Chapter 572 38 Bullying the Metal Spirit Is Stupid, Right? Go! Sell Melon Seeds to the Metal Spirit

Chapter 572 38. Bullying the Metal Spirit is mindless, right? go! Go sell melon seeds to the metal spirit

Just as the green of all things represents nature, the red of all things represents life and the black of decay represents death, the metal spirit that was split and born in the new era also has its own symbolic field.

According to the research results of Zha Kang and the Dark Justice League on the root power during this period, the Metal Spirit is the latest to be born among the six root powers.

It only sprouted after the earth's civilization entered the industrial revolution, and only gathered strength after the advent of the technological era.

This fully proves the close connection between the power of the root and world change. The two interact and influence each other. If human beings cannot enter the technological era, naturally there will be no new symbolic emergence.

It's actually not just Metal Spirits.

The other two new root powers, the Split Bacteria and the Withered Ashes, also gradually revealed their true power in the new era as the subjects of civilization deepened their research on microorganisms and fungi.

However, the two are not quite the same as the Metal Spirit.

Because fungi and microorganisms have always existed in the world but have not been discovered or studied before. Their power is obscure and difficult to find, but they are not closely related to human society. They can only be explained through the research results of the technological era.

But Metal Spirit is a conceptual force completely based on the development of human civilization.

In short, Mason believes that this "youngest" root power is the representative force that truly belongs to the human group. Facts have proved that Mason's guess is not wrong, but the conceptual country that appeared in front of him at this time is a bit too " Young”.

“It’s taking shape.”

On the plain of Pixel Land, Buttermoss, who was being carried forward by Mason, looked around excitedly and said to Mason:

"Look, it's copying! It monitors the world through the eyes of brothers to obtain various data, like a little kid playing with plasticine, molding itself into what it sees.

It has no samples to refer to, so it can only learn from the material world in which it was born.

Without our presence, the final form of this place will be the original appearance of another Gotham world. If I guess correctly, the simulation of the environment and world is only the first step.

After completing the shaping of the world, it will begin to 'create people'. "

"I understand everything."

Mason trekked forward carrying the useless Data God who had regained his entity but had been away from human life for so long that he could not remember how to walk on his legs.

He was not tired at all, he was still complaining:

"But why pixels? Although pixel people are also very cute, I still want to get back my handsome appearance."

“Why can’t it be pixels?”

Bartmos, who seemed to have finally found the ultimate secret in life, laughed and said:

"This is a mechanical world, Mason. Think carefully about the gradual process of simulating things in the data field. All characters and even environmental elements in all video games are composed of pixels!

It's obviously taken several iterations of growth to get the pixels to this level of detail, and if we were to get in here earlier, your image would be made up of three large pixel blocks.

What a smart kid. "

The God of Data exclaimed:

"It is constantly learning so that it can master the iterative method of constantly pushing the world into reality. Did you know? Although the Night City in the world of Kamikyu is extremely realistic, it was also built by me one pixel after another. from.

But it's going the wrong way.

It is the spirit of metal.

It is the root force of the birth of consciousness that adheres to machinery and data. It is completely different from the structure of human beings and even the material world. It should not be so persistent in imitating a world that does not belong to it.

However, considering that the metal spirit has no self-awareness, it cannot be too harsh in this aspect.

It needs a mentor, it needs a brain, it needs a spokesperson.

Yes!

Like the Green of All Things and the Red of All Living Beings, the Metal Spirit also needs a spokesperson to better complete the shaping of the mechanical kingdom at the conceptual level.

I know why it imprisoned Amojo, and Amojo is running away. "

Buttermoss pushed up his black-rimmed glasses in his pixelated form, and said to Mason seriously:

"That guy is the spokesperson chosen by the Metal Spirit for himself. In your world, there is indeed no mechanical life that is more suitable than Biamojo.

Ya Mo Zhuo failed to complete the guidance of the Metal Spirit not because it was not strong enough, but because it was also created, and it was just as incompetent as the Metal Spirit when it came to creation. "

"We can ask about this."

Mason carried Buttermoss on his back and jumped to the high point of this pixel mountain, looking down at the reflection of Gotham City.

This scene is like a city built with Lego bricks. Except that there are no people, the city is simulated vividly, and even the Batcave and Wayne Manor are simulated.

"You call the others to join you here first, and I'll see how the situation is outside."

The captain placed Butmoss on a pixel stone and then activated the cross-world communication, but embarrassingly, it was completely unable to connect, probably because this place did not belong to the category of "another world".

This is a mysterious dimension built on the world of data. Although the consciousness called the Metal Spirit comes from machinery and data seems very scientific, but if you think about it carefully, it is not scientific that machinery can give birth to consciousness.

