Chapter Fifty-Eight: Rewriting the Blood Palace

It's not the first time Guiguzi has heard of consciousness replication technology, and it's not the first time to connect them, but I'm just reluctant to go deeper.

He had speculated a long time ago that the art of reincarnation was likely to be a channel for super-intelligent beings to pass on their powers, and that only humans who were specific "containers" could survive the baptism of reincarnation, as did his unscrupulous disciples and betrayed followers.

But the truth is often more cruel than reality, and in the narration of the sage Zhuangzi, Guiguzi gradually understands that the art of reincarnation is not the path to godhood as he first thought, but a conspiracy of super-intelligent beings to return to the world.

The art of reincarnation is a second-generation consciousness copying technique that has evolved into natural awakening on the basis of the previous generation's forcibly implanted memories.

No one knows when or where, the gods will wake up naturally, and no one will be suspicious.

"What you said, is it true?" Guiguzi already believed it in his heart, but he was still uncompromising on the surface.

Zhuang Zhou smiled, knowing his careful thoughts, his eyes were a little sympathetic, "It's a cruel fact, the messenger approached you just because you accepted Fuxi's inheritance, which is the container for the resurrection of her leader." It doesn't matter who you are to her, as long as you are Fuxi's container, she will protect you and even achieve your wishes. ”

Do what you want...... Guiguzi lowered his eyelids and asked, "Then are you also a container?" ”

Zhuang Zhou did not hide it, "Your intuition is very accurate, but I am not a container of the gods, I am my own container." ”

"Huh?" What does this mean?

"Mr. Guigu, in the vast galaxy, life forms are different, and civilizations naturally have different ways of reproduction." Zhuang Zhou smiled and said meaningfully, "The appearance of super-intelligent life forms is different from that of the Earth era, and a large part of the Ark members have undergone transformation surgery and become half-human, half-machine monsters. ”

Guiguzi thought for a while, and was suddenly startled, "Are you...?" ”

"I'm not a god, I'm still me, sage Zhuang Zhou! As I said, there are many forms of life, and I am not a child of the earth, and the body I inhabit now is my childhood. ”

"In the old century, I was born on the edge of the Ninth Star Sector, on a planet that looked like it had been after a nuclear war."

"Do you know about nuclear weapons? A power that can destroy the world, far more terrifying than the Demon Dao Technique, and even far more lethal than the Yuan Qi Cannon. The Ark did not use nuclear weapons against this world, it is already very merciful. ”

"......" Guiguzi looked at the deer on the hand-painted book, and asked after a long silence, "Have you told Master Mo Zhai these words?" ”

Tell him that the traps and destruction systems he is so proud of are still no match for the Ark.

Zhuang Zhou yawned, covered his mouth and said, "No, you are the first, and if I tell him, the things that are staring at me on it will probably clear me!" ”

"......" Guiguzi looked up at the cloudless sky and frowned.

What is the way in which the so-called world clean-up mechanism maintains the trajectory of the world?

"There are many forms of life, and you don't know it, but that doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

"Well, I'll remember what you say, but I don't necessarily believe it."

Zhuang Zhou shrugged his shoulders indifferently, sat on Kun's back, floated in the air and said to him, "Hmph~ You don't have to be so wary of me, my attitude towards this world is different from that of the Ark, just to be a witness of civilization, the same as before." ”

"You ......" Guiguzi stood up, looked at his weird smile, was stunned, and a sense of foreboding welled up in his heart.

Zhuang Zhou pointed to the Tower of Babel, which went straight into the clouds, and said, "Then, I'll go over first, and if you decide to cooperate with Jishita, come to the Tower of Babel, and I will show you the true power of the Tower of Babel!" ”

Night was approaching, Sun Bin looked at the starry sky, his heart was full of melancholy, he asked, "Teacher, why did we trick the envoy into entering the forbidden realm of time and space?" ”

Mozi's projection appeared behind him, "Calm down, the sage Zhuangzi has his thoughts, let's just wait and see." ”

"But I ......"

"You feel guilty?"

"Ah, yes, but I don't regret it."

"It's normal, Sun Bin, we don't know the world we live in. Where and what the end of evolution is, it is worth pursuing......"

Mozi turned on Bai Ze's projection and overlapped the trajectory of the messenger in the dream realm with the dream realm again, and Sun Bin heard his words later, "Therefore, it is reasonable to use some last resort means." ”

Guiguzi was lying on the grass, the cold wind of winter blowing across his face, but he was not moved, the body of a demigod gave him almost the power of a god, but it did not change the fact that he was once a human.

Mengqi closed his eyes, put on layer after layer of shield, and chewed the fruit.

What a starry sky...... Guiguzi looked at the vast galaxy, suddenly thought of something, sat up all of a sudden, and was startled, he took out his picture book and recorded it again.

The demon seed contributes blood, and monsters are born in the blood.

But monsters are not the source of chaos, but fallen people.

Fifteen years ago, the palace of the king of Qin

According to the first contact, Sun Bin and Zhong Wuyan, who had passed through the Time Gate, came to the Qin Palace.

They tried to prevent the birth of the human weapon Bai Qi, but Bian Que and Xu Fu delayed their plans, making them overtime and had to leave.

Although this time travel has changed the past, it has not changed the future, and Jixia will still become a battlefield.

Guiguzi sighed, "In the end, it's still a meaningless action!" ”

"Poyoda?" Mengqi let out a puzzled voice.

"It's okay, it's just that I saw something in my dream." Guiguzi lay down again and sighed, "Now, Mengqi, do you believe Hirsch?" ”

"......" Mengqi stopped uncharacteristically, then shook his head.

“!” Guiguzi was stunned, but Mengqi shook his head again.

He pondered for a moment and said, "According to Zhuangzi's words, the past life and this life refer to the art of rebirth. If I am the vessel of the important person of Hirsch, why did she leave us? ”

"Poyoda?"

"Ah, I don't want to think about it, now, we have to go to the Tower of Babel."

"Hubble?"

"Daji means a lot to Hirsch, and maybe as Zhuangzi said, Hirsch will come for her."

"Hmm......" Mengqi scratched his head, a little lost.

"Mengqi, we'll ask her about it."

"Poyoda!" Mengqi nodded.

Above the Great Wall, a corner tower.

Dunshan suddenly raised the barrier to block the white-robed girl who appeared above its head, and Baili, who was making breakfast, was startled and asked in disbelief, "You...... How did you find here? ”

Hirsch sat on top of the shield mountain, his left hand covering his abdomen, frowned, and said, "It's not strange that such a powerful energy response can be found." ”

"Ah, your wounds?"

"It's okay, it's a small injury, I have something to entrust you."

"What?"

"Please don't tell anyone I'm here."

"Okay......" Before Baili finished speaking, he heard a childish voice sounding on the windowsill, and instantly shouted in shock, "Brother, I'm coming to see you...... Hey, who's she?! ”

"Ah......" Baili held his forehead, not knowing how to express his feelings.