He makes this judgment intuitively, without reason or reason, it is completely supernatural telepathy.

Quan Xiangtu said that when he manipulated the "super brain" to carry out his work, he often felt that it was not he who was commanding the machine, but the machine was working autonomously, with strong purpose and logical ability, and was almost out of control. If that kind of problem becomes a little stricter, it will become "machine qì manipulating human beings, and human beings becoming puppets".

"What?" Quan Xiangtu narrowed his eyes and smiled, and the kaleidoscope in his pupils flickered big and small, like two seven-colored hearts that kept expanding and contracting.

"There's no need to hide anything, what you are, I know very well." Ding Jun gritted his teeth and forced himself to maintain a calm and calm expression, as if facing a hungry tiger. The clever hunter knew very well that if he showed panic and fear in front of a large beast, the beast would feel it, and would not hesitate to launch the most violent attack. Any battle is a double fight between the mind and the body, especially the master's moves, and the importance of the "battle of the heart" is far greater than the "battle of the body". At this moment, any fear and retreat is a prelude to death.

"I don't know what you're talking about, but it's funny. I know you're an interesting person, and that's missing people like you in the world right now. So, if you want to, we can work together forever, okay?" Quan Xiangtu said meaningfully.

The chill in Ding Jun's heart deepened, and from Quan Xiangtu's response, he understood that he had guessed the answer.

"I can do anything." Quan Xiangtu slowly raised his arms, stared at his palms, and then flipped outwards to show Ding Jun.

In his palm, the left palm print is a "Sichuan" character, and the right palm print is a "water" character.

"Chinese characters, very interesting, isn't it? In the eyes of Americans, mastery is not a word, but a disorganized sign of skin; For the gypsies, the palm print is a prophecy from the heavens, and the crystal ball magicians always try to find the truth of the universe from the change of the palm print; In many more nations and races, palm prints are ignored as nothing more than meaningless folds that have grown over a long period of natural evolution to increase friction on the surface of the limbs...... Haha, they are all wrong, only the Chinese understand the password hidden in the palm print, everyone is different, it is the fate of the people who represent everyone. As it is said in the philosophical dialectic, there are no two identical leaves in the world, and there are no two people in the world who have exactly the same fate. In my opinion, every Chinese character displayed in the palm print is a reminder of a person's fate. Xiao Ding, what do you say?" The smile on Kwon Sang-tu's face seemed to have solidified, and no matter what tone he spoke, his expression was exactly the same.

Ding Jun took another step back, knowing that what he was facing at this moment was an unprecedented huge crisis.

He has reason to believe that the person standing opposite is just the form of the power map, and the internal thoughts come from the "Super Brain of Area 51". In other words, the "superbrain" entered the idea of infringing on the phase diagram, and finally accused him, making him a puppet for the tiger.

"That's right, in the 5,000-year history of China, many magicians have indeed done quite profound research on palm prints and fingerprints, which cannot be compared with hundreds of years of exploration in the United States and Europe." Ding Jun nodded and responded calmly. He strives to respond correctly to every sentence and every word, and does not give the enemy a reason to attack the enemy.

"What do rivers and water represent? I think these two words should represent my tireless pursuit of 'water, source'. The source of the water in the world lies in the stone crevices under the mountain, and then the water comes from the underground, the core, and the center of the earth. Only by finding the source can you find a qiē, isn't it? So, I came here."

An extremely strange sound suddenly sounded from the right side of the cliff, and before Ding Jun could tell what kind of bird or beast it was, a black shadow flashed with dazzling white light, and fell to the ground violently, causing the altar to vibrate violently more than a dozen times.

After the white light passed, an extremely deep and wide wound appeared on Kwon Sang-tu's chest, extending from his right shoulder to his left rib.

Landing on the ground is a large humanoid eagle, nearly two meters tall, a complete image of an Asian man. Slightly below his ribs to his back, two grayish-brown wings stretched out. It stands to reason that an eagle bird of prey should have a wingspan of at least three times its body in order to fan the air, glide against the wind for long periods of time, or take off and land at high speeds to hunt prey. However, when the eagle's wings were folded, they were extremely narrow and short, and the feathers attached to them were messy and sparse, which seemed to be very different from the normal eagle wings.

"You've finally appeared." Kwon Sang-tu ignored his own wounds and focused on the eagle. Around his wound, a large number of Bai Sensen's muscles turned up, abrupt and hideous, strange and terrifying, but no blood spurted out.

"You know me?" The eagle asked proudly.

If those two eagle wings are cut off, he can definitely be regarded as a majestic and upright husband.

