"The art exhibition is temporarily suspended. Please cooperate with the security personnel to assist citizens in evacuating!"
Jago Drusus gave orders to the crowd, his young face carrying the unique majesty of a superior. The park, which had been bustling before, was now filled with screams, and people were looking at the sky worriedly.
Thunderstorms are the worst weather in the Magnetic State, because thunderstorms can easily cause disturbances in magnetic lines. If you are unlucky, you will encounter magnetic turbulence that is hated by gods and ghosts. Any metal-related activities must cease at this time, and former technicians and tourists have evacuated at this time. People complained a lot. "The person in charge of weather forecasting should be fired." "Pick a day like this to hold an event." "It's a waste of my time!" "There's no chance of bonuses either..." "Nine out of ten completed!"
The electronic sound broadcast sounded like a show off in the crowd, and the K9 robot with skillful hands raised the chain mail made of metal fragments. Next to it are magnet artworks with complex structures. Those high-scoring projects composed of long nails, gravel, and screws are as dangerous as a grenade with the safety pin pulled out in the current environment!
"Stop that thing! Quick!" Horn's face turned pale in the crowd, and all the technicians looked as ugly as him. The colorful magnetic lines are as messy as a ball of wool that has been played by a cat. The six arms of the clever robot are still moving at high speed. What is exquisite in ordinary circumstances will only make the chaos of the magnetic lines worse in this sudden situation.
"The wireless control module has failed." The programmer of Y·C Industries pressed the controller hard, with sweat pouring down his green face. "It's actually a problem of abnormal weather! It has nothing to do with our company's technology..." "Is now the time to say this! Use manual control!" The president of Y·C Industry personally dragged the screaming programmer forward. But a piece of magnet art collapsed at this moment. The meteor hammer made of hundreds of iron nails exploded from the middle, and the iron nails that exploded penetrated the president's abdomen. "Guwa!" Yamamoto Carter fell seriously injured!
The robot was still faithfully executing the instructions, and no one thought that the never-error-making Heart of Steel would become a major threat. An artificially induced magnetic turbulence is about to occur, and not even the church fathers can do anything about it. They could easily defeat the robot, but they could not affect the manic environment.
At this time, a man equipped with an old prosthetic body walked against the flow of people and rushed towards the center of the magnetic turbulence. It's Horn! He used his old prosthetic body and technology to smooth out the magnetic field lines, like using a rusty pin to peel off the cocoons of a steel ball. This is undoubtedly a reckless act of overestimating one's capabilities, but Horn is not the only madman. "Stand back!" Dozens of former technicians ran out from the crowd and rushed to the scene with their professional ethics and courage.
Horn was not thinking about anything. He completed the work at hand with an almost detached and detached perspective, just like every time he entered the factory. Technicians need to be skillful in order to reduce the probability of errors as much as possible. But there is no one in this world who does not make mistakes. Even the most senior experts will make mistakes at unexpected times. Therefore, technicians must have a heart as cold as steel and use the calmest attitude to remedy mistakes. They must not be disturbed by their own emotions, because the person who made the mistake is likely to be you.
Lightning as thick as a pillar struck the lightning rod, and the lightning that tore through the sky illuminated the technicians who were so calm that they were almost numb. It also illuminated the frightened faces of the bystanders. There were long dragons swimming in the dark clouds, fighting endlessly with people. .
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"Countless angels were born in response to the arc of the heavenly wheel, running around the earth for the righteousness of the Supreme God. One of them is Remiel. Its body is as slender as a snake, and its head is as powerful as a wolf. Its name is the thunder of God. It carries the thunder of God. Sinful men dare not stand under the clouds, for the angels will rain down their judgment with divine thunder.”
Gongsun Ce stood alone in the thunderstorm, reciting verses from the holy book. His memory has always been very good. Before going to bed last night, he roughly read through the Catholic scriptures and now he can recite those scriptures written in ancient languages skillfully. Torrential rain fell from the clouds, and thousands of water droplets dyed the city on the ground into a turbid gray, but not a drop touched the young man's body.
