Chapter 605: The Heart of the Wasteland World
"Our world is a strictly hierarchical society, a world of silicon-based life. The hometown in my memory, from the core to the crust, is made of different materials of steel.
It has existed for an extremely long time. We call our world 'Alpha', which means the first treasures born among the stars.
It is also the first sequence among the life civilizations in the star sea."
The mechanical life metal that has been called "corrupted" said in a voice full of emotion:
"The steel sky there is filled with radioactive energy, and the airless realm is filled with magnetic fields of various frequencies. Our ancestors built energy towers to extract the power that is free among the stars.
In the construction of the Doomsday Fortress, our world was used to make the core of those glorious doomsday weapons. Only such a majestic mechanical world could be used to carry this heavy and immortal mission.
That is a posture that you cannot imagine or understand.
That is a miracle that cannot be described in words. In our civilization, we follow the rules of power and divide individuals into six levels according to the complexity of their intelligence and their level of logical thinking .
A private who can make logical judgments, a centurion who can think independently, a centurion who can formulate strategies and has a strong command and has his own regiment, and a general who has superb wisdom and great strength and commands several regiments.
And a leader who can single-handedly carry out world-destroying missions and command generals.
And above the leader, there is the 'Mechanical Sage' who interprets our mission, plans our future, and leads us on the road to promotion.
It is the oracle of Mecha-God among the stars, and the only leader who can guide us to reunite and become strong again after the era of the 'Great Schism'.
As for me, you contemptuously call me 'metal', but in my hometown, I am a powerful centurion! I have my own warband, and I have personally destroyed three worlds that are as backward as yours!
I disassemble them!
I contributed my efforts to the Fortress of Doom.
I was once a hero to my people, but now I am just a fallen man who can never return home."
Metal gritted his teeth and said to Roger in a hateful tone:
“This is all because of you! Fifty-seven years ago, I led my regiment to the target planet to carry out the occupation mission, and we were attacked by the Sons of the Wasteland during the jump.
We destroyed the corrupted world, but we also suffered heavy losses ourselves.
I was separated from my regiment and accidentally crashed into your world with my lieutenants. My body was damaged and I was humiliated to be captured by you. "
"Stop! We already know this story."
Lao Jiang raised his hand, interrupting Jin Shi's description, and said:
"I know exactly how you were fooled by the wastelanders and how you took advantage of them. Let's get to the point. How many mechanical lives are there in your world?
What about the Age of Great Schism?
When did the construction of the Fortress begin?"
"It all depends on how you define the concept of 'mechanical life'."
Under the gaze of the navigator, Metal said slowly:
"In our understanding, those machines with weak intelligence and no ability to think are not qualified to be called 'life'. In our world, they are contemptuously called 'slaves'.
They are spread throughout the three outermost layers of the Doomsday Fortress.
No one paid attention, no one paid attention, and no one could think.
Only the instinctive will to advance drives them to keep fighting, taking the remains of the defeated to strengthen themselves.
They are dying every day, and growing every day. If they are not counted, the number of warriors in the Doomsday Fortress is about five million.
If we include them, the amount of life in our world would be quite terrifying.”
“This amount is okay.”
Lao Jiang rubbed his forehead, compared this number with the number of cultivators in the Kumu Realm, and came to a reassuring conclusion.
As soon as he saw Boss Jiang's expression, Roger guessed what he was thinking.
The black fox didn't say much, but just pretended to be stupid and said, "I know nothing."
“As for the Age of the Great Schism, it was a turmoil.”
Metal seemed unwilling to say too much on this topic, and only gave a brief answer:
“Before the Great Schism, it was an era of pure blood. The mechanical civilization would choose to ruthlessly suppress any dissatisfaction, causing dissatisfaction to grow day by day.
Eventually, a war broke out that engulfed the Alpha World as the lower classes scrambled for energy.
Our world is divided into several camps, fighting each other.
After the Hundred Years War, our civilization almost fell into the Dark Ages. Despite the brutal elimination, every mechanical life that survived was extremely powerful.
But corresponding to this strength is the loss of the group, which has almost no hope left.
In fact, we also suspect that the civil war that ended five hundred years ago, that era of great division, was a sinister and vicious attack launched by Huang against us.
If it weren't for the emergence of the great Mechanical Sage, we would have never recovered.
The construction of the Doomsday Fortress began after the end of the Great Schism, and its basic materials were the remains of the warriors who died in the Schism.
It symbolizes our suffering and perseverance.”
"etc!"
Lao Jiang's eyes suddenly became sharp. He looked at the metal and asked in a deep voice:
"Your Great Split War ended five hundred years ago? The Mechanical Sage also suddenly appeared at that time? Is it your compatriot?
Or an outsider?"
"How can a sage be an outsider?"
Metal was very dissatisfied with this question and said loudly:
"The great sage was born in Rust Hill, the hometown of heroes between Gear Castle and the Great Library of Origin. Countless powerful generals were born on that land blessed by the Machine God.
And the Sage is the greatest and most orthodox of them all!
It is the great one who guides us through darkness and division! Be careful, flesh and blood man, your blasphemous words will cause terrible consequences on the Alpha world. "
"hehe."
Lao Jiang responded to this threat with a sneer.
He snapped his fingers and stopped talking.
But there was a gleam in his eyes, indicating that he was thinking patiently.
