Chapter 678 Chapter 676 · “We in the past are doing our best to protect us in the future.”

Linguang stepped onto the rooftop.

 His injuries worsened and his strength gradually disappeared.

On the rooftop, the parasol and round table are still standing in the corner, which were once filled with desserts for Louis Vuitton. He used to live broadcast leisurely here, drinking tea and threatening all mankind with a smile. However, half of his body was now stained with blood, his injuries were so severe that he was almost in shock, and he was panting heavily with every step he took.

How on earth did he get himself to this point?

 Because of "love"?

 Because he welcomed Luvis into the City of God?

 He raised his head and could see the fireworks in the sky in another direction from the rooftop. People who are not on the battlefield are setting off fireworks.

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The bright light shines from the distance, as if it is bringing the world into a new century of peace and happiness. The light was like a sunbeam, with a hazy beauty in his increasingly blurry vision.

"Lovis..." He kept chanting the name, dragging forward with all his strength, his body as heavy as a sack.

 As he spoke, he suddenly started crying.

 “Lovis, Lovis…”

　　　…”

 He ​​looked at the gradually rising platform in front of him. Above it was a bright red button and fingerprint mark. After iris authentication and password input, he could detonate the nuclear bomb in advance.

Thus…

 The story will have a happy ending.

 A glorious future in which he has cleared all obstacles.

He stepped forward step by step on the soft snow, but suddenly heard a very heavy sound.

"boom!"

The white light flashed, and the black-haired young man fell one meter away from him, with no blood on his face.

"…" Lin Guang was silent for a second and continued to walk forward without paying attention to Luvis.

 Five seconds later, Su Mingan managed to hold himself up.

The snow was so heavy that the heat in his body was losing rapidly, and he couldn't even keep standing.

 But he could still see Lin Guang's figure in the wind and snow.

Wearing a black cloak, a pure white top with golden patterns, such a conspicuous figure.

For a moment, he saw Lin Guang wearing Hanfu, with pine cranes and white bamboo embroidered on the collar of his black shirt, with red threads left on the cuffs, and the tapping of soap boots could be heard on the ground.

However, the next moment, he only saw Lin Guang, wearing a battle uniform of the **** camp, walking towards the nuclear explosion device.

 …hallucination.

 The hallucination that had occurred during the day began to affect him again.

Su Mingan wanted to take medicine, but his hands were too stiff to move.

The rooftop was as wide as a dream in front of him, as if there was no end in sight. In the distance, fireworks representing happiness and warmth were blooming, and there was a faint sound of "ding bells". Double images of various colors flickered and floated in front of his eyes. Through the white snow, there were many figures floating in the night. They were all looking at him on the ground.

 He saw Qiu Li. She was wearing a demon fox mask, and her red hair was like a flying butterfly.

 He saw Feisi. She was vomiting blood and fell down, and the milk in her hand fell to the ground.

 Then came Xia Sheng, with a pile of white knots between his fingers, walking towards the village under the sunset without looking back.

 Pink-haired Stacie cried during the explosion.

Yaowen's thin body rushed towards the muzzle of the mechanical army's gun.

 Then there was Luna who jumped off the train.

 Red-eyed road.

Yamada Town One.

 Finally, he saw Lu Shu.

The nuclear explosion button representing destruction was so close to him. Lu Shu approached it step by step, his back as silent as ever.

 "Lu Shu..." Su Mingan called.

Lin Guang stood still.

 He slowly turned back and looked at Su Ming'an.

The wind and snow were so heavy that Su Mingan couldn't see clearly the white-haired young man's eyes. He could only see the silent figure, like a black tombstone stuck in the snow.

 “Lu Shu?” Su Mingan said.

Lin Guang was still looking at him.

"Luvis, let me tell you something." Linguang said: "The red-eyed Lu Shu you met at Noah's place in the 32nd year of the Catastrophe was me."

“…” Su Mingan opened his eyes slightly.

 “Is it you?” His voice was barely audible.

"It's me." Lin Guang said, "It's me who serves you tea, listens to your stories, and asks if we are friends. It's always been me. It's my bionic body that pretends to be Lu Shu. I just want to know your attitude towards true friends."

"You have never met Lu Shu since Kaiusta." Lin Guang said, "Everyone you have met is me."

Su Mingan put his hands on the ground and stood up slowly, taking a staggering step.

He recalled what Lu Shu had said when the red-eyed Lu Shu made tea for him and he refused to drink the tea.

 …

“I’m sorry...I asked you not to drink.” Lu Shu said, “I thought we were friends, and you wouldn’t refuse it.”]

 …

  【I thought we were friends. 】

 …

 “What about Lu Shu?” Su Mingan said.

