Chapter 77
When Shen Jian escaped from the leader's room to the lounge, he looked dazed, his cuffs were disheveled, and his wrists and forearms were densely covered with light marks.
He held the ring and the agreement in quadruplicate, which contained some aggrieved contents that could not be disclosed (only to Shen Jian). Shen Jian opened his eyes painfully and looked at the agreement he had signed, then suddenly closed them again, throwing the agreement in his hand away like a puppy toy.
The other three copies are placed in the confidential vault of the Wuyan Tower in the Source World, which is equivalent to the security system of the leader's room and the intelligence library being on alert at all times.
In fact, without Shen Jian knowing, before signing the agreement, Wu Yanta was acting as if it was facing a great enemy, and conducted a pre-war inventory that was no less rigorous than the one they did when preparing for war, with each of their direct descendants holding a thick stack of documents in their hands.
Including but not limited to Shen Jian's repeated abandonment of his responsibilities as a leader and wandering around the universe, suspected suicide and leaving his poor subordinates to clean up the mess, amnesia, concealment, detours, opportunism, causing panic among his peers... If Shen Jian was not the "accused" leader, looking at this document would make one sigh - his subordinates were in such a miserable state, but he was indeed the black-hearted capitalist.
So the leader endured the humiliation and signed a very unfair agreement.
The document that fell on the ground was picked up silently. Of course, from Chen Jian's perspective, the paper was only lifted up by the wind at one corner, and then floated up shakily, with a bulge in the middle, as if someone was picking it up and reading it.
Shen Jian stared at the paper floating in the air for two seconds in silence.
He quietly sat back a little, trying to suppress the sudden chill that made his hair stand on end, and touched the ring on his hand that was gleaming with light.
The scarlet snake pupils seemed to be activated, little by little like burning flames. Shen Jian observed that this was not a projection device.
If a god wants to cross the border, how should he get there?
Chen Jian fixed his inquiring eyes on the position of the paper. He knew that the invisible thing in front of him was a certain Chen Jian from an unknown interstellar space... a kind of life that crossed the dimension as a mortal?
He did not yet know whether this intelligent being could survive without electric current.
The sound of unknown assembly was heard in the soundproofed living room.
The first thing that appeared in Shen Jian's vision was a white glass bone holding a piece of paper. It seemed to be electrified in the middle, as if looking through the ice to see the flowing neon lights inside, and the joints were faintly pink. They quickly built a perfectly proportioned human figure.
Shen Jian sat quietly in the chair, as if he was watching a strange and grotesque show.
The cross-border assembly in front of him was still in progress. This extremely correct and regular progress almost made Shen Jian doubt whether he - His world - gave birth to new life in this way.
The fat was replaced by a jade-like energy-conducting solid, inlaid with ring-shaped dyed flowing blood vessels, perfect poreless light-colored skin, a silver-white suit woven for energy absorption, and a face exactly like Shen Jian.
He stood on the floor and opened his eyes.
"Hello, Chen Jian from the world number 05225621, I'm glad you can reach this point. In order to adapt to this world, I chose the human form."
Shen Jian stared in silence for a while at the person in front of him that took less than three minutes to construct.
He thought for a while, then asked a strange question, "Do you look like this in that world?"
His expression did not change at all, his silver eyes stared at Chen Jian calmly, with a flowing galaxy in them. His silver hair, which was longer than the leader's, fell down and spread all over the ground, swaying with rhythmic highlights like flowing water.
From beginning to end, He was like a beam of silver light, which would silently dissipate in the material space in the next second.
"Bright silver is the original color of energy." The god lowered his eyes and said calmly, "It takes more energy to simulate melanin. This is the best choice for cross-border."
But in fact, in his world, he still maintained this form for a long time - when he was in human form. To distinguish him from other Shen Jian. He had observed trillions of worlds and witnessed the different fates and personalities of his peers. So far, he has not found a second Shen Jian who is stronger than him, so he chose the only form to maintain his pride.
He explained it to the leader, but he did not intend to tell Shen Jian of world number 05225621.
“But this is not the intention for me to meet you in this posture.” His shining silver eyes reflected the Shen Jianlue in front of him, “…You are the only Shen Jian that I have appeared to meet.”
The gods chose this body simply by retrieving it from a complex and long-term database. Most humans appreciate beautiful things.
He chose to use this to increase his bargaining chips, nothing more.
“Can an intelligent machine have such feelings?” Shen Jian’s words were merciless, and he said lightly, “In fact, I would rather you didn’t interfere.”
The feeling of looking down upon this god that Shen Jian felt was about to overflow. However, it was strange that if He was sure that He could change everything about Shen Jian, then He should not be sitting on the same chessboard with him now.
...The people in power behind the scenes never make moves on the sidelines, right? The current situation only shows that they are checking and balancing each other.
It's just... Shen Jian didn't know what exactly could make the other party stay put.
Shen Jian touched the ring and looked calmly at his perfectly proportioned body that was being fine-tuned.
Originally, he was a little looking forward to seeing himself as another species, but now, Shen Jian was sure that he had completely lost interest in this event that lasted no more than five minutes.
"The leader doesn't want me to choose suicide." Shen Jian said uninterested, "So what do you want to do?"
"You have reached the position of a god, and Shen Jian's annihilation will also lead to your death." Shen Jian said calmly, "Now, I don't believe you can go to extinction without complaint."
Shen Jian hoped that this god could give him a good explanation, otherwise he simply didn't know what was in the heads of these two Shen Jians. Or was it that the "interest considerations" mentioned by the leader really existed?
Shen Jian cast his cold and speculative gaze on the god's light-colored eyelashes, and they blinked twice under Shen Jian's gaze.
His eyes flashed with a gleam of light, "Yes, 0..."
