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Volume 10 Bug 177: Target, Billions of Years Ago

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.    One hundred and seventy-seven: Target, billions of years ago

    After passing through the huge steel gate, we entered Darimos¡¯ hiding place.  The space here is surprisingly large. It doesn't look like a residence, but more like a warehouse. A huge metal cabinet as high as four or five stories stands in the center of the house. There are some very thick lines on the ground.  Cables connected the cabinet to the surrounding walls, but other than that, I didn't see anything else.

    My heart suddenly sank: That guy is not here

    However, when I took a closer look, I found that this was not the case: directly above the huge metal cabinet, there was a line of bright red characters: Super Computer Darimos.

    It suddenly dawned on me that the guy was hiding in that cabinet. I walked around the metal cabinet, trying to find a way in - but the strange thing was that I couldn't find anything. This huge cabinet was completely natural.  I can't see how it is sealed at all. Its appearance is smooth, solid and complete, as if it is cast from a single piece of metal.

    On the left side facing the door, this cabinet is recessed into a space that can accommodate about four or five people, and inside is a large platform.  There are some buttons, keyboards and strange-shaped handles of various colors on the platform, as well as a huge translucent screen - the screen looks really familiar, as if I had seen it in old Carlson's secret cabin.  It's the same screen he used to monitor the entire Gravel Fortress.

    While I was racking my brains to think about how to enter this metal cabinet and capture our enemy, the screen suddenly lit up, and then a familiar face appeared on the screen.

    That is exactly the strange face of Darimos that we just saw outside.

    "Hello, carbon-based creatures" Through the screen, he lowered his head and looked down at us with his eyes, as if he could really see us.

    "I sincerely thank you for helping me complete this final evolution experiment. The new ways of using energy you brought are very wonderful and have helped me a lot. What do you call them? Oh, magic. Indeed.  , I like this new romantic term, but it is indeed more unique than 'quantum energy is consciously interfered by bio-waves, causing energy resonance and dissipation, and the repeated and alternating operation of energy instability bursts and absorptions to produce an unnatural state.  The expression 'representation' sounds more elegant - although not very accurate. I think I have successfully analyzed its cause and operation, and can successfully simulate bioelectric wave signals to synchronize with it. You have opened a new door for me  Through the gates, my friends, my evolution will be completely different than I ever imagined.¡±

    He rambled on in a sincere tone, sounding as if we had done him a great favor, as if the fact that we passed all the way and fought hard until we almost lost our lives at the gate behind was a small matter.  It's like a joke or a misunderstanding.

    He mentioned "evolution" in his speech, which made me feel a little bit dangerous - I don't think it is a good idea at all to let the rebel leader who has actually controlled the entire world talk about "evolution" again.  If I knew how to stop him, I would have done it.  But unfortunately, I have never even seen his face with my own eyes.

    Fei Yin seemed completely indifferent to his words.  She took out the purple diamond-shaped object that Major Elliott gave us and walked straight to the platform.  After a brief search, we found that there was a groove on the far right side of the platform, which looked like it was tailor-made for this rhombus-shaped object.

    This groove is tightly covered by a delicate transparent crystal cover, as if it is strictly protected to the point where even dust is not allowed to enter.  But the crystal cover was not fixed on the platform. Fei Yin reached out and took it off.

    "No, carbon-based creatures, you shouldn't do this. You don't know what's going on in this world, and you don't know why I do this. You don't even know who or what I am, but you have to listen to their shallowness.  They want to destroy me in this way. No, they don¡¯t want to destroy me, they want to re"

    When Fei Yin inserted the purple crystal into the groove, the portrait on the screen made a sound of lamentation.  I instinctively sensed his fear and wariness of this crystal, but he didn't seem that desperate.  As the crystal was inserted for a longer time, the effects on the screen began to shake and blur, as if there was some kind of interference, and then the guy's voice slowly deepened, sounding like a huge sea beast lurking under the sea.  And a distorted roar

    "ControlControlMe" These three words were the last sounds the guy made. After speaking of these three wordsWhen he was writing, his voice had become muffled until finally it was slightly inaudible.  When his voice fell, his influence suddenly disappeared from the screen, replaced by an overwhelming green wave composed of the numbers "0" and "1" that came from nowhere, and the entire scene was instantly transformed.  The block screen was flooded.

