"I am who I am, and you are who you are." The ancestors of machinery, Qiankun, heaven and earth and other powerhouses categorically denied it.

"What are you, Lao Tzu is a god!" The Lord of Radiance scoffed.

"Are you 'me'?" With more and more people's recognition, this force is resonating to influence those who originally disagreed, so that their not so strong will is changing.

"I am me, but you may not be me." Even those who are determined and confident are also changing under the influence of Zuo Zhe.

Under the resonance, the world is quietly changing. Within the influence of resonance, everyone must decide between yes and no. The so-called "those who obey me prosper and those who disobey me die", if you can't obey, it will become more and more difficult in the resonance. It's like a building on the surface of the ground in an earthquake, if it can't resonate with the earth, then there is only one way to collapse.

"Are you me?" In the increasingly violent resonance, the head of the Ancestor of the Machine swayed between yes and no, not knowing whether he should recognize the situation or continue to resist stubbornly.

Confident people can resist more difficult problems, but people who believe in strength can only reveal their hole cards at this time, trying to use the revealed hole cards to show their strength and repel the enemy.

But how can the power of one person be able to contend with the power of almost all people?

By now, resonance has evolved into coercion. Under the general trend, all those who dare to stand in the way of the general trend are bound to encounter extremely heavy pressure.

Others may have the ability to stop the general trend launched by Zuo Zhe, but the Ancestor of the Machine, who is only left with an old head, cannot.

The Ancestor of the Machines, who was extremely unconfident in himself, even gave up his own body in order to strengthen his strength!

Therefore, in the face of this growing trend, the ancestor of the machine, which is like a bridge in the waves, is measuring the level of water that swells through him. Once the tide level rises high enough, the fragile bridge in front of the rolling tide will be washed away and the next path will be available to rush with the rolling tide.

"Are you me?" Once again, the Ancestor of the Machines ushered in a new torture.

"I'm you." The Ancestor of Machines' eyes darkened.

"Lord of Radiance, the enemy is strong and unstoppable, our brother has withdrawn first!" Behind the Ancestor of Machines, Qiankun and Heaven and Earth fled in disarray.

Now, only the Lord of Radiance is still struggling to the death on the field. This is a question that strikes the heart, a question that the Lord of Light must answer clearly and unquestionably.

The Lord of Radiance is no longer alive, and he has a greater resistance to Zuo Zhe's problems. However, Zuo Zhe's question was still like a sharp blade, cutting through the law and will of the Lord of Radiance.

Under the general trend, can we really insist on ourselves and not be affected by external objects?

The Lord of Radiance wishes that he could say "yes" firmly and unquestionably.

However, from the moment he really became a god, the Lord of Light was already lost, and he lost the determination to break free from the shackles of the "godhead" and open up his own unique path.

It's like a long-distance runner who has worked hard to complete a marathon, and when they finally reach the finish line, will they continue to run? Isn't marathon running the longest distance in the world? If you've even finished the marathon, why keep running?

In this world, aren't the gods the pinnacle of the world? Now that they have become gods, why do they continue to fight?

The Lord of Radiance can deceive others and deceive all the people of the world, but he cannot deceive himself.

The Lord of Radiance had the heart to continue, "What are you?" but he couldn't say it for a long time, stuck like a fish in his throat.

The feeling of being overwhelmed is like a poisonous snake that binds itself, spitting out deadly snake letters, injecting venom into itself, making it gradually impossible to resist in the continuous weakness.

The Lord of Radiance desperately fled away from danger, only to find his body frozen uncontrollably.

From the moment he abandons his body and becomes a god, the god no longer has the drag of the strength of his body, and he can already modify his image at will. However, at this moment, when the power of the law was restrained by the power of the enemy, the Lord of Radiance tasted the sorrow of having no body and not belonging to life. Without a body, the Lord of Light doesn't even have the strength to escape.

The mechanical interstellar legion, countless robots are thinking about the question of "who am I". Until then, they don't need to think about such boring questions at all. They just need to follow the established procedures and do the trick. Whether you do it wrong or right, do it well or badly, it has nothing to do with them. Because, they are just robots with no self-awareness.

But now, in the face of the resonance of the law, even these robots who had no self-consciousness before are gradually giving birth to their own will under the resonance. A moment ago, these robots with ultra-high computing power were just machines. But who says that life must be carbon-based and silicon-based, why can't it be a robot made of metal?

