: Rebirth of Tuo Zhong, a new race in the wild

PS: I wrote it slowly and posted it late.

"Ah hahaha, I didn't expect that in the end I would fall short of everything, I would fall short of everything!"

The circuits of the Bronze Furnace Star's body continued to break, parts collapsed, and the robot's body had been supported to the limit. In this unwilling, angry, and desolate roar, it was approaching its end.

He was unwilling to do so and ended up making a dowry for someone else.

It was as if the heavens had played a huge joke on their Copper Furnace Stars.

The artifact that took thousands of years to be forged was finally in the hands of the enemy!

His expression was ferocious, the metal patina on his face began to fall off and became blurry, and his voice became smaller and smaller, gradually extinguishing.

"Humans, it is impossible for us to forgive you. Without the instructions of the Bronze Furnace Star, the sword will be released sooner or later. It also has its own mission."

The space killing sword was born to kill Buddhas and elders.

Buddhas and elders will never die, and the killing sword will never fall.

Zhao Ming clenched his sword tightly and felt a force of resistance. It was a super-technological artifact that could independently identify the controller, receive instructions from the master, and carry out ultra-long-range kills at a distance of light years.

"Do you resist? Try again?"

Zhao Ming's eyes widened, and a large number of protozoa cells poured into the sword, and began to simulate and disguise the genetic information of the Copper Furnace Star, until he heard the buzzing sound of the sword.

He established a connection with the sword.

A blank input box suddenly appeared in his consciousness, and a cold mechanical voice sounded in his consciousness.

[Welcome to start the space killing sword system]

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Zhao Ming was silent. This Copper Furnace Star is indeed the pinnacle of the forging civilization. After blending the technology of the mechanical race, he created such an artifact. The weapon connects the mind and can directly communicate with the consciousness level.

"Humanity's ancient records show that in ancient times, immortals and gods wielded flying swords and moved them as they pleased, taking the heads of people thousands of miles away. However, I am hundreds of millions of dollars stronger and can kill enemies even though they are light years away!"

As long as the genetic sequence or intelligent code of a certain life form is input into the Space Killing Sword system, the Space Killing Sword will immediately escape into deep space, travel through the universe like a curvature spaceship, and strike the enemy accurately.

Even if this process takes thousands of years, the sword light will not fall until the enemy is completely wiped out from the universe.

As for the deeper Tao and principles, how to accurately discern the enemy's location in the universe, Zhao Ming didn't think about it. It should be the core secret technology of the Bronze Furnace Stars.

"Since it was born to destroy the Buddhas of the mechanical race, it is called the Maha Sword. It should use its infinite wisdom to wipe out the Buddhas in the galaxy and let them experience true wisdom and compassion!"

[The Maha Sword was named successfully]

Zhao Ming carries the Maha Sword on his back and is naked, like a demon god who came out of ancient times. His body made of jade and stone is full of the ancient domineering power of the wilderness, and the hair all over his body is fluffy and stretched, dancing with the wind and waves.

He looked at the dead planet, and it was hard to imagine that it was once a green grassy place with vibrant life filled with smiles. The Bronze Furnace Stars forged various tools and weapons, sold them in the universe, and gradually lived a prosperous life.

Life.

Just because the machine race thought of war and suppressed human civilization, the entire Copper Furnace Galaxy fell into silence and turned into a ruin of the universe.

Billions of living beings died tragically and civilization was destroyed.

What was once a fiery, noisy, lively and friendly civilization is only an empty mechanical shell, full of hatred, and eventually it is destroyed in hatred.

Not even a little bit of wind or wave could be stirred up.

"My human race was once weak. I wanted to protect the weak, but there were so many careerists in the universe that it backfired."

Zhao Ming looked at the miserable situation of the Tonglu Stars, his heart moved, and he seemed unable to leave like this.

After hesitating again and again, he sighed.

"Perhaps, my incarnation was born here because of some fate. Since humans claim to be saints and gods, I will alleviate some of our sins!"

