Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“What!”

With the exception of Xiaoming and Wenwen, Boss Bai, the boxing champion and even Longyang Jun all stood up, staring at Li Yao with their eyes wide open. The muscles on each face were tightened and their mouths had to be ripped apart.

Boss Bai hurried, “How do you know what magic is? You know what magic is! ”

“This…”

Li Yao also doesn't know why his heart beats so fast. It's almost like there's a piling machine that keeps bombarding his chest, and he can't even control his repairs above the Psychic God.

In just a few seconds, the sweat on his forehead and back poured out like blood, completely dampening his five officers and clothes.

Hundreds of millions of pieces are dancing on top of brainstorms, like swallows that hit a storm, and every wing of every swallow is a different magical world - a magical world imagined by the Earth.

“If I say that I heard the word 'magic' in my dreams, do you believe it? ”

Li Yao looked at the crowd, scratching his head, “As for what the magic I dreamed of was, it was so changing and all-encompassing, as if, as if there were countless magic worlds, some worlds had ‘magic nets', some worlds had ‘elements’ and other messy things, and some magic worlds only males could perform magic, and must remain single until the age of thirty, in order to accumulate the magic concentration in the body and train the flexibility of finger application, and then automatically erupt fireballs... Anyway, it was a dream for a moment and a half, and many details were forgotten as soon as I woke up. ”

“There are countless magical worlds? ”

In the heart of Big Bai, he glanced at the boxing king and stared at Li Yao faintly for a long time. He suddenly laughed and shook his head while smiling. "Yes, I should have thought of that. Countless historians have studied your guy's way up repeatedly, all the way back to your early life in... Fungo City, but looking for it, is that you can't find a reason to become strong in the beginning.

“The tomb of Fabao is not a place where any ordinary child can survive.

“In your dreams… have you seen magic? That makes sense! ”

Li Yao held his forehead and endured a headache for a while and a feeling of notorious emptiness. He frowned: “Boss Bai, Longyangjun, the boxing champion, everyone can walk to this day in their own subtle capacity. It's really not easy to walk together. I can tell you the information. I certainly have no reservations so that everyone can put together the whole truth. But the strange dreams in my brain are so fragmented, the speckles rebutted, and more clues are needed to lead. Let's start by saying what the 'magic’ you found! ”

“Okay!”

Boss Bai rejoiced, “There are no secrets between you and me. Since you are willing to be honest, I am not a belly chicken bowel, fearing the tail, I will also tell you everything I know.

“Since you know ‘magic', then, do you know 'Goldstein'? This is supposed to be an audio translation, a language from a magical civilization, meaning something like... a god, a ghost, etc. ”

“Goldfarb, Goldfarb... Goldfarb? ”

Li Yao repeatedly said it twice, and suddenly the ghost reminded the devil of English on Earth, and naturally a word appeared in his brain, "GHOST! ”

In the memory of Earth, Li Yao's grades are not very good, English is not his mother tongue, but the term "GHOST” is a basic term for comparison, and it is widely used in all aspects, including computer operating and operating systems, so Li Yao thought of it as soon as he was silent.

Boss Bai and the champion face each other - Li Yao's pronunciation is obviously slightly more standard than Boss Bai's so-called "Gao Shi Te”. At least once listened, it is not the Pangu people's kind of frustration, word for word, syllable taste, but the three syllables slide out together, like some kind of ambiguous spell.

Boss Bai's face changed dramatically. “What do you mean by that word? ”

“It's like this...”

Li Yao pondered for a moment and put out a finger and wrote the five English letters “GHOST” twistedly on the light screen, explaining, "I have read very little and don't necessarily know what it all means, but it mainly means‘ ghost, illusion ’. Oh, there seems to be another famous installation or operating system or something, named after it. ”

“Really, really exactly the same. ”

Boss Bai looked at the words on the light screen and once again had an incredible look on his face. It took him a long time to mumble, “Ghost, illusion, operating system? That's right, that's fucking right! Boxer, show ‘That Thing' to Li Yao! ”

The champion answered and pulled the magic chip out of his chest locker and threw it to Li Yao: “Look, do you know the text on it? “

Li Yao unknowingly took the magic chip in the interior. When he touched his finger, the whole person became stiff. Then again, he couldn't help but cry out: “What the hell! ”

Boss Bai and the champion didn't know the winding words on the magic chip, but Li Yao glanced at them, which seemed to be the combination of several alphabetical expressions on the planet!

