When AI intelligent people meet fierce gods

Shaking around, everything in front of my eyes is blurred.

Feng Qingtong struggled to open her eyes, and barely recognized the object in front of her. She was stunned for a long time before her numb brain began to turn slowly.

The group of them should have turned their consciousness into data, and then entered the virtual space of the network... Then, their eyes went dark, and then...

Recalling this point, Feng Qingtong shuddered violently, and immediately woke up from her drowsy consciousness.

He did not enter the virtual space of the network. During that period of vague memory, he clearly felt that he was separated from his companions, and his consciousness seemed to be trapped in a mottled place, separated from his body.

He was plotted against and has now been imprisoned.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingtong looked up, but saw that she was surrounded by smooth glass walls, the space was narrow and airtight, and there was no passage up, down, left, or right.

The mottled colors he felt when his consciousness was blurred were just some colors refracted by the sunlight above his head through the glass room.

At this time, the "glass room" he was in was constantly shaking up and down, and he was trapped in it, and it would inevitably bump along with it.

Looking out through the glass, you can see a few huge figures, like giants in the legend, standing upright, stepping heavily on the ground, and moving forward quickly.

The "glass room" where Feng Qingtong lived looked so small under the giant's palm, and was easily tied around the giant's waist, like an inconspicuous little bottle.

But soon he discovered that the "glass room" he was in was really just a small glass bottle.

And those "giants" who stand tall in his eyes are actually only the size of ordinary humans, but his own body has been shrunk and locked in a glass bottle, so everything looks very big.

He is indeed in the soul state now, so he can be stuffed into the bottle casually.

After all, it was the old Fenghuang who had lived for an unknown number of years. Feng Qingtong did not panic when she learned what had happened to her, but hibernated quietly, without attracting the attention of the enemy.

He quietly looked out, sizing up the people outside.

There are five people outside, wearing black clothes and black hats, and their uniforms are neat and uniform. They are definitely organized action personnel.

Four of them were carrying a pitch-black coffin, and the last one was carrying the glass bottle in which Feng Qingtong was imprisoned. The surrounding scenery was full of uninhabited hills and wild slopes, and the road under their feet was rugged. Obviously, they were walking on a remote mountain road. .

Feng Qingtong also noticed that when the coffin bearers walked through a steep turn, one of them raised his arm unintentionally, and the wide black sleeves slipped off. The exposed wrist was not the skin of ordinary people, but Has a silvery metallic sheen.

In an instant, Feng Qingtong clarified the identities of these people.

【Mechanical Seance Party】

An internationally renowned terrorist/organization, the core idea of ​​this organization is to hate and crowd out ordinary human beings, trying to make human beings evolve "greatly" through radical body modification.

Members of this organization have carried out many acts of kidnapping, illegal imprisonment, illegal human experimentation, trafficking of human organs, terrorist attacks and other acts abroad, and are the focus of governments of various countries.

In the past two years, under the constant search and arrest, the Mechanical Seance Party had to hide temporarily, but they did not expect that the tentacles of this organization's power would quietly penetrate into the territory of Huaguo.

Obviously, these people in front of them are new members of the organization's domestic development, and they are working for the Mechanical Seance Party.Although these people are the faces of Chinese people, they have been brainwashed by those radical ideas and obviously no longer belong to their compatriots.

Perhaps because they had just joined the Mechanical Seance Party, the discipline of these new believers was not strict. They kept talking to each other while walking, and completely forgot about Feng Qingtong who was locked in a bottle.

A young man who was responsible for carrying the coffin was complaining dissatisfiedly: "When will this broken mountain road be so big! Every time we go in and out, we are exhausted! Why do you want to set up the statue in such a broken place?"

Idol?

Feng Qingtong frowned even tighter, and her heart lifted accordingly.

According to his understanding, the Mechanic Seances are a group of radical scientific lunatics, and they will never set up any idols unless... unless they have helpers!

The Mechanical Seance Party has formed an alliance with a certain cult force in China!

Feng Qingtong looked out of the bottle with some worry, but found that there was a thick fog at some point, and it was a vast expanse of whiteness, except for the road under her feet, the rest could not be seen clearly, let alone remember the route when she came.

At this time, after hearing the complaint from the coffin bearer, the believer who was in charge of carrying the bottle was not happy, and replied coldly: "All of you have undergone high-tech transformation, and you have already been reborn! And those flesh and blood What is the point of walking this little way?”

The other coffin-bearer turned his head and said sarcastically, "You don't feel pain in your back when you stand and talk. After all, it's the four of us who are carrying this coffin. You only need to carry a broken bottle. No wonder talking is so easy!"

The coffin... Feng Qingtong shifted her gaze to the rather heavy ebony coffin.

He could feel that his body was in that coffin. If he could return to his body, everything would be easy. These mortals in front of him were no match at all.

It's a pity that the bottle that traps me is made of unknown material, and it actually cuts off the connection between my soul and body.

