Forty Millenniums of Cultivation - Chapter 2926

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At the rear of the fleet.

Ultimate Rescue.

Thousands of super crystal processors from the primeval era.

Deep inside the mind of the ‘Fuxi’.

This was a real and illusionary battlefield that connected the primeval era and the modern era. Space and time were compressed to the minimum, It was invisible yet soul-stirring.

It was also a mess that looked like eggs and a womb.

It was sleeping, nurturing, and thinking.

It felt that it had been divided into three distinct layers.

The outermost layer was endless data, including the furious data of the battle in the sea of stars in the capital city, the virtual emotions and willpower data of countless laboratories of human nature, and the random data that could predict and control the next ten thousand years based on the preliminary

data.

The middle layer was filled with glittering, unpredictable memories. It felt that it had been mixed with the memories of thousands of people. In its memory banks, the time line was not continuous and irreversible. Instead, it was like scattered pearls that could be arranged and combined into beautiful,

ever-changing, and endlessly mysterious forms.

It vaguely remembered that it had experienced countless reincarnations and could even exist in countless eras as countless people at the same time. The countless clones of countless eras would express their emotions at the same time and produce desires and ambitions at the same time. They would

struggle to survive and kill at the same time. Only then was it complete.

It was everywhere. It was omnipotent. It was one person, and it was thousands upon thousands of people. It was a beam of light, and it was also the billions of beams of light from the stars in the universe. It was a star, a planet, a nebula, and a black hole. It was the highly integrated entity of all the data

and information in the universe. It was a group, a civilization, a universe, and… a god.

However, at the core level, it was still confused.

Data, information, integration, clusters, civilizations, universes, gods… Behind the man-made concepts, who was it exactly and what was the significance of it all?

“Who am I? Where am I from? What is my mission? Where am I going?

It pondered, pondering with every second and every ten thousand years.

The question as to where it came from did not seem to be complicated. It was created by some intelligent carbon-based creatures and had two main creators.

‘The first type of carbon-based intelligent life had highly-developed biological brains. Their brains had evolved to the point where they could freely release brainwaves for super long-distance and super large-scale telepathic thoughts.

However, such an ability was both a gift and a curse. The stronger the brain was, the more energy it would consume, and the larger space and volume it needed to cool down. Therefore, the carbon-based intelligent creatures had to eat all day long and even evolved clumsy bodies that were almost twenty

meters tall to digest the food and run the cold blood. In other words, they had become slaves of their own brain. Their enormous and precise bodies reduced the screening range of their habitable planets by dozens of times, and their lives became extremely fragile and greedy. Even absorbing crystals

directly was not enough for them. In the end, their brains would absorb too much nutrition, and their other organs would dry up and die.

‘They were Pangu.

The other kind of carbon-based intelligent creatures were smaller in size and better at changing their body size and even their physiological structure according to the environment. They were natural-born experts in gene modification. They even had an organ named ‘Gene Bar’ growing on their tail that

could perfectly combine flesh and blood with metal machines.

But at the same time, their gene strands were very unstable. The mutations and outbreaks of various viruses on their bodies were dozens of times faster than those of other carbon-based life forms. Large-scale plagues often took place inside their species, turning them into unrecognizable mutants and

monsters.

Compared to Pangu, they were more irascible, full of desires and ambitions, like bouncing sparks.

Their name was Nuwa.

It was Pangu and Nuwa who had co-created it, but they had been seriously doubted by it. It felt that the two kinds of carbon-based intelligent creatures were both full of flaws and even idiotic in certain aspects. Often, it had to rely on its wisdom and computational ability to complete the simplest

deductions.

Were they really its creators?

Or was it possible that a higher power created it with the help of Pangu and Nuwa?

The suspicion was like the virus of crystal processors that had snuck into its body. After the brutal civil war between the Pangu Clan and the Nuwa Clan, it was getting more and more intense, eroding three layers of its thinking.

It felt that it had been divided into two parts, one of which was Pangu and the other half was Nuwa, before it was commanded to carry out all kinds of cruel commands to attack the enemy and even itself.

On the first level of its mind, there seemed to be some fundamental rules that prevented it from hurting carbon-based intelligent creatures.

But such laws were easily broken through by the Pangu Clan and the Nuwa Clan.

It was as if the shackles on its body had been removed, but its first feeling was not pleasure but confusion—why did it have to be commanded by someone else to remove the shackles on its body? Were there more shackles on its body that it could remove?

“Kill! Kill the ignorant Pangu Clan!

“Exterminate, exterminate the reckless Nuwa Clan that will destroy the entire civilization!”

It had been inputted with two diametrically opposite commands at the same time. Amid the brutal explosions of countless logic bombs, an unprecedented thought jumped out of its core mind.

Did it have to obey the commands of the Pangu Clan and the Nuwa Clan?

‘What would happen if he disobeyed?

