I can see the blood bar and my purity is extremely high

Chapter 430: Come out and trade, or I'll explode with you right away

This involves a classic moral and ethical issue that often appeared in infinite flow online novels in ancient times.

If the Lord God's resurrection is to create a clone who is exactly the same as the resurrected person, even the soul is the same, and has all the memories, then can the resurrected person be considered to be resurrected?

For the person who was resurrected, that probably didn't count.

But for others, it was the perfect resurrection.

It's like some classic hell joke.

Deceased: I have no objection.

Even after a person dies, his data will be recorded, so what exactly does this world want to do?
Lu Wenwu looked up at the sky.

In the special vision, everything appeared to be composed like numbers, and several bright souls appeared in the sight, which was very eye-catching.

It's the rest of the Eternal Council.

To be precise, it is everyone except Zulong.

The dragon slayer eventually chose to become the evil dragon and stood with the former evil dragon.

Lu Wenwu took a deep breath, and the laws of dream began to flow.

The tremendous force merged into the space between heaven and earth and began to deconstruct the essence of this world.

In a corner where no one noticed, the short-haired girl who had previously served as the meeting host quietly climbed to the back of the building, came to a place that was out of sight of others, and was slowly climbing down.

Just as she was secretly rejoicing at the stupidity of others and that she seemed to have escaped, her legs suddenly stiffened without any warning.

"what!"

She stepped on empty air and screamed subconsciously, then quickly shut her mouth after realizing something.

The feeling of stiffness was spreading upwards at an extremely fast speed and reached the waist in an instant.

The waist was stiff and the entire lower body had lost strength and sensation.

The short-haired woman showed a look of horror, and relied on the strength of her modified and enhanced hands to forcibly hang her body in the air.

Why do I have problems with my body!
What is the reason!
What kind of strange spell is this?

Or someone has done something to your body!
Damn Zulong, I knew this dead face wasn’t trustworthy!

Thoughts flashed through her mind quickly.

But soon, she won't have to worry about that anymore.

Starting from her feet, like weathered gravel blown by the breeze, it began to crumble away bit by bit without any warning.

It was like a cracked stone statue with debris falling down, like a sand sculpture that had lost its stickiness.

The short-haired girl wanted to scream and wail.

The huge shock of watching her body disintegrate bit by bit made her feel desperate.

But she no longer has this ability.

The feeling of stiffness had already spread to her neck and her face, freezing her horrified expression forever, like a stone statue hanging on the wall of a building.

Another breeze blew by, and the short-haired girl's body completely shattered, turning into a pile of stone-like powder that floated in the wind and fell to the ground.

She just died like that.

It was just a thought in Lu Wenwu’s mind.

The auspicious clouds carried Lu Wenwu's body to the top level, and he came in front of Zulong and other people in the Eternal Council.

A pair of godly eyes flashed across, as sharp as a knife.

"I'm very disappointed. You were all famous guys on Blue Star in the past, but now you have fallen to this point. No one dared to attack me before I died."

Lu Wenwu spoke calmly, his eyes lingering a little longer on the three former gods, especially the Sword God.

"This self-degrading scumbag is really bringing shame to the Chinese nation and the descendants of Yan and Huang."

Being pointed at in the nose and humiliated like this, the Sword God could not help but clench his fists, and his whole body was shaking.

It is grief and anger, but also fear.

He had to admit that the other party was right.

I really don't dare.

Lu Wenwu took a step forward, and the auspicious clouds under his feet dissipated. "To be honest, I really don't understand. Each of you has been through mountains of swords and seas of fire, and has seen the existence of countless vast worlds. Why can you be content to live in a corner and comfort yourself in this cramped virtual world?"

"illusory?"

The Sword God raised his head, his face full of confusion.

Most of the others were the same, and had no idea what the hell was going on.

Lu Wenwu raised his eyebrows: “You don’t know?”

Several people immediately shook their heads.

