Even without cheats, we must survive the apocalypse

Chu Xiao swallowed the food in his mouth and smiled dryly.

Maybe because the people Mr. Jazz trusted the most were not around, so he chose Chu Xiao as the person to chat with. However, the things Mr. Jazz talked about were basically trivial things, and he would also bring up some embarrassing things about Anna when she was a child. There was not much useful information.

Chu Xiao noticed that the man's eyes were full of memories, as if the seemingly casual conversation had never been directed at a specific person, but was just a boring monologue lost in memories.

Chu Xiao could only do his job well and be a listener attentively, while enjoying the exquisite meal, he responded to the man in front of him in a bland way. Therefore, Chu Xiao knew that Sir Lobelin had asked Anna and Ms. Sophia to leave early, and those people who were really important to this middle-aged man were no longer by his side.

This situation made Chu Xiao feel relieved. He had not spent a long time with Anna, but he was still concerned about the safety of that innocent girl.

However, because he knew all this, when Chu Xiao heard what Sir Lobelin said, he had the illusion that he was listening to his last words.

"If I were good at chatting, I wouldn't have waited until now to have a girlfriend." Chu Xiao shrugged, "But, after all, what exactly do you want me to do? I still don't understand it."

"Yes, after listening to me talking for so long, it's about time to tell you about this matter." Sir Lobelin said softly, but at this moment, Chu Xiao suddenly raised his head. At this moment, it seemed that some distant existence was pulled closer, and an unknown that could be described as "vast" weighed down heavily.

His face turned pale, and he clearly felt that something had changed!

"It seems you can feel it, that's great. It was indeed the right decision to choose you." The Jazz applauded. "From your reaction, it should have started."

"What's going on?" Chu Xiao tried to keep his tone calm, but perhaps because he was closer to him than ordinary people, he couldn't suppress the trembling of his voice. "What's happening outside now?"

Sir Lobelin did not have such a keen perception as Chu Xiao. He looked outside the door and saw a researcher walking in quickly, looking extremely excited. He ignored Chu Xiao and did not even bother to pretend to be polite in front of Sir Lobelin. He went straight to Mr. Lobelin's ear and reported something.

"Got it. Keep observing. I don't want this matter to happen again with unexpected circumstances." The Jazz glanced at the man who looked like a mad scientist. The other man shuddered visibly under the Jazz's gaze.

"No! Absolutely not!" the man stressed loudly, with fear and enthusiasm in his eyes. "The data currently observed is completely within our estimated range. We are successfully confining God to the model we have built!"

Although Chu Xiao could hear their conversation, because the two were speaking in a foreign language throughout, Chu Xiao could only understand the meaning of a key word.

Before leaving, the "mad scientist" stared at Chu Xiao deeply, and that look made Chu Xiao feel creepy.

"Adrian once proposed to send you to the experimental table." Sir Lobelin regained his elegant appearance, "but I rejected it."

Chu Xiao rolled his eyelids, and the muscles on his face twitched a little: "It seems that I must thank you for your kindness."

"That's not necessary. Naturally born 'warriors' have never appeared in the records. I can't guarantee that someone like you will be discovered by me by chance for the second time. If his experiment affects the ultimate goal, I don't want to bear the loss." Sir Lobelin explained, "Let's get back to your previous topic. Don't you want to know what I want you to do? It's simple. I need you to be a beacon, an anchor, to guide the direction of our [God]."

What Sir Lobelin wanted Chu Xiao to do sounded to Chu Xiao like a lot of weird nonsense and myths.

[God] currently exists in the bodies of countless living and dead people in this world. As the collective consciousness that commands the virus, his existence has connected the deep consciousness of all human beings in the world. Some mystics believe that all human subconsciousness is ultimately connected to the same lake. The huge consciousness that exists with the virus has been lurking in the sea of ​​human consciousness since the day of "manifestation".

Chu Xiao had also heard similar statements about this. He remembered that a psychologist named "Jung" had proposed the concept of "collective unconsciousness". He wondered if it was similar to what Sir Lobelin said.

