Chapter 8: The Murmur of a Dream
Watching the figure of the Gentile woman disappear into the mist.
Ling Ping'an walked back to the store and pulled the roller shutter down.
Then, lock the store door, walk to the counter, and pick up your phone.
After thinking about it, he looked at the ring table in the drawer and the cyan spar-like thing, and said, "Maybe it's valuable......"
"Take it upstairs and put it away!"
The security of the Federation itself has always been very good.
But petty theft is never preventable.
With those two things, he went back upstairs, turned on the light, and Ling Ping'an, as usual, collapsed into the soft sofa.
"Comfortable!" As he spoke, he opened a can of drink and took several sips of it.
"Let's play the game!"
"I feel that I will definitely be able to break through the Unyielding Silver tonight and step into the Glory Gold Rank!"
It has been a few days since falling into the silver segment and quickly falling into the bronze abyss.
It's time to fight back and show the Golden Warriors the wrath of the Avengers!
He threw the unknown cyan spar aside, along with the ring watch, took out his mobile phone, and entered the canyon.
Tonight's canyon is destined to be bloody!
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Get out of the fog.
Ruined hills, reappearing in front of you.
Holding the "Mechanical Gospel" in her hand tightly, Elizabeth gave the mastermind an order: "Mastermind, correct the time!" ”
"The time is now 102 years of the Void Era, April 14, 3:12 p.m.!"
"When did I get into the fog?" Elizabeth asked again.
"April 14, 102 at 3:11 p.m."
Elizabeth looked up suddenly.
Sure enough, as she expected.
She held the Gospel of Machines in her hand, feeling the rhythm of steel and the roar of engines coming from the book.
"Mastermind!" She asked, "Flesh and blood are weak, but steel is eternal!" ”
"Will you join me on the path of spreading the eternal Word of Steel?"
The quantum masterbrain under the frontal lobe of the brain was originally a tool for mass production and installation of the Doomsday Fortress.
Just a dull tool.
But Elizabeth knew that it was no longer the mastermind it had been.
The will of the machine has penetrated into the data of the main brain.
Eternal steel, so that the mastermind has its own will.
Sure enough.
After a moment of stuttering, the Mastermind's voice echoed in Elizabeth's brain.
"Flesh and blood are weak, but steel is eternal!"
"Good!" Elizabeth laughed.
The mechanized mind is dismantled at this moment.
In its place is a whole new kind of power.
A real machine is not rigid or ruthless.
Rather, it is absolute materialism, absolute sanity, absolute rationality!
As Elizabeth smiled, nano-biochemical machines began to pop out of her body and cover her body.
She knelt on her knees, facing the fog, and chanted aloud the Cult of the Mechanica's chant: "Ring the bell once, push the lever, start the piston and engine ......"
The armor on her body, as she chanted, gradually flowed, like water, merging with each other.
"Ring the bell twice, press the button, the engine ignites, the turbine ignites......"
The miniature fusion reactor installed in the body began to dissolve, slowly turning into an ancient, old, but powerful steam turbine.
Flesh is pumped into it, generating immense power.
The will of steel, emerges from Elizabeth.
"Ring the bell three times ......"
The mechanical bell rang in her body.
"Praise in unison!"
The Great Will, descending from the void, gazes upon this miserable world.
Elizabeth trembled and praised: "O great spirit of all machines! ”
"You are the Lord of all things and the Apocalypse that destroys everything!"
"More is good, big is beautiful!"
"Evaporate! Burn it! Cast it! ”
"Flesh and blood are weak, but steel is eternal!"
When Elizabeth stood up again, she was truly and completely integrated with steel, and all the nano-biochemical machines that had been installed in her body were now truly integrated with her, including the quantum mastermind.
She stretched out her hand, and her silver-white steel skin shone brightly in the white and cold sun.
With a slight grip, the steel arm turned into flesh and blood again.
Crystal clear, white as jade.
She knew that she had become a steel nun, a mechanical evangelist.
The great spirit of all machines has favored her.
From then on, flesh and blood are steel, and steel is flesh and blood.
In her hand, the mechanical gospel opened automatically.
