purgatory artist

Chapter 430 The World Is Mine

Infinite ocean.

One door after another quietly floats in the depths of the ocean, presenting a spiral upward arrangement.

On each door, the corresponding time and year are written:
"Real World Year 2571;"

"Real World Year 2572;"

"Real World Year 2573;"

"..."

Liu Ping crossed countless doors and kept floating along the ocean current.

Which door should I enter?
In fact, many things are waiting to be done by yourself.

The reason why I left that era was to prevent the two Andreas from meeting each other, lest one of them be erased by the law.

At the same time, it is also to ensure that the timeline and the law of causality will not undergo huge changes.

Then.

Just choose the time when Andrea has left the Void Pillar.

Just as Liu Ping was thinking, the card book suddenly jumped out and opened in front of him automatically.

Bang!
The baby girl appeared directly in his arms with a pacifier in her mouth.

"It's not good for these years, keep going up." She sent out a telepathy.

"Is the power of fate guiding you?" Liu Ping asked.

"It allows me to sense that thing you want to avoid," said the baby girl.

"Okay, let's go!"

Liu Ping kept floating up with the baby girl in his arms.

Doors of time were left behind by him, gradually disappearing into the deep abyss.

finally--

"Okay." The baby girl said.

Liu Ping stopped and looked towards the door in front of him.

I saw a small line written on the door:
"The 3001st year in the real world."

The baby girl said: "This is a year full of changes. Everything in the past ends at this time, and everything begins to change drastically. Those living beings in the whirlpool, no one knows what will happen in the next second. What."

Liu Ping said: "Let's go and have a look."

He pressed his hand on the door and pushed hard.

Lines of burning small characters quickly jumped out and appeared in front of his eyes:
"Attention, you are entering the 3001st year of the real world."

"According to your world affiliation, you will enter the human world on the Void Pillar."

The small print floats.

The turbulent sea water poured into the door, Liu Ping lightly jumped forward, and then jumped into the door.

……

night.

Neon lights shine on the city-state that never sleeps.

Shuttles flew densely across the sky.

Row upon row of high-rise buildings are like a jungle, emitting light and shadow soaring to the sky from time to time, condensing into various illusory images.

city ​​center.

fountain pool.

A corpse in a suit and leather shoes was floating in the pool.

Seven or eight police shuttles surrounded the fountain pool, completely sealing off the place.

Several policemen stood by the pool with their arms folded, constantly looking up at the data at the time of the incident from the light screen.

"It's really confusing. Is this murder? Or some other performance art?"

"Murder? Haha, who dares to do such a thing these days? The super-quantum central intelligence can monitor everything in real time, and the murderer will be punished immediately on the spot."

"According to me, this death is a performance art, and his consciousness must be stored in an online address."

"This guy looks like he's in his 40s, but he doesn't act dignified at all."

They chatted one after another, with relief written all over their faces.

suddenly.

A voice sounded from behind them:

"The deceased has been identified."

"He is a member of the World Parliament. The consciousness storage uses an ancient chip, and there is no backup in the online world."

The policemen looked back.

I saw a man with beard standing behind them.

"Boss, you're here!"

"Good morning boss!"

"It's actually a member of the World Parliament? That's why it's specially turned around to deal with it, isn't it?"

Everyone talked in a hurry.

The man walked to the side of the fountain and said, "Immediately salvage the body, the central brain has already started to record the whole process, because—"

"He didn't clone a spare body."

The faces of the policemen changed.

Many people even showed expressions of fear.

Without clones, the transfer of consciousness would be difficult and would have to be re-cloned from the corpse.

If the person's consciousness chip is also destroyed—

Then he is truly dead.

There is no way to bring him back to life.

In the shuttle, several five- to six-meter-high robots jumped down lightly, stretched out their long mechanical arms, and began to salvage the corpses.

One robot quickly transformed into a sealed operating room, while the other robot was assembled outside the operating room and gradually turned into a set of sophisticated operating instruments, appearing in the operating room.

A thin slit was cut in the dead man's head.

The extremely slender metal wire penetrated in and took out a silver chip.

A streamer swept across the chip.

next moment.

A majestic female voice sounded in everyone's ears:

"The chip has been destroyed."

"The personal consciousness of World Councilor No. 295 has been copied."

"This case has been raised to a world security level."

"All preparations."

"According to the fifth set of procedures of the world's defense standards, start the pursuit mission."

Everyone's hearts tightened, and they said in unison: "Yes!"

Everyone started to get busy quickly according to the various tasks displayed on their light screens.

at the same time.

midair.

Liu Ping stood still, watching what happened below with relish.

Everyone turned a blind eye to him.

The robots in charge of vigilance kept scanning the night sky and the streets, but they also failed to find him.

——Since absorbing one hand of the Umbrella Holder, he has mastered the power of weird magic, and then he has a deeper understanding of the power of obituaries.

