Cyber ​​Sword Immortal Iron Rain

"So... you are actually the future Anbennola?"

Instead of the fury he had imagined, he was somewhat surprised at the calmness in his own words.

"Ah! You can't hide anything from you, can you? But strictly speaking, I guessed wrong."

Shou Niang's eyes narrowed with laughter, and the lush green pupils could not be seen. Fang Bailu had never seen such an expression on Anbennola's face in real life.

"Come on, old man; I want to talk to you about something serious."

She giggled, resting her palms on the sides of her face and her elbows on her thighs. Her deep eyes revealed a complex emotion: it was not pure joy, but also a bit of sadness and bitterness.

"But about the real me... well, I won't tell you about Anbenola. People without secrets are not attractive. Did you teach me that? Haha!

Shou Niang raised her thumb and extended her index finger forward, making a shooting gesture towards Fang Bailu - this seemed to be intended to show some kind of playfulness, but it only revealed a sense of stupidity.

Fang Bailu just felt an indescribable sense of disharmony: it was difficult for him to connect this talkative appearance with the cold and vicious Qigong practitioner in reality.

"How did this guy become like this?"

"Are you wondering why I became like this? It's all because of you. Birds of a feather flock together."

Shou Niang covered her mouth with the back of her hand, but she couldn't completely hide the corners of her mouth that were curled up:

"Okay, enough flirting. Let's get down to business."

She patted her cheeks and stretched out.

Fang Bailu discovered that her body did not seem to have been modified - at least her right arm was not the "Dao Fruit" that was as smooth as jade but indestructible.

"First of all, I'm not from the literal future... How can anyone really go back to the past? You think I'm Doraemon. Don't you know about things like entropy increase?"

Fang Bailu did not answer: he was waiting for an explanation. What he had seen in the past few days made him clearly understand that someone must be able to predict everything that would happen in the future.

Shou Niang scratched her head and pursed her lips:

"How can I give you an example? Um...how about this, let's watch some short videos together."

There is a DVD player in the TV cabinet, and stacks of CD cases are piled up like a small mountain - even before Fang Bailu went into hibernation, this was a basically obsolete home appliance.

drop!

A short and intense fight scene was played on the old-fashioned LCD screen: the prosthetic body lying on the ground shot out its index finger and embedded it into the spiritual orifice on the back of the neck of the black-robed Qigong practitioner.

This was a replay of him subduing Anbennola just now - at that time, the full-face mask was knocked off by Erni and fell to the ground.

"Wow! This is incredible. You've beaten me again... No, you've beaten Anbennola?" Shou Niang nagged Fang Bailu's leg with her elbow, teasingly. "You're always so cunning, I can never beat you."

Fang Bailu frowned, feeling a little strange: If it weren't for Shou Niang, he would not have had so many conflicts with Anbennola.

"To give you an analogy: reality is like a movie with no progress bar. Everything is shot, but you can only let it play slowly, understand?"

Shou Niang shook the remote control and raised her eyebrows at Fang Bailu:

"But there are always people who want to fast forward and see what will happen next... It's not surprising at all, who doesn't want to?"

She pointed to the pile of CD cases:

"So some smart people get the already released plots, characters, sets, props, etc. from the ocean of information, put them into the machine for calculation - and then shoot some 'speculated' versions of the movie. In this way, can't we fast forward to see the later plot?"

"We can call this kind of human speculation about the future 'copy'."

"At the beginning, those 'copies' were a mess, and the development was irrelevant. But later, they were slowly modified and compared according to the new plots that were still being broadcast; they were constantly recalculated and remade..."

"Finally, a few cameras were used to shoot some versions that are closest to the 'director's cut' - ha, I mean the reality. Through these 'copies', people can see the plot that is almost the same as the 'director's cut'."

Fang Bailu closed his eyes and put his hand on his forehead. The temperature in this small room was comfortable, but he felt cold for no reason:

"…So can the future be changed?"

Compared with the ins and outs of the matter, this is what he cares more about.

