Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“This...”

Gus stunned for half a day, "Aren't you kidding yourself? ”

“Exactly, it's self-deceiving, but how can it not be self-deceiving? ”

The boxing champion earnestly said, "I promise that all your memories of sorrow, pain and tangle will be erased clean. When you wake up, you will be in an eternal paradise that is truly fake and indistinguishable. You will enjoy the joy of the world there, you will never notice anything unusual, and you will never know that your beloved friends and family, including yourself, are ‘virtual people’. ”

“ …… ”

Gus held his fists slightly trembling, instinctively resisting the champion's offer.

But he doesn't know what kind of future is stronger than the champion's proposal.

The boxing champion is right, since everything is false, how can he escape if he is lying to himself, this virtual fate?

“Perhaps you find it too boring to live in a waveless and eternal paradise in the face of inexhaustible sources of milk and honey? ”

"It doesn't matter," said the champion. "As long as you help me eliminate Lu Qingdust, I can make you the protagonist of a hundred virtual worlds, enjoy a hundred sons of heaven, scolding winds and clouds, adventures that are exciting and exciting. ”

Gus stunned: "What does that mean? ”

“It's simple, you know, I've created countless virtual worlds, such as the magic world, the martial arts world, the fighting world, the summoning world, the mechanical world and the card world, exploring the evolution and integration of different power systems, and most of the time, after I've set up the initial data, I'll let these worlds develop freely and not easily interfere with their processes, but occasionally, I'll also do some artificial guides on these worlds and let experiments go in the direction I want, and then I'll arrange for some special, ‘protagonist template' virtual people to come in and implement my will. ”

"I can get you into these worlds with this‘ protagonist template '," said the Fist King, "and then you'll be surprised to meet one another, embrace the right, solve one crisis after another in a thousand strokes, and make all enemies bow down to your feet with all their fears.

“In short, everything a man craves, money, beauty, power, cheers, the freshness of defeating the most powerful evil king, or becoming the most evil evil king, scolding the wind, shining the wind... you can get it without any effort, oh, if you think it's too easy, I can arrange some exciting, risky conspiracies and fights to get you to the top of the world after all the hard work.

“Of course, before you arrive at every virtual world, I can also erase some of your memories, making you completely unaware that the world in front of you is a virtual experiment.

“In other words, that's a whole hundred real, incredible, fulfilling lives -- you can be the protagonist of a hundred stories, if not enough, a thousand times, 10,000 times, you can always be the spokesperson of miracles, the protagonist of destiny, in the virtual world I create! ”

Gus covered his head and felt his mind was running out of pace with the champion.

It took him a long time to understand what boxing meant.

“That is...”

Gus said with some trance, "In the history of our boxing god world, there have been a lot of scolding clouds, big heroes, they, they're actually all arranged by you, they're all your puppets, your chess pieces? ”

“Some are, but they will never realize it themselves. ”

"I don't understand why you're so involved in this' arranged and manipulated 'thing," said Fist King. "I said I could erase some of your memories and make you completely forget about the existence of' virtual experiments' and go back to the way you were before you met Lu Qingdu - before you met Lu Qingdu, did you see that the world, including yourself, was virtual? Is this really so important that it bothers you so much? ”

“When, of course, it matters! ”

Gus shouted courageously, "Whether my life is a fake, whether I'm a living person, a ripped puppet, or an ostrich with its head buried in the sand - doesn't that matter? ”

“Okay.”

The champion sighed, "My child, if you don't want to be king in the virtual world and have fun, what do you want? ”

“I…”

Gus took a deep breath, glanced at the champion, and said, "I want to go to your world, to Pankova, okay? ”

The champion was silent for a while and looked embarrassed.

“Why do you have such thoughts? Do you believe in Lu Du's flower words? ”

The champion said very sincerely, "I'm sorry, I have to break your fantasy —— although from the world of boxing gods to the Pan Ancient Universe, from the low-dimensional universe to the higher dimension, yes, but the higher dimension does not mean happier life.

“In fact, the Pangu universe is not a paradise, and there is no real paradise in the world.

“Yes, Pangu's technology is much more developed than the world of boxing gods, but it still faces problems of scarcity of resources, social contradictions and sharp friction between interest groups.

“Now, relying on the efforts of Li Yao and countless heroes, Pangu Universe barely maintains peace, but with the disappearance of Li Yao and countless powerful people leaving Pangu Universe to carry out more demanding tasks, Pangu Universe's dark currents flourish, the crisis is constant, the old forces of the immortality of thieves may at any moment counter-pull and ignite another brutal war.

“If you really fly up to the Pangu universe, technically there's no big problem, I can find you a spiritual puppet shell, the question is, are you sure that's the life you want?

“You know, in the virtual world, I can give you everything, I can help you out of all the crises and threats, and you will be the protagonist of the world; but in the Pangu universe, no one can protect you, you will have to face the cold universe and the cruel world yourself, and in the vast dark vacuum, you will be a tiny dust, silent and silent.

“Think about it, is this really what you want? Is it really worth it to give up the chance of God to pay so much for the so-called ‘real’? ”

Gus was silent for a long time.

The inner Heavenly Warrior was at an extreme point.

“At least...”

And he said, "After flying up to Pankova, no one can control my destiny, right? ”

“Who knows? ”

The champion said, "Even in the Pan Ancient Universe, how many people can truly face their own destiny and overcome it? ”