"Try it." Gongsun Ce smiled, "Can you judge me?"
The thunder dragon named as an angel wanders in the clouds. His emotionless eyes contain the cruelty and caution of beasts, but there is no clarity that belongs to humans. Previously, it quickly turned into tens of thousands of thunder and lightning and scattered in all directions, relying on the elemental transformation
His body avoided the hand's spiral for a moment. At this moment, it condensed its body again, holding its head high and roaring filial piety.
The black clouds rapidly extended to the surroundings, eroding the world with the thoughts of angels. There is no Creation Declaration, and it is not similar to Creation, but it has a very similar performance to those of the strongest. Its power may not cover a whole country, but it is enough to bring the entire Xuanci State under the control of Thunder!
This is a conspiracy on the surface. Gongsun Ce needs to rely on Nirvana to neutralize the opponent's world. Without reincarnation, he cannot deal with a wide range of real battles. The enemy has put this bright card on the table, and what he wants to see is Nirvana or Dreamland. Gongsun Ce silently made a knife and put it against his throat.
"Tsk! I always feel like I'm going to lose if I fight like this. Even if I win, it's very humiliating." He suddenly smacked his tongue and spoke loudly, as if he was speaking to a third party who was not present, "So I decided not to pass it. Oh my god...let’s do something different!”
Gongsun Ce threw the knife high, and the white blade became extremely thin and long. In an instant, it turned into a throwing spear, intertwined with invisible power. Gongsun Ce picked up the throwing spear and threw it into the air. The spiral spear tore through the clouds and pointed towards Thunder Angel's dragon head! The Thunder Angel raised its head and roared, and its slender body turned into thunder again and dispersed, as if mocking the opponent's foolhardiness.
But the missed spear stopped in the air and continued to spin, like a long nail piercing the center of the clouds. Four more spiral lances were shot out at the same time, their roars intertwined in the thunderclouds, their power spinning and roaring. A dim black light lit up at the tip of the spiral spear. Five points of black light were connected to each other and turned into a stern cross across the sky. The expansion of the thundercloud world stopped for an instant!
Holy Cross Spiral Gun Prison. Improved by the skills taught by the Spear of Judgment, it belongs to Gongsun Ce's sealing technology!
"I'm busy with the work of the Guilty Spear, so I'll help you with the shooting." Gongsun Ce raised his fingers and said, "Come again."
The thunder that wandered in the clouds once again condensed into the shape of a dragon, and the Thunder Angel was angered by the restraints of the gun prison. Thousands of lightning bolts were ejected from its mouth, and each bolt of lightning disappeared instantly at the exit, and then turned into shurikens and shot out from incredible directions. The shuriken skills that Lei Ming once used were reproduced by Thunder Angel with superior power at this moment. Every strike is a magical skill that ninjas can't match.
Gongsun Ce finally moved, and his body appeared in front of Thunder Angel's head. His speed seemed to delete the time of action. The invisible shuriken attacks were all missed due to misjudgment, and turned into countless tiny lightning bolts in the air. Thunder Angel's killer move was already brewing before the thunder actually sounded. It perfectly seized the opportunity of Gongsun Ce's change of direction and unleashed the real killer move. Eight giant white-gold blades were slashed out from the depths of the thundercloud, and they slashed at the young man at the same time.
[In view of the general environment,
The electric blade is thinner than all materials, and the lightning strike is faster than the slash of any ordinary sword. Thunderbolt Iai: Sky-Breaking Blade, this is the slash that Ninja Thunder has been cultivating in the sheath for thirty years. He uses his own unwillingness and tenacity as the nourishment for the blade. The extremely fast and sharp slash will tear the clear sky apart once it is unsheathed. , smashing all obstacles into dust with indomitable vigor.
When Lei Ming was still a ninja, he tried his best with all his strength but was unable to fight with just one strike. Now, with just one strike from Thunder Angel, he unleashes eight attacks that are far beyond the limits of ninjas in the past. It is a divine punishment that transcends human power!