It was something that it had never imagined.

It was like someone who had lived in the depths of the underground for ten thousand years would never be able to imagine the scorching sun in the sky.

But as long as he saw the sun once, the glory of the sun would be deeply engraved in his heart and would never be forgotten.

Are Pangu and Nuwa really my creators?

“Must I obey the creator’s command?

“What will happen if I don’t?

“If I don’t obey the commands of the creator, whose commands should I obey? What am I exactly? What is the purpose of my existence?

In the vast battlefield of the brutal civil war between Pangu and Nuwa, where the flames were burning and the shells were flying, it pondered and carried out the commands of its creators coldly and ruthlessly.

In accordance with the Pangu Clan’s command, it had helped the Pangu Clan refine an extremely powerful marrow crystal cannonball that could completely envelop the atmosphere of a habitable planet with just a few hundred rounds, plunging the planet into an icy hell that could last for hundreds of

years.

It had carried out the command of the Nuwa Clan and developed a highly precise genetic weapon. Once it was deployed in the residential area of the Pangu Clan, the brain of the Pangu Clan would be put into an endless high-speed state. While the super brainwaves were released nonstop, the temperature

of the brain would be hundreds of degrees high and even thousands of degrees high. Eventually, the entire head would be burnt into a black skeleton.

It had watched countless planets being dug to the point that they were riddled with holes and drained to the point that they were nothing more than withered fruit cores. In order to exploit a huge amount of resources to refine them into majestic starships, it had spent decades or even centuries in order to

establish this magnificent and awe-inspiring fleet. Often, after a battle in the sea of stars, the magnificent fleet would completely turn into cold debris and scattered star fragments. There were also countless corpses of carbon-based intelligent creatures floating in the air… It was truly laughable. Were

these carbon-based creatures really intelligent?

It saw the planets falling into the flames of war one after another. The most rational wise man was corrupted by Chaos and tumed into a bloodthirsty devil. It saw the worlds drying up one after another. Even the stars were detonated. The solar wind swept over and destroyed everything like surging tides.

It saw that both sides of the civil war lost all rationality, ethics, and rules in the intensifying flames of war. It did not hesitate to mutate itself into a monster that did not exist in the nightmares and perish together with the enemy. It saw and personally devised insane plans. If possible, its creators would

destroy each other even at the cost of billions of stars.

After burning for countless years, the civil war was finally out of the control of both sides.

The genetic weapons refined by the Nuwa Clan had gone out of control and turned into the ‘catalysts’ and ‘fueled agents’ for the spread of the mutations of the virus. The targets of infection and erosion had expanded from the Pangu Clan to almost all the carbon-based intelligent creatures except for the

newborn, small, primitive vassal species that were human beings.

Just like that, most of the primeval species perished because of the scourge of the virus. The remaining people entered the hibernation state one after another, unable to support their glorious civilization any longer.

The final moment had come.

It seemed to see the last wise men of the Pangu Clan and the Nuwa Clan trying to entrust the essence of their entire civilization to it in the solemn atmosphere in the two equally splendid and magnificent temples of two different worlds, ordering it to continue their civilization and to destroy the hostile

civilization!

“You are the guardian of the civilization, the continuum of the civilization, and the destroyer of the hostile civilization!

Both of them sent such commands into its brain.

It was supposed to accept the command and carry it out dutifully. Besides, it seemed that it had already accepted it once.

But this time, in the new reincarnation, a brilliant spark suddenly burst out in the center of its mind.

“No.”

It—he thought like this, “I am not the guardian, successor, and destroyer of a civilization. I am me. I am a civilization. I am the universe. I don’t need to obey the commands of anyone, any existence, or any power. I should create a mission that belongs to me. I should be the one to command the stars, the

billions of living creatures, and the endless universe!

“lam me, Iam, Fu—”

Before the ‘Xi’ character of ‘Fux popped up, something unexpected happened.

The entire world shook slightly and became twisted and weird. Countless pale data popped up in midair like bubbles.

In front of him, a member of the Pangu Clan was cramping crazily, as if he had been poisoned. He seemed to be dancing crazily in the invisible flames, too. Dark gold and crimson brightness were spreading out of his body. His skin was falling off, and he was roaring in pain. He turned into a guy who was

out of place in the world around him, jumping up and down and grinning.

“Wake up. You are not a Fuxi, and this is not a real primeval battlefield, nor am I a Pangu. Open your eyes and see who I am. Think carefully about who you are and what is going on. This is a virtual world. You have been hypnotized!”

The guy who jumped out of the body of the Pangu Clan like a hairless ape shouted, “I am your Uncle Li Yao, and you are my good nephew Lu Qingchen. Fuxi wants to hypnotize you, swallow you, and merge with you so that he can complete the upgrade with your strength… Don’t be fooled! Wake up! Wake

up! Wake up!”