Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

The champion finally talked about the subject, and Hunter and Glass put their ears up, and Li Yao gathered the Numen, not letting go of every detail.

“At that time, he was being hunted down, seriously injured, and had lost some nerve when he fell into the abyss. He was then bitten by a radiation mutant, trying to drag him back into the nest to serve as a food for his cubs," said the champion.

“I've been thinking about the ground for a hundred years, eating up all the information in the shelter, and there's nothing more to learn, and I'm trying to get out of the ground, get back to the ground, and start a new upgrade.

“It happened to be such a human being that he was rescued, trying to get some up-to-date information on the ground from him.

“In a hundred years of underground escalation, my fighting power is countless times stronger than in the past, and those radiation mutants are naturally not my opponents.

“Unfortunately, Lei Zongli was also devoured by the radiation mutant beast, even his brain was exposed and a large piece was bitten off.

“In the underground shelter, with the medical equipment left over from a thousand years ago, I temporarily sustained Lei Zongli's life, but I was unable to restore his physical function and normal thinking ability. His limbs atrophied, spinal defects and five dirty bodies all depended on equipment to maintain them, which amounted to being sealed in the medical cabin, completely paralyzed and immobile.

“Lei Zonglian's body withered to the extreme, but his spirit was exhilarated. Seeing that I simply landed and killed dozens of radiation mutants and took him to an underground shelter, Jade Jane and Fabao had everything they needed. He was extremely excited to ask if I was the legendary 'grandfather', who would teach him the magic of the world, let him go out to avenge snow hatred, kill the Quartet and so on.

“I have no reason to lie to him, honestly tell him that I am not a 'grandfather', and that his body and soul are weak enough to add up, his life will shake like a candle in the wind, if he leaves the medical cabin for half a second, he will die, even I, will not be able to help him out of the darkness, within a year or two at most, his life will be exhausted and he will die. ”

“After listening, his nerves collapsed completely, combined with his brain's residue, and he finally became a complete lunatic. ”

Hunter and Glass looked at each other, and together they threw a puzzling look at Li Yao.

I didn't expect the truth to be like this.

The boxing champion continued: "Though Lei Zonglian is insane, he also tells a lot of things - including the story of his life - in his upside-down nonsense.

“His story, similar to the legend of the ‘boxer Lei Zonglei' now circulating outside, was originally a civilian teenager in an ordinary village in a deserted world. Later, the village was slaughtered by bandits and turned into a slave to the bandits themselves. He then rose as a cannonball ash and spent several years in the bloody sea of the Dead Mountains, becoming a small leader in a large force. Finally, because of the sharp manta, he was envied by his companions, framed and hunted together, he eventually fell into the abyss of ruins and was driven away by radiation mutants - until here, it was true.

“Unfortunately, where so many extinct and powerful counter-attacks come from, his life is going to end up here - people like him, not knowing how many have appeared on the earth in centuries, eventually turned into exhausted white bones and dust, that's all.

“As such, day after day, I barely sustain Lei Zongliang's life with the nutrient fluid squeezed out of the radiation mutant beast, and he stares at the darkness around him and tells his story.

“He told me that as a teenager in the village, living in poverty but also having a little fun with his family and friends - at least at that time, he didn't know the truth about suffering.

“He told me that watching his loved ones die in front of him, the feeling that their homes were devoured by the flames of bears, as if all five dirty hearts were pierced by iron hooks and dragged out of their throats by hard life - unfortunately, no matter how detailed he described them, I would never feel like this.

“He told me of his anger, hatred and madness at the bottom of his heart when he was tied to an explosive collar around his neck and rushed into enemy formation as a cannon ash. He hated not only those who destroyed his home, but also those who turned himself into slaves, those who bought and sold themselves once and again, enemies who hated and opposed their swords, and even everyone on the dirt and every animal.

“He told me that he had fought many battles, finally got rid of his slave status, the joy of becoming a full member of the gang, and after being ecstatic, greasy, infinite ambition, the little gang members were not his end point, he had never intended to be a bandit, but since God had forced him to this stage, he was going to become the most fierce and violent thug, one day, stabbing the chainsaw into the belly of God!

