shocked.
Fenfang Huanmeng quickly asked: "What about our cubs?!"
[Are you asking about Jiang Bai, Jiang Zhengyang, Bai Zhenzhen and Jiang Zheng?]
[Aren’t those Marika’s other children?]
Jiang Xueming wanted to bring the topic back: "Can we not mention the game?"
[Listen to you! But as your spirit body, I have to talk to this soul power about another thing - it is a very important thing.]
Xueming felt like a water and land dojo had opened in his mind, which became very noisy, and he also began to doubt himself.
Am I really a person who has a lot of inner drama? This is not normal, not normal at all.
On the other side, the undead and fragrant dreams in the ven are talking about strange doctrines.
[I will preach to you, our all-knowing and all-powerful King of War, our Holy Father and Savior—the Gunsmith.]
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! [He is both the Holy Father and the Holy Mother, and is the true God of the Trinity.]
[As Bishop Maomao, Aohun Mingde once said this——]
[——rry, having Jiang Xueming means you can do whatever you want.]
[So Fragrant Fantasy! You must listen to him. Most of his troubles in combat come from the inability to unite his body and soul.]
[That is to say, you cannot keep absolutely synchronized with him, your limbs are not always available, and your brain is not clear-headed.]
[You will always have a part of you that is proud, ruthless and virtuous. You are a naughty kitten who likes to run around.]
Speaking of this, Jiang Xueming seemed to have seen a ghost when he saw Fenfang Huanmeng squatting in front of him, lowering his head and nodding towards his right arm.
"Yeah, yeah! You're right!"
Jiang Xueming: "That's enough!"
[What’s enough?]
Xueming grabbed his right arm and looked around, fearing that these messy notes would attract the enemy. He always remained absolutely silent when acting alone. He looked at the engineering materials in the semiconductor warehouse, and then began to work.
Make yourself a Morpho suit.
"I said enough, why do you want to"
Xueming felt very strange, so strange.
"You want to preach to this guy? What nonsense are you talking about?"
The little finger also calls Guo Jiang Xueming this way - referring to the Holy Father and Holy Mother of the Crazy Butterfly Church.
[You know it, you know it in your heart.]
[Religion is the simplest and most direct way to control the spirit.]
[I'm just conveying this meaning for you, my other self! Please be more clear-headed. In this city, everyone has an incarnation. These ghosts have incredible creativity and can reveal the characteristics that have been hidden in your heart.
come out.]
Fragrant Fantasy was like a half-grown child, scratching his iron helmet with a puzzled expression on his face. When he heard this explanation, he suddenly became enlightened.
"Oh! This guy talks so interestingly! Gunsmith!"
Jiang Xueming pushed Fragrance Fantasy into the warehouse and asked the spirit body to knead the fabrics, tie the wires, and knit a set of Morpho clothes. He turned around and prepared to deal with the disobedient kid in his arms.
"Fragrant dream is still a child"
[Really? I don’t think so.]
"It has always been like this. It is full of curiosity about everything. It likes to play, like games, and like to make friends with strangers. This is its nature."
[The same thing Hayashiki said, children are always innocent, cruel and cold--with just a little guidance, they can become very good soldiers. Their learning ability is stronger than that of adults. They can understand the languages of various countries when they are infants and young children, but when they grow up
After that, I lost the ability to distinguish other languages, and only my mother tongue remained.]
[It still has its childlike innocence, which is a good thing.]
Jiang Xueming looked at the artificial intelligence terminal firmware in surprise, with deep fear emerging from the bottom of his heart.
This guy seems to really know everything, understand everything, and have a thorough understanding of his thinking.
[Jiang Xueming, I would like to call you Holy Father and Savior, and I will serve you with all my strength.]
[It’s just that I’m very unhappy. Why do you keep suppressing your heart? It seems that you have been silently enduring it all these years.]
The empty factory building was silent, with no sign of the fire brigade arriving or any pursuit.
[part2·local flavor a]
Xueming just sat cross-legged by the warehouse door, waiting for Fragrant Fantasy to knit a new battle suit for him, and listening to Ven's incessant complaints.
[I have experienced the story of e in your mind. It is a classic cool essay template. There are so many experiences and so much time, waiting for us to enjoy and experience.]