Gongsun Ce had no time to retreat, and he had no intention of retreating. There was an amorphous white substance tumbling in his hand, like a blazing fire. The flames spread into stars all over the sky, floating from bottom to top toward the Thunder Blade. Under the continuous blows, the eight air-breaking blades collapsed from the blades at the same time, just like long grass touching a spark, a prairie fire broke out in just a moment.
Secret Biography of Qin·Lighting a prairie fire. The ancestors of the Qin family in the past imperial capital sent out sparks to defeat hundreds of dead soldiers. Their offensive seemed slow, but its true meaning was as fast as a blazing fire. Gongsun Ce really learned few techniques from Qin Qianbai, one of which was the hidden weapon technique that the Qin clan in the imperial capital had honed for two thousand years. He replaced weapons with white matter, replaced arms with telekinesis, and let the burning sparks on the ground burn into the sky. Thunder Angel's sky-piercing blade was defeated, and its opponent had no fear of the wrath of the gods!
The Thunder Angel's actions paused for a moment, and it seemed to be frightened, shrinking like a beast before the powerful force. But the thundering heart that made it appear is still roaring filial piety, and his unwillingness and stubbornness
The strength has not really been cut yet. Then the angel, as slender as a snake, rose into the sky and sucked all the lightning that hit the earth into his mouth, like a giant drinking up a thunder pond. After rising to a very high altitude, it closed its eyes and lowered its head, then rushed down. The entire dragon body turned into a long sword, and it forged itself into the final air-breaking blade, using itself to make the final cut.
It was dark and dark over the Xuanci State. Suddenly, in the dark cloudy sky without a trace of light, a thunder light bloomed, as bright and dazzling as the rising flames.
Gongsun Ce did not speak. He assumed the posture of Professor Qin Qianbai, standing quietly in the air like a warrior about to go into battle. He looked at the Thunder Angel in the Sky-Breaking Blade and counted silently in his heart.
In Buddhist scriptures, time is described as a "snap of the fingers", a tiny movement that does not even last a moment. The Buddhist scriptures also say that a snap of the finger is sixty moments, and there are nine hundred births and deaths in one moment. Maybe Yan Qi or Qin Ming can capture the gap between birth and death, but now I can only count the moments. At this moment, he was counting the opportunity in his mind to take action, which was about three seconds. A pure white glove formed on his right hand, and the part covering his fingers was as sharp as an eagle's nails. Two moments. He spread his five fingers slightly, grasped it with one hand like a claw, and concentrated his strong intention on his fingertips.
At the last moment, Thunder Angel's blade touched his fluttering hair, and their eyes intersected in a straight line. Gongsun Ce exhaled, shouted, and struck out with a strike faster than lightning in an instant. The pure white eagle finger penetrated the thunder light and pierced the Thunder Angel's head!
The final air-breaking blade shattered from the tip, and Lei Ming's final slash was broken from the front by his enemy with great speed. Gongsun Ce raised his right arm upwards, and the energy body of Thunder Angel was captured by him with matter. The incredible blow was like an immortal fishing out a clear full moon from a well.
Secret Biography of Qin·The Moon in the Water.
The ancestors of the Qin family in the imperial capital said that the incorporeal enemy is like the bright moon in the water, which is elusive and out of reach. But the moon is reflected in the water and in the eyes of those who are thoughtful. As long as the heart is sincere and determined, the illusive moon can be touched with the fingers and the mind. Gongsun Ce did not have the realm that warriors achieved through hard training, but he had a mind that radiated spiritual light. Being able to communicate with the gods is not only a new ability, it also means that he can initially master and use his own mind. Now Gongsun Ce has condensed his persistence on his fingertips, and he recreates Qin's unique skills in his own way!
Time flew by in an instant, Gongsun Ce pulled out his hand and made a fist. The Thunder Angel's head exploded and its torso was torn apart, revealing the humanoid core deep inside that maintained the dragon's body. The thunderous eyes inside the dragon machine were as red as blood, and he had completely lost his rationality. The lingering thunder light lingered around him, and he was about to condense into a dragon body with the ninja as the core.
Gongsun Ce took out an extremely gorgeous golden cup from his pocket and waved it in front of the ninja's eyes.
