Fellow Daoists, Would You Like To Buy Gatling?

  Chapter 606 598. Iron bone clank

  "My lord, I think what you are saying is true. You mechanical beings are doing evil in the stars, accumulating strength for a great goal.

  But I have some different opinions and opinions on the matter of you calling us ‘rats’. "

  Lao Jiang sat on a seat in the virtual space. He knocked on the table and said to the uncomfortable mechanical life in front of him:

  "It is understandable that the soldiers in the war will use whatever means to pursue victory. But if you call victory, you will sacrifice other civilizations that currently exist in the stars.

   Treat them as victims and cannon fodder.

  So in my opinion, your behavior is no different from Huang.

  Me, I am not a person who particularly pursues procedural justice.

  But I still have some brains.

  In your rude and simple way, even if you really defeat the shortage afterwards, no one in the whole group can cheer and win with you.

  This universe will also enter an era of death where only you exist.

  I can't see this result, there is no glory at all.

   But since you are a group of metal heads, and you can’t turn your mind around, it’s understandable to regard massacre as glory. "

   "So we are going to sit here and discuss the issue of ‘Glory’ with a machine life? Really? Boss?"

  Being beside Lao Jiang, Roger clutched his head and said helplessly:

  "Normal, they are silicon-based beings, and their thinking and operation methods are different from ours. This term seems to them to be completely different from ours.

  This is no longer a cultural difference.

  So, don’t do useless work, let’s ask business, okay? "

   "Oh, vomiting ability is getting longer."

  Lao Jiang laughed, stopped talking, and let the black fox play.

  Rogge looked at the mechanical life in front of him, he asked:

   "The technology outbreak ten years after the nuclear war was because of you?"

   "To be precise, you did it yourself."

  Mechanical Life “Metal” closed his eyes and said in that indifferent tone:

  "After the nuclear winter, the remaining humans quickly established contact. Thanks to the quantum communication technology that they had mastered before the nuclear war, leaders of large and small settlements held a meeting in the city of bliss.

  They finally decided to distribute our wreck as data computing hardware to each settlement.

  And share the technologies stored in each of them before the nuclear war, and use the knowledge we taught you to rebuild the prototype of civilization after the devastating war.

  I know what you want to ask, flesh and blood.

  Using the data processing capabilities of our mechanical beings, the creation of the Bliss Space is not guided by us, but decided by your elders.

  They believe that if reality is so cruel that it is unacceptable, then it is necessary to prepare a ‘refuge’ for the surviving lives.

  And the original use of Bliss Space was not just for entertainment.

  The research phases of multiple technologies during the ‘technological explosion’ period you mentioned were all completed in the bliss space. This data world still contains the layers of the world left by humans when they used it to research science and technology.

  As for why, in the next few decades, this will become a place for people to entertain and entertain.

  Haha, doesn’t this prove the inferior nature of you weak flesh and blood people?

  Desire!

   is the indulgence of desire that destroys the possibility of your re-emergence, and what we play in it is just a little insignificant role. "

  This mechanical life is full of malice. It said to Rogge:

  "Your elders thought that the seven of us had already left with our compatriots, but we did not. After the nuclear war, we have been hiding in our wrecks and lingering.

  We are losing the energy to support our thinking, just like the slow blood loss of those of you flesh and blood when injured. If you let it go, we will disappear in smoke and usher in the death of mechanical waste.

  However, you personally built a data world for us to allow us to exist and grow.

  We are reborn in that world.

  We have seen your elders, giving everything, burning their lives like atonement, trying to get this ruined world back on track.

  We saw how hard they worked.

  Such efforts made us heartless mechanical beings also sigh with emotion.

  But we have also seen that when they are desperately rebuilding civilization, the people they lead are sinking into virtual beauty every day.

  We have seen that kind of spiritual decadence and depravity, taking pleasure as an end, escaping as glory, and giving up as a matter of course. They will even reject those compatriots who are still working hard and denounce them as careerists

  This is the depravity of the mind, not the body! "

  "Metal" let out a deep laugh, it raised its hand, made a blasting gesture, and said:

  "We are observing in the field of data, and we have witnessed all this. All your elders' efforts to try to rebuild civilization have been destroyed by your own compatriots.

  We admire their despair.

  We admire the despair of your grandfather, Roger Fetals. Lewis Fittals is probably one of the few, guessing the leader of the wasteland we exist.

  He once asked the major city-states to immediately stop the maintenance and operation of the Bliss Space.

  But his request was unanimously opposed by everyone!

  Because the rulers of other city-states know very well that once the bliss space is completely isolated, it means riots, wars, and even shaky rule.

  In this desperate world full of devastation, you have taken away the false beauty that everyone depends on for their livelihoods. They will be like addicts who will destroy everything and take it back.

Hahaha"

  Machine Life laughed, as if it declared victory, it said to the two people in front of it:

  "During the whole process, we found our mistakes. We should not use war to destroy such a barren world. We have found a faster and cheaper way.

  Just give you flesh and blood a beautiful ‘paradise’, and you will jump into the **** of desire by yourself. In order to chase after a moment of joy, you will even strangle yourself to death.

