Cyber ​​Sword Immortal Iron Rain

In the real world, Manager Keman squeezed out the scream of a dying person from his throat, which sounded like the dream talk of a person trapped in a nightmare; the only connection between him and his flesh body made him express the fear in his soul from a physiological level.

"Bomb...bomb? Will I die?"

The answer was clear enough - but Manager Keman asked the question anyway.

During this short period of time, Manager Keman was extremely shocked. He had never thought that he would receive such an order in the Manila network - before this, the Beast Master had never shown his cold "true face": or was this the Beast Master's disguise?

Even though Manager Koman's consciousness was already confused, the danger and terror he felt from the order still brought him back to his senses in an instant - he woke up in Bengkulu, accepted the trial in the beast cave in Sumatra, joined the company in Jakarta, and was eventually promoted to manager in Gama Building:

The Javanese man named Koman, who didn't even have a surname, didn't come into this world to become a bomb! He still had ambitions to fulfill and even greater ambitions; Manager Koman wanted all Javanese to know that -

Intense anger and confusion of betrayal entangled him and Crow like a spiral, almost making Koman completely sober.

……

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"Shh, shhh... No, no, no, you're too excited. Take a break, Koman, and listen to me..."

"……OK."

The message from the beast master seemed to carry a sedative drug that calmed the agitated mind of Manager Ke Man and wiped away his anger like an eraser. The sudden ups and downs of emotions made everything seem a little weird, like a puppet show:

"Don't worry, don't worry - you're not the only one who has the so-called bomb. Did you see it? Did you see that swordsman...?"

Manager Keman's thoughts were attached to one end of the thread, swimming and circling. Finally, his eyes followed the direction of the thread and pierced out, and he saw the real world again.

On the other side, there was a battle - or rather a fight between two "men" and two men; they chased and swirled, fighting each other: this battle took place in a corner of Manila, and Manager Koman had no idea of ​​the cause and effect.

Manager Koman was watching through the surveillance facilities in Manila that had not yet been destroyed. Although the level of detail of the intelligence was far less than the magical support that the Java Group usually provided to the giant beast hosts, he could still see the general situation:

It was a swordsman and a fallen monster fighting against two Qigong practitioners. The two sides fought back and forth, which seemed thrilling: but in fact, it was mediocre and could not be called exciting. Compared with everything else happening in Manila at this moment, it was just a glimmer of embellishment on the lace.

And this battle seems to be coming to an end.

The beast master gently turned Manager Keman's gaze and made him focus on the petite female swordsman with royal blue braids and two long swords in her hands:

"It's not the dog, it's the blue-haired dwarf, Koman? She has a bomb with a sufficient equivalent hidden in her brain - a data bomb."

A hope suddenly welled up in Manager Keman's heart - a hope that he could continue to exist.

"There's already a bomb? Doesn't that mean..."

"Oh, oh, oh? I know what you want to ask: With the bomb in the swordsman's head, why would you sacrifice yourself...right?"

There was teasing and amusement in the beast master's voice, but there was nothing in his words that could reassure Manager Keman.

"The answer is - did you see the Buddha's light?"

"God..."

As the beast master continued to speak, the way Manager Keman discerned information in his "eyes" also changed - he could see a golden glow that seemed to be thousands of feet long bursting out from the female swordsman's head and reaching the sky. In that light, there were fine and dense Chinese characters...

Even though Manager Koman was distracted at the moment, as the host of the Java Group's behemoth, he could recognize the characteristics of the "Siamese Buddha Court" at a glance: But why had he not noticed it before?

Manager Keman gradually understood what the beast master meant - the power of this "bomb" was probably beyond his imagination.

"I wasn't the one who planted the swordsman's bomb. So, it's up to you to trigger it..."

“As for — who installed it? And why was it installed on this blue-haired dwarf swordsman?” The beast master’s words revealed obvious doubts and thoughts for the first time; “‘I’ don’t know either — after all, I am just a remnant soul here.”

"all in all--"

"You and the beast alone are not enough. We also need her. Go and link up with her... When we explode, she will also explode... It's a pity, but this is the only way."

Manager Keman did not answer.

His body in the digital space did not have tear glands or even real eyes, so he had no way to cry. But facing the flame of hope that had just been extinguished, he still felt self-pity, sadness and depression.

However, Manager Keman could not refuse. Facing the beast master's order, the only thing he could do was to execute it.

"Go ahead, Koman—what are you waiting for?"

Manager Keman did not make any move - but the Crow stretched out its waving auxiliary limbs along the silk thread and bound itself to the blue-haired swordsman: I wonder if the beast master had already quietly sneaked into the "Crow" and seized the control that originally belonged to Manager Keman; or is it that the "Crow", this giant beast that cannot be tamed, is inherently closer to the owner of the beast pen?

