Chapter 392
Xiao Qi and Xiao Tan were eating hot pot, occasionally stopping to say and write the words and graphics they saw. Then they looked at the enviable eyes cast by the people who were not scattered nearby, and their little faces were full of pride.
They didn't consider other people's envy because of the help of big brother and sister-in-law. They only thought that they could do things for adults.
People from the surrounding civilizations and forces are indeed envious, some even jealous, jealous that the Galactic Civilization has children who just won’t be harmed by the ruins.
Gongsun Murong and Naraza, who help to add soup from time to time, have a flat expression. They never target the Level 8 civilization in the same way that other low-level civilizations flatter and flatter high-level civilizations.
For two people, going to Yuan Country is just a kind of cooperation. Yuan Country benefits, and they get paid. Of course, if they can one day not worry about the survival of the galactic civilization, they can simply reject a Level 8 civilization, even better.
Some people are eating outside the ruins, and some people are watching. In the ruins, Naraza is still checking one by one, taking away many materials that they don't want others to know.
Ten hours later, Naraza finally came to the Eighth Layer in the ruins. The entire Eighth Layer is a hall without many decorations.
As soon as she came in, she suddenly stood up, and she felt like have one's hair stand on end.
She saw it, and saw the Crystal Coffin, which was placed in the hall six horizontally and vertically. It was the same as the one she lived in, except that the color was slightly lighter.
More importantly, Naraza saw a person lying in every coffin, a skinny person. Those people can't see muscles and blood vessels on their bodies, only a thin layer of skin, and bones wrapped in skin. People have holes in their eye sockets, deeply recessed.
They don't have any Life Aura on their bodies, let alone the slightest possibility of waking up.
In the thirty-six Crystal Coffin, in front of the head of the person, there is also a three-dimensional image, in the image there is a person, talking non-stop, and accompanied by body movements.
Naraza's eyes widened, watching and listening warily.
After listening for half an hour, I found that it was played repeatedly.
When it was played again, Naraza took out a package of fried potato chips from Soul Space in order to ease his tension and listened to it while eating.
"I failed. Later people, I want to tell you, or you, we failed. The place where our research is located, thinks that we can change the environment, and then bring the thirty-sixth The ninety-six thousand and one-hundred generations of god creators made success. But the result was failure.
We hope to create a god, or many gods, to help us fight and help us conquer one after another Civilization. But only the body created by the first generation can be preserved for a long time. Later, we have been experiencing failure, no matter what adjustments we make, and no matter how we imitate the first body.
It is a pity that the soul of the first god-made body we researched is incomplete. She can only survive on the instrument. We don’t know how to wake her up. She is so unstable. She and her multi-functional auxiliary combat training instrument, There are always fluctuations out of our grasp.
We decided to destroy her, but the person who made her, Boss Naraza, treated her as a daughter, and she secretly let her go. Sophia • The creator of Naraza, sent her into an unstable Space Crack.
We did not destroy her, we also lost a research object. In fact, the result is the same, whether it is destruction , Let’s send her to a Space Crack that is almost impossible to survive. We don’t get any information."
Hearing this, seeing this, Naraza was stunned. The fries contain In the mouth, I have forgotten to chew.
"I was created by God? I am the first generation? I am a failure? They want to destroy me? The one who made me sent me away. Her name is Boss Naraza. I am The soul of is missing, they are afraid that they can't control me?" Naraza thought, she didn't want to admit that she was a manufactured thing, even if she had already had the same guess. She felt that she should be a living person, a Princess, but she was accidentally lost, she still hopes to go back, and enjoy the warmth of family like Big Brother Murong.
Now, all fantasies are disillusioned, and guesses come true. Does it make sense to exist? For what to live for?
Naraza's mood swings increased, and the video continued: "Poshi Naraza is a madman, yes, she is crazy, she can no longer participate in research, she keeps saying that her child is still alive . We put her in a safe place, hoping that one day she can recover.
Then we continue to study the god-made plan, generation after generation, failure, failure, or failure. No matter how many researched out Generations, no matter where they and other research departments are sent, even if other topics have been successfully studied, they still die.
I know that one day we will succeed in the end, and the research will be more acceptable. We control the god-made warrior. But we don’t know what day it will be. We worry that the first body is still alive and accidentally becomes stronger. We hope to find her and destroy it.
