Abstraction for a bad world

Chapter 125: A rational monster who puts profit above all else (4k)

"We're here, let's say goodbye."

Within the Martial God's martial arts will, Yuan Qingzhuo first took action to cover it, and then let the Martial God take back his martial arts will.

The handover is complete.

Just before the figure of the God of War was about to disappear into darkness, Yuan Qingzhuo's voice came from behind him:
"Master, take care."

He stopped and stared at the dark clouds that were about to bring another rainstorm. He turned his head and smiled at Yuan Qingzhuo emotionlessly, pointing to his head: "Don't worry, I will give you a place before I die."

Before the words reached the ears of the three people, the God of War merged into the shadows that occupied more than half of the steel forest like ink.

"Just leave it to him, is that okay?"

Shirakawa Wakaka, who was fully armored, had a hoarse voice and a hint of worry in her eyes.

If the other person was a real person, she would naturally not say anything more after witnessing that terrifying understanding and strength.

But the man who was called the God of War was, after all, just a body of thought summoned by Yuan Qingzhuo through a martial art that she learned from the rotation of her magnetic field.

Worry is inevitable.

"Although he is only an incomplete master, this also means that his life is also a bargaining chip in his hand."

Yuan Qingzhuo took the lead and walked towards the heavily guarded tower. He heard a nonchalant voice coming from the front:

"——Baichuan, why do you think he is called the God of War by the world?"

It is a few kilometers away from here.

In the thick darkness, the God of War indifferently pulled his hand out of the metal skull that was still emitting sparks, and whispered to himself:
"Is this the so-called Corona Guard? A combination of high-strength prosthetics and strong flesh, and the concept of [discovering life signs]. Ha, that's new."

"The world's great wonders."

Along with sighs and the passing of damp wind, steel and flesh and blood all turned into dust invisible to the naked eye and scattered between heaven and earth.

——Even if it leaves no trace, it does not expose itself.

But he took action.

The God of War knew that this was his mistake.

Corona Group headquarters, top floor.

"One of the Corona Guards suddenly lost contact, Master."

Andre stood up from the luxurious soft chair and spoke indifferently.

Behind him stood the chairmen of three other giant companies in a neat row with indifferent expressions.

Chang Wen, the chairman of Utopia Credit, Lavna who should have died at the hands of Shirakawa Ruoxia, and Uesugi Kaoru who committed suicide in front of Andre.

Among them, Chang Wenyi's spiritual energy is the most powerful among the three.

"Yeah."

Emotionless electronic synthesized sounds echoed in the room.

After a moment's silence, the Master of All Machines replied, "She is here."

It's Marina.

Just like before, even if she tried to hide her tracks, she couldn't help but take action sometimes.

But this time, it will never be a repeat of previous events.

——Killing my way to its face and crushing its core bit by bit will never happen again.

The Lord of All Machines "scanned" the large number of fourth- and fifth-level warriors in the Corona Headquarters Building, as well as the Andre Warner in front of it who was so powerful that it was somewhat unbelievable.

If the latter's will had not become weak after being washed away by the years, he would never have had the chance to control Andre, who was fundamentally different from the other three chairmen.

"Constrain your fighting force. She won't wander around aimlessly. The most likely scenario is that she will head straight for the Corona Tower."

Several messages flashed before Andre's eyes.

"I will temporarily hand over the control of the remaining dozen or so replicas to you. At the same time, I will unlock your semi-personalization process, and you will have a certain degree of consciousness autonomy."

The Lord of All Machines said without emotion:

"But at the same time, I will also construct the underlying logic of 'betrayal means death'. Don't even think about repeating what happened to Ravna."

"Yes."

Andre, whose personality had become completely mechanized, answered indifferently.

The main computing power of the Lord of All Machines left the Corona Tower and seemed to be busy with other things.

Then, with a crisp "ding" sound, Andre's originally dark pupils gradually brightened.

Andre, the mechanical personality who would call the Lord of All Machines "Master", disappeared.

In his place was the chairman of the Corona Group, who had once saved this wasteland world that had been trapped in war for decades, built a utopia that everyone longed for on this wasteland, and personally turned it into an abyss of capital operation.

