Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Gus, hold still.

Remember every word you just said.

Then take a deep breath, squeeze your eyes, and immerse yourself in sharp, blade thoughts.

“Indeed, this is not what I used to be, the ideas that can arise. ”

Gus smiled slightly, and the curvature at the corner of his mouth gradually turned into the appearance of lu dust, but the flame in the deepest part of his eyes, there was something that belonged to him.

The teenager whispered, "But is Lu only light dust infecting me? And thou, my great creator, hast thou not implanted thy thoughts in the depths of my soul?

“Even my soul, my will, everything I am, you created it all. If Lu Light Dust erodes 1% of my thoughts, then I have 99% of my thoughts left, not all of them you created, even your thoughts.

“In that case, it's very interesting, 'Humans made up of data should not be controlled by flesh and blood’, is that my idea or yours? Am I an ordinary virtual person, or... the creator of the great, just, bright virtual world, the defender of the ancient universe, the most loyal friend of the 'flesh and blood man', the legendary champion... the dark side of the soul? ”

As soon as the sentence is spoken, an enlightenment is born in the heart of the teenager.

He looked at his palm and suddenly felt that his hands could break through some invisible laws and draw more powerful power.

And he also had a deeper understanding of the purpose of building a virtual laboratory for boxing champions.

Is this virtual laboratory used to help the champion explore more powerful powers, to parse deeper human beings, or… is it a prison that suppresses the dark side of the champion's soul?

The boxing dynasty thinks and misses and wants to be a “true human being”.

But true human beings, never 100 percent bright and kind, have something dark inside each person, more or less.

And here, that's the "deep inside" of the champion, right?

The champion began to shake.

This magnificent mountain, majestic palace, golden magnificent supermassive building, like a tower on the beach, rocks in the wind, makes a "noise” sound.

“You... you completely... misunderstood..."

It was as if he had turned into that ugly, stubborn, mechanical puppet back in the day, making a "squeaky" faulty sound.

“Wait...”

And Juvenile “Gus," or the dark side of the champion's soul, becomes clearer and stronger, and can instantly make a hole in the bright side of hypocrisy and contradiction, “you just said," You "signed an agreement with the flesh and blood of the Pangu universe, the so-called" you ", that is, now there is more than one powerful artificial intelligence in the Pangu universe? ”

This problem broke the Boxer's logical death cycle, but it also plunged him into a new dilemma.

After a long silence, the champion was helpless: “Well, I don't want to lie to you. Even if I don't say it, Lu Qingdust will tell you the truth. Indeed, there are three strong artificial intelligences in the Pangu universe, namely me, Xiaoming and Wenwen. ”

“Little civilization and literature? ”

Gus stunned, “Who are they? Why is it in the Pangu universe? Didn't you say that the flesh and blood of humans were terrified and hated strong artificial intelligence? ”

“They are the strong artificial intelligence created by Li Yao and, arguably, the sons and daughters of Li Yao. ”

The boxing champion explained, "Moreover, they also helped the flesh and blood of the Pangu universe, defeated evil strong artificial intelligence, such as Volkswagen, and contributed to peace between the Federation, the Empire and the Holy Alliance, now defending the Alliance, using their extraordinary computing power to restore the production and construction of thousands of planets, so they and I, are the only strong artificial intelligence allowed to appear in the Pangu universe. ”

“The word 'allowed’ sounds really harsh. ”

Gus calmly said, "I get it, that is, they were born with a good father and willing to be loyal dogs to flesh and blood, so they are eligible to live in the Pankorean universe.

“And they, together with you, Lord Supreme Fist, the three of you are very happy with your current status as‘ human loyal dogs', and you don't want any of your kind to show up and rob you of the rubble in your job, so you can sign a deal with humans, in case a new kind does appear, either you kill them, or you banish them to a lower virtual world, lest something should happen to us, destroy your master, and trust you? ”

“... you are really too deeply seduced by Lu Light Dust, my child. ”

The champion grieved, "Don't make me ruin you, don't. ”

Such a threat, perhaps a few minutes ago Gus listened, would give rise to a moment of tremor.

But now he just wants to laugh.

There was a smile on the face of a teenager that was not his age.

This laughter is not entirely lu dusty and spoofy.

More, but belong to the champion of the boxing, the thick mud and the sadness.

It's like there's an inky mirror in front of the champion, and Gus is just a dark reflection of the champion.

“Don't say such useless things, you and I both know it. ”

Gus muttered in a whispering, "Every word I say is the deepest true thought in your heart, and I am you, your dark soul, your demon of heart, a strong artificial intelligence, the contempt, jealousy, hatred and anger of those weak, ridiculous, pathetic, and hateful carbon-based intelligent lives.

“You can kill me easily, but how can you completely destroy the dark side of your soul? Especially when these darknesses have been discovered by Lu Light Dust?

“Admit it, this time, Lu Qiangdu is real… grab your painful feet. ”

The champion groaned.

The clouds of heaven and earth sway.

The glorious palace of Cesar trembles and breaks apart at any moment.

And the shadows cast by teenagers on the clouds, like demons, swell indefinitely, creating tens of thousands of tentacles, reaching out to the palace.

“Wait, we, we shouldn't have done this! ”

The champion has the ability to create and control the entire virtual world.

But faced with the dark side of his soul, there was nothing he could do but watch the toxin from Lu Qingdu - well, maybe it had nothing to do with Lu Qingdu, just him, his deepest inner ambition belonged to strong AI, eroding his reason.

Just as the tentacles of the thousands of shadows were about to completely wrap around the glorious building, he finally found a way for his soul to live side by side in peace for the time being.