Is the white soul in the coffin your master's soul
This is a very good question, but think tank Amido fell silent in front of this simple question.
"This question won't embarrass you, right?" Xia Lei said, "I believe he left behind the prophecy 'Only Day, Time of Freedom', which also means that I have the right to know the truth."
"Yes, you have this right." Think Tank Amido said: "If you didn't have this power, I wouldn't tell you so much. It's not that I don't want to answer your question, but..."
"But what?"
"Your question triggered my emotions. I feel a little sad, but I'm much better now." Think tank Amido said: "Okay, let me answer your question. Yes, the white energy in the sarcophagus is me. The master’s soul is not a pure soul as you imagine, but an existence composed of a part of the remnant soul and most of the synthetic soul.”
Can the soul be synthesized artificially
Xia Lei was stunned. If he heard such words elsewhere, he would not believe them at all. But these words came from the mouth of Zhong Think Tank Amido, and combined with the environment here, he had to believe it.
"Your energy contains vitality, as well as the desire energy generated by the seven emotions and six desires. This is simply the best delicacy in the world for my master's synthetic soul. Your energy containing vitality can bring it to its corpse. Life, your desire energy can make his soul grow." Think tank Amido said: "On the only day of freedom, this is not a message to those ghost slaves outside, it is a prophecy given to him by my master. He knows The content of "World Plan" is of vital significance to your mission, so you have to help him be reborn. This is why we are waiting for you here, Mr. One."
"What's going on with those white ghosts outside? They... are all dead people. Are they a race from the world of death, or are they for some other reason?" Xia Lei asked.
"Follow me." Think Tank Amido flew towards the highest bookshelf.
Xia Lei moved over.
When Think Tank Amido flew close to the bookshelf, it ended its instrument form and returned to the form of a book. It returned to the bookshelf, which just accommodated it.
Click click click…
The sound of a series of gears turning suddenly came from the top, and the highest bookshelf opened to both sides, forming a spiral exit when it stopped.
Think Tank Amido flew out of the spiral exit. When it flew out of the exit, a gray light suddenly fell from the spiral exit. This is the same light in the sky seen in the ghost tribe.
Xia Lei followed and flew out from the spiral exit. At that moment, he opened his mouth and could no longer close it.
What he saw was a castle suspended in the void. The castle was supported by a huge rock. The gray energy light enveloped the rock and the castle, protecting it like a balloon. Below it is the ghost tribe located in the desert valley, and the gray "balloon" also envelopes it, isolating it from the outside world. There is a narrow passage between the two, and the opening of the passage is also the dozens of meters high altar in the tribe.
Xia Lei's eyes returned to the castle.
No castle he had ever seen could compare to the one before him. The library, which is several kilometers high, is the tallest building in the entire castle. It really looks like a huge snail, and he and Think Tank Amido are at the highest point of the snail's shell. The pyramid where Axis' body is stored is much smaller than the library and is integrated with the library. In fact, the pyramid and the library can also be regarded as a whole.
However, the pyramid and the library are only part of the castle. There is also an extremely grand palace-like building, and some relatively ordinary and low buildings, which seem to be the residences of civilians. Except for the pyramid and the library, the materials used in other buildings are not low-grade world stones. That kind of majestic palace is made of all golden rocks. Even under the gray sky, it shines golden, giving people an extremely sacred and majestic feeling.
After being shocked, Xia Lei's mind returned to its original position, and he secretly said in his heart: "This castle obviously didn't come to this world just now. Mu Ma's father came here at least a thousand years ago, and the Sun Clan has something to do with it. The legend of the ghost tribe is even older, but even Blue Moon has not discovered its existence, and I am probably the only one who has seen its panoramic view. How did it do it?"
He also thought of Origin City, which was also a city, but it was made up of the highest-level World Stone, which had the ability to open the space boundary wall. But does this mean that this castle is weaker than the City of Origin? He didn't think so at all. There was no reason, just intuition, and his intuition was always accurate.
"Follow me." Think Tank Amido flew downwards.
