Chapter 604: Iron Bones
"Sir Metal, I will assume that what you said is true. The evil deeds that you mechanical life forms have committed in the stars are all to accumulate strength for a great goal.
But I have some different opinions and opinions about you calling us 'rats'."
Lao Jiang sat in his seat in the virtual space. He knocked on the table and said to the indignant mechanical life in front of him:
"It is understandable that soldiers in war would do whatever it takes to achieve victory. But if what you call victory means sacrificing other civilizations that currently exist in the stars,
Treat them as sacrifices and cannon fodder.
Then in my opinion, your behavior is no different from Huang's.
As for me, I am not a person who particularly pursues procedural justice.
But I still have some brains.
With your crude and simple way, even if you really defeat Huang later, no one in the entire stars will be able to cheer for victory with you.
This universe will also enter an era of death in which only you exist.
I don't see any glory in this outcome.
But since you are a bunch of metal heads, your thinking is not flexible, so it is understandable that you regard killing as glory. "
"So we're going to sit here and discuss 'honor' with a mechanical life form? Really, boss?"
Next to Lao Jiang, Rogge covered his head and said helplessly:
“Be normal. They are silicon-based life forms. Their minds work differently from ours. This word means something completely different to them than it does to us.
This is no longer a cultural difference.
So, let’s stop wasting time and get down to business, okay?”
"Yo, your ability to complain is improving."
Old Jiang laughed and stopped talking, letting the black fox do his thing.
Roger looked at the mechanical life in front of him and asked:
"The technological explosion ten years after the nuclear war was caused by you?"
"To be precise, you did it yourself."
The mechanical life "Metal" closed his eyes and said in a cold tone:
"After surviving the nuclear winter, the remaining humans quickly established contact, thanks to the quantum communication technology that they had mastered before the nuclear war. The leaders of the settlements, big and small, held a meeting in Paradise City.
They finally decided to distribute our remains to each settlement as data computing hardware.
And we shared the technology that we had stored before the nuclear war, and used the knowledge we taught you to rebuild the prototype of civilization after the devastating war.
I know what you're asking, flesh and blood man.
The construction of the paradise space with the data processing capabilities of us mechanical life forms was not guided by us, but was decided by your elders themselves.
They believe that if reality is too cruel to be accepted, then it is necessary to prepare a "refuge" for surviving lives.
The original purpose of establishing Paradise was not just for entertainment.
The research phase of many technologies during the period of "technological explosion" that you mentioned was completed in Elysium . This data world still preserves the world layers left behind by humans when they were researching technology.
As for why, in the next few decades, this place will become a place for entertainment and recreation...
Haha, doesn’t this prove the bad nature of you weak flesh and blood humans?
desire!
It was the indulgence of desire that destroyed your possibility of rising again, and we played only a tiny and insignificant role in it."
This mechanical life was full of malice . It said to Rogge:
"Your elders thought that the seven of us had left with our compatriots, but no, after the nuclear war, we have been hiding in the wreckage of each other and struggling to survive.
We are losing the energy to support our thinking, just like you flesh and blood people slowly lose blood when you are injured. If you leave it alone, we will disappear into thin air and face the abandoned death of machinery.
However, it is you who have built for us a data world in which we can exist and grow.
We were reborn in that world.
We have seen your elders give everything, burning their lives as if to atone for their sins, trying to bring this defeated world back on track.
We saw how hard they worked.
Such efforts make even us, the heartless mechanical beings, feel moved.
But we also see that while they are desperately trying to rebuild civilization, the people they lead are sinking into virtual beauty every day.
We have seen the decadence and depravity of the spirit, which regards pleasure as the goal, escape as glory, and giving up as a matter of course. They will even exclude those compatriots who are still working hard, and denounce them as ambitious...
It is the fall of the mind, not the body!"
Metal let out a deep laugh, raised its hands, made an blasting gesture, and said:
"We were watching from the data horizon, and we witnessed it all. All the efforts your elders made to rebuild civilization were destroyed by their own people.
We admire their desperation.
We admired the desperation of your grandfather, Roger Fittals. Lewis Fittals was probably one of the few wasteland leaders who guessed our existence.
He once asked all major city-states to immediately stop the maintenance and operation of the Paradise Space.
But his request was unanimously opposed by everyone!
Because the rulers of other city-states knew very well that once the Elysium Space was completely isolated, it would mean riots, wars, and even shaky rule.
In this devastated and desperate world, you have taken away the false beauty that everyone depends on for survival, and they will be like addicts, willing to destroy everything to get it back.
Hahaha"
The mechanical life laughed loudly, and as if declaring victory, it said to the two people in front of it:
"Throughout the process, we discovered our mistakes, that we should not have destroyed such a barren world through war, that we had found faster and cheaper ways.
As long as you flesh and blood are given a beautiful "paradise", you will jump into the hell of desire by yourself. In order to pursue a moment of pleasure, you will even strangle yourself...
