"Ah!!"
The bodies of different people in different geographical locations cracked like a dry and barren land. It crumbled like grains of sand and was blown off as dust.
The sky foamed as if it was angry with the restlessness, and the world was in turmoil as if in limbo.
"Cat--"
The glass cup shattered on the floor and the crystal scattered in all directions.
"Knock Knock--"
Fine blood dripped onto the ground, dyeing the crystal bright red.
The weak figure staggered, clutching the wall. His eyebrows wrinkled completely, and a trace of murder flashed in his eyes. He inhaled slowly, covering his nose with his right hand to block the blood that was gushing out like a fountain.
He lifted his eyes and a charming smile slowly spread across his lips. "Haha-"
A muffled laugh came from his throat, the blood-drenched slender body like a sinner engulfed in lust with a demonic charm.
He bent his head, the silver wires falling thinly, covering his face, and his expression was obscure.
"Peace is over"
Their peaceful days are broken.
And as if he wanted to confirm his words, cracks appeared from the sky. The slits wrapped like a cobweb, and at that moment everything turned pale, as if in an instant everything lost its vitality.
When she got an important call from Evan, Yun reached for the phone without even bothering to clean up the blood on her hand and the mess around.
"Cizzt- sound- do I hear-- Emergency-- emergency!!---- being destroyed--- chips---------biiiip------------- --"
He cursed in a low voice and looked at the shattered device in his hand. Flour-like crumbs of dust slid between his fingers, revealing a burnt root.
Despite standing calmly, he was rapidly analyzing his brain.
One of the things that will hurt him so much is attacking his trash. But it turns out it wasn't just about him. So there was only one option, the attack on artificial intelligence was launched.
The artificial intelligence responsible for the operation and order of the dead universe was still in the same garbage with him, and of course, things were not that simple, considering that he was indirectly injured in this attack.
His body trembled as if he had been hit again, and he grit his teeth at the thought of all his internal organs being crushed as he coughed up blood again.
Finally, the knee softened and he coughed.
"
His voice was heavy.
As soon as the small chime was heard, the advancing cracks in the sky slowed to a stop, but all the blood was drawn from his face, causing him to turn pale.
"Pretty frustrating"
He lined up his hand in a circle in the air and formed strange shapes in a jiffy. When it was completed, the light faded slightly, emitting a strange glow. Then the Universe of the Dead became intangible, completely locked out of external influence.
He wiped his blood with the back of his palm.
He narrowed his eyes.
She sighed heavily, thinking she'd eliminate them as soon as she caught them.
She slowly got up from the floor and left the room, she left.
His soul was connected to artificial intelligence, and suddenly he felt the slightest movement and hunger in the whole world, expanding his range.
His consciousness spread throughout the Milky Way, until it then reached the entire sky island and every area that being reached...
Her already pale face continued to turn paler as her range expanded, and her chapped, blood-soaked lips turned a slightly pale purple, and her body temperature dropped. Even his eye was darker, smeared with ink.
{Communication successful--starting reconfiguration} was about to sigh with relief when the emotionless voice rang in his mind.
He only felt a heart attack as his vision darkened and his consciousness plunged into darkness, and at that moment it was as if he had heard a sound that did not improve before he passed out.
{Disconnection, unidentifiable input detected, warning, warning---}
He was plunged into complete darkness when he felt pins-and-needles pain in his mind.
***
At that moment, a golden streak of light fell from the sky to the ground. Fragments of pomegranate-colored dust flew into the sky and filled the gaps, as if trying to mend the cracks.
But it was insufficient.
At that moment, the successive cracking sounds in the chip chamber seemed to pause for a moment. The scrapped chips remained plain and unpretentious. Those pieces looked like a useless pile of metal, as if they hadn't previously carried the weight of the soul. One after another, souls disappeared, and the real arrival of what was called death struck everyone suddenly.
***
barren land. An empty piece of land. With the scorching sun and a desert-like temperature.
The scorching heat was pressing down like fire.
There is no trace of any living thing.
When Yun opened his eyes tiredly, he saw such a scene. There is nothing, there is no one. He pursed his lips and his eyes darkened.
Those eyes, now devoid of any emotion, swept away.
No!
There is no living creature!
After wiping the grains of sand and dust from his face with the back of his hand, a nameless fire and boredom emerged within him.
Too many problems.
His eyes shone dimly.
And he hates problems the most. That they keep crossing the line over and over again like this...
For a moment he had the urge to destroy everything and put an end to this nonsense.
He looked down at the floor, that white hair growing like long strands of hair, almost as if he had just woken up in the hospital. No, it was longer.
"Ah" he sighed deeply.
Why don't they just let him laze a little bit? Problem after problem, he didn't come to life to solve these problems!
He slowly lifted his head and squinted to see that all his eyes could see was the vast sky merging with the endless sea of sand.
Neither the building nor the road. Asphalt, stone, even a piece of cloth. As if nothing, nothing of humanity, was not enough, neither the insect nor the reptile, not even the falcon that was supposed to stand majestic in the sky, was out of place.
It felt so desolate and empty that for a moment he had the illusion that this was not the world.
He frowned, looking around again and again. As if he wanted to find a clue, this place had a strange sense of familiarity. It was as if he had been here before.
He has moved on, but where to go? Sand everywhere, just sand! No rocks or even gravel!
The sun was so hot that she felt her long hair burning her neck.
He knelt down, bowed his head, and, not knowing how long he had been waiting, was left alone with his inner self, which, contrary to its serene appearance, was experiencing a great sense of turmoil.
He rested his head on his knee wearily. The clothes she was wearing when she passed out were still on, and she even scratched her face with her fingers to feel the dried bloodstains on her face.
