Chapter 122
City No. 114 has become a besieged city. People inside want to get out and people outside want to come in. Perhaps this system was once for protection, but now, it has become a shackles.
Like...barriers.
Jing Zhongwen's words didn't have any power at all, but they were so soft and weak, even with a bit of confusion and yearning, which made Jing Shuo and Jing Shuo fall into silence again.
What does the starry sky look like?
What does the sun look like?
What does pain feel like?
Bitter...sweet, the taste of food.
These senses, which are so close to them that they don’t even care about them, become their desires.
"The man in the box." Jing Shuo thought about these three words and felt they were so appropriate.
"What if this assessment is also fake?" he asked again.
But in the face of repeated inquiries, both Jing Zhongwen and Jing Zhongqi had the same expression on their faces.
"We didn't have high expectations. Even if it's false, it just eliminates a wrong answer." Jing Zhongwen pursed his lips and smiled: "But now, we think it might be true." "Because we met
it Us?"
"Yes, because I met you." She said: "No one knows what the scale of the deep sea network is, and where the boundary between reality and falsehood is, but at least, at this moment, we are really very close."
Jing Shuohe was silent again. The palm-sized fire exudes flickering light. It is not warm, not even hot, and even looks shaky, but it is so tenacious and always radiates light.
"Welcome, Black Flag." Jing Shuo said solemnly, extending his hand to the two of them.
Jing Zhongwen was stunned for a moment, and smiled happily:
"It's a great honor, thank you very much." "
Me too, me too. I hope that one day in the future, we can see your true appearance." Jing Zhongqi did not wait for his own The younger sister let go and took her own hand.
The night is still long, but from this moment on, the future seems full of hope.
...
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In the room, Zhang Cishun cleaned up the mess made by the boys and smelled the fresh air in the room. He felt a lot more relaxed.
Hot Spring was still sitting on the sofa, but her posture changed. She curled up, her feet sank into the soft sofa, and the outline of her toes outlined by her socks shrank together. He folded his hands on his legs and leaned sideways on the cushion.
The torrent of 'knowledge' hit her brain inventory. After the water flooded the golden mountain, most of it was forgotten by the body's self-protection mechanism, but the remaining ones still made her deeply feel the exhaustion from the spirit and even the soul. .
The most effective method of relief is sleep.
Therefore, when the conversation between the two stopped, she began to adjust her state and quickly fell asleep. Zhang Cishun took advantage of this time to clean the room.
When he finished doing this, he looked towards the hot spring and found that she was still sleeping deeply, showing no signs of waking up. Nostrils flutter and breathing is slow and gentle.
Zhang Cishun walked to the coffee table, bent down, and picked up the pieces of paper recording the 'core' knowledge again.
But this time, he didn't take a closer look. He just glanced briefly, with some thoughts in his eyes.
He once again thought of his conversation with Hot Spring.
"Fusing another core?"
He murmured to himself.
But in the end there was still some hesitation.
But soon, he sat back on the sofa. After closing his eyes and feeling the softness of the sofa, he let out a long breath.
When the waste gas in the body is cleared out, the power of the "mechanical intelligence" core is released.
But at this moment, he was not releasing his power outwards, but inwardly.
The transcendental liberation allowed the heart core to integrate into his body, but this did not mean that the heart core no longer existed. Instead, it's everywhere.
Zhang Cishun came to a pure white ocean, and then dived into it without hesitation, going deep.
Go deep quickly.
Until...
everything around him began to turn deep and dark, and he felt a sense of being grounded.
"Are you lonely?"
Zhang Cishun's voice echoed in this dark world and spread far and wide.
But he didn't get an answer.
Or maybe what he wanted to talk to was too slow. In short, when a pair of blood-red eyes full of exhaustion and emptiness appeared in front of Zhang Cishun, he smiled.
The silver-white halo in his eyes once shone in Jiuzhi's eyes, but now, he has nothing left.
