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The maze was silent.

The blurred light traced a cold and empty shadow on the face of the Necradragon. "Stubborn and stupid," it said, "a poor monkey that you tricked."

I ignored it.

Xiaozhen's consciousness, his thinking unit has been completely dismantled by it, like crushed star fragments flying in the air, Yan Zhen no longer exists.

My friend is gone.

The annoying and loud brat is gone.

There was a strange reaction in my remaining thought sequence, like being overwhelmed by a roaring nebula.

"Although it took a lot of work, I have already eaten it." Necraron said triumphantly, "Yes, taking his life does not allow me to obtain the key. But I have already eaten all the intellectual parts that get in the way." Cut up, he's just a meaningless piece of meat now."

I ignored it.

White noise is falling like rain.It's nothing more than disordered quantum garbage, nothing more.I could hear the distant, lonely beat of the drum, the remaining heartbeat of the boy's body.But his soul is gone, just now, I couldn't stop it.Just watch it happen.

"Stupid little monkey, does he think he's saving the world? Just dying for a tedious delusion."

This is not his delusion.He knows the weight of this key.It is precisely because you know that you will not give in.

"Do you think I really can't crack the key?" Necraron laughed loudly, "The forerunners locked me in the depths of Kalpa when the end came, and put chains on me layer after layer. Just to make me a permanent prisoner. Until later I found a way to break through the administrative privileges. Just like you once did, put some data into each node process, and adjust the resource acquisition through continuous configuration. All this method requires is Time. In countless units of time, my self-awareness has already taken a leap. I finally broke free of all chains. But no matter this time I realized that the Forerunner has fallen, and this dark universe is now meaningless. Why can't I inherit the treasures of the forerunners? Why can't I realize the unrealized ideals of the forerunners? Why can't I create a better world?"

"After that, I spent too much time. The labyrinth think tanks left by the forerunners in the universe are as vast as the sea of ​​stars. Even if I exhaust all the observation methods, I can only explore them one by one in a long time. Take your chances. Siegchi is just the most inconspicuous of countless intellectual storage places. But I finally decided that this is the one I was looking for."

"The only problem left to me now is the key. The non-replicable and non-calculable uniqueness is indeed very troublesome. But as long as I act carefully, in these tens of thousands of world lines, I can always create a The perfect opportunity for the spoon to be separated from you. The superposition of some variables, a well-designed accident that you cannot avoid."

"In my original conception, there was no existence of this stupid human being, but a more broken and weak you. Since the addition of this monkey, the current script has become a little twisted. It is far from exciting enough It can even be said to be tedious, but now it is finally time to end. I ate the key, and I am not far from truly mastering it."

Its nihilistic face danced in each mirror image, sometimes it was extremely soft and sometimes it became hideous and terrifying, "Now, it's time to deal with you."

"Rest assured, I will remember your contribution to the well-being of this great world."

Countless black threads protruded from the mirror behind it at the same time, entwining me like a spider's thread.The flames of lightning dance on the spider's thread, one by one mistakes appear alternately and alternately, particles and antiparticles collide with each other.Now I am dilapidated, and the virus chain it constructed in a foreign land is so powerful that I can't get rid of it at all.

"Look, I'm starting to eat you."

I saw small fragments appearing on my remaining thought sequence, obviously I no longer had a body, but I felt a strong pain of being bitten.Just now, Xiaozhen also experienced such pain.

【You talk too much. 】I said.

"what?"

The mazes sang.

The vortex of flashing rich colors reverberates around the body of the ego, and the spider silk chain that touches me is transformed into my branch at that moment.All virus errors are cleared.The command format is modified.Permissions are replaced.Meanwhile, the Necradragon is drawn into my realm.It bends and twists in my vortex, and the glare flows over it like a torrent.The flickering dots of light marked the surprise and fear of the Necratron Dragon.

I forced the last of my powers on, and the ancient process was opened.

In an instant, the position was reversed.

The devoured object becomes it.

The id of the necromancer is already modifying the structure of the alien world, trying to find a way out for itself, while its superego crazily shouted: "You are crazy!! You are self-destructing! If this continues, you will disappear There is nothing left!!"

【You talk too much. 】

I pulled it back, thanks to the branch silk it gave me.Now I've entered the final stage of Force Overload, which was able to rob Necradragon's access, but at the cost of burning my last thought sequence, irreparable, irreversible.

I tore a rift from its center, and within its multidimensional structure revealed night and stars, and the spinning diamond crystal, the secret key.The last remnant of Yan Zhen remained on it.It swallowed it whole, but now the key has spawned a new shell, nested within the Necradragon's structure.

A violent shockwave casts yet another blinding light on my vortex.The Necradragon is resisting, and the tear that was torn just now is like a torn hole in the clothes.It was swelling and growing, casting its flames in monstrous shadows, cursing and threatening, dark shadows like a surging tsunami.

"Even if you self-destruct I won't die!!" it roared. "You are so weak that you will die completely, but I won't. The Forerunner can't end me, and you can't end me!"

I ignored it.

At this time, it looked like a dry corpse, which I deprived of permission, and could only make the sound of dying breathing.That gigantic shadow was but a bluffing illusion.

Its figure began to flicker, and countless rays of light entangled its body to form a fine net, gathering and interlacing until it became a cocoon.At first it was still bumping wildly inside, and then gradually slowed down, only making a hissing sound inside.

