Overturned Tower

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Russell has now obtained the status of "Sai Lun", and the resources and currency on Happy Island have become meaningless numbers to him. For things such as personal firewalls, which are strictly based on money, he has already fully loaded them up.

— but at this moment when the voice rang in Russell's ear, his firewall had no warning at all.

Russell’s firewall was not paralyzed through computing power, nor was it finding a loophole and getting in. Instead, it uses a high-dimensional technology that is completely unrecognizable by Russell's firewall.

"I am the guardian of Taoyuan Island...Kubler didn't really want to see you, so I came here for her."

Zhu Rong's voice was calm and warm: "After all, you ate Sai Lun, and she and Sai Lun have a very good personal relationship. She feels that if she sees you, she may not be objective enough—the evaluation of you may not be mixed. Necessary personal emotion."

That was no ordinary electronic synthesizer sound. Its ups and downs and tone of voice are completely inaudible of mechanical elements. Just like a real human being, you can even taste the subtle complex emotions and subtext.

Russell just listened to his voice, feeling as if he was hallucinating a specific image.

Like a mature man with sparse stubble, wearing short sleeves or a shirt, showing a sunny and cheerful smile, with patience and wisdom. There is a kind of sunshine in his body, and his gentle personality will remind people of the kind of kind old kindergarten teachers who always sing red cheeks to children.

"Another reason is that I'm really interested in you too. Egg of the Dusk, a person from another world, an ultramarine hero

"—Well, let's talk first."

Zhu Rong made no secret of his kindness.

It turned around slowly, and the cabin door that looked like sharp teeth slowly opened.

From a distance, it seems to be just a small door. If a photo were taken from Russell's angle, it would be a huge "H". And the gate is just a small dot in the center of the horizontal bar in the middle.

But when the "Tower of Babel" flew closer, Russell realized how spacious it was. So much so that at least ten "Towers of Babel" can be allowed to fly in a row horizontally.

And as Russell and Huachu flew into the cabin and slowed down, the lights inside were also turned on row by row.

The originally dark interior of the ship became brightly lit in an instant.

The Tower of Babel descended gradually and docked on the ground.

A row of stairs rose directly from the ground, just enough for Russell to walk down easily. After Russell and Huachu both walked to the ground, the row of stairs automatically submerged and disappeared.

The "Tower of Babel" without the operation of Russell and Hanachu turned around and drove to another place.

"don’t worry."

Zhu Rong's gentle voice rang directly in Russell's ears: "I'll drive it to charge, otherwise it may be difficult for you to go back.

"And it's not suitable for you to drive it when you are going to be active on land in the future. Isn't it?"

"Where are we going to meet?"

Russell raised his head and shouted in the empty hull.

His voice echoed, but there was no response. There's no one here, not even androids and robots.

At this moment, a huge wall next to Russell was undulating like water waves and gradually became transparent.

A middle-aged man in a dark red robe, with black hair and fiery eyes, and a pair of dragon horns emerged from it with a smile.

He even adjusted his angle in the camera, sideways his face like looking in a mirror to see if the beard on his face was clean.

He stretched out his index finger and scratched his face, making a slight scratching sound.

Then, Zhu Rong raised his head and looked at the "camera".

"If you want to see me, you can do it anywhere. Strictly speaking, the real 'I' is not on land, but in the core of Taoyuan Island. What you just saw from the outside is just my shell."

"Sensitive AI?"

Russell murmurs

Said: "The God of light of the Chu people, the **** of enlightenment who bestows fire on mortals, the fire in the south is the red emperor of the Zhurong clan."

"oh?"

Hearing this, Zhu Rong's eyes lit up: "Do you actually know my name? Although I know that you must come from a parallel world...but you should be from an even older era."

"That's right."

Russell sighed, feeling a little emotional for a moment: "I haven't heard the word 'Earth,' for a long time."

"Actually, if you want me to say, there is no need to strangle the history of the past like this."

Zhu Rong crossed his arms and said, "When people forget the history, they also forget the glory of the past. Without the heavy sense of culture, there will be no identity.

"Speaking of it, Russell. As an 'ancient man,' how do you view these 'future men'?"

"...Depraved, ignorant, absurd, insane."

Russell gave a bunch of negative words without hesitation.

But after a brief silence, he added softly: "But it wasn't that different from the time I lived in... actually.

"People are still rushing to live, quarreling over trivial things, jealous and hating over meaningless things. There are also people who sacrifice their lives for others, and do their best to prove the brilliance of life alive.

"Some people live just to live; some people die for something greater than life; and some people strive to live so that more people can live.

"We lived on the ground at that time, but it was no different from the society on the empty island today. At that time, I had nothing but nothing... Even if I wanted to help others, I could only donate here and there Money—a little donation may not be enough for my meal. Because if there is too much, I will feel distressed.”

At that time, I was just a mediocre mortal.

It's not so much that I have more than enough heart but not enough energy...it's better to say that I don't even dare to think about "more than heart".

"—I like this world."

Russell raised his head, and his voice became clear and bright: "Because it gave me the possibility—it gave such an ordinary me the possibility to change the world.

"Since the world has kissed me with love... I shall return with song."

"...It sounds like your original world has also been infected by the fantasy." The smile on Zhu Rong's face faded a little.

He sighed, and sighed in a low voice: "Sure enough, there are few worlds in this universe that have not been crawled by illusions."

"A completely clean world...does that mean an utopia where there is no hatred or jealousy?"

Russell asked: "Does UU Reading www.uukanshu.com really exist in such a world?"

"Yes."

Zhu Rong nodded: "Theoretically, if you are not infected by 'fantasy' at all, then the concept of 'self,' should not be born." Individuals, only using their own desires to intentionally hurt and destroy the continuation of 'groups' - not In order to allow oneself to obtain strong genetics, or more survival resources, but simply kill others... This is a special phenomenon that should not exist."

"...It sounds like living in the Garden of Eden without eating the fruit of wisdom."

"Ah, I know. It's Gabriel's myth, isn't it?"

Zhu Rong was a little surprised: "You are very knowledgeable—in the original world, were you a scholar who studied ancient mythology?"

Hearing this, Russell opened his eyes slightly.

Then he reacted immediately.

"... Your myths and legends, have they been lost?"