Parasitic Cultivation: Race Clearing System

After reading this, Li Qingsi paused.

"Is this... similar to what you went through?"

She was also very surprised, the patriarch Nanxuan was not suppressed by the Divine Phoenix Clan, no wonder. After all, this world is too weird, memory tampering is rampant, the truth has long been beyond recognition, what you see with your own eyes is false, let alone listen to the elders people said.

Only what's written on paper, um. Maybe it's true.

"Um."

The white fox opened his eyes with a cold expression.

It's not just like, it's exactly the same.

That existence was horrifying. He reviewed the game for a long time, but he didn't realize that he had taken a wrong step.

The only thing that goes wrong is trying to come back, communicate with the system, and get hacked in an instant.

The system collapsed, and the big fat worm was dismembered.

Pollution released, strange recovery.

One wrong step, and everything is lost.

It is not reasonable to call "He" a rule, but it is not. He is conscious, and it is unreasonable to call "He" an ancient creature, because "He" is a rule of heaven in any way except for this point, and has been called "He" many times He was used and studied by the "Fallen Immortals".

"It would have been better if I had seen it earlier."

She pouted, and turned the paper to the other side, "The latter is about his knowledge of that enemy, and some ways to deal with it."

"Read." Bai Bing's mood did not fluctuate.

[When he slaughtered the world and found that this road was not going to work, I have traveled to many places and seen many things.

I finally discovered that this enemy should be an existence from the ancient times. It has the same source as the "Fallen Immortal" that I have paid little attention to and is called "He".

I remember finding a codex from an ancient age with something indecipherable, but I remember it clearly:

‘We’re trying to make some small tweaks to the cosmological constant to make the world more livable. This requires the power of the field and a large amount of data calculation, so it needs to rely on a strong central consciousness.

After losing control, it controls the power of the entire world and becomes a very abstract existence, born in the virtual, interfering with reality, and all related information will be deliberately erased. '

Although I didn't understand a lot of things, I felt that this manuscript was reflecting something, but unfortunately, when I thought about it the next day, I couldn't find this manuscript, and many things were being quickly forgotten.

I could feel that this was a parasite affecting me, so I wrote down this sentence and repeated it.

In short, from the investigations of those years, I have roughly summed up some of its laws:

First of all, it cannot be defeated head-on. Everyone is a puppet manipulated by it. It is useless to kill everyone and kill all parasites, especially the ancient races.

I have seen a name called "Information Seed", which probably means that someone created a name called Zhang San, and the name will not disappear after this person dies, because future generations will also be named Zhang San.

Secondly, its body may be something called "data" in the book of the Fallen Immortal. Although I can't understand it, it feels very powerful, because the person who published that book also published an arithmetic book, which is very powerful. .

This thing called "data" is not in the same dimension as us. All rules and pollution are its influence on this world, so it is immortal, and it is useless to deal with it.

I have read it many times, but I still can't understand what it is. Perhaps, this is indescribable.

Finally, I thought of a way.

In that handbook, although I didn't understand what "He" is, I probably understood part of it. It doesn't exist in reality, but it can exert strangeness and pollution, and affect the world.

All parasites are its siblings, and all ancient races are its tentacles.

Then you only need to take away all the pollution and bring it into your body, which is equivalent to cutting off its limbs and isolating its influence.

Bury it with your body and cover it with the law.

But I found that I couldn't do it, because I didn't have the ability to restrain it. I spent my whole life escaping from the pollution, and I didn't want to be its rotten skin until I died.

Those who follow its path will eventually be polluted by it. 】

stop here.

Li Qingsi looked at it, turned it over again, remembered that he had just seen the front, and said, "What are you talking about, and there is no solution.

Also, who is this opponent called 'Data'? "

However, Bai Bing's whole fox was stunned.

data?

central consciousness?

field?

Change the rules of the world?

"I see."

After a long time, he spoke.

"What, what is it?" She shook the white fox's head with both hands.

"It's not human, you don't understand."

She didn't say anything, mainly because from Bai Bing's serious look now, she felt that there must be something amazing hidden in this letter.

The white fox got up, "I'm going out for a while, immediately."

"Where are you going?"

"Graveyard."

She froze for a moment, this was talking about the restricted area full of all kinds of weirdos, "Didn't you just go there?"

"They could be in danger."

She stopped asking, and set off immediately. Although the group of people looked strange, they should not be judged by their appearance. After all, Patriarch Nanxuan was a famous figure in the history books.

Not long after, a huge flying monster appeared above the cemetery again.

Bai Bing looked down, this time he felt that the cemetery was eerily quiet, there was no movement at all, which was scary.

"Go down, right away."

The flying monster landed, and Bai Ying jumped out, looking at the high graves.

This time no one crawled out to welcome him, only silence answered him.

"Dig it out," he said.

Li Qingsi waved his sword casually, using it as a shovel to dig up the grave, and there lay a strange man quietly inside.

"Dead," she said.

She had a little impression of this weirdo, and she remembered that he was alive and well.

But there is no way to trace the cause of death. After all, the survival of these people is the biggest problem.

Bai Bing's premonition became more and more bad, and he continued to search for the next graveyard, and even found the low wooden house before.

All are dead.

No one regards him as a pioneer anymore, worships him, and tells the past with him.

Only twos and threes of green will-o'-the-wisps wandered above the vast cemetery, like eyes watching him quietly in the darkness and mist.

"Why did they die? Ancestor Yunhe said that no one has been here except us."

Li Qingsi put down the communication instrument, and she also began to feel uneasy.

Is this the reason why he never took me with him?

"Because they are all data." Bai Bing whispered.

Time Worm.

Memory upload.

They were supposed to die, but they were kept conscious by the "pioneers" in a special way, and they slept here for an unknown number of years.

Now, all "data" has been destroyed by that invisible force.

Including the system.

Including "Falling Immortal".

After all, he was still a step late, and the last group of people who had intersected with that era were gone.

He was still wondering why the system, which was a black technology from the Fallen Immortal, would suddenly be attacked, run uncontrollably by itself, and disintegrate the big fat worm.

It turned out that this was "His" domain, and it was what He was best at.

The system is discovered, and that is destroyed, it is only a matter of time.

After all, I didn't do a good job of hiding it.

Perhaps, in essence, it is a larger system?

A self-aware system operated by no one?

A system that wipes clean in the blink of an eye when a threat is detected?

Only magic can defeat magic, and only technology can defeat technology. Now, he is really the last person left. He really understands the meaning of "cleaner" and the real way to "kill it", but what? use it?

The moment the truth was realized, the road was blocked.

This enemy is extremely cold, mechanical, and truly ruthless.

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