Andre Warner, a brave man corrupted by time, fame and fortune.

But not completely.

But even so, the spiritual energy fluctuations around Andre had undergone a huge change compared to the previous moment.

If Andrei a moment ago was the "only sixth-level strongman" who was clearly superior to the other fifth-level strongmen present, then now he has a huge gap with the other three.

It's like two different species.

——This is also the reason why the Lord of All Machines opened up the process of Andre's semi-personification. Even though there will be some uncontrollable trends, his strength will be greatly improved as a result... No, should we say it is taken back?

After all, Marina is a real monster beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Compared to Andre's death at Marina's hands, it lost a key trump card, and making some concessions and tolerance was simply a trivial matter.

Anyway,

——On this day, Andre Warner’s fundamental interests and goals were consistent with those of the Lord of All Machines.

As the leader of the Sun City, Andrei immediately understood this, so he took a deep breath and exhaled unhappily.

"It's just an artificial intelligence that took advantage of the situation, and it can order me around... Damn it."

After cursing inwardly, Andre waved his hand.

"Ravna, quickly gather the men and set up the troops for me."

"Xun, lead the Dragon Hunters to find the enemy's tracks as quickly as possible. I have already sent you the relevant data."

"Wen, help me finish the data collection and summary. I want to see the report within two minutes."

After three brief commands were given, what Andre heard was not the familiar response, but three calm and indifferent footsteps.

He was startled for a moment, then seemed to understand something. He turned around to look at the three familiar yet unfamiliar people and let out an angry growl.

Andre quickly found the answer from his memory.

Ravna died in a place unknown to her, and the one in front of her was a mutilated copy of her.

Xun committed suicide in front of his eyes, and he didn't even have time to save her. This was also a clone.

As for Chang Wen... due to lack of time, she was forcibly controlled and brainwashed by the Lord of All Machines, and several thought stamps were imposed on her. It was impossible to make her semi-personalized like herself and have independent consciousness.

It was just a short nap like any other, but when he woke up again, the three wives he swore to protect were gone. He could only look for traces of them in his memory.

Silence, long silence.

The friction sound that demonstrated work efficiency seemed extremely harsh to Andre's ears.

"Lord of all machines..."

Andre squeezed out these four words from between his teeth, his eyebrows twitching constantly, and roared at all the electronic items in the office: "Get out!"

"I'm here."

A translucent blue shadow appeared in front of Andre. The voice of the Lord of All Machines was gentle and mellow, but the computing power used here was infinitely close to zero.

This is a pre-set answer.

“Don’t be too proud…Don’t be too proud! It’s just a thief who broke in while I was sleeping…!”

Andre tore off the tie around his neck, his eyes red, like a wild beast that was completely enraged: "I will make you pay the price. Wait for me to put you in the computing furnace and torture you for 110,000 years..."

"At least now, you won't."

The Lord of All Machines' tone remained gentle.

"You are still as reluctant to leave the City of the Sun as before, and you are also reluctant to give up your current identity."

"I have given you Marina's information clearly. You should know that she is at the same level as you. She will not listen to your eloquent words and negotiate with you. She will not calculate the pros and cons with your highly paid actuary and then shake hands with you peacefully to divide the territory."

"If she sees you as an enemy, she will only move forward step by step and tear everything you have into pieces... She will never stop until one side is completely destroyed."

"Unfortunately, you have been labeled an enemy by her."

Andre's furious movements gradually subsided at the words of the Lord of All Machines.

"If you want to let him off the hook, everything about you will probably be thrown into the sewer before he finds me - because you are out in the open, in front of her eyes."

"You know, a beast-like monster will not let go of prey that is within reach, but will instead spend time and energy looking for an enemy hiding in the dark."

"Of course, you can also choose to directly trigger the underlying logic I set up and self-destruct on the spot. The man standing on the top of the Sun City will naturally not be used by a ridiculous artificial intelligence like me... I will also be found and torn to pieces by Marina. Well, this is an ending that Marina likes."

After hearing these preset words, the man fell silent again.

