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"When did the revelation die?"

"Yesterday." The leader said hurriedly, "However, it is not that yesterday, it is the conceptual yesterday, the first day after the devastation, the yesterday that can never be reached."

"Wow, okay." Lu Zhengkang could only pace back and forth, "You guys, do you want freedom?"

"what?"

"True freedom! Let me kill you, I will purify your salt, and then I will go to a new world. Although I don't know where it is, the situation will definitely not get worse, will it?"

The three congregants looked at each other.

The leader said dryly: "That's not necessary, I think it's good now."

The pastor glanced at the leader, then bowed his head and said nothing.

The mage stepped forward, "I want to go. Take me there."

Lu Zhengkang raised his hand, "I want to enter the dream state first. You still have time to think about it. After I wake up, tell me the final decision."

The leader smiled, "That's really, really good..."

[Old dog, can't you bear it?] Lu Zhengkang squinted.

The nameless island is a cage, a system, and a place that will change people. After people adapt to the rules of survival here, they cannot do without it.

Only those who truly yearn for freedom will not indulge in a false sense of security.

Lu Zhengkang recalled James Jian’s words, “Friends, we are all Sisyphus, I hope you find your own dashi too.”

Even if the big stone is pushed to the top of the mountain, it will fall, but Sisyphus never gave up. He is not a tragic figure, he is a hero.Lu Zhengkang didn't know if he was a hero, but he lived for two lifetimes and never surrendered to life.

He lay in the corner of the refuge and really slept.

He heard the tide of the waves and he was lying on the sampan.

Someone is applauding.

"Young man, you are really not afraid of death." Kamsky pinched Lu Zhengkang by the collar and lifted him up, "I have already warned you."

Lu Zhengkang closed his eyes and punched it, and was easily received. Kamsky laughed and threw him into the sea. Lu Zhengkang felt the surrounding sea water as heavy as mercury, and it pressed his lungs for the last breath. Came out.

Chapter 695 I can go to you

"I can't help myself." Kamsky stood on the sampan and leaned down, his face shrouded in the shadows, Lu Zhengkang raised his head to look at him, the saltite did not need to breathe, but Lu Zhengkang felt the rapid strengthening He knew that it was Kamsky who wanted to watch him dying and struggling. He was a knife, he was a fish. Here, there is no ability to resist, Lu Zhengkang just fell silent.

Kamsky snorted suddenly, and the shade on his face disappeared, revealing his smiling expression. To be honest, he is a very handsome old man, sunny and kind.But behind him was a dark and gloomy sky, Lu Zhengkang looked at him, only feeling chilly, and the sea water drained into his pores and blood vessels.

"What a tough kid!" He praised, "Lu Zhengkang, right? Sika deer, right and healthy, Kang. Born on June 22, 2077, the People's Republic of China, the Han nationality, and still a high school student! You are really good, so good that I admire you." Kamsky's tone is flat, but there is always a kind of yin and yang meaning, "When you were your age, I was still learning programming, and you already know how to make AI by yourself. The program is up. I made the first AI when I was in college. You are familiar with her name, rA9, my love."

Lu Zhengkang grinned, he was able to make AI at the beginning of the 21st century, and he was indeed a genius who led the times.However, it is ironic that such a genius also falls in love with artificial intelligence. It seems that no matter what stage of human intelligence development, loneliness is always with him.

Kamsky stared at the boy by the boat, and he could tell from his expression what he was thinking, "You think it’s funny? It’s funny, but I really need her. A nerd was bullied at school and was The girls looked down on me. They took off my pants in public, stuffed me upside down in the trash can, and pushed me onto the playground. I still remember the feeling of the sun on my ass. It was so hot that everyone in the school saw it. , I heard everyone's laughter, students, teachers, and sweepers, chefs, they laughed and I was shaking in the trash can.

"After that day, I got the nickname of Trash Can Baby. Do you know why? Because that day I wore a pair of underwear with SpongeBob SquarePants printed on it. I only wore them because I like watching SpongeBob, but it doesn't mean I like making Others know that I am wearing a pair of underwear with SpongeBob."

Lu Zhengkang didn't laugh. Although Kamsky's portrayal was very humorous, what he said was not funny, and he was almost killed by the suffocation, so he couldn't laugh.

"Don't worry, you won't die. I just want to prevent people from being interrupted when talking, so I like to suffocate people." Kamsky smiled, "My first wife just likes to interrupt me too much. ...So, you know, she committed suicide."

Lu Zhengkang stared at him, although speechless, his eyes were full of contempt.

"Oh, boy, I thought you would understand me. Intelligent people like us are usually troubled by knowledge. When you realize how dull the people around you are, when you realize how vast the mystery of the world is. , When you want to find someone to talk about some advanced topics together, but she will only interrupt you constantly and ask you to buy some luxury goods. I still remember the appearance of that woman’s tongue drooping on her collarbone, of course Not decent, but I have to say, it's much more comfortable than when she was alive." Kamsky let out a short and sudden weird smile.

Lu Zhengkang still couldn't say anything, and could only endure the chatter of the villain.

"As my communication becomes wider and wider, I have indeed met a few smart people, but they all don’t like to talk to me. One is so, that’s normal, and two are so, it’s because of my luck. Good, but everyone is like this, that's their problem!"

