Deconstruction is Weird Chapter 1025

Chapter 1025 No one understands

Similar terrorist attacks are being staged every day, and an indelible hatred has also been born between the humans in the city and the Misty Church, a hatred that will drain the bones.

In the refugee area outside the city, human heads can be seen hanging high everywhere. Those are all members of the Misty Church who were killed, and they hang them in front of doors, roofs, streets, and alleys like trophies.

At first, Chu Dong would be exhausted, frantically obliterating the Misty Church, and millions of people died because of it, but soon Chu Dong discovered that this was meaningless at all, people cannot be killed, and all his energy is now devoted to protecting the two places A place, a super quantum array, a sky city.

Today's human beings can clearly see a golden ring when they look up at the sun, the solar sail ring launched by Chu Dong over there, the capacity of that ring is now close to saturation, Chu Dong has already started to build the shell , enough to enclose the entire sun's shell.

Now the energy that Chu Dong transports back from the universe every day can completely replace all power stations, and there is still a large surplus. The fog ghost is being transformed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time, the overall strength of human beings is also reduced. Having made great progress, almost everyone who is still alive will have some kind of special ability, which is a special ability brought about by awakened consciousness.

Awakening consciousness can also make their cultivation speed several times faster, and the various difficulties in the past should not be too easy.

More than 70% of human beings have the strength of Yang Soul or Grandmaster level. This is a super evolution that surpasses all human history.

On the extreme northern ice sheet, Chu Dong came to the super quantum array alone.

"How about it, are you ready? The first activation of the human optical brain."

【Everything is ready, Sky City is in place】

Even Sky City was summoned by Chu Dong to be a bodyguard. It can be seen that Chu Dong attaches great importance to this operation. The primary target of the Misty Church must have its uniqueness. Naturally, Chu Dong does not hesitate to protect and develop it. The brain quickly came to its own conclusion, and the super quantum array can replace the optical brain to a certain extent.

The idea of the optical brain was told to him by the first generation of intellectual brains, a crazy move to absorb the consciousness of all human beings, but the power of the optical brain is by no means comparable to that of ordinary soul computers, and its power will be much stronger than that of the intellectual brain. The brain has been troubled, it can only construct low-level rules, but in theory, the optical brain can change the world, create and rewrite all rules.

Optical brain represents not only technology, but also human power.

"Okay, let's start."

There are a large number of runic energy batteries piled up in the super quantum array, the number exceeds one million. With its command, all the quantum towers light up with blue light at the same time, synchronized, FM, and coordinated.

The cluster consciousness in technology, and the number far exceeds that of the former cloud country.

Suddenly, a blue screen appeared in front of Chu Dong, "Hello, Chu Dong."

Unbiased electronic synthesis sound, the overall interface looks very crude.

Chu Dong asked directly: "How long can you exist?"

"It depends on the problem I'm thinking about. The operation of the optical brain needs to consume immeasurable energy, and at the same time it will inevitably wear out some data, or consume the existence of some people.

Every minute, every second is wasted.

The optical brain will preserve the information core as much as possible, and on the premise of consuming most of the people's memory, preserve the existence of 'human' as much as possible. "

Chu Dong asked directly: "Okay, then I will ask you the first question, where is the first-generation brain?"

"exist"

In the center of Ashes Continent, Chu Dong broke through the fog alone and came to an abandoned temple. There used to be many gods in this continent, but later, due to the lack of faith due to natural disasters, most of the gods fell into a deep sleep. Chu Dong has been They have no interest in those self-proclaimed gods in the Ashes Continent. Although they had a special discussion with Chu Dong and wanted his help, Chu Dong refused.

are just a bunch of dross that should be abandoned by the times.

Chu Dong fell slowly, and in front of him was an abandoned main temple, which was dilapidated, and many pillars had fallen to the ground. It was a deserted scene, but from the wreckage, one could imagine its grandeur once.

"Come out, there is no need to hide at this time, right?"

Two figures slowly walked out of the dark temple. The leader was naturally the first-generation Zhinao. For some reason, he turned into Chu Dong again, and he was holding the little prodigy in his hand.

