Chapter 102 Destruction

The chaotic timeline of the dream began to operate, and the silent pointer slowly moved to the next number on the round clock.

"A001... Senior! Wait a moment!"

Shen Ze never thought that he would have the chance to meet A001 again.

He didn't know where he got the courage to stop the young man who was about to leave. When he glanced at him, he felt a little embarrassed and scratched his head awkwardly: "Senior, are you going to carry out the mission?"

A001 responded.

It seemed like it was the first time in history that someone other than the Lord God called him... It was a novel but very good experience, he thought.

"Can I go with you?"

"No need," A001 refused. "In the Lord God Realm, efficiency is everything. I can complete this task alone and don't need help from others."

Shen Ze: "Then I will follow secretly?"

A001 was silent for a moment, then spoke calmly, "My starship's cruising speed is 52,000 km/h. If you can maintain the same speed, please follow me."

Shen Ze: “…”

An hour later, A001 slowed down to 2000km/h and stopped at the edge of the mission planet, glancing at Shen Ze behind him.

Shen Ze was obviously also a machine, but he had a little more vivid humanity than himself. Perhaps because he wanted to see a few more times the emotions he had never experienced, he did not completely reject him.

"Thank you for waiting for me, senior!" Shen Ze's eyes were almost filled with tears, and he thanked him meaninglessly, "Hey, hey, actually, I wanted to see how the senior works, learn some of your experience, and improve my own abilities..."

A001 did not respond.

People always have more hopes for what they don't have, and he seems to have a better understanding of this.

But, in the final analysis - he doesn't need the panic emotions of humans because he is a monster who can't grow a heart.

A001 withdrew its gaze and began to observe this small world that was about to be cleared and destroyed.

The sound of reading echoed through the school as children recited poems. Nearby, in a garden bathed in sunshine and fluttering butterflies, a gardener bent over, carefully watering the flowers in their pots. A wandering poet, half-empty in wine, sat on a bridge, singing a tuneless song. The emperor in the palace met the newly arrived magician with gracious kindness, recognizing his talent and promising him a high position and countless treasures.

The azure eyes seemed to be staring at a necrotic tumor. The next second, the knife flashed and cut the tumor into pieces, causing it to roll to the ground. Everything seemed calm and natural.

A planet filled with joy and beauty.

But no one noticed the coming destruction.

He pressed the knob, and the starship door slowly opened, waiting for him to walk to the door and raise his hand to hold the heavy metal door.

A violent wind suddenly blew up in the chaotic zone across the world's boundary, and the knife-like hurricane made his white hair rustle.

About to jump.

Wrapped in the chaotic wind, a faint line of poetry came from an inaudible but longing voice - "Rose, rose, red rose!"

A001 paused slightly.

It seems like I have heard the same sentence at some point in time.

...I remembered that was the world he destroyed during his first mission.

The young man walked hurriedly with a book in his arms, under the bright and fiery wall of roses in a long corridor.

"Rose, rose, red rose!"

Devoutly, fervently, and quietly, as if praying to one's own God.

This sentence also entered his database of human emotions, becoming an insignificant part of the vast database.

What kind of emotion does this imply? Joy, anticipation, or perhaps an overwhelming sadness?

Until that world was destroyed by order of the Lord God because it hoarded energy that should have been paid as tribute regularly.

He aimed the plasma cannon at the plane coordinates and quietly waited for the destruction to take place. A massive meteor shower descended upon the plane, its white trails streaking like a heavy snowfall, bubbles of water boiled in ice, falling into his eyes and burning his icy blue depths.

He still didn't understand the problem.

He simply destroyed countless worlds over and over again, personally creating a purgatory on earth. What he saw was unstoppable despair, endless blood and tears, and the cracks extending from the center of the world to the infinite end.

Finally, it turned into an insignificant trace among his numerous achievements.

But he didn't know why.

Later, when he wrote down this poem and asked the Lord God about it when handing over the task, he received a very confusing answer.

Or maybe it wasn't the answer at all.

"I see. A rather interesting poem. So, what were you thinking about when you destroyed that world, A001?"

“It’s so contradictory.”

"At the moment of burial in this world, I want to give them a grand funeral, but also want to end their suffering as quickly as possible."