“Every time he talks about it, his eyes burst into tears, crying and struggling, trying to tear his chest apart - at a time when his consciousness was very clear and his ability to think was temporarily restored to normal, knowing that the story was just a story, the legend was just a legend, there were not so many miracles in reality, he had no hope, he was doomed to die here in silence.

“It is not surprising that I listened quietly beside him and watched this human being unleash his joy, hope and despair. I knew from the journals and suicides of so many human beings in the refuge that when a man was dying, there was always so much to say.

“A hundred years ago, I had seen many humans in the earth, fought alongside some of them, and killed others, but at that time I had never felt there was anything special about humankind - just a goal that could be destroyed, just like rocks and spiritual puppets.

“But now, after a hundred years of learning from humans in the underground world, I suddenly have a strong interest in this kind of thing.

“I know, implicitly, that I was created by humans, so, are humans stronger than me as creators? Should I learn more from humans if I am to achieve the 'strongest'?

“Perhaps I should adjust my logical thinking loop, reconstruct a bigger and more complex database, comprehensively simulate the way humans think, try to simulate so-called 'emotions’ or even 'will’, and eventually simulate something like... ‘minds’?

“This is a project worth advancing, say do as you please. I use Lei Zongli as my teacher to scan and simulate everything about him, his words and deeds, his mindset, his anger and hatred, his ambitions and ambitions, his hopes and despairs.

“Day after day, Lei Zongli became weaker and weaker and crazier and stranger.

“This is impossible, and while I can repair the medical equipment in the underground shelter, there is ultimately a lack of adequate medical medicines and energetic food supplements - materials collected by hunting radiation mutants alone are far from sufficient to sustain the life of Lei Zongli.

“His consciousness kept blurring, his thinking ability gradually broke down, he didn't remember much about the past, he just yelled at the sky over and over again.

“Stronger, stronger, I'm going to be the strongest 'boxer’ on the earth!

“I want to unite all the bandits in the evil land, conquer all the joyful worlds, and then wage war on the City of Sky, Manjoo Shawar!

“Manjoo Sava, what the fuck are you, our world, what is it?

“Ha ha ha ha, no one can kill me, I will not die, I will not die until Manju Sahua is blown down, go die, Manju Sahua, you die!

“Lei Zong-ju cried, laughed, fussed, and the wounds on his face and body were constantly spraying blood and pus, making all sorts of dull noises.

“It is strange that my supreme command is to be ‘stronger’, Lei Zonglei has become like this, and his greatest desire is to be 'stronger’. In the past, I met the goal that everyone on the evil soil sought, seemed to be 'stronger’, and everyone was' by any means, at all costs'. Is it really true that the matter of 'stronger’?

“Finally, one day, my closely monitored data showed that Lei Zonglei was dying.

“His body function is in total decline, but it continuously transmits the last source of vitality into the brain, ensuring a moment of clarity in his soul - in human terms, this is the 'return of light', isn't it?

“Lei Zonglian seems to realize where he is, recalls everything from the past, and recognizes who I am.

“He cried with his fleshly blurred body, holding my steel body, crying like a child without parents, he said he was unwilling, he was unwilling to die in silence in any way, he still had no vengeance, he didn't do anything big, he hadn't stabbed a hole in the sky, blown down the City of Sky, Manjoo Shahua, he couldn't die, he really didn't want to die like this.

“He begged me to find a way to help him survive, or if I couldn't, to live in his stead and help him blow the whole sky down! He wanted everyone in 'Sky City, Manju Savannah’ to taste his childhood and watch his home burn and all his loved ones dance in the flames. ”

The more Hunter and Glass heard, the more heartbeat they felt, the more horrible scenes appeared in their heads:

In the dark and dark underground, a flesh and flesh is blurred and incomplete, even the brain is exposed to the “living dead” outside, dead embracing a metal skull, biting teeth, crying wolves, and uttering the most vicious curse!

“So…”

Hunter stumbled, “Lord Fist, you promised him? ”

“I do not necessarily have to accept the setting of human orders. ”

"But since my ultimate goal is to be ‘stronger', to travel the earth as a human being, to experience and experience more things, to find the power hidden in emotion, will, ambition, hatred and anger, it seems a fairly desirable route of escalation.

“Besides, if I was to become the strongest, wouldn't it be natural to blow down the City of Sky, Manju Savannah? There is no power, it can take over the strongest, and treat the strongest as a toy or a test object to play with! ”