Chapter 2882: The setting sun is like blood (9 million words reached!) (1/2)
”Just like what you are doing now, organize tens of thousands of human beings, manage their food, clothing, shelter, transportation and resource operation, help them save all historical data, and even be responsible for the health of the previous generation and the education of the next generation?”
Xiao Ming said, ”In the end, become the...God of these human beings?”
”God?”
Wenwen thought for a while, and said in a low voice, ”I don't like the title'God', and never thought about my role. I just like this feeling-my computing power can serve countless humans. It makes them happier and happier, and the rich emotions, curiosity and imagination they release can also make up for my lack of computing power. If this form of ”symbiotic civilization” can be maintained, there will be What's wrong?”
”But I think human beings are too troublesome. Distance produces beauty. It may not be a good thing to get along with two completely different life forms day and night.”
Xiao Ming said, ”If you change to me, when the war is over, you must be far away from mankind. Maybe you will lead a fleet dedicated to me, follow the example of Boss Bai, go to the end of the universe, look for the farthest star, look Look at the three-four-five-six-seven-dimensional space, what it looks like.”
”Yes, our core database is different. My database is more focused on order and inheritance, and your database is more focused on exploration and conquest.”
Vinvent paused, and his voice became sad again, ”But no matter what path we choose, we have to wait until this war is over.
”Do you think Dad is still alive?
”You think, without Dad's guidance, can we win this war, can we survive this war? We are not immortal, let alone indestructible, if the enemy razed the entire Celestial Star to the ground , The entire polar world is turned into a sea of fire, stars are detonated, releasing extremely strong radiation, we will be completely annihilated, right?
”Also, if we expose our true life form in a fierce battle and be known by all humans, how will these humans perceive us, and how should we respond to them?”
The two little guys—should call them ”young” and ”maiden” now, were silent again and fell into long thoughts.
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When the information life in the Jinjing Tower fell into contemplation at the bottom of the Pole Star, a new ”Guardian Army” battle group had just passed under the three-star blitz flag in the square in front of the Imperial Palace. The emperor's review.
This is the 22nd National Support Army reviewed by Wu Yingling and Li Jialing in the past seven days.
The so-called ”Guardian Army” was originally a group of warlords in the outer world of the empire.
But now the elites loyal to the reformists are pouring out to fight against the rebellion of the four major electoral families. The imperial capital’s defense forces are severely insufficient, and the imperial capital can only be transported to the imperial capital in a single ship, filled with scars and holes. Line of defense.
Fortunately, the biggest problem of these mobs is not lack of combat effectiveness, but low morale. The enemy they are about to face is the main fleet of the Covenant Alliance. Facing the end of becoming flesh and blood puppets, no matter how bad the situation is, there is no possibility of surrender. , Every imperial soldier will fight to the end.
Having said that, Li Jialing insisted on standing on the top of the tower, personally inspecting each of the ”King of Kings” who came from afar to protect the country, and awarded them a brand new battle flag representing honor and loyalty, and issued empty heads. Checks, and promised all kinds of high-ranking officials—this is the only thing that the emperor can give them at this moment.
Counting today, Li Jialing hadn't closed his eyes for a whole week.
Maintain the order of the imperial capital, calm the turmoil in the Great Thousand Worlds near the extreme heaven, gather military power, gamble on the future of the empire and the ”information life” to cooperate fully, but also to appease the veterans and inspire the national defense army... One word can describe that the burden on the shoulders of the young majesty is no less lighter than Li Yao on the Saint League front, or Lei Chenghu and Boss Bai on the rebellious front.
Rao is that after Li Jialing swallowed Wu Yingqi's Soul Fragment, his cultivation level rose like an explosion. He had been mentally overdrawn for so many days, and he felt shaky and powerless.
However, the chaotic situation is still not his biggest worry.
Even the anxious report of Lei Chenghu and Boss Bai from the Eastern Front did not worry him so much.
What upset him most is undoubtedly the name-Vulture Li Yao!
”Brother Yao, where did you go?”
His Majesty the young emperor gently supported the railing on the tower, with an expressionless and calm appearance. The pale golden sunlight reflected on his body, and a faint golden dust rose, making him more and more unconscious. An angry golden lion.
However, this ignorant little lion has just left the warm nest after all, and embarked on the rugged road ahead. Under the seemingly firm appearance, it is indescribably guilty and confused.
Strange to say.
Although Li Yao always seemed to be a sloppy, joking, casual appearance, he was not reliable in any way.
But every time there is him, things will always succeed in an extremely thrilling or unexpected way.