Chapter 420 Chapter 417 Don't Be Afraid

Among the services provided to Pioneer VIP, there are firearms, but not many, and both salesmen look unfamiliar with this aspect. They introduced it to Zhuang Xuteng for a long time, but they kept talking in circles, and the content they provided was very vague, without the actual parameters of the weapons.

Seeing that he could not get the real thing, Zhuang Xuteng stopped pestering about their business level and placed an order directly. "No matter what the gun looks like, I'll buy it anyway, and it will be delivered as soon as it is available. It's just two guns! The price is about the same as the Shadow Gun, I can afford it."

Signing contracts, swiping cards, and placing orders, Zhuang Xuteng, the Pioneer VIP, must at least promote the word "Pioneer". According to the two shopping guides, their main income is still commissions from various businesses, but it is unknown how much commission they can get from the two guns worth 10,000 euros.

One can only get a glimpse of the clues through their expressions: there is money, but not much, and they want to sell more things. Unfortunately, Zhuang Xuteng is already seeing him off.

According to the work schedule, the execution puppets began their first day of work at the protein worm farm. The three guys really didn't need to rest. They put on long waterproof boots and slowly but firmly stepped into the paddy field covered by the greenhouse. They took the net bag and began to turn over the protein worms, picked out the sick and yellow ones, soaked them in treatment liquid, and turned over the rest. Finally, they moved around.

Above their heads, a row of bright sunlight radiation lamps shone on them. This kind of broken thing that can cause ordinary people to suffer from various cancers cannot harm the execution puppets; under their feet, the milky nutrient solution slowly rippled in the pool, reflecting three twisted, zombie-like reflections.

Zhuang Xuteng took out his pipe. The titanium alloy mouthpiece had been replaced more than 20 times due to absorption, but the "pipe" was still very clean. He didn't have the habit of smoking, but today he watched the execution puppet working in his own protein worm field. It was hard to describe his mood and he felt that he should take a puff.

The exhaled smoke rose and lingered in front of Zhuang Xuteng, making the scene in his vision more trance and psychedelic. From now on, execution puppets have already begun to enter social production and gradually replace some jobs?

Zhuang Xuteng has always thought that his family's small piece of land is like a haven from the world, which will be exactly the same as before and will not be affected by urban development. The people here do the same work as a hundred years ago, get the same diseases, suffer the same torture and die the same way. He once hoped that good changes would come from the sky, but later he felt that only through his own efforts, even if he killed people, even if he stole, as long as he got money, he could make this place better.

Money was earned and spent; changes came, but he didn't know whether this change was good or not. Zhuang Xuteng was a little confused. He didn't know how to evaluate the scene of execution puppets working in the fields. Is this progress? If it is progress, why don't you feel that you have improved?

If you calculate carefully, the income brought to the family by several protein worm fields has actually decreased. What has changed is only the workload and the possibility of his parents getting sick again. If Zhuang Xuteng had not set up a family fund in his brother's name with his own money, his parents' living standards would definitely have declined if they only relied on the income from the protein worm field to the executive puppet. This means that their ability to resist life risks has declined. If they want to save some money, they must find another job.

Find a job, it's easy to say these three words, but it's hard to do it. Where to find a job? There were not many jobs to begin with, and now they have to compete with the executive puppets, which must be even more difficult. Zhuang Xuteng frowned and thought for a long time, and he finished a pot of tobacco, but he didn't figure it out. At this time, the executive puppets had finished the work of a greenhouse, and they stepped out of the pool and prepared to work in the next greenhouse.

"Please make way." The executive puppet spoke in a hoarse, mechanical voice and made a "please" gesture.

Zhuang Xuteng was a little surprised. He didn't know that this thing could speak. "Is it a pre-recorded sound or a remote control?" Zhuang Xuteng stepped aside to make way for the doorway while observing the three guys in detail.

By observing the reaction of the shadow energy, the three execution puppets are currently in "offline mode". All their actions are based on the simple program just set, with Zhuang Xuteng's demonstration as a template, plus the company's basic settings for protein insect field work. However, there are differences between the three execution puppets, which are reflected in the subtle differences in their walking, obstacle avoidance, acceleration and deceleration, and steering buffering. Only those who can observe the differences in characteristics such as pace and stride can find the difference.

