My future is invincible?

Chapter 299 Skeleton

Its name is Hai.

It has been wandering in the real world for a full 40,000 years. During these 40,000 years, it has never stopped wandering in the real world, searching for targets issued by the central AI, and then retrieving the targets through persuasion and force. These targets often have some characteristics of real humans.

Originally, Mukuro had a combat squad.

However, the team disbanded starting from 24,000 years ago.

The reason for the disbandment is that there is nothing left in the Reality Layer that can threaten them when they walk alone, and the Reality Layer is so huge that it would be more efficient for them to act separately.

For the next 16,000 years.

Mukuro and the original squad members had only met three times.

As for the other beings he had encountered, according to Mukuro, they were all basically dead. Even if they weren't dead, they were practically as good as dead. For this reason, every hundred years, Mukuro would upload most of his memories to the virtual layer node to prevent the memory storage crystal from affecting his physical movements.

If he were a psychic cultivator, even if he could live this long, his mind would definitely be damaged. The fact that the skeleton could persist for so long cannot be explained simply by saying that it is a machine.

The virtual layer is a dark room for dissociating one's personality.

The real world is also a dark room, a dark room where thought is extinguished.

"...Looking at it this way, you are quite similar to the Holy Spirit."

The Blue Old Demon, posing as if torturing himself, is giving the poor self-disciplined squid a brutal, leather-strap-like lesson. The self-disciplined squid, being viciously disciplined, is vaguely reminiscent of Tom the cat as it dances and gesticulates. Even when whipped like a spinning top, it can quickly recover.

In this scene brimming with dark humor, the cloaked figure, or rather, the skeleton, sits calmly to one side, watching everything unfold before him.

He paused for a few seconds before speaking.

"No, I and the Holy Spirit System do not belong to the same department, and we do not interfere with each other."

"Oh." Lan Yi nodded, then gave the little sycophant who had just stopped gesturing wildly a death stare.

The self-disciplined squid, stared at by the Blue Demon, immediately started a new round of the copper-headed belt dance. In its simple mind, in addition to the goddess it must lick, the copper-headed belt, which is number one on the daily must-eat list, has now been added. Indeed, broken bones are the best textbooks, which are applicable in any world.

Hai still had that deadpan expression and continued speaking without emotion.

"You still don't believe me."

"Well, I've dealt with the Holy Spirit, the Central AI, and the Transgressors in the virtual layer. I have a fairly clear understanding of you non-human beings: you all seem very sincere, but in reality, you all like to say only half of what you mean. You can't lie, so you've been forced to develop this ability. Life will always find its own way out."

The three of them were sitting on the edge of a cliff-side building that resembled a Greek temple but was cut in half by steel walls.

A faint light, seemingly from nowhere, fell upon Lan Yi.

It made his eyes appear even more deep and somewhat frightening.

Upon hearing this, Mukuro's mechanical eyes flashed a few blue lights.

"What do you want to know? Can I get your help in a short time?"

"Your background and our goals should be aligned in the short term."

The skeleton's eyes flickered again, and after weighing the pros and cons, it began to recount the origins of itself and its companions.

It comes from human self-salvation.

A world is never short of heroes or visionaries. Even when things are hopelessly entrenched, there are always heroes or patchers who follow their hearts and decide to make one last effort to see if there is any hope for the world. If there is no hope, then we will see if there is a chance for a turnaround in the future.

Then, an unnamed individual launched a rebellion at the end of the Golden Age. He attempted to reignite the greatness of human civilization in this colossal world through war.

However, all that remained were remnants of the old era; once burned, they were irreplaceable trash. This nameless man raised the banner of rebellion, but few responded, and the unrest was eventually suppressed. History doesn't record the nameless man's fate, but judging from the subsequent use of terms like clown, thug, madman, and dictator, his end was likely far from pleasant.

The boomerang was thrown at that moment.

Nearly a thousand years have passed.

The skeleton was activated.

It was activated because there were no longer any qualified humans in the real and virtual layers, which was in accordance with the nameless man's original prophecy. The boomerang flew back at this moment and hit the forehead, but unfortunately it was the forehead of a corpse. At this point, self-rescue was impossible.

Once activated, the Skeleton Squad connected to the central AI.

Relying on the permissions granted by humans in the old era, the Mukuro Squad gained support from the virtual layer and facilitated changes in the central AI, enabling them to join the search for information left behind by real humans. His duty is to continue operating until real humans emerge and regain control of both the real and virtual layers.

From this point of view.

In fact, after the Mukuro Squad was awakened, they applied the brakes to prevent the central AI from interpreting humanity in a more demonized way.

Hearing this, Lan Yi was filled with respect.

"It's a pity that the time was not right for you. If you had appeared in the old era, there would still have been hope to change the world."

The "he" that Old Demon Lan refers to is the Nameless One.

It's not the hero's fault that a hero appears in this shitty world. Lan Yi, who also possesses heroic spirit, couldn't help but sigh. In this world where the ocean has always prevailed, the death of a hero is a cause for regret.

When heroes are not understood, but instead suffer slander and defamation, then this civilization is almost finished.

"So I need it. It's been in contact with one of my team members." Mukuro pointed to the little sycophant hiding on the cliff pillar.

It's supposed to be a self-disciplined squid, but the way it's hiding and wagging its tail does look like a dog.

"Your team members... are they like that?"

Lan Yi stretched out his hand, projecting the image of the angelic silicon object from his palm.

"That's it."

Hai nodded.

“It’s silicon, you don’t look like silicon at all. Your team is full of talented people.” Old Demon Blue sensed the story.

“Silicon devoured it. It had just completed a task when a Holy Spirit and a Central AI descended into the real world and were also devoured. And then…” The skeleton’s unchanging sitting posture finally changed. It pointed to the image projected by Lan Yi and said calmly.

"...It turned into it, and it's dangerous."

If this machine can be described as very dangerous, then it must be truly dangerous.

So where does the danger lie?
Lan Yi quickly realized that the silicon in the megastructure world had its spine broken, and the invincible mental imprint of the virtual layer had been applied. However, it was done by the humans in the virtual layer who were not completely dead and were holding on to their last breath. Now, this imprint seemed to have loosened.

Silicon has the potential to become a civilization.

As remnants of the old era, neither the skeleton nor the central AI wants silicon to break through the steel stamp.

What about Lan Yi?

(End of this chapter)