Shou Niang patted Fang Bailu's thigh vigorously and shrugged:

"Hey! Relax! What's the difference? The future you can see in the visualization machine is all a 'pirated' version secretly filmed by humans... So, who knows what will happen in the future?"

"No direct answer?"

Fang Bailu looked at Shou Niang's short hair pinned behind her head - the back of her neck was so white that it made people feel cold, and the spiritual orifices were full of gaps and damages. It was unknown how long it had been used.

"If that's the case..."

He sorted out his sentences and carefully made a guess:

"So, you're not from the real future... but from one of these 'rip-off' futures. Is that correct?"

Shou Niang snapped her fingers and answered decisively:

"Smart, Mr. Fang! That's right, I come from a very deviated 'copy'."

Fang Bailu rubbed his lower lip with his front teeth, choosing the right words:

"So now you are... an AI? Or something similar?"

……

Shou Niang turned around and put her hands on Fang Bailu's knees.

"We appear to be asking and answering questions and communicating, but it's actually just an illusion - I don't have any consciousness at all right now."

She raised her head, but avoided Fang Bailu's sight:

"I saw this meeting from another, more accurate 'copy'... and I know all your questions."

"I also wish I were an AI, and could be with you in some form. But I am just a pre-recorded sensory signal, some pre-written answers to questions, carefully arranged in order - the result of calculations from decades or perhaps a hundred years ago in reality? I don't know."

Fang Bailu seemed to understand Shou Niang's self-description, but the sorrow and pain were about to overflow from her words, almost swallowing him up.

He was infected by this sadness and changed the subject evasively:

"Where is the 'copy' of the world you came from?"

Shou Niang's previous joy had disappeared without a trace. She closed her eyes and shook her head:

"It should have been destroyed. After all, that 'copy' was too far away from reality. But after discovering the truth... we found a way to 'cut' out a little bit of it and sent it to reality."

"Of course, it took some time: Erni achieved nirvana and entered into silence; the kid with glasses used up all his computing power and couldn't reincarnate again; Jie Shouzhen and Tianmo also cancelled the companies they acquired... There are many more people you haven't met yet, and telling them might ruin the fate between you - they asked me not to tell you yet."

"We never really existed, so everything we sacrificed is not worth mentioning - but the feelings and memories are never false and will never fade."

Shou Niang held Fang Bailu's hand naturally.

The touch was ordinary: the fingers were slightly cool, but the palm was warm; the nails scratched him a little. It was not a prosthetic limb, but an ordinary human hand.

"Everyone misses you."

"But you are too... too self-centered. Why don't you consider other people's feelings? You say you want to communicate and exchange ideas... but you insist on having your own way."

Fang Bailu felt the warmth and moisture on the back of his hand. He looked at the rolling drops of water, not knowing how to answer.

"I won't let you die this time. The Anbennola in reality will take good care of you. Don't do everything by yourself... You told me that two people are always stronger than one."

"The Xihe Girl is about to wake up. This time, let me kill her."

Chapter 137 Don Quixote in the Small Room (Part )

Fang Bailu lowered her head and found that some of her hair had turned completely white: those hairs looked like the dried tips of wheat ears infected with ergot.

It was amazing—it was difficult to distinguish this hair color from her natural hair color, but he noticed it at a glance.

"Don't pull out your gray hair. If you pull out one, seven will grow back."

Many of life's dilemmas are like this: trying to solve a small problem only to somehow bring about a worse outcome.

Shou Niang must have experienced a lot of pain on her way to where she is today that he could never imagine.

"How did we meet in her copy?"

In reality, Anbennola was already an "outsider Taoist priest" when he appeared - at that time the previous owner was still alive, and Fang Bailu just spent his time peacefully in the hardware store, without having to face the various troubles in life alone.

In Shou Niang's world... everything must have happened differently: after all, there was no other "Shou Niang" to guide her on the path of cultivation. But she and Fang Bailu eventually became partners in the copy and moved towards the end on the road of battle.

Fang Bailu did not dwell on this issue for too long: perhaps it was because of the encouragement of "Shou Niang" that he met Anbennola; but the existence of "Shou Niang" itself meant that they would meet no matter what.

