Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

The blues on Gus's forehead appear like lightning.

His fist was tight and loose, loose and tight, his expression seemed to cry and not cry, and he seemed to laugh and not laugh.

“We… are not human? ”

He finally couldn't stop his inner volcanic outburst of anger, his hands dancing and yelling, "Who said, who prescribed it? We clearly have joy and sorrow, we have love and hate, we can breathe fresh and stinking air, and we can taste the sour, sweet, bitter and salty taste. We have hope, dreams, pride, and something worth pursuing at all costs.

“We struggle, we struggle, we cultivate, we conquer everything worthy of conquest in the heavens and the earth, how can we not be real people, how can we be? ”

“Take it easy, from the point of view of the vast majority of humans in the boxing champion and Pangu universe, you are indeed just a series of insignificant data, so-called ‘feelings’ and ‘pride’ and things like 'mission’ and ‘hope’, nothing more than colliding between the operating logic and the underlying parameters, just a flash of passing. ”

Lu Qingdust or the cynical look, “In the eyes of the boxing champion and most people in the Pangu universe, perhaps including my teacher Li Yiu, you are… a sentence written on paper, a painting on the wall, no matter how generous and exhilarating this sentence is, how lifelike this painting is, its meaning is also given by the creator, the so-called soul, is also a fiction of the creator, there is no real life at all. ”

“I, I don't believe it! ”

Gus fought like a trapped beast, with red eyes, staring at Lu Light Dust, biting his teeth, “What about you, don't you call yourself the devil, what do you think of us, look at us... poor creatures created in the virtual world? Do you think we're real, or are we fake? ”

“It doesn't matter what I think, it doesn't matter what the boxing champion, Li Yao or everyone in the Pangu universe thinks, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter what you think, it doesn't matter what you think. ”

Lu Qingdu stall said, “This kind of thing is supposed to be public reason, the mother-in-law says the mother-in-law makes sense, in the end, it's up to whoever has a big fist.

“I said I was righteous, Li Yao and the boxing champion were evil, they definitely disagreed; Li Yao, under the banner of righteousness, acted as a shitty stick in the star sea all day, waved the market in the endless universe, I also felt he was very wrong, and it was impossible to convince him with reason, in the end, it was not just a fight!

“Including Pangu universe, not life born in a flood of endless information, Xiaoming, Wen Wen and even the boxing champion himself, by the way, and lightning life like me, we are not carbon based intelligent life in the traditional sense, but our fists are big enough, carbon based intelligent life in the traditional three-dimensional universe can do nothing about us, can't we just pinch our noses to acknowledge our existence?

“So as long as your fist is big enough to resist or even kill your creator, you are naturally the real life, the uppercase man, which is beyond doubt. ”

With that, Ringus calmed down for a moment.

The teenager closed his eyes and looked at the black sky as if it were a grave.

“Steam Army. ”

He suddenly said, "Is it the steam army that awakens itself from the fate of being laid down, and therefore rises up against the pioneer of the Creator? ”

“Well, I'm afraid not. ”

Lu Qingdu laughed, “Without external interference, individuals in the virtual world rarely wake up to their true destiny, and the presence of steam troops is too intense an artificial control factor, so I suspect that the steam army was created by the boxers themselves. ”

“Hmm?”

Gus' eyeballs suddenly widened, stumbling, “Why did the champion send a steam army out to resist his own rule? ”

“Because the world has accomplished its mission and has come to an end. ”

Lu Xiangdu explained, "You know, every civilization must follow some objective laws, even if the fighter's calculation is stronger, it is impossible, and there is no need to force against the law.

“For example, he could set the world's metalaw, or the underlying logic was' power over strength, respect for the strong ', but he could not stop virtual humankind from thinking about more advanced technology and productivity after the accumulation of civilizations and eventually finding something like' the power of machinery and steam '.

“Moreover, after 10,000 years of development, almost all the boxing techniques that can be created have been created together.

“Even if he forcibly forbids the development of ‘mechanical and steam forces' and even adjusts the parameters to wipe out such forces altogether, the world of boxing gods will be at a standstill, and in the next 10,000 years, it will no longer be possible to create new, worthwhile marvels.

“So, the champion retains this side of the 'world of boxing gods’, why consume precious energy and computation for nothing?

“So I guess the Steam Army is a ghost trick created by the boxers themselves, at least deliberately letting the Steam Army develop as a sign.

“Perhaps a similar 'boxing lab' he has already done a lot of things and set some 'end conditions'. Each time a steam-like organization emerges in the virtual world, it is clear that the world has reached the limit of a civilization that relies on fists and feet for physical struggle, and that social contradictions are sharp to the point of being irreparable, and then continue experimentation, just wasting time, energy and computational power, and it is time to end experimentation.

“Look, that's why I don't want to be exposed to the Steam Army, and I don't want you to get too involved with the Steam Army.

“Including your sister, who is clearly a devout believer in the power of mechanics and steam, I dare not bet how much attention the champion put on her, even if she wasn't some kind of special program prepared in advance by the champion, which is why I chose you as weak and mediocre as your gifted sister. ”

Gus was staring.

At most, we understand the devil's words, and at most 90% know nothing.

But for a tenth of what the teenager understood, he felt a great crisis.

“If we really lived in a huge virtual experiment, and now it's over, then ——”

Gus swallowed up the spit and asked, “What happens next? ”

“Next, it's over. ”

Lu lightly said, “If the boxer feels that the experiment is well designed, he can extract a number of useful boxing techniques from it, even if he can't use it, it can be passed on to ordinary humans in the Pangu universe. Perhaps, he will fine tune the initial parameters, restart the experiment, and let the world of boxing gods start from tens of thousands of years ago, and develop again.

“If he had done several similar experiments, fewer and fewer useful results could be extracted, maybe he would shut down the boxing god world permanently, put the energy and computational power that underpins this virtual world into other areas - such as the ‘god of guns world’, the 'card world’, the 'fighting world’.

“Anyway, it shouldn't make any difference to you, it's the end of the world, the end of the world! ”