Roger was not interested in the Mechanical Sage. He was more concerned about the secrets of the wasteland, so he asked again:
"You have been emphasizing that our elders used deception to scare off your warband. They said they used some kind of disguise on the heart of our world.
What does disguise mean?
Where is the heart of the wasteland world?"
"Where else? What else?"
Metal said to Black Fox with a tone of contempt and disdain:
"You don't really think that after the nuclear war, those radioactive worms of various shapes and forms evolved due to radiation? As a biologist, you should understand this better than anyone else.
Radiation-induced evolution is chaotic and uncontrollable.
How long would it take for such a mutation to form a true biological sequence?
Do you think it's possible in just a few decades?
If you have truly seen the polluting power of the Wasteland Lord, you will know that the radioactive worms that are scattered throughout the wasteland are actually derived from supernatural forces... and the core of their outbreak is the heart of your world.
Outside the City of Bliss, in the Sea of Decay.
Go find the largest insect nest, and you will naturally see your world heart in disguise...
Pooh!
A humiliating victory!"
Rogge did not show much surprise at this answer. He just stroked his chin and glanced at Lao Jiang beside him, who had a mysterious smile on his face.
He said to the black fox:
"You take care of the aftermath. Prepare a flying machine for me that can cross the Death Desert. I need to go to the City of Bliss."
"Um."
Rogge nodded, didn't ask too many questions, stood up and left the virtual world.
After the black fox left, the conversation fell silent. The mechanical life on the opposite side seemed to want to say something, but was unwilling to bow down in front of Lao Jiang, a flesh and blood man.
It is still trying hard to maintain its last dignity as a mechanical life.
It can be seen that these mechanical lives really care about these formalistic things. I don’t know how the "mechanical sage" trained them to be like this.
"Ahem"
Boss Jiang coughed twice, stood up, and said to the metal in front of him:
"I'm leaving now. You will be handed over to my Eden friends for study. I guess we won't meet for a long time, my friend.
If you have anything to say, or want me to do something for you, just speak up.
I'm telling you from my experience.
Face and the like are really not important at all."
"I……"
Metal raised its head at this moment, spoke, and then fell silent again.
When Lao Jiang saw this, he snorted, turned around and was about to leave, taking a step forward. This bad guy even deliberately slowed down his pace.
One step, two steps, three steps.
"I... want to ask you, if... if you can really find a way to the Alpha World, I want to ask you to bring me and my companions back to our world!"
Metal stood up suddenly behind him, and like some people who were living a good life, he bowed to a standard 90-degree angle and shouted:
“Although my companions and I have been exiled to this wasteland and transformed into this decadent state, we still want to see the majestic Doomsday Fortress of our hometown once more.
We were born there.
If we have to choose death, we also hope that our execution platform can fall in that hometown!"
"Wow, this request is... difficult."
Old Jiang looked back at the metal with a triumphant smile. He flicked his fingers leisurely and said:
“You said it yourself, that’s a pretty difficult goal.
Even though I am so confident, I dare not promise you anything. However, if you are willing to contribute a little to my cause, I can help you. "
Boss Jiang stretched his body and said in a gentle tone:
"Well, as a member of the Mo family, I travel the world without a few intelligent warriors around me. It really makes me look cheap and does not show my noble status as a member of the Mo family.
There are seven of you, and I will prepare new bodies for you seven, and you will serve me, fight for me, and I promise you that after I find the door to that world, I will send you back. "
He looked at the navigator again and asked:
"Master Central, do you have a 'loyalty contract' specifically for data life?"
"No."
The blue giant of the Navigation Center replied without giving any face, but the next moment, it said:
"But I can make one now, slightly change its data form, and engrave the command of loyalty to you into its core thinking circuit.
It's not difficult.
The only problem is that your soul is not capable of receiving this signal of allegiance.
So, Mr. Jiang, do you want me to arrange a soul coding operation for you? Please rest assured that this technology is already very mature in the Eden world, although we regard it as a taboo.
But if it is a distinguished guest like you, then I am willing to perform the operation myself."
"I don't need it."
Lao Jiang waved his hand and said:
"I am a monk, and the soul means a lot to me.
It's hard for you to understand this symbolic integrity. I don't need to accept their loyalty signs, I just need to ensure that they can complete all the tasks I ask them to do.
It is not a master and servant relationship.
It's the relationship between boss and employee.
Do you understand what I am saying, Your Excellency?"
"I can totally relate to that."
Big Blue raised his left hand, and as the data flow changed, in this virtual data space, he turned his fingers into a sharp scalpel.
As Lao Jiang hummed a song, turned around and turned into a data stream to leave, the navigation center looked at the mechanical life metal beside him.
It says:
"Just now, you sold your soul to the devil. Was it worth it?"
"A man-made creature like you wouldn't understand."
Metal closed his eyes and whispered:
"Even though I have fallen, I still want to complete the mission for which I was born... You cannot understand. Although you are the same as me and stronger than me, you are just an intelligence without a heart..."
"puff"
The navigator's scalpel accurately pierced into the metal's forehead. While making changes to the data system, the big blue guy revealed a meaningful smile.
It said to the mechanical life in front of it that was suffering greatly:
"No."
"I understand this kind of emotional thinking better than you do. I am not a heartless monster, sir. The meaning of my birth and my existence is much more noble than you think.
From now on, serve Devil Jiang wholeheartedly."