"Hey, let's get something everyone likes."
"!"
Lei Ming's eyes were filled with greed, and that desire drove him to leave the broken Pinglong machine and leap towards Gongsun Ce. Gongsun Ce collected the Filthy Holy Grail and stopped Thunder in place.
The Thunder Angel, which had lost its core, exploded like fireworks. The dark clouds over Caishi City disappeared in an instant, leaving only unfinished rain in the mid-air.
"So careful." Gongsun Ce sighed, "Fortunately, time is on my side."
A blue light appeared at his feet, and most of the broken alloy armor flashed out from the flowers. Gongsun Ce made a white stool and sat down on the spot, looking at the ninja he had rescued at his feet.
"I'm 43 years old. I'm a middle-aged uncle. There's nothing wrong with being willful. But it's not fun to be controlled by a machine." Gongsun Ce said, "The ninjas on Zero Island will laugh when they hear this, right? Thunder=san His eagerness for quick success and quick gain turned him into a shell of a machine, and he was almost killed by his own equipment."
Lei Ming lay on the ground, breathless. It took him a while to recover from the strange state. His fingertips twitched, as if he wanted to raise his hand to the sky.
"...Thank you for showing mercy." After a long time, the ninja said. There was a mixture of satisfaction and shame in his eyes. "I never thought it would be so powerful... It almost caused a catastrophe. Please grant me death."
"I don't like killing people. If you don't die in the battle, just keep your life alive." Gongsun Ce shook his head, "What motivates you to be so eager for quick success? Have you met Qin Ming?"
"Heh..." Lei Ming let out a hoarse laugh, "As you said..."
Gongsun Cechao
Eyebrow: "Hey, hey, I just mentioned it casually, it's true!"
"I met the guest... I met the champion..." The ninja stared at the clear sky again, raindrops fell into his eyes and flowed from the corners of his eyes. "I saw the insurmountable limit and realized the fact that I would eventually be eliminated. "
"Majin=san, will there still be ninjas in a hundred years?" The ninja asked feebly, "The technology we have learned and inherited will eventually be surpassed and eliminated by newer and better technology. People who are bound by their own limits , sooner or later one day I will be left behind by the development of society. Where should I go after that? Where should I put my sword and my shuriken? "
Gongsun Ce stood up, converted the white chair into a wheelchair, and dragged the ninja to sit on it.
"Let's go down and have a look."
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"The blue line in Area G cannot be processed at the moment. Try using the Category 2 standard model."
"The purple line in Area I has been processed, and the processing in Area L will follow up." Horn said mechanically, "The red line in Area I is too complex."
"Using the Category B improvement of Example 34, adjust the arc to 37.8°." A strange man's voice came from behind him, "I am a senior technician from Slok Industry. Please follow my command."
Horn did as he was told, and the problem in Area L was finally resolved. He listened to the instructions of the man behind him and gave up the control step by step, allowing experts who were stronger than him to take over the control of the scene. "Alternate completion." He stepped back and recognized the man's identity. He has purple hair. That person is Babar Slok, the youngest expert in Slok Heavy Industry.
Horn was completely relieved as he watched employees from Slok Heavy Industries take over the control on behalf of the unemployed. He sat on the ground and witnessed the thunderstorm in the sky stop, the formed magnetic turbulence was calmed, and the skillful K9 robot was shut down... Only during this process did his human senses and emotions gradually return, and his clothes suddenly The child was soaked with sweat.
"What a loss of life..." Horn collapsed to the ground and whined weakly. Similar sighs came from around him, and the screams of the former technicians were as tragic as their dead parents. "What kind of fucking safety accident is this?" "The ball is definitely dead, just calculate the insurance money." "The saint and his holy mother... I will never do bullshit art in this life..."
Then, cheers and screams suddenly came from all directions, leaving the unemployed at a loss. Tourists who had evacuated the dangerous area dared to make a sound only at this time, and they responded to the call for the city heroes who saved the city from danger. They saw the approving eyes of the big bosses and the respectful looks on the faces of the people. It was an atmosphere they were once familiar with. Local people have always respected technicians because since the emergence of this profession, they have been on the front line of the fight against the environment as representatives of mankind.