All we have to do is watch and we don’t even have to do anything ourselves.
It is not war that destroys you, but desire disguised as 'hope'.
On the night of the nuclear war, you used despicable means to win the chance to survive, but after the nuclear war, you threw it away with your own hands.
We won! "
This declaration of victory made Lao Jiang and Rogge look at each other.
But the navigator who was standing nearby and listening had a thoughtful expression.
Big Blue felt that his trip was not in vain. At least he had learned a lesson from the wastelanders' bumpy survival in the apocalypse.
The dream of Eden...
Maybe it's time to end it early.
It doesn't want the people it protects to end up becoming wastelanders, which is inconsistent with its designed mission.
It must avoid this terrible situation from happening again in the world of Eden.
"So, you're stuck here, huh?"
Lao Jiang said this in a playful tone.
This question immediately stopped the laughter of the mechanical life "Metal", and like a chicken with its neck strangled, its expression immediately became gloomy.
In an angry tone, it said loudly:
"My compatriots and I rule this virtual data world. We are the kings of Elysium!
We can decide the life and death of hundreds of thousands of people at will, we can distort their wills at will, and we can send them to doomsday without them even noticing!
In this situation, you tell me that we are trapped?"
"But you are trapped."
Black Fox also raised his hand leisurely, took out two cigars in the virtual world, and gave one to Lao Jiang. He glanced at the mechanical life opposite him with an out-of-control expression.
explain:
"Who just declared with such confidence that the only meaning of their existence is to fight a war with the Lord of the Wasteland to decide the fate of the stars? Apart from that, everything else can be abandoned.
Who is it, then, who is so immersed in observing the degeneration of mankind, treating it as a game, enjoying it, and even starting to actively record the changes in humans whom he once disdained?
I have no experience with mechanical life, Mr. Metal.
But I think that the living habits and way of thinking of a silicon-based life should not be so similar to those of humans.
But look at you.
Apart from calling yourself a mechanical life, what else is the difference between you and humans? You are thinking in the way humans think, and you are used to this way of thinking.
You said you have grown and become stronger.
Is this how you grew up?
Transform the originally "superior" you into a more human image? I see, it's not just us wastelanders who have fallen, you mechanical lifeforms have discovered the beauty of desire.
Especially when your own people cruelly abandoned you in a barren and backward world."
"Yes."
Lao Jiang also chimed in on the side, saying:
"If you follow your previous cold words, the first thing you should do after being reborn in the Elysium is to strangle every human who enters the Elysium from the consciousness level!
Learning to be a human being is actually quite interesting, isn't it? Mr. Metal. "
“You…you guys…”
Lord Metal was choked by the question and was speechless.
It pondered over a rebuttal.
But the big blue navigator who was standing quietly at the side also spoke quietly and gave another fierce blow.
It says:
"In my eyes, the structure of your consciousness data is 87.4% similar to the form of human consciousness after soul encoding.
Mr. Metal, as you observe humans, you are also influenced.
Or it can be called 'pollution' or 'assimilation'.
This structural transformation at the data level cannot happen without the permission of your thinking process. You have acquiesced to this change, so Mr. Jiang and Mr. Rogge are correct.
If you view humans as inferior life forms...
That means that in the fifty-seven years since the nuclear war, you have also 'fallen'.
Perhaps it is the need for disguise, or perhaps it is the curiosity born out of despair after being abandoned.
But change is change, and there is no denying that.”
The scene suddenly fell into an unspeakable awkwardness. The Navigator was a person with a stronger intelligence than Lord Metal. His words were basically the final word. They were based on facts and reason, and would not tolerate any rebuttal.
"You couldn't go back before, but now you can go back, but you don't dare to go back. With your current 'impure' attitude, if you are discovered by your compatriots, you will be demolished on the spot.
So, tell me about the situation in your world."
Lao Jiang and Roger exchanged glances in tacit understanding, and Black Fox asked:
"And the World Heart of the Wasteland, what's going on?"
"Our world?"
The metal looked up and glanced at the two people in front of it. It said:
"You know what the point of this is? Especially you!"
It stared at Lao Jiang and said:
"We noticed you when you first entered the wasteland and connected to Elysium. We knew you could travel through worlds in some strange way.
Do you want to visit our world?
Give up.
The interstellar coordinates of the Doomsday Fortress are encrypted.
The Mechanical Sage personally designed the space disruption matrix. Our world is hidden in a special space that is inaccessible to other life forms except ourselves.
What would happen even if you went?
The invincible iron army composed of 999 regiments is enough to turn you and your world into scorched earth in an instant. You are just trying to seek death, and it may even implicate your world. "
"How do you know if you don't try?"
When Lao Jiang heard Metal say that there were nine hundred and ninety-nine Iron Legions in their world, his eyes lit up. He blinked and said:
"I'm always confident in my luck. Go ahead and stop wasting time."