"Perhaps this is also a kind of destiny. The result of the calculation has become our fate in reality."

Fang Bailu covered the back of his other hand with his palm. Somehow, he didn't want to wipe off the water droplets that were gradually getting colder:

but……

His intuition told him that Shou Niang's goal was not the same as his:

Fang Bailu has seen customers who would spend all they had to buy the products they wanted, regardless of the cost... Their faces all had the same infatuated expression that Shou Niang had just had.

If what Shou Niang said was true, then she, who had nothing to lose, would naturally not care about the life and death of the people around Fang Bailu in reality.

She just wanted, and wanted Fang Bailu to survive.

Fang Bailu thought of the solitary "shop owner" he saw in his visualization: Could that be the future after being influenced by Shou Niang?

Even though the Shou Niang in front of him had a completely different personality, Fang Bailu understood the real Anbennola:

She has always been a person who will do anything for her goals. If Shou Niang is not like that, how could she do this?

"Whoa whoa!"

Shou Niang raised her head suddenly and shook the loose hair on her forehead:

"Wow! Boss Fang's famous expression appears!"

Her eyes were red, but she made a face and stuck out her tongue with a mocking tone:

"You look like you're in a daze, but you're actually full of evil intentions! Are you thinking about how to deal with me?"

Fang Bailu was startled by this barrage of taunts:

"Huh?! I was just expressing my feelings and didn't know what to say! That's enough."

"This girl really knows me well... She keeps interrupting my thoughts and throwing out bits of information to guide the topic - damn, how can I get any intelligence out of her if this goes on?"

Fang Bailu understood:

Now they seemed to be communicating with each other with great affection, but in fact, the results they were pursuing were completely different. It was not an exaggeration to even call them opponents in the game.

Although Fang Bailu may not be willing to sacrifice his life in exchange for the survival of his relatives and friends at this time... he will try his best to resist the disaster that may befall the people around him.

Shou Niang’s meaning was clear - she would use everyone, including herself and Anbennola, as human sandbags standing between Fang Bailu and death.

Is there really any room for maneuver between the two?

They are friends who care about each other, understand each other, and are even willing to make sacrifices for each other, but they cannot really reach a consensus. Perhaps this is also one of the insurmountable barriers between human beings.

The intrigue at this moment was still a continuation of the previous confrontation: Shou Niang was selectively leaking intelligence and information to herself in order to achieve her goal.

It was too tricky, and it made Fang Bailu extremely anxious. In his opinion, all problems must have an optimal solution:

"If sacrificing the real 'Anbenola' and others can save my life... Shou Niang will not hesitate at all. No, she will do something even more extreme."

even……

He screened the questions to try to confirm his ideas:

"You...really wanted Anbenola to take my brain out and put it in a petri dish, didn't you?"

Fang Bailu thought of the torrential rain on top of the oil tower, the knife-like wind, and the Qigong practitioner who wanted to cut off his head.

Shou Niang blinked innocently and spread her hands to both sides:

“Hey, hey! I admit it, I admit it. I had finally made preparations, and I really wanted Anbennola to directly preserve your brain tissue and rebuild your body after everything was done... Who knew that you were even stronger than I thought - wait, don’t be angry first!”

She circled her slender fingers around her smooth neck, puffed out her chest proudly, and patted her collarbone:

"Boy, do you see this soft, smooth, and tender skin? In my 'copy', you treated me like this: before I could react, you chopped off my head with a sword. So I wanted to strike first, got it? You are too noisy, I don't want to see the same scene again."

Huh? I did the same? Damn, we are all crazy...

Fang Bailu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and felt that this was both unexpected and reasonable.

Maybe it’s because this world is so crazy, or maybe I have been changed by this era.

He could inexplicably understand Shou Niang's thoughts: If she wasn't paranoid enough, how could she continue to wade through the quagmire of her fate?

"Tsk, would I do such a perverted thing? Never mind, just think of it as just grounding someone in my 'previous life'. ...Hey? Wait!"

Although Shou Niang revealed the conversation just now as a joke, he still found the loophole in it.