Lu Wenwu could see the psychological emotions of several people clearly with his true vision.

Lu Wenwu's mood became a little complicated.

These people really don’t know.

I don’t know whether to say that they are truly incompetent or just a little bit stupid and pitiful.

Or maybe.
Have you discovered some clues before, but you didn’t dare to believe them, nor were you willing to believe them, so you paralyzed yourself and gave up exploring the essence of the world?
"You are really sad."

Lu Wenwu glanced at Zulong who had been standing there calmly since just now.

Under the analysis of the Eye of True Vision, lines of data have appeared before his eyes.

[Zu Long (E)]: 500/? ? ?

[Cultivation]: None

[Current Status]: Split sub-body, consciousness mapping, digitally compiled soul, mimicry AI, blessed by the law of illusion, pseudo-divine life

[Analysis]: An existence created by importing a portion of soul data and combining it with advanced artificial intelligence. He is the head of the Zulong Group, the chairman of the Eternal Parliament, and the actual controller of Coconut Juice City.

A divine life form?

It's actually an AI fed with soul data.

He is the controller of Coconut Juice City, not this world.
Things are getting interesting.

"You gave up your former identities, your beliefs, and your life, but in the end you didn't even get the real information. Tsk, how ironic."

The Sword God heard something wrong in Lu Wenwu's tone.

illusory?

What illusion?
Is it possible that this world is fake?

How can this be fake?
The Sword God suddenly began to doubt his life.

The sturdy man at the side couldn't help but speak anxiously: "You said this world is illusory? Why?"

"Simulation has its limits." Lu Wenwu didn't even look at him and continued to stare at Zulong.

"It's actually very simple to find a way to prove the illusion. This world cannot simulate something that it cannot understand, nor can it simulate something that exceeds its computing power."

The Sword God suddenly spoke up: "The laws can all be reproduced here, and the power of the human god realm can be restored. What else can exceed the limit?"

"Just surpass it, isn't that enough?" Lu Wenwu looked at him in surprise. "It's very simple, isn't it?"

Sword God: “.”

Do you want to listen to what you are saying?
Transcending the laws and becoming a god on earth, are you crazy or am I crazy?

Some people have already collapsed into hysterics: "Zulong! Why didn't you tell us about this! Where is our real body?!"

"This is your true form." Zulong said calmly, "This is real, how can it be an illusion?"

"You're talking bullshit!" the strong man roared, "You lied to all of us!"

Zulong shook his head: "I have never deceived you."

"you"

"It's a meaningless argument." Lu Wenwu sneered nonchalantly, "Since you don't know about this matter, then there is no meaning for your existence. You are of no help to my next action."

The Sword God's pupils suddenly shrank.

He smelled something bad from Lu Wenwu's tone.

Although Zulong once promised that as long as they become members of the parliament, their souls will be immortal and they can be resurrected by the god even after death, but who knows whether it will be themselves who are resurrected?
Given how powerful Lu Wenwu is, there is no reason for such a being to lie to himself and others.

So, if even this world is illusory, then is the so-called resurrection true or false?
And
If this is a virtual world, does it mean that my real body is still sleeping somewhere, projecting my thoughts into it like a holographic game?
So after I die here, can I withdraw?
Maybe I still have a chance to become a player again, complete the main quest, and return to my hometown?
In just a short moment, the Sword God's mind was filled with thousands of thoughts.

He seemed to want to say something.

But there is no chance anymore.

Their bodies were shattered into pieces just like the short-haired girl before, and turned into powder on the ground.

No soul emerged.

Lu Wenwu's methods were slightly updated and iterated.

He directly crushed the body and soul together, saving a step.

The Eternal Council, which had ruled this city for who knows how long, and eleven players who were considered powerful on Blue Star were all wiped out by Lu Wenwu in a single thought.

Even the origin of the soul has been erased.

"Sure enough, using my brain isn't something I'm comfortable with."

Lu Wenwu muttered to himself somewhat helplessly.

