Forty Millenniums of Cultivation
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chapter-3476-30041322
Chapter 3476: Untitled
Gus took two steps back and almost fell into the cold river because of the dizziness.
“Don’t mind the details. After all, you have always believed in the existence of God. Is there a difference whether you are ‘created’ or ‘imagined’ by God?”
Lu Qingchen said casually, “You may consider everything I said to be a devil’s lie. Put it behind you and continue your carefree life. Nothing will change. What is destined to be destroyed is destined to be destroyed.
“How—how can I be carefree?”Gus smiled bitterly and shook his head. “I don’t understand. If, uh, if our world is really created by the Fist God, what is his purpose? Why did he create such a place… that is not completely under his control?”
“According to my speculation, there are two main reasons.
Lu Qingchen explained, “Firstly, this is an experiment. The World of Fist God is a virtual laboratory where he tests the limits of the body of flesh and blood.
“What do you mean?” Gus widened his eyes.
“It’s like this. In the Pangu Universe of our world, the carbon-based intelligent life forms mainly learned how to use tools before their civilization took a leap forward. Of course, using tools such as ‘weapons’ became the main means of combat. But after cold weapons evolved into hot weapons, and hot weapons evolved into magical equipment, there was still a small portion of people who used their bodies of flesh and blood to fight. They trained their bodies of flesh and blood to be as hard as steel, and they were actually able to release a terrifying combat strength that was no less than that of powerful magical equipment. These people were known as ‘body fundamentalists’. They were absolute experts that no one dared to underestimate.
Lu Qingchen explained, “I estimate that the Fist King wants to figure out the mysteries of ‘body fundamentalists’ and find out why a body of flesh and blood can release unparalleled power equal to that of a piece of super magical equipment. Therefore, he established such a virtual laboratory in a corner of his brain with his immense computational ability. He set up an elemental rule that ‘no tools or weapons are allowed and only bodies of flesh and blood can be used to fight’. Then, he ran the data and accelerated the flow of time so that the world could develop on its own. He wanted to see what kind of interesting results would be produced after tens of thousands of years of development in the timeline of the world. For example, would a few ultimate martial arts that even the Fist King himself could not imagine be born to supplement his skill pool? That’s about it, right?”
“…”Gus was silent for a long time. The corners of his eyes and his mouth were shivering in anger.
“So, the purpose of our world is the Fist God—no, it’s this damn Fist King—to practice martial arts?”
“More or less. In fact, you are not the only ones.”
Lu Qingchen shrugged his shoulders and said, “When I fled all the way to the depths of the Fist King’s brain, I discovered more than one world similar to yours. Some virtual worlds’ ‘Essence Laws’ forbid the use of tools, sabers, swords, and firearms. One can only use their fists and feet. Some virtual worlds’ ‘Essence Laws’ increase the lethality of sabers and swords by ten times. Needless to say, this is a world used to accumulate the data of sabers, swords, and other cold weapons in order to cultivate the strongest sword techniques and saber techniques. There are also some virtual worlds where the lethality of fists, feet, and swords has been weakened by ten times. The residents of those worlds are simply unable to use their fists and swords to kill the monsters that threaten their survival. They can only use guns. From there, they can reproduce to the peak of marksmanship and gun fighting techniques.
“Other than that, there are also worlds that can only use battle aura, worlds that can only use magic, worlds that can only use summoned beasts, worlds that can only use cards to fight… There are over a hundred incredible and wonderful worlds. The big data of each world is constantly rolling, allowing the boxing champion to extract a unique combat skill. Just think about it. When the boxing champion thoroughly comprehends the combat skills condensed from over a hundred virtual worlds and transforms them into a perfect and flawless combat skill, how strong will he become?”
“Hehe. Who would’ve thought that the seemingly honest, but in fact black-bellied, iron-headed guy would be so good at playing the pig to eat the tiger?”
Gus could not stand Lu Qingchen’s teasing any longer and suddenly stood up.
The cracking sounds of his bones breaking apart burst out like fireworks from the bottom of his heart.
“Therefore, our world, our thousands of years of history, the fate of all the people in the world of the Fist God, the pride of my father, the pain of my mother, the struggle between me and my sister, so many, so many people’s beliefs and sacrifices, our emotions, our love and hatred, everything is just a cruel experiment to retrieve a few powerful martial arts?”
Gus wanted to cry but had no tears. There was no telling whether he was going to scream or cry. “What kind of ‘god’ is this? Even the most evil devil lord would not do such a thing!”
“If you want to cry or shout to the sky, just release your emotions. It’s alright. I’ve modified the parameters of the environment and blocked us from everyone on board. Nobody will notice anything wrong here.
Lu Qingchen said calmly, “Speaking of which, although the boxing champion and I are on different sides, and he is sharpening his saber and ready to cut me into pieces, I still have to say something fair for him.
“Before the Fist King, an, uh, evil robot named ‘Fuxi’ appeared in the Pangu Universe. It locked countless living human beings into the so-called ‘lab of human nature’, stimulated them, observed their reactions, and collected tremendous data to improve its own strength. It was indeed an unpardonable devil.
“However, the Fuxis have been defeated by me, my teacher Li Yao, and the Fist King. We have also divided the computational ability of the Fuxis and the super crystal processor that carries its core logic.
“I believe that the boxing champion established so many virtual laboratories deep inside his brain because he was inspired by the ‘lab of human nature’ of the Fuxis. He even made use of the data left by the Fuxis.
“But the most crucial difference is that the Fuxis are experimenting on living human beings, while the Fist King is merely using the data left by the Fuxis to create virtual worlds where he is experimenting on virtual humans.
“How should I put it? In our world, even if it is measured by the harshest moral standards, it is not a crime to go on a killing spree in a gun-type virtual game and to blow up a game character’s head or even cut open their stomach, because no real human being has been hurt. They are just virtual humans whose data has been modified or erased.
“By the same logic, no matter how absurd or cruel the boxing champion’s experiments on the virtual world he created were, no living human being would feel the least bit of pain. On the contrary, the boxing champion could also make use of the ultimate techniques condensed in the virtual world to become stronger and better protect the Pangu Universe and the civilization of mankind. At least, so far, he has done a very good job. I cannot go against my conscience and speak ill of him.
“Therefore, from the perspective of the human civilization of the Pangu Universe, the Fist King is basically a good man. It is not wrong to say that he is the guardian angel of the Pangu Universe. But if so, my role will be somewhat awkward. Hahahaha!”
Lu Qingchen laughed carefreely.
Gus was shaking in fury. “He is a good man and a guardian angel? What about us? What about our pain, our feelings, and our fate?”
“You?”
Lu Qingchen suddenly stopped smiling. His eyes turned deep and cold as he said casually, “By the standards of the Fist King and all the human beings in the Pangu Universe, you are not human beings at all. You are just a series of data. You are virtual humans in the Fist King’s imagination. Do you understand?”