Kamsky paced back and forth on the sampan, "Because of this, I love my rA9 more and more. I often call her Nanta. I remember when I was laughing, there was a long-term flea market nearby. Just ride A bicycle can be reached by walking slowly on a small road for half an hour. There, I met a lady in her thirties. Her nickname is Nanta. She is very beautiful, but there is no doubt that she has no shame. You’re bitch, she’s not living a hard life, she just has a mean husband. I heard that she has had four births and she can’t have children. Every time I see her, Nanta will give me a small piece of freshly baked The pie is made with seasonal fruits. Therefore, I occasionally turn my Nanta into a pie."

Kamsky took a deep breath, as if he had returned to the golden wheat field. A child who grew up in a small town in the United States was always inseparable from the customs in his years.Yellow shutters, spring-damaged sofas lay drunk Grandpa Radley, private whiskey bottles lying on the ground, robin jumping on walnut branches at the door, and Aunt Stephanie in overalls and camisole playing with purple lavender. , A group of cowboys in hats walking by the yard talking vulgar slang, and the refreshing blue sky of Florida in June.

If Lu Zhengkang wasn't bound by the glass sea, he would almost applaud him.

"Boy, you know, I think the difference between us lies more in the growing environment. I have always looked down on young people nowadays. They have no faith, eat together and wait for death, and they are ruined by government subsidies. In renting a house or in a motel, you can spend a day of doing nothing while wearing a VR helmet. This is terrible. What I see is not a group of people, not a group of social animals, but a group of beasts! Satisfied with basic needs, free from madness They are nothing. Even the cement on the roadside is more useful than them. They are just a pile of garbage that takes up social resources! Garbage is not as good!"

Kamsky was extremely passionate. He was a crazy guy. Lu Zhengkang should have known this. From the time they met on the coast, Lu Zhengkang should have realized that the scientist in front of him was a mental patient, but he At that time, he was still bound by the story in "Salt and Refuge", completely only when Kamsky was an insignificant NPC, and his arrogance dragged him down.

"I'm very curious, what is your belief? I asked you to choose it. There are so many types of beliefs, god, science, occult, ideology. It's not surprising that you chose the flying noodle monster, but I want to know More! What on earth are you struggling with on this island? Huh?"

Lu Zhengkang was grabbed by Kamsky, and when he fished it out of the water, the glassy seawater flowed out of the gaps in his clothes and armor, and it was not wet at all.

Without a word, Lu Zhengkang gave Kamsky a head mallet: "Take your lungs!"

Chapter 696: Five Horses Divided

Kamsky took the head of Lu Zhengkang with his nose.

He screamed in pain, fell back on the sampan and rolled around with his face in his arms.

Lu Zhengkang gasped. Although he didn't need to breathe, he hoped that the gasp would reduce his suffocation-but he couldn't. He felt his lungs contract unwillingly, causing him to choke in embarrassment. The alveoli exploded one by one, as if he was racing a popping candy in his chest, his vision was getting darker, his hands and feet were numb and cold, and there was no strength.

Kamsky stopped acting. He rubbed his nose in a leisurely manner, whispered a nasty sentence, and stood up.Lu Zhengkang was no longer able to straighten up. He clutched his collar, his legs became weak, and he sat down.Kamsky bent down and flexed his antlers.

"Yes, it's very unique." He tried to touch the candle, and his hand was scalded. The faint light of the candle stuck to his fingertips as if it were a substance, causing him constant pain, "Damn it. , Damn it!" Kamsky snapped off the finger and threw it on the ground. The candle burned it all up.

"Oh, cough, cough..." Lu Zhengkang was choking and coughing. He could no longer feel the extremities and had a terrible headache. He held his chest as if he was extremely cold.

Kamsky tried to use the data to grow his finger, but failed. The finger was completely not his own and had been "purified".

"You are really a very special child." Kamsky didn't bother. "It's normal to make mistakes in the data world, but you and your girlfriend, the girl named Su Xiangli, you really are too It’s not normal! Your existence is the biggest mistake. I have always wanted to talk to you in person, I mean, talk about it, talk about ideals, talk about the world. Although this is not the environment I originally envisioned for the conversation..."

Lu Zhengkang squeezed out two laughs, coughing mixedly, it was very yin and yang.

"You still look down on me, don't you? You think I'm a bad guy with no morals. You think I'm just using my knowledge and power to harm others, right?" Kamsky clapped his hands, and the sky was dark. There was a big mirror on top and it was placed between Lu Zhengkang and Kamsky.

"Look at yourself. How pitiful it is now!"

In the mirror, Lu Zhengkang was extremely pitiful, completely like a crushed addict, but in fact he was almost unconscious by the suffocation.

"All your pain, arrogance, happiness, and anger! It's all data, which is transmitted to your brain through the instrument, so that your brain believes these emotional signals. Are you uncomfortable? I just need to use my imagination for a little bit, and you Will be divided by five horses! How about? Try it?!"

Kamsky clapped his hands, Lu Zhengkang suddenly felt a rush of air into his lungs, his suffocation quickly went away, even his dark vision became clear, and his hands and feet sensations returned.

However, he smelled a strong fishy smell, and heard a burst of noise, with rope loops on his hands, feet, and neck. He was lying on a dark and dirty wooden bed with a mirror still floating in front of him. I saw myself wearing a linen prison uniform, covered with gray and black grease, mud, shaved heads, and antlers were splashed with blood.

"The ancient punishments of the Chinese people, I am the host and the guest. If you want to try the western punishments, you can just say it."

Kamsky dressed up as a black-faced judge, with a broken right hand holding a token.