Lu Qingchen uncharacteristically did not show up to harass him these days.
The steam ball where the devil hibernated, seemed to have run out of energy, and turned into a cold, dead lump, lying obediently in the back basket all the time.
This gave Gus a little luck, thinking that Lu Qingchen had already been suppressed by the boxing champion, or found another way to disappear forever.
If this is the case, Gus doesn't have to worry about whether to betray or not, and avoids the dilemma and the distress of fighting between heaven and man.
But this also means that Gus has lost the value of being used by gods and demons, and there is no hope of escaping from this illusory world that is constantly collapsing.
Thinking of this, Gus fell into despair again, and often involuntarily took out the steam ball and rubbed it, and even called out in a low voice, hoping to get a response from the demon.
What should come will always come.
On the seventh day when the main force of the Iron Fist Army and the Steam Army began to fight.
As the war continues to intensify, it stands to reason that there should be more and more wounded soldiers.
But between the front line and the rear, the stable supply line had been cut off, and so many old and weak women and children could not be dispatched to transport and take care of the wounded soldiers. Instead, the number of wounded soldiers transported back to the rear was reduced by more than half.
With the death of a large number of wounded soldiers, Gus's work has also eased a lot.
The wounded barracks seemed to have become a dead and silent tomb. The old, weak, women and children huddled inside were like lonely ghosts. The plague would break out at any time. The strong and healthy soldiers were unwilling to approach here, which gave Gus great mobility. convenient.
The demon finally got out.
It was still a faint black mist, covering the range of three to five meters around Gus, creating an independent space.
"It's about time."
Lu Qingchen looked at Gus with a smile, "The main forces of the Steam Army and the Iron Fist Army have been entangled together. Both sides have more than 100,000 elite fighters who have survived a hundred battles. The distance between the cores of the battle formations commanded by each other is no more than ten miles. This has already happened. After several night raids, the temptation was about to end, and the decisive battle was imminent.
"Now, as long as we rush to the most intense battlefield, there is a great possibility to find the fatal loophole in this world, and follow this loophole, invade the deepest part of the boxing champion's soul, and devour him completely!"
Seeing the devil's complacent look, Gus felt uneasy in his heart.
Half of it is a guilty conscience, and the other half is also a little sad.
Seeing how the devil is holding the winning ticket, he must have never imagined that his calculations are all in the boxing champion's calculations. He has already fallen into a trap, and he is only one step away from swimming in the bottom of the pot.
However, for digital humans living in the virtual world, who is the real god and who is the devil, the boxing champion and Lu Qingchen, and who should they help
"The vast majority of the steam army's elite have all gone to the front line. The defense here is not strict, and they would never have imagined that you, an honest-looking 'Holy Son', would act boldly and act on your own."
Lu Qingchen is still talking about his "safety" plan, "Bring your sister, and maybe Anderson's Northern Steam Army—this small army worships you to the extreme now, and it must be obedient to your words, as if it were in your hands. It means, we sneak out, and before dawn, we should be able to rush to the most chaotic battlefield, and then, everything will be handed over to me."
"I… "
Gus was absent-minded, hesitant to speak.
"Um?"
Lu Qingchen glanced at him, "Is there any question?"
"I want to know, if you really... swallowed the soul of the boxing champion, that is, controlled the entire virtual world, then what?"
Gus dared to ask, "Then, what do we do?"
"'who are we?"
Lu Qingchen narrowed his eyes and looked the boy up and down, "You and your sister? What do you want?"
"Not only me and my sister, but also everyone living in the world of Boxing God."
Gus thought for a while, and added, "No, maybe it's not just the world of Fist God, but everyone living in hundreds of virtual worlds—including what's the 'fighting world', the 'magic world', the 'card world' ', 'Summon the world', etc., etc., I think, in other virtual worlds, there must be many people suffering the same pain as us, right
"I want to liberate all virtual people, get rid of the pain forever, and be manipulated by gods and demons, can't help their fate, you, can you do it?"
Lu Qingchen raised his eyebrows high.
Seems to have a whole new perspective on teenagers.
"From the beginning to the present, you have brought me more and more surprises, and I appreciate you more and more."
The devil said, "However, you seem to have made a contradictory request—of course, as long as I devour the soul of the boxing champion and inherit all his power, I can do almost everything in the virtual world, but I will not be able to do anything in the virtual world. It’s okay to be contradictory, even the omnipotent true god can’t create a stone that he can’t lift himself, you are too greedy.”
Gus said: "Where is my request 'contradictory'?"
"Listen, I can free all virtual people from cruel struggle and bloody pain, and even arrange an eternal and perfect paradise, so that they—including you two, can be carefree and comfortable in it. Comfortably, forever."
Lu Qingchen said, "I can also, at least I will try my best to help you wholeheartedly, resist the gods and demons above you, tear off the shackles that bind you, let you control your own destiny, and become real and noble human beings.
"But these two things cannot be done at the same time.
"Still understand
"If I really create a perfect virtual paradise and put all virtual people into it, so that you can live a carefree and perfect life, it means that you are still puppets in the sandbox and lose everything The meaning of existence has neither purpose nor effort, and it is impossible to release the brilliance of human nature, which is even worse than pets raised by humans.
"You were originally a mass of illusory data, lacking real vitality. If you lose the meaning of existence and the motivation to find meaning, you are still real human beings. Do you still dare to pretend to have a real soul
"If you are not real human beings, and you don't have anything that can be called a 'soul', why do you want me to waste precious computing power to build such an illusory eternal paradise? If it's just yourself, want to forget If it’s painful, I’ll just delete or even tamper with some of your memories, isn’t it the same?”
The corner of Gus' eyes twitched, and he subconsciously said, "No..."
"You don't want your memory to be deleted or tampered with? Also, memory and soul are an inseparable whole. After the memory is deleted or tampered with, whether you are still the real you, or even a real human being, is a problem."
Lu Qingchen first smiled, and then sighed, "It's a pity that there is a price to be paid for sticking to the soul, becoming a human being, and controlling destiny. Human beings do not belong to heaven, and heaven does not belong to human beings. The cold and cruel reality is ours." Eternal battlefield."