Chapter 237 Funeral
From the scattered information leaked by the other party, Bai Mo learned that it was the culprit of all the disasters more than three years ago. But at this time, more than a thousand meters under the sea, the cold and high-pressure water made most of his offensive spiritual skills impossible. All have no effect.
But the other party is also a being who is proficient in mental telekinesis, and telekinesis that ignores the medium is difficult to work. He can only choose to use the most primitive physical attack.
Under Bai Mo's control, three javelins condensed from Xuanhua attacked the same point on the wall almost continuously, leaving a small hole in Ceres' body.
"I remember you..." After finally giving the order for the six bugs that were guarding it to hold the other party to death, it dropped its cruel words and disappeared into the almost lightless deep sea.
In Bai Mo's view, these six-headed bugs were completely test subjects given to him. Although the shell is strong enough, in the face of the all-pervasive power of mind, it can only be killed with just a thought.
Unfortunately, he was in the deep sea now and he didn't have any certainty of killing the brain worm, so he let it leave.
A clone was created again, and he was asked to take away the dark green energy sample that he had sealed with spiritual magic and the corpses of several insects. The main body slowly surfaced to join the large army.
"You did all of this?" asked Chen Bo, who continued to lead the team.
"The vast majority are not."
Bai Mo briefly explained what happened to the other party, and by the way also mentioned that the culprit of the disaster had actually been hiding under the sea, and that he had actually killed the wrong (alien) person before.
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The moment the two people's eyes met, the communication of mental fluctuations was completed.
After completing the exchange, Chen Bo directly ordered the coalition forces to disband and no longer pursue the Hai Clan who dispersed in a hurry.
Because he had received a report from the command room, the Sea Clan troops that originally went to the Arctic Ocean from all over the world gradually dispersed and began to return to their respective sea areas.
Moreover, chasing down a group of fish in the ocean that is more numerous than yourself is not a reliable thing.
At this point, this battle with heavy casualties but an anticlimax finally came to an end, followed by a cruel post-war redistribution of interests.
None of these disturbances really disturbed Bai Mo's life.
On the seventh day after the war, the funeral in Huataishan.
The number and size of the attendees was unprecedented, and many foreign ability users who had fallen in love with him on the battlefield also arrived at Tianqing in advance.
The five giants who had made breakthroughs on the battlefield all attended in person. Even the most unruly Teach put away the black smoke that lingered around him all day long, straightened out the black suit he was not used to, and his expression became solemn. , bowed three times to this pioneer who sacrificed his life on the road of exploration.
Bai Mo stood aside quietly, recalling the scene from the first meeting with the old man, sighing softly, and then bowed to his photo.
The funeral lasted for a whole day, and finally his empty coffin was buried in the prepared tomb. Three pure gold inscription-engraved volumes of "Martial Art", "Xingyi Dao" and "Qiaodian" were also buried as funerary objects. were buried inside together.
Before leaving, Bai Mo saw Hua Qing sitting in the corner with red eyes.
"Uncle Bai..."
"What are your plans in the future?" Bai Mo has known for a long time that Huataishan, who has been seeking martial arts all his life, does not have a wife or children. This granddaughter is actually the child he adopted from the orphanage eight years ago. Now his sudden departure has made him Hua Qing, an unrelated person, felt extremely embarrassed in the Hua family.
"I don't know either..." She also felt confused when talking about the future.
"Follow her from now on." Bai Mo pointed at Chen Xi behind him.
"Thank you, Uncle Bai." Hua Qing rubbed her red eyes.
"I didn't expect you to be a good person." On the way back, Chen Xi didn't shy away from Hua Qing, who was sitting next door, and started joking with Bai Mo.
"He finally made my eyes lose all ability, and I could observe the world with a normal person's vision again." Bai Mo did not answer, but said to himself.
"So what you're seeing now is the same as everyone else's?"
Bai Mo nodded.
"Very beautiful." He simply answered her next question.
"How did you know I wanted to ask this question?!"
"Guess."
"Why can you always look so calm and relaxed?" It was rare to chat with this elusive boss, so Chen Xi asked a few more questions.
"If nothing happens to me now, I will probably have a lifespan of four to five hundred years. In the face of a life measured in hundreds of years, many things are just passing clouds."
"Like an old man." Chen Xi muttered, "How do you know how long you can live?"
"Feeling. No matter how immortal the body is, as long as there is still exchange of information with the outside world, new memories will continue to be generated, and the brain will selectively forget part of it for the purpose of protection."
"The mind is like a disk. The memory will be erased and written, which will always cause losses. The period until it is scrapped is about 150 to 170 years, but in fact the body's 'shelf life' will be longer than This time is much shorter.”
"Are you saying that the original shortcoming of human lifespan was the physical body, but now that the physical body has been transformed by spiritual energy, the shortcoming has become thinking?"
"Absolutely, before the advent of spiritual energy, human body modification or mind uploading were actually aimed at the physical body. However, there was no spiritual scanning at that time, and no one could confirm the existence of souls and extend the life of the body. Shelf life is the way to go.”
"But ordinary people's thinking has its limit after all. Even if you go all the way and forget all the way, the time you can persist will not be much longer, because if you forget too much, it will be the same as Alzheimer's disease patients. There’s no big difference.”
"As for memory chips and even auxiliary brain chips...CPU, memory, and hard disk are not the same thing after all."
"It's still such a crazy statement. It seems that even if the eyes are normal, the person is still the same." Chen Xi, who was half-understanding, laughed.
"The right way is for the body that carries the mind to advance in sync with the mind itself that represents the self. People whose minds are not strong enough may lose their self little by little after living for a long time. Even if the body is immortal, they are just a living dead."
"So what exactly is thinking?" Hua Qing, who had been silent for a long time, asked.
"I don't know it clearly, I just have a vague feeling."
"I bet you were just bragging?"
"Research is called conjecture."
Whether it was the small pieces of debris rescued from the spacecraft, the corpses of a few alien bugs, or the weird dark green energy, they were all worth his time to explore.
In addition, the summary of the new level of power and performance, and the transformation of the seal lingering on oneself into spiritual arts, each of these requires detailed analysis.
After a brief discussion, both the strange substance itself and the level of power after the fusion stage were finally named Xuanhua. The new level where Chen Bo and others were located was also given an official name - Xuanhua. Huajing.
After all, almost everyone who participated in the war owed Huatai Mountain a favor, so when Bai Mo proposed the naming method and the reason at the meeting, no one raised any objection.
As for the path of condensation he has taken in private, Bai Mo does not intend to make it public before the completion of his psychic network plan, because it is likely to affect the implementation of the entire plan, and he does not want to create more variables.