Ember Gun

  Chapter 588 Unknown Person

   "So, that's probably all there is to it."

The old man finally said all this. He felt relaxed that he had never had before. Not only was the pressure in his heart released, but after so many years, there are still human beings living in the outside world, and they even have the ability to cross this one after another. The line of defense stood in front of him.

This is a complex emotion that is difficult to describe. Human history has been tortured and bumpy, but it still persists stubbornly, just like impurities in gold. No matter how fiery fires and repeated refinements are experienced, it still exists in it. .

Lorenzo and Watson both fell into silence. This time the real history slowly opened before their eyes. Although there were many gaps in it, probably because the old man’s memory was limited, it had almost completely recorded the disaster. development of.

   "By the way, I haven't asked you before, how is the outside world now?" the old man asked.

  "Very good. The distance between the railroad tracks and the waterway has shortened the world. Corresponding organizations have also emerged against demons, and these organizations are different from the Demon Hunters. They are all pure humans..."

  Lorenzo talked to the old man about what he had seen and heard from the outside world. His first retelling was somewhat reluctant, but Lorenzo gradually found a way.

  He thought of Merlin’s museum. The sun-shrouded room was full of weird things. I heard Eve said before that Merlin had stuffed some placenta into it, which made the museum’s weird index soar.

   However, although strange, as Lorenzo said before, the museum is the epitome of human civilization, where the crystallization and brilliance are located.

  He recalled those things, looked for the situation corresponding to reality, and talked about the present for the old man.

  The electronic eyes turned slightly. Although his face was covered by steel, Lorenzo could feel his joy, and the indicator light on his body flashed regularly.

   "In other words, you are now entering the industrial age, but the development is a bit crooked..."

  The old man thought about it. Without the intervention of the shelter, the human beings outside actually survived and developed a certain degree of industrial civilization, but this steam-driven civilization is a bit strange, reminding him of some fantasy novels.

   "Have you heard of oil?"

"Um?"

  Lorenzo thought for a while, tried to recall the word "oil", and another thing came to mind. He didn't know if it was what the old man was referring to.

   "We have something called antimony," Lorenzo said. "It's a black viscous liquid dug out from the ground. After treatment, it becomes a flammable and explosive liquid."

   "It sounds like this, by the way, what is that original sin armor?"

  The old man asked again, the barbaric growth of the outside world for so many years has become a civilization that the old man is completely unfamiliar with.

   "You can be understood as a... huge you."

"I?"

"Yes, a large combat robot, but due to material limitations, its main structure uses monster flesh and blood. This thing has a strong regeneration ability, coupled with the toughness of flesh and blood, and flesh and blood assists the power to drive, and it fights very fiercely. , It will have an erosive impact on drivers."

   "You fuse demons and machinery together?"

"uh-huh."

   "This sounds like... pretty punk,"

  The old man hesitated to speak but stopped.

He is now full of curiosity about the outside world, a new era that is completely free from the interference of the sanctuary and grows at will. He really wants to see the old Dunling in Lorenzo’s mouth, and only hopes that the water vapor will not let the water vapor there. His body is rusty.

  But this is just thinking about it. This is [Gap]. The old man in the real world has become a fragile brain tissue, and he has even lost the means to observe the outside world.

The pessimism lasted only for a short while. The old man was always a person who can entertain himself. He had a heated discussion with Lorenzo, and Lorenzo raised his question while laughing.

  "The outside world has also encountered this problem. We are here this time hoping to find a solution that can solve the population restriction."

  Lorenzo looked at the old man expectantly. He has experienced so much and paid so much to get the so-called hope from him.

  "Now that human civilization is booming, the population is growing, and the red line has been once again. For this reason, the country builders are about to start a new round of restart...I hope to find a way to break the red line here."

  Lorenzo's voice seemed a bit difficult. In fact, when he asked this question, he already knew the answer, but he couldn't help but want to ask, and he didn't want to give up like this.

"Feel sorry."

  The old man was silent for a long time, he shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly.

   "If I really have a way, then multiple restarts will not fail, right?"