"It's very lively outside right now. Our Lord God has begun to enjoy the sacrifices I prepared for him. The thinking model we built for him is maturing with the death of these sacrifices. I have been preparing for this for many years, summoning the craziest scholars, using the entire Nibelungen as an altar, and finally putting 'shackles' on that huge consciousness and building a specific human-like thinking framework for it. At this moment, a part of the will of the God has finally floated to the surface from the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness." Sir Lobelin's voice gradually revealed a hint of excitement, and his pupils seemed to be burning - for mortals, although what he did was crazy, it is undeniable that it was a feat beyond imagination!

In a sense, what Blake Lobelin did can be said to be the creation of a "god" through the hands of a mortal!

However, this alone is not enough. In order to allow the [God] to descend from the spiritual world to the material world, Sir Lobelin prepared a body for him.

This is the original purpose of the cult's artificial human technology. Subsequent models like Aita are just subsequent derivatives of this technology.

Chu Xiao's role is to anchor the will of the God into the body that the Jazz has prepared through the ritual. The key to this work is to have a high affinity with him, and the "warrior" can communicate with the God even when the will of the God is in a state of ignorance. For him, the existence of the "warrior" is as eye-catching as a beacon in the dark.

"Before you showed up, I was still thinking about what to do with the selection of this 'Divine Servant (Warrior)'. After all, a 'Warrior' who has failed once is useless. I had originally planned to take the risk of transferring one or two 'quasi' warriors who had not yet performed the ceremony from other branches. Then, you showed up."

"Because you are so suitable, I even wonder if you really got on this ship by chance. Or was it really the goddess of fate who guided you here?" Because the topic they were talking about at the moment was related to "God", so Lobelin's sigh did not make people feel that it was a joke.

Chu Xiao took a deep breath. If possible, he would like to smoke a cigarette: "So, I really have... a heavy responsibility..."

"Yes." Sir Lobelin stood up, indicating that the chat was over. "Feel honored. You will personally welcome the [God] to the human world. If there are books left in the future, you may be given the title of a saint."

Chapter 97 Dance

Sir Lobelin left the room, and the mad scientist Adrian came to the Sir again.

"My sir, his body has been adjusted to the final stage and can be used at any time," Adrian seemed very excited. He rubbed his hands, his eyes flashing with enthusiasm. "However, our technical capabilities are still limited. Although we have that tube of blood, but... that body is still not stable enough..."

Sir Lobelin glanced at Adrian, and the mad scientist shuddered and swallowed the second half of his sentence awkwardly.

The success in creating the body of the [God] was thanks to the two tubes of blood that Shikoti brought back from the shore. That was the answer to perfection. It was through the research and use of those two tubes of blood that Adrian's team successfully completed the body of the God.

But it's not perfect.

"In fact... if we can bring the owner of those two tubes of blood here... she will be the most perfect material for becoming the incarnation of a god!"

"Doctor, are you making a request of me?" said Sir Lobelin.

Adrian shuddered and immediately lowered his head: "No, of course not, I just hope to be able to fulfill your ideal more perfectly."

"It doesn't matter if he is imperfect or has flaws. I just want to bring him into this world. I want him to experiment with my wishes, not to really give him a perfect body!" Jazz said coldly, "How is the collar made for our God?"

"It's ready." Adrian said with a flattering look on his face.

"I don't want to spend so much effort to install it on that body, and finally summon a disobedient [God]."

"Everything will be as you wish." Adrian said, "There is one more thing I must report to you. At present, all our surveillance of the outside world has been cut off. His consciousness concentration has exceeded a certain limit. Now any observation of the outside world is dangerous."

Even though he said this, the doctor was still very excited and couldn't wait: "My sir, he is very close."

……

This is a strange thing that spreads quickly like a plague.

A young man escaped the initial attack by hiding in the toilet. In the past, he was a wealthy young man with a prosperous life. Because his family had connections with an organization called the Order, he was "invited" by the owner of the ship to become a "noble" on the Nibelungen before the disaster.

How could he have imagined that he would encounter such a thing in such a safe and luxurious maritime city-state!

After an unknown amount of time, the gunshots and explosions outside gradually stopped, and even the shrill screams gradually disappeared. The man was delighted, thinking that the ship's security department had finally taken control of the situation, and the thieves who dared to attack had been completely eliminated.

He bravely crawled out from his hiding place. He used to look like a nobleman, but now he looked like a scared mouse. There were no lights on the boat, only the emergency lights were still flashing a frightening green light, so he had to turn on the flashlight on his phone as a light source.

