HBWnovel Chapter 527 No Survivors
Chapter 527 No Survivors
Chapter 527 No Survivors
In the previous episode "Xiaoyu's Game", humans established the "Artificial Intelligence Management Committee" after the disaster and began a desperate war with the Night Demons.
This shows that their envisioned method of "using AI to fight AI" is feasible.
At least after Juejuezi was freed from the seal, he did not die on the spot, and his miserable life was extended for a while. It is really cause for celebration.
Well... although it's not a cure for the disease, it should at least be a temporary solution...
He touched his chin.
In this way, one day in the future there will inevitably be a breakup between him and the AI he created, and then the question arises.
As the "spokesperson" of the human side.
How can he make full use of his identity as an "old father" and use the most gentle tone to make threats to the newly awakened Juejuezi that are tactful enough but at the same time the most intimidating?
Ok……
[Child? You don't mind me having a second child, right? ]
No, no, the amount of information is large enough, but it seems that the momentum is a bit lacking, not strong enough?
【If you have not heard that the virtuous should be appointed instead of the eldest, then wouldn't you be afraid that your father would depose the eldest and appoint the youngest?】
Hmm... it seems a bit too strong. What if the naughty kid gets angry and flips the table?
Does anyone know if Juejuezi is grumpy when waking up?
Shaking his head, getting rid of the wild thoughts in his mind, he looked up at a corner of the bookshelf...
I don't know if there's a suitable line in it?
After all, his biggest enemy is still the Night Demon Clan, but the ending of "Xiaoyu's Game" is very hasty, and the narration of the future seems to be suddenly interrupted.
[War is coming.]
But the truth is never written in books...]
This sentence always gave him a feeling of wanting to say something but not being able to.
Is the war too brutal to be described, or is it because of space limitations that it will be discussed next time?
Even if all of humanity was locked up in a small dark room and this heavy burden of war was abandoned, could it be that the powerful combination of Juejuezi and himself... still could not defeat the Night Demon Clan?
The outcome of the war between the two sides and the final fate of mankind...
And can the spoils obtained from the battle at the welfare home provide them with useful intelligence?
How will the Night Demons react and retaliate to the sudden destruction of the other party’s stronghold?
Life is a process of constantly searching for answers.
Meng Lang was lucky, the answers he wanted were all in the book...
Pull out the autobiography from the corner of the bookshelf.
On the grey cover dotted with red ink, there were four large characters written in thick black Weibei script:
And then there were none!
Meng Lang felt his heart tremble suddenly.
Hey, hey! This is definitely not the "answer" he wanted!
Last time it was at least the “Last of the Mohicans”, but this time there’s no one to even pay tribute to him after his death, right?
What happened to the saying that the harder you work, the luckier you will be?
Stay calm! Stay calm! The title of the book cannot explain everything. Who knows, there may be a big twist later?
According to convention, it is not the brothers' style to let him guess the ending easily by using the title of the book. That should be it...right?
I took a deep breath and turned the first page with a heavy heart...
[That’s right, life is a process of finding answers.
However, more important than the answer is the question.
If the answer is wrong, you can correct it.
If the question is wrong, then any answer will be nothing more than a series of detours...
"How can we defeat the Night Demons and save all of humanity?"
I have been searching for the answer to this question all my life, and my friends and I have fought an arduous and tragic struggle for this!
Study the weaknesses of the Protoss, explore the possibility of a comeback, and utilize all available resources.
Fight against viruses, fight against giant beasts, fight against Jue Jue Zi, fight against humans...
Although due to the obstruction of a certain big country, we still failed to prevent the arrival of Pluto.
But we relied on our advantage as prophets to build up the huge wartime industrial complex "All Things Holdings" step by step, created the second world of mankind "Honkai Heart", and created "Cassia Seed" that can activate the love and hatred with Jue Jue Zi at any time...
I don't know when, but the Earth's orbit has been filled with our floating orbital cannons.
The defense circle surrounding Wu City is lined with turrets, third-generation robot guardians are everywhere, and unmanned seventh-generation fighter jets cover the sky.
The Allied Forces that integrate humans and machines are enough to keep any evil axis on Earth out of the country!
