boyutpedia Chapter 129 Blow up his mother!?
Chapter 129 Blow up his mother!?
"What...did you create?"
Uranus tentatively took a step forward. He was certain that time in the universe was still frozen at that moment.
Therefore, theoretically speaking, all the actions of the "thing" in front of them should also have stopped.
But that's not the case—the countless tendrils, like a stream of information, were now converging from all corners of the universe into a torrent, eventually spiraling and gathering around the enormous mechanical head.
Even without being technologically proficient, Uranus could easily perceive the knowledge reserves of top civilizations across the universe simply through his high-dimensional perception.
But at this moment, this knowledge is being forcibly gathered and poured into the mechanical life form before them in an incomprehensible and unreasonable way.
Hanlu looked at the creation before her, which seemed to be gradually adapting to the rules of this world, and her lips moved slightly.
"I can't give you a concrete answer. But if this guy dares to disobey me, I'll 'execute' him immediately."
He could feel a connection between himself and this creation, just like he was with the so-called "Twelve Talismans"—even if the talismans were not with him, he could still call upon or even seal their power.
He certainly didn't want to create something only to be sidelined.
He could never accept being appointed crown prince by his own child!
He had to make sure that even if this mechanical behemoth dared to have the slightest thought of rebellion, he could bring it back to its original form before it could act.
However, at the same time—
Beneath that enormous head, another tiny ray of white light, and a mechanical life form similar in size to Hanlu but slightly taller, began to gradually take shape.
The mechanical life form, seemingly with its eyes covered by a black veil, revealing only a pale mouth and jaw, gradually solidified.
He resembled an elegant English butler, one hand lightly resting on his right chest, leaning slightly forward, bowing to his great creator.
"Thank you for giving me life, Creator."
Hanlu did not look away.
Lycurgus – a supportive life form created based on his own understanding and modeled after the Enlightened One he created.
At the same time, under his instructions, the two beings in front of him, who came from different fictional systems, quickly learned about their identities in the "original world" and some possible futures.
And without a doubt, the all-knowing sage, high in the sky, began to descend with his star-like red "gaze".
He trembled slightly, very "obediently," and actively shrank his enormous, asteroid-like body—
All of this seemed effortless for him.
"You should already know your 'original' identities and everything, but I don't care."
Next, I need your computing power to assist me in completing the prelude to 'destroying a world'.
After that, I can grant you sufficient freedom, provided you do not violate my rules.
"Of course! Great Creator, it is our duty to accomplish Your goal."
Bo Shizun did not speak; instead, it was Lü Kuergos who responded.
Perhaps, the slightly trembling red dot on that enormous head can also be considered a form of recognition.
However, although the connection wasn't extremely deep, Hanlu began to sense a certain...excitement emanating from within the enormous mechanical head.
Perhaps it's because after understanding this vast Marvel multiverse worldview, the previously independent and almost sparse world of the "Sea of Trees" system seems insignificant.
The desire for the infinite unknown is always the most fundamental demand of intelligent life.
After all, compared to the original "Sea of Trees" system that almost turned itself into a single universe, Marvel's infinite multiverse, with all sorts of unreasonable artifacts and gods, is simply a gift from heaven!
At least for the learned Venerable One, who originally preferred to maintain variables and prolong the existence of the world, the present situation is now one of infinite information, the crisis of destruction, and the inevitable "collision of all things"...
He also fell silent and began to direct his computing power toward a new "future".
In this infinite world, the fate of a single universe is no longer important.
For example, right now.
Two beings, almost deserving the title of "gods of wisdom," are bowing to the approaching Cold Dew.
At this moment, Uranus could no longer suppress his shock.
"Master Creator," Lugurgos began, but was interrupted by Hanlu.
"If you'd like, I'd prefer you call me 'Mr. Cold Dew' or something like that. 'Creator' is too strange; you should know my temperament."
"Very well, Mr. Hanlu. I would like to ask you now: When you created us two, was it for some specific consideration, such as to maintain a balance to prevent one from becoming too dominant, or was it simply... a matter of whim?"
"What's the difference?" Hanlu frowned slightly, somewhat displeased with this statement.
But after he uttered the next sentence, he suddenly realized where his "chills down his spine" came from.
"Based on my current understanding from you, that 'stone'..."
Hanlu's face tightened for a moment, but quickly relaxed.
"It doesn't matter. As far as I'm concerned, as long as he doesn't really harm me, I don't care whether he's plotting against me or not."
After all, as you know, the giant computer you created did the same thing.
I'm too lazy to worry about things that are going to happen during the Cold Dew season.
Regardless of whether such calculations exist or what level they are at, they are far beyond what he can currently grasp.
Doing the present task well is the most important thing.
"So, I need you to help me calculate: what 'reasonable' way should I destroy that universe? And should I... reveal everything?"
Hanlu expressed her confusion.
He really needs a scientifically unparalleled AI assistant to solve his current predicament.
"Sir, according to a self-evident truth: when you toss a coin, you already have the answer in your heart."
Lugurgos did not answer directly, but he did provide an answer.
"But I may need to use a less-than-honorable means to fight for my rights."
And these rights may be the leverage I can use to enhance my own value in the future.
Hanlu craves power but doesn't know how to obtain it. He can create many worthless, low-level things at any time, but these things will be nothing in the future war of the gods.
Do you want to drown the other person in milk? Or stuff them to death with beef?
"That's only natural. A 'hero' who has degenerated into a cannibalistic monster is no longer a hero."
Every intelligent life has the right to decide and manage what happens after they are gone.
Moreover, they have already set their sights on this universe as their prey.
Therefore, as beings of this universe, it is perfectly justified to treat them however we choose.
Hanlu listened to this argument but did not feel relieved. Instead, she felt a hint of inexplicable...mockery.
"Okay, okay. I know you may not mean it sarcastically, but I still feel like my morals are being questioned."
So, let's put it in a simpler way:
I will eliminate all the zombies in that world and transform their 'remains' into nourishment for my growth.
Even if someone condemns me morally for this in the future, I will not regret it.
In the coming era of the gods' battle, I cannot stop!
"So now, Lukurgos! I need you to help me anchor the positions of all intelligent life in this universe to prevent collateral damage when the zombies invade."
Furthermore, allocate some computing power to help me calculate how many "valuable" items in the other universe are worth my effort to acquire, rather than simply dropping a "hyperdimensional bomb" to destroy that entire universe!
Hanlu exhaled a long breath, as if she had made a firm decision about the path ahead.
"At this moment, I need you to give me a fair assessment. Lugurgos—"
He stared at the eyeless mechanical body.
"What kind of person am I?"
The mechanical body, which had no eyes, visibly paused for a moment.
Even he seemed unable to confirm why his creator would suddenly raise such a question.
However, he still gave what he considered a reasonable answer.