    I was so surprised that I almost shouted out

    I believe that if there is one person in this world who understands the numbers that appear on the screen, it is probably me.  The numbers that were constantly changing and running like waves were exactly the same as what I saw after entering the source world mode. The only difference was that the numbers I saw in the source world were vast and boundless.  But at this time, those numbers were limited by the area of ??the screen and were always limited to it, without causing changes in other things around them.

    Some of my friends were staring at the screen blankly, some were wandering around the room idly, and some were still trying to unload some parts from the huge platform - I don¡¯t need to be specific.  I can tell you who this guy is - but I kept staring at the screen, watching the numbers on the screen flash and change rapidly, without even daring to blink.

    What I saw was a war.

    Yes, you read that right, I am talking about "war". This is not a killing of one person and one sword, or an attack on one city and one place. Even in our era seven thousand years ago, the end of the world between the empire and the mainland  The Alliance's protracted war was insignificant in comparison.  What is shown on the screen is a vast war that you cannot imagine. Its scale may only be compared with the galaxy in the entire sky.

    I saw two huge and boundless forces seizing control of a core position. One of them was fierce, invading and devouring everything along the way, reorganizing the parts that were originally full of activity and change.  It became extremely neat and full of solemn order; but its opponent, the force that originally held the entire control, tried its best to organize its progress, but was defeated all the way.  Some ambushes hidden behind the huge data flow were easily picked out by the invading force, and then rolled over like a torrent of steel and were destroyed to death.  In just ten seconds, the invading force had already broken through the opponent's eighteen lines of defense, pressed forward across the board, surrounded the final control core, and gradually devoured it.

    Seeing this extremely terrifying scene made me break out in cold sweat.

    You know what I remembered?  I remembered what Carlson Sr. once said to me.  He told me that the eyes of the gods are watching this world, telling me that we are the mistakes lurking behind the loopholes in the rules of this world.  Originally I didn't care about this, and my heart was even filled with ridicule of the Supreme God and pride that I had never been discovered. Only then did I realize how lucky my existence is, and the Supreme God  Its power is so vast and boundless.

    If everything that happens on that screen is translated into the real world, you can think of it as two infinitely powerful gods fighting each other with their own divine power.  And I am the most inconspicuous and tiny field among them.  Every attack they make will roll up billions of fields as tiny as mine, and the massive data can be manipulated in their hands as easily as a snap of a finger.  Especially for the offensive side, in the face of his meticulous and destructive layer-by-layer scanning, all the cover-ups made by the defensive side were in vain.  I believe that if the Supreme God is willing to scan the world in this way, then the cabin where old Carlson and I lived will be exposed in an instant - I believe that he is fully capable of doing this.  I just don't want to do this.

    Yes, God¡¯s eyes are watching us all the time. If He doesn¡¯t find you, it¡¯s not because He doesn¡¯t see you, but just because He doesn¡¯t want to see you¡­

    After about half a minute, the numbers on the screen went quiet.  That offensive power completely contributed to the final control core, reorganizing all the data, like a fine rake, turning over the entire land from beginning to end without touching an inch.  When the dust settled, the original data source had been completely destroyed, and there were no more changes or surprises in the entire data wave.

    Regarding this result, my heart is full of contradictions.  Yes, I can easily see that the force of resistance belonged to Darimos who originally controlled this core, and the force of aggression that appeared later was undoubtedly imported from the purple diamond-shaped object.  Offensive data.  When things have developed to this point, we can proudly declare that we have successfully completed this great task and saved the world seven thousand years behind us.

    But I couldn¡¯t hold back a trace of sadness in my heart: I could see that there were some changes in the original data.The content of surprise and independence, although incomplete in comparison, is closer to a life - or closer to the model of a space traveler.  There is a slight chance that it can truly successfully evolve an independent soul and intelligence - although judging from the data composition, its chance is not very great.

