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Chapter 39 "Luck and Misfortune" Part Two

The car drove directly to the White House.

After getting off the car, I was guided to the center of the White House lobby.

There were three people waiting at this time.

"Are you one of the eight?" I asked.

The three of them are very different in age and even skin color.

But they all nodded to me.

Due to the air ban, four more people were brought in by car in the next six hours.

Eight people stood together, some old and some young.

But no one told us what to do next.

Administration officials closed the door to the White House.

The black boy among the eight people smiled and said: "There are only eight of us here, please introduce yourself."

After the black boy finished speaking, everyone nodded.

The black boy licked his mouth and said, "I'm from the Washington area, my name is Franklin. I was stealing a car when I received the text message. I didn't expect that the message would bring me such good luck."

After the black boy finished speaking, he pushed me next to him.

I said helplessly: "My name is Jiao Ke, of Chinese descent. I moved to the United States with my mother when I was seven years old. I have just graduated from college and haven't found a job yet."

"Brother, soon you won't have to work anymore." The black boy smiled and nudged me with his shoulder.

A middle-aged white man next to me cried and laughed and said: "My name is Mike. I made some money in the early years. I have a small villa in Hollywood and live quite comfortably. As for this text message, I was forced to come here. .”

As soon as Mike finished speaking, a Mediterranean uncle immediately came over and said: "Mike, I know you. I am Trevor, do you remember me?"

"Trevor?" Mike scratched his head helplessly.

"Thirty years ago, Beiyangton. We were college classmates." Trevor said happily.

Mike hesitated for a moment, a smile appeared on his face, and gave Trevor a big hug.

When the next person is about to introduce themselves.

Suddenly the entire White House was illuminated by light.

The surrounding windows were all glowing with white light, and everyone closed their mouths and stopped talking.

At this time, the room felt like a summer noon, and everyone's eyes began to narrow slightly.

A loud noise came from the roof of the house for a moment, and then the sound of stampedes slowly came from the roof.

The sound of the door not far away was getting closer and closer, and then the closed door of the White House was opened.

It was a fear of the unknown, and more importantly, tension and oppression.

The man in front of him was simply too perfect, so perfect that he almost seemed human.

The man spoke slowly: "Are you eight the answers that this earth has given me?"

The voice almost rang in everyone's ears, and several of them began to nod desperately.

The man thought for a moment in the distance and said: "My spaceship is too fast and it is impossible to bring the fragile human body back."

"What do you mean? Aren't you taking us to the Brilliant Star?" Franklin said.

The man pulled out a gun-like object from his waist and said: "We have studied the body structure of the people on earth, and it is very similar to ours in appearance but different. After you die, something called a soul will appear, and the soul The weight is just 21 grams. The converted unit can be pressed and blended with our core, just enough for the eight of you to follow me to the Brilliant Star."

The man finished speaking and fired.

Lightning-like forks spread out and hit eight people.

There was no time to resist, and they all turned into ashes.

Then the man waved the bottle in his hand in the air a few times and walked out of the room. The light shone straight up and took the man away.

The spacecraft flew upwards and left the earth.

It seems that nothing has happened, but there are eight people missing from the earth.

. . . . . .

I slowly opened my eyes and rubbed my head.

The mind is extremely clear, I seem to have never been so awake.

All the information in my mind appeared neatly.

I thought about what my previous scene was, it was the man who shot me.

Am I dead?I looked at my hands.

The skin is snow-white and the fingers are slender.

This doesn't seem to be my hand.

I took a slow look at my body and it was clear that this wasn't me at all.

Your eyes can see something like a monitor floating on the screen, and numbers floating on it from time to time.

What's wrong with me?I looked at my body.

My figure became extremely perfect and I touched my face.

I can feel that I have changed.

What exactly happened here.

I got out of bed, the sun was particularly dazzling.

I opened the window and looked up.

There are actually three suns.

I hastily closed the window and opened the door.

There was that man in front of me again.

"Don't kill me," I yelled.

"I never killed you, maybe on Earth. I just took your soul out and brought it back to the Brilliant Star, and then recreated your body." The man said.

"Bright star? Three suns? Is this the bright star?" I said anxiously.

"Yes, it is right here." The man replied.

"Where are the others? Where are the other seven?" I asked.

"Their soul stripping degree is not as complete as yours, and they are still in a dormant state. You may be the only person on earth who has woken up. Now I will take you to see my teacher. I hope you can tell him what faith is." the man said.

"Faith? Why am I saying this? And they, can't they wake up?" I asked in confusion.

"This is why you came. We gave you a new life. We hope you can help us decipher the secrets of our planet, so please don't let me lose my patience," the man said.

I could only follow the man helplessly.

There was a man sitting in the mechanical room.

This man looks exactly like the man who brought me here.

I said in surprise: "Who is he? Is he your brother?"

"He is my teacher," the man said.

"Teacher? Why do you look exactly the same?" I said in surprise.

"Is it the same? Then each of us is exactly the same." The man said.My heart trembled, and I looked at everything in the room looking for places where light could be reflected.

I saw my appearance on the concave lens in a corner.

Just like what the man said, we all look the same.

I touched my face and shouted, "Why is this happening?"