Leaving the restroom, he came to the originally luxurious restaurant. The cold sea breeze blew in from the broken windows and walls, and the strong smell of blood almost made him vomit. In the dim light of the flashlight, he could see the tragic situation here. It seemed that a fierce battle had broken out here. The expensive and luxurious decorations had been destroyed by the explosion. A big hole was blown out in the wall, and the pillars in the hall also fell down. The entire hall became a collapsed ruin.

The man was shaking all over, and he wanted to leave this damn place as soon as possible. Suddenly he felt as if he had stepped on something, and when he looked down, his heart trembled.

It was a human hand emerging from under the rubble.

Its owner should have been a delicate lady, and he even saw a diamond ring on that slender ring finger. However, what frightened him even more was that the hand was still moving!

He didn't think the owner of this hand could still be alive in this situation, so he immediately guessed what the hell was trapped under the rubble! The man let out a suppressed scream and crawled out of the restaurant.

The ship was very quiet and there was no one on the deck. He quickly crossed the smoky deck, hoping to find the security soldiers as soon as possible.

The man was so panicked that he didn't even think about what was going on with the abnormal silence.

At this time, he finally saw another living person. It was a man with his back to him. With the light from his cell phone, he saw that he was wearing combat clothing similar to a bulletproof vest and carrying a weapon.

He thought he had finally found the security soldier, but after shouting a few times, he found that the other party did not respond to his voice at all.

The man felt a great sense of uneasiness, he did not dare to hesitate, he immediately turned his head and fled away from the soldier. The man did not dare to look back, he did not know what that thing was, but his intuition told him that it was definitely not a living person.

In panic, he didn't know how long he had been running. The huge ship had now turned into a dark maze and he couldn't find the exit at all.

He was breathing heavily, but suddenly he saw a figure walking slowly on the deck in front of him.

A hint of surprise appeared on the man's face. Although the other person flashed by under the light of the mobile phone, he still saw clearly that it was a young woman in a dress. He even recognized that face - he had danced with her at a jazz dinner.

"Wait a minute!" the man shouted, and she was glad that she finally met a living person.

But the woman walking in front did not respond, but walked into the cabin on her own.

"What's the situation now? Where are all the people? What about the attack? Has it been settled?" He had many questions, but seeing that the woman was getting farther and farther away from him, he had to take a step towards the woman.

At the moment of chasing after him, he felt as if he had passed through an invisible fog.

——What am I doing?

His consciousness seemed to become blurred at this moment, as if he had forgotten something important. The figure in front of him seemed full of temptation.

The man shook his head vigorously and ran excitedly in the direction the woman left.

The woman entered a magnificent door in front of him. The man remembered this place. It was the venue for the banquet held on the Nibelungen. He also remembered that he had seen a stunning mixed-race beauty here. It was a pity that the beauty seemed to have someone in her heart.

The man walked to the door. At this moment, the wooden door was closed. There seemed to be music coming from behind the door, as if a grand dinner was being performed behind the door.

He pushed the door open with force, and as the door opened, he walked into the familiar hall.

Then, he froze.

Suddenly, the band stopped playing and people in the dance floor stopped dancing, as if someone had pressed the pause button and everyone was frozen in the last second of their movements, like stiff puppets.

There were a lot of people in the hall, perhaps hundreds, maybe thousands. They were crowded together. Some were dressed in gorgeous costumes, while others were in tattered clothes or even had missing limbs, with blood still dripping from their wounds.

The moment the man walked into the hall, everyone turned their heads strangely, and even heard a strange sound of bones rubbing against each other. Thousands of eyes were staring at the man, but he only felt one gaze.

Cold and curious, like a child playing with insects.

His instincts were warning him frantically, but facing such a bizarre scene, he showed no fear at all—it was as if the fear itself had been forgotten... eaten up...

A voice sounded in the man's mind. It seemed to be his own voice, but also like something else.

——【Let’s dance.】

All the people in the hall were talking, inviting each other joyfully and repeating the words.

"Come dance—"

The man was also saying the same words. He walked into the dance floor with a smile, holding the hand of the woman who had arrived before him. Then time seemed to start flowing again, the orchestra continued to play, and the people in the dance floor danced, waiting for the next "him" to arrive.

The entire hall was like a grand puppet show, as if strings were hanging from the sky, and a pair of eyes were appreciating the boring show.