At first glance, some of them look more awkward and gorgeous, not only like the words of several other powerful countries in Europe, but also a bit like the ancient… what is it called, Sardinian? No, it's Latin!

Li Yao's understanding of English is also confined to some basic vocabulary. He is even less familiar with the words of several other powerful European countries and the ancient Latin language almost unused. Plus, this magic chip has almost melted away, leaving only shallow traces of all the text. Naturally, he does not know what this hybrid text means.

However, as a “deity monster” who lived in the real world for more than a hundred years and was completely immersed and nourished by the real civilization, suddenly saw something similar to English and Latin in his own world, this whole world collapsed and reorganized shock, which is truly indescribable.

Without exaggerating, Li Yao was like a cricket that had always been kept in a can. One day, the "high wall iron wall” around him collapsed, making him discover that there was a vast world out there!

“This is, this is, this is...”

Li Yao's face was red and blue. His brain almost stopped thinking. With the magic chip in his hands, it was like holding a molten lava in his hand. It hurt so badly that he wanted to let go and could barely breathe.

“Li Yao, are you okay? ”

Boss Bai looked at the colour and asked with concern - OK, although this guy Li Yao is usually a little annoying, now he is the only clue in the magic world of Boss Bai's expedition. He must protect Li Yao's safety when he dies naturally!

“I'm fine, just...”

Li Yao took a few deep breaths and smiled with a pale face. "It's just that in an ancient fragrance like ours, full of Oriental magical colors of the world of rectification, suddenly I see these 'ABCD’, banana pineapple and other ghost things, it just feels a little weird.

“By the way, where did Boss Bai get this? Why did he leave it with the champion? Does this have anything to do with the champion? ”

Boss Bai glanced at the champion.

"Li Yao knew who I was, even he ‘dotted’ me, or, according to you, Boss Bai, he activated some kind of power in me, and he shared his strange dreams with us. I calculated it, and there was no need to hide any secrets from him - besides, I couldn't hide them at all. ”

“Well, that's what I said. ”

Boss Bai organized a language, jumped the Great White Star Bandits to the edge of the Wuying boundary of the real human empire, encountered the wreckage of the Magical Civilization Star Ship, found the Magic Chip and got some vague information, and then analyzed the boxing champion's identity, and said it all.

Especially with regard to the destruction of magical and myriad heterogeneous civilizations, as well as the “flood tide” that led to the destruction of thousands of civilizations, it is all about describing and exposing one's thoughts and deductions to Li Yao.

Li Yao and Longyang Jun were both stunned.

“Beyond the 3,000 great worlds that we live in, is a long, almost limitless deserted space, a black wall that is pervasive and extremely difficult to penetrate, yet beyond the black wall there is an infinite world and hundreds of millions of civilizations? Like a magical civilization, a civilization that is able to extract energy from four-dimensional life in a way that is completely different from how we operate?

“And such a brilliant billion-dollar civilization has been wiped out by some mysterious and powerful force - the flood tide?

“No one knows if there are any more survivors of Fae civilization beyond the 'Black Wall' today, even if they have fortunately and unfortunately crossed the Black Wall into a world of civilization, like the starships of magical civilization; even less, where is the flood tide that devoured countless civilizations?

“Has the flood tide subsided? Or are you just fed up and napping satisfied? Or have you woken up from a long absorption of digestion and are starving for the next batch of 'food', such as' food ’to mend the real world, Pankonian civilization? ”

All kinds of unimaginable horror scenes, flashed from the minds of Li Yao and Longyang King, face to face and smile.

Finally, Li Yao understands why Boss Bai can be so calm and comfortable in the face of such a shocking event as "AI Awakening”.

If magical civilizations and hundreds of millions of extraterritorial civilizations do exist, or even destroy their “flood tide” does exist, then "artificial intelligence awakening” is indeed witchcraft.

“Li Yao, what we have now is just such a small magic chip, and a speculation of words only. ”

Boss Bai seriously said, "I thought that both magical civilization and the flood tide that destroyed everything were very far from us, far from exploring them, but I didn't expect your presence to bring new hope.

“I've said everything I know. Can you recall anything more? ”

“Let me think, I want to think very seriously. ”

Li Yao closed his eyes and wiped away the nosebleeds that couldn't help but roll out. The sound was almost a whisper. “Perhaps I should still get some sleep and find answers in my dreams...”