The electronic eye looked around. In an instant, the bustling shelter in the [Gap] began to collapse, the containers on the well wall broke one by one, the liquid poured into the darkness below, the metal surface was corroded, and the lights went out one by one. Finally fell into the dim run-down.

  "In order to make all equipment and buildings under the package of forbidden alloy, we have made many trade-offs. As a result, although a near-eternal standby can be carried out here, it is only a near-permanent mark.

There used to be an automated factory, a cyclic life support system, an independent research institute, and a large residential area...It can be said that this is a war fortress that can operate completely autonomously, but under the ravages of time and failure after failure, all of this Collapse and die. "

  The old man said sadly.

"If you are hundreds of years in advance, I may be able to provide you with some advanced knowledge, but the reactor has been extinguished for many years, and the backup power supply is almost exhausted. The database has been locked for a longer period of time. Enter Low power consumption state... Actually, even if you get this knowledge, you still need a certain amount of time to transcribe, after all, there is no hard disk or the like in the outside world, right."

  The old man was talking about words that Lorenzo could not understand, but from the meaning of the sentence, it should be an object carrying data.

"Not to mention that many technologies have been contaminated by the unspeakable. Once the ban is lifted, it will deepen the connection with it. If the ban is not lifted... Just like you are making a weapon, the crafting process is missing a link, thus making The whole system collapsed."

  He told of the difficulties and limitations of this series. It is already a good performance that human beings can achieve this degree under these constraints.

   "It's a pity that I can't give you anything except the history in my mind."

  The words plunged Lorenzo and Watson into darkness.

  There is all the truth here, but the truth is only the truth, nothing can be changed.

   Hearing the affirmation of the old man, Lorenzo felt his mind trembled slightly, as if he was about to collapse completely.

   "The result... or nothing can be changed?"

  Lorenzo’s pupils were bloodshot, and countless pictures were superimposed in front of him. They were intertwined with each other to outline a crazy figure.

  The silver armor that bound him shattered one by one, and deep darkness and babblings gushed out from the cracks.

Pioneer...or Roger Cruz, in these long years, he has been corrupted by the unspeakable, and now he will start the war again, awaken the unspeakable, and enable all mankind to complete this great sublimation, This ends this meaningless living.

  "This is not just a restart, it will also be the last restart."

Watson slowly said to the side, she and Lorenzo looked at each other and saw the panic in each other's eyes.

   "If Roger Cruz is not stopped, it is not just the humans who died because of the war."

   Lorenzo whispered, but Roger was too strong. Above the surface, Lorenzo had no resistance to his power, and it seemed that only Adren could contend with him.

But the problem is that Adren is also an uncontrollable factor. This guy, like Roger, entered the Well of Sublimation at the same time and had contact with the Unspeakable. The only difference between the two is probably Ai Due to the long sleep, Deren didn't completely fall into madness, but who can guarantee that he will stay rational?

"The good news is that someone can help us beat Roger Cruz. The bad news is that they may lose both, or they may only survive one. I hope Adren survives," Lorenzo analyzed. He felt terrible. "But if you kill Roger, will Adren become the next him? Even if they have not waited for a victory or defeat, they will all be dragged into madness by the unspeakable Is it?"

   clenched his fist, Lorenzo hated this feeling, the feeling that the initiative was all in the opponent's hands.

  "We can take a bet, who wins." The old man made an untimely joke.

  "Do you want to open a bet?"

  Lorenzo actually took his words. Mr. Holmos has been in casinos for several years. He has always won more and lost less. He is very confident.

   "I bet Adlon to win anyway."

  The old man didn't give Lorenzo any face.

  The two fell into silence together, and the joking atmosphere was replaced by a grim killing. This time they were serious.

  "What would you do?" the old man asked.

   "Both of them are unstable factors, I will choose to kill them all." Lorenzo answered without hesitation.

  Lorenzo was also from the Demon Hunting Order. He understood Adren’s decision very well, and he was the same as Adren, he would make the same choice.

  Severe everything and erase all potential crises.

   "But you can't beat them." The old man said.

   "So I'm thinking of a way! You can't get power here, you can't wait for death, right."

  Lorenzo's tone was a little irritable, but the old man let out bursts of laughter.