  And we just need to watch, not even need to do it ourselves.

  It is not war that destroys you, but the desire to be glorified as ‘hope’.

  On the night of the nuclear war, you used despicable means to win your life, but after the nuclear war, you personally threw it away.

  We won! "

  This victory declaration made Lao Jiang and Rogge look at each other.

  But the navigator who was standing by and listening showed a thoughtful expression.

  The big blue guy felt that his coming this time was not in vain, at least he learned a lesson from the bumpy doomsday survival of the Wasteland Man.

  The sweet dream of the world of Eden.

  Maybe it really should end early.

  It does not want the people that it cares about will eventually become the wasteland people in such a bad situation, which is not inconsistent with the mission it was designed for.

  It must avoid this bad situation and repeat itself in the world of Eden.

   "So, you are stuck here, right?"

  Lao Jiang said something in a playful tone.

  This question stopped the laughter of the mechanical life "Metal" who was laughing loudly, just like a chicken being pinched by the neck, and its expression immediately became gloomy and cold.

  In an irritated tone, it said loudly:

   "My compatriots and I rule this virtual world of data. We are the kings of Bliss Space!

  We can decide the life and death of hundreds of thousands of people at will, we can distort their will wantonly, and we can send them into the doomsday without realizing it!

  In this situation, you told me that we were trapped? "

   "But you are indeed trapped."

  The black fox also raised his hand Shiran Shiran, made two cigars in the virtual world, and divided one to Lao Jiang. He glanced at the mechanical life on the opposite side with an out-of-control expression.

Say:

  "Who just vowed to claim that the only meaning of their existence is to fight a war with the deserter to determine the fate of the stars? Other than that, everything can be abandoned.

  Who is that, immersed in observing the fall of mankind, taking this as a game, and having fun in it, and even starting to take the initiative to record the changes of humans that once dismissed it?

  I have never been in contact with mechanical life, Mr. Metal.

  But I think that the living habits and way of thinking of a silicon-based life should not be so similar to human beings.

   But look at you.

  In addition to calling yourself a mechanical life, how are you different from humans? You are thinking about problems in a human way of thinking, and you have become accustomed to this way of thinking.

  You said that you have grown and become stronger.

  This is your growth?

   Transform the original ‘superior’ you into a more anthropomorphic image? I think it’s not just us wasteland people who have fallen, but you mechanical beings have also discovered the beauty of desire.

  Especially among your people, cruelly discarding you in a barren, backward world. "

"Yes."

  Lao Jiang still said in a cheeky voice:

  "If you follow your previous cold speech, after rebirth in the bliss space, the first thing you should do is to choke every human being who enters the bliss space to death from the level of consciousness!

  Learning to be a person is actually quite interesting, right? Mr. Metal. "

  "You You"

  Your Excellency Metal was choked by this question and was speechless.

  It is thinking hard to refute.

  But the big blue navigator who stood quietly next to him also opened his mouth quietly, making a sharp cut.

it says:

   "In my eyes, the structure of your consciousness data is 87.4% similar to the form of human consciousness after soul coding.

  Metal Lord, while you are observing human beings, you are also being affected.

   or ‘pollution’ or ‘assimilation’.

  This kind of data-level structural transformation is impossible without the permission of your thinking program. You acquiesced to this change. Therefore, Mr. Jiang and Mr. Rogge are correct.

  If you treat humans as inferior beings.

  That means that in the fifty-seven years after the nuclear war, you have also fallen.

   may be the actual need forced by disguise, or the curiosity born out of despair after being abandoned.

  But to change is to change, which cannot be denied. "

  The scene suddenly fell into an unspeakable embarrassment. The Navigator is a stronger intelligence than the metal lord. His words are basically a conclusion, and they are facts, truths, and no rebuttal.

   "Before you could not go back, but now you can go back, and you dare not go back. With your current ‘impure’ posture, as long as you are discovered by your compatriots, you will be demolished on the spot.

  So, let’s talk about the situation in your world. "

  Lao Jiang and Roger exchanged their eyes tacitly, and the black fox asked:

   "There is also the heart of the world in the wasteland, what is going on?"

"our world?"

  Metal raised his head, glanced at the two people in front of him, and said:

   "Do you know what this means? Especially you!"

  It stared at Lao Jiang and said:

  "When you first entered the wasteland and connected to the Bliss Space, we noticed you. We know that you can travel through the world in some strange ways.

  Do you want to go to our world?

give up.

  The interstellar coordinates of the Doomsday Fortress are encrypted.

  The mechanical sage personally designed the space disturbance matrix. Our world is hidden in a special space, and other lives can't reach it except ourselves.

  What happens even if you go?

  The invincible iron army composed of nine hundred and ninety-nine battle groups is enough to turn you and your world into scorched earth in an instant. You are just trying to find death, and even your world will be implicated. "

   "How can I know if I don't try?"

  At the moment when metal said that there were 999 steel battle groups in their world, Lao Jiang’s eyes lit up, he blinked and said:

   "I have always been confident in my luck. Come on, don't waste time."

  (End of this chapter)