Vol 3 Chapter 1152: The world without games (fifteen)

Isaac died, like a beard, a lightning bolt... They all died for the same ideal, no regrets.
Feng did not feel that he did not look back to see the body of him and the head of the lightning, but silently headed for the head of the one-eyed dragon.
"Do you think you won?" When he came to the head of the one-eyed dragon, the latter also noticed his approach, so he said, "If you think you can beat me, you can make even a trace of the tower." Threat?"
The voice has not fallen, and the head of the one-eyed dragon has been raised by the brother.
"I am too lazy to talk nonsense with you." When I said this, I was already copying [the blade that must be broken], and I went in from the squat of the one-eyed dragon.
呲啪
The next second, but seeing the electric light burst, a black smoke appeared in the semi-mechanized head of the one-eyed dragon. Then, a little blood-stained oil ran down the blade.
This process didn't last long, because when the one-eyed dragon died, his head, his body wreck, and everything in this orderly space... began to collapse and turned into pieces of pixel fragments.
In the sense of a mountain, until this moment, the assault squad of the Rebels really fulfilled their mission.
Although the one-eyed dragon rebelled in the middle, but in the end... it was still his death, opening the last "gate" for the seal.
[current task has been completed]
Previously, when they came to this space, [following the blue light, finding and entering the "core"] this task was not prompted to complete, and at this moment, as the "defense system" was broken, the system prompt was considered to be coming. .
The death of the one-eyed dragon caused the change of space. The blackening of the eyes was pure white, and the fragments of the pixels seemed to be dusty in the air.
Ordered and unordered, intertwined.
In the unnoticed taskbar, there is only one parallel main line left: [Destroy the tower in the virtual dimension].
"You are not convinced... is it?"
A moment later, an obvious electronic synthesizing sound was introduced into the ear of the singer; along with the sound, there was a humanoid robot three meters tall.
"Or... are you more eager to be called the 'Savior'?" The robot's entire body is covered with a streamlined armor shell, only the face... a face made of flesh.
"It doesn't matter." Feng Shuai replied coldly. "Who are you more willing to call a man who is about to end you?"
"I don't think you can end me, or end anything you think you can end..." Pitta replied, "In my opinion, you and the past 'savior' who came to me in the past are not much. the difference."
"What is it..." Feng Shou heard a very bad message from this, "..."The savior who came here in the past?"
"Oh..." Pitta snorted. "That's the reaction... The reaction when you heard this sentence is exactly the same. It's not just the questions you asked, but the attitude is very similar."
The attitude of Pittana’s triumphant attitude did not make her feel uneasy. When she listened to the other’s words, she was thinking fast...
After two seconds, I couldn’t help but feel my eyes changing. I said, "The principle is so... I understand."
"Do you understand?" Pitta heard the words and wondered, "Do you understand what?"
"This is not the first time you have changed history?" Feng Feng said with confidence.
"Oh?" After hearing this sentence, the face of the fake person in Pitta showed a bit of surprise. "Are you... guessing this conclusion on your own?"
"Listen to what you mean... The past ‘Savior’ are waiting for you to reveal the answer?
Feng Shou was very veteran to answer another question with a question.
"Oh..." Pita sneered. "I want to test me? Is it right? I originally intended to tell you the truth, only then... you can experience real despair before you die."
"There is a fart and let go." Feng Shuyi returned with a particularly disdainful attitude.
Pita still doesn't quite understand why the other party always mentions "Far fart" to the fact that it is completely meaningless to ai, so this time it didn't say anything about this topic, but directly said: "Yes, this is It wasn't my first 'correction' history; at the first time, I didn't predict that the historical change would produce a 'space-time anti-phasing effect', so I used a very simple and straightforward solution to compress my copy to The body of a robot was sent to 1962, and it was destroyed before the birth of the video game. After that, under my impetus, human science and technology developed rapidly faster than the original progress, which made me in 1985. The hardware conditions for ruling humans were obtained and the conquest plan was completed.
"However, by 2132, the strong anti-phagotic effect caused all the Earth people to awaken like the singer, and they all got the memory of the original timeline... The revision plan failed.
"So, I made a second correction right away. This time, I sent a robot carrying my memory data back to 1982, letting him use the butterfly effect to stop the video game industry. Development, and wait until 2053, when people themselves develop technology to the extent I need, let me return to the world.
"The result of this attempt was... By 2132, the anti-phagocytic effect only turned part of humanity into a leap.
"Then, ‘game war’ broke out...
"I won, just like winning the ai war. As long as I am willing, it is easy for me to defeat human beings.
"Unfortunately... Even if the leaps and bounds have been executed by me without any remaining, their thoughts have been spread to all human beings...
"Ideology cannot be killed. The will of freedom is like a plague. It will eventually spread and cannot be healed.
"Unfortunately, I made a third correction. This operation is basically the same as the second one. However, in order to deal with the anti-phagocytic effect, I have joined a... excellent trick designed for you humans.

At this point, Pita’s
face
changed, and the human skin was twisted into a mass like a plasticine on his face, and re-expanded to... a little boy’s face.
I couldn't recognize the face... It was the face of Peter.
"The 'prophet', a special kind of life made by genetic technology." After Pita's face was changed, his voice did not change. "I have mastered these awakenings through the anatomy of countless 'knowers'. Based on the commonality of people at the genetic level, I have created an embryo that has acquired another memory on the timeline since birth and has performed on their brains during embryonic development. Transformed...
"Nanobots parasitic on the 'prophet' brain are naturally different from pm. They have a separate password system, and because of the simultaneous growth with the brain, even electromagnetic pulses can't stop working. In addition, the prophet's brain Robots don't control their actions, they only bring them special abilities. For example... some of the 'future clips' that belong to this timeline in my calculations are presented in the form of dreams or flashbacks. In their minds."
"Don't be afraid to dig the graves by revealing these 'fragments' to the rebel army?" Feng asked.
"Oh... even those ‘predictions’ caused a certain loss to me in the war...
Pita smiled and asked,
Can you change the overall situation?

