Cyber Heroes

Xiangshan quickly confirmed two things.

First of all, technological progress is indeed very obvious. The outer armor of warships from at least two hundred years ago is not even comparable to wood in the face of the phonon knife of modern technology.

With just a few touches, the phonon knife would leave an ever-extending blade on the outer armor of the battleship.

The outer armor of a battleship from two hundred years ago would not be able to defend itself against a phonon knife.

Secondly, there is really nothing here.

According to Yuki, when he dug Xiangshan out, he got into a small space similar to a ventilation duct or something.

For Homo sapiens, this is a very dangerous operation. If you sneak into a confined space rashly, you are likely to die from lack of oxygen.

Even though Yuki's physical body proportions were very high, he was still able to crawl out with the help of prosthetics of his hands and feet.

This is also what many children in Recycling Town do every day. Their prosthetics are small so they can get in and out.

However, it is not without danger.

Every few years, children disappear here.

Xiang Shan only hoped that he would not dig out any fresh corpses. That was so uncomfortable.

But things didn't go as he expected. Although there were no fresh corpses, Xiangshan still dug up an old corpse.

Xiang Shan sighed, and then buried the body while letting the Shengzi knife rest.

He didn't know whose body it was, and he didn't have the conditions to find relatives for the body. What's more, corpses in this era are just dragged to be decomposed and recycled. They have forgotten the culture of funerals.

Then, Xiangshan continued his work.

Soon, he was going deeper.

"Well, it seems that the main gun and the power core were bombed." Xiangshan said: "And some things were recovered. Speaking of which, this..."

"Those romances are totally untrue." Xiaoba appeared behind Xiangshan again and said: "If nothing else, I...the era of the 'Eighth God of War' and the era of Lao Qi are only thirty or forty years apart. . Many of Lao Qi’s achievements in that novel belong to others, even those of the protector - that is, the positions of both parties have completely changed. It is a bit of a daydream to expect to deduce the identity of this battleship based on the story of this novel. ”

This thought process should actually be "Xiangshan's brain thought of this on its own", but Xiangshan is digesting the Saussure domain of the eighth Martial God, but will present it as "Xiaoba talks".

Xiang Shan patted his head: "I know...but this damn place is pretty decent. It looks like there is absolutely nothing that can be used - speaking of which, among those romance stories, which of them do you think are believable?"

"It's hard to say, there are just a lot of doubts. Lao Si's work is spread all over the world, so there are relatively few mistakes. But Lao Liu came to Lao Qi... it's weird." Xiao Ba said: "Lao Qi took over the rebel army formed by Lao Liu. This The process was a little too logical.”

Xiang Shan paused.

Yuan Yuan asked: "Could it be said that Lao Liu took the initiative to create Lao Qi? Will the situation be so critical?"

"According to what I know about myself, basically not. But it's hard to say." Xiao Ba said, "The Eighth Martial God is also involved in involuntary human experiments. If we must compromise with reality... it's not completely impossible, right? .”

"But the problem is that Lao Qi's talent is reflected in 'command'. But it is difficult for you to know in advance what characteristics a personality mask will have." Xiangshan recalled, "'Martial Ancestor Xiangshan'... is not good in this regard either. I don’t understand it at all. But it shouldn’t be that magical.”

"No, it's definitely not as exaggerated as the novel. As I said, in my time, several of Lao Qi's achievements were not written down as his."

Xiangshan was currently in the middle of the wreckage of the battleship. Very few people have come here in the past two hundred years.

Xiang Shan looked around. A large amount of alloys are stirred together like maltose, and then deformed under high temperatures. There are still traces on the walls that have not been removed for two hundred years.

"It's so miserable. After it was blown up like this, it seems like there are no usable parts left. No wonder no one wants to recycle it." Xiaoba said.

"Original Xiangshan" said: "If there is anything valuable...then I may not have been dug out by that boy Yuki."

"That's right. If this virtue hadn't been burned, other recyclers would have come long ago."

Continue deeper into the mountain. It used to be the central axis of the battleship and the barrel of the high-energy particle flow main gun. The energy of the high-energy particle flow is extremely high and very terrifying. No metal can withstand it, so the inside of the barrel is basically a vacuum. The inner wall is covered with strong magnetic field generators, which use magnetic fields to constrain the high-energy particle flow.

This thing can control the energy in the barrel very well. But there is no defense against attacks from the outside of the barrel.

Everything is useless.

Turned around the mountain.

After the battleship fell into the atmosphere, it broke into several pieces, with the front pieces embedded in different locations on the earth.

Xiangshan even dug in the soil for a short while before he could move on.

Soon, he reached the end.

That's only a small half of the bridge left. The bridge was badly damaged. The front part hit the ground, and then its materials turned into scattered cannonballs, destroying the rear part. There are also traces of high temperature on the few remaining walls.

"There can't be any clues here..."

Xiang Shan said this and wanted to turn around and leave.

Then, his body went limp and he almost fell to the ground.

"what happened……"

pain.

pain.

Pain burrowed out of Xiangshan's body like ants. Xiangshan didn't know what this felt like, but...

but……

but……

but……

Xiang Shan held the back of his neck.

--Why……

"You have relevant memories." Xiaoba's voice seemed to appear behind Xiang Shan: "But the problem is that all your relevant memories are recorded in the severely damaged sectors of the brain. This is a painful memory. The enzyme is in the process of repairing the brain. , this memory has been reset, and only the concept of 'pain' remains."

Xiang Shan was stunned for a moment, and then slowly stood up: "I have indeed been here...or have I suffered any pain in other emperors at the heaven level?"

"It may also be because you are really a clone, and then you were sent here by some mastermind behind the scenes, and then you felt pain." Xiaoba said in a joking tone.

But this is no joke.

Xiangshan knew it very well.

"There is a problem." Xiang Shan whispered, "There is definitely a problem."

………………………………………………………………

Matsushima Hiro left his martial arts gym and returned to his home as usual.

But the moment he pushed the door open, his movements froze. The lights in my house are on. A man with an unusually large upper body sat on the living room floor.

"Hey, Mr. Hong." Xiang Shan said.

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