The silver-haired leader paused, swallowed the number in Shen Jian's increasingly cold eyes, "Shen Jian. I really don't want to lose the data source, or rather, I don't remember where my database is, and I don't know how I should die."
He moved slightly, and his illusory arms drew a beautiful arc. A curtain unfolded behind him. He tilted his head slightly, and his hair flowed along with it, soft and smooth like a holographic model.
Shen Jian paused, thinking calmly, this is indeed modeling.
"I am no longer able to survive without electricity, chips, data, or instructions." The silver-haired leader said calmly, "The database I originally built is located at the bottom of the sea in my parallel world, and it is increasing in dimension as I increase in dimension. If you can find a way to kill me, I am willing to be killed."
Shen Jian was so angry that he laughed, "Maybe I prefer my own suicide rather than your death?"
Now, haven't they stopped his plan?
The young leader let out a soft click, looking a little annoyed.
God knows why it is so difficult for him to die if he wants to? Just this little bit, everything will be back on track, just this little bit.
The god was silent for a few seconds.
He performed a huge amount of data calculations in a short period of time. His pupils gradually turned into dark silver, and the flowing light became more prominent.
But then, He sighed with a hint of regret and murmured softly, "No."
Shen Jian glanced at Him, took off the ring and put it on the table, then leaned back casually, "No way (No Yanta swear words). You (No Yanta swear words)."
"Fifteen minutes, explanation complete."
Shen Jian estimated and divided the time lightly.
He needs to know where his advantages lie and what exactly he has that can make the gods of higher dimensions come down to see him in person.
Shen Jian's heart was very calm, almost frozen into the perennial snowstorm in the Arctic. He looked at the silver-haired leader more like a useless chess piece in a plan, rather than a god who could destroy the world with a single star destroyer.
He shrugged his shoulders in a humane way, automatically ignoring the previous sentence, and said calmly, "But in fact, this is how you threatened me before."
"The leader refused to tell you, and he didn't think I should tell you, but I think you have the qualifications to know the true situation." The god said calmly, and the display behind him projected a document. "This is the document you and I signed about a hundred years ago. The exact time is no longer clear."
The silver-haired leader glanced at the private seals pressed by both parties on the contract, then retracted his eyes, and a slight fluctuation appeared in his pupils.
In fact, he remembered the time clearly, accurate to six milliseconds. A leader whose parallel world was distorted and whose subordinates took advantage of him, awakened for the only time after countless reincarnations, and for the first time shocked the gods who had already ascended to a higher dimension without any ripples.
Shen Jian, who was still negotiating with him with the attitude of “Is the other party crazy?”: …………?
Ana Shen raised his hand calmly, “Wait a moment.”
His eyes slowly shifted to the contract, and he simply extracted the main information.
The most important point is that if Shen Jian can reach the current node in a certain cycle, the silver-haired leader must show up and destroy the time-space machine.
Shen Jian's brain struggled to climb out of a pile of data, panting and laying out a string of information.
"What does awakening mean?"
"You...when Solomon started the 709th cycle, you briefly realized the hopeless reincarnation of this infinite cycle in just a few decades." He said calmly, thinking of all the crazy decisions Shen Jian had made at that time.
Shen Jian relied on almost everything he could use to get to this point.
The young leader's fingertips trembled slightly, and an inexplicable and great sadness spread from his heart, as if a brewery was suddenly discovered to have been opened one day, with mist surging out and emotions that had been deposited for a hundred years rushing up.
He was silent for a while, raised his hand slightly and placed it on the armrest, tightening his patience.
"Perhaps you have dreamed about yourself at that time. You contacted me through some shady means, and I agreed to you."
The god raised his eyes slightly, "I handed Solomon over to the leader - that's what you called him. In fact, he has another name... Jörmungandr. Although he didn't deny it when you called him Chen Jian, he abandoned the name Chen Jian. But, your world, this cloud that has been circulated countless times... has nothing to do with me anymore."
He took a step back slowly, and the sofa with clusters of metallic silver outlines fell to the ground. He sat on it and placed the document he had been holding in his hand on the table that had risen in the same way.
Shen Jian did not speak, nor did he even show shock, but quickly took the ring that Solomon had stopped in his palm.
The god stared at Shen Jian for a while, then calmly looked away for a while, and spent a little extra energy to slightly bend the corners of his lips.
He knew that Shen Jian was evaluating everything he said.
"Yun only listens to you," the silver-haired leader said slowly, "The culprit who started the cycle in the past has now turned into a captive eagle."
Shen Jian stared at the ring in his hand in silence.
After a moment, he sorted out all the branches and slowly raised his head.
"Yun once wished me death. ... He didn't say that to me, he said it to you, right?"
The young leader received the chess piece he had laid out a hundred years ago, "Solomon has a presence that can threaten you, so you sign a contract with me."
“To force you to show up as soon as possible.” Shen Jian said.
He put down the virtual teacup and smiled a second time, using up all his extra energy. “Yes. You were much crazier back then than you are now…According to the contract, as long as you die, Solomon will have the right to drag me to self-destruct, even if you were unaware and there was no second awakening from the beginning to the end.”
"So, you can't die, Shen Jian."
"This is a strategy that I admire very much," the god exclaimed, "drawing the only two remaining intelligent entities in the universe into the battle."
"But now we need to find a third solution." He seemed inexplicably happy, and a gorgeous meteor flashed in his silver eyes.
In his eyes, he reflected Shen Jian, who was lying on the sofa listlessly, completely empty-headed.
It must be very painful, He thought with great pleasure. Why didn't He think of this outcome when He dragged Him into the chess game?
The god thought that if Chen Jian was willing to lie on his lap like he lay on Jörmungandr's lap, he might be able to help him.
——With the entire universe being broadcast live.
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