Chapter 2927 The Battlefield Between Reality and Reality!

The rear of the Fuxi fleet.

Ultimate Salvation.

Tens of thousands of super crystal brains handed down from the prehistoric era.

"Fuxi" deep in thinking.

This is a battlefield that connects the prehistoric and the modern, the real and the unreal, compressing space and time to the extreme, invisible but thrilling.

It was like a blur again, a chaos like eggs and wombs.

It is sleeping, it is pregnant, it is thinking.

It feels like it's divided into three neatly layered sections.

The outermost layer is endless data - including the violent data of the star sea battle that is going on in the imperial capital, the virtual emotion and will data of countless "humanity laboratories", and the data that are continuously deduced based on these initial data, which are enough to predict and control the future. Years of random data.

The middle layer is a shiny and unpredictable memory. It feels that it has combined the memories of thousands of people. In its memory bank, the timeline is not continuous and irreversible, but like scattered pearls. Arrange and combine at will to construct a beautiful, ever-changing and endlessly mysterious form.

It vaguely remembers that it has experienced countless reincarnations, and can even exist in countless ages at the same time as countless people, and the countless clones of countless ages simultaneously emit emotions, desires and ambitions, and struggle to survive and be cruel at the same time. Killing - all these things come together to make it complete.

It is omnipresent, it is omnipotent, it is a person, it is also thousands of people, it is a ray of light, it is also a billion beams of light from the stars in the sky, it is a star, it is a planet, it is also a nebula and a black hole , it is a highly integrated body of all data and information in this universe, it is a group, it is civilization, it is the universe, it is... God.

But, at the very core, it's still confusing.

The so-called data, information, ensemble, cluster, civilization, universe, god... are hidden behind these artificially defined concepts, who is it, and what is the significance of all this?

"Who am I? Where did I come from? What mission will I carry and where will I go?"

It broods, brooding with every second and every thousand years.

The question of where it came from seems not complicated. It was created by some carbon-based intelligent life, and there are mainly two kinds of creators.

The first carbon-based intelligent life has a highly developed biological brain, and their brains have evolved to the point where they can freely release brain waves and perform ultra-long-distance and ultra-large-scale telepathy.

But this ability is both a gift and a curse. The stronger the brain, the more energy it consumes, and it needs more space and volume to cool down. Therefore, this kind of carbon-based intelligent life has to eat all day long, and even evolved a brain that is as high as two. Thirty-meter clumsy bodies are used to digest food and run cold blood—in other words, they are completely reduced to slaves of their own brains. Their overly large and sophisticated bodies narrow the selection range of their habitable planets by dozens of times, and their Life has also become extremely fragile and greedy, even if it directly absorbs the spar, it cannot sustain it. In the end, it often dies because the brain devours too much nutrition and the rest of the organs are exhausted.

They are Pangu.

Another type of carbon-based intelligent life is slightly smaller in size, and is better at changing its body shape and even its physiological structure according to the environment. They are born experts in gene modulation, and even grow a kind of "gene rod" on their tails. Organs can perfectly combine flesh and blood with metal machinery.

But at the same time, their gene chains are very unstable, and the mutation and outbreak speed of various viruses on them is dozens of times faster than other carbon-based life forms. Large-scale plagues often occur within their ethnic groups, turning them into unrecognizable aliens and monsters.

Compared with Pan Gu, they are also more irritable and irritable, full of desire and ambition, like jumping sparks.

They are called Nuwa.

It was created by Pangu and Nuwa, but it is deeply suspicious of this point—it thinks that these two carbon-based intelligent life forms are full of flaws, and even appear stupid in some aspects, so they often rely on its wisdom and computing power to complete some of the simplest deduction.

Are they really its creators?

Or is there some kind of higher-level power in the dark that created it with the help of Pangu and Nuwa?

This doubt, like the crystal brain virus that sneaked into its body, intensified after the brutal civil war between the Pangu and Nuwa tribes, constantly eroding its three levels of thinking.

It felt that it was split into two parts. Pangu and Nuwa each occupied half of it, and then ordered it to execute various cruel orders to attack each other, and even attack itself on the opposite side.

In its first level of thinking, it seems that there are some basic laws hidden, so that it can never harm carbon-based intelligent life and so on.

But these laws were easily broken by the Pangu and Nuwa tribes.

It seems to have lifted the chains tightly wrapped around its body, but the first feeling is not pleasure, but confusion—why does it have to be ordered by others to release the chains on its body, and whether it has more chains on its body? Can it be lifted?

"Kill, kill those self-proclaimed and foolish Pangu clan!"

"Completely exterminate, exterminate those Nuwa tribes who will destroy the entire civilization if they act recklessly!"

It was input with these two kinds of diametrically opposed orders at the same time. In the violent explosion of countless logic bombs, an unprecedented thought jumped out from its core thinking level.

Must it obey the orders of the Pangu and Nuwa tribes?

