Since it is a robbery, it will naturally not be too civilized.

Several black shadows jumped down from the pirate ship, not only snatching the 2 billion gold coins, but also two people set up Ludon and dragged them directly towards the pirate ship.

Ludon protested, "I'll go myself!"

"Be honest! We're going to rob!"

"That's it! You think I'm going to be so kind to you for tea?!"

The two of them couldn't help but say goodbye and brought Ludon back to the deck.

And the pirate ship set sail again, disappearing into the sky, leaving only ruins and a bewildered-looking doctor.

Until this moment, it was difficult for him to understand what was going on.

Someone dared to forge Nebula Medical's documents, and they succeeded in forging it?!

Legendary pirates come true?

What were they going to do when they took Ludon away?

On deck, it's a different story.

Like the stereotypical pirate ship, it's full of wine and food, and people drink as if they had just had a good harvest.

The person on Luden's left-hand side kindly reminded,

"Everyone eats and drinks the best now, and we are usually reluctant to spend such expenses, of course, you are paying!"

The man on the right-hand side just rightly added, "Thank you!"

The hands of the two of them sank, and they felt that Ludden's body was a little weak.

His legs were weak and he couldn't walk.

Ludon knew he was going to be ransacked, he just didn't think he would be looted so thoroughly.

The two looked at each other and smiled, satisfied with Lutdon's reaction.

Soon, Ludon was taken to the captain's room and thrown straight in.

He fell to the ground and looked around.

Flickering lights, choking smoke, rocking cabins...

Ludon touched his nose and seemed to have a nosebleed.

Ludon coughed a few times and said dissatisfied,

"Is this necessary? Is this necessary?"

In the darkness, several figures came out, all of whom were acquaintances of Luden:

Sabbath, magicians, prophets, senators...

Of course, there are many more people in the dark.

Not everyone needs to show up, and even some people are specifically avoiding Ludon and don't want to meet him.

Reunions can sometimes seem embarrassing, especially after so many years.

The magician handed over an empty glass, and rum poured out of it.

Ludon took the glass, took a big sip, and explained,

"You should know that for me, less than half a month has passed since the last reunion, so we haven't been separated for a long time..."

Everyone nodded, understanding what Luton meant, and each had a different expression.

Half a month of Luden, they have gone for I don't know how many years.

Their "immortal" technology was already very mature back then, and after so many years of supplementation, it naturally went further and filled most of the loopholes.

In other words, in a sense, their immortality is not much different from that of the Empress, Awu and others.

There are also some people who can't hold on for a long time and choose to be in permanent silence and never wake up.

Even if Ludon returns to this era, they don't want to wake up.

Ludon pulled a chair with a backrest, sat upside down, and dragged his chin with his hands on the backrest.

"Talking about business?"

The patriarch nodded, "Let's talk about it then."

There was no friendship between him and Ludon, and there wasn't much to talk about.

They have been searching for the truth of the world, like prisoners in a cave, always trying to get out of this dark cave.

Unlike Ludon, they've been thinking about it for a long time.

Time can give answers to many things.

This is the only thing that can only be conjecture, and it needs to be verified by Ludon.

So, they waited

today.

Ludon asked,

"How's the preparation going?"

The last time he simulated it, Ludon was clearly aware of something and started laying it out at that time.

The memory video store is his handiwork.

"Those memory CDs you were talking about? Who's doing this all these years, who's coming?"

The patriarch thought for a long time before he turned out a name from his memory,

"Sunday, yes, this nasty thing, he's been doing this for 1200 years, and then he decided to fall into a deep sleep forever and ignore this..."

Sunday?

Luden remembered that his original video store was handed over to him to take care of.

I didn't expect him to be so dutiful.

This video store has been collecting all the memories of Luden.

According to the setting, although these clones of Ludon are not the ontology, most of their choices follow Luden's behavior patterns, in other words, what they will do is what Luden will do.

As for 1200 ... This time is obviously calculated according to the actual time.

In fact, the simulated memories generated per second can be longer than a person's lifetime.

Such a boring thing that Sunday can last for 1200 years...

Of course, he may not have held on for 1,200 years, but the memories he had created for 1,200 years, and in Sunday's opinion, he had been able to solve the final problem.

Therefore, he chose to sleep.

He didn't want to wake up until the last day came.

The patriarch asked rhetorically,

"Do you really find these memories useful?"

"I don't know."

Lutten shook his head and explained,

"It's just a solution that can come in handy, and if you can't, you don't lose anything."

As for where those memories were, the patriarch didn't say, and Ludon didn't ask.

The crowd continued to look at Ludon, remaining silent and not speaking.

"So, you came up with that idea?"

Ludon looked around, his gaze sweeping over everyone,

"Is that the one I came up with?"

"It's all this time, so there's no need to be a riddler."

The patriarch sitting on the throne of the lord, while trimming his nails, said casually,

"What kind of simulator do you have, you need money to turn it on, right?"

They didn't ask Ludon about it.

However, based on Luddon's actions in the Nebula Empire, it is not difficult for them to find out the truth.

Ludon was indeed greedy for money, and that was clear to everyone present.

But Ludon's material desires are not high, he will choose the best within his ability, and that's it.

In this case, Ludon chose to go to Nebula Medical to defraud insurance, which can only show one thing - he is very short of money.

With Ludon's strange advent law, it is naturally not difficult to find out the truth.

Ludon nodded, admitting it calmly.

The patriarch sneered and said disdainfully,

"Then give them money!"

In the eyes of the patriarchs, problems that can be solved with money are not called problems!

His voice was loud, revealing a bit of rare domineering.

"Put the wealth of the entire Nebula Empire in your name, put it all into the simulation at once, and start the next and last simulation!"

He slapped the table violently, his fingers flew in the air, and the whole person was extremely arrogant, shouting,

"What you have is money!"