owlsbooks Chapter 575: Behind every madness there is a philosophy
Chapter 575: Behind every madness there is a philosophy
"Shelley, perhaps you will be the last person to remember [this wanderer]. What a beautiful sunny sky, but I, "Zarathustra", must return to his loneliness once again."
"Since you have chosen to live in this city, you must accept the judgment of the people living in this city. Not only will you be exiled but your records will be erased. This city will only remember you as a wanted criminal who will be killed without mercy. As long as you sign the agreement to abolish the experiment now, there will be nothing left..."
"No, you don't need to dissuade me. The people of this city are not stopping this experiment, but they are stopping a possibility of human progress. You don't need to dissuade me. Yes, the human brain is a precision instrument composed of hundreds of millions of parts, and turning a living person's brain into a machine part is of course [completely] against the ethics of today's world. Although I can prove that all volunteer agreements are legal, then, Shelley, let me ask you, what is ethics!"
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"Although we don't know what the gem is or what it does, it can do what we want. Of course, for your plan, this hidden danger is insignificant - in the final analysis, the "gem" is just a calculator for you. I am the exact opposite of you. Whether this world is real or fake, I can think, so I believe that what I see is real!"
"…Is this the reason you did the experiment?"
"Hahaha, these people expelled me, and only made me a victim, a martyr. You have to remember, Shelley, there is a philosophy behind every kind of madness - but philosophy will never disappear. Farewell, President Shelley - even if there is a day when we meet again, I have already abandoned the name Faust!"
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Memories are fragmented, emerging like broken mirrors as the alarm continues to sound.
"President Shelley?" Schrödinger looked at Shelley with some curiosity, with doubt in his eyes.
Shelley suddenly stopped talking, which made her a little unsure of what was going on.
"Shelley!" Michelangelo naturally knew that the situation was urgent and he couldn't let President Shelley continue to be in a daze like this.
"Oh, sorry, I just remembered something." Shelley looked at Schrödinger on the side, "Have we taken control of all those crazy robots?"
"…Finally, we have put them into hibernation temporarily. Please immediately arrange for more reserve personnel to replace the robots to maintain law and order - otherwise, vicious crimes will easily break out on the streets."
"Yeah, but obviously we have other things to do right?"
Shelley looked at Schrödinger, and the story also reminded her of what the gem represented.
"Well, if we want to completely win this information war, then we have to solve the source of interference itself." This way of seizing control was strange, as if there was another terminal that was no less powerful than the underground server in City Hall.
"...we need to find the enemy's base camp and use ground attacks to seize control." Michelangelo naturally knew what Schrödinger meant. If he wanted to solve this problem, it would be best to solve it from the root.
But Schrödinger changed the subject, "However, before we lock onto the enemy's geographical coordinates, we can also use the "crystal" itself to launch a counterattack... relying on some small means to carry out some minor interference."
"…However, if we want to use these means, we must use these means, and we must provide further support?"
"Yes, this central computer room can certainly make various adjustments to the robots - but if I want to invade the other party's system, I still need to directly operate the crystal of reason itself. After all, the machine here is only connected to a part of the interface on the "crystal", isn't it?"
Shelley, however, was beyond Schrödinger's expectation. "If you want to manipulate the crystal, you have to go to the real center of this city."
"Haha! The crystal itself is not stored in this mansion after all?"
Shakespeare said as a matter of course, "Of course, although it seems a little ridiculous now, we still understand the principle of "don't put all your eggs in one basket". Let's go - I will use my car as the "President" to take you there."
They passed through the city and came to a place that was even more desolate than the suburbs. They saw several pyramids standing not far away, and there were buildings that were taller than the pyramids.
The rocket soars into the clouds, with its pointed tip reaching straight into the clouds. The tall steel frame looks like a sharp sword.
"Wow, it's hidden in a place like this?" Shakespeare shouted exaggeratedly, speaking in a dramatic tone unconsciously.
Schrödinger looked at the rocket in surprise, "So that's it, you want to use the power of "crystals" to explore the universe."
"...Are there any questions? Only by knowing more about what kind of universe we live in can everyone understand the meaning of their lives more clearly. Many pessimists and skeptics are clamoring that "life has no meaning." Shelley squinted and smiled, "Yes, life has no meaning, but it is just like the road under our feet - when more people walk on it, it naturally gains life... Let's go, we still have to hurry to the research and development base, where the "crystallization" you mentioned is."
When the group entered the R&D base, the whole of Alexandria fell into panic.
"Was that a fire?"
"Can a fire produce such thick black smoke? I feel like... it might be an explosion..."
After finally solving the inexplicable fire, while the militia was still thinking, Shang Boliang clapped his hands and said, "Dear reservists, you were chosen to participate in this mission because your commander trusts you very much and knows that you can complete the mission perfectly. Now, as you can see, thick smoke is billowing out of our city - and the culprit of all this is hiding behind the poisonous gas in front of you! They attack our scholars! Destroy our city! They are hiding behind the city in front of you!"
Bianca on the side looked at Shang Boliang strangely. These words seemed more like motivation.
Li Ming appeared out of nowhere, holding the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand. There were some black marks on the sword, but it became brand new after being wiped.
Looking at Shang Boliang who was persuading the reserve soldiers, Li Ming smiled. In fact, although he was not sure whether the person behind the scenes had anything to do with this incident, they were all bad guys, so what was wrong with him taking more blame?