To put it simply: if you identify people by their movement posture, they are three independent individuals and will not be confused as one. However, the difference between the three of them is very small, and it feels to Zhuang Xuteng like three people who have been restrained by the same kind of shackles and walked out.

Obviously, the "difference" comes from the different bone structures and muscle compositions of the execution puppets, and the "same" point is the execution puppet's shadow chip and the work process called "program". Zhuang Xuteng followed behind the execution puppets, and used the shadow eye to observe and record the flow of shadow energy on them. I have to say that these three guys are really energy-efficient. According to their workload, their overall energy consumption in a month is comparable to that of electrical equipment at home. According to the electricity bill, when converted into money to buy food, it is lower than that of people with the same workload.

What do you think of this?

An evil fire suddenly arose in Zhuang Xuteng's heart. He raised his hand and used bone spear gestures to aim at the execution puppets, wanting to shoot three of them in the head. The three execution puppets didn't care at all. They continued the work at hand, clattering and churning in the protein worm field, as if this was their entire world. Seeing this, Zhuang Xuteng felt that the walking dead could not be blamed for all the troubles in the world, and there was no point in blowing them up!

Withdrawing his fingers, Zhuang Xuteng shook his head, left the greenhouse and went back to the house. The house is being renovated, and most of the original furniture has been sold. A small part is kept in the room originally reserved for hired workers, and the rest is piled in a neighbor's house to be moved back after the decoration is completed. Originally, Zhuang Xuteng had no place to sleep here, but he didn't need to rest when executing the puppet, so wouldn't the room for the hired workers be free? Zhuang Xuteng went in and took a look. Hey, my old bed happened to be in the room. It looked so familiar!

He slept soundly on the familiar bed, especially after talking to Morgana on the phone first and complaining about the strange things about performing puppet work, he fell asleep faster. After falling asleep this time, he came to the Stone Pillar Hall. After entering the door, he simply raised his hand to say hello to the Lich Master, and then went straight to his own stone pillar.

The text on the pillar has indeed changed. Now it is a long paragraph. Each time it appears, it spans several pages, and it can already represent most of the content of an article. Thanks to the context, there is no need to engage in puzzle guessing activities anymore. Even if the large paragraphs of text that appear before and after do not belong to the same article, as long as they are all recorded, at least there will be no mistakes.

The Lich Master noticed Zhuang Xuteng's actions, and it quickly left the throne and chased after him while floating. It followed behind and shifted its gaze from Zhuang Xuteng to the stone pillars of the hall. Although it cannot see the specific changing words, it can feel the changes in the aura emitted by the pillars.

"What happened?"

"Now one column will display five to six thousand words, and we have the prototype of a complete article. I can read it to you, do you want to listen?"

"listen!"

Trapped in the Stone Pillar Hall, without a body and unable to see the outside world, life here is like a prison. The entire hall is full of his own memories and the various skills that he has mastered. To put it bluntly, they are all nothing new. These are the torture of the Lich Master in prison.

The Lich Master transforms himself into a Lich with only one fundamental purpose: to have a longer life to study and learn. Thanks to the seventy-third stone pillar and the information that Zhuang Xuteng could bring it, it was able to avoid the fate of being unable to deal with new problems and gradually dying out. The process of changing from a lich to a skeleton, and then from a skeleton to ashes, is actually not difficult. As long as the Lich Master is extremely bored and loses the desire to learn and improve, the Lich Soul Fire in its eyes will go out.

By controlling the flow of time in the Stone Pillar Hall, Master Lich made Zhuang Xuteng read more than seventy articles. There is no trace of magic in these articles. They are all observations and thoughts about society, solutions to problems, and analysis and judgment of situations...

Zhuang Xuteng and Master Lich don't know what kind of environment the person who wrote these articles is in, nor do they know whether there are mages or shadow followers in the world he lives in. They only know that these are not important. The real shining point of all the articles lies in his way of thinking, including how to look at problems, how to deal with them, and how to make the process of solving problems withstand the test again and again.

