Chapter 1354: Night Sky Battleship-3

"The designer deceived us, no matter the old man or the rest of us, they are nothing but pawns used by humans."
The observer's nervous voice resounded in the interrogation room, and the judge's fingers revealed dark red eyes, staring at the projected scene emerging in the air.
"Even though the old man is hiding well, I found the scene when he traded with Pulse. Look, this is the real identity of the old man!"
As the observer explained, the judges saw a picture he had never seen before:
At that time, he was still the "designer" of a translucent humanoid object. The program hidden in the body suddenly started and made a short contact with the "pulse entertainment company" on the earth through data connection.
The mission, codenamed Youyu Universe, was finally started again.
Facing the requirements of Pulse Entertainment, the designer did not raise any questions, but just accepted it without hesitation.
Soon after, the old man summoned the other "Creators" and began to discuss the prospects of the world:
"Some outsiders are trying to enter this world, and I recommend opening the boundaries of the shelter."
Hearing the designer's proposal, the observer laughed but did not raise any objections. The judge's objections at the time also reappeared in her ears:
"Foreigners could destroy our sanctuary and not allow the world to be polluted by them."
"But there are too many people in this world." The Angel of Death whispered, "Needless impurities need to be dealt with."
"Just kill them," said the judge.
For the creators, all life forms born in this world are nothing but humble dust. All they care about is their safety.
Just then, the designer made a new point:
"Allowing outsiders to enter may be an opportunity for us to invade another world."
"Hey, old man, are you stupid?" A mocking female voice sounded from a distance: "Don't forget that we are relying on a 'quantum computer' made in another world. If we restore contact with them, those outsiders may Will regain control of life and death, and clear us directly! "
"But do you really plan to live here forever?" The designer asked. "Even no matter how vast the world is, there will always be an endless day. Philosophers are getting tired of it."
"Yes, we want to get in touch with outsiders and see living‘ people ’.
The three philosophers responsible for injecting
consciousness
into the spirits of the world voiced:
We agree with the designer ’s point of view.

The curiosity of these three creators is totally unmatched by others present.
Since they have never been exposed to real material life, they can only refer to the various entertainment works found in the server when giving wisdom to the "souls" in this world.
Because of this, there will be many old acquaintances in the world who seem to know each other. As for the civilians who constitute the subject, they are "instrumental people" with no personality, all of which are carved from the same mold.
"That's right." The designer nodded approvingly: "In order for this shelter to continue to evolve, it is necessary to reach out to those dangerous outsiders."
"We don't need evolution." The judges questioned: "Our own security is more important than useless evolution."
"Now that someone disagrees, come and vote."
The designer took a step forward and stood in the boundless void: "This vote does not allow abstentions. We can only choose to support or oppose. We have thirteen people and we can definitely get the result."
The thirteen creators present voted according to the designer's proposal. The designer himself, three philosophers, the death messenger, and the "doctor" voted in favour, and the other six creators, including the judge, voted against it.
In the end, the eyes of all the creators fell on the translucent ghost that had not yet made a choice.
"Don't laugh anymore, observer, make your choice." The designer screamed, "Don't let us wait for you."
"Ha ha ha ha ha ... okay." The translucent figure shook a little, and still a little smile in the voice: "I agree with the designer's view that those outsiders should be allowed in."
"Seven to six, the voting is over." The designer nodded. "I will open the boundaries of the shelter and let outsiders from other planes enter."
"In another world, people are killing time using an entertainment method called 'in-brain imaging games'. Next, I will develop interfaces to make the world a game-like existence for those humans."
"It doesn't make sense ..." The Judge shook his head. "You will regret it."
...
The meeting a long time ago disappeared from the judge's eyes, followed by the strange yin and yang voice of the observer:
"The old man didn't want to 'evolve' and didn't want to invade another world. He was just a puppet of human beings, who faithfully executed the program instructions."
"So, the old man betrayed us, and I already knew. As for why he didn't expose him on the spot, he had other plans."
The judge opened her eyes and stared at the projection above the metal table. She saw a satellite with a black shell moving in the moon's orbit.
She never knew what "BLACK-BOX" was, and she finally showed her true content:
The satellite's solar panel is shimmering, and looks like a sharp cone. Two large engines are mounted on the tail, pointing towards the earth's pointed tip, exposing a slender metal tube, which looks like some sort of battery.
"This is the so-called black box, which is something the designer has been hiding. Its code name is 'God's Finger', which is YOD. When it is started, the engine will propel this weapon back to low earth orbit, Attack anywhere on the planet. "
"It has always been connected to another satellite equipped with a quantum computer, and our consciousness was also born in the quantum computer. However, there is also another computer installed inside this weapon, which is enough to accommodate our consciousness."
"Now we are just human playthings. They regard us as experimental subjects. Even the supreme authority holder who claims to be the creator is just a ridiculous clown in the eyes of humans."
"But when my plan was successful, everything was different ..."
Even if he knew that he was watching a video, the inquisitor still made a low voice and asked questions to the observer:
"What the are you doing ..."
As if hearing the judge's question, the observer's voice suddenly brought a little fanaticism, like a crazy god, preaching the teachings to His Majesty's followers:
"I am going to use this satellite to attack the research institute of" Pulse Entertainment "and completely cut off our connection with the earth. With the large thrust engine installed on this weapon, it will become our 'warship', carrying We set sail for the vast universe stars! "