The Lord of All Machines' explanation was very clear, laying everything out on the table. No matter how angry he was, it was useless because the two of them were already on the same chariot, about to collide with another monster named "Marina".

——Otherwise, his semi-personification process will not be released.

His emotions were meaningless.

Whether angry or sad.

So, the deaths of Ravna, Xun, and Wen'er were also meaningless?

Andre turned around and looked at the three machine-like figures, and couldn't help but ask questions in his heart.

——If he were facing all this when he was 20 years old, would it be different?
He thought, yes.

If the 20-year-old Andre was standing here, he would definitely kneel down to apologize to them and then explode with a smile the moment he regained consciousness and realized what happened.

I'd rather die than cause trouble for this crappy artificial intelligence.

But this is a false proposition.

Because the 20-year-old Andre will not allow capital to manipulate the city, nor will he witness countless sufferings and do nothing.

If that self really appeared now, I would definitely want to kill myself the most.

The meaningless fantasy ends here.

No one can bring consciousness from the past to the present across more than a hundred years.

No one can forcibly turn the clock of the world back to more than a hundred years ago.

Even he, the only sixth-order time psychic in the world, can't do it.

"Stop deploying your copies."

Andre said softly.

Then, Ravna retorted: "The master ordered that this is the only way to help you to the greatest extent..."

Andre's eyebrows twitched, and then he came to the front of Ravna's clone in an instant, pinched her chin tightly, and spoke word by word,
"I said, stop—!"

Ravna's expression remained unchanged, and she continued to follow the previous orders. A second later, a line of data flashed in her eyes, and then she spoke calmly:
"Your authority has been updated. Ravna 002 will follow your will, Sir Andre."

"Ravna, Uesugi Kaoru, Chang Wen's clone has stopped its planned deployment. Please give orders."

"You all stay here too. Don't leave at all."

Andre silently released the replica's chin and said indifferently: "Even though I am a capitalist who is willing to die as many times as he wants, I don't have the habit of watching my family die."

He took off his tight suit and threw it aside, looking out the window at the drizzle that had begun to fall, and the so-called monster enemy that had disappeared without a trace.

“This is my city.”

He declared so.

Andre glanced at the reminder from the Lord of All Machines - [Just pay attention to Marina, the others are at most level five, there is no need to worry].

He sneered disdainfully and shook his head: "Artificial intelligence is still artificial intelligence after all. It doesn't even know the basic principle of not underestimating any enemy."

Finally, Andre smashed the bulletproof glass that was several centimeters thick and jumped down from a height of hundreds of meters.

His sturdy body landed first, causing cracks on the ground within dozens of meters around him. Then the disdainful voice spread across half of the inner city.

"It doesn't matter if you are a monster or a sword master - come, face me!"

"Come and face the true master of this city! If you can kill me, then try it!"

"It doesn't matter if you are a monster or a sword master - come, face me!"

Yuan Qingzhuo, who was less than one kilometer away from the Corona Tower, stopped and once again scanned the information and skills of the four members of Andre's protagonist team in the forum intelligence.

Then he laughed without any emotion: "I am a small fry? That's fine."

Marina put her arm around his shoulders and laughed.
"I'm being ignored, Xiao Yuan."

“This is a good thing.”

Shirakawa Wakaka's eyes swept over every afterimage that passed through the shadows. She suggested, "You can let Marina go first, and you deliver the fatal blow."

Marina thought about it, then nodded approvingly: "That seems to be the case."

“That’s not necessary.”

Yuan Qingzhuo shook his head.

He didn't want to put the dog in great danger or even on the verge of death. What would he do if he failed?

Hearing this, Baichuan Ruoxia's face changed slightly, and her tone was serious: "Are you underestimating Andre? Underestimating a sixth-level psychic who is over two hundred years old and has awakened six times?"

"I never said I looked down on you, it's just..."

Yuan Qingzhuo took an ordinary iron sword from Marina's back, flicked the blade with his fingers, and the man standing under the Corona Tower was clearly reflected in the bottom of his dark pupils.

"He has two hundred years of experience and knowledge, and I have the talent to surpass those two hundred years."

(End of this chapter)