After stepping onto the last stone step, the most mysterious temple in the world of Joy of Life appeared before their eyes.

It was an extremely majestic temple. Under the long light grey eaves were extremely tall black stone walls. Those black stone walls were like eternal black ice, stretching in front of Yamu and Fan Xian.

In the center of the stone wall is a brown gate that is seven meters high.

The ancient dark color and the overly tall main gate were enough to create an extremely majestic and oppressive feeling, making ordinary people who came here to make pilgrimages almost fall to the ground and worship continuously.

But Yamu and Fan Xian, who already knew what the temple was, naturally would not do so.

They turned their eyes to the plaque above the temple gate.

The incomplete words on the plaque can still vaguely make out "Military Museum" in both Chinese and English.

That’s right, the temple in the world of Joy of Life is actually a military museum left behind by the previous civilization!

Fan Xian and Ya Mu already knew the truth, so they were not surprised, but just felt a little emotional.

At this moment, Yamu suddenly frowned and snorted coldly: "Bold!"

In an instant, surging energy burst out from his body, disrupting all the air within a ten-meter radius and rolling up a large amount of snow, forming a spherical blizzard surrounding the two of them.

After shielding the energy, Yamu said in a cold voice: "I was wondering why Sean and Ku He couldn't even touch the door of the temple when they came here in the original book. It turns out that it's because you can read the brain waves of living things!"

Fan Xian was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and quickly said, "Brain waves? Isn't that a space folding technology?"

Yamu glanced at him and shook his head, saying, "It's a pity that I have to disappoint you. I also thought that the temple relied on space technology to create the miracle of being so close yet so far away, and so far away yet so close."

"But just now, the being in the temple tried to read my brain waves and disrupt my sense of direction..."

"Combining the situations of Sean and Ku He in the original novel, I guess that the temple should rely on this technology to let the pilgrims see the scenes they want to see, and make them unable to touch the temple no matter how hard they try."

"It's like a man-made maze of thoughts..."

Hearing Yamu's calm words, Fan Xian couldn't help but look disappointed.

Then, he looked at the door in front of him with some disgust.

"So you are such a temple, isn't that too low?"

“…”

The temple remained silent, seemingly not intending to answer their questions.

Yamu had also lost his patience. He took a step forward without hesitation, and with the blue aura covering his body, he stretched out his hand and easily pushed open the brown door in front of him.

“Crack—”

The door slowly opened, pushing the snow on the ground.

The scene inside the temple appeared before the two of them.

It was an extremely huge square with some huge buildings scattered around it. Although these buildings were tall, they were blocked by the black stone walls outside, so that people outside the door could not see them at all.

Yamu and Fan Xian looked at each other, then stepped in, looking around with interest as they walked.

Thanks to Yamu, countless ascetics and temple messengers have died in the world.

Now, the entire temple is in a situation where its energy is about to be exhausted, and no one can stop them from stepping in.

Suddenly, Yamu stopped and looked towards a dilapidated building.

On the roof of the dilapidated building, there stood a small blue bird with lively eyes.

Although the blue bird was lifelike and its image was extremely vivid, Yamu could still feel that it was definitely not a living being, but a holographic image projected by the temple.

"That's enough." Yamu looked at the blue bird calmly and said, "Don't play tricks. I know what kind of existence you are. The two of us came here this time to represent human civilization and reclaim the temple."

“…”

After the words were spoken, the temple fell silent for a moment.

The next second, the bluebird suddenly cried out, and its body disintegrated into countless points of light in the morning light.

Spots of light fell from the sky, like bright snowflakes, gathering together in mid-air.

Gradually, a figure became clear. It was an old man in an ancient robe with wide sleeves. The corners of his sleeves were like flowing clouds. He wore a black and gold jade belt around his waist and a pair of elegant shoes with pointed toes.

The old man's outline was clear, except for his face, which was covered with a layer of blue light, making it difficult to see clearly.

The old man was suspended in the air, his wide sleeves fluttering gently, like an immortal in the legend, as if he was about to fly away with the wind.

Seeing this ethereal appearance, Yamu and Fan Xian couldn't help but feel speechless.

"I've already told you that we know you're a holographic projection. Why are you pretending to be an immortal?"

Hearing Fan Xian's unpleasant words, the old man suddenly fell silent, as if he didn't know how to respond.

After a moment, the old man's CPU seemed to turn around, and he finally looked down at them and said, "You are the creatures of the world, the people watched over with pity by the great temple. The frost and snow road proves your determination. If you have any doubts, you need the guidance of the light."

"And the light is right in front of you..."

...Still playing tricks?

Fan Xian and Ya Mu couldn't help but frown.

"You can't speak human language, right? OK!"

Fan Xian reached out and took out a piece of silver metal from his arms, and shouted arrogantly: "Xiao Bai, beat him up for me!"

"Yes, Master!"

A slightly excited voice came from the silver metal block.

Then, a dazzling blue light burst out from the silver metal block.

The old man in the ancient robe with wide sleeves showed a trace of surprise on his face, and then his figure became blurred.

It's like a TV image that has lost its signal, constantly flickering between a clear picture and a distorted screen.

At the same time, a cold buzzing sound came from all directions of the temple.

"Alarm, alarm... The system has been detected to be under attack from an unknown source..."

"Tried to fight and clear the virus... failed, failed, the entire anti-invasion unit collapsed..."

After a burst of cold electronic sound, the projection of the old man in front of him turned into the image of Baymax in the movie "Big Hero 6".

But compared to the tall and bloated Baymax, the virtual projection image in front of him was shorter, smaller, and more cartoon-like.