He also tried to break the bottle with the spirit of the soul just now, but all the spiritual power poured into it seemed to be absorbed by the bottle without any ripples appearing.

Feng Qingtong couldn't help becoming a little irritable in a difficult situation she had never encountered before.

The separation of his soul from his body means that he has fallen into a situation where he is treated like a knife and I am treated like a fish. He may be scattered and wiped out at any time. Is it possible that he has been wandering in the world for so long, and today is the time to capsize...

He closed his eyes anxiously, thinking about countermeasures in his heart, and unconsciously pressed his fingers on his temples, but suddenly felt a little uneven under his fingertips.

He froze for a moment, then suddenly remembered...

That is the digital code that Yi Qi engraved on everyone before entering the network virtual space!

Feng Qingtong was overjoyed for a moment, and repeatedly rubbed the column of numbers on her temples with her fingertips. Unknowingly, countless thoughts flashed through her mind, silently thinking about how to use this string of codes to get in touch with Yiqi.

At this moment, he heard the believer who was carrying the bottle with him taunting back unconvinced: "Every time you work, you will only cry tired. It seems that even if you guys have been reformed, it will be nothing more than a bunch of people in the end." It's a pile of broken copper and iron, but be conscious, go back to the furnace and rebuild...we're at the place!"

The believer's sarcasm was only halfway through, but suddenly fell silent.

The rest of the people were also quiet at the same time, and the surrounding atmosphere became solemn for a while.

Feng Qingtong followed the gazes of these people, but saw a vague figure gradually appearing from the end of the white mist, and slowly walked towards everyone.

The visitor was also dressed in black, with a black hood on his head, covering his face. Not even a single strand of hair was exposed from his whole body, so it was impossible to tell whether he was male or female, old or young.

But the newcomers obviously have a higher status than the few people in front of them, so the group of four who carried the coffin immediately approached them hospitablely, with a flattering expression on their faces: "This is the body that the organization wants, and I need to open the coffin for you." Would you like to take a look?"

The man in black turned his head, looked straight at the bottle tied around the waist of the last person, and made a low and hoarse voice under the hood: "No need!"

He raised his finger to the bottle: "Give me this bottle first."

Feng Qingtong's heart tightened in the bottle.

The person in charge of carrying the bottle couldn't help being startled, and said hesitantly: "But... Mr. Stirrich, the organization has ordered that only the body is needed. After the coffin is delivered, the bottle can be destroyed on the spot."

Feng Qingtong's heart almost reached her throat!

But the black-robed man kept staring at him, and his firm tone was unquestionable: "Just hand over the bottle to me, and you don't need to interfere with the rest. I will destroy him strictly according to the order of the organization."

Several believers looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, shrugged helplessly, untied the bottle and handed it to their superiors.

After all, he was from the Stirrich family, and he had always had a good relationship with the leadership, so it was not his turn to question it.

Of course, if something really goes wrong in the future, it is naturally not my turn to bear this responsibility.

Feng Qingtong, who was trapped in the bottle, was handed over to the man in black just like that.

The man in black lowered his head, and a hidden line of sight under the hood looked at the little soul in the bottle through the glass in front of him.

This person seems familiar... Feng Qingtong thought to herself.

Although the other party's face was covered by the hood, and even his voice was hoarse, there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

I must know him.

……

At the same moment, in real-world online forums, a new wave of discussion was taking place.

[Have you seen it just now?The new announcement just released by Mantou Live Streaming Company! 】

[I saw it!The contracted anchor of Mantou Company has received an invitation letter from the International Supernatural Contest——]

【Really?It is said that the International Supernatural Competition always has its eyes set above the top, and only invites top international players to participate. Who are they inviting this time? 】

【Who else?The one who just won the domestic live broadcast championship! 】

[Sure enough, it's the boss of "Approaching Science", my old lady's white-haired beauty!My wife's dream lover!I am going to participate in the international competition soon, I am really proud...]

[The comment above, don't be so busy being proud, that white hair hasn't agreed yet?Don't be too happy at that time. 】

[Okay, why don't you agree?If the host doesn't agree, why is the Mantou company rushing to release this news? 】

[Maybe people are afraid of losing face in international competitions, so they dare not agree!Or, the steamed bun company is in such a hurry to release this big news to cover up other scandals...]

[The brat above, you are just envious and jealous!After the previous domestic competitions, who else can doubt the strength of the white-haired boss?Why did the steamed bun company cover up the scandal well? Their company has always had a good reputation. Where did the scandal come from? Could it be that the chairman lost it? 】

【Where do I know this, why don't I just make a random guess...】

[I advise the above netizens to be kind, the Internet is not a place outside the law! 】

【…】

The comments on the Internet are still raging, and the discussion about the news of the International Supernatural Contest has never stopped.

However, Yi Qi sighed lightly, withdrew his consciousness from the Internet, and stopped paying attention to these news.

Fengzhu was sitting next to him, with a slender figure that seemed boneless, lazily leaning on the sofa, staring at him with dark golden eyes.

