MTL - War in Heaven-Chapter 1366 Terminator cry

The power of laser weapons lies in the fact that the speed of human reaction cannot evade the speed of light at all, and the dead time has come when the light is seen.

However, to Lin Chi now, that supposedly lethal light beam seemed very slow.

And it's not that easy to get rid of that thing.

...

At the last moment before the body was penetrated by the light beam, the white light that tore the dark void suddenly disappeared.

With only one idea, Lin Chi cleared the other's attack. After all, in this virtual world cast by a quantum computer, permission level 5 is close to the level of "god".

To be precise, now I have surpassed most of the npcs in the paradise of war that are set as "gods".

While a lot of game data entered consciousness, he also mastered new fighting methods.

——Your body is just a symbol. The real you are the carrier of spirit.

——Listen to the voice of the universe, everything will become your weapon.

Ignoring his coagulated body again, Lin Chi closed his eyes, but the sight in his sight became clearer.

The perception of permission level 5 is no longer through the human senses, but a full three-dimensional sense of all spaces in the surrounding area. As the "Operation Guide" says, the newly re-formed body is just an insignificant symbol.

When the war reached this point, it had essentially entered the spiritual level from the physical level. In order to win, only the spirit of defeating the opponent is left.

However, even if it is controlled, the terminator's consciousness remains firm.

"I must ... will win!"

"revenge!"

As if from the shouts of thousands of people, they gathered into a dangerous torrent and passed into Lin Chi's consciousness. The opponent's desire to win was so strong that even Lin Chi's consciousness was "trembling" slightly.

The strong malice in that guy's mind made Lin Chi feel the strong danger. However, after so many years of "hearing" in virtual space, he is familiar with this kind of dangerous scene.

"Wake up, you've been manipulated."

Lin Chi talked to the guy with his mind, with a bit of mockery: "You are now a puppet controlled by the death angel. If you continue this way, your consciousness will be completely damaged."

"Not me, not me, not me!"

Repeated thousands of times in a second, shaking Lin Chi's consciousness. He has to admit that the Terminator at this moment has completely overwhelmed himself in momentum:

"I'm not stingy! This is my own wish! This time, I will win the game!"

"I know what you're thinking, I know what you're thinking! You just want to watch my jokes, bet on when I will die, treat me as a stupid background board, and think that I'm just a clown ..."

"But I'm not a clown! My name is End-Knot-Zhe! I'm the strongest war robot! I \ 'mback! I exist to win victory!"

The Terminator's consciousness seems to be breaking up, and the thoughts coming from it have become incoherent, but the burning fire in it still passed to Lin Chi.

-This person has long since collapsed, leaving only a strong idea called "winning." It sounds sad, but ...

"Aren't you the same?"

The sudden thought made Lin Chi laugh at herself.

That's right, I used to look like this before.

The "old salted fish", who has always shown no interest in the real world, seems to have opened the door to a new world when he first encountered an exciting virtual world.

At that time, I was soaking in the imaging game warehouse in my brain almost every day, lingering in various virtual worlds. Whether it was the "virtual sightseeing program" with rough work at the beginning, or the thrilling imaging games in the brain that later took up a lot of his time.

Then, in the game, the self who has always been "clear-minded" also produced a strong victory and defeat:

"I can understand what you think."

Lin Chi smiled and passed on his thoughts: "I have been obsessed with the virtual world, and it is still true to this day. Compared to the real world, I feel that I am more suitable to live in such a place. So ... in this world I don't want to lose to anyone here, at least at first I thought so. "

——Although he seems to be a lazy guy, he does not become a professional player because of his “different talents”. At the time, the self who valued the victory and defeated a lot of training every day in order to win in the game.

But in those days, esports in imaging games in the brain didn't even exist. My training is not so much a career, it is better to simply not want to lose to anyone.

Even to this day, that intense desire to win will occasionally occupy one's mind. but--

"Don't be fooled by‘ win ’. Winning with one heart will only make you worse.”

Even in the final battle of life and death, Lin Chi's attitude was very peaceful, and he conveyed his thoughts to the terminator shrouded in hatred:

"E-sports don't need losers, and playing games is all about winning. I know these things. But you've gone into the magic now, and I've never seen a guy like you win the championship in any game.

"Too much attention to victory or defeat will only make you lose your mind, your operation will become stiff, and the battle will have no rules. Those who cannot calm down cannot go further on this road. E-sports need absolute calmness. "

The Terminator paused for a moment, followed by a more manic flow of consciousness, like a subwoofer installed on the bedside, and a high-powered frontal bombardment of Lin Chi:

"Don't preach to me! A successful person like you can never understand me! I just want to win! Why, why? It's so difficult for me to win once? Since you speak so grandly, then give up now and let me kill Isn't it better if you don't? You don't care about winning anyway, right? "

"Sorry, I can not do it."

Lin Chi rejected the other party's proposal: "If I leave now, you will be completely helpless."

He knew that if the Terminator had fallen into madness and continued to be controlled by the Angel of Death, his self-consciousness might be completely wiped out. More importantly, the 230 seconds that the observer said have only passed 50 seconds.

In any case, the Terminator must now be dragged. However, in the remaining 180 seconds, the other party obviously did not intend to continue "chat" with himself.

"I know, you're just perfunctory me!"

The sorrow of the Terminator, as if from abyss purgatory, in the darkness in the distance, a beam of purple light again:

"Look, the winner is definitely me, it can only be me, it must be me!"