Chapter 2936

Behind the Fuxi fleet.

The ultimate rescue.

In the super crystal brain handed down from the flood and famine era of tens of thousands of Taiwan.

Fuxi's deep thinking.

This is a real and illusory battlefield that connects the flood and the modern, and compresses space and time to the extreme.

It's like a blur, like the chaos of eggs and uterus.

It's sleeping, it's nurturing, it's thinking.

It feels like it's divided into three distinct parts.

The outermost layer is endless data, including the violent data of the ongoing star sea battle in the imperial capital, the virtual emotion and will data of countless "human lab", and the random data continuously deduced from these initial data, which is enough to predict and control the future ten thousand years.

The middle layer is a glittering and unpredictable memory. It feels that it has mixed the memories of thousands of people. In its memory bank, the time line is not continuous and irreversible, but like scattered pearls, which can be arranged and combined at will to form a beautiful, ever-changing and mysterious form.

It vaguely remembers that it has experienced countless reincarnations, and even can exist in countless times as countless people, and countless parts of countless times emit happiness, anger, sadness, desire and ambition at the same time, struggle for survival and cruel killing at the same time. All these combine to form a complete it.

It is omnipresent, it is omnipotent, it is a person, it is also tens of thousands of people, it is a beam of light, it is also hundreds of millions of rays of stars, it is a star, it is a planet, it is also a nebula and black hole, it is the high integration of all data and information in the universe, it is a group, it is civilization, it is the universe, it is... God.

But at the core, it's still confused.

The so-called data, information, integration, 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 do I come from? What kind of mission will I carry and where will I go? "

It meditates, every second and every ten thousand years.

As for where it comes from, it doesn't seem complicated. It is created by some carbon based intelligent life. There are mainly two kinds of creators.

The first kind of carbon based intelligent life has a highly developed biological brain, whose brain has evolved to be able to freely release brain waves for ultra long distance and large-scale ECG sensing.

But this ability is both a gift and a curse. The stronger the brain is, the more energy it consumes, and the larger the space and volume it needs to cool down. As a result, this kind of carbon based intelligent life has to eat all day long, and even evolved a clumsy body as high as 20-30 meters to digest food and run cold blood - in other words, they are completely enslaved to their own brain, Their huge and sophisticated bodies have reduced the selection range of habitable planets by dozens of times, and their lives have become particularly vulnerable and greedy. Even if they absorb crystal directly, they can't support them. In the end, their brains often devour too much nutrition, and other organs dry up and die.

They are Pangu.

Another kind of carbon based intelligent life is a little smaller, and is better at changing its body shape and even physiological structure according to the environment. They are natural experts in gene modulation, and even grow an organ called "gene stick" on their tail, which can perfectly combine flesh and blood with metal machinery.

But similarly, their gene chain is very unstable. The mutation and outbreak speed of various viruses on them is tens of times faster than that of other carbon based life. Large scale pestilence often occurs within their ethnic groups, turning them into alien and monsters beyond recognition.

Compared with Pangu, they are also more irritable, full of desire and ambition, like jumping Mars.

They are called Nuwa.

It was Pangu and Nu Wa who jointly created it, but this was deeply doubted by it. It felt that these two kinds of carbon based intelligent life were full of defects, and even seemed stupid in some aspects. It often had to rely on its wisdom and computing power to complete some of the simplest deduction.

Are they really its creators?

Or is there a higher level of power in the dark, with the help of Pangu and Nu Wa's hands, to create it?

This doubt, like the crystal brain virus that sneaks into its body, becomes more and more intense after the cruel civil war between Pangu and Nuwa, and constantly erodes its three levels of thinking.

It felt that it was divided into two parts, Pangu and Nuwa occupied half of it respectively, and then ordered it to carry out all kinds of cruel orders to attack each other, even to attack itself.

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

But these rules were easily broken by Pangu and Nuwa.

It's like lifting the chains that hang around its body, but the first feeling is not pleasure, but confusion - why does it have to be ordered by others to lift the chains? Is there any more chains on its body? Can it lift them?

"Kill, kill those stupid Pangu people

"Exterminate completely, exterminate those who act recklessly and will destroy the whole civilization of Nuwa people!"

At the same time, it was given these two opposite commands. In the fierce explosion of countless logic bombs, an unprecedented idea jumped out of its core thinking level.

Must it obey the orders of Pangu and Nuwa?

If not, what will happen?

It's something it never thought of.

