National Juggernaut

Chapter 339 Core Secrets
"This damned mysticism, really didn't say anything until the last moment."

Finally, after really encountering the fabled third round, or at least the fourth round (counted as a knockout round) requested by a certain mayor, Zheng Licai understood everything about the overall layout of the digital city, but it came so suddenly that he couldn't understand it at all. Not the slightest preparation.

This is the world of the Prophet, the only strategic weapon in the legendary Digital City, the virtual world simulated by the brain power of the "calculator".

But soon, he realized that something was wrong, and this didn't seem to be the prophet's usual style.

The world simulated by the Prophet before was all small and medium-sized battlefields and ruins. There were no NPCs in the wild, and the world was far less real and huge than it is now. Everyone here has a complete thinking habit and personality, and no matter how you ask, you will have a unique answer. .

This kind of simulation has surpassed the limit shown by the prophet before, and it is almost a completely real different world.

Zheng Li couldn't even find the slightest flaw of "unreality". The only thing that can insist that this is not the real world is the reality that Pingning City has been destroyed, and the previous prompt box with a little explanation.

【. Live.This is the memory of the city, the last moment when countless survivors regretted their lives, and soon, you will experience that period of history again.】

Zheng Li couldn't understand why it was so troublesome and how much resources and computing power it would consume.

Moreover, such a complete simulation of a large-scale world, is this really what the Prophet can do?Just because he doesn't understand doesn't mean no one can understand.

At this time, in a certain corner of the huge city, an old acquaintance with glasses, Shen Yesheng, the head of Lvpine Thunder Dragon, was looking at everything in front of him with a face full of fanaticism.

"Sure enough, it's the 'dream', the dream of the beginning! It's the deepest secret of the great city of mankind! We can get the secret of the great city here, praise our lord!"

The "fanatics" with infinite eyes look at the world in front of them with fanaticism. This is a dream made by countless souls. It is the cradle of the birth of the spirit of the big city, the origin of everything, and the end of everything.

This matter is a bit too old to talk about, and it is full of black history and legends that cannot be detailed.

The Prophet is an old version of the big city. There are too many secrets in its birth, but time is advancing, and there are destined to be many facts that cannot be hidden and past events that are known to the world.

It is not a powerful consciousness, but a combination of countless mortal consciousnesses, an old version of "artificial god".

Before the new big city and the four-spirit system are identified as the core technology of human beings, human beings have to face higher-dimensional gods and can only forcibly upgrade their own souls. Since the quality is not enough, then, naturally, they can only use quantity to make up for it. .

But the soul cannot gather its power just by being together. The specific operation, how to use, and how to link. It is the result of people's scrutiny, research and even painstaking efforts.

Looking at it now, even if we only look at the Dao, there are mainly two paths, two completely different paths of multi-consciousness combination.

One is the path of assembly similar to mythology. We are all a part of a certain concept, a certain mythical creature, a part, connected by mutual spiritual energy and mutual resonance, and jointly construct a complete high-dimensional existence.

The other way is the "ancient version" that has been eliminated.

Most of the secrets are still hidden in the water, but what can be seen is that the "calculators" are generally mentally numb and overly rational, as well as the rigid personalities of digital people one after another.

So, can it be seen that all benchmark units and computing power providers need to be a template, and all water chestnuts and ego must be smoothed to achieve a complete accumulation. Many senior sword masters have similar judgments and guesses about it. If everything It is all true, it is indeed a technology that destroys humanity and deserves to be eliminated.

Judging from the fact that Digital City is far worse than other big cities, it seems that the cumulative effect is not as good as the latest big city technology, and outdated technology is not of much value.

"As long as we obtain the mystery of the Prophet, we can trace back and deduce the core technology of the four spirits! This is the only sample of the four spirits' technology!"

In some corners of the city, the hidden believers of the Four Gods finally became active.

This is the root cause of certain existences, regardless of cost and loss, but also to invest in it.

Indeed, the technology of Digital City has long been outdated, and its mysteries are not important. But it is a product of the same period as Siling, and it is a living sample of the oldest man-made god technology!
Not interested in Digital City?Are you still not interested in Four Spirits?This once-in-a-thousand-year opportunity made the four gods come to a rare collective dispatch, and also made the six cities in the central region set up traps in advance, preparing to clean up these cultists.

The two sides knew each other, one side dug a pit, and the other party sent people to jump into the pit collectively. These are all obvious signs that cannot be concealed, but this oldest sample has one and only one time, so it is not afraid that they will not jump.

That's why some people said before that believers of the Four Gods are probably the ones who most look forward to a smooth war.

Turning off the warning notice board, Zheng Li fell into deep thought.

The opponent this time is not just the upcoming "doomsday crisis" itself, the cultists around him will jump out at all costs and bring the secret to their master.

"Fuck, play the spy war while playing the doomsday war? What kind of hell difficulty is this?"

The specific matter, the announcement-like prompt board did not say too clearly. It also cannot determine how many cultists there are among the surviving Chapter Masters.

It just tells regiment leaders like Zheng Li that your regiment members will come soon, and when the time comes, lead them to complete their survival goals. The longer you live, the better the rewards. This is a rare opportunity in thousands of years, and it is your legend The "benefits".

As for how the city was born?Was the consciousness of the autumn festival weakened by the civil strife also drawn into this world?What's next?What exactly was the prophet planning to do?
Too much puzzlement, Zheng Li asked, but only a stiff and numb answer.

[If you live, you will get everything. 】

The matter is already very clear, everything is here, you can get it if you have the ability.

By the way, looking at the accumulative number of military exploits on the promotion frame, Zheng Li understood somewhat, and it still gave reminders. Survival time actually gave honorary military exploits!
This means that the longer you survive, the more you contribute on the battlefield?To exist on this battlefield is to attack the autumn festival?
Finally, Zheng Li made a necessary inquiry.

"At least, tell us when the disaster begins."

[The moment of the end has already begun. 】

Looking at the beautiful and peaceful world around him, Zheng Li was terrified. Before he was about to ask something, the prompt box completely disappeared into the air.

The surroundings were still full of people's voices, and there were men and women who were relaxing shopping on weekends, listening to fast-paced electronic music and smelling the aroma of various snacks, but Zheng Li's heart was cold.

The next moment, when the familiar shadow of the Yinghuo cart suddenly appeared on the opposite side of the street, causing passers-by to exclamate and point their fingers, Zheng Li breathed a sigh of relief.

At least, I'm not alone.

"Damn it, I don't even know what to say."

(End of this chapter)