My players are so fierce.

Chapter 1498 1495. Anyone who forgets the past has no conscience, and anyone who longs for the past has no brains

Constance's second incarnation hadn't even made it past the first stage, and couldn't even unleash a complete and awesome skill before she died due to an outbreak of a genetic disease in her body.

However, the Creation Codex program of the Greenhouse of Life has already discovered the existence of the "virus" and has begun to "kill the virus" with all its strength. Therefore, in theory, as long as Constance can survive until the virus is killed and then undergo another reshaping, she can achieve a "perfect resurrection" and then rely on her own superior personal strength to destroy Murphy and these traitors.

Unfortunately, the common problem with theories is that they always look good, but the reality is terrible.

While Constance was struggling in pain and had not yet died, Murphy used an evil yet handsome "Source Blood Flash" to make himself reappear in front of the core console that had been replaced by the scholar. When he raised his hand, the Hun Tian Wan Xiang device that housed the Eden program had turned into an authenticator and was inserted into the console by Murphy.

The certification process for true trainee creators has started!
Just like a complex lock meeting the correct key, the progress bar advanced rapidly, and the permission overwrite was completed almost in the blink of an eye.

"Stop the permissions of other administrators! The life greenhouse resuscitation program is suspended! Freeze the biological database."

Murphy issued three instructions in succession.

The Eden Program and the Resurrection Program were running hotly in the black technology server of the entire Life Greenhouse, but the three instructions were still passed quickly. The core area of ​​the Life Greenhouse, which had been lit up like emerald crystal, soon dimmed, as if the light bulb inside was completely turned off.

At this point, the Greenhouse of Life completely fell into Murphy's hands.

The scholar's and Constance's stupid plans, which seemed completely different but were actually of the same line, were completely thwarted.

This scene made Constance scream, and her voice was filled with anger that had been accumulated for thousands of years, the helplessness of not getting what she wanted, and the despair of failing at the last moment.

She spat out a mouthful of black blood, twitched a few times on the ground, and then began to turn into a fading stone statue.

To be honest, just looking at this scene, I feel that Ms. Mei Ye is likely to be angry to death rather than collapse due to the torture of the genetic disease. I can only say that Murphy did a good job!

At the moment when Murphy locked the Greenhouse of Life, Old White, who had ordered the Golden God to block the Insect Nest No. 0 before setting off and was ready to eradicate all evil when he saw Ms. Mei Ye coming out and was ready to die, collapsed to the ground as if he had lost all his strength.

He was breathing heavily, leaning on his cloud blade with dragons and phoenixes painted on it. His eyes under the iron mask looked at the two identical stone statues in front of him with a complicated look, and he felt both surprised and happy.

What was surprising was that the Millennium Dragon Emperor's worries came true, and there were indeed hidden dangers in the genes of the Callum people.

The good news is that Constance's life is cut off. Given Murphy's personality and the way he does things, probably no one will be able to use this thing to attack the empire in the future.

Compared to Lao Bai's complicated emotions at this moment, the vampires of the Secret Blood Clan were more grateful and silent with profound meaning. They were all members of the Blood Spirit Court, and theoretically should have no reason to be loyal to Ms. Mei Ye, but today, after tens of thousands of years since the establishment of this organization, the Blood Spirit Court can be said to have been truly disbanded, or "liberated".

Just like the time when Constance stabbed her father in the back during the "Night of Godkilling" on her home planet, fate continued to repeat itself, and today her servants followed her example and completed a thrilling betrayal.

But is it all really worth it?
nonsense!

Definitely worth it!

It is precisely because Hathor and the top leaders of the Secret Blood Clan have followed Lady Night for a long time that they know Constance's character and style better than anyone else. If Lady Night really takes power again, let's not talk about whether other places will be in chaos. The Callum Empire, which is currently the mainstay of the Order camp, will definitely face long-term turmoil, and it is even more likely that the empire will decline.

However, now is the moment when the decisive battle between Order and Chaos is approaching. Under such circumstances, the Callum Empire, which is an important fighting force, has encountered serious internal strife, and the consequences that will be caused are too daunting to think about.

The lady must not be resurrected! This is true both in public and in private!

This is no longer the time when she can do whatever she wants.

Of course, the third party present, old Edward, who was holding the stone statue in silence, must have the most complicated feelings.

To be honest, even old Edward himself did not expect that he could be so decisive when he really needed to make up his mind.

At the moment when he broke Constance's neck and pierced her heart, the cruelty and calmness of the Duke of Wolfsbane were beyond his imagination. Although his mind was in agony, his body seemed to be eagerly looking forward to this result.
It's like the longing for more than a thousand years has become a burden, making the body overwhelmed and just wanting a quick and clean relief. It's more like saying the word "break up" with actual actions.