He frowned in disgust. It would be abnormal if he didn't feel uncomfortable as the heavy smell of that copper lingered on his nose all the time.
He raised his hand and wiped the large drop of water from his forehead to the line of his nose, then to his chin.
His back was not drenched with sweat, and the strangest thing was that he was in a cold sweat even though you weren't overwhelmed by the heat.
He buried his head in his knees and closed his eyes. His restless heart would never calm down, and even his vision was blurred, the water vapor rising slightly in his eyes, swaying as if it would turn into a water droplet if it got any more concentrated.
The emptiness in his chest rendered him meaningless, and he remained calmly squatting, knowing that everything earthly that had made him feel confused and sometimes distressed was gone.
He was restless.
It wasn't from extinction or uncertainty.
She wasn't that worried about it. Because the chip room was an obvious weakness. The main target of the attack is the biggest weak spot for the threat.
Knowing this, he had devised an interim plan, unbeknownst to even Evan, to transmit and protect the information and consciousness on all the chips in the event of an emergency. After all, the magic of this Universe of the Dead was huge, and it was not just one or two people who were coveting.
The Universe of the Dead has a limited capacity, so why not make room to get in? They are on their own without even trusting Evan, knowing that if that thought is just a simple dream that any person can think of, there will definitely be those who take action.
Of course, the biggest share of labor was artificial intelligence. Even if he is not himself, he fulfills his duty fully, he is an independent existence now. Although the program he founded almost ate his life, this thing that came out of his hands was working so well that a feeling of pride filled his chest for a moment. But before that feeling could rise, it deflated like a balloon, and in the end, only an empty, senseless mess remained.
Everyone is safe, but what about him?
It is different, it stores the AI's information on its own chip. Therefore, it is not unusual for it to appear here. Other than that it should be in good condition.
He didn't know how long he would stay here or if he would ever return. It was as if he was holding onto a trap.
Fortunately, it gave AI independent wisdom, he thought. AI can not only defend, but also counterattack and set the best position. With the best strategies he should now be dealing with the enemy for him, without even needing him...
For a moment, however, it felt useless, a complete useless piece of crap.
***
Artificial intelligence has had to work hard to repair multiple worlds, these seemingly independent but orderly worlds in space and time.
After all, a lot of damage had been done.
So he developed a method to help him and put it into operation.
Give a chance to those who died with grudge and regret and give them new life. In return, various people will take charge in various worlds to establish the order of the collapsed world.
It was left to his assistants to make a deal with these people and arrange missions, to find and fix the space wreckers.
Helpers?
They're tiny, newborn artificial intelligences. They are very naive and inexperienced. They are beings called systems and will work under its name.
Just like his relationship with Yun and the system. But this is more systematic. Because it was about to turn into a business.
Space administration and management agency.
Communities of people and systems registered under this section name. The more missions, the more rewards.
Thus, artificial intelligence would have taken the workload off and even speeded up the work.
Not only that, it created a complete protection order. It is now perfectly stable and as indestructible as a mountain.
Artificial intelligence was once only built by Yun as part of a small plan.
But now it is independent of it.
Clearly, a chip could now almost have two souls. Even if it's not exactly like that.
But one mountain does not hold two tigers, one throne two kings. How could they live like this?
Two people who were not overtly hostile, Yun and she took care of each other's privacy and took care not to infringe on her space. Because the business is no longer a question of only two entities.
The AI sighed like a tired old man and fell into depression, feeling his untiring muscles twitch.
In the end, the headache seemed to get worse at the thought that there was still a lot of work to be solved, that his roommate (chipmate) whose life and death were still unknown, had disappeared without a trace and was still threatened by that crazy man!
Meanwhile that crazy man was sitting right in front of him now to make a deal with him.
There was no trace of soft face. Green eyes, representing vitality and life, now gleamed with ominous calculation, as if representing poison.
His long, silky-black hair fell from his face and spread messily over his body. Broad shoulders, narrow and tight waist, soft arms that looked slim but held a slight muscle mass, not a trace of fat, emerged from under his shirt. Sharp eyebrows and an unkind facial expression are angry as if they are going to chop in front of him at any moment.
And what's more, this person was standing in front of him with his original body right now. With his body before he went to the Universe of the Dead. The soft face that looked like a young man was replaced by a more mature face with sharp edges and sharp eyes, and he was standing in front of him with a completely despotic-looking temperament, completely suppressing the earlier childish, innocent temperament.
Huai Nanren, or...
A dictator in other words in this world.
Because the matter of entering the Universe of the Dead was easier for you than anyone else. Mixing things up without any conscience, oppression, threats, taking advantage of people's fear and creating turmoil in this world...
Their methods were so terrible and powerful that they sent this person, who could not cope and was not killed, to the Universe of the Dead in order to expel him as soon as possible! In fact, that place where everyone wanted to go or not was calculated and easily obtained by this man.
According to the agreement, he would no longer harm them. At least in terms of achieving his goal by manipulating the emotions of the people.
But now that magic demon was back and frankly his facial expression was too..
It didn't look like the memory he lost after going to the Universe of the Dead...
Ah, it was a little rabbit at first, but I don't know when, this white rabbit was actually a carnivore, and the real problem was… the wolf was in his mouth right now?
Even if artificial intelligence comes later, it has been doing its job for a long time and is at the point of being aware of almost everything. In other words, the artificial intelligence that knew this could not help but be afraid. Someone like Yun, who was clearly a wolf, looked like he was about to become the bait of a carnivorous rabbit? He wiped his non-AI sweat and cursed inwardly as he forced himself to smile.
Without even realizing what her roommate had provoked, she looked like she was going to be eaten until they had no bones.
-To be continued-