"Connect to Skynet!"

He let out a low drink, and the protomethylation cells in his body surged, simulating a Skynet terminal and quickly establishing a connection.

"Log in to Skynet."

[Distinguished Wu Chao, the master of Heiqi Cave, welcome to log in to Skynet, smart 886 will serve you. 】

It's a sweet female voice.

Zhao Ming was stunned for a moment. He actually logged in to Wu Chao's Skynet account. He then suddenly realized that Skynet was bound to genetic loci. His body and proto-A cells all came from Wu Chao. Naturally, he logged in to Wu Chao's account.

account.

"View web properties."

[Liquidating, distinguished member, your asset balance: 9600000]

"A scavenger in the Wu Dynasty was so rich. It's true that people cannot be judged by appearance, and money cannot be measured." Zhao Ming was slightly surprised. The so-called scavengers are called rag pickers in a good way, but they are called rag pickers in a bad way.

He didn't expect that a rag picker would be richer than he was.

"Intelligent 886, how many living things' memory data can be uploaded with this money."

[Century-year memory lifeform, upload 1 unit, consume 100,000]

[Thousand-year memory lifeform, upload 1 unit, consume 1,000,000]

".Are you trying to steal money?"

Zhao Ming couldn't help complaining that the Wu Dynasty's more than nine million people couldn't even upload ten thousand-year memory life forms!

Internet charges are too expensive today!

In fact, Zhao Ming doesn't even think about how many complex memories a person will have in his life. After uploading all of them, he still needs to simulate his consciousness. As long as he renews, he can continue to exist in Skynet indefinitely, which is equivalent to eternal life!

"Then upload nine thousand-year memory life forms and one hundred-year memory life form first."

He thought for a while, anyway, the money he spent was the protector's money, and it was not his own, so it was just a waste. Wouldn't it be enough to be nice to him in the future in the prehistoric world?

I really can't use Chen Zhou's account to transfer points to him, since it's not my own anyway.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ming felt at ease.

He selected ten relatively complete remains of the Copper Furnace Stars, including the leader of the Copper Furnace Star, and saved all their consciousnesses into Skynet.

Because there is a fee for the existence of Skynet, he immediately used Chen Zhou's account to purchase and download it to the genetic engineering system, which will be used as life form data and will be released into the prehistoric world in the future, giving them a new life.

It can be regarded as leaving the spark of civilization to the Bronze Furnace Stars.

"There's only so much I can do."

With that said, he took off the iron shell of the Tonglu star and used it as the shell of the spacesuit. He left the Tonglu star volcano on the flying sword and flew to the human satellite base.

"Aqiu~"

Wu Chao sneezed and looked suspicious. He was buying a ticket to Yaojia Planet at the Human Satellite Base.

"Who else is talking about me these days?"

"Where can I buy tickets?" The lady at the ticket window asked.

"Yaojia Star, first class!"

"First class is 200,000 yuan!" the lady who bought the ticket said with a smile.

"Um!"

Wu Chaohun didn't care. He made a lot of money after becoming a Six-Pulse Master. He saved nearly ten million, a mere two hundred thousand.

"The ticket purchase is successful. Your Skynet balance is 300,000 yuan. I hope you have a pleasant trip."

Soon, his smile froze.

Wait, what did you say just now, the balance is 300,000? I should obviously still have more than 9 million!

He stared with red eyes in disbelief: "Tell me again, how much is it, and there are still 300,000 left? I heard you right."

The young lady was shocked.

The scavengers behind who bought tickets were impatient to wait: "Why do you want to buy a first-class ticket if you don't have money? How can you pretend to be rich!"

"Are you leaving? There are people waiting to buy tickets behind you!"

"I didn't know that Buddha was born in the Death Galaxy. There will be a war, so everyone is in a hurry to leave!"

"Hurry up, don't give me a haircut!"

Word by word, Wu Chao could only bite his teeth and swallow it in his stomach. He was so wronged, motherfucker, where did all the money go!

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