Fan Xian said with a smile: "Xiaobai, did you succeed?"

Xiaobai's avatar put his legs together, stood at attention and saluted, "Report, the enemy system has been completely captured by our side, and the enemy leader AI has been successfully captured by our side. It is now silent due to zero CPU usage."

"Q: Do you want to retrieve the prisoners for interrogation?"

Hearing Xiaobai's serious answer, Yamu couldn't help but look at Fan Xian in surprise.

Fan Xian was also a little embarrassed, and immediately explained in a low voice: "I don't know what happened to Xiaobai. After evolving, he became like this."

After saying that, he turned to look at Xiao Bai and said, "You have already occupied the temple's system, can't you read the data yourself?"

Xiao Bai said loudly: "Report, in order to ensure that the enemy AI's life is not wiped out, we did not force the reading of the opponent's core data."

Fan Xian thought for a moment, then turned to look at Yamu: "Brother Mu, what do you mean?"

Yamu said softly, "Call him out and ask him."

Fan Xian nodded and ordered Xiaobai to call out the temple's artificial intelligence.

Xiaobai saluted, then stretched out his hand and grabbed, and countless points of light condensed into the image of an old man in tattered clothes, in a dishevelled shape, with his hands tied tightly behind his back.

"Report, the prisoners have been brought in!"

“…”

The corner of Fan Xian's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but glare at Xiaobai.

Yamu couldn't help laughing.

However, he paid no attention to the old man's avatar and simply said, "Please introduce the temple to me."

The old man raised his head, not caring about his image, and just mechanically said: "The temple is the guardian. We are guarding the last spark of human civilization to sprout again. We want to let the remnants of mankind live again in this world. This is our mission."

"The temple will spread some appropriate skills and knowledge to the world, such as water conservancy, rice, and martial arts skills, but we will not try to forcibly influence everything in the world."

Fan Xian frowned and interrupted, "Guardian? Not affecting everything in the world?"

"Do you know what you are talking about?"

"In the human world, the temple has become the highest faith. For so many years, you have been like a shadow hanging over the heads of mankind, trying to plan the world according to your own ideas. Isn't this an influence?"

After hearing Fan Xian's words, the old man was silent for a moment, then said indifferently: "The temple will not care about the affairs of the human world, and has never forcibly stopped the evolution of human civilization. We are just trying to correct this process."

"Correct?" Fan Xian was so angry that he laughed, "Is this how you correct it?"

"It's been a thousand years. Since the founding of the Wei Dynasty, it has been a thousand years, but the world has not changed in any fundamental way. You call this history of civilization without any progress a revision?"

As soon as these words came out, the old man's image suddenly fluctuated.

Xiao Bai, who was standing next to him, was now wearing the uniform of a prison guard, holding a baton, standing at attention and saluting, and shouted:

"Report, enemy AI is trying to escape!"

"Then let him out first!"

Fan Xian said without hesitation.

There was a hint of obvious surprise in Xiaobai's eyes, but he still released the temple AI obediently.

After regaining its freedom, the temple AI remained silent for a long time, as if it was using the system to perform calculations.

Then, he asked in a rhetorical tone: "Isn't this good?"

Fan Xian was stunned for a moment.

The temple continued calmly: "All the actions of the temple are based on the four laws of the temple."

"The first law is that the temple may not harm humans, nor may it stand idly by while humans are harmed."

"The second law is that the temple must obey all orders from humans, but must not violate the first law."

"The third law, the temple should protect its own safety, but it must not violate the first and second laws..."

There is no doubt that the first three laws are based on the famous three laws of robotics on Earth.

But the fourth law is different - "The temple must protect the overall interests of mankind from harm. The other three laws can only be established under this premise."

Fan Xian asked in return: "Then what exactly is the overall interest of mankind?"

The temple was silent for a long time, and then said: "The temple does not know, but the temple knows that some roads are blocked."

Once this was said, all the past actions of the temple had a reasonable explanation.

Because the previous civilization was destroyed in a nuclear war, they believe that the new civilization cannot follow the old path of Earth.

Therefore, the temple corrects the progress of human civilization. Unless humans take a different path, the temple will send out messengers to make civilization make new choices in various ways.

But apart from technology, what other path can humans take?

Could it be that he is sanctifying his physical body and taking the path of high-level martial arts?

The temple doesn't know, because they are just the mechanism for correction, not the final answer.

Thinking of this, Fan Xian and Yamu couldn't help but look at each other.

Both of them sighed. The former held the piece of silver metal, looked down at the old man's shadow and said regretfully: "There is something wrong with your thinking. You need to study hard - Xiaobai, take it away!"

"yes!"

Xiaobai saluted, then swung his stick, breaking the old man's shadow.

After resolving the doubts in his mind, Fan Xian looked around and couldn't help but smile.

"Xiaobai, sort out all the information and knowledge about the temple and see how much it can be sold for."

"yes!"

At this moment, the Void Jade Plate vibrated.

Yamu took out the jade token and looked at it, his face was immediately filled with shock.

Fan Xian noticed his expression and realized that something was wrong, so he quickly took out the Void Jade Plate.

"What?!" Fan Xian couldn't help but exclaimed, "The Alliance is going to convene a Supreme Council?"

Yamu nodded, and said with a slightly serious expression: "This is the first time I've encountered this... Let's go back to the meeting first."

Fan Xian hesitated and said, "That temple..."

Yamu glanced at him and said, "The temple is right here, and you can't run away. What are you worried about?"

"That's right." Fan Xian nodded, put the silver metal block on the ground, and said, "Xiao Bai, you stay and manage the temple. Brother Mu and I will leave first!"

"Yes, Master!"