Simona asked Li Xingyuan to go to the porch, but he went directly to the main hall.

"Welcome to the Anasta Museum."

A voice sounded before Li Xingyuan could regain consciousness.

"This is a virtual museum built by Baroness Achipolud before the Great Break, containing countless collections created before the Great Break, and although many of the precious works of art have been completely lost due to the partial damage of the storage medium during the Great Break, countless more works of art have been included in it for the next thousand years......"

A gentle female voice said unhurriedly.

By the time Li Xingyuan's consciousness saw everything around him clearly, he had already come to a museum, where the dome was extremely high, full of baroque art style, showing extreme luxury and grandeur.

A woman dressed in 18th-century court attire was looking at him, her figure was slender, but she was no longer young, she looked like a woman who had begun to age, but still stubbornly wanted to retain her youth.

"Who are you?"

Li Xingyuan asked.

"Puerto Jano. Drake. Baroness Achipolud left a copy of consciousness in her electronic brain. The woman made a court salute and opened her fan: "For the time being, I will be here to serve as a navigator of the Anasta Museum." ”

"Copy of consciousness?"

Li Xingyuan asked, "Ghost? ”

"It's not the same." The woman said: "The copy of consciousness is the technology before the great rupture, and it is made of convolutional neural networks to resemble artificial intelligence, with strong personality attributes - the essence of ghosts is human, and the essence of consciousness copy is artificial intelligence, and the difference is here." ”

"Okay." Li Xingyuan is not good at technical things, so he can only touch his nose at this time: "I hope my words did not offend you." ”

"In the more than 1,000 years I've been here, and especially after the Great Break, I've been asked this question by countless people." The navigator said unhurriedly: "It's just that your question still surprises me a little. ”

Her eyes flashed with a streamer, and then she looked at Li Xingyuan's side: "After all, you have a kind of mine by your side, aren't you?" ”

Li Xingyuan was startled, looked to his side, and saw a little girl standing beside him, her long hair was long to her ankles, like an inky waterfall, she was wearing a somewhat mini white gown, which looked fairy-like, but because it was relatively mini, it was quite cute.

She was also raising her head and looking at Li Xingyuan, her eyes were like a swimming dragon, flashing with the same golden light as Li Xingyuan.

What's more critical is that the face on her face is extremely similar to the sword immortal in the consciousness space that Li Xingyuan had seen before, almost a miniature version of the sword immortal.

"I thought you wouldn't realize my existence until you had your one hundred and eightieth birthday."

The little sword fairy said, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he was full of angry mockery.

"Wait, you're ......"

"I am the conscience and guilt in your heart, because you have ruined a super-precious, super-powerful invincible flying sword that has never been seen before and since, and inserted it into your body, when your pathetic and pathetic carbon-based creature replaced a dispensable calcium phosphate bone, so I appeared in front of you, suggesting that you should immediately strangle yourself to apologize."

The little sword fairy is powerfully outspoken.

"Ah, okay."

Li Xingyuan smashed his mouth.

"I guess you should be...... Eh, the sword soul of the Zhuxian Sword or something. ”

"Wow."

An exaggerated expression of amazement appeared on the little sword fairy's face.

"Oh my God, the number one contestant actually guessed the correct answer the first time – do they still award the Nobel Prize? Should I send you one too? ”

"So I'm right?" Li Xingyuan said: "I mean...... No one sent me a guide to the operation of the Zhuxian Sword. ”

"Some people's heads don't turn when they're faced with more than three buttons?"

The little sword fairy was still poisonous and full of resentment.

"The next time you insert something into your body, can you not just think about whether you can make yourself feel good, but also consider the wishes of others? Let's make a sword! Stay in one! Damp! Warm! Gooy! Dirty and smelly inside! ”

The little sword fairy trembled all over.

"I've experienced more than a dozen hosts! The worst one wants to break me, and the other is a fetish that holds me to sleep every day! But I didn't expect to experience such an encounter one day! ”

"I'm also forced to be helpless."

"yes, in the face of a delusional Mai pedophile, you just obediently lie on the ground and let him pull out that long, thick thing, and then change it into a new one?"

It seemed that he realized that the long and thick thing he was talking about was himself, so the little sword fairy showed a cold look.

"Okay, okay, instead of complaining here about things that have become an established fact, let's go and think of something more progressive. I don't think Baroness Achipolud is willing to continue ......."

"Ah, that's okay." "The intruders are still barricaded out of the porch, and the companion before you is fighting them, and according to my calculations, she should be able to hold out for thirteen minutes and forty-two seconds and thirty-five," said the navigator. ”

"No, those data thieves still have a backhand, a very powerful black ice."

The little sword fairy said calmly.

"As long as they're willing to release that black ice, then you and your little museum will be wiped out in no time, and they'll pick up the scraps of the intact artwork in your broken logic loop, and then put it back together, and they're not doing that now because they still have the hope of breaking through the firewall and plundering the NFTs in their entirety."

"If they don't see any hope of breaking the firewall before the data is disconnected, they won't hesitate to activate Black Ice."

The navigator's face became serious.

"Black Ice?"

Li Xingyuan asked.

"Am I the only one who hasn't figured out the situation yet?"

"Black Ice, a virus disguised as normal software." The little sword fairy explained: "They often become monsters that are difficult to resist in the data world, and with the strength of the firewall in this place, it is impossible to deal with its ......."

As soon as he finished speaking, the little sword fairy's face stinked again.

"Ah, damn the bootstrapper."

Li Xingyuan raised his eyebrows, as if he had heard something remarkable from the words of the little sword immortal.

"And what are we going to do with Black Ice?"

"With the strength of individual data, you can't embody Zhu Xian, so you can't be Hei Bing's opponent, and now the only solution with a success rate is to connect the high-intensity data world in your brain to this fragile world, and introduce data thieves into your brain."

The little sword fairy said without hesitation, but as she spoke, her face became even more stinky.

"Thank you, Zhu Xian."

Li Xingyuan stretched out his hand and touched the little sword fairy's head.