Durin's Diary

Chapter 554 Get Ready

Du Lin sighed: "It must be hard to live for such a long time."

"Yes, no one knows the past. Civilization has regressed, justice is nonexistent, and everyone is like a monster devouring flesh and blood." The old man sighed, "Every time, I clone myself. This child isn't so much the child of me and an unknown woman as it is my clone. Every time my body becomes too old to be used, I select one from the backup and replace it with my clone."

According to the law, humans have the right to dispose of their clones at will.

Eleven stood up.

His appearance made Old Karl laugh. "I'm glad to see someone who still believes in the old creeds. Although I know it's excessive, a person who doesn't age for a thousand years would be a huge trouble no matter where he is. You should know what I mean, Administrator Durin."

"I understand." Du Lin nodded in understanding - since the law of this land said so, Du Lin was not going to say anything for the clones.

His child had stopped all movements at this time. It was obvious that this body had been installed with an electronic brain.

"I have reached a deal with Clegane. Afterwards, I will die along with the Constance family due to a conspiracy. My children will be treated with favor, and the Vincent family will once again stand strong." Having said this, Old Karl looked at Durin and said, "Are you curious why fate didn't kill me despite my actions?"

"Because you and I are both people who are beyond the control of fate. The only difference is that I am cared for by an unknown person, while you, you are a ghost of the old era and a god of the new era. I can't control you, right?" Du Lin replied with a smile.

Old Carl nodded. "Being able to communicate with an administrator like you, Lord Durin, reminds me of the old civilization when it still existed. Whether it was Director Sun or the other directors, they were all very kind to us young people growing up on New Earth. Director Sun, however, was more kind. She loved all life equally, unlike those high-handed directors and members of the Western Continent. They even looked down on us, their fellow humans, not to mention those pitiful beastmen."

The old earl mentioned his past and recalled his past.

Du Lin was his most patient listener. It was not until the moon reached the top of the sky that Du Lin said goodbye after hearing a lot from him.

"You are my best listener." After escorting Du Lin to the gate, the old man looked at him with a smile and said, "You are the administrator. I believe that with you on this land, everyone's life will get better and better."

"Can you understand Northernism?" Du Lin asked before leaving.

"I understand. I've seen ideologies more idealistic than Northernism, and some have even achieved it. But does it matter? This star region hasn't had any contact with the outside world for a thousand years. We don't even know if the terrifying beings that destroyed the old world are still around." At this point, the old man saluted Du Lin and said, "It's getting late, Lord Du Lin. Shall we meet tomorrow?"

"I'm not invited tomorrow, but it's okay. I believe you can handle it all on your own."

After saying that, Du Lin shook hands with him and left.

………………

On the way, Daju was very confused.

Du Lin, are you really going to let this family go? That child obviously has his own will, and this guy keeps taking over his clones. This is really not right.

This is indeed not right, but the question is, will fate really ignore him just because he is from the old world? I have to understand this first before I can make a decision.

But I don't want that cloning machine to continue to exist. The existence of immortality is very terrifying. It will create a solidified civilization. The people at the top have immortality and control everything, while the poor and those who do not have enough ability can only live at the bottom generation after generation and be trampled upon.

How are you going to destroy it?

I decided to see if there was any chance after the matter with the Clegane family was over. It seemed to me that it would be better for the machine to be destroyed than to have it in my own hands.

Daju and Shiyi were very surprised by Du Lin's decision.

Don’t you think that if you were immortal, the world would be a better place?

Daju couldn't help but ask. My immortality is meaningless. Even someone as powerful as Yu Xianzhe is a pure intelligent AI, restricted by the three principles. But I am a human being, not subject to any restrictions. My immortality is nothing more than a shackle to civilization.

On the contrary, life has a beginning and an end, and civilization will find its own way. I will educate many children and let them understand that justice is the ultimate desire of life.

Having said that, Du Lin stood under the moonlight.

Even if my education has no results, and people are still deceived and choose another path, that is their choice.

Even if it means the loss of lives?

War is the ultimate way to solve problems. Problems that cannot be solved by war will not be solved by any other means.

I believe someone will come later and kill their entire family.

I believe that my successor will be even more hard-hearted and murderous than I am.

Why, because if even someone as crazy as me fails, it proves that I'm not crazy enough.

I think you are still too kind.

Daju sighed softly.

My kindness is reserved for children. Don't really believe it. I have never been a good man. When I was twelve years old, I was on my first mission. A gangster stabbed my partner with a knife. I emptied the fifteen-round .22 magazine of the gun in my hand in two seconds.

Du Lin still remembers what was written in the report.

Of the fifteen bullets, five hit the chest, three of which hit the left lung; five hit the neck and chin, two of which penetrated the throat and got stuck in the cervical vertebrae; the last five, two hit the left eye socket, one got stuck in the forehead, and one plowed through the scalp.

Fourteen out of fifteen, this gangster finally survived - the best gunshot doctor in Hangzhou worked around this precious guy who survived after being shot fourteen times for half a year.

Unfortunately, after he recovered, he was sentenced to seventeen years in prison. In the sixth year, he was stabbed to death with a toothbrush in a fight in prison.

As for the last missed round, it killed another thug who was watching the fun—the former had an electronic eye in his left eye socket, which blocked the small-caliber pistol bullet. The unfortunate victim didn't have an electronic eye, so the bullet penetrated his eye socket and turned his brain into a pool of paste.

That's why I don't want to equip my children with fully automatic small-caliber pistols. If someone like you can't pull the trigger the first time, your target and the unlucky guy behind him will have to draw a life-or-death lottery with every bullet.

Crazy complaints on Eleven.

You don't understand. The small caliber is to avoid over-penetration. If you try to order a 4 or 5 caliber fully automatic, it's not a life or death lottery, it's going to hell hand in hand.

After Daju finished complaining, he asked Du Lin again.

Du Lin, what should we do now?

"I'm going to go home and find a warm bed to sleep in. What about you guys?" Du Lin said, reaching out to pick up his pants.

·hehe.

Daju and Eleven sneered in unison.

(End of this chapter)