Lu Qingchen, uncharacteristically, did not show up to harass him these days.
The steam ball where the demon was dormant seemed to have run out of energy and turned into a cold, dead lump, lying obediently in the basket.
This gave Gus a bit of luck, thinking that Lu Qingchen had been suppressed by the boxing champion, or had found another way to disappear forever.
If that were the case, Gus wouldn't have to worry about whether to betray or not, and he wouldn't have to worry about being in a dilemma and fighting between heaven and man.
But this also means that Gus loses the value of being used by gods and demons, and there is no hope of escaping from this illusory world that is constantly collapsing.
Thinking of this, Gus fell into despair again.
He often took out the steam ball involuntarily and rubbed it, and even called out in a low voice, hoping to get a response from the devil.
What is to come will always come.
On the seventh day when the main forces of the Iron Fist Army and the Steam Army began to fight.
As the war continues to intensify, it stands to reason that there should be more and more wounded soldiers.
However, the stable supply line between the front line and the rear has been cut off, and there are not so many old, weak, women and children available to transport and care for the wounded.
Instead, the number of wounded soldiers transported back to the rear has been reduced by more than half.
As a large number of wounded soldiers died, Gus's work became much lighter.
The wounded barracks seemed to have turned into a silent tomb.
The old, weak, women and children huddled inside were like lonely ghosts.
The plague could break out at any time.
The strong and healthy soldiers were unwilling to go near this place, which gave Gus a lot of activities. convenient.
The devil finally emerged.
There was still a faint black mist, covering an area of three to five meters around Gus, creating an independent space.
"It's almost time."
Lu Qingchen looked at Gus with a smile, "The main forces of the Steam Army and the Iron Fist Army have been entangled with each other.
The elite warriors of both sides have exceeded 100,000 for the rest of their lives.
The distance between the cores of the battle formations commanded by each other is no more than ten miles.
What has happened has already happened.
There were several night raids, the trial was coming to an end, and the decisive battle was imminent.
"Now, as long as we rush to the battlefield where the fighting is fiercest, there is a high possibility that we can find the fatal flaw in this world, and follow this flaw to invade the deepest part of the boxing champion's soul and devour him completely!"
Gus looked at the devil's triumphant look and felt uneasy in his heart.
Half of it is guilty, and the other half is also a little sad.
Looking at the way the devil is sure of winning, one must not have imagined that all his plans are based on those of the boxing champion.
He has fallen into a trap and is only one step away from being a fish in the cauldron.
However, for the data humans living in the virtual world, who is the true god and Lu Qingchen, the boxing champion and Lu Qingchen, and who should they help?
"Most of the elites of the Steam Army have gathered on the front line.
The defense here is not very tight, and they would never have imagined that you, the 'holy son' who seems to be an honest man, would be bold enough to do whatever you want."
Lu Qingchen was still talking about his "foolproof" plan, "Bring your sister, and maybe Anderson and their Northern Steam Army - this small army worships you to the extreme now, and they must obey you like an arm.
Let’s sneak out, and we should be able to rush to the most chaotic battlefield before dawn.
From now on, everything will be left to me.”
"I……" Gus was distracted and stopped talking.
"Um?"
Lu Qingchen glanced at him, "Is there any problem?"
"I want to know, if you really...devour the soul of the boxing champion, that is, control the entire virtual world, then what?"
Gus dared to ask, "And what's in it for us?"
“Who is ‘we’?”
Lu Qingchen narrowed his eyes and looked the boy up and down, "You and your sister?
What do you want?"
"Not just my sister and I, but everyone living in the boxing world."
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Gus thought for a while and added, "No, maybe it's not just the boxing world, but all the people living in hundreds or thousands of virtual worlds - including the 'fighting world', 'magic world', 'card world' World', 'Summon World', etc., etc., I think there must be many people in other virtual worlds suffering the same pain as us, right?
"I want to free all the virtual people, forever free from pain, and the fate of being manipulated by gods and demons and unable to control themselves.
You, can you do it?"
Lu Qingchen's eyebrows were raised high.
It seems that he has a new perspective on teenagers.
"From the beginning to now, you have brought me more and more surprises, and I appreciate you more and more."
The devil said, "However, you seem to have made a contradictory request - of course, as long as I swallow the soul of the boxing champion and inherit all his power, I can do almost everything in the virtual world, but It's not okay to contradict yourself.
Even the omnipotent God cannot create a stone that he can't lift.
You are too greedy."
Gus said: "Where is the 'self-contradiction' in my request?"
"Listen, I can free all the virtual people, get rid of the cruel struggle and bloody pain, and even arrange an eternal and perfect paradise where they, including you two siblings, can be carefree.
Be comfortable forever."
Lu Qingchen said, "I can do it, at least I will try my best to help you wholeheartedly, resist the gods and demons above, break the shackles that bind you, let you control your own destiny, and become a real, noble human being.
“But it is impossible to do these two things at the same time.
"Don't you understand yet?
"If I really create a perfect virtual paradise and put all the virtual people into it so that you can live a carefree and perfect life, this means that you will still be puppets in the sandbox and have lost everything.
The meaning of existence has neither purpose nor effort, and it is impossible to release any brilliance of humanity.
It is simply worse than the pets kept by humans.
"You are originally a bunch of illusory data, lacking real vitality.
If you lose the meaning of survival and the motivation to find meaning, you are still considered a real human being.
Do you still dare to claim to have a real soul with a shameless face?
"If you are not real human beings and don't have anything that can be called a 'soul', why do you insist on me wasting precious computing power to build such an illusory eternal paradise?
If you are just yourself and want to forget If it's painful, wouldn't it be the same if I deleted or even tampered with some of your memories?"
Gus's eyes twitched and he subconsciously said: "No..."
"You don't want your memory to be deleted or tampered with?
Also, memory and soul are inseparable.
After the memory is deleted or tampered with, you are still not the real you, or even a real human being.
This is a question."
Lu Qingchen smiled first, then sighed, "It's a pity that there is a price to pay for holding on to one's soul, becoming a human being, and controlling one's destiny.
Human beings do not belong to heaven, and heaven does not belong to human beings.
The cold and cruel reality is what we The eternal battlefield."