Infernal Artist

Infinite ocean abyss.

Doors one by one are suspended quietly in the depths of the ocean, arranged in an upward spiral.

On each door, the corresponding time and year are written:

"Real World Year 2571;"

"Real World Year 2572;"

"Real World Year 2573;"

"..."

Liu Ping passed through countless doors and floated up along the current.

Which door should I enter?

In fact, many things are waiting for you to do.

The reason why he left that era was to prevent the two Andreas from meeting each other, lest one of them be erased by the law.

At the same time, it is also to ensure that the timeline and the law of cause and effect will not change drastically.

So.

Just choose the time when Andrea has left the Void Pillar.

Just as Liu Ping was thinking about it, the card book suddenly jumped out and opened automatically in front of him.

Bang!

The baby girl appeared directly in his arms with a pacifier in her mouth.

"It won't work these years, keep going up." She said telepathically.

"Is the power of fate guiding you?" Liu Ping asked.

"It allows me to sense the thing you want to avoid." The baby girl said.

"Okay, let's go!"

Liu Ping kept rising with the baby girl in his arms.

Doors of time were left behind him and gradually disappeared into the deep abyss.

finally--

"That's enough," said the baby girl.

Liu Ping stopped and looked towards the door in front of him.

I saw a line of small words written on the door:

"Real World Year 3001."

The baby girl said: "This is a year full of changes. Everything in the past ends at this time, and everything begins to change drastically. Those living beings in the whirlpool, no one knows what will happen in the next second. What."

Liu Ping said: "Let's go take a look."

He put his hand on the door and pushed hard.

Lines of burning small characters quickly jumped out and appeared in front of his eyes:

"Attention, you are entering the 3001st year of the real world."

"According to your world affiliation, you will enter the human world on the Void Pillar."

The small print floats.

The turbulent sea water poured into the door. Liu Ping jumped forward slightly and jumped into the door.

…

night.

Neon lights shine above the city-state that never sleeps.

The shuttles flew densely across the sky.

The rows of tall buildings are like a jungle, emitting light and shadow soaring into the sky from time to time, condensing into various illusory images.

City center.

Fountain pool.

A body in a suit floats in the pool.

Seven or eight police shuttles surrounded the fountain pool, completely blocking the place.

Several policemen stood by the pool with their arms folded, constantly looking at the data at the time of the incident from the light screen.

"It's really confusing. Is this murder? Or some other kind of performance art?"

"Murder? Haha, who dares to do such a thing these days? The super quantum central intelligence can monitor everything in real time, and the murderer will be punished immediately on the spot."

"According to me, this death is a performance art, and his consciousness must be stored in an online address."

"This man looks to be in his forties, but he doesn't act dignified at all."

They chatted for a while, with ease written on their faces.

suddenly.

A voice sounded from behind them:

"The deceased has been identified."

"He is a member of the World Parliament. His consciousness is stored in an ancient chip. There is no backup in the online world."

The policemen looked back.

A man with a beard was seen standing behind them.

"Boss, you're here!"

"Hello, boss!"

"He's actually a member of the World Parliament? That's why we turned around to deal with it, right?"

Everyone was talking about it.

The man walked to the fountain and said: "Search the body immediately. The central brain has started recording the whole process because -"

"He doesn't have a clone backup body."

The expressions of the policemen changed.

Many people even showed fear.

Without clones, the transfer of consciousness will encounter difficulties and must be re-cloned from the corpse.

If this person’s consciousness integrated chip is also destroyed——

Then he is truly dead.

There is no way to revive him.

In the shuttle, several five- to six-meter-tall robots jumped down gently, stretched out their long robotic arms, and began to salvage the bodies.

One robot quickly transformed into a sealed operating room, while the other robot was assembled outside the operating room and gradually transformed into a set of precise operating instruments and appeared in the operating room.

A thin slit was cut into the deceased's head.

The extremely thin metal wire reached in and a silver chip was taken out.

A stream of light swept across the chip.

The next moment.

A majestic female voice sounded in everyone's ears:

"The chip has been destroyed."

"The personal consciousness of World Congressman No. 295 has been copied."

"This case has been raised to a world security level."

"All preparations."

"In accordance with the fifth set of procedures of the World Defense Standards, the pursuit mission began."

Everyone's hearts tightened and they all said in unison: "Yes!"

Everyone started to get busy quickly according to the various tasks displayed on their light screens.

at the same time.

Mid-air.

Liu Ping stood still, watching what was happening below with relish.

Everyone turned a blind eye to him.

The security robots constantly scanned the night sky and streets, but they also failed to find him.

——Since absorbing the hand of the umbrella holder, he has mastered the power of strange magic, and then has a deeper understanding of the power of obituaries.