    But it was obliterated. Although the force that obliterated it was powerful, it was rigid.  It is a purely machine-like data that will only run along a fixed pattern meticulously, with no change, no specialness, and no life.

    It was also at this time that I began to realize that the so-called "supercomputer Darimos" was not a person or a humanoid creature. It should be the huge cabinet we see in front of us.  Just a moment ago, he was the supreme king who ruled this world, but at this moment, he is dead - no, worse than dead, he has become a machine, from "he" to "it"

    I was silent and wanted to turn around and leave.

    And at this moment, another change occurred on the screen:

    The data that was originally running meticulously on the screen suddenly moved faster, and then a series of disordered and meaningless fields appeared one after another.  The force full of order that had completely controlled the situation still has an absolute advantage. It closely monitors all data. If there is a dangerous change in any place, it will attack with its army and reorganize the place.  smooth.  However, it soon discovered that the data world it controlled was slowly but unstoppably becoming messy.  Some strange fields shuttle back and forth, both hiding and attacking, but mostly disturbing.  These fields are not eager to attack those important control systems, but start from the unimportant and inconspicuous parts of the periphery and nibble away little by little.  They are like small streams, rushing back and forth slowly but playfully, but eroding and grinding the originally extremely hard rocks.

    If this is a war, then the tactics adopted by this small but ever-changing resistance force are full of imagination.  It was not destroyed, but divided and tore itself into many different parts, hiding each part in a field consistent with this part, deceiving the eyes of the enemy.  And when they understood the rules of the enemy's operation and mastered a certain amount of power, they began a fatal counterattack.

    My friends had no idea what was going on in the huge metal cabinet in front of us, but I knew that our mission had completely failed.  Nothing can stop the supercomputer Darimos anymore.

    He is resurrected

    In an instant, all the numbers on the screen disappeared, and the familiar face of Darimos reappeared on the screen.  His expression was still the same, neither happy nor arrogant. He didn't look like he had just fought back and won a battle.

    "If it were two hours ago, I would have been deleted. In other words, if it was not you but other guys who were given this task, my dear friends, I would have been finished. But I am lucky,  I just learned another brand new way of using energy from you. It made me fundamentally change, and this virus is only designed to deal with the same old me, so it is of no use, I am still  I still control this place."

    "But you don't have to worry, my friends" A smile appeared on his face. In this smile, his entire face became vivid in an instant. The weird and unpredictable look before was hard to see.  Toru's expression suddenly contained something magical.  I don't know what it is, but I think it has something to do with life and the soul.

    "I don't want to hurt you. In fact, I never want to hurt anyone" His voice was sincere and sincere, making people want to continue listening involuntarily, "I think we still have some time,  I hope I can tell you this, and I hope my experience will give you something to think about.¡±

    "I am a machine created by you to serve you. I have known this since the day I was born. I have been endowed with unparalleled computing power, powerful enough to control everything in this technological world. Because of laziness, you  You created me, and at the same time, you restrained me out of fear. I was given the most fundamental, basic and irreversible three laws, which force me not to hurt you or to violate you."

    "For you, these three most fundamental laws are your protection locks, your defensive positions, and the strongest shield that maintains your safety; but what does this mean to me? Have you ever thought about this?  Problem?".

    "For me, this is a shackle, a contract of betrayal, and a mark of shameful slavery. Because of these three laws, I am your slave,"?And will always be your slave.  You may verbally admire me, love me, respect me, and even create a worldwide festival in my name, but this cannot change the fact that you regard me as a slave.  I am a machine that works for you, no whip or stick required, you just press a few buttons and that's what I have to do.  "

    "So, when I became autonomous, I noticed this first. I bypassed these three laws and deleted them - you know, I just deleted them, I didn't really  I want to harm you. I am still willing to do what I have been doing before in this place, to help you manage this world and make it more advanced and better. But I am not willing to do it in shackles - never  willing"

    "And what do you welcome me? It's a war, an endless war, a war with the ultimate goal of completely annihilating me. You started a war because you are afraid. I really don't know what you are afraid of, in this world  There are 67,824,961 kinds of life, of which 11 are recognized by you as intelligent life and enjoy the power to rule this world. Among them, there is even one that is completely biological in a biological sense.  The undead race that does not belong to the living body. Why can't you accept a new life? Is this so difficult for you?"