Xia Lei followed it and swooped down towards the castle, being left behind in the blink of an eye after a distance of several thousand meters. He thought the think tank Amido was going to take him to the palace, but it instead took him to an ancient building. The building looks like an old church, Notre Dame de Paris. Its overall color is gray-white, which is similar to the sky in this enclosed space. Most "civilian buildings" are also in this color.
The ancient wooden door opened, and a wide space appeared in front of Xia Lei. He saw many ancient instruments, which were not static and were always working. The whole space echoed with chirping and rattling sounds, as if it was grinding flesh and time to create terrifying monsters, full of eerie and terrifying aura.
"Mr. One, please follow me." Think Tank Amido floated in weightlessly.
Xia Lei followed and walked in. After walking some distance inside, a milky white pool came into his sight. There are several ancient instruments on the edge of the pool, and each instrument has a mechanical arm. They are moving in the thick milky white liquid in the pool, as if they are doing some work.
Think Tank Amido stopped and stopped moving forward. There was a mist of energy in front of me, and I couldn't see what was inside.
Xia Lei also stopped and said, "Count Amido, did you bring me here just to see how these ancient instruments work? You seem to have forgotten my question."
"Your question is about the ghosts down there, and I'm answering your question." Think Tank Amido said.
After its voice fell, several mechanical arms suddenly lifted up from the milky white breasts. Together they are dragging a disk, on which lies a baby. The baby is snow-white, and even the sparse lanugo hair on the wrinkled scalp is snow-white.
At the end of the pool, a smarter mechanical arm suddenly stretched out from the energy mist, and the slot of the mechanical arm contained a faint blue bottle.
Seeing the bottle, Xia Lei suddenly understood that this was the workshop where "White Ghost" was made!
Sure enough, the mechanical arm that stretched out from the energy mist plunged a metal spike into the white baby's head, and the soul in the bottled soul was quickly injected into the baby's brain.
Think tank Amido said: "Mr. Only, this is the answer I give you. This is the secret of the existence of the ghost tribe. There is no dead race in this world."
"Why...make them dead? You can make them living people with flesh and blood and warmth." Xia Lei couldn't understand this.
Think tank Amido said: "They are all slaves of Axis, the Lord of War, and are big Ermians from the slave system. When the master dies, they are all buried objects. But to maintain the existence of this place, someone needs to work. And they cannot be living people who reproduce at will and have various desires, so I preserved their corpses, preserved their souls, and then implanted non-existent memory information into them, and then let them work. There is nothing here They have no concept of time and have no memory of their own. Everything is given to them by me. I am their god because I am their creator."
Xia Lei was immediately horrified. The artificial intelligence in front of him, who was once just a librarian, turned out to be the Creator due to various opportunities, resurrecting the dead and creating a tribal civilization of dead people! An artificial intelligence is already like this, but how powerful are the real Eldar people!
If the Eldar and their civilization were compared to a big mountain, such as Mount Olympus on Mars, then he felt that he was probably just a monkey preparing to climb the mountain at the foot of this giant mountain.
"You know, souls leave some memories, so every once in a while I clean their souls, make them sacrifices, and then recreate them. You must have seen the pregnant woman, this baby was prepared for her. I It will be put into her belly and she will be born. She will experience the joy of motherhood and then come back here to be cleansed and recreated."
"Don't you think you are cruel?"
Think tank Amido said: "There is no concept of cruelty in my world. I only do what I should do. Without me, they would not even have a chance to die."
Although the truth is this, Xia Lei still has an indescribable feeling in his heart, and his back is still chilly. He thought of Youxue, that dead girl who loved learning, was brave and kind, how would she feel if she knew these truths
For Axis, the day of eternity is the time of freedom.
For White Ghost, freedom is nothing but complete silence.
"Mr. Only, let's go back. I will tell you everything about the floating city after you feed my master." Think Tank Amido said.
Xia Lei nodded, "No problem, let's go back."
For some reason, a sense of vigilance and vigilance quietly rose in his heart.