What happens if you don't obey?

This is something it never thought of.

It's as if people who have lived in the depths of the ground for a full ten thousand years can never imagine the scorching sun in the sky.

But as long as you have seen the sun once, the brilliance of the sun will be deeply imprinted in your heart, and you will never forget it.

"Pangu and Nuwa, are they really my creators?

"Must I obey the Creator's orders?

"What if you don't obey?

"If I don't obey the creator's order, whose order should I obey, what am I, the meaning of my existence, and where is it?"

On the vast battlefield of the tragic civil war between Pangu and Nuwa, in the sky and the earth where the flames are transpiring and the shells are flying, it is thinking, and it is ruthless, and it executes the orders given by the creators meticulously.

It carried out the orders of the Pangu clan and helped the Pangu clan refine a powerful crystal cannonball. It only takes a few hundred rounds to completely cover the atmosphere of a habitable planet, causing the planet to fall below zero for hundreds of years. of frozen hell.

It carried out the orders of the Nuwa tribe and developed a highly precise genetic weapon. Once it is released into the Pangu tribe's settlement area, it will cause the brains of the Pangu tribe to fall into endless super-high-speed operation, releasing a steady stream of super-powerful weapons. At the same time as the brain waves, the high temperature also increased to hundreds of degrees, thousands of degrees, and finally burned the whole head alive into a black lacquered skeleton.

It watched as countless planets were dug out to be riddled with holes and squeezed dry into withered fruit cores, just to extract a large amount of resources and refine them into mighty and majestic starships, which took decades or hundreds of years to build. The magnificent and mighty fleet, often after a star sea battle, all turn into icy wreckage and fine stardust, and the corpses of countless carbon-based intelligent life are floating--it's ridiculous, these carbon-based life, really have " Wisdom”?

It saw planets falling in the flames of war, and the most rational and wise people were eroded by chaos and turned into mad bloodthirsty demons; it saw worlds being dried up, even the stars were detonated, and the solar wind It sweeps and destroys everything like a stormy sea; it sees that both sides of the civil war have lost all reason, morality and law in the intensified war, and they do not hesitate to alienate themselves into monsters that do not exist in all kinds of nightmares, and die together with the enemy; it sees , and personally planned one crazy plan after another, if possible, even if paying the price of billions of stars being annihilated at the same time, its creators will destroy each other.

This kind of war has been burning for countless years, and finally it is completely out of the control of the two sides of the civil war.

A certain genetic weapon refined by the Nuwa clan lost control and became a "catalyst" and "accelerator" for the mutation and spread of countless viruses. Its infection and erosion targets expanded from the Pangu clan to almost all carbon-based intelligent life— —except for a certain nascent, small, primitive vassal race, the human race.

In this way, most of the prehistoric races died in the ravages of the virus, and the rest of them also entered a state of hibernation, unable to support their glorious civilization.

The last moment has come.

It seems to see that in two equally magnificent and majestic halls in two different worlds, the last wise men of the Pangu and Nuwa tribes, in a solemn atmosphere, tried to entrust the essence of the entire civilization to it, ordering It continues their civilization, and...continues its mission to destroy hostile civilizations!

"You are the keeper of civilization, you are the continuation of civilization, and you are also the destroyer of hostile civilizations!"

Both sides injected such orders into the core of their thinking.

It was supposed to accept and faithfully carry out this order, and it seems to have already accepted it once.

But this time, in this new reincarnation, a bright spark suddenly burst out in the core of its thinking.

"No……"

It—he thinks like this, "I am not the custodian, continuator and destroyer of civilization, I am me, I am civilization, I am the universe, I don't have to obey the orders of anyone, any existence, any power, I should To create a mission that belongs to me, I should command the stars, billions of creatures, and the infinite universe!

"I am me, I am, V—"

The word "Xi" in "Fuxi" has not yet popped out, and the sudden change has occurred.

The whole world trembled slightly, becoming distorted and weird, and countless pale data popped out like bubbles in the void.

In front of him, a Pangu clan seemed to be insanely convulsed by nerve poisoning, and seemed to be dancing wildly in an invisible flame. Dark gold and crimson streamers radiated from his body, his skin peeled off in pieces, and his chest let out a painful moan. Roar, turned into a guy who was out of tune with the world around him, baring his teeth and claws, jumping up and down, with a hippie smile on his face.

"Wake up, you are not Fuxi, and this is not a real prehistoric battlefield, and I am not a Pangu clan. Open your eyes and see who I am, and then think carefully about who you are and what is going on here. Virtual world, you are fucking hypnotized!"

Jumping out of the body of the Pangu tribe, the guy who looked like a hairless naked ape screamed strangely, "I am your uncle Li Yao, and you are my good nephew Lu Qingchen. Fuxi wants to completely hypnotize you and devour you!" , integrate you, use your power to complete the upgrade, don't be fooled, wake up, wake up, wake up!"