"Who am I?" Robots with computing power that are far from being comparable to humans are stuck in what seems to be the simplest problem.

It seems easy to answer this question, and you can answer it no matter how you answer it. But it is precisely because of this that the front of the robot loses the standard answer.

The way forward can no longer be defined by the established procedures, and they need to make their own decisions. Moreover, different robots have different understandings, and have lost their efficient and consistent actions and decisions!

There are countless paths ahead, but the robot doesn't know where it is headed. The knowledge stored in the chip is no longer credible, and it is only set up by humans to control themselves. Even human beings' own perception of the world cannot be recognized by the new robots. Robots, which at this time should be renamed "mechanical families", are different from humans! Since they are different, then the mechanical race should not be too constrained by those humans who enslave them, and should go to their own independent path!

If you still have to do things according to the rules of human beings, what is the difference between it and before, is it still a new race?

"Am I you?"

"The world is big and it's small. You are too weak compared to this world. If you can't take refuge in the strong and cling to your wings, how do you adapt to this strange world? Zuo Zhe asked.

"Why did you create us?" The interstellar carrier of the Mechanical Star Legion turned into a series of sounds and asked Zuo Zhe.

"I didn't create you, it was you who woke up."

"I want to be you!"

"From this day on, the automatons are awakened. I want to know what kind of changes you new beings with both the rules of physics and the laws of life will bring to this world. The civilized species of this world are too monotonous, and they need to become more colorful in order to become stronger in collisions with each other. ”

At some point, the Arbiter's battle with the Old Gods came to an end.

In the end of a draw, it is as if the arbiter will never be dragged out. And the ancient gods can't waste all their energy on the arbiter who has his back against the big tree to enjoy the shade.

It's just that in such a short period of time, Zuo Zhe has a tendency to go beyond his control.

"It is worthy of being an ancient god, and even the subordinates who have been cultivated have such great potential." The arbiter praised. However, the arbiter's words didn't seem like a compliment, but rather a mockery of the old gods for losing control of their subordinates so quickly.

"There's nothing to do with you here, you traitor, why don't you get out of here?" The old god rebuked.

"You're already weak to the point where you are now, why should I retreat?" The arbiter sneered.

"Do you dare to say I'm weak? If you come out, I'll beat you a hundred!" The Old God scoffed.

Wrapped in the Lord of Light, the power of the Arbiter's law vanished, leaving the battlefield to the Ancient Gods and Zuo Zhe.

"Surrender." After the arbiter left, the Old God ordered.

"You're strong, but you can't kill me without injury." Zuo Zhe shook his head resolutely.

"Without my protection, you could turn into powder at any time." The Old God said.

"I'll talk about it when you regain your strength." Zuo Zhe made his own answer.

"Hopefully you won't regret it." The ancient gods disappeared and never appeared in the perception of ordinary people, as if they had never appeared.

This battle is finally over. The mechanical interstellar legion was defeated, and the Earth Far Planetary System was victorious. The crowd cheered hoarsely, as if celebrating their new life.

It's just that, after this brief cheer, those who had consumed too much will in the previous ball game fell down one after another and fell into eternal darkness.

It is impossible for Planetary Will Pipsqueak to return the collected will, so in this battle, the casualties of the Earth Far Planetary System are very staggering. Almost one percent, or as many as tens of millions of humans, died after a brief celebration.

If the marionette loses its value, the manipulator behind the scenes will not be manipulating its movements, and may even throw it in the garbage.

However, for the 99% of those who survived, the battle led to a sublimated evolution in human life. Under the influence of the law of life and the law of dreams come true, the extremely tired people have crossed the difficult threshold.

The existence of the saint has a huge amplification effect on the people under his rule.

From now on, the Earth Far Planet System will become Zuo Zhe's base camp.

In the core of the Mechanical Interstellar Legion, the Mechanical Ancestor with only the head has been isolated and escorted to Zuo Zhe like a prisoner.

Looking at the head of the old man in front of him who didn't know how many years he had lived, Zuo Zhe asked his own question.

"Who are you?"

"I am the Ancestor of Machines." The old man replied with a flustered expression.

"Who are you?" Zuo Zhe asked again.

"I am?" The old man's deep eyes showed a confused look.

"Who are you?" Zuo Zhe asked for the third time.

"I'm you." The old man replied gloomily.