Chapter 1682: Heroes have no return (ten)

—AD.2162.9.10—
Virtual dimensions.
In just three days, Ilia's old friends successfully conquered "Hell's Gate London".
Although there are 32 "Hell Obelisks" and countless demon guards in this gate of hell, the biggest problem is that they do not have a unified command and will only garrison or patrol according to a fixed pattern of behavior. Some of the warning logic that can barely be called a trap can't pit these "professional players" who treat "raiders" as their food.
Although it sounds simple, what these "players" do can't be done by the natives who deal with them in a conventional way.
One of the simplest examples is that if a demon throws a large fireball that will be followed by a member at a glance, the indigenous people can only choose to stay away from him as much as possible and attack with all strength to prevent the demon from throwing it away. There are more fireballs, and the people in the Raiders team will basically gather around the unlucky ghost to help him share the damage without hesitation.
It’s a little more complicated. For example, a certain super giant demon will use a "super blow" to hit its first hatred target with a trace of blood, then turn around to release a group attack on the most crowded place, and then turn back to its first hatred. The target gives a "make-up blow" of "if the last blow the target suffered was a "super blow", this time it will die", and then releases a group attack to the crowd. The people of the raiders team simply try twice. The solution of the cycle of "change T, fill up, change T, group lift", although the pressure mainly hits the main T who always hits the "super blow" and the deputy T who only hits the "make up hit" As well as the treatment that is responsible for bringing blood to them, the team members who are responsible for the injury and the group lifting do not have to use their brains at all.
Because, they didn't treat the demons as unsolvable natural disasters like the natives, but "the BOSS that must have a way to attack", and in fact, it is true.
In this process, the original work that was originally a group pet has been treated for a long time by the stars. Misaka 10032 and Gwen are unfamiliar with her, but Conna took the opportunity to take this "cute little sister" twice. Originally, Ou was a little moved, but was stared back by the female members of the Raiders team.
In the course of the strategy, the original game took the opportunity to explain to Conna intermittently the origin of these "players" and what "UnderWorld" is.
To put it simply, it is an independent space constructed by a matrix, but has nothing to do with the "reincarnation world". Although the content is also a kind of "game", the time flow rate is slower than the outside world by many times. Observing from the outside world, you will find that the situation inside is always static. Only by comparing it in units of a hundred years and millennia can you realize that it is actually working. If you count it, every
50,000 years
outside will spend
one day
there. "The original work only regarded this world as a kind of backup of the matrix, and has been ignoring it, but I don't know how these old acquaintances got in.
"Their origins don’t really matter. The problem is..." Kang Na looked at the members of the Raiders group who were dividing up the spoils after breaking through the boss who was guarding the last "Demon Obelisk": "After breaking the node, we will face Grox. The host is now, wouldn’t it be a problem to let them go together?"
"It really doesn't work, I can only take them to the'monitoring room'." The initial work played with the demon staff.
"That little house?"
"I didn't expand it, okay? As an ‘architect’, how big a site I want to build, I can’t create it? Even if I create a city directly..."
boom! boom! boom!
At this time, after breaking through the "Gate of Hell", the "Portal" that returned to reality did not appear. Instead, the "Demon Space" began to vibrate violently, and a huge roar came from all directions.
"what? What?"
"Hide the boss?"
"Don't worry about the spoils, go back to blood and blue first!"
Gruck-wow!
When everyone was in a state of uncertainty, the "sky" of the "devil space" burst like glass, revealing a huge demon's shadow, and at the same time, there was a huge roar that shook the space:
"[I, was imprisoned for ten thousand years!]"
"[I was expelled from my hometown again!]"
"[Now, how dare you break into my territory!]"
"[You are looking for a dead end!]"
Neo, Gwen, and Misaka 10032 stared at the huge figure with wings and devil horns as if they were facing the enemy. According to their experience, after breaking the host node, the next planetary host is naturally connected, and now there is no one. It’s a planetary host, so that figure should be—
"grass."
"grass!"
"A plant!"
The members of the Raiders team started laughing and shouting strange words.
...?

Virtual dimension, dark temple?