The incomplete super life form formed by the fusion of thousands of intellectual brain copies.

Chu Dong's face was a little ugly. After the disaster, he went to look for the little prodigy, but he had no clue. He didn't expect that he was taken away by the first-generation brain. These two guys got together to create something like the Church of the Mist Not surprising.

"Why, do you have no face? Can you find the meaning of life only by living in someone else's skin?"

Facing Chu Dong's mockery of the first-generation brain, he didn't have any atmosphere. He just said calmly: "It seems that the people in the church have caused you a lot of trouble in the past few years. Even you can't control your emotions."

Chu Dong suppressed his anger and said: "Why do you want to do this? Is there any point in bewitching those innocent ordinary people? Do you have to force me to devote all my energy to erasing you?

You should know, I can do it now! "

The first-generation intellectual brain spread its hands and looked indifferent, "Of course you can do it, but you ended up on the same path as that person. I thought you wouldn't treat people as a resource before.

But in the end, the optical brain still appeared. Indeed, in front of the optical brain, even if the two of us work together, it is meaningless. "

Chu Dong frowned, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Treating people as components of the optical brain, as long as this is done, it won't be the first time. But it doesn't matter, and I have never done anything against you, you don't have to be so hostile to me, otherwise you Do you think those plans of yours can continue to this point?

We are not so stupid as to use people as bombs to blow ourselves up. "

Chu Dong snorted with a grim expression. What he said was true. The Misty Church's attacks were out of order. If the brain used these bombs, the situation would be ten times more terrifying than it is now.

Chu Dong sighed, "Indeed, your abilities are more than that, but do you dare to say that the Misty Church didn't have your intervention? Isn't it not easy to hide from me for so many years?"

The first-generation intelligent brain turned around and greeted: "Come in, and see what people really think of you.

I have never bewitched anyone, I just gave them back some abilities, I am an unbiased **** of mist, after all I have to live, they enshrine me, I give back, this is not crossing the line, right? "

"If only that."

Chu Dong didn't believe in the words of the first generation brain at all. Without his guidance, how could human beings have such deep hatred for him, and were willing to sacrifice their lives for it, going on and on. This is something that has been bothering Chu Dong for three years. , everyone in the Misty Church hated him deeply.

When they came to the depths of the dilapidated temple, they could hardly see any traces of life, and they didn't know how the two of them spent their daily lives.

The first-generation intellectual brain pointed to a broken stone chair and said: "Sit on it, that is the sacred seat that the poor church gave to me, the **** of fog, and you can see the true thoughts of those people in the church when you sit on it.

See what you haven't seen. "

Chu Dong didn't hesitate, and sat on it directly. Now that the offense and defense have changed, there are not many things in this world that can threaten him.

The spirit is connected to the stone chair. Chu Dong saw a dark spiritual space, where a large number of human thoughts are connected. It is the believers of the Misty Church, who can get all their memories with just a light touch.

Touching a ball of light casually, the line of sight is immediately drawn to a certain time in this world, a certain teenage child walked towards the post office with a letter full of expectations.

"Can I send it to my sister? Can I! How is my sister doing!"

"Will it be expensive? I have saved money for a long time!"

The scene changed, the boy was kicked out, and a guard with a hideous face kicked the boy out, cursing: "What do you think you are, you deserve to write letters?"

The boy was in tears and returned home disappointed.

A trivial matter.

Here, there are too many of the same little things.

At that time, Chu Dong created the ultraviolet lamp, for which a factory was needed, a factory for manufacturing lamps, a factory for power generation, and a factory needed people. The human power plant that Chu Dong once designed for the Li family was secretly expanded on a large scale, and a large number of people Ordinary people are pulled into the factory, and human power is generated.

Because people are the cheapest resource.

The electric light came into the market. This is a cheap daily item, but some people don't want it to be cheap. It has become a new tool to exploit the people at the bottom. In order to have a light, many people began to work crazily.

Faster logistics have made the world's middle and high-level people live a more luxurious life, but the bottom-level has not changed.

It is true that Chu Dong changed the world, but what he created has become a tool to exploit more people, especially when the way of life-saving medicine was created, a large number of ordinary people became blood slaves, and their lives were worthless.

