Blood Candle Keep Disciple

Chapter 698 The End of the Era

The blue sky is not stained with a trace of dust.

But there are no flying insects and migrating birds, and there is a little less vitality.

No energy source can be seen, and the streamlined shuttle with a minimalist appearance travels through the jungle of fiberglass.It seems chaotic, but in fact it is so accurate that no one needs to slow down to give way.

The system of the entire city is in order, like a precise machine, full of the beauty of order.

It's just that most of the passengers in the shuttle have dim eyes and are dull.

"Look at our world."

In a clean white building that is completely different from the surrounding glass-steel city, Lamarck faces the floor-to-ceiling windows and raises his wine glass.

He looks much older than the old man who played against Qu Yun:

"Harmony, stability, perfection . . . but lifeless.

Humans are not natural masters of this world.

In the few seconds we chatted, countless civilizations were born and died in this vast universe.

Why are we masters, why are we on top?
It’s because of the existence of the lower cosmic system.

You people always think that the system is a battery, an economic foundation that supports human civilization, and a supercomputer that expands the boundaries of science.

But in fact, it is a good medicine.

It is the cure for the terminal illness of our civilization.

After any system tends to be stable, it will gradually become dead.

In ancient times, thousands of generations of emperors tried their best to kill people's thoughts.

They all failed.

And the irony is that no one tries to do that thankless thing today, and time kills our souls.

The soul of man, the soul of civilization...

Compared with the naturally derived and vibrant civilizations in the system that I watch every day, we are more like villains blocking the path of evolution..."

As he spoke, he turned around and raised his glass to the humanoid home robot that was cleaning the room: "Humans are not the first to rule this universe, nor will they be the last.

It's just that thanks to the discovery of the lower cosmic system, we can be cured before decay to fester, and barely survive.

I never thought of suppressing the new civilizations in the system, nor did I think of using the power obtained there to dominate the world.

do you understand?All I did was to keep a sick civilization alive.

Have a clear conscience.

Even so, do you still have to kill me? "

The household cleaning robot suddenly stopped its movements and tilted its head.A little green light in the big round head turned red.

Lamarque smiled and said calmly: "Are you from Kronos? Or from the Parliament? Don't you come from those pro-democracy groups who gather at the gate of the Authority every day to demonstrate and actually know nothing about the status quo?
Before jumping in, I want you to at least be clear about the status quo.

No one understands the situation in the cosmic system better than I do.

She is a bug, but it is already integrated with the system, the core link.

Even if you depose me, kill me, and restart the system, nothing will be solved.

The only ones who suffer the loss are ourselves.

The real universe cannot afford to shut down the universe system again.Look at the numb faces of those people outside!
C entropy is nothing, the boundary of science, the energy of life, you can all give it up, that's right!
But do you still expect human beings to continue on their own?
Wake up, there are fewer and fewer people like us...

She can wait, but what about us? "

In the end, the old man's voice even carried a bit of anger.

He hates the group of politicians who can't recognize the reality; hates the conservative and cowardly public who are unwilling to take any risk; hates the numb people who would rather choose slow death than fear change in this era.

"Are you sure, she is willing to wait?"

Mechanically synthesized sounds deliberately set to have no pitch emanate from the body of the domestic robot.That icy voice seemed to carry a bit of teasing.

"She..." Lamarck was shocked, and the wine glass in his hand fell directly on the gorgeous carpet: "No! You are..."

The humanoid machine stopped talking nonsense, and suddenly violently charged towards Lamarck!
The old man instantly bent his knees and sank his elbows, and spread his fists and palms in a sideways horse step, but he came after the first, and a right fist hit the robot's right shoulder.

With the toothache tearing sound and electric sparks, the whole right arm of the robot flew upside down, and was crushed by the old man physically!
"Don't underestimate the rules of the real universe, bastard! Do you think you can say what you say here?"

The old man laughed and chased after the victory without even trying to trigger the security alarm in the room.

If the identity of the person who controls the machine in front of him is what he thinks, all the high-tech external forces will become decorations.

All the systems of the real universe, even the highest level of security, are all connected with the lower universe system.

The home robot didn't speak again, it just shook slightly and regained its center of gravity.It rolled to avoid the sweeping leg of the old man, crushed the wine glass on the carpet, and pinched the fragments between its fingers.

Lamarck frowned slightly, and clapped his hands wide open.

The next moment, he saw something incredible.

Although under the rules of the real universe, Lamarck couldn't cultivate his physical body to reach the stars and the moon like in the lower universe system, but no matter what he said, his strength was by no means comparable to that of a household robot.

Whether it's speed, strength, tenacity...all his abilities completely crushed that toy that wasn't meant for fighting.

But the opponent flickered around, precisely controlling every joint of the robot to the micron level, and often avoided danger in the midst of great gifts, and deflected his attack that would hurt him invisible.

The more Lamarck fought, the more frightened he became.

What he felt at this moment was like a video game master seeing someone hit him with the skills of a game character in reality.

The movements of the robot are becoming lighter and more precise.Ten seconds later, a shard of glass pierced his eyeball; 13 seconds, the common carotid artery was cut; 15 seconds, a shard passed through the gap between the ribs precisely, piercing the heart.

The old man was lying on the ground, unable to get up again, and his muddy voice was mixed with blood clogged grunts:

"She... has never practiced martial arts from beginning to end. You... are not her..."

"Guess is correct, but there is no reward." The household robot kicked the old man's face over, bowed and took out a tiny ball of light that seemed to have no entity from behind his ear with one arm.

That is the unique terminal that guarantees that the director of the C-Entropy Management Bureau can connect with the universe system at any time.

"Do you want to upload yourself at the last moment? No... part of your consciousness has always been in the system, so I succeeded so easily."

The household robot threw the light particle terminal into the built-in slot in the body where the dust was stored, and took out a stream of blood from it, and sprinkled it in the room casually.

Then, she flashed the red dots on her face towards the surveillance probe in the room, as if blinking playfully.

Then, he swaggered out of the room.

(End of this chapter)