When Jiuzhi made the choice to survive, he had already given up everything.
Zhang Cishun became his prison, a physical prison.
Even if Zhang Cishun doesn't want to, Jiuzhi will stay in this dark place until his death. Whether it is the death of the will, or the death of the body following Zhang Cishun.
Jiuzhi's lips moved, but he didn't make any sound. Zhang Cishun was not surprised.
The former Ji Zhi also screamed, but the only response he received was darkness, so he chose to be quiet. There is only silence.
"The doomsday beast is really a magical existence." Zhang Cishun didn't care whether Jiuzhi was quiet or not, as long as the other party's ears could still be used, that was enough.
"Your character is always in opposition to your ability. You are born insane. But fortunately, apart from you, no Doomsday Beast can be enlightened." Zhang Cishun raised his hand and slid his fingers in the air. .
As he moved, the naked eye could see numbers jumping between his fingers, leaving traces of traces.
He seemed to be trying something, but the first result didn't seem to be good. But he didn't give up, and even moved more frequently.
Soon, behind him, a... seat was formed.
"The world of idealism." Zhang Cishun murmured to himself, then sat calmly, looked at Jiuzhi and continued: "But becoming wise is not a good thing for you, because from now on, you will be 100% I feel the pain."
"Are you here to laugh at me?" Jiuzhi finally made a voice, its voice was hoarse and full of tearing.
Zhang Cishun shook his head:
"You are not worthy of my ridicule."
"You know? Your fragility is destined for you. Without the ability to hedge, and you have lost your absolute rationality, you are left with only uncontrollable absolute sensibility. .And when emotional people feel lonely, they will inevitably think about the meaning of life and the value of existence. Of course, you may not have such a concept before, but...do you still remember the conversation I had with you? "
Zhang Cishun's narration was neither fast nor slow, but his voice was like unlocking a key that made Zhu Zhi feel fear and panic. As if yesterday, it seemed that a long time had passed and the faded memories were vivid again at this moment. The image appeared in front of my eyes.
...
"You are not a wise man."
...
"Thank you for the compliment. But actually he is right. You think I am a wise man just because you are too stupid." ...
"
You are afraid of death. If you fuse it, we will We can live together."
...
"It is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and so is seeking to survive." Zhang Cishun replied: "So... I refuse." ... "
Why
?"
...
"Probably because of my death It happened once. So you feel that death is nothing more than that. Especially when you are threatened."
...
"But your heart is afraid!"
... "Everyone is afraid of death."
...
"Then you shouldn't refuse. . Fusion it, you can live."
...
"No."
...
"Then you just wait here to die!"
...
"It's an honor. After all, everyone will die. In my opinion, what is important is what I am honored to take you with me."
...
"Ha! You will die! Humanity will lose!"
...
"Don't be too confident, you are not human, so you don't understand human beings. Human beings are not important, what is important is It's civilization. But you, there is no civilization."
...
"No! No! No, no, no! Get out! Get away!!!"
Jiuzhi knelt on the ground, tearing his head like a madman, He used so much force that he even put his fingers into the skull cavity.
But unfortunately, this method cannot make him die, nor can it prevent him from recalling his memory. All he had was pain, and the pain was getting more intense.
Life is always strange. The more you want to forget something, the more you will remember it. Even the long-lost memories will be recalled due to the sudden coincidence of scenes at a certain moment, let alone the mechanical intelligence.
In this dark, dead environment. That was the only color he had, and he would think of it over and over again, even if he didn't want to.
And every recall is a reinforcement.
Ji Zhi is lost in this inner maze. He wants to find harmony between himself and the outside world countless times, but those complex emotions seem to have indescribable power, pulling him into a deep and contemplative state.
"Are you lonely?"
Zhang Cishun's voice sounded faintly.
But this time it’s about loneliness.
Compared with loneliness, loneliness seems to be born with some empty grayness and despair.