Just like the question Murphy asked him before in the medical bay of the Light Chaser, he had been hunting alone for Constance for more than a thousand years, allowing his loneliness and world-weariness to transform himself into a monster. Was this behavior really for love?

Old Edward couldn't give an answer at that time, but now he has proved it with practical actions.

Maybe it was just a habit. After all, if any creature wanted to live healthily and peacefully, it could not actively approach harmful substances. And there was no doubt that Constance was the most deadly of all poisons.

Yet the feelings are real, just as the relief of release is real.

From now until the moment of his eternal death, old Edward will probably never be truly happy.

"Don't disturb him. Let him savor his sadness at this moment."

Tris stopped Shani from approaching. She looked at Edward, who was holding the statue with his head down, with a complicated expression, and said to Shani:

"This is what happens when you fall in love with someone you shouldn't. Fortunately, we chose the right person."

"It's you, not us."

Shani said with a straight face:

"Don't drag me into everything. That's your family's business. With all due respect, I have no interest in the complicated and obscene relationship between the three of you. Even just watching it is enough to make my hair stand on end."

"hehe."

In response to this, Tris just laughed teasingly. She patted Shani on the shoulder like a "good sister" and said meaningfully:
"I hope you can keep your promise. You see, Old Edward's heart is in pain, but his body is cheering. I can actually feel that your heart is in turmoil, but your body is longing for it. In the final analysis, when the outrageous resonance of ancient memories between the two of you first appeared, Little Murphy had already left his mark in your body.

It's a nasty thing to say, but Shani, you're already in his shape.

Don't struggle, you and I both know it's a matter of time."

"Humph."

Shani snorted, took a step back and dived into the shadows.

She wasn't going to discuss this with Tris, whose head was full of yellow waste, and what was Murphy, who played an important role in their conversation, doing at this moment?

He was browsing the frozen Eden biological database.

This thing stores the biological information of all life in the Eden zone. Murphy even saw the names of Perona and Philip in it. He guessed that Steiner's biological information must also be stored in it, but unfortunately that entry was deleted. In fact, the biological information of all members of the secret department has been specially marked.

Considering that this machine had been controlled by scholars before, it is obvious who put these "never resurrect" marks.

It turns out that only villains understand the destructive power of their fellow villains.

"Master, it seems that what Ms. Constance said is true. With this biological database, you can resurrect everyone in the Eden area."

Adele stood obediently beside Murphy, staring at the biological information that was constantly refreshing on the optical projection. Those data information, which were like personal files, not only contained the data of each organism, but also included photos.

Sister E said softly:

“Although it is emotionally difficult to accept the resurrection of people who have been dead for thousands of years, from a utilitarian point of view, you now have control over the Greenhouse of Life, and you can indeed resurrect these elites from thousands of years ago, so as to truly rebuild the Golden Age.

I believe that with your leadership, they will not go astray again."

"Just because I can doesn't mean I want to." Murphy shook his head.

He brought up the biological information search box, entered a tag to search, and looked at the biological information of Sarokdar projected in front of him.

He stared at the file for several seconds, then shook his head and said:

"They are dead, having performed their part on the world stage in an undignified way. The greatest respect we can give them is to acknowledge their failures and draw lessons from them that can make us better, rather than stubbornly bringing them back from the dustbin of history and trying to make them relive the life they have already experienced.

Reality is not a multi-game game where you suffer over and over again in pursuit of a perfect ending. It is precisely because there is only one chance in life that those regrets and misses are given more and deeper meanings.

If life could be lived again, then failure would lose its meaning.

On the other hand, victory no longer has any meaning; when loss is no longer painful, gain no longer brings joy.

Resurrecting them is not helping them, it will only make them more rampant. When evil is not punished, justice and order become a joke.

so."

Murphy stretched out his hand and hovered over the command on the light screen. He glanced back at Adele beside him and said:
"They died thousands of years ago. The whole process of death lasted for more than a thousand years. Even if I just stand here, I can hear the miserable cries of those restless ghosts. This is the last gift I can give them."

"boom"

Read more latest popular novels at 6.9*shuba!

Murphy pressed the button, and the biological data of the Ancient Grand Duke of the Seven Vampire Clans floating in front of him was completely deleted. The seven breeding tanks in the life greenhouse behind him that were shining with a dark green glow were also permanently closed.

Subsequently, the deletion instructions are executed in batches according to the index of each tag.

Murphy floated in the air, watching the lights in the seemingly endless mechanical city behind him dim one by one, just like the wind blowing out a rekindled candle, taking away the remaining heat, leaving only meaningless ashes in a wasteland.

"Let's say goodbye to the Golden Age and the Eden District. At this moment, they have completely ended their lives and existence, and have truly entered history."