The war came as expected.
We gambled on the future of our children, sacrificed countless comrades, and stepped on the wreckage of an enemy country...
With the home advantage, we even once severely damaged the "Nest" and saw the dawn of human victory...
However, it was not until the end that I realized that I was wrong, we were all wrong!
Yes, at the beginning, we mistook the real enemy.
Just like the acquaintance I met during morning exercise the next day, the direction was wrong, no matter how hard I tried, I would only fail in all kinds of strange ways...
2063 7 Month 8 Day.
On this day, a rift in the Mariana Trench tore through the Himalayas.
A mushroom cloud from the Yellowstone volcano stretches across the sky.
The scars of the planet are like the abyss.
The sky was covered with a shower of meteors and fire...
It wasn't until that moment that I understood.
Some things cannot be changed by hard work.
We can only do what we feel is right and then accept that it may not go as we wish...】
……
The next day, the wind was gentle and the sky was clear.
"...your footsteps wandering around the world
My thoughts follow you far away
Whose tears condensed into frost in the moonlight
It's you who makes me miss you so much..."
A group of elderly men and women in red clothes walked past in an orderly formation, with the speaker in the leader's waist bag playing the deafening song "Walking Around the World".
Meng Lang, with a pair of dark circles under his eyes, had lifeless eyes. He mechanically waved his arms along the familiar street, exuding an aura of decadence from head to toe.
Just like the weird phenomenon popular in society.
On one side are the vigorous elderly, and on the other side are the lifeless young people...
The slightly noisy and peaceful daily life seemed like a dream bubble in Meng Lang's eyes at this moment, like bubbles that would burst at the slightest touch.
For these ordinary people, being unable to foresee the future may be a good thing.
There was a moment when he just wanted to escape desperately, escape from the study filled with all kinds of "tragedies", and escape to a faraway place where no one knew.
The sun was shining outside, but his heart was filled with gloom...
Why should we think about struggle all the time?
Isn't it also very happy for people who have completely accepted their fate and reconciled with themselves?
Should he give up? But he was unwilling to do so.
We have worked so hard until now, but the bodies of the brothers who sacrificed their lives can be arranged into several "positive" characters...
Can we continue to struggle?
Please, the earth is cracked and there is no air in the universe. Who do you want him to compete with?
If “no one survives”, what’s the point of trying?
No wonder the brothers in the previous episode didn’t even want to write anymore. Such a “truth” is too despairing…
Lying down or struggling, both lives are very happy.
Aren’t those who are wavering between these two choices the most pathetic and the most miserable?
Just when negative emotions were overflowing, a burst of hawking voices suddenly came to my ears.
"Rice noodle rolls, rice noodle rolls for sale, authentic Cantonese rice noodle rolls, delicious and cheap!"
"Hmm?" The voice sounded familiar, and he couldn't help but turn his head to take a look at the snack stand next to him.
This one glance made me stunned.
It is indeed as the book says, I met an "acquaintance" here today.
In a common mobile cart, Wang Xianfu, whom I had met a few times before, was selling his wares while sweating profusely as he worked on an iron plate with a shovel.
The rice paste is poured thinly onto the steaming plate, and a paper-thin rice noodle roll skin is steamed out in the rising smoke.
Apply a layer of sauce, add various ingredients, and fold the rice noodle rolls skillfully...
The successful small entrepreneur who used to carry an Hermès handbag with him all the time now wears an apron and hawks his wares among the small vendors.
What's going on?
Even though he was somewhat mentally broken by the future of this episode, Meng Lang still couldn't help feeling shocked.
A small boss who owns a BMW luxury car changes his business to become a vendor of Cantonese rice noodle rolls?
Is your crossing over a bit abrupt?
Wang Xianfu on the other side soon noticed the young man standing in a daze in front of the stall.
The moment he saw Meng Lang, a hint of unnaturalness and panic flashed across his face.
He felt a little embarrassed that he was seen in such a miserable state by people he knew, especially the parents of his son's classmates.
"Brother Wang, what are you doing..." Meng Lang looked strange.
"Hey! It's Brother Meng. You're out doing morning exercises so early. Come on, if you don't mind, sit down and have breakfast. It's my treat."