Today , Our research on the subject is over, we can collect the data and collect it well, we are leaving. We have discussed and left 36 failed products, which is a kind of commemoration to commemorate our research institute and commemorate us for a period of time.
Latecomers, I don’t know you, or whether you can understand what I’m saying. But I want to tell you, don’t blaspheme the failed products that we have made, unless your technology can switch between nothingness and nothingness at will. The extent of the real space. Otherwise, any unfriendly behavior of yours towards our failed products will become the reason for your demise."
The video ends here and plays from the beginning.
Naraza lowered his head, still thinking about his identity and the meaning of his existence. The more I think about it, the more sad, the more I think about it, the more I feel that being alive is not fun.
"Big Brother Murong, why do you still exist?" Naraza said as if to herself, she just wanted to tell herself.
But just as her voice fell, a voice appeared in her mind.
"Because I need you, you are my fiancee."
"Big Brother Murong? You, how did you contact me?" Naraza thought in surprise.
"You need it, so I came. The meaning of life is not in the meaning produced by living things, but in the true meaning of the universe. Living for oneself is meaning; living for others is meaning. Without thinking, talent There is no meaning, but the thoughtless creatures will not consider whether their existence is meaningful.
You can lead a civilization to a powerful existence; you are an existence that can bring happiness to others; you are An existence that makes the enemy fear and tremble. So you have meaning."
Gongsun Murong continued to persuade, he was really worried that Naraza could not think about it.
Naraza kept nodded, and then asked: "Who am I?"
"You are the future daughter-in-law of the Galactic Civilization Earth Empire Gongsun Aristocratic Family. It is me Gongsun. Murong’s fiancee is a little girl who sells water, Sophia •Naraza."
"Yes, yes, I am Sophia •Naraza. The fruit that grows on the tree is life, and the eggs that fish lay are life. The robot is life, the egg laid by the chicken is life, the child of life is life, I am a life composed of many things, soul filling is life, why can’t I live? The form of production is not important, what is important is I live more comfortably than chicken, fish, and fruit."
Naraza quickly wanted to open it and regained its vitality.
The happy Naraza circled around thirty-six Crystal Coffin, and said, “How could it fail? Damn researchers, why don’t you tell me the date you came and left? Why not Leave me a coordinate. I have to save the person who created me, why should I lock her up?
Want to control me? Your purpose of making me is not to let me be free? Wait, wait I have seen it in the ruins next to it. As long as there is a record, I will definitely find it. Let you see, the uncontrolled Naraza is happy, and the uncontrolled Naraza is powerful."
Naraza became happier as she talked, suddenly came to a Crystal Coffin, opened the coffin, and flew out with disgust with the mummy inside, rinsed with water, and specially added various Cleaning agent, disinfectant, and many kinds of energy radiation sterilization.
Finally, I dried the Crystal Coffin, moved my body, frowned, and muttered, "It's clean, it's clean," and lie down.
Close the lid and operate it like she did in her own Crystal Coffin.
Crystal Coffin rays of light shot in all directions, stood up in the hall, and suddenly decomposed, surrounding the Naraza standing in the air and combining them into a mecha.
"hahaha." Naraza laughed and shouted: "Big Brother Murong, look, I can use their instrument, which is much better than other mechas I see now, Big Brother Murong, you too Give it a try. If you can use it, we will all use this to fight the enemy in the future. If we meet the mecha of the Mabu Empire again, I promise to use the current mecha to blow them up."
Naraza manipulated mecha to perform various actions, and then said: "Not good, worse than mine, there is no jewelry in it, just look at the color, not to mention, it also lacks aristocratic temperament. But it can still be used, in the future Let’s use this for our soul-filled bodies. Come over and try your body on the spherical spaceship. You can wear it."
After Naraza finished speaking, the mecha was decomposed and recombined into a Crystal Coffin. , She opened all the other thirty-five, took out the failed products inside and threw them aside, and cleaned and sterilized thirty-five Crystal Coffins together.
Gongsun Murong's body came over and looked at Crystal Coffin one by one. It suddenly occurred to me that if I were myself, could I rely on sleep to improve my strength like Naraza?
Why did the civilization of Naraza give up the current Crystal Coffin? Is it really to keep a memorial? Still unable to refurbish the furnace? Or do you think that the failure can no longer be provided to other bodies for training?
Naraza didn’t think about it. She took Gongsun Murong to the Crystal Coffin she used before, and pushed him in: "Quickly, try it. I'll tell you how it feels to operate."