"I've seen you, but on the screen of a spy satellite monitor. You would be wrong to think that after breaking through the clouds at the highest point of Mount Everest and inhabiting the third pole, you don't have to worry about someone peeping at you. At that point, the scanning accuracy of the spy satellite can tell the last digit on the eye chart, and you can count the legs of a bug at the third pole, let alone a book spread out in your hand? I remember when you first read the scriptures, you first recited aloud the 'Technique of Forging Bones with Easy Tendons', and then turned to 'The Technique of Shrinking Bones and Collecting Blood', first reciting it upright and then reciting it backwards. Your memory is really strong, and you can memorize the text of these two articles in about fifteen minutes. I believe that the best memory of mankind is less than one ten-thousandth of yours. The amazing thing is that the first time I scanned the ancient Sanskrit "Yijin Sutra", I was fascinated by it, and then I read it in one day and night, mastered it in three days and nights, and merged with the scriptures after ten days and nights. Look at you, after practicing for so long, you haven't even been able to get rid of a pair of wings, you must have not comprehended the essence of the Yijin Sutra......"

Kwon Xiangtu's words shocked Daying: "Have you really seen me?" How is that possible?"

Ding Jun was convinced of Kwon Sang-tu's words because he knew about American spy satellite technology. Not to mention, in the two Gulf Wars, spy satellites accurately scanned the enemy's strategic layout details, and the smallest units could be accurate to the millimeter. Moreover, these scanning technologies are upgraded every three months, and the results are significantly improved, leaving other countries far behind.

Inside the Pentagon, the spy satellites orbiting the Earth are called "Luna Eyes," which means "the American Lady Liberty is on the moon and looks down on the Earth." It is precisely because of their existence that the Pentagon has the confidence to carry out an invincible and one-hit "decapitation operation" in the second Gulf War.

"What else is impossible in this world? It's just that I was very disappointed when I saw you, and I thought that you could get the happiness you wanted with the help of the strange book of "Yijin Jing", but what did you do? Now you are responding to an old Chinese saying that a tiger cannot be drawn, but it is like a dog. It's ridiculous, pathetic, lamentable...... "Quan Xiangtu allowed the wounds on his chest to open wide, and within his words, he had endless pity for the big eagle.

"You'd better take his word for it, because he's the smartest creature on the planet." Ding Jun smiled bitterly at the big eagle.

Superbrain is currently the world's fastest computing and smallest large-scale computer group, and its computing power is compared with human beings, just like taking Mount Meru to compare mustard seeds, holding the sun to compare feather insects, I don't know how many billions of times the difference. This disparity shows that human wisdom is infinite and can create unimaginable tools. It also shows that human wisdom is pitifully low, surpassed by the tools used to create it by itself, and will eventually be replaced.

"Why don't I want to" The big eagle must be a very smart race, and after only a few conversations with Quan Xiangtu and Ding Jun, he understood what the two meant.

"It was I who prevented him from continuing to practice that ancient Sanskrit scripture." High Priest Xue Yonglan left Xue Youyan and Xue Wan, and walked slowly towards the big eagle.

The big eagle sighed and stretched out his right hand to Xue Yonglan.

"He's who he is, and no matter how weird he looks, I can take it. If he changes his appearance by practicing the Yi Jin Sutra and becomes an identical individual to the earthlings, then he is no longer him, but one of the billions of earthlings. What I love is his superhuman courage to soar proudly in the sky without fear of the sky and the earth. Besides, he has lost his homeland and cannot return to his own people, how sad is that? If he changed his form for me and became a different kind of person, wouldn't it completely annihilate his true self? I'm not the kind of selfish person, here, as long as the two are happy and don't dislike each other, it's enough. Xue Yonglan's hand also stretched out and gently held the hand of the big eagle.

Ding Jun was deeply moved by these words, and he couldn't imagine that there was such a deep tacit understanding between Yiying and a person.

A female writer of love in Hong Kong once said in an article: "To love a person, you must love all of him, his good, his bad, tolerate one qiē, and not be separated."

Xue Yonglan's love for the big eagle, isn't that exactly that?

Xue Youyan sighed faintly: "Yonglan, you finally understand the true meaning of love." In the past, you prevented me from falling in love with Ding Xiaotian, and the ancestors who moved out of the women's city admonished me to suppress me, and even joined forces with several elders to force me under the heavenly river. At that time, you always thought that you were right, and thought that any selfish desires of men and women were not as important as the 'recovering mountains and rivers' left by the ancestors of the female city. Abandoning people's seven emotions and six desires and focusing on restoring the regime is a road of no return, after all, we can't be the second Wu Zetian or the Empress Dowager Cixi. Now, seeing that you have come to your senses, I am very happy for you. ”

She is so tolerant and generous, she speaks sincerely, regardless of previous suspicions, and no longer pursues Xue Yonglan's persecution that day.

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