 Linguang will no longer reply.

 He turned around and continued walking towards the nuclear explosive device, his pale fingers resting on the authentication system.

  Ice and snow fell on his fingertips.

"[If your justice is a disaster at the existential level for human beings, then you should be designated as a 'evil person'. The laws of the city-state should be based on the physical and mental needs of human beings, with a favorable environment and stable life They, and the twisted ruler cannot exchange for these, you have nothing to give to mankind except war, superstition and violence.]" Lin Guang said: "Maybe that red-haired man's evaluation of me is correct, I have nothing. can be given to mankind.”

His pupils stared at the system, and the authentication passed.

 “Ding—ding—” The system interface flashed, and Lin Guang stretched out his hand to start fingerprint authentication.

“Back then, during the Catastrophic Period of the Century, humanity was defeated, human civilization lost its sovereignty, and [Tervi] invaded.” Lin Guang said:

“Actor, as the strongest human being during the century cataclysm, obtained the Dawn System and used it as the last resort to resist [Tavi].

“In the first year of the Catastrophe, Akto opened the Dawn System. As the last line of defense for mankind, all humans hid in the [two-dimensional] world.

“In the 72nd year of the Cataclysm, the bionic body Akto once again opened the Dawn System, and all humans hid in the [one-dimensional] world.

"The principle of the Dawn System is to intercept all data, use super computing power to simulate past scenes as a stage, intercept the reality as the initial condition and input it into the system, and 'superimpose' it to reality when the final conditions are met, strengthening the firewall and achieving suppression. 【Tavi】The effect of invasion.

"Because it is a digitalized world, everything is composed of 0s and 1s, and data represents everything. Therefore, the password for strengthening the system can be calculated, and the password for shutting down the system can also be calculated. The Dawn Password is essentially a firewall against intrusion. , it can protect humans, and it can also destroy humans in an instant.”

After Lin Guang said this, he turned around and looked at Su Ming'an, who was less than five meters away:

“The [three-dimensional] world is the firewall of the [two-dimensional] world, and the [two-dimensional] world is the firewall of the [one-dimensional] world.

“If you want to survive as a city of [one-dimensional] measurement for 102 years, you must continuously update firewall data and thicken the firewall to prevent other-dimensional intrusions.

“[Two dimensions] has become this firewall. Through repeated simulations, it constantly ‘measures’ reasonable firewall data and reinforces [one dimension]. This is exactly the necessity of the existence of ‘Kaius Tower’.

"So - the [two-dimensional] world we live in today is just a program that is repeatedly simulated. Everyone is a program, and our time has been intercepted into pieces, becoming a line of defense left in the past, covered by repeated calculations into superpositions state, and introduce variables like you players to calculate the correct data flow to protect the [one-dimensional] measurement city.

“People in [two-dimensional] don’t know that they are all following the path of historical destiny, repeatedly simulating until they figure out the firewall password that can strengthen the city of [one-dimensional] measurement.

“And once our [two-dimensional] timeline is obliterated by other-dimensional invasion, the deeper protected [one-dimensional] city of measurement will also be obliterated.

"-[Three-dimensional], [two-dimensional], [one-dimensional] time is parallel 'grid-like' time, not linear. It is a three-dimensional architecture pattern. Once any dimension is completely invaded, this network will It will collapse in an instant, and mankind will lose everything.

 “I say this—do you understand what I mean?”

Lin Guang looked at Su Ming'an. The wind and snow were getting heavier and heavier, and his expression was dark and unclear.

Su Mingan was so shocked that he couldn't make any sound. The blood in his body seemed to be frozen at this moment, and it was so quiet that he could hear his accelerated heartbeat.

It was as if a hand was pinching his heart. He had never thought of this possibility—[these three timelines were actually grid-like, not linear. They're happening at the same time. 】

The [2D] of the Dawn War timeline is a program of repeated simulations—this corresponds to the opening of Caius Tower every other year. Caius Tower is a 'dimensional linking facility'.

 It can be simply understood as using one to get to two, and then using two to get to three. This is a connected process, and if one loses, both will lose.

 —Actor is a genius.

After learning that the invader [Taiwan]'s armed strength was enough to crush humans, he decided to "reduce the dimensionality" of the world and turn it into a purely digital world. Because the world is made up of data, those protective weapons, those technological barriers, and those sources of the world can all be calculated from data.

Anyone’s behavior will be “measured” repeatedly until a steady stream of correct numbers are updated, reinforcing the firewall between dimensions.

—He uses vast amounts of data calculations to build firewalls and close the technological gap with intruders.

 —Replace the **** frontal artillery struggle with a data battle.

 “Source” is these data.