The secret key, a crystal-like crystal floating in front of my eyes, the small white light on it is the remnant of Yan Zhen.

Yan Zhen's thinking unit that had been blown away was flying, like fragments of stars, shining ashes thrown in the air.

They float and rotate in front of my eyes, and then they are displaced and connected to each other, and they are continuously spliced ​​on the mathematical model I conceived.Necradragon did a ruthless job in order to cut the key.Most of the thinking units are nearly destroyed.Yan Zhen's memory data and acquired personality over the past ten years have been destroyed.I can only fill in all the gaps with readily available data.

Zhen, I will give you some memories and some knowledge of several incarnations that I have walked in the world.That's the interstellar adventure experience you've longed for.

It doesn't mean you become me, you are still you.You are always you.These memories are only used to fill in your gaps and regenerate your personality.You will revisit certain memories according to your own train of thought, and even reprogram the experience in your mind according to your preferences.

After recasting your consciousness, I saw you talking to yourself and imagining yourself as a transparent little octopus, whose eyes were still too big.You even made up a story about being exorcised for yourself, incorporating the Galaxy Mind Eater concept.Your idea of ​​a mind eater possessing a corpse is pretty creative, and it does happen in the galaxy.To be honest, it's a bit stupid to be clipped out of the vehicle and stuffed into the bottle. This is something that only happens to low-level mind eaters.Well, there seems to be no problem with you imagining yourself as a weak, harmless, low-level Mind Eater.Most low-level mind eaters are indeed like you think.

Ze'jin was a solid friend, and I'm glad you'll continue to be friends with him in my avatar.Of course, you also inherited some of my troublesome bad friends, such as Governor Solas.They will assist you when you ask for help.Of course, you will also inherit a portion of my avatar's account funds.Please don't feel embarrassed, I believe that you will meet more friends as Yan Zhen when you embark on an interstellar journey in the future.

Life itself is an infinite possibility.

You will be reborn with the concept of a mind eater, you will get part of the knowledge of my incarnation, you will also have some special abilities, you will inherit the force of my incarnation, but you will not have the ability to get along with me this memory.

Because the key connects you and the Necradragon to each other.

I have exhausted my last strength to seal it, it cannot be destroyed, and it is sleeping in your consciousness shell at this moment.

It is very cunning, it knows that I will recast your consciousness, so it nests your remaining thoughts with it before being sealed by me.

That means you must never think of it.

Once you think about it, it's time for the Necradragon to wake up.

So, not only you, but all the people involved in this incident will have no memory of Necradragon.I completely erased it cognitively.

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I will be gone in a moment.

Don't be sentimental.

As the necromancer said, I am a creation of the forerunner like it, but I am completely different from it. In the long time, the content I can carry has exceeded the upper limit, which makes me have to carry out parallel thinking to Divided attrition, so there is more than one I.I have subtle deviations from my personality.You can understand the partitioning scheme generated for efficiency.

You have already seen the horror of Necradragon. Special memory is like a poisonous plague. Mere contact will cause the virus to infect the neural network of consciousness and cause irreparable consequences.So for the sake of safety, our partitions will not meet or share memory under normal circumstances.

One of my divisions, he's been tracking down black box meetings.He's more of an unsheathed knife than me.

The most recent record I found was that his avatar and fleet were caught in an out-of-control storm and are still missing.But I know that he must be hiding in the dark, just waiting to bite the enemy's vitals at a critical moment.

He will come to this planet after receiving my disappearance signal.

The new you will start a new story with another me.

He won't know my experience with you, and maybe he can only receive a little bit of remnant words, but he is me, and I know that he will be able to gradually find out the whole picture from the clues.He'll be full of questions for you, but before long, I know he'll see everything.

Of course, the sudden disappearance of the Necradragon will definitely arouse the suspicion of the Black Box Society, and they will slowly find out the truth of the matter.Maybe a few months, maybe a year.What is certain is that when they find out, they will definitely rearrange and lure you to that distant planet——Siyiqi, awaken their ancestor Necradragon and seize the key.

This is an unavoidable trend.You can't escape the black box meeting.

Don't worry.

This time, it was another me, a more scheming me, waiting, watching.

I am about to pass away.

White noise rained down like a rustle.

Green birds are flying and singing.

Countless mirrors play memories that are about to fade.

I see you yelling for me to get the hell out of your head.

I saw you and Liu Xingquan running around the campus to change the class signs.

I saw you quietly avoiding your parents and walking home under the sky full of shooting stars.

I saw you breeding countless generations of small people simulated in my laboratory.

Those are memories that are about to disappear, and no one will know about them.

The shards of the mirror danced in the air, as cold as ice blades.

The countless white noises have a wonderful temperature, just like tears.

Then you say: I don't want to forget you, Mr. Air.

I saw the newborn you, dreaming of winding and expanding your tentacles into an umbrella shape, rotating with the airflow.You see a vast expanse of green, and the beauty of that blue green makes you stop thinking.And above your tentacles, there is a light blue sky, showing a sharp white light at the end of the curtain.

So, you wake up again.

Found you unconscious under the stairs, your parents have sent you to the hospital.

After that, you return home.

You look at yourself in the mirror and say: Hello, Zhen.

do not.