I, Unlimited Stream, European Emperor

but--

Also as the Ex-Machinas said, they have no reason to help them.

But at the same time--

Just like Su Mo's response, it doesn't matter if there is no reason for the Ex-Machinas. In order to survive, humans must obtain their power.

"I hope to get a response from your link body. At the price of [-] magic books of the elves, I only hope to get a possibility to talk to the creator of the Ex-Machinas."

The Trisolaran Ex-Machina fell silent, the red light in the pupil flickered, for a long time——

After a full 5 minutes, a total of 170 five-machine Machina appeared around Su Mo and Cory Hall. The first machine was a purple-haired man with a handsome appearance and cold facial features. Looking at Su Mo, he slowly opened his mouth and said:

"During the years when the Creator left, we have been looking for the answer that the Creator wanted. So far, we have had many hypotheses and conjectures, and we also need to be affirmed by the Creator."

"But the Creator is in a "pseudo-activation" situation that cannot be observed, and we cannot observe His existence, nor can we communicate with him. "

"Those who seek the power of the Creator, the Primordial Five Machines, ask you a final question, what is the possibility of you observing our Creator."

"I can't be sure, but I will do my best."

"[Answer] I can't accept the vague reason, please explain in more detail..."

The cold questioning voices continued to rise, and Su Mo couldn't help frowning, "I've already said it, and I can't explain it in detail, because I only have a theoretical possibility. And you have to seek this possibility Even if I say [-]% of the numerical value, can you believe it?"

"negative."

"Then, just trust me! Just trust me directly! Give me your trust unconditionally! Don't ask me any more reasons!"

The words were calm, but mixed with an almost forced sharpness, he took a step forward, carrying a strange toughness, "I can't provide data, nor can I provide any other useful calculations. I am applying for a transaction with you, Apply for that possibility, if you are willing, leave it to me, there has never been a formula in this world that is equal to realization."

"I never intended for you to take the risk of failure. Therefore, my transaction application from the very beginning was to exchange the magic book of the elves for the audio frequency band of the creator of the Machina. If you are willing to accept it, I believe it. I."

"If you don't want to accept it, then I'll leave right now!"

"Yes, or no, now, tell me your answers."

Every byte is mixed with irrational toughness. The man in front of him made the most humble request with the toughest posture. The Ex-Machina were silent, and they didn't change their expressions because of the man's toughness. A group of machines without a "heart" can't even understand what "anger" is.

However, the Ex-Machina was silent for a long time, and the leader of the Ex-Machina slowly opened his mouth and said:

"A senseless gamble, a need without logic."

"If every gamble has a certainty of winning, then it is not a gamble."

There was another long silence—

Su Mo's fists were clenched slowly. If he couldn't get the power of Fanlou, he would always be cannon fodder in front of the gods in this world.

There is no possibility of sheltering human beings alive to the end in this great war.

because--

The biggest disaster in this world is those gods who compete for the seat of the so-called "single god" and regard the whole world as a chessboard and a battlefield.

If you can't get the power to counter those gods.

The temporary prosperity of mankind is nothing but a flash in the pan.

He stared at the cold facial features of those Ex-Machinas, and his heart kept sinking. Even he was usually considered a master of eloquent speech, but faced with the pitfalls and contextual difficulties that he did not accept at all, Among the emotionally stimulating mechanical creatures, he is like a scholar meeting a soldier.

"A gamble with a probability of less than 1%..."

The purple-haired Ex-Machina murmured, "The incomprehensible reason for the gamble—"

"but."

"Although it was a reckless and reckless move, we have no better plan to awaken the Creator—"

At the moment when the purple-haired Ex-Machina's words fell into Su Mo's ears, this man who threatened the entire elves without losing the wind, and who could chat and laugh happily with phantasmagorias, seemed to be a little bit off. In one breath, he immediately let out an excited laugh mixed with panting.

"So, what's your answer?"

"The Linked Body is ordered and recognized uniformly. All members of the Ex-Machinas recognize you as the one who will carry out the will to welcome back the Creator."

"Willer, from this moment on, all members of the Ex-Machinas will fully assist you in completing this action until the mission is completed or fails completely."

ps: It's night again, it's dead, and in the afternoon they were dragged out again... People who have been holding back for more than two months are now crazy.

Chapter 1007: The original god is a young girl, old Two-dimensional.

"God, what exactly is it?"

"Why was it born?"

"What is the reason for birth?"

"What is the meaning of God's existence?"

Far away, the world was still in a period of chaos. The young primordial god raised questions again and again in the still-conceived universe. At that time, no other intellectual life could answer his doubts.

then--

Seemingly seeking an answer, the young Primordial God created five small cubes, which were integrated into the Primordial God’s imagination, and were given the corresponding affirmative abilities, observation, analysis, demonstration, correspondence, and overall planning——

but.

even so.