Douluo angel and knight

A sword half a meter long.

The hilt is engraved with exquisite and complicated patterns, and the blade is blood red, as if it has just returned from drinking blood.

It just appeared in Jianming's hands.

The sky-blue pupils reflected the blood-colored long sword, like a dream.

"I feel like I had a very long dream." Jian Ming's voice was clear and clear, with a sense of transparency.

Qian Ningshuang walked slowly towards the huge red city gate, listening attentively.

"There is always a strict person in my dream..."

Jianming's voice still carried a trace of bewilderment.

A flash of understanding flashed in Qian Ningshuang's eyes. It seemed that while the Shura God Gang Jianming was perfecting his soul, he recorded the various materials downloaded when the other party existed as a machine as a memory.

That is to say, a child who is really like a newborn does not have the possibility of inheriting what God Shura has learned.

According to what God Shura said, he would also use black and red armored soldiers to find Jianming in his spare time, both to pass the time and to teach.

If it becomes a real child, then this part of the memory will also be lost.

When Jianming finished speaking the last sentence, she stopped in her tracks.

Qian Ningshuang stretched out her hand to caress the huge city gate made of unknown metal, which is very hard and has the function of absorbing energy.

And Jianming walked to a certain place of the city gate, and entered a series of numbers.

"Boom~"

Accompanied by a loud noise, the city gate slowly rose, revealing the building complex inside.

——and the neatly arranged corpses.

"I set it up.

"It took me a long, long time to move the entire city to the imperial city.

"I didn't know why at the time, I just thought they should get together and have a home.

"Now I understand, it's called a tomb."

There was a hint of sadness in Jianming's crisp voice.She seemed to finally sort out her emotions and memories.

Qian Ningshuang looked at these neatly arranged corpses, including old people, children, and young men and women;
Judging by the unknown style of clothing on his body, there are soldiers, researchers, and ordinary people...

Physical strength is without exception, and there are more or less traces of cultivation.

"In the beginning, I was supposed to be a domestic robot left in the production warehouse. I, like 60258, have never seen a real creature.

"I don't know why, I restarted."

Jianming withdrew his long sword, and picked up the Yuangungun robot that entered together.

Qian Ningshuang noticed that no matter what age they were, the corpses lying on the ground all had peaceful expressions, as if they were asleep, which meant that they didn't suffer any pain before they died.

"I searched all over the city, only the black-armored guards who wandered around vigilantly like me, and the mechanical dragon who stayed in place and didn't move.

"But they are just wandering around, in a daze. I have interacted with their database, and they all have only one command to kill alien creatures at their core.

"In the beginning, I was just like them, just wandering aimlessly in the city. When I ran out of energy, I went back to the factory to replenish myself, and then continued to wander."

Holding the robot that didn't make any sound, but the lights on the fuselage were flashing, Jianming followed Qian Ningshuang's footsteps.

While Qian Ningshuang moved forward, she motioned for Jianming to continue narrating.

"Slowly, maybe because I experienced boredom, or something else, I stopped wandering. After sitting on a rooftop and thinking for a year, I began to move the well-preserved corpses in the city one by one. Arrived at the imperial city where no machinery entered.

"This work has lasted for a long time, and no other black-armored guards have doubts about me.

"I don't care about them either, I just feel like I've got a new order.

"When I'm done with this job, I go on wandering around the city again.

"Until one day, maybe those wandering black-armored guards realized that I was wrong, or there could be other reasons.

"They started trying to attack me and try to step into the imperial city.

"I don't have their combat system. After trying to defeat a few black guards, I realized that I might not be able to sustain it alone.

"So I went back to the factory and tried to make something like me.

"But there was nothing, and all I could find was an abandoned production line that barely made 60258."

Having said this, Jianming was a little frustrated.

"But I don't think it should just be dismantled like this, or given up.

"Of course, now I know I just don't want to die."

And Qian Ningshuang stopped in front of an open room and walked in.

Jianming also followed.

"So I closed the gate of the imperial city and stationed outside the imperial city.

