A seemingly ordinary wilderness live broadcast pulls back the curtain on a thousand-year war between humanity and alien races.
The appearance of a seemingly harmless girl from a low-ranking p...
Chapter 243 Driving Myself Crazy
Huo Sijun was also very frustrated. He knew that there was something wrong with Nan Chi, but he had no evidence and could not prove it to "her!"
"So what?" Zong Lie also frowned.
What on earth is Huo Sijun doing?
Based on his understanding of this kid, he would never do such a ridiculous thing.
"You'll know when the time comes. I don't know how to tell you now."
Zong Lie saw that Huo Sijun was close to a manic state. If he asked any more questions, he suspected that Huo Sijun would go berserk on the spot and drive himself crazy.
Instead of continuing the topic, he took out a bottle of mental power repair potion and asked him to drink it.
"The situation in this village is quite normal. The villagers are all experts. What I'm looking for is probably with the clan leader."
After calming himself down, Huo Sijun got down to business.
"Isn't this the result we expected long ago? Look, those people around us haven't left." Zong Lie was very calm.
Because their ancient schoolmate Nan Chi had already moved into the village chief's yard, Zong Lie believed that the task assigned to them by their master had been half completed.
Zong Lie glanced towards the village chief's courtyard and said, "Since half of the mission has been completed, the rest is to find the alien race in this world."
"I don't think this is necessary." Huo Sijun shook his head. "If this world is really in danger, the village chief will solve it."
A god-level powerhouse! If even this hopeless level couldn't suppress the alien races of this world, then those of them below the king level would be useless.
"It would be better to ask the villagers about the situation of the alien race."
"I don't know what kind of experts the aliens sent in here." Zong Lie suddenly said.
If the people sent by those guys are not strong enough and come here rashly, then there will be a good show.
Huo Sijun disagreed, "Every sect knows that there are peerless masters in this village. Unless the Temple of God also has god-level masters, we will give up as many as we can."
Zong Lie sneered. That’s right. The Temple of God cannot afford to take the risk of letting a god-level expert enter here.
The villagers in this village look simple and ordinary, but even a teenager is at the king level.
Who knows how many peerless masters like the village chief are hidden among them?
Even if the aliens who come in this time are god-level strongmen, they will just be defeated for free.
"Should we let them go without returning? After all, it is much easier to kill one or two aliens in this place." Huo Sijun said angrily.
"It depends on what others think." Zong Lie hesitated.
The attitude of the current hidden sects is unclear. If they go out to hunt alien races, it will be counterproductive if these guys shoot arrows at them from behind.
"No matter what they think, go ask Nan Chi tomorrow."
"Nan Chi?" Zong Lie was stunned. "Will that lord be willing to release him?"
"Just ask and you'll find out." Huo Sijun said with a cold face.
When Nan Chi returned to the yard with the smart text scanner, he was still a little worried.
However, Jelly came out and said, "Have you forgotten that I am also a super intelligent computer. I can control this thing to quickly scan and save these books and texts while ensuring their safety."
Nan Chi rolled his eyes immediately, "Do you think you are trustworthy? I might as well trust Huo Sijun as me."
Hearing this, Jelly's fur drooped. "So I've always been so untrustworthy in your eyes?"
Nan Chi saw his pitiful appearance but showed no mercy. "Then tell me your origins carefully. Don't use the same old story. I don't believe it."
Jelly stared at me with a pair of green bean-sized eyes and asked seriously, "Is it only when I'm genetically bound to you that you'll completely trust me?"
Nan Chi crossed his arms and asked, "What do you think?"
Once a super robot in the interstellar space is bound to human genes, it will completely belong to someone.
That person has the authority to reset the superintelligence's memory archive.
In other words, if a robot has life and is bound to human genes, it is equivalent to handing humans a knife that can decide their life or death!
"Okay then, I'll bind you!" Jelly gritted his teeth and made a decision that he had been hesitating about but couldn't make up his mind about.
Even though he knew that the girl had a very cold personality and that after their genes were connected, she might not hesitate to clear her memory and make him start from scratch, Jelly still gritted his teeth and took the gamble.
Nan Chi looked at the jelly intently, then pulled out a strand of his hair.
Jelly took it without hesitation.
After a few seconds, Nan Chi saw a chicken-shaped pattern on his light brain. It was jelly, which meant that he was bound to his account.
At this moment, the jelly was nervously suspended in mid-air, waiting for its fate.
"Forget it, you go and control the intelligent robot to scan these books." Nan Chi sighed.
It's not that she was cruelly bullying a chick, but that the chick had a mysterious origin.
It’s a superintelligence made up of data.
Unlike humans who are changeable and emotional, super-intelligent computers are essentially a set of pre-programmed data. No matter how perfect their programs are or how much they resemble humans, they can never be humans.
Robots will not betray their masters!
If the jelly has an owner, the consequences will be quite terrible, and I will no longer have any secrets from the person behind him.
Being able to be genetically bound to her at least confirms that before this, the jelly had no owner.
Because there is no Skynet in this place, no matter how powerful the jelly is, it cannot be remotely controlled by anyone.
Jelly breathed a sigh of relief and went to work happily.
Nan Chi sorted out some ancient books that he had to memorize himself, and let Jelly deal with the rest.
She planned to organize these ancient books, return to Teran Star and send them back so that people on her home planet could study them.
This is also what the old man meant. The ancestral heritage is too seriously lacking, and many things are even broken.
With the help of jelly, Nan Chi's pressure was indeed reduced a lot.
The old man came once and saw Jelly busy working but didn't say anything.
So, when Huo Sijun and Zong Lie went to find Huo, Nan Chi was already almost busy.
"Is there anything wrong, senior brothers?" Nan Chi asked when he came to their temporary residence.
"Before we came here, our teacher assigned us the task of finding a way to deal with the alien race here. Have you asked that senior?" Zong Lie asked directly.
Nan Chi nodded. "I've asked, but the result isn't ideal. I don't know how to explain it. When he's done, I'll let him tell you in person."
She really didn't know what was wrong with the galaxy and why these people couldn't learn Taoism.
According to Nanchi's imagination, if Taoism and Taoism can be carried forward, the interstellar world should be renamed the "World of Immortality".
"Then when are you free, senior?" Zong Lie's heart sank when he saw that Nan Chi didn't seem to be joking.
"I'm free now."
Suddenly, an old voice sounded beside the three of them.
(End of this chapter)