Every time Su Mingan enters Caius Tower through Akto's bionic body, he logs in to the administrator's backup account, and then brings the "source" data collection back to the city of measurement, returning from [two dimensions] to [one dimension] 】, so there is Caiusta's "rest time".

Every time he logs out, the original administrator account is automatically logged out to prevent data leakage. This is why Akto's bionic body died.

 —This world has been struggling to survive in “measurement” from beginning to end. Data is the last line of defense for their civilization and their life.

Su Mingan’s breathing was slightly stagnant.

The clues were connected in a "ding-ding-ding-ding" manner, and the dominoes fell "clattering" at this moment. Countless images flashed through his mind, and it turned out that they had foreshadowed the truth a long time ago.

He woke up too late, the truth was revealed too late, and all previous thinking was completely overturned. The barrage in the live broadcast room jumped up and down. No one expected such a truth.

 Cold sweat slid down his forehead, and there was a blur of dark light and shadow in front of his eyes:

"Then why can I see the Eagle Dog Captain Anjie in 102? She was from the War of Dawn."

"Grid-shaped time creates a personal 'superposition state'." Linguang said: "Our time was read by the Dawn system when it was opened for the second time in Catastrophe 72, and part of the real 'us' went there In the future, part of the digitalized 'us' remains in the past.

 The humans who are 102 years old are us in the future, and the humans who are 32 years old are us in the past. Only by continuously calculating new firewall data flows in the past through repeated simulations can we always protect the future. "

 …

This concept made Su Mingan’s scalp tingle.

 —【The us in the past are forever frozen in the past, and we are doing our best to protect the us in the future. 】

 Time is not time, space is not space, and dimensions are not dimensions.

 The three of them were actually united together.

 The concept of ‘time’ is not linear, but ‘grid time’, a new time theory based on the three dimensions of the Dawn System. Akto took this theory to the extreme and formed a three-dimensional firewall.

—This war is essentially not a battle of artillery between the gods camp and the freedom camp, but a battle of data between humans and other dimensions.

Su Mingan thought of the people of this era who tried their best to usher in a new century.

 They fought **** battles and sacrificed their lives on the battlefield, hoping that future generations would see spring.

 They slice themselves into pieces and imprison themselves in the past, becoming a piece of data that is repeatedly superimposed.

 They work together to make up for [One Dimension], humanity’s last data firewall. It became a real stepping stone.

 They locked themselves in the cold winter and were imprisoned until the war ended, never to see spring in their lifetime.

 Spring is in a future that is farther away from them, but more brilliant—a future that is beyond the reach of everyone.

 The city of measurement does have spring.

There - there are light rails and railways that span half of the city, skyscrapers and financial buildings that reach into the clouds, elevated highways circling like long dragons, and the city's nights are as beautiful as broken gold.

 There are countless ordinary people who live like flowing blood vessels. That’s people’s future and the next generation. Xiaomei, Dong Anan, Weber, students from Constantine University...

Asa Aktor launched the War of Dawn in the harsh winter 32 years after the Cataclysm, allowing people to see the prosperous city-state bathed in the spring sun 102 years after the Cataclysm.

This crazy and repeated calculation, this three-dimensional grid of time and space connected end to end, this three-line time flow that utilizes the ultimate wisdom of mankind in order to strengthen the Dawn System firewall, will be recorded in one word in history 70 years later. It is related to that The supreme intelligence that rules the city-state has the same name, and his name is—

 …

 …

　　【War at Dawn. 】

 …

 Under the cold night, it was so quiet that only the "ticking" sound of the system could be heard.

Fireworks bloomed in the distance, golden red flames burned the sky, and the shouts of millions of legions could be heard clearly.

“—What about Xia Sheng? What about Qiu Li? What about the soldiers and civilians who died for the war?—You said they were just procedures?” While shocked, Su Mingan felt ridiculous.

Xia Sheng who resolutely went to death in the dusk, Stasi who was reduced to ashes in the fire, those billions of lives longing for freedom - are they all programs?

Those struggles, those beautiful visions, those people who live together day and night—are they just programs?

"-People are not just a program. Here, everyone is alive, they just subconsciously follow their original destiny path - in this way, everyone is actually a program." Lin Guang was silent for a moment, explain:

“I’ve heard people say about you. You’re so stubborn that you’re so stubborn that you still don’t give up even after being beaten by me. You regard yourself as expendable…”

“—You are not a perfect program?”

　　　…”

 The cold wind poured into his lungs.

Su Ming'an felt cold.

Lin Guang's words hit his heart directly, and he thought of Sherrod who was hesitating about himself.

If the world of ruins can still be nested in such dimensions, can Zhai Xing be able to survive alone?

"I…"

He said:

 “It’s not a program…”

 (End of this chapter)