Manager Keman didn’t know… and he didn’t have the energy to think about it anymore.

……

He could hear the beast master's residual soul whispering and making statements - but the object was not just Manager Keman:

"The old world has no need to continue to exist... Everything belongs to the future. We will use our own will to shape the world we want to live in."

“If you want to shape the world—everything we live in and interact with—into what you want it to be… you must first go through turbidity and chaos.”

"So, Koman, your presence is necessary and important. Without you, this plan cannot come true—"

"You are the instigator of change and storm."

"Besides, Koman - I will die with you. And your beast... Isn't it better to think about it this way? At least, you won't die alone."

You won't die alone...

This statement was like a disposable electronic bliss stored in a sensory stimulation package - a little pleasure after the pain, which greatly boosted Manager Keman's spirits.

"It's like 'beast bait'." Manager Koman thought; "Without the Java Group's clerks serving as bait, there is no way to control the beast."

He was not really convinced: Manager Koman just accepted his fate - everything was destined from the day he came to Sumatra from Bengkulu and was recruited into the inner circle by the beast master.

He was destined to be used as a weapon today. All his ambitions and aspirations were just a joke to himself.

The beast master felt satisfied and relieved, as if an invisible hand was caressing the top of Manager Keman's head:

"Yes—you are quite right."

……

Dismantle, mix, merge——

Manager Koman alone was not enough to become a "bomb": Manager Koman had only been trained in how to raise giant beasts and grow them, and was not good at delicate magical operations. This was a rare experience - and the last one.

The "self" is no longer a self, but is finely separated and mixed with the huge epidemic gas contained in the "crow's" body; until it becomes a viscous liquid that can produce vibrations and can be integrated into the ocean of information.

Although not a true beast master, this remnant soul that parasitizes in Manager Koman's soul still has enough skills to execute the plan - just like the original body in Jakarta, the beast master is proficient in all kinds of skills related to the Internet and magical powers...

Even though Manager Koman was filled with hatred, pain and self-pity at this moment, he still remembered that the Master of the Animal Stable was a rare genius in the Java Group...how rare, how dazzling.

Hateful, how hateful! Should I waste my life in vain for the ambitions of others that they are not even willing to express?

……

Time still moves forward.

Before the final elimination:

At some point, Manager Keman felt that he had "dissolved". His consciousness was broken into pieces, and turned into a ball of fragments: and he was not the only one going through this "process".

The beast master said that this was the last step before detonation - and the crow and the beast master were also splitting up their own electronic existence; they were no longer completely individuals, but they still maintained some independence...

Suddenly...they were broken into pieces, and suddenly merged together.

"Crow" - or Manager Keman, or the Beast Master? At this moment, the three have become as inseparable as powder mixed together and solution in water, and have become a brand new existence. They are attached to each other, sharing thoughts and views, but also have the same goal:

The new existence swims in the waters of the ocean of information, heading deeper - towards that other, hand-made earth.

"I feel a little depressed when I think about disappearing soon. But the me now - the original me - should be waiting for good news in the Gama Building in Jakarta."

This thought came from the Beast Master: he was originally an illusion and a copy - in the current adhesion and merging, both "Crow" and Manager Keman felt the confusion and shock of the Beast Master - he was far from being as calm, free and easy as he seemed on the surface.

Although there will be another "him" who will continue to exist in reality, at this moment, this unique "him" is about to face an end.

But it was too late, too late - none of the three of them could stop the explosion. Perhaps it was because of this that the owner of the animal stable took off the mask a little.

"Eat, eat...eat it all. Blast it, fry it, fry it all—"

The “crow” is the chaotic instinct: it was also the first to peel off the outer shell of the fuse. The “crow” may be the only one among the three “people” who still maintains a clear and calm consciousness... This comes from its simplicity and purity.

In other words, whether it is life or death, the "crow" does not care; this does not affect its existence as a giant beast. It is not afraid of death, and even disdains to make comments.

Rolling and boiling: this is an illusion, but it also represents the new existence composed of "Crow", "Master of the Stable" and "Manager Koman", which has reached the final step of transforming into a bomb. The body of the new existence is swelling, changing, and becoming taller.

At the node before the explosion——

Suddenly, the consciousness that was once called Koman spoke in the sea of ​​consciousness that had been mixed together. In the last moments of existence - Manager Koman did not want to die in chaos and ignorance.

He cried, tears flowing into his body, moistening and extinguishing all his past ambitions and desires:

"I want to know... why. Beast Master - please tell me, does my life really have meaning? From birth to now, have I only become a disposable weapon? At least let me know that the things I want to destroy also have meaning..."

Perhaps it was out of his last moments of sorrow, or maybe he finally realized that he owed something to Manager Keman, or maybe he just felt that there was no need to hide secrets from a dying person. This part of his consciousness that was once the remnant soul of the "Beast Master" quietly conveyed some thoughts:

"Have you ever thought about going back in time, Koman?"

