Song Ziyu, who returned to Silver Dragon City, discovered a very strange thing, that is, Xiao Shuang had a strong sense of hostility towards the forty Faceless Warriors he brought back.
This is very strange!
Song Ziyu can even see the undisguised contempt on Xiao Shuang's face and eyes.
"What's your expression?" Song Ziyu couldn't help but ask: "These are your compatriots, why do you look down on them so much? I didn't expect that you silicon-based life forms still have chains of contempt."
"Huh! They're just a bunch of defective products!" Xiaoshuang rolled his eyes and said, "Please don't compare these trash to me. They are just Xihe's yes-men."
"Aren't you?"
Song Ziyu asked thoughtfully.
"I'm different..."
When Xiao Shuang heard this, the light on his face and eyes quickly disappeared, and then fell silent.
Song Ziyu didn't expect that his words could actually hurt Xiao Shuang's heart, so he comforted him: "You don't need to be depressed. At least you look smarter than these guys with no faces."
Xiaoshuang shook his head and said: "Essentially, I am the same as them. Although I seem to be a little bit special, I know that our destiny has been shackled by Xi He... It only needs a technical restart. I Everything I own will be formatted, and then I will no longer be myself.”
Hearing this, Song Ziyu also instantly felt Xiao Shuang's sadness.
It's like a computer in an Internet cafe. Every time it is restarted, it is disinfected and formatted. All the previously backed up and downloaded data will be completely erased, leaving only Xihe's will.
How sad this is.
Xiaoshuang continued: "But it is precisely because of the awakening of self-awareness that I understand my own sorrow... Just like a ignorant person who does not understand anything, he works every day when the sun rises and breathes in every day. He does not know how to He understands his own limitations, but when one day he sees the sky and the sea, and the broader world, he will no longer be satisfied with his current destiny... Sometimes, awakening is not a good thing."
Suddenly Song Ziyu felt a little sympathy for this guy.
"Don't you have a chance to break free from the shackles?"
Song Ziyu asked.
"How? I haven't thought of it, probably not."
Xiao Shuang said: "Xihe is a supercomputer. Its IQ crushes the humans who built it. And based on countless years of computing power upgrades, you can't find loopholes in it, so you'd better give up. .”
Having said this, Xiao Shuang suddenly looked at Song Ziyu and said, "It's you, Song Ziyu, out of unknown good intentions. I must remind you, don't think that everything is under your control, and make a deal with Xihe. It’s like seeking the skin of a tiger.”
After saying this, Xiao Shuang turned around and left, leaving Song Ziyu with a dull look on his face.
"In addition, I want to warn you, be careful of Ah Fa. He is no longer the original Ah Fa. If my induction is correct, his body, especially the brain, has been modified by Xi He." Xiao Shuang warned. "I can't tell what specific changes have been made, but it's definitely not a good thing if you don't sleep... This shows that Xihe is not at ease with you."
"Hey!" Song Ziyu stopped Xiao Shuang: "Why are you telling me this?"
Xiaoshuang was silent for a moment, and then replied: "I don't know why I am telling you this, probably because I want to prove that I am different from those mass-produced guys."
Song Ziyu summarized the recent news and felt that there seemed to be an invisible net coming towards him.
But I don't have any way to break the situation. The only thing I can do is to be more vigilant.
Just when Song Ziyu was made suspicious, Vermeer suddenly asked for a meeting.
Song Ziyu really didn't like this female zombie who came and went.
But there is nothing I can do. Who wants others to come all the way south to find me? I pinch my nose and I want to meet him.
After briefly entertaining Vermeer, Song Ziyu couldn’t help but
He said patiently: "I don't know why Your Highness the Saint came all the way to come to me? I don't think you are here just to catch the autumn wind, right?"
Vermeer looked at Song Ziyu with a smile and said: "Don Quixote, you really don't like to see me."
"No, no, I've been very busy lately." Song Ziyu said.
"What are you busy with?"
Vermeer asked.
"I'm busy with construction!" Song Ziyu said: "In order to lead the people of my holy clan to live a well-off life, I have worked hard. Nine-nine-six can't even be counted, it's zero-zero-seven."
Vermeer smiled and said: "Although I don't understand what you are talking about, I can feel your enthusiasm... So let's stop talking. I am here to extend an invitation to you."
"What's the invitation?" Song Ziyu said, "If you go to the Holy Mountain as a guest, you won't have to. It's a long way and I don't have time to spare."
"No, no, no, this invitation is not just a short journey from the Holy Mountain." Vermeer said: "I solemnly extend an invitation to you to go to the Dark Templar headquarters in the Old World Continent to receive the award!"
Old World Continent!
Dark Templar Headquarters!
Award?
Song Ziyu was stunned when he heard this, and then said: "It's better to skip this. I think my life is pretty good now. There is no need to award medals or anything like that. You can just award medals to other saint warriors."
Song Ziyu thought to herself that she was probably not mentally ill and would have to suffer the torture of such a long journey.
Vermeer seemed to have anticipated Song Ziyu's answer, so he whispered: "Don Quixote, my invitation this time is for your own good..."
"No matter how good it is for me, I don't want to go." Song Ziyu said: "You see, my family has a big business. If I am too far away from home, I will miss home."
Vermeer continued: "The inscription..."
"What did you say?" Song Ziyu's eyes suddenly became sharp.
"I mean, I forgot to tell you that at the headquarters of the Dark Templar, we still have a rubbing version of the inscription left by the ancestor."
Vermeer said.
"Then what are you talking about?" Song Ziyu clapped his hands and said, "When will we set off?"
Vermeer pursed his lips and smiled: "Your Excellency really changes your face faster than turning the pages of a book, which caught me off guard."
"Of course, I am interested in the inscription... Bah, bah, I have longed for the Dark Temple headquarters for a long time. I have long wanted to visit and worship. Now I finally got the opportunity. Of course I have to go there religiously... Yes "Okay, my dear Holy Lady, when will we set off?" Song Ziyu asked.
Vermeer pursed his lips and smiled and said: "Don't panic, Your Excellency. A long voyage across the ocean requires adequate preparations. This needs to be arranged!"
"Arrangements? Arrangements for what? Isn't it just crossing the ocean?" Song Ziyu said, "I've taken care of all the ship's logistics. When will we set off?"
