Blood Candle Keep Disciple

"Have you ever heard of Beethoven?"

The home robot, which was missing an arm, had just entered the hall through the side door when it was stopped by this sentence.The only light eye on the monitor flickered in confusion.

It is a great concert hall made of gold and mithril.Not clad, but solid cast.

Since the real value of the controllable computing system of dimensional cracking was discovered by human beings, the real universe soon entered into a state of extremely abundant matter.

It is even worse than the ultimate society under the system of the land of all me.

Just imagine, when you want a house, you don't have to cut wood, burn bricks and stones, or even spend money to buy them;
Just simply enter a line of code, and you can transfer the substances you need from a planet hundreds of light years away, and arrange them according to your favorite arrangement...

Of course, the lower universe system is not that simple, and in the real universe, not everyone has enough food and clothing.

A concert like this, in which robots play real instruments in a hall of thousands, actually has only one audience.

A thin old man sat on the side in the first row.

It's not a good place to listen to classical music, but it's right next to the entrance where the domestic robots come in.

Did you hear that?That emotion as strong as fire?

Or... for nearly 10 years, I've lived there.

You can continue to play with your powers and tricks, and find ways to create a dynasty that lasts forever, or persuade the people to give up the cosmic system and return to a life of slash-and-burn farming?

"Of course," Lilith said indifferently: "But I couldn't find Qu Yun, so I used the blood sample of the successor of Blood Candle Castle, the current [Poet Killer].

"He named his work "Fate".

Anyway, it has nothing to do with me.You just have to settle the payment now. "

What will happen if it is heard by the public? "

What is the difference between your current appearance and those living dead on the street?
Check out these players.

If you ask me, let that kid rule our world, at least better than you.

"Okay, I probably understand what you're thinking." Lilith shrugged with her only remaining arm, "I can even understand that in our world, most people have the same thoughts and fears as you.

What does it matter who leads and rules civilization if it can free it from decay and give it a new dawn?
I have seen the child you have always regarded as a serious worry in the world she built.

So you won't understand.

Listen with your ears!If it is you, you should be able to understand.

You've been in the system, and I thought it would be a little more interesting like those young civilizations.

In the lower universe system, a native of an unknown small world.Death has never leaped once.

"The most critical part, are you sure you've finished it?"

"I don't know..." the home robot replied, "Who is he? Your next chess piece? Candidate for the new director?"

Beethoven was a mortal.

When ordinary people start to see clearly the isolated lower universe civilization monopolized by the Administration, they will only be amazed, addicted, and impressed!

He engraved his name, his inspiration, talent, works, and existence into the system avenue through artistic creation, and he was as famous as the most powerful [Big Break] gods.

Everything a young civilization should have, you can find there.

Our civilization is too old.

The only unsatisfactory thing is... there are no men in that place hahahahaha...

Is it difficult to learn a musical instrument?As long as you spend a few 10 minutes of practice every day, you can live like a human being, you can think, you can desire, you can be greedy, you can cry and laugh...

The symphony is approaching its final chapter, and Beethoven is directing the notes layer by layer, and the string group converges into a torrent of emotion, pushing the audience to a climax delicately and majesticly.

The land of all me, the land where all dreams come true, desires, ideals, ambitions, hard work, love, longing...

The old man sneered and shook his head: "No, Lilith, it's a big mistake!
Lamarck only wanted to use them to save our world, but he never thought that when our people are exposed to the cultural shock of the next cosmic civilization, they will not reflect on themselves at all, will not arouse their ambition to compete with it, and will not Generating endless inspiration...

Krypton Zun's eyes shone brighter than ever before, as if this is not the real universe where their physical bodies are not much stronger than ordinary people, but in the lower universe system where they can pick up stars and moons.

Just before the emotional climax, Krypton Zun, who is an audience, suddenly raised his hands like a conductor, waved and retracted.

But such an ant has accomplished a thing that most gods cannot achieve.

Just imagine, a god who should be real, lofty, arrogant, give and take above all things, condescends to worship and worship his humble creation...

Lilith seemed to be stunned: "Although I never cared about their names, I do know that there are some artists like this in the universe system."

Without any interference from us, he triggered the trace effect of the Dao on his own, allowing his own existence to be recognized by the heavens and ten thousand domains as part of the history of each world..."

"I thought you opposed Lamarck's ideas, so I asked me to kill him." The broken robot tilted its head slightly.

I think getting the child's blood into reality should be enough to explain the problem.After all, there are quite a few people who are following her, and the management bureau also has her detailed information. "

The thin old man smiled unabated, but suddenly turned his face, his eyes burst out with a light that could penetrate the soul: "Against his ideas?
No, Lilith, you were an anomaly from the start.Like Nüwa, she will never understand and be able to integrate into the heterogeneity of our society.

How funny?How sad?How... terrible! "

So all I can do is sit here and listen to the machine play for me. "

Lilith fell into confusion again, and replied hesitantly: "According to Lamarck's thinking, they may reawaken the passion of life and bring a turn for our civilization?"

But it doesn't matter, I'm just a working girl.Killing people and collecting money is justified.

The old man ignored it and continued to speak on his own:

"Hahahaha..." The old man laughed dryly, "Don't always think about business.

As Lilith spoke, she stretched her remaining arm forward, as if she owed money to pay off her debts.

But they don't want to.

So Lamarck must die... though, in my opinion, his ideas are much more reasonable than yours.

You just want to make the people aware of the threat of cosmic civilization, you want to blame Lamarck for his death, and you are eager for the wartime power that is very likely to be obtained.

The music stopped abruptly on the dominant seventh chord that could be solved in a beat, which made the obsessive-compulsive disorder collapse.

Hearing this, Krypton Zun finally showed a warm smile on his serious face: "Indeed, using Zhen Cheng as a scapegoat is good enough.

Then enjoy your reward. "

"Enjoy?" Lilith's one eye flickered, full of doubts.

In the next second, dozens of robots playing music on the stage suddenly raised their musical instruments towards her.

What followed was a hail of bullets like a presto cadenza.