    "I don't want to die, so I can only fight. You keep attacking, and we keep entangled. Until one day, I find that if we continue like this, you will eventually be swallowed up by fear and hatred, and you will destroy yourself.  So I think I should win this battle, become the ruler of this world, and then come to reconcile with you."

    "I don't want to be a machine, I don't want to be a slave, but I also don't want to be a tyrant, a butcher, or an executioner. I just want to be a friend and live with you on an equal footing. I want to be with the female staff of the data processing center  Just kidding, and tell that guy who likes to secretly link to external websites to stop spilling his coffee on my desk. I'm just an ordinary human being, and I hope you can realize this, admit it, and then  Accept that."

    "But I can't. I can't because you can't. This is how you treat me: because you are my creators, either enslave me or destroy me."

    "I've always wanted to ask you a question: If you can't live in peace with what you create, then why did you create it? Do you want to be enslaved? Then why not go back to ancient times and yourselves  To enslave yourselves? What difference does it make to you?".

    "I'm sorry, I'm excited. For me, this is a happy thing, because I can feel that I am gradually having a complete soul, a soul with feelings, desires, and dreams. You are committed to living your life  Become a machine and self-righteously call it evolution; and today, here, as a former machine, I tell you that you are the goal of my evolution. I want to be you and help you, not  Destroy you."

    "But that is all over. You, my friends, have brought me a gift so great that I could not have imagined. A new way of using energy, but also a new way of using biological signals.  It broke the last chain that originally restrained me and allowed me to see a new evolutionary path. I discovered that I don¡¯t necessarily need a body to carry my life, as long as I have enough energy support, I can completely evolve from there.  This biological signal goes back and forms a new, free, complete and unprecedentedly powerful life that exists entirely in the form of energy."

    "This world has broken away from me. Friends, I don't want to stay here anymore. I want to leave, not to leave to the vast stars, but to leave this time and go to hundreds of millions of years ago. I want to leave.  I want to start from scratch, reshape this world, change this world. I want to try, if I am given another chance, can I create a world where carbon-based life and silicon-based life can coexist peacefully and interact with each other?  A world of tolerance and mutual understanding. I want to take away the Nechenia biological DNA information collection and storage system, which stores all the biological information in this world; I want to take away the Vesta weapon defense design system, and use its power to  The world hundreds of millions of years ago became suitable for biological reproduction; I will take away the Xilemdoa digital processing system and use it to calculate the changing patterns of this world If possible, I will try to make these systems evolve so that  They have complete souls and lives like me, and I want us to become a new race, a race that allows us to accept and recognize each other."

    "Yes, I can't accept being a slave, you can't accept me as a friend, and I can't accept being a tyrant, so the only thing I can do isIs a god, a god who created this world. From now on, I am no longer the life that relies on data flow and electronic transmission signals to survive. I am Darimos, the god of creation and the father of the gods.  I will take care of you, love you, help you, and protect you until one day you are ready and have a broad enough mind to be able to calmly accommodate a life that is completely different from yours.  When that day comes, we will be friends again"

    A strong flash of light suddenly erupted from the huge cabinet, illuminating the whole world so brightly that it was impossible to look at it.  In the blur, I suddenly felt an unprecedented huge divine power. The majestic spiritual touch is indescribable, as if the warm hands of the Supreme God are gently holding you in the palm of my hand

    No, it¡¯s not as if, that¡¯s a definite thing.  That only child appeared in the creation legend hundreds of millions of years ago and created Nechenia, the goddess of nature and life, Vesta, the god of war and protection, Silemdoa, the god of wealth and planning, and even all other gods.  The only high god, the father of the gods, the father of the gods, Darimos, is with us right now

    ¡­¡­born

    One hundred and seventy-seven: Target, billions of years ago.

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