   "Look, haven't you reached a dead end yet?"

  The old man said with satisfaction.

"Since Adron arrived here, I have been reflecting on why I tried so hard, but only failed in exchange for it. But a random charity made these monkey-like believers really shape new things. Civilization."

  Lorenzo stopped thinking, he looked at the old man and listened to his next words.

   "Probably the times have changed."

   "The times have changed?"

  Lorenzo thinks this reason is a bit weird.

   "Yes, no matter what kind of person he is, he will be limited by his own time. Few people can break through it, and it seems that I can't do it at the moment."

  He stared at Lorenzo, hopeful in his heart.

  "Humans' choices should be made by humans, not me. I am just a ghost that has survived from the old age to the present.

  Look, even without the intervention of the shelter, don’t you develop very well? I don't need to be too stubborn anymore. "

  The old man sighed, and he could see the pale mist all over the glass shell of his head.

   "I don't know if I should do this or not, but it has already reached this point. I don't think it is necessary to keep this thing." The old man said again.

   "I don't have the power to give you the power to defeat powerful enemies, but there is still a weapon left here. As for how to use it, it's up to you."

"what?"

"A mechanism used to complete the complete self-enclosure. When the last guardian dies, the human fire is extinguished. Then it is time to make all of this history. It is a'mechanism' for preserving history. We call it Make'amber'.

  At that time, the entire shelter will be completely isolated by antimemetics, remain absolutely closed, be absolutely forgotten, and complete the self [exile]. "

"and then?"

   "There is no more. We are like a tomb buried deep in the ground. This mechanism just prevents the tomb from being disturbed by some weird things and turns into an exquisite specimen."

  The old man raised his head again, and looked at the sanctuary that was completely engraved into his soul.

  "This beautiful ruin will be forgotten forever, but it will also last forever."

   "And now I will make a decision, I will close this mechanism, the price is that this place will be more dilapidated, and even one day will be completely annihilated by the years, but this will be exchanged for a chance, a chance for victory."

   "What is that thing?"

  "An antimemetic weapon, called the weapon of the [End Yan Echo]."

Lorenzo’s heartbeat accelerated a lot in an instant. He had heard of this weapon. In the mouths of the old man and Roger, they had repeatedly mentioned this weapon. It was an antimemetic weapon, and it was hard to describe. Who made it fall asleep.

"According to the battle conditions at the time, this weapon should also be put into Fort No. 13. We always felt that if there were more [Final Echoes], maybe we could completely understand the concept level. Completely [exile] the unspeakable, instead of just letting it fall into long sleep.

But unfortunately this weapon has some defects. I don’t know what exactly it is. I’m not an expert in this area, but from the words of other old guys, it should be lack of delivery methods, that is to say. One weapon lacks a launcher. "

  The old man knocked his head vigorously, shaking the brain tissue in the glass container.

   "Sorry, I can't remember why this thing needs a transmitter. In short, this thing is flawed, so it was placed here and became an amber mechanism."

   "Where is it?"

   Lorenzo asked anxiously, now with the slightest hope that he would grasp it hard.

   "It's right underneath, with some other things."

  The old man pointed to the bottom of this huge columnar space.

  Lorenzo looked at the darkness below, extremely deep and hard to reach.

   "Don't worry, there are elevators, but I don't know if it's broken or not, but I think it should still work." The old man patted Lorenzo on the shoulder, reassuring him.

  "What are those ‘other things’?" Lorenzo asked. He didn’t think it was a simple thing that could be put together with [Final Echo].

"a mistake."

  The old man suddenly became serious.

"I don't know what it is, I only know that it was placed in the same room as [End Yan Echo], or... it was [End Yan Echo] being placed with it," the old man continued. "My memory is blank for it, the only memory is telling me that something is an'error', something that shouldn't exist."

  He shuddered and couldn't help thinking.

   "Maybe the amber mechanism is not to preserve this place, but to destroy ‘it’?"

  The old man's eyes swept between Lorenzo and Watson, and he asked.

   "You should still have some questions, right?"

   "Hmm..." Lorenzo nodded after thinking about it, and he asked without shy.