Although these powers have been sealed by the Burial of the Earth——

But Liu Ping has acquired the corresponding knowledge, and he began to use his strange power to construct some abilities.

The simplest application is to make all living beings turn a blind eye.

"I didn't expect human beings to develop so fast." He said with emotion.

"What do you think?" Yana's voice followed.

Liuping paused.

——The real world is 2037, and I am busy fighting in the nightmare dungeon.

The development of the human world is handled by Yana.

"Yana, thanks to you, the human world is quite good now." Liu Ping praised.

"It's fine if you're satisfied, but it's been so long, who knows if they've followed my arrangement back then." Yana said a little apprehensively.

Liu Ping suddenly felt something, and looked up into the sky.

In the depths of the night, the light of a huge holographic image flew upwards, forming the image of a person out of thin air, floating in midair.

It is the image of Yana.

The majestic and grand holographic image floats in mid-air, and Yana's image overlooks the world, like a god.

Liu Ping whistled and said with a smile: "Look, Yana, they still miss you very much."

Card book moved.

Yana did not appear, but a white cat jumped out first.

The white cat squatted on Liu Ping's shoulder, squinting its eyes and looking around.

"Liu Ping."

Zhao Chanyi's voice sounded in Liu Ping's heart.

"What?" Liu Ping said.

"I found something that I need you to take a look at immediately." Zhao Chanyi said.

The white cat stretched out its paw and pinched it.

The spiritual light gathered immediately, forming pictures in the void.

I saw crowds of various demonstrations appearing on those screens.

They held up Yana's portrait and made a big cross on the portrait.

"This is not the life we ​​want!"

"Refused to evolve!"

"No prosthetic body!"

"We do what we want to do!"

The crowd shouted, impacting all the surrounding buildings.

"Things like this are everywhere, blooming almost everywhere," said the white cat.

The smile on Liu Ping's face gradually disappeared.

Yana suddenly appeared, and said calmly: "The things I did back then were just to make human beings more viable in the void. Maybe I did neglect some spiritual care, Liu Ping, don't worry about it."

"Ignore it?" Liu Ping said.

Yana said: "Why bother with ordinary people, we are still waiting to hear Andrea's story, didn't you say that she can help you become stronger?"

"There is such a thing."

As Liu Ping said, he looked at the multiple screens again.

He saw many people giving speeches, scolding, and venting their dissatisfaction with the world.

A crowded meeting place.

The people standing on the stage shouted: "Who should repent the most?"

The people below said in unison: "The Angel of Repentance, Yana!"

"That's right, she made the world look like this! We don't want to live like this!"

"We don't want prosthetic bodies!"

"Technology is an evil!"

"Every race in the void is born equal!"

the crowd shouted.

Liu Ping looked at it seriously, leaned less, shook his head and said:
"In fact, even if we didn't do enough in some places back then, the newcomers only need to make up for it, but now they are denying the foundation of civilization-they think they are smart, but they are a bunch of mobs who only know what others say and move themselves , but I don’t have enough knowledge, I haven’t sharpened my unique talents, and I haven’t seriously thought about what I want to do in life.”

Countless lights flashed from his pupils.

Suddenly a hand reached out and stroked his face.

Yana.

She shook her head slightly, and said softly: "It's all small things, you should concentrate on completing your things instead of wasting energy on these things."

"No, Yana, you are wrong." Liu Ping said.

"Huh?" Yana looked at him.

Liu Ping said softly: "You and I established the foundation of the development of human civilization. Now, these people obviously have a lifespan that is almost eternal, but they have begun to oppose and slander the creators of civilization on a large scale—"

"What do you want to say?" Yana asked.

"This will bring about self-destruction," Liu Ping said.

With a casual move, a light screen suddenly appeared in the void.

"I remember asking you to set the trigger condition." He said.

Yana sighed and said, "Whenever a human being with strange power is detected, holding a prison knife and standing beside me, he can directly activate the most fundamental authority at the bottom of the brain."

"Oh." Liu Ping held the prison-suppressing knife in his hand.

Yana leaned gently on his other shoulder, lowered her head, not looking at the disdainful expression of the white cat on his other shoulder at all.

For a moment.

A light screen appeared in front of Liu Ping.

Followed by a majestic female voice:

"Welcome back."

"The creator of civilization, Liu Ping."

Liu Ping said, "I want to delegate authority."

The female voice said: "Please speak."

"From now on, anyone who is dissatisfied with Yana is not allowed to use any technology created by Yana." Liu Ping said.

"What if they already have?"

"Deprive them all."

"But according to the law set by Ms. Yana, everyone's private property cannot be forcibly released by the brain. How can I explain it?"

Liu Ping glanced at Yana.

Yana leaned on his shoulder and whispered, "You decide."

Liu Ping said coldly: "Tell those people that the world is mine."

(End of this chapter)