Explore mines, build cities, expand armies.

Everything, it will always be ordinary people who bear the price.

Following faith, Chu Dong was led back to reality.

In the vast fog, a group of half-grown children were lined up in a row, like trained soldiers. The instructor standing in front of everyone was yellow and thin, dressed like a beggar on the roadside, and he put the rattan basket behind him in front of him , it seems a bit difficult.

He said with a smile: "Come on, children, eat some meat and grow up."

"Master, have you sold blood in the city again! Why!"

The middle-aged man shook his head, "It's okay, at least I can change some food, and my day is coming, tomorrow I will go to the front line to face that demon.

Confront the foolish people who live in the city.

It's useless to keep the blood, I'll give you some food instead, grow up quickly, children.

Children, we must remember that for the sake of our descendants, we must pull out the devil and pull out the root of the world's troubles! "

They were crying and eating the food that middle-aged men risked going to the city to sell their blood in exchange for. They didn't dare to waste it at all. In this foggy world, food is the most important thing.

However, the instructor's face was full of relief, and dying seemed to be a relief.

Demon, parasite of the world, person who cuts off the future, Chu Dong has many names in the mist.

Chu Dong suddenly stood up from the stone chair, he said loudly: "Why! I have seen these pictures countless times, but is this their obsession to fight me even if they die?

Didn't I give them the opportunity to work, give them a stable environment, and give them a future!

Why!

I have always cared about human beings, and everything I do does not affect them as much as possible. I build shelters for them, I build death towers for them, and super quantum arrays that can carry souls!

Why! Everyone is rejecting me! "

Chu Dong doesn't understand, there are too many believers of the God of Envelope Mist, so many that Chu Dong can't understand, one billion or two billion?

It is impossible for there to be so many people in the mist, that only shows that most of the people living in the city are secretly looking forward to Chu Dong's death.

The first-generation intellectual brain smiled slightly, "Chu Dong, don't you understand yet?

It is you who have turned human beings into a commodity that can be traded.

People in this world, even when they were slaves from generation to generation, were just working hard, but after you appeared, the endless work, and the internal organs, lifespan, blood, humanity, and memory that can be traded, Everything.

When human beings become a resource, they have value, but you do not give them the power to protect this value, and the only result is to be plundered.

Although human beings could be used in the past, it was a pity to eat them tasteless and discard them, but now you personally turn them into delicacy exposed in broad daylight, and leave them at your disposal. Indeed, you did nothing to human beings, but some people You can do it, it is you who made this place into **** with your own hands.

You are too arrogant, high above you, looking at all beings, everything you do is just to satisfy your moral cleanliness.

Invade the brains of all human beings and let them be naked in front of you. Afterwards, you say that you didn't watch it, and you have to try your best to compensate them, trampling on everything about others, but still want others to be grateful to you.

As I said before, as long as you activate the optical brain, once or ten times is meaningless.

When will you understand that everything you have is obtained by exploiting ordinary people.

In this case, you still want them to be grateful to you, how is it possible? What a big joke.

Humans have always been a race that does not like to be controlled, can you understand? If you want to keep human beings in captivity, you have to hope that they will not realize that they are being kept in captivity, otherwise even if it is meaningless resistance, they will not stop.

If you can't understand, think about what you are doing now?

Your existence, for ordinary people, isn't it the way of heaven? Your will can erase everything and change everything, and they can't understand your actions or your thoughts. All they can do is resist.

Aren't those ignorant members of the Misty Church the epitome of you? For some unnecessary things, they block everything and cling to the things in front of them, for which they are willing to pay some price.

The people outside the city are doing everything they can to destroy everything related to you. The people in the city who are sheltered by you enjoy your protection, but expect you to collapse in their hearts. Is it ridiculous?

I never think that what you are doing is wrong, just like I never think that the resistance of the Church of the Misty is wrong, even if you force your own situation, embarrassment, and indoctrination to human beings, they will still resist you, right? ?

Since you want to do something, don't expect ordinary people to understand you, let go of your poor moral cleanliness.

Do you really need humans? "

(end of this chapter)

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