Chapter 527 No Survivors

In the previous episode of "Xiaoyu's Game", humans established the "Artificial Intelligence Management Committee" after the disaster and began a desperate war against the Night Demons.

This shows that their envisioned method of “using AI to deal with AI” is feasible.

At least after Jue Juezi unlocked the seal, he did not receive the box lunch on the spot, and his miserable life was extended for another period, which is really gratifying.

Well... although it doesn't cure the root cause, it should at least temporarily treat the symptoms...

He touched his chin.

As a result, one day in the future, there will inevitably be a break between him and the AI ​​he created, and then the problem arises.

As the "spokesperson" for humanity.

How can I make full use of my status as an "old father" to use the gentlest tone and the most tactful yet most deterrent threat to the newly awakened Jue Juezi?

Um……

[Child? Do you have any objection if I give birth to a second child? 】

No, no, the amount of information is large enough, but it seems a bit lacking in momentum and not strong enough?

[If a son does not know how to establish virtuous people and does not establish elders, how can he not fear that his father will destroy his elders and establish young ones?]

Hmm... It seems a bit too strong. What if the naughty child is angered and just flips the table?

Who knows if Jue Juezi gets angry when he wakes up?

Shaking his head to get rid of the wild thoughts in his mind, he looked up at a corner of the bookshelf...

I don’t know if I can give a suitable line in it?

Speaking of which, his biggest enemies are the Night Demons after all, but the ending of "Xiaoyu's Game" is very hasty, and the narration of the future seems to be suddenly interrupted.

【War is coming.

But the truth is never written in books...]

This sentence always gave him a feeling that he couldn't stop talking.

Is the war too tragic to bear to be described, or is the space limited so I will leave it to be analyzed next time?

Could it be that even if all human beings were locked up in a small dark room and abandoned this heavy burden of war, the powerful alliance between Jue Juezi and himself... still could not defeat the Night Demons?

The outcome of the war between the two sides, and the final fate of mankind...

And can the trophies obtained in the battle at the orphanage bring them any useful information?

When the opponent's stronghold is suddenly destroyed, how will the Night Demons react and retaliate?

Life is a process of constantly searching for answers.

Meng Lang was lucky, the answers he wanted... were all in the book...

Pull out the autobiography in the corner of the bookshelf.

On the gray book cover dotted with a large amount of red ink, four large characters were written in a slightly thick black Wei stele style——

"No Survivors"!

Meng Lang felt his heart tremble suddenly.

Hey! This is definitely not the "answer" he wants!

After all, he was still the "last of the Mohicans" last time. This time, there are simply no people to pay homage to him after his death, right?

Did you say that the harder you work, the luckier you will be?

Calm! Calm! The title of the book cannot explain everything. Maybe there will be a big twist later?

According to the usual practice, it would not be the style of brothers to let him easily guess the ending using the title of the book. It should be like this... right?

Taking a deep breath, I opened the first page of the book with a heavy heart...

[Yes, life is a process of finding answers.

But more important than the answers are the questions.

If the answer is wrong, it can be corrected.

If the question is wrong, then any answer will be just one detour after another...

"How can we defeat the Night Demons and save all mankind?"

I have been pursuing the answer to this question all my life, and my friends and I have fought an arduous and brutal struggle for this!

Study the weaknesses of the Protoss, explore the possibility of a comeback, and use all available resources.

Fight against viruses, fight against giant beasts, fight against Jue Juezi, fight against humans...

Although due to the obstruction of a certain big country, we still failed to prevent the arrival of Pluto.

However, relying on our prophetic advantages, we gradually established the extremely large wartime industrial complex "Wanwu Holdings", created the second world of mankind "Collapse Heart", and created a world that can activate the love of the same Juezi at any time.

Killed "Cassia"...

I don’t know when, the earth’s orbit has been filled with our floating rail guns.

There are many turrets in the security circle of Huanwu City, third-generation robot guardians are scattered all over the mountains and fields, and unmanned seventh-generation fighter planes cover the sky and the sun.

The allied force that combines humans and machines is enough to keep any axis of evil on Earth at bay!

The war is coming as expected.

Betting on the future of children, sacrificing countless comrades, and stepping on the wreckage of a hostile country...

With the home field advantage, we even once severely damaged the "nest" and saw the dawn of human victory...

However, it was not until the end that I realized that I was wrong, we were all wrong!

Yes, we got the real enemy wrong from the beginning.

Just like the acquaintance I met during the morning exercise the next day, I was going in the wrong direction. No matter how hard I tried, I just failed with all kinds of weird postures...

July 8, 2063.

On this day, a rift in the Mariana Trench tore through the Himalayas.

Mushroom clouds from the Yellowstone National Park volcano stretch across the sky.

The scars of the planet are like abysses.

Meteors and fire showers all over the sky, blocking out the sun...

I didn't understand until that moment.

Some things cannot be changed by hard work.

We can only do what feels right, and then accept that it backfires...]

…

The next day, the wind was gentle and the sky was clear and clear.

"...your footsteps wander to the end of the world

My longing will follow you far away

Whose tears condensed into frost in the moonlight

It’s you who makes me miss you and want to break my heart…”

A red-clothed "Rampaging Troupe" composed of old men and women passed by in an orderly manner. The loudspeaker in the leader's pocket played the deafening "Wandering to the End of the World".

Meng Lang, who had a pair of dark circles under his eyes, had dull eyes and swung his arms mechanically along the familiar streets. His whole body exuded an aura of "decadence".

Just like the weird phenomenon popular in society.

On one side are the energetic old people, on the other side are the lifeless young people...

The slightly noisy and peaceful daily life, in Meng Lang's eyes at this moment, was like a dreamy bubble, like a bubble that would burst at the touch of a touch.

For these ordinary people, the inability to predict the future may be a good thing.

At that moment, he just wanted to escape desperately, escape from the study room filled with all kinds of "tragedies", and escape to a distant place that no one knew.

The sun was shining brightly outside, but his heart was full of gloom...

Why should we think about struggle all the time?

Aren’t people who completely accept their fate and make peace with themselves happy?

Do you want to give up? But he is unwilling to do so.

You have obviously worked hard until now, and the bodies of the brothers who died can be said to be "positive" several times...

Can you continue to fight?

Please, the earth is cracked and there is no air in the universe. Who do you want him to fight with in a battle of wits and courage?

If "no one survives", what's the point of trying hard?

It’s no wonder that the brothers in the previous episode didn’t even want to write. Such a “truth” is too disappointing...
To be continued...