"Of course, not many black-armored guards tried to attack me and enter the imperial city, and the dragons never made any moves.

"So I just kept going.

"But I didn't dare to enter the urban area anymore, I just stationed outside the imperial city, relying on the mechanical energy waiting to be repaired outside to survive.

"Then for a long, long time, no black-armored guards tried to step into the imperial city.

"Until one day, the black-armored guards tried to step into the imperial city again, but at that time they turned into black-red armored soldiers.

"Occasionally, one or two strong black and red soldiers will come. According to the scan results, I know that there is another consciousness in those black and red soldiers.

"But they always wait for me to repair it before coming to the imperial city again, or only after a long time.

"So I still persevered, until today."

The experience is a bit dull, but plain is best.

"There are very few real human beings who can do what you do."

Qian Ningshuang turned around and patted Jianming's head lightly.

"Without you, many things would have been destroyed."

Qian Ningshuang smiled slightly, and looked back at the computer-like soul guide in the room.

Or call it Soul Guidance Terminal Brain, whatever is fine.

This thing has been opened by her now, but fortunately there is no password.

It may also be that the owner realized his end and deliberately did not set a password.

After opening, there is only one document on the computer.

——Artificial spirit ring.

This thing is not unusual, even the current Sun Moon Empire is trying this.

Even if the original work is mentally retarded, this thing will be researched tens of thousands of years later.

But, how many rooms like this are there in the imperial city?

How many rooms like this are there in Mingdu?
To put it bluntly, the Ming Empire may not have the so-called god level in terms of powerhouses, but their civilization itself is enough to be called a god.

They have achieved the ultimate in almost everything below the god level.

Soul rings, spirit bones, everything related to soul masters, they have universalized and mass-produced them.

And now, it's almost all passed down.

God Shura is the king of gods, and he thinks that there are only a few things that are pleasing to the eye in a Mingdu, which doesn't mean that others can have the same view as him.

After sighing, Qian Ningshuang pulled Jianming out of the room and looked towards the destination.

——The palace hall.

That's where the two divine cores are located, and Qian Ningshuang has already seen it.

The closer to the palace hall, the fewer and fewer corpses.

No moths reappeared.

Up to the main hall.

There was no one in the solemn hall, except for a dead body sitting on the throne at the end.

A bright red crown suit shows his identity.

Although dead, the corpse still sat upright.

"He is the last emperor of the Ming Dynasty. His name is not recorded in my database, or in my memory."

Confusion was evident on Jianming's face.

It's a little strange that, as the head of a country, his name has not been entered into a machine's database.

After getting closer, Qian Ningshuang finally saw the last emperor clearly, his expression was not the same as that of the corpse brought by Jianming outside the imperial city.

There was only mockery and anger on his face.

Maybe it's the anger at the so-called god, or maybe it's at the world?
Or to the so-called correct history?

do not know.

In the hand of the sitting corpse, there was still a piece of golden cloth.

It's hard to believe that the Ming Empire, which has reached the interstellar era, has passed the traditional way of cloth in the end.

Qian Ningshuang picked up the cloth, obviously it was intentionally reserved for later generations, and there was no offense.

【Everything in the world can be tamed and controlled, and so is wisdom. 】

The writing on it is not difficult to understand, it is not much different from the writing of the Sun Moon Empire, and some traces of the current writing on the Douluo Continent can be seen.

Or rather, the other way around.The current writing on Douluo Continent was inherited from the Ming Empire.

【We are just a group of ashes who have lost their hometown. 】

[We used to think proudly that the universe is full of savages, and only we stars have the apple of wisdom. 】

[No wonder we think so, we have seen too many living planets and too many intelligent creatures in the sea of ​​stars. 】

[A barbarian who only shakes his fists and thinks about personal gains and losses, an idiot who clearly has the ability to travel the stars but still maintains ignorant beliefs...]

[There are too many, it is hard not to make us proud. 】

Seeing this, Qian Ningshuang sighed.

In the Sun Moon Empire, she had heard that the origin of the Ming Empire was an alien, and she had also learned about the initial state of the Ming Empire.