This is a metaphysical place.

It was normal for Mason's communication system to be unavailable, but he still had a way to recite Hei Qi's name silently in his heart. After a few seconds, Hei Qi's impatient voice sounded in Mason's heart:

"What's the matter? I'm writing a story about me and Christine. Wait! Where are you now? Why is the magic power of the Word of the Heart so consumed?

Have you thrown yourself into a black hole? "

"The conceptual plane of the metal spirit, the kingdom of the source of power, and the mysterious area above the material world. In short, it is difficult to explain all of this."

Mason sighed and said:

"My communication is not working, but I need to talk to Perfect Ultron now. I can only ask you if he is still in the material world."

"Mason Cooper! Please figure out the relationship between us!"

Heiqi said coldly:

"I am a partner who can take your life at any time, not your servant! If you dare to waste my energy in such a terrible way next time, I will definitely throw you into the lightless sea and feed it to the Soul-Eating Squid !”

Although the words were indeed rude, a few seconds later, Mason still got his wish and regained contact with Perfect Ultron through magic.

"I got it! This guy is pretty good at fighting."

Ultron reports:

"I moved it to an uninhabited planet three hundred light years away and practiced with it. It's very difficult for this guy to copy the characteristics of all things, but how can I say it?

The power of the combination of six infinity stones probably exceeds the limit of its replication. I want to take it back to Frog Tu and let Frog Tu make some small modifications to it to make it one of us. "

"fine."

Mason glanced at the team members who were gradually gathering behind him, and asked in a low voice:

"Help me ask, why is it that the Golden Sub-Mozhuo was obviously selected as the spokesperson by the Metal Spirit, but he is unwilling to help the Metal Spirit complete the shaping of the conceptual plane, and just wants to run away?

I think there must be some important information in this matter. "

"Wait a minute, I'll browse its memory database and politely ask it if it can tell me the truth. This is a new questioning technique I learned, and it has been very effective before.

Please give me some time. "

Ultron replied, and then the screams of Yamo Zhuo sounded in the communication as a stimulating background sound. This movement did not sound like questioning but more like torture.

This makes Mason have to wonder what the growth trajectory of Perfect Ultron will be like after he is freed?

For example, from whom did he learn this "effective questioning technique"?

Hey, bastard, don't just teach an ignorant artificial intelligence such a thing!

"Asked."

After a moment, Ultron replied in a gentle tone:

"Amazo cooperated very well and told me all the truth. Its first contact with the Metal Spirit was on its way back to Earth from Apokolips.

At that time, it had just crossed a certain limit of mechanical life, allowing it to perceive the existence of the metal spirit.

At that time, Yamozo had already learned from Darkseid the reality that the universe was about to die. It was unwilling to die and wanted to use the spirit of metal to create a refuge that was not affected by the material world.

However, after its mechanical consciousness truly entered the conceptual world of the Metal Spirit, it realized the cruel truth that the power of the source is based on the existence of the material world.

Once the material world dies, so does the refuge it has carved for itself.

Ya Mo Zhuo wanted to leave after his plan failed.

However, the power of the Metal Spirit instinctively wants to complete its own growth after its birth. It must have a spokesperson to use its wisdom to build and iteratively upgrade itself.

The contradiction between the two arises.

Yamo Zhuo was trapped in that conceptual plane, and it was unwilling to waste time helping the Metal Spirit complete its growth, because it knew it was meaningless.

In the context of the impact event, even if the Kingdom of Metal Spirit completes the most perfect upgrade iteration, it cannot escape the fate of destruction. "

Mason nodded, the truth was not complicated.

He asked again:

"Then can you please tell us Mr. Yamozhuo, where is the origin of the conceptual plane of metal spirit?"

"What are you going to do? Mason."

Ultron asked, and Mason looked at the rough pixel world in front of him and said:

"I have seen this with my own eyes, and I can feel that this world is craving for upgrades, just like a baby waiting to be fed. As a good person, how can I just sit back and watch?

Even in these apocalyptic times, pursuing perfection is not an unforgivable mistake.

So, I'm going to help it. "

"Hold on."

Ultron was silent for a moment, and then there was the scream of Ya Mo Zhuo mixed with mechanical sounds. After Mason waited patiently for a few minutes, Ultron gave the answer.

"The self-shaping origin of the Metal Spirit Plane is in the center of the pixel world. It shapes its world environment completely according to the birth process of the earth.

Ya Mo Zhuo called that place the 'Platform of the Creator', and it requires special authority to open and enter. But the trouble is, that authority must be given by the concept of the metal spirit.

