Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Gus took two steps backwards, slipped his head lightly, and fell backwards into the cold water of the river.

“Don't worry about these details. Is there a difference between believing in God's existence and being" created "or" imagined "by God? ”

Lu Qingdu faintly said, “You can also take everything I say as a devil's lie, completely throw it behind your head, continue your worry-free little day, nothing will change, the doom of destruction is doomed to be destroyed. ”

“Me, how can I ‘worry free’? ”

Gus grinned, shook his head, “I don't understand, if, uh, if we say that our world is truly created by the Fist God, what is his purpose, and why create such a place… not under his complete control? ”

“According to my guess, there are two main reasons. ”

Lu Qingdu explained, “First, this is an experiment, and the world of boxing is a virtual laboratory, where he tests the limits of carbon-based intelligent life, flesh and blood. ”

“What do you mean?” Gus stared.

“Thus, in our world Pan Ancient Universe, carbon-based intelligent life has produced a leap of civilization mainly after learning to use tools, of course, the use of 'weapons' as a tool has also become the main means of combat, but after cold weapons have evolved into thermal weapons and thermal weapons have evolved into Pharaoh, there are still a small number of people who use flesh and blood to fight, who cultivate flesh and blood bodies like steel to release the horrific forces that are no less powerful than Pharaoh, known as the 'original fighters', the mighty ones no one dares to be small. ”

Lu Qingdu explained, “I guess the boxer wants to figure out the mystery of the 'original martial artist' and wonder why the flesh and blood can release the unparalleled power of Super Phantom, so he opened a virtual laboratory like this in a corner of his brain, set the metalaw of 'no tools and weapons allowed, only flesh and blood to fight’, and then run the data, speed up the flow of time, let the world develop itself, and see how interesting the results can be for tens of thousands of years on the world's timeline - for example, could a few doors be born that even the boxer himself didn't think of, could supplement his skill pool, maybe? ”

“ …… ”

Gus was silent for a long time and his eyes and mouth trembled with anger.

“So our world was created for the purpose of boxing god, no, this is it, this goddamn boxer, to practice martial arts? ”

“Almost. In fact, you're not the only ones. ”

Lu shrugged, "When I fled all the way to the deep end of the fist king's brain, I found more than one world like you - some virtual world's 'metalaw’ is that you can't use tools, swords and guns, you can only use fists and feet; some virtual world's 'metalaw' is to increase the killing power of swords by ten times, needless to say, this is naturally the world used to accumulate data on cold weapons such as swords to cultivate strong swords and swords; and some virtual world, where the killing power of fists and feet and swords is diminished tenfold, where residents simply can't kill the monsters that threaten their survival with fists and swords, they can only use guns, thus breeding to create extreme shooting and martial arts.

“In addition to this, there is a world that can only use temper, a world that can only use magic, a world that can only use summons beasts, a world that can only use cards to fight... Hundreds of incredible wonderful worlds, each world's big data constantly rolling over, can extract a unique fighting skill for the boxer. Think about how powerful he will become when the boxer concentrates hundreds of virtual worlds into battle skill, unifying them all together and turning them into an indispensable and perfect method of warfare?

“Oh, who would have thought that this seemingly loyal, actually dark iron brain, is really, really a good hand in lewd development and playing pig eating tiger! ”

Gus could no longer stand the laughter of Lu Light Dust and stood up.

The sound of his broken fist's bones exploded like fireworks, like anger that could no longer be contained in the bottom of his heart.

“So our world, our tens of thousands of years of history, the boxing world, the fate of all people, the pride of the father, the pain of the mother, the struggle of me and my sister, so many, so many beliefs and sacrifices, our joy and sorrow, our love and hate, everything, is just a cold experiment, just to extract a few powerful martial arts? ”

Gus wants to cry without tears, looks like a demon, doesn't know whether he wants to howl or cry, “What kind of 'god’ is this, even the most evil of the demons will not do this! ”

“If you want to cry, if you want to whistle, just let go of your mood, it's okay, I've changed the ambient parameters to keep us from everyone on the boat, and nobody will notice anything here. ”

Lu Qingdu said calmly, “In other words, although I and the boxing champion stood in different camps, now he is also a sharpening knife Ho Ho, I can't help but tear me to pieces, but I still want to give him a few fair words.

“Before the boxing champion, there appeared in the Pangu universe a, uh, evil robot, known as" Voldemort, "which really locked countless living humans in a so-called" humanity lab, "doing all kinds of stimuli, observing their reactions, gathering a lot of data to enhance their power, and that was truly a monstrous, demonic existence.

“However, Volkswagen has been defeated by me, my teacher Li Yao and the champion, and we have partitioned Volkswagen's computational power with the supercrystal brain that carries its core operating logic.

“I believe that the boxing champion, deep in his brain, built so many virtual laboratories, was inspired by Volkswagen's 'human laboratory’ and even used a lot of data left over from Volkswagen.

“But the most critical difference is that Volkswagen uses living humans to experiment, and the champion only uses a lot of data from Volkswagen to create a virtual world where virtual humans can experiment.

“How can we say that, in our world, even by the strictest ethical standards, it is not a sin to kill in a virtual game of firearms, to blow up a character's head or even rip open his belly, because no real human being has been harmed, just a virtual person, but the data has been modified or erased.

“Likewise, no matter how absurd or cruel the virtual worlds he creates, no living human being would feel a little bit of pain, and on the contrary, the champion could take advantage of these virtual worlds of extinction, growing stronger and better guarding the ancient universe and human civilization - at least, he has done very well so far, and I cannot speak ill of him with my conscience.

“So, from the perspective of Pangu universe human civilization, basically, the boxing champion is a good man, saying that he is the guardian saint of Pangu universe, there's nothing wrong with it, but then my character seems a little embarrassed, hahahahaha! ”

Lu gently smiled without a heart.

Gus trembled in anger: "Is he a good man, a patron saint? What about us, our pain, our feelings, our destiny? ”

“You?”

Lu Qingdust suddenly converged his smile, his eyes became incredibly deep and indifferent, faint, “Of all the human metrics of the boxing champion and Pangu universe, you are not human at all, just a series of data, a virtual man imagined by the boxing champion, understand? ”