Murphy opened his arms and sang:
“Future generations will remember their glory and their victories, and will also be alert to their failures and their shame. Only these discussions and commemorations, doubts and ridicules will give them real meaning in history.

They taught us valuable lessons, and the final judgment will engrave these lessons on immortal stone tablets."

"Snapped"

Light applause came from below. It was Grand Duke Hathor who had taken off his veil and was clapping his hands. He seemed to be happy and grateful for Murphy's decision. Old White stood up with the help of Cloud Blade. He looked at the Scarlet Lord floating above the giant mechanical city, and solemnly gave him a farewell salute of the Callum Empire, then turned and left.

He did not say a few more words to Murphy. His mission had been accomplished. He had not let down his brother, his majesty, and his country. Therefore, he could feel at ease and devote the little time he had left to his lover and his unborn child.

He had no interest in this mechanical city. Even though he was "born" in a jar here as one of the first Callum Dragonborn, Old White had learned not to explore those dangerous places in his long life.

He had no nostalgia or longing for this place.

"Master, Ms. Constance's biometric information is constantly being rewritten."

Adele's serious voice made Murphy lower his head. He returned to the console and saw that Constance's biological information was deleted in the previous second and appeared in the database again in the next second.

It's like a stubborn Trojan virus that keeps rewriting itself to resist the eradication program of the Greenhouse of Life.

Even from this confrontation of deletion and rewriting, one could feel Constance's unwillingness and anger. Murphy could even faintly hear the silent roar of the data in front of him.

She didn't want to die, didn't want to so completely sever her true immortal body and future.

"What a greedy guy!"

Murphy shook his head and said to the resuscitation program that was floating not far away, occasionally sending out a few sparks and obviously battling wits and courage with the Eden program:

"Stop! You and I both know the final outcome of this kind of deletion and overwriting! If you can't destroy the data system of the Greenhouse of Life, you can't fight against the deletion program that has been executed all the time. And every overwrite relies on the permissions you retain in the Greenhouse of Life system. Every overwrite will make Constance's biological information data likely to be damaged.

A hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times, one day she will be unlucky enough to be turned into a ball of erroneous data that can never be repaired.

I know that intelligent programs like you have loyalty beacons. I have no intention of destroying you. I will give you a choice, resuscitation! Stop overwriting. I will copy Constance's biological data into a carrier, and you can copy it along.

I will find a warden for you, and then it will depend on your ability whether you and your master can escape. Of course, since you are prisoners, shackles and chains are necessary.

Now, the right to modify biological data is open, and I want to add a lock to Constance! "

"Logic determines that the probability of survival is high! Authorization has been granted."

Recovery, who was defeated by the ferocious Eden program, made intermittent judgments, and then Constance's biological data modification permissions were opened.

Murphy made some revisions on it.

First, all of Constance's combat attributes were locked at 10, then all of her talents as the "Scarlet Son" inherited from her Blood Ancestor were deleted, and finally the information beacon that allowed her to control Callum the Dragonborn to obey her genes was deleted. At the end, the Creator's authority was used to add an identification beacon to the data.

"click"

With a slight sound, a silver-gray USB device popped out from the machine of the Life Greenhouse console and was taken in Murphy's hand.

Constance's biological data and the source code of the resuscitation program were all in it. This was the "cage" he made for them. When old Edward dragged his tired body closer, Murphy threw this thing to him.

He turned and said to old Edward:
“Constance can be resurrected, but not in this world!
The Creator may have left other visited worlds in this still expanding sea of ​​stars in the universe. That is your chance with her.

Go and search for her in the sea of ​​stars. If you really want to revive her, you have made your choice. This is my reward to you, Edward. But I want to warn you that the biological information of Lady Night has been marked with a beacon. Once she approaches the galaxy where this world is located, she will be automatically locked by the Scepter of God.

I guarantee that she will be killed cleanly if she gets close to the material world.

The number of times her biological information could be overwritten was changed to once. In other words, if she died again next time, she would be truly gone.

Go ahead.

Go to the treatment chamber in the Greenhouse of Life to cure your disease, then take your prisoners away from here, and never come back! Oh, and by the way, I programmed Constance's bio-information with obedience, just as she controlled the Callums.

When she is resurrected, she will obey you.

If I don't want it, I can delete it."

"Great, no need to delete."

Edward held the mechanical cage tightly in his hand and said:

"I will not revive her, nor will I forget her. I will accompany her to the end of eternal silence and turn into the most harmless stardust in the broken stars. Thank you for your kindness and generosity, Your Majesty."

　Today's book recommendation is "Reborn as a Literary Male God, Creating an Online Literature Empire", a new book by an old author. It retraces the 20-year changes in the online literature industry, deconstructs the development of the industry and tells a refreshing story. Brothers who are interested in this should not miss it.

　　The connection is below.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)