Seeing Yi Qi opened his eyes, Fengzhu immediately returned to his previous idle appearance, patting the back of the sofa with his palms, shouting childishly: "Recite poems, recite poems, recite poems, recite poems..."

Looking at the old bear child in front of him, Yi Qi couldn't help but sigh again: "I'll read it to you again after a while."

After the efforts of the two of them, all the patients who were asleep have been rescued, only Feng Qingtong is still missing, which is worrying.

Yi Qi politely declined Minister Li's gratitude, and instead of staying in the base, he quickly returned to his old house, trying to further clarify the existing clues, and quickly find Boss Feng, whose life and death are uncertain.

Since meeting again at Liming Hospital, Fengzhu also suddenly changed his temperament, no longer playing and disappearing as before, but sticking to his side like a dog skin plaster, and followed him back home.

Now, the two are sitting on the sofa in the living room on the second floor of the old house, with their backs facing the dim sunset outside the window.

No. 0 naturally went home with Yi Qi, and got into a fight with the wrong 250.It uses its status as a housekeeper to direct the always lazy sweeping robot around.

Now, every time 250 sees No. 0 floating around in the sky, his eyes will turn red, and he will sneer viciously with a mechatronic sound.

Then, No. 0 ruthlessly doubled its workload.

Because of the naive guys 250, 0 and Fengzhu, the house has been quite lively in recent days.

"Are you really planning to go to that international supernatural competition?" Right now, Feng Zhu was asking him in surprise, "This is clearly a trap."

Yi Qi pressed the center of his eyebrows: "Of course I know."

The venue of this year's International Supernatural Competition is abroad, and the main forces of the Mechanical Seance Party and the Stillich Family are also abroad.

So that invitation was no accident!

Feng Zhu raised Erlang's legs upright, with a half-smile expression on his face: "So, this time you want to participate in the competition, because you want to find clues about the phoenix that is in distress?"

He twitched the corners of his lips, and said displeasedly: "A phoenix in distress is not as good as a chicken, this little chick who doesn't live up to expectations... unexpectedly gets your favor!"

He always seems to find every opportunity to vent his jealousy.

Seeing that Yi Qi lowered his eyes and ignored him, Fengzhu gritted his teeth in displeasure, quietly moved to his side, and whispered: "Actually, I know there is a place in China that may have the clues you want .”

"Even if you can't find that little chick there, the contents inside shouldn't disappoint you..."

Yi Qi heard him talking about serious business, so he opened his eyes again and looked at him seriously.

But Fengzhu's painting style changed, and he patted the sofa excitedly again: "Recite poems, recite poems, recite poems..."

Yiqi: "..."

He couldn't do anything about this old brat who didn't have the right skills, and finally said slowly: "What poem do you want to hear me read?"

Let his wish come true this time!After all, I promised myself.

Hearing him let go, Fengzhu's eyes suddenly lit up, like burning candles, or melted golden honey.

He jumped off the sofa, came to the bookshelf next to him, took out a book with ease, rushed to Yiqi's side, opened one of the pages accurately, pointed to one of the poems, and urged: "I want to hear you read this book." One, Xiaoyi!"

The books on the bookshelf are all Yiqi's own additions according to his own preferences, and the book spread out in front of his eyes is "The Complete Works of Haizi's Poems".

Looking at the poem that Fengzhu excitedly pointed to, Yi Qi's eyes could not help but pause for a moment.

It belongs to the poem "Diary" written by the late poet Haizi.

The verses inside... He seemed to know why Feng Zhu wanted to hear him read this verse.

Looking at those golden eyes, Yi Qi's heart softened for a moment without knowing it, he opened his lips slightly, and his indifferent voice seemed to be tinged with warmth.

"...I am in Delingha tonight, and the night is shrouded."

"...this is a desolate city in the rain...

"...except those who pass and live..."

"...Tonight the highland barley belongs only to herself, everything is growing. Tonight I only have the beautiful Gobi, empty..."【Note】

The elegant and calm voice continued to sound, echoing in this small room.

In the end, when it came to the last line of the poem, which was also the line Feng Zhu wanted to hear the most, Yi Qi paused briefly.

The room became very quiet for a while, Fengzhu didn't rush, just watched him quietly.

Looking into Fengzhu's expectant eyes, he finally read slowly:

"...I don't care about humans tonight, I just want you."

The author has something to say:

[Note] The poems written in this chapter are excerpted from the "Diary" of the poet Haizi. The full text of the poem is as follows:

Sister, tonight I am in Delingha, the night is shrouded

Sister, I only have Gobi tonight

At the end of the grassland, my hands are empty

Can't hold a single teardrop in grief

Sister, I am in Delingha tonight

This is a desolate city in the rain

except those who pass and live

Delingha ┄ ┄ tonight

This is the only, the last, lyrical.

This is the only, the last, steppe.

i give stone back stone

let victory win

Tonight the highland barley belongs only to her

everything is growing

Tonight I only have the beautiful Gobi empty

Sister, I don't care about humans tonight, I just want you