Although Manager Koman didn't understand why the beast master answered another question with a question, this simple yet complex question still evoked his memory:

Manager Koman recalled the small fishing village on Bengkulu-Ngano Island more than ten years ago... On the shore of the sea, there was a small hut made of woven bags, leaves, canvas and iron sheets; Manager Koman and his mother once lived there.

And now - he is about to reach the end of his life, and he just wants to eat his mother's fried rice cake and pagoda rice, as well as the plates of Padang dishes and gado-gado on the table...

If I could choose again - Manager Keman would not appear here again: But... can I really go back to the past?

……

It seemed that he was influenced by the memories of Manager Ke Man, or perhaps he also had unforgettable memories of the past; the beast master's thoughts were filled with a little sadness:

"I regret to tell you that it is impossible to go back to the past - no one can go upstream from the river of time. Because time is an illusion... From ancient times to the present, only we have passed away."

"But - we can bring the past back to us. No, we can't say that..."

"The Earth you see in front of you now, this model... it is a record, a guide. Some people who are obsessed with the past and want to go back hundreds of years have created it through the details of many copies of the world... no, it should be said that they. It's just that it's not perfect yet."

"In theory, when it is completed, it is exactly the same as it was hundreds of years ago at the microscopic level. This one was borrowed from the data of many visualization machines in New Malaysia and was reversed from the future to the past. It should have been brought here by the president of the Microcomputer Taoism Research Association."

"It has many brothers, existing in other corners of the network. This is just one of them, used for cross-calibration; to get the real and only correct result-"

"Those people... those who created these copies and models cannot see the future - their minds are still trapped in the ghosts of the past. They want to use this record and this guide as a template to reshape our reality from the atomic level - to make everything go back hundreds of years... to the beginning of the twenty-first century before we fell asleep -"

“To restore the world to the way it was hundreds of years ago—that is, to make the past come to us.”

"It's like hibernating into the future through cryogenic freezing... In a sense, this is also an incomplete time travel; at the same time, the goal is in the opposite direction. It's just that what is going back is part of our reality."

"Yes: you can think of everything in front of you as... a signpost for a time machine. However, time travel does not exist - so if you want to go back to the past, you have to sacrifice everything: everything that everyone has now."

Manager Keman felt that the vision sent by the beast master contained a message beyond the words themselves - compared with transformation, rebuilding from a barren space is undoubtedly a more cost-effective and feasible option.

"So when their plan is implemented, the first thing to do is to eliminate the superfluous things: especially the other humans who now live in this reality... and this war for control is about to begin."

In the beast master's imagination, a second earth was established, determined to rebuild the past and return to the people of the past - with the people he or they represent; after plowing the surface, he would use various "records" like the earth in front of him as a reference to restore the world to its appearance hundreds of years ago.

They - and the other group of people who disagree with this approach, have been in friction with each other for many years and are on the verge of an explosion: and this evil relationship can even be traced back to hundreds of years ago, when many people floated down the river of time in pale coffins.

"So, this isn't really about your fight, Koman. But so what?"

……

This was not the answer that Manager Koman wanted to hear from the beast master. He just wanted some comfort before his death, not the truth. All this was difficult for Manager Koman to understand. Why couldn't it just be a noble and simple reason to die?

But just like the real entity in reality - the beast master is cruel and fickle.

And he couldn't interrupt the beast master either: the beast master was getting excited and arrogant, and he was not even willing to give Manager Keman a chance to speak:

"This entanglement has lasted for a long time, Koman... Which direction should the world go? Shape the future according to your own wishes? Or rebuild the past and start all over again? You, you don't have these worries-"

"We old antiques who have woken up from the hibernation capsule have to make our own choices... Some people, even if they are in the present, have already died in the past. Is it worth it just for an unfulfilled wish?"

"It's just that a raging fire is about to start in this world—"

The war that was about to begin did not belong to Manager Keman; he did not quite understand the so-called "reasons" uttered by the Beast Master... However, Manager Keman could only accept it - this was the only remaining power he still possessed.

The beast master used the last paragraph to define his answer to Manager Keman:

"No, Koman. Just like most things in this world - your death, my death... they are meaningless. It's just that you and I are powerless to resist."

……

"Hehe, hehe."

Unexpectedly: It was not Manager Koman who answered the beast master, but the long-silent giant beast. Perhaps because of the fusion of mind and spirit, it uttered a slightly complicated sentence for the first time:

"Hahahaha...hahaha, how boring. You might as well laugh more and eat more."

"Crow" commented on these last words with brief words.

……

The countdown began, the fuse had been lit: in the few remaining moments, no one spoke again. It was the silence before it dissipated.

Puff, puff——