  "Everything should have a source, and the story you tell does not mention the source, why...why would human beings sublimate?

  No...why did human beings sublimate to such a mighty force? "

  Lorenzo can’t understand why human beings sublimate? The old man did not give such an answer, and it seems that he has no chance to know this answer. After all, all this has passed for too long, and the world of cognition has been completely different for a long time.

  The old man shook his head, he said.

"I have no idea."

  This is the truth, the old man did not lie.

  "I have lived too long, and the human body has its limits. Even if I optimize myself only with brain tissue, the brain tissue will age."

  Listening to his words, Lorenzo felt a little sad.

"In order to remember these histories, I not only optimized my body, but also my memory. I can't remember the appearance of my wife, nor my parents... The same is true of my friends, I even remember them. Can't hold my name.

  Even saying that I am not a person anymore, I am just a tool, a record ‘tool’. "

  The old man waved his hand, he said.

"Unfortunately, these questions of yours are not within the scope of my record...but don't be too disappointed. I guess'it' will give you the answer. I don't know what'it' is, but my instinct tells me this way. , On this question, it will give you the answer."

   "By the way, there are some interesting mechanisms about "It" and [Final Echo] that you need to know. After all, this involves antimeme..."

The old man talked about it again. If his humor was not too humorous, his mechanically cold electronic sound really looked like a machine. During the listening process, Lorenzo began to suspect that the old man would It's not really dead, and only a still running machine is communicating with me.

  The machine produces a [gap]? Is the soul imprisoned in steel? This sounds weird.

  A rift opened from the shelter, Watson opened the way to leave, where they had already obtained enough information.

   "So...what's your name? I want to record all this, maybe there will be unlucky people knocking on my door in the future?"

  The old man asked Lorenzo and Watson, his gaze first turned to Watson.

Watson hesitated, and finally smiled reluctantly, and shook his head at the old man. Seeing that the old man didn't ask for anything, he immediately looked at Lorenzo.

   "Lorenzo Holmos... Actually you can add a prefix, such as the great Lorenzo Holmos."

  Lorenzo said bad things. In Watson's opinion, he and the old man were a good match, and the personalities of the two men were a little bit twisted.

   "Oh, really narcissistic, this is too shameless."

  The old man hooked his shoulders, and Lorenzo responded with a grin.

"Yeah yeah."

  "To deal with young people like you, I usually use my cold cutting blade with overpressure fluid!"

"what is that?"

  "Wait, let me adjust it. I remember I haven't taken this thing down yet at this time."

Watson stood by the fissure, waiting for Lorenzo to end the conversation, but he actually played with the old man. They lowered their heads not knowing what they were studying, and then only heard a sharp sound.

  A twisted streamer flashed, and a shallow gully was plowed on the ground in an instant, probably because the machine had not enough waste liquid, it stopped after ploughing a few centimeters.

  After a brief calm, Lorenzo and the old man screamed together.

   "Oh oh oh! This is so handsome!"

  Watson felt a headache. Looking at the two guys dancing like monkeys, she began to think about why someone would give such an important duty to such a neurotic.

  At the end, the happy time is over.

  Lorenzo and Watson stood by the rift, bowing and biding farewell to the last nameless keeper.

The Secret Guard did not speak, but Lorenzo could feel that he was very reluctant and terrified. This short ten minutes was probably the only light he had in hundreds of years, and Lorenzo left. Later, he will continue this hundred years of loneliness until the next visitor, or the end of his life.

   "It's okay, I have bid farewell to too many people in my long life, I'm used to it."

  The Secret Guardian is the same as before, as if he could guess what Lorenzo was thinking.

  Lorenzo said no more. He turned his head and was about to step into the rift with Watson, leaving the [Gap] of the Secret Guardian, but he heard the shouts behind him.

   "Lorenzo!"

   "Lorenzo Holmos!"

  The Secret Guardian looked at Lorenzo, and he said loudly.

   "As I said, I'm not a brave person. Instead of performing my duties, I'd rather say that I've been hiding in the shelter, avoiding these things.

   But very happy, my escape is waiting for you to come. "

  He seems to be smiling.

   "This time, I bet you win."

  (End of this chapter)