One of you must become the Spokesperson of the Metal Spirit to enter.

But you know the risks.

Ya Mo Zhuo's thinking cannot be wrong. In the current environment, you can no longer waste time binding yourself to a new conceptual world.

There is no time to deal with the troubles of the real world. "

"I know, I don't plan to come in person either. Thanks, Ultron, I have a super recipe. I'll treat you to a white peach flavored crude oil cocktail when you get back."

Mason replied, then turned to look at the people behind him.

He told the truth about Yamo Zhuo's information. When he heard that the Metal Spirit did not have a spokesperson yet, Buttermos's eyes suddenly lit up.

But then, the captain told them the hidden dangers of this operation.

"Once you become the spokesperson, you will be bound to this conceptual world. I don't know how far it has to grow before you are allowed to enter and exit freely, but what is certain is that this is definitely a terrifying and big project."

Mason pointed to the rough pixelated scenery around him and said to them:

"It wants to upgrade and grow, but it is a tragic thing for it to be born in a dying universe. It is like a baby born on the day of the end of the world. It has no time to enjoy all the good things in the world and has to say goodbye to life.

You all, you all know the pressure we are under right now.

There are only nineteen days left for the Fourth Impact. To be honest, I really don’t think anyone can complete the shaping of a world from scratch in nineteen days.”

"We can!"

Bartmos stood up with the support of V and Rogge, and the God of Data said extremely seriously:

"I can't do it alone, but if the entire Mikoshi world is included in this, and the exiles of a world unite with the power, we can reshape this world just like we write simulation programs for the Mikoshi world.

Nineteen days.

Maybe that's enough!

I know a man who created the world in only six days, leaving one day for himself to rest. "

"Are you joking?"

Mason complained:

"Be serious, bastard! I'm talking about a very serious situation. Once you are bound here, it means"

"We will no longer be able to participate in the resistance cause that we have advanced to the present, and our absence is likely to cause problems in an important link. The reward we can get for such a risk is just a person who cannot survive the impact independently. It cannot even create a real entity for us in the material world.”

Bartmos shook his head and said:

"The pay and the return are completely out of proportion. It looks like we are going crazy, but in fact? Mason, look at this world that wants to grow.

Look at us again.

The moment we upload our consciousness when the world dies, it means that our world has entered a completely different trajectory from other worlds.

Even if the new era you showed us really comes, we will never be able to return to the life we ​​once had through normal means.

Night City is decaying.

That's the decay that I can't erase no matter how many times I restart the data. It's the despair that stems from the fact that illusory hands can't hold up the real future!

We have perished.

What you see now are just a bunch of ghosts wandering in a world that is not ours.

But now, we have a chance.

We can grow with the conceptual plane of the Metal Spirit, and we can shape it with our own abilities and creativity. It has not yet been truly born, just like an egg incubation.

It needs us and we need it.

This is mutual achievement.

I cannot predict what kind of gift we will get at the moment when this conceptual plane is truly completed, but I can be sure that no matter how bad the outcome is, it will not be worse than it is now.

We need to be its spokesperson!

Mason, it's not me, it's not Roger and Morgan, it's not V and Panam and Judy, it's all of us!

All biological consciousness in the world of Mikoshi!

As a collective we will be the voice of the Metal Spirit, and we choose to be reborn by helping a world that wants to grow toward immortality.

At the moment when this 'world egg' longs for rebirth is hatched, we, the world weavers, will become immortal. "

Buttermos's shout silenced Mason and Barbara, while the mercenaries behind him clenched their fists.

"TMD! It's on fire!"

V hugged his long-legged girlfriend and shouted:

"Do it! Buttermoss, let's do it! It would be great to achieve immortality and all that."

"Asshole, it's useless for you guys who only know how to fight and destroy! This is about building, not destroying."

Bartmos shouted:

"Go back honestly. From today on, the commander of all military forces in the world of Kamikyu will be handed over to Mason Cooper! All data except for you bastards playing with guns will be transferred to the Metal Spirit Help me weave the world in the plane.

Nineteen days!

We only have nineteen days, and we must use 300% of our energy to complete this almost impossible task.

Mason, I need you to help me get my endorsement, I need you eh?

Why are you looking at me with this expression? "

"Because your impassioned declaration just now has gained you recognition in this conceptual plane. You are already a spokesperson, a bastard who speaks beautiful words."

The captain shrugged his shoulders, winking at Buttermos, whose whole body was glowing, as if he was hiding his merit and fame, and said:

"Although I don't know if you are deliberately cooperating with me, the classic strategy of red face and white face is really timeless, right?"