(ps: This chapter attempts to present a sense of weirdness from the perspective of a minor character, and the author also tried the concept of meme pollution)

Chapter 98: Strange

"I can't feel anything except danger..." Yun Duoer stood on the highest deck of the yacht, looking at the Nibelungen not far away, and said weakly, "It seems that something is disturbing us."

Although there was still some distance, the huge presence of the [God] had completely interfered with Yun Duoer's abilities, just like a fog obscuring the girl's vision.

At this moment, the Nibelungen was plunged into a strange darkness. Even from a distance, the huge sea city-state as big as a mountain looked like a huge tombstone shrouded in the night. In the huge shadow, it gradually cast a suffocating pressure.

Even they could sense that it was something vast beyond human beings.

Yun Duoer's face was pale, but there was a strange light flashing in her eyes. When everyone's attention was taken away by the changes on the Nibelungen, even Yun Duoer herself did not notice that there was a strong will flashing in her eyes that came from the depths of her soul.

"meet again……"

A soft murmur came from the girl's mouth, the sound was that of a gentle little girl's voice, but it revealed a complexity beyond her age.

Su Muhe looked at Yun Duoer and asked in confusion: "Xiao Duoer, did you say anything?"

Yun Duoer woke up from her trance, as if she had fallen into a dream. The little girl looked up in confusion: "Did I... did I say anything?"

Even she herself didn't notice it.

Su Muhe didn't care much. At the moment, all her energy was used to worry about Chu Xiao's safety: "Ah, maybe I heard it wrong."

It was just a little episode that no one noticed.

The girls gathered on the deck. Etta, wearing a maid outfit, stood behind the girls with a calm look. As the current situation made it difficult to find any extra emotions, the question about Etta was temporarily postponed. As for Dr. Heidi, the girls found an empty cabin and locked her up there, waiting for the matter to be resolved before dealing with her.

An Suxin squinted her eyes and looked at the iron mountains in the shadow. For the first time, she had such a clear understanding of the existence of the "god". The little secretary never believed that there were gods in this world. Even if there were, they were evil gods who treated humans as ants and playthings.

They were still quite far away from the Nibelungen, but even so, she began to feel very uncomfortable, as if there were incomprehensible whispers in her head. The secretary knew very well that this was not an auditory hallucination. If she continued to approach, she knew that she would encounter unimaginable dangers without Yun Duo'er's warning.

"God... this is really an enemy that is hard to laugh at..."

The secretary's reason told her that the most correct option at this time was to turn the boat around and run as far as possible. Reality is not a fairy tale. There is no more foolish choice than to challenge the gods with the insignificant wisdom of mortals. She has lived her life like this. In order to survive, she always uses the balance of reason to make the most beneficial choice, but this lifestyle eventually pushed her to the edge of the cliff.

"I...have become stupid..."

An Suxin bit her lip lightly, because she found that at this moment in her mind, there was no option to turn the boat around and leave here...even if the person she was about to face was a [God].

"He's calling me." Chu Yan suddenly spoke, and her words shocked everyone, "I heard his invitation, an invitation to attend his dance party."

"Sister Yan! Don't scare me!" Ruan Mengmeng was the first to jump up and hurriedly spoke out to stop him. She had actually faced a [God] before, although at that time he was just a wisp of consciousness possessed by a mortal body, but the pressure from her instincts made her unable to even muster the will to resist.

Chu Yan shook her head: "Don't worry, I'm very sober now. Or rather, I'm probably the one in the best condition among all the people present now."

She glanced at her companions, her eyes were scarlet, like red lights in the dark night. Everyone was more or less affected by the state of [God] consciousness approaching the boundary, except Chu Yan, who seemed normal in all other aspects except the change in eye color.

"Although I can't explain the reason, there must be something related to me on that ship," Chu Yan said, "This feeling is becoming stronger and stronger. It's just very strange, if the voice I heard before was his, why did his voice disappear at this time? Eta, do you know the answer?"

The girl asked the quiet maid, her tone sounding very familiar. This was a very rare state for Chu Yan. She was cold and aloof, like a flower on a mountain top. She rarely showed such a familiar attitude to a stranger she had just met.

Etta nodded slightly to Chu Yan, his posture was very humble, and his movements were perfect: "Miss, the ceremony of the knight has begun, and the thoughts of the [God] have already embarked on the established track."