In my ears, a whisper came directly to my brain.
She knew her mission - to build a temple of machines, build an altar of steel, and spread the gospel of machines and steel to the world.
Eventually, the great spirit of all machines will descend on this universe.
Cast out all evil spirits.
He also brings the true truth to the universe.
Flesh and blood are weak, steel is eternal!
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The style of painting of the canyon is no different from usual.
Zuan University Scholar and Federation Bandar Filial Son, never absent in every game.
However, all these difficulties could not stop the spiritual peace on the journey of separation.
As the enemy's crystal exploded, a golden light flashed through the phone screen.
Ling Ping'an officially stepped into the golden rank of glory.
After a few days of sinking, he finally came back, returning to his former peak and glory.
"Brother is awesome!" He picked up the drink on the sofa and took a sip: "The scum of the canyon wait!" ”
"Your king, you are back!"
He was already confident that he would make it to the legendary strongest king and bring the canyon warriors to his feet!
Suddenly, Ling Ping'an scratched his head: "Why is this drink so spicy!" ”
He felt as if he was drunk.
The chest and abdomen are hot.
The whole person also seemed to be a little drowsy.
Yawning, he picked up the bottle of drink, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it: "It's soda, not wine......"
But he didn't think too much about it, just put the phone down and lay down on the sofa: "I stayed up all night yesterday, and today is just to catch up on sleep!" ”
But he had forgotten that the cyan spar he had originally placed in the corner of the sofa was gone.
He soon fell asleep.
Everything in the dream is so chaotic, and there is only darkness and nothingness in front of you.
"I'm dreaming about it again!" Ling Ping sighed.
This dream, he grew up from a young age.
Sometimes you may not be able to dream about it once a year, but sometimes, it will come back and forth continuously.
It was difficult for Ling Ping to comprehend this dream.
But he's used to it.
Therefore, he simply floated around in the chaos of his dreams.
Everything in the dream was so silent and dark. And his body, like a feather fluttering in the wind, is light enough to float everywhere.
Over the years, he has adapted.
Usually he just needs to float and float and float until he wakes up naturally.
But this time, it's a little different.
He floated and fluttered and floated in his dreams. I don't know how long it took to float, but suddenly, bursts of piercing suona sounds and guanidine noisy musical instruments came into my ears.
The sound of the suona is very strange, more unpleasant than any noise.
And the sound of those noisy instruments is like a DJ in a bar and nightclub.
Just listening, it made people upset, short-tempered, and subconsciously, Ling Ping scolded a sentence: "Blow your sister!" ”
"Shut up!"
And so, the world was quiet.
And he woke up.
"It's already morning!" He opened his eyes, and the morning sun fell from the windowsill onto the balcony.
Downstairs, there were already cars on the road.
Picking up the mobile phone on the sofa, Ling Ping'an looked at the screen and there was a message.
Auntie: Ping'an, the girl who introduced you last time said that you haven't added her, what's the matter?
When Ling Ping'an saw it, he quickly pretended not to see it.
Slipped your phone into your crotch.
Blind date or something...... It's too much trouble.
Isn't the game fun?
Or is the codeword unhappy?
Why bother yourself, make yourself in your twenties, just like those peers, with a baby on your left hand and a baby on your right hand.
"Huh!" Ling'an looked at the couch suddenly.
The ring watch is still in place.
But the hedron was gone.
Ling Ping'an immediately became nervous, and rummaged up and down the sofa, inside and outside, for a long time.
But in the end, not even the shadow of the spar was found.
"Where did you go?" He scratched his head: "Didn't I take it upstairs?" No, I remember bringing it with me! ”
He recalled that last night, he went upstairs and collapsed in the sofa to fight in the canyon, drinking a can of soda by the way.
Then......
Like, that hedron was once put together with a soda can?
He quickly picked up the deflated soda can from the glass table, but when he looked left and right, he didn't see the hedron.
"It's miserable!"
"I guess I'll have to pay for it!"
"I don't know how much that hedron is worth......"
"In case the lion opens his mouth......"
So the young bookstore owner became worried.