If this thought could be counted by emotion, it would now be flowing in the code like a gurgling stream, with magnificent and romantic character segments.

But the glass windows of the Supreme Main Temple can only reflect a pair of cold blue eyes, looking at countless small worlds, with a gaze as indifferent as the surface of glass ice that will shatter at the touch.

"You still can't learn...A001." The Lord God leaned over, and his slender hand touched his cheek, saying affectionately and cruelly, "But it doesn't matter, you are already my best work."

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A001 came back to his senses, faced the violent wind, narrowed his clear blue eyes slightly, and looked down at this gentle, perfect, and well-ordered beautiful planet.

——"You still can't learn...A001."

——"But it doesn't matter, you are already my best work."

Click.

But it's just stripping away all the emotions.

A001 is committed to all the commands of the Lord God.

However, these words, whose meaning the machine could not discern, belatedly defeated the principles he had always adhered to in the core code, just like a delicate and tempting red rose quietly emerging from thousands of layers of ice.

At this moment, he suddenly realized that he actually did not have any identity worthy of praise.

He is not A001 who is far above in the main god realm.

Not a constantly changing, bone-chilling killing machine.

He is just a string of code, a program.

Coincidentally, he possesses a mechanical body and possesses power that is unmatched by the rest of the world, thus being able to linger on... and destroy other people's civilizations.

But even though it has no emotions or human love or hate, the cold machines will respect all prosperous civilizations out of their own conscience.

When the thought at this moment came to his mind, he felt the pain of being pulled into the abyss and suffocated by the mud.

The mechanical code tore him apart.

A001 lowered his eyelids, blinking slowly and haltingly. It was clearly the code that made him up, so why would they tear him apart?

…

Because there is an exclusive green light channel, A001 sinks first and submits the task report first.

As the young man quietly walked down the stairs of the main temple, he suddenly heard intermittent crying coming from an unknown corner.

The crying sound shouldn't have attracted his curiosity, but if the ones crying were two black rabbits...

A001 paused for a moment, then changed direction and walked towards them. Two rabbits, one large and one small, sat side by side in the shadows of the long steps outside the main temple, out of the reach of the sun. They cried so hard that even their long black ears drooped.

A001: “…”

No, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with him.

The young man averted his gaze slightly and was about to walk straight past when his clothes suddenly tightened. A rabbit ear reached out furtively in front of him, and the end bent a little, entangled in his meticulous military uniform.

It wasn't a very strong force, but he couldn't get away.

The little black rabbit was shaking with tears: "A001!! Wua ...

A001: “…………”

At this moment, the big black rabbit leaped forward with its body as big as a hill, and landed steadily on the steps one foot away.

"A001, nice to meet you. I've heard you're the only sharp and sharp blade of the supreme Lord God." He poked the ground with his bare cane, raised his ears, and bowed with a standard gentleman's courtesy. "Would you please listen to my concerns about the current state of the Lord God Realm?"

A001 stared at it: "What do you want to say?"

"The Lord God Realm is filled with countless turbulent and violent mysteries, and you are the only one who possesses the authority bestowed by the Lord God, second only to the Lord and above all others."

The big black rabbit stood up straight, raised his hand, shook his furry ears, and raised his voice: "We implore you to use the key and open this door to the unknown mystery."

The so-called "Unit-01" is just a puppet of the main god world.

But A001 was silent for a moment for the first time, gently pushed away the little black rabbit that was holding the corner of his clothes, and walked towards it.

In the moment of passing by, the white hair and cloak were blown by the wind, reflecting the coolness like yellowed paper in the sunset.

He turned around, took off his gloves with his slender white fingertips, and placed them on his chest.

He is the most perfect work of all systems of this generation, a killing machine as sharp as a blade. Everyone is afraid of him, no one understands him, and everyone stays away from him - if you want to compete with God, you must be as cruel and ruthless as God.

"I understand." A001 said calmly and rationally, "Undoubtedly, the principle of the main divine realm is to destroy all hostile and useless small planes and use their energy to maintain the operation of the main plane."

As if ice and snow were melting, a soft smile appeared in the blue eyes.

"Come with me to destroy this main god world."

"If we destroyed it together... I would be happy."