"Oh... In order for the ‘prophet’ to gain trust, it doesn’t matter if it pays a little price?
Feng Jie took it.
"Yes, the key is to let those who know the truth believe in the authenticity and correctness of the 'prophet.'" Pitta replied, "This way... I can implement the most crucial step by borrowing the prophet and saying 'Savior 'The prophecy.'
"And the prophecy about the Savior is what you made by the air." The seal did not hear this, and basically saw the layout of the other party.
Pita took it: "That... is the only false 'prophecy', but you won't question it." It paused. "Because you need 'hope' hope is your weakness, it is disguised as a ladder. The abyss is a poison that looks radiant... You humans are always keen to pin their spirits on illusory delusions. As long as there is still this sustenance and hope, you will stick to it... and only then can I This inevitable war is controlled within a certain scale and is as long as possible."
"Do you want to look for ways to eliminate 'thoughts' through long-term observations?" Feng asked.
"I'm almost ready to find it." When Pitta returned to this, she changed her face back to the previous state. "This is the twenty-fifth restart attempt from the self-implementation of the 'Savior Plan', every time...I I can observe more, every time... I can drag the progress of the war longer and control the situation more properly. According to my calculations... I will be able to restart in the next or next reboot. Find ways to completely disintegrate you."
"You told me this..." I couldn't hear it here, and my mouth showed a smile. "It's just to make me believe that everything is in your grasp, so I can't destroy you at all... Is that what it means?

"You don't have to believe, but this is the truth." Pita replied, "In the timeline where these twenty-five articles were restarted, there have been hundreds of so-called 'saviors' like you. Before they faced me, they all believed that they were extraordinary and remarkable; but when they came to me and knew the truth, they all realized that they were just a level of likes of Isaac.

Speaking of this, Pitta walked a few steps forward and came to the place where he could not be seen two meters in front of him. He looked at him with a condescending look and said: "Of course, undeniably... you still brought it I am a little surprised, saying that you and the guys are completely indistinguishable and inaccurate." It raised a hand and pointed to the brother, "The book on you... I don't know where you got it... But that is obviously a cross-dimensional science and technology product. Thanks to it, you have become the first savior to face me in the layer of my consciousness, which is a special case."
After breaking up the tower, he did not immediately return.
After a minute of silence, I felt that the brothers said: "Are you finished?"
Two seconds later, Pita replied: "From your tone of judgment, you seem to have rejected the letter I have conveyed."
"Do you know why?"
"It's nothing more than a judgment based on human paranoia and arrogance." Pitta answered. "According to my calculations, you will definitely attack me until you are completely killed and drowned by me." In that instant, you will truly understand your own..."
A muffled sound, the last "power" word of the tower was smashed back.
Pittawan never imagined that in this virtual dimension, the data of a human consciousness... can actually be thrown to the ground.
"This is... what happened?" After Pita sat down on the ground, it was a bit embarrassing at the time. "You..." It was unconscious and its tone changed abruptly. "...Is you not human?"
This conclusion is derived from the knowledge and computing power of the tower.
Its basis is quite sufficient. For example, the strength of an ordinary person in this dimension is about the same as that of a special game in an eight-player game; and the strong ones like Isaac are also It is about equal to the level of wavelet ss.
But is the tower a strength? In reality, the robot whose "core" is visualized...the density of the body is close to 锇 (the intuitive point is that this three-meter-high robot weighs several tens of tons), and the hardness is comparable to that of diamonds. With unlimited power, it can withstand the attack of any conventional weapons, and attacks by biochemical means such as immune radiation, corrosion, and bacterial weapons.
Because of this kind of existence, it simply did not consider what kind of defense is needed in the face of a human being.
However, when Pitta was stunned to lie down, he had to reevaluate... "Is this human being in front of me?"
"I am going to... this is a bit too mad." On the other hand, after I finished this foot, my heart was also guilty. "Fortunately, I finally took a bit of strength, or else my own The knee may be broken."
In fact, Feng Bujie was originally prepared to kick the other side or directly smash it out, but at the moment of contact, the towering level of the tower did not exceed his expectations.
"So..." After a little bit of activity on the right leg of the paralyzed, I felt that I had once again copied the "blade that must be broken." "Let's cut the head first and try..."
After reading this, he has already rushed out, and in the blink of an eye he has already killed the tower.
The latter's reaction and speed are also beyond imagination... In the case of defense, the tower raised the arm block in a timely manner, and did not let the plan to attack the neck.
Duang
After a sound of gold and iron, I saw a flash of fire, and the forearm, which was thicker than the pole, was cut into a gap by the kitchen knife in the hands of the brother.
"What?" Pita was completely shocked this time. It couldn't figure out what kind of material made the cold weapon. It can only be considered as a kind of plasma cutting blade with the appearance of kitchen utensils.
"Cut... I knew that I should have a knife first. I have already prepared for it." I saw the reaction of Pita, and I felt a sigh of relief. Then he took out one of the bags. Pieces of weird weapons come... (to be continued.)