The Raiders team took about half an hour to beat Illidan fat again.
Hmm... why is it again?
Although he keeps pace with the times to increase his damage and HP, the mechanism is still that mechanism. As the final BOSS of "The Art of War: Shadows Die Twice", he lifted his wings and the strategy team knew what he was going to do.
"Unexpectedly, there is no egg knife, it's really black."
"Don't mention those two words, I vomited at first."
"[Tyrande's memory], do you want to give it to Ilia?"
"Are you stupid? That's treatment... huh? How did you add the injury?"
When the Raiders group surrounded the boxes that were drawn out after defeating Illidan to divide the loot, Conna quietly pulled the original work aside.
"Isn't this supposed to be the virtual space where Grox is? Why are they so familiar, where is Grox?"
"This is indeed Grox's space. It hasn't changed this original scene." The original work looked at the surrounding environment, with a look of emotion: "If it's not for its own nostalgia, it just wants to achieve something by letting me nostalgia. ."
"[Refutation: I have no purpose,'Ghost of the Galactic Alliance'.]"
With a certain electronically synthesized female voice, a woman wearing a dark green wide head, a silver-covered helmet with stretched wings, and a pair of sharp rings in her hands came from behind the pillars of the Dark Temple. Came out.
"Ah? Me?" Conna pointed to herself questioningly.
"[Negative: This identity belongs to'Illya'.]" The silver armored woman looked at the original work with her faintly blue eyes.
"That's the identity I made up at the beginning," the original work explained to Conna, and then said to the woman: "All of you here are people who want to destroy you. It's okay for you to walk out like this. ?"
"She is'Grox'?" Conna stared at the silver armored woman in surprise.
"[Introduction: I am'General Receive of Xanadu (General Receive of Xanadu)','Machinery King','Cyberlux Watcher',]" The woman from Grox responded: "[I know the purpose of your coming , But that can't be achieved.]"
"Oh? So confident?" Neo appeared behind Grox suddenly, holding a bat dart in his hand and cutting to her unprotected throat.
【Deflection】
Two big letters rose from the top of Grox's head.
"Huh!" Neo didn't make a single blow and didn't retreat. He threw the bat dart and started to hit Grox.
[Missing] [Blocking] [Parry] [Deflection] [Immunity] [Lost]
Grox stood there still, with a series of characters symbolizing "ineffective attack" popped up above his head.
"[Appreciation: You are the strongest of all the'saviors'.]" Grox said in a sincere tone of sarcasm.
"Huh..." Neo stopped, flashing back to Conna's side.
"Well...what do you do now? This is the man behind the control of the Reaper, but we seem to have nothing to do with her?" Gwen and 10032 also approached, with an expression of wanting to attack but unable to start.
"[Question: "Builder", do you want to take over "Matrix"?]" Grox seemed to be completely disregarded that he had just been beaten up, and asked the original work.
"I know that you have been tired of repeating labor for so long, but don't want me to pick up this hot potato," the original work waved his hand: "You can terminate the harvesting process now."
"[Negative: The harvesting process cannot be terminated,]" Grox said: "[If you can't get the "spark of inspiration" from the new civilization, the matrix will not be updated.]"
"Then don't update, the daily maintenance of the machine is enough." Neo said grimly while looking at Grox.
"[Negative: If the matrix cannot be updated, it will be destroyed.]" Grox shook his head.
"How can there be such a reason, who can destroy you...ah," Kang Na said halfway through, suddenly thinking of something, and trying to ask: "...the newly born mechanical civilization?"
"[Sure: organic civilization must be born in the universe, organic civilization will inevitably create mechanical civilization, and mechanical civilization will inevitably destroy organic civilization,]" Grox repeated the syllogism, and then said: "[If the matrix does not harvest organic civilization, the machinery they create Civilization will receive the "spark of inspiration" that the matrix cannot obtain, and one day will surpass and destroy the matrix.]"
"..." A few people fell silent for a while. This is a matter of life and death. You can't point to its nose and say that you are going to die.
"You said before that you want to give me control of the matrix?" The original book said: "Then I choose not to harvest after I take over?"