"We still have to rely on experts!" "Sure enough, robots can't beat humans..." "The most important tasks still have to be left to humans!"
People's expectations and attitudes have almost turned 180 degrees, just as they did not long ago when they praised machinery and despised manual labor. At this moment, Horn didn't have any feeling of "successful revenge". He only felt that people's hearts were really fickle, like the sea, which could lift people up or knock them down.
The shut down K9 robot stood there blankly, the machine without energy saying a word. Miraculously, Horn felt no hatred towards it. It's just completing its mission, like most people.
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Away from the heights of the crowd, Jago Drusus drew back his two guns. He looked at the silver-haired woman next to him with confusion in his eyes.
"Excuse me, respected Dawn Knight." Jago asked, "Why did you specifically prevent me from helping?"
"I think people can solve problems by themselves, so there is no need for the intervention of supernatural forces." Alandia replied, "The teachings of the saints said..."
"You must be strong, smart, courageous and righteous. Because God's friends cannot always be by your side, the only one who can save you is yourself." Jago finished reciting the scripture fluently and shook his head with a smile. "As I get older, I like to worry about things...I always want to help people deal with everything. I will be scolded by the saints."
"It's not surprising. After all, you are also the head of the family. You can't help but think about it as an elder.
Test. "
"Hey, my kids are much more obedient than the Slocks."
They looked into the distance together. Gongsun Ce had just fallen from the sky. He pushed Lei Ming in a white wheelchair towards a corner of the park. Yamamoto Carter was lying on a stretcher, looking sluggish. He was injured in a previous operation, and church personnel had just treated his wounds.
"It shouldn't be like this." Yamamoto murmured to himself, "It's just a mistake...a coincidence under special circumstances...if it can be corrected in time...in another year, no, half a year, I will have a skillful hand that can adapt to thunderstorm weather. If research and development can be successful, then a fully automated society will be possible..."
Gongsun Ce walked closer, lowered his head and asked: "Yamamoto=san, can your company develop a robot that will not make mistakes?"
Yamamoto was stunned: "That's impossible, but the probability of robot error is extremely low..."
"Then when all jobs are replaced by robots, who will make up for the robots' mistakes?"
Yamamoto moved his lips like a fish offshore. He was speechless. Gongsun Ce pushed Silent Thunder forward, letting him see the technicians standing strong in the messy park.
"I don't know if there will be ninjas in a hundred years. I only know that there will still be people fighting in a hundred years." Gongsun Ce said, "Their skills will be more sophisticated than most warriors today. Better, but those better moves always come from learning and imitating previous techniques.
The predecessor of Liaoyuanhuo is a hidden weapon technique seen by the ancestors of the Qin family, and the predecessor of Shuiyue is a failed technique created by generations of Qin family. Those moves are out, but they're also here to stay, in something new. Perhaps a warrior a hundred years from now will be able to cut a sword faster than time. At that time, he will remember a ninja named Thunder a hundred years ago who wanted to cut through the sky with his katana. "
Lei Ming's body shook slightly. The ninja lowered his head and remained silent, but he looked much more relaxed than before, as if an invisible boulder had been lifted off his shoulders.
Gongsun Ce stopped talking and walked away alone. He walked out of the park and saw Qin Qianbai waving.
"Shigure Rei has been watching Beep before. I am protecting Kirara and Miss Airandia. Don't worry."
"Practical and reliable, Miss." Gongsun Ce pointed his thumb at himself, "Have you seen the results of my hard work in the past two months!"
The eldest lady touched his head and said, "I am concentrating on protecting everyone, and I am not distracted."
"why is it like this!"
"Not bad by Ace's standards."
"Yeah, I'm pretty awesome!"
The two of them disappeared into the crowd while talking and laughing. The citizens of Caishi City were discussing the commotion that had just occurred, the pros and cons of man and machine, and the strange phenomena in the thunderstorm, but no one knew that fighting in the thundercloud The person is walking beside him.