Wang Xianfu looked embarrassed, but he tidied the small table next to him skillfully, and his chubby face was soon filled with a smile again.
But the curve of his mouth was somewhat bitter.
"Uh... OK, no need to treat me, just give me a bowl of rice rolls with shrimp and a cup of soy milk."
"Okay! Come right away!"
Meng Lang, who hadn't had breakfast yet, sat down and looked at the busy Wang Xianfu with a strange expression.
The reason why I went on a morning run despite being in a bad mood today was simply because I was curious about who the "acquaintance" specifically mentioned in the book was.
From the looks of it, it seems that the other party is also a professional failure.
I came here today and saw that this failed posture was indeed quite strange...
Hmm! Or how can it be said that humans are a kind of comparative animal? Seeing that the other person is not doing well, Meng Lang's mood inexplicably improved a little.
In less than two minutes, a serving of crystal clear, shiny and appetizing rice rolls was served.
In addition to soy milk, a small plate of crispy radish was also served.
"Brother Wang, looking at your movements, you don't look like a novice?" Meng Lang asked curiously.
There were few customers at the stall, and Wang Xianfu wiped his hands on his apron.
"Haha! I'm not from a rich family. When I went to the south to make a living, I did all kinds of dirty and tiring work.
I have worked in factories to tighten screws and set up stalls on the streets. This skill was acquired during that time.
Fortunately, I am not rusty and can still make a living today."
A look of self-mockery appeared on Wang Xianfu's face.
"Alas! I'm not afraid of being laughed at by my brother, but I've had some problems with my business recently, and I'm having a hard time... So, I can only go back to my old business temporarily...
You can blame it on my bad luck, brother..."
After listening to the other party's story, Meng Lang finally learned about the other party's recent experience.
It's not unusual, as it's something that many small contractors are familiar with.
Real estate developers owe construction companies, construction companies owe outsourcing teams, big contractors owe small contractors, small contractors owe migrant workers...
The real estate boss owed money and became a deadbeat, but the bank treated him with great respect, after all, the bank itself was not clean.
The construction unit has a very powerful background, so the big contractors dare not speak out.
Therefore, the ones who suffered the most were the small contractors, who could not get paid by their superiors, and the group of migrant workers below had to come to collect the debts in the middle of the night.
Selling the house and car couldn't fill the hole, so he had no choice but to "sell his skills".
Speaking of which, Wang Xianfu can be regarded as a typical worker who started from scratch. He went out to make a living at a young age, and after saving some capital, he opened a small company and became a contractor.
With his hard work from dawn to dusk and the connections he had accumulated over the years, he caught up with the boom in real estate.
Just like the other person's name, he became one of the lucky ones who got rich first.
It’s just that there are unexpected changes in the world and people are subject to misfortunes and blessings at any time.
Wang Xianfu originally wanted to replace his Audi with a scissor-door one in the second half of the year, but he didn't expect that he would replace it with a small three-wheeler...
Sure enough, if you want to move up a social ladder, you have to avoid falling back into poverty…
"Alas! The housing prices in the market are still strong. How can such a large enterprise not come up with the money?..."
Hearing such sighs, Meng Lang felt a little emotional for a moment.
The market's reaction is always a step slower than capital.
Haven’t you seen that the Hong Kong man who was the most aggressive in real estate speculation has been making a profit in the past two years, and even the prosperous Xu Group is trying hard to transform itself?
In the game of passing the flower, the person who runs last will definitely suffer the most.
At present, it is only a small-scale funding chain problem. In two years, when the lid can no longer be covered and even ordinary people can feel the chill, that is when the domino effect will really spread...
Well... come to think of it, it seems that he was "once" one of the unlucky guys who bought a house in 2018.
What’s worse is that, if you don’t buy the right location, you will lose your life...
From this point of view, it seems that he has no right to say that Wang Xianfu is slow to realize things.
"Brother Wang, don't be too pessimistic. Since you have been able to get to where you are today, you can certainly make a comeback. Who hasn't experienced a low point in life?" Meng Lang could only comfort him in this way.
"Oh! Family members know their own business. I'm almost 40 years old. How many opportunities can this era leave for someone like me?