"What do you mean?" the two men asked in unison.

"My face, my original face?" I said.

"Because you are a shining star now." The man said.

I was stunned.

Suddenly, the man in front of him twisted his head off, grabbed his head with his left hand and turned it over.He opened the cover under the hair on the back of his head and said, "This is us."

I looked closely and saw that there was a chip inside, and the whole person was completely mechanical.

"You mean, I'm like this too?" I said.

"You are more complicated. We extracted your soul and implanted it with a chip, so you cannot be disassembled. In other words, we cannot guarantee the malfunctions that may occur due to disassembly," the man said.

"And where is my companion?" I said.

"Same as you." The man said.

I touched my crotch, it was flat with no protrusion.

"What about eating and excreting? What about sex? Who are we?" I said.

"What's the use of these things? Isn't it good for the Brilliant Star people to evolve even more completely? Stop changing the topic and tell us what our faith is." The man said.

"You are robots? But shouldn't your lives be eternal?" I shouted.

"The chip is our memory card. Everything we do every day will be stored. When we reach the limit of storage, we will die. So in order to survive two or more reincarnations of the earth, my teacher now only waits for 5 minutes a day. You can't Waste my teacher’s time to tell us what faith is,” the man said.

"Why do you want to know so much what faith is?" I asked.

"Our ancestors told us that we have reached a limit of progress. If we want to progress further, we must know what faith is." The man called the teacher in the distance said.

I stood there blankly.

"Don't you want to know what faith is? Transform me back and I will tell you." I said.

"Human? Why are you so stubborn? You are the most scientific and perfect now." The man said.

"Haha." I smiled bitterly.

"What is true faith?" the man said.

"Fuck MB's faith, screw MB's science." I yelled and grabbed my neck.

Pinch it with all your strength and never look back.

Red haloes shone in his eyes.

Some strange indicators appear in the eyeballs, rising and falling rapidly.

"Human, what are you doing? Why are you hurting yourself?" the man said.

The red light in my eyes became brighter and brighter, and suddenly my whole body became numb.

Four words actually appeared in front of me.

Although the words are not any words on earth, I can understand them clearly.

safe mode.

The vision was bright.

"You're finally here." A voice rang in my ears.

"Who are you?" I said.

"I've been waiting for you here for a long time. I'm from Earth..." the voice said again.

"So what's the Brilliant Star Man? What the hell is that?" I yelled.

"I am just an image now."

I looked at the white snow in front of me in silence.

"Our science has developed rapidly and we have arrived in the ultra-future. I was an astronaut, and I received an extreme tour mission in the spacecraft. When I reached the most extreme position of the spacecraft, I planned to request a return flight. But I saw The reincarnation of the earth, the entire earth collapsed and then reappeared back to the blue earth. I happened to be at the farthest distance and was able to avoid it, but when I returned to the earth again, I found that the earth had returned to prehistory. This was the first reincarnation I experienced, and it was also The last time in my limited life. I started to make calculations and came up with the concept of the reincarnation of the earth. So I started to look for ways to save myself. Since I can't save humans on the earth, then the remaining semi-intelligent robots in the spacecraft may be able to ,that's it."

The voice ended, and the appearance of a man appeared in front of him.

"These are the robots that our technology could create at that time, with extremely high artificial intelligence. So we made them look like humans to do some tasks that we couldn't complete, and I forcibly changed their bottom line laws. Let them call themselves For the people of the Brilliant Star, I changed the first command to survive. I inserted an instruction that must observe the earth into the underlying code, and added a underlying password based on faith as a conceptual strength. Because the robot cannot harm itself. Then the startup password is It is set to self-mutilation. Because they will inevitably observe humans and find that the beliefs they do not possess will be reflected in humans. They will come to humans and transform humans. Of course, you have heard what I said now, which means I have succeeded. .I will give you the underlying code to control these robots, hoping that you can help mankind overcome reincarnation."

Then my vision became clear again.

"Human, what have you done?" the man said.

"Shut up, you fucking robots," I yelled.

The two men in front of him immediately covered their mouths.

I froze.

"Sit down," I said.

The two men immediately sat down.

I looked at myself in despair, I was no longer human.

How else can I save humanity?

I opened the window and looked out.

The planet is green and safe.

"Is there oxygen here?" I said.

"Yes." The man replied.

"You are sure you will not be reincarnated." I said.

The man said again: "We have watched the earth reincarnate tens of thousands of times, but we have never reincarnated once."

My eyes lit up and I said, "Why can't humans just be brought over in a spaceship?"

"Human flesh is too fragile. If you bring it here directly, it will be torn apart by acceleration when traveling at the speed of light." The robot said.

"Slow down." I said.

"If it drops to ten percent of the fastest speed, it should be fine." the robot said.

"How many years will it take?" I said.

"140 years." the robot replied.

"So how long can I live?" I said.

"Your core is the same as ours and can last for one and a half human reincarnations," the man said.

"Suppose you take a group of people on a spaceship and let them have children from the age of 20, which will provide them with life and food for seven generations. As long as you can finally bring a man and a woman back here, that's fine." I said to myself. said.

"The Ark Project has begun." I said.

The display array in front of me calculates all the troubles I will encounter.

(End of this chapter)