It's like people who have lived in the depths of the earth for 10000 years can never imagine the sun in the sky.

But as long as you see the sun once, the brilliance of the sun will be deeply imprinted in your heart and will never be forgotten.

"Are Pangu and Nuwa really my creators?

"Must I obey the orders of the creator?

"What if you don't obey?

"If I don't obey the orders of the creator, whose orders should I obey? What am I, and what is the meaning of my existence?"

In the vast battlefield of Pangu and Nuwa's fierce civil war, in the world of flames and shells, it thought, and carried out the orders issued by the creators mercilessly and meticulously.

It carried out the orders of the Pangu people and helped them refine a kind of crystal shell with infinite power. As long as hundreds of shells were fired, it could completely cover the atmosphere of a habitable planet and make the planet fall into an ice hell below zero for hundreds of years.

It implements the orders of the Nuwa people and develops a highly accurate genetic weapon. Once it is put into the inhabited areas of the Pangu people, it will make the brain of the Pangu people run at an endless super high speed, continuously releasing super strong brain waves. At the same time, it will also rise to hundreds of degrees, thousands of degrees of high temperature, and eventually burn the whole brain into a black skeleton.

It can't help but watch countless planets being dug into holes and squeezed into withered nuts. In order to squeeze a large amount of resources and refine them into powerful starships, it takes decades or hundreds of years to build a magnificent fleet. After a star sea battle, it often turns into cold wrecks and tiny pieces of stars, There are also countless remains of carbon based intelligent life floating - ridiculous, do these carbon based life really have "wisdom"?

It sees stars fall in the war, and the most rational wise are also eroded by chaos, turning into crazy bloodthirsty demons; It can see that the world is exhausted, even the stars are detonated, and the solar wind sweeps and destroys everything like a storm; It sees that both sides of the civil war have lost all their sense, morality and law in the increasingly fierce war, and they do not hesitate to alienate themselves into monsters that do not exist in all kinds of nightmares and die with the enemy; It saw and personally planned a series of crazy plans. If possible, even at the cost of the simultaneous annihilation of hundreds of millions of stars, its creators would destroy each other.

This kind of war burned for countless years, and finally completely out of the control of both sides of the civil war.

Some genetic weapons refined by the Nuwa people have lost control and become "catalysts" and "combustion aids" for the mutation and spread of countless viruses. Their infection and erosion targets have expanded from the Pangu people to almost all carbon based intelligent life - except for some new, small, primitive vassal race and human beings.

In this way, the vast majority of the flood and famine races died in the ravages of the virus, and the rest of them went into hibernation, unable to support their brilliant civilization.

The last moment has come.

The majestic and grand beautiful decoration of the two magnificent and magnificent hall of the two different worlds, the last wise men of Pangu and Nuwa people, in a solemn atmosphere, tried to entrust the essence of the whole civilization to it, order it to continue their civilization and continue their mission to eliminate the hostile civilization.

"You are the keeper of civilization, the successor of civilization, and the destroyer of hostile civilization!"

Both sides inject such orders into its core of thinking.

It should have accepted and faithfully carried out the order, and it seems that it has already accepted it once.

But this time, in this new samsara, its thinking core suddenly burst out a little bright Mars.

"No..."

It - he thought, "I am not the keeper, successor and destroyer of civilization, I am myself, I am civilization, I am the universe, I do not have to obey the command of any person, any existence, any power, I should create my own mission, it is up to me to command the stars, billions of creatures, the infinite universe!

"I am me, I am, Fu --"

The word "Xi" of "Fuxi" has not yet jumped out, and it has changed suddenly.

The whole world trembles and becomes distorted and weird. Countless pale data emerge from the void like bubbles.

In front of him, a Pangu nationality seems to be suffering from neurotoxicity and convulsions, or dancing wildly in an invisible flame, with dark gold and red streamers around him. His skin peels off and his chest roars with pain. He turns into a guy who is out of tune with the world around him, with his teeth and claws open, jumping up and down, and smiling face.

"Wake up, you are not Fuxi, this is not a real battlefield, I am not Pangu, open your eyes to see who I am, and then think about who you are, what's the matter, this is a virtual world, you are hypnotized!"

This guy jumped out of the body of Pangu people, like a hairless naked ape, and said, "I'm your uncle Li Yao, you're my good nephew LV Qingchen. Fuxi wants to hypnotize you, swallow you, integrate you, and upgrade with your strength. Don't be fooled, wake up, wake up, wake up!"