"Yes, yes, yes..." Jiuzhi murmured, he was almost collapsed.
Zhang Cishun could no longer see in him the image he had left for him when he was undergoing over-limit liberation in City No. 88.
His original plan was for him to die here, in the dark.
But he felt that this seemed too wasteful.
He should contribute more.
Zhang Cishun felt that he was a little cold-hearted, but he did not feel any guilt, because Jiuzhi was not a human being after all. It's not even a pet, let alone a broiler.
"Do you... want a partner? Someone... who can resonate with you, who can truly understand and appreciate you, who can share his innermost thoughts, who can share the forgotten dreams and pain with you. This dark despair... partner?"
Zhang Cishun bent down, and the silver-white halo in his deep eyes did not change, but it gave people a chilling feeling.
Jiuzhi seemed to feel the feeling of his breath hitting his body. He actually shivered.
But after the fear passed, his raised face and eyes were filled with unparalleled excitement and desire.
"I want it!"
"Then I will be merciful and satisfy you." Zhang Cishun stretched out his hand.
And as he pushed with his palm, virtual heart cores appeared in his hand.
one!
one!
again!
More than forty heart cores appeared in the palm of his hand one after another, and then floated up. Until finally, a ring that is connected end to end and rotates slowly is formed.
There is not much difference between the octadecahedron in Zhang Cishun's eyes. All he can do is rely on his ability to 100% restore the image of the core's state in reality.
In fact, without touching it, he didn't know which core belonged to which doomsday beast. Not only does he not have this method, City No. 88 also doesn’t have it!
Not even the entire numbered city in the wilderness can do anything about it.
The only thing that makes a difference is the pan-field restraint device. Its writing core is locked, and each core contained by humans corresponds to a pan-field restraint device.
Normally, this rule may not change for a long time in the future, but there will always be surprises. The birth of the core fusion surgery in City 88 led to Zhang Cishun relying on the panel's absorption of its energy.
All left a vacancy in the pan-field restraint device.
Ji Zhi's eyes wandered over each core.
Zhang Cishun watched the change of expression on Jiuzhi's face intently.
Until a certain moment, Jiuzhi stretched out his hand and pointed his finger at one of the cores.
"It!" "
..."
Zhang Cishun waved his hand, and with his movements, except for the core pointed by Jiuzhi, everything else was wiped out like clouds.
""dye". "
Zhang Cishun spit out the name of this core.
Then he thought of Wen Yan. Maybe it was a coincidence, maybe not. When Wen Yan asked Zhang Cishun to fuse another core, he was holding it in his hand. It’s this “dye”.
This... Wen Yan exchanged information with the Nanfeng Motorcade for the core.
"Why is it?" Zhang Cishun asked.
("Dyeing" can forcefully change the color of objects, causing all objects with the concept of 'color' to change color. Objects that change color will have different properties due to the change of color.) "Because of its characteristics
, It will not be repelled by any core." Zhu Zhi thought Zhang Cishun was asking him, so he answered.
Zhang Cishun didn't care about Zhu Zhi's answer. His gaze rested on the core for a long time before finally shifting his gaze to Jiuzhi.
"After fusion, how to quickly liberate it beyond its limits?" Zhang Cishun asked.
"Use it on yourself."
"Use it on yourself?" Zhang Cishun stared at Zhu Zhi for a long time.
He stood up, and the chair behind him disappeared in an instant.
"Wait here."
Zhang Cishun finally said to Zhu Zhi.
...
The sun was shining brightly, and Zhang Cishun opened his eyes again.
The flashing halo in his eyes gradually disappeared at this moment.
He glanced at Wen Yan, who was sleeping.
"Is it a coincidence?"
"It's a coincidence."
Zhang Cishun thought, then stood up and took the sword box that Jing Shuo had placed against the wall in a conspicuous corner of the room.
The core of the heart was gathered within it.
""dye". ”
(End of chapter)