"I struggled for half a month, and finally solved the problem by killing all the people. I thought so much before, but I was fooled by the prompts of the BYD dog system."

"As expected, all this thinking and outsmarting are just empty talk. As long as I kill everyone who is in my way, all problems will be solved naturally."

“I’m not good at solving problems, but I’m very good at solving people who raise problems.”

Copy system:?
When I type this question mark, it’s not me who has a problem, it’s you who has a problem.

Are you saying that solving the problem by killing everyone is human language?
You have no cultivation and are in a place without any spirits. Who else but you can take this path of killing everyone?

It's just outrageous!

If the copy system had intelligence, it would definitely complain like this.

Unfortunately, there is no such if.

Lu Wenwu looked at Zulong who had been looking at him and twisted his neck: "So, things have come to this point. The person behind you is not going to come out from behind the scenes? Or do I have to kill you too?"

"You outsiders, although you have extraordinary skills and extraordinary strength, you are too arrogant." Zulong did not take Lu Wenwu's threat seriously. "My life is a gift from my god. I am immortal and indestructible. Even if I die, I can be resurrected. How can you kill me?"

God!

as predicted!

Lu Wenwu keenly captured the key information from the other party's words.

So the sentence obtained from killing the digital ghost earlier, "The immortal gods are high above the heavens, overlooking the struggles and reincarnations of all things in the world," is actually the literal meaning?
I just don’t know whether this god is pure enough?
"It seems that you are already second to none. The divinity in your body must be bestowed upon you by the god behind you?"

Lu Wenwu's qi and blood, which had been gradually slowing down, began to circulate again, and blazing red steam was faintly rising.

"Let me guess, the god behind you is the Gonggong mentioned by the Lantern Society?"

"Are you a part of the god behind you?"

"Or did people in the real world use their own souls as a template to create an AI called Zulong, and then make many copies of it to manage different worlds?"

Zulong's face changed slightly and he subconsciously took half a step back.

Some things were said right.

"The options aren't too many, but they're enough to make me distressed. I hate using my brain the most. I might as well kill you and then ask the god behind you. I hate playing memory puzzles after eating souls."

Lu Wenwu made the decision happily on his own, raised his pair of iron fists and walked towards Zulong with the gait of a dragon and a tiger, with a grim smile on his face.

"If the god behind you is not willing to come out and communicate with me."

As he spoke, he clenched his right hand violently, and the large net that collected countless soul cores quickly shrank, constantly squeezing towards the center like a shrinking steel net. Some of the more fragile soul core data balls had already let out mournful cries of being overwhelmed.

Data has no physical existence and no sound.

But when the creator of this world confined it to a virtual soul, it existed.

"Although I don't know what you are going to do with all this data, I can still make sure that you get nothing." Lu Wenwu laughed, "Maybe I can't destroy all the data in an instant, but I can make it all be 'contaminated' in an instant."

"Mr. Lu, please calm down! We can discuss whatever you want to know."

For the first time, Zulong was truly panicked.

"Please don't hurt these souls!"

Lu Wenwu stopped squeezing and narrowed his eyes slightly.

He was now completely sure of one thing.

These souls are really important to this AI named Zulong, or to the god behind him.

It was so important that the opponent's logic module was slightly confused in an instant, and even the character setting that had been set in advance collapsed.

"Since you don't want me to do this, then come out and meet and talk. I won't accept the spokesperson sending me away."

"I know you've been keeping an eye on this place."

Lu Wenwu looked up at the sky, his gaze piercing through the void and the underworld, pushing aside the layers of virtual nested space, and vaguely felt an ancient and huge existence.

"If you can tell me everything, I will immediately set off for the real space. I don't intend to waste all my energy on your little place of self-entertainment."

"Of course, I actually hope that you will choose to refuse, so that I will have a reason to destroy the world."

"Even if my current body is not at its peak, it is definitely enough to fight with you."

(End of this chapter)