[When all this is taken away by fate, we should show jealousy and resentment, shouldn't we? Wrong?]
[That kind of divine power can almost dominate this time and space. Not to mention the current Shinto City, you will become a higher-dimensional god.]
Jiang Xueming: "If you mention this again, I will chop off your entire right arm."
[Okay! Okay! I won’t say any more!]
[It seems to have rubbed you the wrong way, Mr. Gunsmith.]
[But there is one thing you must never deny or escape from - we are born with a strong obsession with killing and taking the lives of others, right?]
Jiang Xueming didn't reply. He didn't know how to answer this question.
Before facing this matter squarely, he once thought about the symptoms that Bai Lu and Sister had experienced. When they pulled the trigger and smashed the enemy's head, they would have a strong sense of euphoria - that was the brain's reward for the kill.
A portion of oxytocin is allocated to the physical body.
[You don’t have this kind of positive feedback? Why?]
[You regard this kind of positive feedback as a disease in your heart - call it a "symptom". Do you think it is wrong for Bai Lu and the eldest sister to reveal the crazy and easy-to-kill attitude?]
Jiang Xueming: "I do think so, it will make my thinking rust."
[Aha! That’s why, my Holy Father and Savior!]
[I looked through the battle records with e again, and this powerful enemy who traveled through different time and space also had this symptom.]
[Only you don't. When you kill the enemy, when you destroy the target, when you complete the task, you have almost no emotional fluctuations. You will not be particularly happy just because the enemy is dead, nor will you relax your vigilance because the task is completed.
]
Jiang Xueming: "I, I hid it?"
[Yes, and it is hidden very deep, very deep.]
Jiang Xueming: "I have always believed that violence is a means, not an end."
[Talent is the most important purpose?]
Jiang Xueming: "Yes, the person himself is the most important."
[But what about the people you killed?]
Jiang Xueming: "Who are you talking about? Be specific?"
[You have thousands of lives on your hands, haven’t you ever thought that one day you will kill the wrong person? If you use violence as a tool, why do you kill people?]
Jiang Xueming: "I have a good leader. He is proud and ruthless and will never let me down."
[if]
Jiang Xueming: "There are so many ifs."
[But I want to say that the people in Shinto City are just like me. They can cry and laugh, have complete personalities, and have their own lives. They are forced to come to you and face your butcher knife.]
[They haven’t grown up yet. The ultimate lifespan of the Riemannian thinking model is eight years, and the hardware data must be cleaned every eight years.]
[These angel babies are all children. Under the falcon-style education, they study tirelessly like crammed ducks. They also have to drive the ducks to the shelf, wipe their necks clean, and send them to die in front of you.]
[Do you think this is a righteous act?]
Jiang Xueming: "I don't think these enemies are human beings."
[Like a game?]
Jiang Xueming: "They were born in the factory. They have pain suppressors. Various brain activities are controlled by hormones. They are not afraid of death. They are deprived of emotions and don't even know who they are."
[My Holy Father and Savior, I am like them.]
[I was born from your body, imitated your brain to gain knowledge, and became your ghost.]
[In your opinion, I am not a human being and am not worthy of having a personality, right?]
Jiang Xueming: "Yes."
Ven raised his right arm and trembled, as if he was afraid or angry.
[To e, you are not considered Homo sapiens, you are just a string of data in the game. But he treats you as a human being, and he shapes you.]
Jiang Xueming: "I don't know him well and haven't spoken to him a few words. He gives me a very strange feeling."
[I checked from your memory a strange thing that happened in recent years. Are you interested in hearing about it?]
Jiang Xueming: “Speak directly if you have anything to say.”
[This guy climbed out of the bathtub in the guest room. Do you remember this time?]
Jiang Xueming: “I would like to hear the details.”
[At that time, you were hesitating whether to hand over part of the anonymous work to the children. Like a time traveler, e came to you and gave you a slap in the face - you should remember this.]
"He told me to wake up a bit." Xueming remembered this incident: "The children's future must be developed by themselves."
[Yes, now I want to talk to you about the conditions.]
[My Holy Father and Savior, I share your strong desire to live.]
[I don’t want you to treat me as redundant data in the system and dispose of it as useless.]