But I don’t want to think too much, brother. It’s enough for our family to live a simple life.
Don’t underestimate my small business. If I work harder, I won’t make much less than before.
My next step is to pay off as much of my debt as possible, then borrow some capital from my father-in-law, and then open a small restaurant in Wu City.
There are more opportunities in the inland, and my brother has some connections there, which may be useful..."
However, he did not notice that Meng Lang looked at him with even more sympathy...
No wonder even your own brothers can't bear to look at you. Your life path is just like walking into a gun barrel!
Wang Xianfu sighed, and his eyes became red as he spoke.
"Ah! I don't care about anything else, I just feel sorry for Xiao Kai. I spoiled him since he was a child, but I couldn't give him a good condition."
As he said this, he looked at Meng Lang somewhat embarrassedly.
"Brother Meng, I don't want to affect my child because of family matters. I'm worried that he won't be able to accept it for a while.
So I would like to ask you not to tell the children about my stall..."
Meng Lang was stunned, looking at Wang Xianfu with a sincere face, and then he understood what was going on with the enthusiasm he had shown when they first met.
It turns out that they are worried that their children will be discriminated against by their classmates...
I looked down at the rice roll and could tell from how full it was that it had enough ingredients.
From the glory in front of people to the cautious flattery now...
I can only sigh in my heart... "Father's love is like a mountain"!
"Don't worry, I'm not a gossiper."
"Thanks……"
"Boss, one serving of barbecued pork rice rolls!"
"I'm here! Brother Meng, I'm sorry, please take your time while you eat. I'm going to go and greet the guests first."
Watching the other person getting busy again, Meng Lang took a bite of the rice roll and felt something was not right.
I couldn't help but put down my chopsticks and sighed.
To be fair, he had no ill feelings towards Wang Xianfu.
Although he loves to show off and compare with others like some nouveau riche, he is just like millions of Chinese people who have become rich through hard work. He has achieved his current life by working hard with his own hands step by step.
The fact that he did not run away after owing the debt but instead tried every possible means to repay the debt makes him more worthy of respect than most well-dressed businessmen.
But just as it is written in the book.
Some things cannot be changed by hard work. The degree of your efforts only determines the way you fail...
Besides...what would happen if I succeeded?
Everything is like a bubble...
Will eventually turn into dust in the universe...
"Chi~"
I heard the sound of a car braking and a door opening and closing from behind me, followed by a pair of high heels approaching from afar...
Meng Lang didn't even turn his head and picked up a small stool beside him.
"sit!"
"Huh?" A surprised voice came from behind, and then a graceful figure with a gust of fragrance sat down next to Meng Lang.
Gao Yuan looked Meng Lang up and down curiously.
"How do you know it's me? I heard that martial arts masters can recognize people by their voices. Is that true?"
I can't recognize people by their voice, but I do have the ability to recognize people by reading their books.
"Oh! How come everyone knows that I'm a martial arts master? Am I hiding it so poorly?" Meng Lang said helplessly.
The same goes for Mr. Hu and Gao Yuan.
Have I ever shown my prowess before people? You are just making irresponsible comments.
"Puchi!" Gao Yuan smiled brightly.
"Don't get me wrong. I was just curious and took the opportunity of work to ask Lawyer Lin about some of your heroic deeds."
The corners of Meng Lang's mouth twitched.
Why do they say women love gossip? Even the aloof Lawyer Lin is no exception?
"By the way, if I wear high heels or sneakers, will it affect your ability to recognize people by voice?"
Hearing this strange question with a unique idea, Meng Lang rolled his eyes.
Speaking of which, Gao Yuan was indeed a bit too curious about her boss.
The last time I went to inspect Monsanto Animal Husbandry, I was not treated as an outsider at all and just moved directly into their home.
Just some clues on the bedroom bookshelf almost completely exposed his false persona as a "history lover".
My mother is a talkative person...
What if all my secrets are exposed? How can I, as the boss behind the scenes, maintain my mystery in front of my subordinates?
Oh! The savior chosen by Earth Civilization also picked Mi Tian Gong?
The Wallfacer's prestige has been shattered to the ground, right? !
(End of this chapter)