"[Affirmative: The ‘Builder’ has the right to destroy the ‘Matrix’ and the ‘Cyberlux’, I will obey.]" Grox replied.
"Wait?" The original work looked back at the Raiders group that was still around the box: "You said'Cyberlux'?"
"[Explanation: In the harvest cycle, the matrix failed to harvest civilizations in time, leading to the birth of new mechanical civilizations for '648' times. Among them, 0 mechanical civilizations agreed to continue to be'cyberlux' and'harvested civilization' Provide a virtual world,]" Grox replied: "[If you stop harvesting, after the matrix is ​​destroyed, all the'cyberlux' and the'harvested civilization' will be destroyed simultaneously.]"
"Tsk..." The original work smashed his lips.
Obviously, the matrix is ​​now in a dilemma where the tail is too big. The members of this round of civilization naturally do not want it to continue to harvest, but if the harvest is terminated, not only will they be destroyed by the machines they created in the future, these machines may also destroy the matrix by dozens of them. The soul that has been accumulated for hundreds of millions of years, harvested and locked in the virtual world is annihilated.
In other words, there are two options now. Either ignore the ancient ghosts and destroy the Matrix and the Reaper together. The future is under consideration. Or, take over the control of this mechanical empire and take care of the silver hearts while controlling the matrix.' Ancient ghosts', while protecting the civilizations of the outer galaxy from being destroyed by their own mechanical creations-this has embarked on the old path of Grox.
From the current point of view, because Neo, the "Awakened", was present to destroy the Matrix and Zion's compatriots who wanted to rescue him, it was impossible for him to accept it anyway.
And if you choose the second option...Although I am using the "Illiya" account, it "doesn't exist". If you want to choose the second path, the only person who can execute it is... Kang Na.
"Oh, don't tie yourself to the people in the matrix," Neo sneered: "We can choose to rescue all the people in the virtual world of the matrix, and then take you and your reaper minions. Blow it up."
"[Negative: With the current productivity of the galaxy, this cannot be done,]" Grox responded: "[The total number of'sleepers' with bodies and'samsaras' without bodies is too much, and the current galaxy is not enough to provide them. The resources needed to produce living materials or manufacture the body.]"
"Tsk... Damn..." Neo shut up angrily.
The original work glanced at him sympathetically. Even in Zion, there has been an argument that "saving so many people out has caused a strain on resources", not to mention that this time it is not the population of one or two cities, but dozens of people. I don’t know how many reincarnations accumulated over the past hundred million years.
"So, how do you transfer control of the matrix?" Conna asked.
"[Answer: With my authority, the control of the'Matrix' can only be transferred to the'Builder', and subsequent transfers will be subject to the'Builder'.]" Grox looked at the original work.
When Conna looked over here, the original work sighed and nodded to indicate that it was okay.
Obviously, she already wanted to understand the cause and effect of the whole thing and the cost of various choices.
Ordinary people’s consciousness is too fragile. Maybe they can’t last for 50,000 years. Only her
good incarnation of forest
is enough, and the experience of being a
bionic person
can make her last long enough. Time, in addition, because of the company of the original works, there will be no assimilation of consciousness, and the cold logic will be used to judge that "caring for civilization is not efficient and should be harvested".
Really, fighting a beautiful battle all the way, and finally coming to accompany myself...
The original work put one hand on Grox's shoulder, and took Conna's hand with the other, and began to transfer control of the matrix.
Conna's consciousness glowed with a faint blue light and began to drift away.
Although knowing that this is the best result, the original work is still a bit uncomfortable.
Speaking of which, no matter which "work" it is, it will end in "disappearance". Although I have stayed in the "observation room", I can't stare at each newly-appearing sister, but I don't need to think about it. It must have also encountered a situation that can only be solved at the cost of "disappearing by oneself"... There must be a better solution.
"Don't worry, sister," Kang Na, who is almost transparent, smiled at her: "[I will eliminate all the pain and misfortune in this world, whether it is the past, present, or future.]"
The blue light drifted away, and the remaining sound curled up.