Although these powers have been sealed by the Burial of the Earth——

But Liu Ping had already acquired the corresponding knowledge, and he began to use his strange power to build some abilities.

The simplest application is to make all sentient beings turn a blind eye.

"I didn't expect that human beings would develop so fast." He sighed with emotion.

"What do you think?" Yana's voice sounded.

Liu Ping paused.

——In the real world of 2037, I was busy fighting in the nightmare underground palace.

The development of the human world is managed by Yana.

"Yana, thanks to you, the human world is pretty good now." Liu Ping praised.

"As long as you are satisfied, but so much time has passed, I don't know if they have developed according to my arrangements back then." Yana said slightly uneasily.

Liu Ping suddenly felt something and looked up into the sky.

Deep in the night, a huge holographic image of light flew upwards, forming the image of a person out of thin air, floating in the air.

It is the image of Yana.

The majestic and grand holographic image floats in mid-air, and Yana's image overlooks the world, like a god.

Liu Ping whistled and said with a smile: "Look, Yana, they still miss you very much."

The stuck book moved.

Yana did not appear, but a white cat jumped out first.

The white cat squatted on Liu Ping's shoulder, squinting and looking around.

"Liu Ping."

Zhao Chanyi's voice sounded in Liu Ping's heart.

"What?" Liu Ping said.

"I discovered something that I need you to take a look at immediately." Zhao Chanyi said.

The white cat stretched out its paw and pinched it.

The spiritual light suddenly gathered and formed a picture in the void.

I saw various demonstrations and demonstrations on those screens.

They held Yana's portrait high and made a big cross on it.

"This is not the life we ​​want!"

"Reject evolution!"

"No prosthetics!"

"We have to do what we want to do!"

The crowd shouted and attacked all the surrounding buildings.

"Such things happen everywhere, almost everywhere." White Cat said.

The smile on Liu Ping's face gradually faded.

Yana suddenly appeared and said calmly: "The things I did back then were just to make human beings more viable among all the races in the void. Maybe I did neglect some spiritual care. Liu Ping, you don't need to pay attention to it."

"Ignore it?" Liu Ping said.

Yana said: "Why bother with mortals? We are still waiting to hear Andrea's story. Didn't you say she can help you become stronger?"

"That's what happened."

Liu Ping said, looking at the heavy screen again.

He saw many people speaking, angrily, and venting their dissatisfaction with the world.

A crowded rally scene.

The person standing on the stage shouted: "Who should repent the most?"

The people below shouted in unison: "Yana, the penitent angel!"

"Yes, she turned the world into this! We don't want to live like this!"

"We don't want prosthetics!"

“Technology is a sin!”

"All races in the void are created equal!"

the crowd shouted.

Liu Ping looked at it carefully, Shao Qing shook his head and said:

"In fact, even if we didn't do enough in some areas, those who came after us only need to make up for it, but now they are denying the foundation of civilization - they think they are smart, but they are a bunch of rabble, they only know what others say and are moved by themselves. , but I don’t have enough knowledge, I haven’t honed my unique talents, and I haven’t seriously thought about what I want to do in life.”

Countless lights flashed from his eyes.

Suddenly a hand reached out and touched his face.

Yana.

She shook her head slightly and said softly: "They are all small things. You should concentrate on completing your tasks instead of wasting energy on these things."

"No, Yana, you are wrong." Liu Ping said.

"Huh?" Yana looked at him.

Liu Ping said softly: "You and I have established the foundation for the development of human civilization together. Now, these people obviously have a life span of almost eternal life, but they have begun to oppose and slander the creators of civilization on a large scale——"

"What do you want to say?" Yana asked.

"This will bring about self-destruction." Liu Ping said.

He made a casual move, and a light screen suddenly appeared in the void.

"I remember asking you to set trigger conditions." He said.

Yana sighed and said: "Whenever a human with strange powers is detected, holding a prison knife and standing next to me, the most fundamental authority at the bottom of the intellectual brain can be directly activated."

"Oh." Liu Ping held the prison knife in his hand.

Yana leaned gently on his other shoulder, lowered her head, and didn't even look at the disdainful expression of the white cat on his other shoulder.

A moment.

A light screen appeared in front of Liu Ping.

Followed closely by a majestic female voice:

"Welcome back."

"The founder of civilization, Liu Ping."

Liu Ping said: "I want to delegate authority."

The female voice said: "Please speak."

"From now on, anyone who is dissatisfied with Yana is no longer allowed to use any technological creation built by Yana." Liu Ping said.

"What if they already have one?"

"Take it all away."

"But according to the law set by Ms. Yana, no one's private property can be forcibly removed by the brain. How should I explain it?"

Liu Ping glanced at Yana.

Yana leaned on his shoulder and whispered: "You make the decision."

Liu Ping said coldly: "Tell those people that the world is mine."