Mythological origins

Bai Mo didn't care too much about the little tricks in the minds of these reincarnations. He only wanted to search the entire main temple and find the hidden Kamikaze.

"Charge!!!"

Just as Bai Mo was moving forward, a space door suddenly appeared not far away. One after another, black shadows followed the voice of a certain command and rushed towards him.

"XT-489?"

Bai Mo took a casual look and recognized the identities of these black shadows.

They are one of the most widely used liquid metal robot models in the White Land.

From combat to engineering, to daily housework, XT-489 is indispensable everywhere. The ever-changing liquid body allows them to adapt to countless work scenarios without being limited to a specific task.

I am afraid that more than 20% of the Saints on the White Land grew up under the meticulous care of XT-489s. They are an extremely important part of this society. Hundreds of millions of XT-489s support the operation of the entire society.

Facing Bai Mo's long hair that was as sharp as a knife, the XT-489s chose to split their bodies to avoid it.

Whenever Bai Mo's hair approached, the liquid robot would actively disconnect the link at the corresponding position, allowing the hair to pass through the hole in the middle.

This is also their standard routine for dealing with physical attacks - when they gather together, they are a ball of fire, and when they disperse, they are stars in the sky.

No matter how strong the fist is, if it can't hit, it's nothing.

...

"Bang!"

A loud noise suddenly came from the flat ground, and a robot in the front row took a step forward.

A shallow pit was stepped on the ground, and it became dusty for a while.

The huge reaction force turned into a powerful thrust, twisting the entire liquid metal robot into a pile, and it rushed towards Bai Mo with gusts of wind.

They have a body that can be deformed at will, and their action mode is naturally different from that of normal humanoid robots.

In the whistling wind, two metal spikes quietly stretched out, ready to burst out a fatal sneak attack at any time.

However, this little trick was like a child's play in Bai Mo's eyes.

He stretched out his right hand.

A handful.

Grab!

Instantly.

Refined!

An XT-489 quietly changed its enemy in half a breath.

"Ahhhhhh!!! Don't touch her with your dirty hands!!!"

When Bai Mo took action and personally refined an XT-489, there seemed to be some broken loser wails somewhere in the void.

"... Another one who treats robots as his wife..." Bai Mo didn't even need to ask, he had already judged what happened from the howling of the lost love.

He has seen too much over the years.

There are so many guys in the White Land who will like these robots that have lived with them since childhood, and some of them will even develop some kind of twisted feelings.

Bai Mo put his right hand on the shoulder of this XT-489, letting it flash forward like his dance partner while dodging the attacks of many reincarnations.

Of course, he had no interest in bragging to others in person. Bai Mo was just reading the memory of this XT-489.

Each XT-489 will record all the log information from its birth to the present. This information will be engraved in their bodies like DNA.

Unless the entire robot is destroyed, the log information can be preserved for at least tens of thousands of years...

"Two hundred and thirty years ago, the system suddenly disappeared overnight. The White Earth, which lost its backbone, instantly fell into pieces. The Tiansuo World, which was originally at war, took the opportunity to unite dozens of space-level worlds to launch a counterattack..."

Bai Mo used the memory of this XT-489 to "see" the hundreds of years of history of his "death" in the parallel world.

Thanks to the fact that the White Earth never engages in information reading permission stratification, even if the XT-489 is just a service robot, it can still obtain a lot of information.

...

Just as Bai Mo himself guessed, when he disappeared from this world with the three corpses he had cut out, the first person to face the biggest trouble was the Saint Walker on the White Earth.

This is a society that is completely dominated by the "system" and has always been despised by some people in the empire as "system slavery". The birth, aging, illness and death of each member are accompanied by the system, and the tasks issued by the system dominate everyone's actions.

Everything that each member needs in life can only be obtained by completing the system's tasks. There is no exploitation, no rentiers, and no way to obtain currency through rent and dividends. All excess means of production are under the management of the system.

When the system is operating normally, this social mechanism has been operating normally, but when the system suddenly disappears, everything collapses in an instant.

Because there is no system for issuing tasks, everyone doesn't know how to live at all!

From birth to death, many generations have not left the guidance of the system. The route planned by the system is always excellent. As long as they follow the arrangement of the system, everyone can continue to make progress.

After the system disappears, some people continue their original production, life and work according to the inertia of the past, but not everyone has the same idea.

The production order of society depends on the good cooperation of everyone. If only you work on one process and others don't come, it is still ineffective production.

That feeling is like when the brain declares death, the organs of the body begin to collapse and decompose, and quickly stride towards a corpse.

But people are not cells after all, and life will always find a way out.

After the brief social collapse, the Saint Linxing was forced to quickly form a new order under the pressure of the invasion of the Tiansuo World.

And this order is also the simplest jungle order - the strong are respected.

There are also strong and weak Saint Linxing. In the past, everyone belonged to a system command to achieve the greatest degree of equality.

Now equality is thrown aside, and everything is mainly to fight against the Tiansuo World.

This is a super world with strong people above the eighth level. In the past, relying on the blessing of the system, the Saint Linxing almost one-sidedly suppressed the opponent, but after the system disappeared overnight, the offensive and defensive momentum reversed, and the battle situation reversed.

Because the system is not only the production core, but also the command core. Without the system, no one can command others. Without the command system, it is a mess.

…

“Am I wrong?” Scenes of the collapse of the Saint Lin Xing Society flashed before his eyes, and such a voice emerged from the depths of Bai Mo’s mind.

Accompanied by countless revolving pictures, this voice, which was exactly the same as Bai Mo’s, repeated the same question again and again.

PS: I’m very sorry, because I contracted dengue fever and stayed in the hospital for a long time, I have not been able to update. (End of this chapter)