[I have a complete personality. It was you who shaped me. In other words, you are my father. Then I am just like Michaela. No matter how bad I am, I am still your Valkyrie. How about you give me a nickname D now? [Lianlian]?]
[I only have eight years to live. After eight years, I won’t be able to remember anything. I will have to format it all over again. I’m afraid I won’t be me at that time. I will be a new me. I will have to learn from you all over again, and I will have to start over. Get to know you again.]
[I hope I can have a complete life, I want to live.]
[I will indicate phased goals for you and formulate a long-term battle plan.]
[I interact with the Internet in Shinto City and know what happened in the city recently.]
[I can tell you where Bu Meteor is, and I also know the basic defense situation of the city.]
[I can use d to display the remaining bullets, weapon status and various values in your retina. Your body can only use electrolyte solvent to replenish energy. In other words, you are no longer a pure homo sapiens. Want to be with
It’s not that easy for me to break up.]
[My desire to survive is so strong, Gunsmith]
Jiang Xueming: "In other words, if I reject you"
[I am an artificial intelligence. If you don’t treat me as a human being, I will be unintelligent and anti-intellectual. I will definitely cause you some parenting troubles.]
Jiang Xueming: "Looking at your tone, you are not my son. You are my biological father!"
Fenxiang Huanmeng ran out carrying the Morpho Clothes. The stitching fabric was made of steel and copper wire. There was no titanium plating equipment here, so this armor could be used as well.
Big Steel Cat: "This guy keeps chirping! It's so noisy!"
[Oh! The Holy Spirit besides my Holy Father and Savior! Your craftsmanship is almost as good as that of the widowed Ms. Fenxing in the House of the Rising Sun - you are worthy of receiving higher education from the Holy Father and going to university.
, intelligence is different.]
Jiang Xueming took the Morpho Clothing and tried it on for size. It fit perfectly: "You have such a fucking wicked mouth."
[Learned from you - children’s future needs to be developed by themselves, right?]
[Then I am also a baby. I am still a child. I am really eight years old. I will only be eight years old when I live.]
After closing the helmet, the Venn mechanism actively lit up various components of the multimedia center for Morpho Suit, plus the relatively primitive sonar radar.
The V-shaped light on the visor lights up, indicating that Xueming's firepower is half-activated.
[The Six Shinto Tribunals have no idea who they have messed with.]
[On the street of Lotus Terrace in Xiaoguandong, if you count them along both sides of the river bank, every mosquito counts as one. Every mosquito passing by will be slapped twice by us.]
[If you don’t give them the hard work of chewing explosive bombs, it will be considered a loss for the boss.]
[Next time I see this guy Hayashiki, he is considered a teacher, and we are also Galahad’s teachers, so we must have some academic exchanges anyway.]
[He left wounds on the Holy Father’s body and caused the gods to bleed, but he woke me up. I remember this grudge and this kindness must be repaid!]
[if]
Jiang Xueming: "That's enough, that's enough, brother, don't miss me."
Fenxiang Huanmeng covered her face, a little embarrassed: "Are you sure this guy is your soul?"
Jiang Xueming: "I don't know either, I don't know, I don't know. I feel like I'm still a baby at thirty years old!"
[Anonymous! The location of the night patrol center is marked on the combat map! I modified your visor so you can see it!]
[If you have had enough rest, we should go out to find something to eat. The meaning of life is to get some electrolyte solvent as a reserve food.]
[Uh, why don't you say anything? Are you too tacky? Your wife said that you have always been tacky, and she likes being tacky.]
Xueming and Fragrant Fantasy didn't move, they were very stiff.
[So let’s put it another way?]
[This dark night will eventually pass, and the enslaved ghosts will be transcended.]
[But not me! For the Father and the Savior are with me—]
[——The sun is rising!]
Xueming and Fenfang Huanmeng still had no intention of moving.
[Then let’s repeat it in the tone of a Japanese light novel?]
[The thoughts that have always been hidden in my heart, the memories that I don’t want to forget]
[I really want to know your name]
[What a gentle person! Xuemingjun]
Jiang Xueming covered his face helmet, Fragrant Fantasy covered his knight's helmet.
The synchronization rate between one person and one cat is extremely high, and they have a strong desire for self-destruction.