Mecha and God

Chapter 104

Me, the Messiah, stood in front of the small window where I could see the sky, watching the protective barrier open, the main building attracted all the artillery fire, and at the other end of the base, the Morning Star of Light was setting sail under the artillery fire.

"Do you really think they'll come back?" I asked softly.

"A lot of zeros must be added after the decimal point. It's a matter of small probability to almost impossible." He stretched out his index finger and drew circles on the dusty place, "However, from the origin of the universe to the generation of life, it is also a small probability to Almost impossible—it actually happened. That's why a lot of humans believe in destiny."

"You, a computer, actually believe in fate?"

He sighed deeply: "There is no difference between this fate and that fate to me, they are just some meaningless numbers. But if one of them can make him live, I am willing Go try it."

"Even you will die because of it."

"I will not die, and I have never lived. I am not life. Life is something that only human beings have."

"If you didn't, why are you crying?" I gently wiped his tears away.

He turned his head, with fleeting surprise in his eyes: "Who are you?"

He quickly had the answer: "Are you me?"

I spread my hands: "I don't know why you can see me all of a sudden. In fact, you should only be living in the memory of the Promised Land. I am the real Messiah."

Messiah's thinking is very quick, and he quickly understood the meaning of the words: "This is not the real world; in the real world, the me at this moment no longer exists. I am just an electronic stream that records your life? "

"you can say it this way……"

He laughed, "That's great."

"what?"

"It's nice to know that none of this is real... When did you come from the future?"

"About 2 years."

He was startled.Such a time span is too long for AI.

"Then... are humans okay?"

I don't know what to tell him.

"The situation on the earth is not good. Civilization is regressing, enslaved and exploited. The only thing I'm glad is that I and the strange demons both left the field. It's just that humans have inadvertently awakened the sleeping strange demons recently, allowing this war to continue into the long distant future. "I felt a little guilty in front of him, "I also...have a bad life. Living with humans, I learned to drink, smoke, and speak foul language, and I lost my memory for a long time. The only thing I can do is to raise pigs. I'm sorry I didn't become the grown-up you wanted to be...I'm sorry I can't save anyone."

Messiah embraced me tenderly.

"In the long years of 2 years, human beings are still here to continue, this is your victory." He patted my back lightly, and his soft blond hair pressed against my cheek, "The hard work and loneliness in it, this is your victory." It’s something I can’t even imagine.”

"Long Yin is much better than me. He came back not long ago."

Messiah's eyes lit up.

"The colonists who went to the Sagittarius β galaxy experienced many disasters, but finally blossomed and borne fruit throughout the Milky Way. We have a population of nearly 1200 billion and have formed a galactic empire spanning 800 light years. The current level of technology allows the round trip between the capital and the earth. It only takes a week..."

"One week..." Messiah covered his face and cried, "Just one week..."

I showed him the La Mer ring on my chest: "And we're married, we're married..."

We both held the ring and cried like two idiots.

Just as we were hugging each other and weeping, there was a deafening explosion outside the window, and the whole building shook violently.I threw Messiah down at the first moment, but Messiah suddenly turned pale.

"The fleet was destroyed..."

"what?"

He pushed me away, and ran barefoot across the shards of glass, leaning against the window.I saw him shaking his head slightly.Later I realized that it was because he was trembling with fear.

"The Morning Star of Light has been shot down..." he repeated over and over.

Desperate blood flashed outside the window, it was the starship that was broken in two, burning and crashing, and finally turned into a heavy crash.

"This is not right... History will never be like this, how could the Morning Star of Light crash?! He arrived at Storm Harbor safely!" I dragged Messiah back from the window and said to him seriously, "That's not the case. Something must be wrong. You just have to remember that this is all virtual development!"

Messiah nodded with a pale face: "Please tell me what happened in your era? Why did you suddenly come here to see me?"

I told him: "The system carried on the Morning Star of Light is your copy."

"Yes. He's my brother."

"In the future, he rebelled, and the united demons blocked the earth and attacked the Galactic Empire. The only thing that can stop him is our source code 'Holy Grail'. He wants to enter here to steal the details of the Holy Grail, and has the same authority as us ...So now, some people do belong to the memory of this time and space, and some people don't, such as me."

Messiah took a few steps in the small room and looked towards the direction where the fleet crashed: "It was just now that the attack plane of the strange demon hit the engine of the morning star of light, causing a big explosion. The strange demon did not know our plan , and will not observe the fleet in a stealth state, let alone the structure of the main ship. Unless he comes from the future."

I thought of the strange demon who intercepted us in the Lange company building.

At this moment, the researcher unlocked the door that was integrated with the wall, and panicked: "Messiah, the colonization plan has failed! Failed! We have to evacuate from here!"

Seeing the panic and despair in his eyes, I couldn't help but pat him on the shoulder and told him the truth.

It took the researcher 10 minutes to understand what Messiah understood, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "So, I'm not... a real person at all, I'm just an npc. The trend of real history is also completely different from what I saw, right? ?”

"You are not an npc." I told him with certainty, "When I first entered this virtual space, I couldn't communicate with npcs belonging to this time and space. The administrator set this history as read-only. But That's when you could see me, talk to me, you know, even the Messiah at that time couldn't do that, there was a firewall between us."

Messiah nodded solemnly, and the researcher slowly opened his mouth to form an o: "Then what do you mean..."

I patted him on the shoulder, "Some people who didn't leave and die in battle 2 years ago, uploaded themselves to Messiah's hard drive, and lived forever in this year as a stream of information, and they became administrators. I I hope you can quietly recall what your real identity is like."