Cyber ​​Sword Immortal Iron Rain

"Goodbye, Mr. Fang."

Fang Bailu took the remote control that protruded from the handle of the cane: old, rough, and even crude.

This cheap controller is the ultimate "way out" that humans now have - the most effective weapon... How does it work? Fang Bailu knows nothing about it, just like Patient Zero who is going to use it.

Fang Bailu waved towards Patient Zero:

"Goodbye."

He gently pressed the remote control in his hand.

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There are no gorgeous visual effects, no flashing currents...

It was just like the moment when Fang Bailu witnessed the clay man leaving - the last king of the Luzon Islands disappeared into nothingness with a "pop" like a bubble.

Patient Zero, who raised his hand, seemed to be cleared from the picture in Fang Bailu's eyes: and Fang Bailu had many, many eyes.

Where Patient Zero had originally stood, a rectangular pit appeared - it was pitch black and extended downwards for an unknown number of meters. Along with him, the air, dust and other things invisible to the naked eye that swirled around Patient Zero also disappeared.

All of this ground was part of Fang Bailu's body: it was made of his flesh and blood... but at this moment, he didn't feel any connection with these parts of his body——

It seemed that it was really as Patient Zero said... "Separation", which launched him out of the universe: Patient Zero was completely and without a trace separated from this world.

He disappeared.

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Chapter 362 The Long Goodbye (Part )

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There is no rain in Kuala Lumpur today. The air is full of moisture, and the water vapor seems to be substantial under the sunlight, covering the passers-by like an invisible hug.

Ever since the “Rain Master” who lived in the dead city in the wasteland was removed, it no longer rains in Kuala Lumpur - but the humidity and sultry weather remain unchanged.

Noise: Wherever there are humans, there are conversations. Information always needs to be exchanged, whether in ancient or new ways -

The reconstruction of Kuala Lumpur is going well.

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Ah Tong was standing in the bright red grass: the breeze blowing from outside blew her shoulder-length hair.

Eating outside is a trend that has recently emerged in Kuala Lumpur: giant plants reaching up to the sky have grown from the ruins of the collapsed oil towers.

In the soft and dense red grass surrounding it, huge round nuts are born from time to time. They are as big as an adult's hands, and the hard shell can be easily separated: inside, there are all kinds of food.

The free food replaced the nutrient solution that was popular before and became the main food for the citizens of Kuala Lumpur.

I heard that there is also a giant bright red tree like this in Manila.

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In front of Atong was a bright red, shimmering cyst that was nearly two meters high. Atong looked at the smooth outer wall of the cyst and could see the familiar face through it.

The new rebirth had been gestating for several months; A Tong watched his face emerge bit by bit in the cyst -

When today's daylight fades and the lights of the city fill the night sky - he will be born again.

This birth took months... because his connection to the red tree was so strong that it was difficult to separate.

A Tong spread the canvas on the ground, placed the fruits of the mangrove beside her, and opened them one by one: she wanted to pick out the food that Xin Hui would like from them.

Celebrating new life with a feast is an ancient custom that will continue into the distant future.

She was not the only one sitting on the lawn: the air currents from the city blew past her, carrying with them the sounds of noise and bustle.

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Around the mangroves, close up or in the distance – Kuala Lumpur is crowded with noisy people.

Some are believers of the "new god" on the Internet who came to this city to worship when Kuala Lumpur was just destroyed.

But more of them are foreigners who have recently arrived in Kuala Lumpur from other countries around Southeast Asia.

They come to claim "life" for their deceased relatives or friends: a new and second chance.

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Because a "miracle" has appeared in the center of New Malaysia - Kuala Lumpur. This does not refer to the giant red tree that suddenly appeared in the middle of the city for unknown reasons...

It is about the miracle of "the resurrection of the dead".

Whenever someone stops breathing and their heart stops beating...when the breath of life leaves: the family of the deceased, or other living people who are connected to them, will embrace his or her body and hold it in their arms; come to the foot of the mangrove tree.

When they are buried in the moist soil under the mangroves - either a few hours or a few days later; the dead will break out of the ground with healthy bodies.

"Living dead, flesh and bones" - just the word "living" in "living dead", a verb... and no longer an adjective as Fang Bailu had felt when he was frightened.

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But at the same time, events that are completely different from the past are also happening within the growth range of mangroves.

Young children shoot each other, while their parents pick up the tiny bodies and carry them to the shelter of the mangrove canopy. This seems to have become a unique game popular among the youth groups in Kuala Lumpur; the sinks that were once soaked with domestic sewage and chemical pills are now often a thick dark red blood color.

The law is also changing: no matter whether it is those that are commonly accepted or explicitly stipulated - murder and injury no longer have as harsh sentencing as they once did; but what kind of changes and amendments should there be...someone is exploring.

Fang Bailu ignored this: he did not intend to make decisions on behalf of humans, nor would he find a way out for them; this responsibility and hard work belonged to humans themselves.

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This seems to be a little pain in the road of human progress——

It may also be a meaningless vent.

The human body - and the innate Qi - no longer evolve in the same way as it has since ancient times because the screening method of death is no longer there... Without innate Qi to be eliminated, the path of evolution seems to have come to a standstill.

But this has no effect: after all, humans have long taken control of the right to what kind of body they should have; just as the form of life is also changing.