After all, she could understand the emotion.

It's like a normal person added to a group of mentally handicapped people. After looking around, you find that you are surrounded by babbling, jumping, crazy, black monkeys who possess all kinds of destructive high-tech but are still killing each other with spears and swords.

And these psychos and monkeys are dancing around you, jumping and throwing away knives, and making 'ahaaha' sounds.

It's hard to hold back.

"But you went to the wrong set. This set is the Black Panther set, not the Wandering Earth set."

In this world, what should be done is to throw away reason and brains, and dance with the monkeys to be mentally retarded, instead of maintaining pride and being a normal person.

Sighing again, Qian Ningshuang continued to focus on the cloth.

[But we were wrong, we are the most arrogant and unreasonable ones, because—there is a God. 】

[We have had glory and brilliance, but we have also failed. 】

【We were forced to leave our homes and start over. 】

【We have learned to worship gods who don't know what to say, and can't find a trace of use at all. 】

[We have come to a new home. 】

[We have learned to maintain our own traditions while believing in them. 】

[We are just a group of lost people, a group of abandoned people. 】

[But we are still proud! 】

[Until we realized another problem again. 】

[Compared to ten thousand years ago, we have not changed or improved at all. 】

[Initially we thought that we had reached a certain limit, or maybe it was because we were outsiders after all, so after reaching a certain limit, we could no longer go any further. 】

[But by coincidence, we noticed another data. 】

[We are slowly becoming stupid. 】

【Sounds ridiculous, but it's true. 】

【We have gradually forgotten the unity of man and nature, and began to be unable to hold back our demands for heaven and earth. 】

[Compared to long and boring study and research, our citizens seem to prefer meditation to become strong. 】

[Compared to understanding the essence of a soul guide, our citizens seem to prefer to use it immediately. 】

[They even prefer soul skills that show off skills, rather than soul tools that are more powerful and effective. 】

[To put it bluntly, they prefer to be barbarians. 】

[But they forget that the ability to meditate in the whole country is based on our extremely high scientific foundation. Without this foundation, meditation is only a privilege for a few people. 】

[If you don't have this foundation, being able to use the soul guide will only be a privilege. 】

[Soul skills that seem to be dazzling skills are the same. 】

[This is only one aspect. More and more evidence shows that the wisdom we are proud of does not seem to be under our own control. 】

[This does not seem impossible, after all, there is a god. 】

[But we can't accept it. 】

【God can trample on our existence and our beliefs. 】

[But do you want to trample on wisdom? 】

[So the God Killing Project was born, it seems very unwise. 】

[But this is a choice that has no other choice. If it continues, we will perish, and we have had enough. 】

[As for success or failure, we cannot control the result. 】

[I can only do my best and obey the destiny. 】

[Targets are easy to choose, the God of Wisdom and the God of Dreams. 】

[The existence of limited wisdom can only be them. 】

[The result is considered a success. 】

[At the cost of the entire country and even civilization, the two so-called gods died. 】

[It can be regarded as a failure. Although I don't want to admit it, it is too difficult to succeed with our strength alone. 】

[We finally relied on the assistance of outsiders. 】

[And now, you are welcome, there is no latecomer with limited wisdom. 】

……

Qian Ningshuang put away the cloth, which was almost as expected.

The Ming Empire's choice of wisdom and dreams was not a blind choice, nor was it unintentional.

Rather, the goal is clear.

No wonder there is such a big gap between reality and the so-called original.

If the Ming Empire hadn't succeeded, what Qian Ningshuang saw would probably be the scene in the original book where a group of monkeys who can only mate throw stones at each other.

The famous scene where a coin with a negative IQ of [-] pretends to be X among a group of idiots with a negative IQ of [-].

Then this Sabi with a negative IQ of [-] is still complacent, thinking that he is the king of wisdom and invincible in the world.

Others really think so.

Fortunately, the Ming Empire succeeded, leaving behind a different world.

Qian Ningshuang put away the two divine cores.

——The next step is Dragon Valley.