"It can be seen that he thinks very far, and his perspective on the world is extraordinary..." Master Lich thought about it carefully and said, "I have lived consciously for more than five thousand years, and I have never seen such a person. ”

Zhuang Xuteng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you think he is better than you?"

"It depends on which aspect. If you compare spells, he can't survive for a moment in front of me. But when I enter his field, I can only be regarded as an apprentice." The Lich Master stared at Zhuang Xuteng and said: "I am very proud, but Not arrogant. I would lose in many comparisons, such as comparing muscle mass with you.”

"This is the truth." Zhuang Xuteng nodded and said, "Master Lich, how do you evaluate this person?"

"It's hard to evaluate. If he is only good at writing, he is probably at the level of an excellent teacher; if he can complete what he writes in his article and actually successfully find a path, then he is a very powerful person. I think he is also good at it. I have to constantly persuade and educate people, so that they can think in one place and work hard in one place. It feels very tiring! If it were me, if I cast a spell, everyone in the city would be thinking in sync with me, and they would do whatever I asked them to do. That would be much more convenient.”

"Have you ever done that kind of thing?" Zhuang Xuteng was shocked. He lowered his head and looked at his hands and murmured: "It would be so handsome if I could do that anytime."

"You can't live that long. Become a lich first, and then consider controlling the thoughts of a city of people all at once." The Lich Master waved his hand and said, "I'll tell you more, there's no point in doing that at all. You see Everyone in the city thinks the same as you, they just feel like they are living in a mirror world, with your own shadow everywhere. I only lasted two days and got bored. If it were a normal person with a brain, it would be enough in one day. Tortured to madness.”

Zhuang Xuteng scratched his head and said: "It's hard to imagine what it would be like. It feels too beyond my understanding... Hey, Master Lich, can you control the skeletons to work in the fields?"

"It's not difficult at all. You can do such a job by manipulating corpses, and of course I can do it!"

"What if there were a whole city of skeletons and zombies? Can you let them do different jobs and engage in production every day?" Zhuang Xuteng asked: "If you could do that, wouldn't people in the city not have to work? "

"Well... things are not that simple." Master Lich said: "Historically speaking, the empire of the undead has been established three times, and they have not ended well. The reasons are different, some collapsed from within, and some collapsed due to external forces. The crusade failed... many scholars studied their respective problems and wanted to find out the reasons for their success and failure. I am a necromancer, and I also have such magical abilities, so I am also interested in these studies. However..."

"But what?" Zhuang Xuteng asked.

"After reading the content on your seventy-four stone pillars today, I have a lot of new ideas and thoughts, and new thinking about the reasons for the failure of those undead empires. Zhuang Xuteng, please let me think about it, and I will have an update Better answers for you."

"Oh... no problem." Zhuang Xuteng changed the topic and asked: "How do you feel about the bones you got back from Hill Lee? Can you use them?"

"Yes. With a few more pieces like this, I can build myself a basic body." Master Lich thought for a while and asked: "Zhuang Xuteng, how much can the content on this pillar show, and how much does it relate to your personal experience and thinking? There is a connection. There has been such a big change. Did you encounter anything outside? "

Zhuang Xuteng told the Lich Master about the execution of the puppet to come to the house to do work.

After listening carefully to Zhuang Xuteng's story, Master Lich finally understood the cause and effect. "No wonder you are asking about the Empire of the Undead. It turns out that you are worried that your world will become the next Empire of the Undead. Well...this worry is not delusional. I feel that the execution puppets are more powerful than the skeleton laborers of the Undead Empire in history. And The energy of the company is much stronger than that of a single necromancer..."

"Yeah..." Zhuang Xuteng nodded and said: "Once the company starts mass production, execution puppets will be overwhelming, and all jobs may be replaced by them. What will the world look like?"

"You don't have to worry too early, and there's no need to worry blindly and blur the boundaries between fantasy and reality. Execution puppets are not created out of thin air. Skeleton workers need skeletons as raw materials, and the same goes for execution puppets. If you want to understand this To understand the impact of the incident, you must first understand the origin and current situation of the matter. What is the execution puppet made of? How much does it cost? If you don’t understand these, you don’t even have the right target.”