But the body is not everything in life after all; just as humans do not need to be humans forever.

As for Fang Bailu, he is more concerned about the changes in human spirit and soul. Morality, ethics and culture are still changing further: and everything is just the beginning.

Humans need to learn how to be happy in a long life...how to kill time. Fang Bailu still doesn't think "parting" is a suitable solution or way out.

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Will humans make more mistakes because of these opportunities? Will they despise life and look upon it cheaply because life can be restored again and again?

This question: Fang Bailu decided not to give his own answer.

If he didn't think that humans would become better, he would have accepted the solution proposed by Patient Zero: keep humans apart so that they don't hurt each other and themselves.

He always believed that even though he now possessed such power, Fang Bailu still had no reason to make choices on behalf of others.

After death, disease, and hunger are no longer a threat:

Perhaps humans will have completely different explorations - whether it is inward, outward, or somewhere else.

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The digital space still exists—it lives on; but at the same time… the aspects and reflections of this reality are also dying.

Reality and digital space are blending together. At least, there is no clear distinction between them as in the past.

When the spell cast by the clay figurine through the bones of Bai Shisheng reached Kuala Lumpur, the "new god" that was bred, grew, and rose in the digital space blocked the destructive spread.

However, the "new god" has mastered a language that has disappeared in the real world along with its users: the language used by the demon clay figurines.

He was still dancing wildly in the ocean of information—and Bai Shisheng’s corpse once again dived underwater.

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The rolling tires stirred up storms of wind and dust, which surrounded the slender electric motorcycle and rushed to the rear like waves.

“Ah, ahhhh—”

Erni turned the accelerator to the bottom and pressed hard: gravel hit her goggles fiercely, making crackling sounds - and the tremor also spread throughout her body.

In Manila, she died once... and death, and rebirth, changed her forever: or perhaps she simply discovered her true self after all.

Erni did not stay in Kuala Lumpur - it was not her nature to stay in one place for a long time.

She once had two long swords, a ring-handled sword with intelligence that could talk to her: the two weapons accompanied Erni through long journeys and adventures in the wilderness; until after the conversion, the intelligence module was damaged and she could no longer speak. In the end, they were lost in Manila and never found again.

But Erni created a new, powerful and sharp weapon——

"Dog, dog! Why aren't you talking? Are you asleep?"

From the scabbard beside the handlebars of the electric motorcycle, Master Huang Wu's aggrieved voice rang out:

"Master Huang Wu wants to sleep, but he can't sleep in this state."

Erni raised her fist and hit the blade fiercely:

"You're so nagging! Do you know how much effort it took me to ask that kid with glasses to put you back together?"

No one knew whether it was the real Mercy Blade - or perhaps it was just a reflection left in the digital space: but in the end, he still broke free from the whirlpool of the deep sea.

Master Huang Wu responded with a sharp bark:

"No, didn't you just complain that Master Huang Wu didn't talk? Now you complain that Master Huang Wu is too talkative!"

Erni couldn't stand it any longer and put it back into the sheath:

"Okay, okay, I'm going to get you a body. You're always complaining about everything. You don't want this body, you don't want that body."

She was heading north: starting from Kuala Lumpur, across the entire Malay Peninsula and a distance of 1,400 kilometers, to Bangkok - Erni planned to visit the Siam Buddha Temple first.

When she gets tired, maybe she will come back again...back to that red tree. Then we'll see -

At least Erni knew that she had a place she could go back to; the people in the tree would also talk to her when she came back.

So, let’s continue the journey... There are still too many corners of this world that Erni has never seen.

"Dash sprint!"

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Fang Bailu's tentacles are extending in all directions: Johor Bahru, Ipoh, Shah Alam, Penang, George Town - the roots of the tree of flesh and blood have already enveloped the entire New Malaysia.

Soon - of course, calculated by his time scale - Fang Bailu will also embrace Java-Indonesia in the south, Australia and New Zealand further south; and Siam, Cambodia, Vietnam and Myanmar in the north.

To further places, until we can cross mountains, cities and oceans, until we surround this blue planet.

Wait until that day comes: maybe sad people can be happy, and those who are already happy can maintain it longer.

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Humans will change...

Fang Bailu knew that humans were still in childhood: it was just that there were no adults or other living beings in the universe.

Therefore, human beings still need to take their first steps and grow up in loneliness: until they understand this eternal loneliness and finally find joy in their hearts.

Then maybe one day... there may be such a day - something will appear in the distance that can make up for all the regrets and pains, and that is not a fantasy; it is a real possibility.

Just like what every individual should face.

He did not believe that in the end, nothingness awaited: and death would not be the end.

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Will the sins of the past turn into virtues, and will today’s good deeds become crimes?

Fang Bailu didn’t know, nor did he understand clearly: but what was certain was that—

The human mind as a whole will still grow and will still change.

And he will eventually have to wait with humans... Perhaps one day, Fang Bailu will also lose his human-like heart:

But before that, time is still very long... He finally learned not to think too much about yesterday and tomorrow.

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A straight and long trail cloud and flames swirled below the rocket: the burning smell was blown away in all directions by the wind. The citizens turned their heads and silently looked at the bright light in the distance -

The light came from a launch site outside the city and in the wilderness.