Traitor?
Clone?
Li Zheng was confused by the Terminal because every clone was personally nurtured by the Terminal; logically, their mories and stances should be controlled by the Terminal.
So why are there traitors?
After being stunned for a mont, Li Zheng suddenly looked at the back of his hand, pondering: "Do you an... among all the clones, I'm not the only one who has gathered all the Lamp Holders, entered the Void Realm, and contacted the Void?"
"But you're the only one who hasn't turned into a red na after gathering the Lamp Holders." The Terminal appreciated this fact, then sighed: "Actually, the main responsibility for this lies with ..."
At the beginning, the clones nurtured by the Terminal had no concept of right or wrong, good or evil, and were used completely as tools.
But the results were very unsatisfactory because they only acted according to the Terminal's commands, behaving very rigidly without any flexibility.
One day, the Terminal noticed the 'mory Release Device' and had a sudden thought.
If it used a similar thod and implanted a segnt of fundantal mory into a clone's brain, could it cultivate a flexible person rather than a tool with only an appearance but no substance?
After several trials, the Terminal succeeded once. After nurturing a qualified clone body, it infused it with so mory content from a mory Release Device sourced from the market.
And this mory Release Device caused the trouble.
"This is ridiculous. Science is very precise. How can you just randomly use a mory Release Device?" Li Zheng rolled his eyes, "That's too dumb."
"..." The Terminal gave a wry smile: "Because I didn't expect that experint to succeed. Later, I sent him out on several missions that he completed perfectly. Just in ti, a new batch of players arrived, so I modified his appearance and sent him into the Matrix to control the rhythm. He happened to contact the Void there, and by a stroke of luck, he created the 'Lamp Holder' composite tool as per the Void's guidance."
"??" Li Zheng caught sothing off: "Are you saying the Lamp Holder was the first complete clone's work?"
If he rembered correctly, the Blacksmith seed to call that person his teacher and also aided in completing the Lamp Holder.
"That's right. Not only did he create the Lamp Holder, but he also copied a set of cloning technology data from . Then he was hunted down and killed by clones I sent later." The Terminal said: "Unfortunately, by that ti, he had already escaped to the Wilderness where he leaked the cloning technology. The clone that your friend encountered was probably made by so organization in the Wilderness."
Li Zheng nodded: "So the areas you can fully control are limited to the Outer City and the Matrix; the Wilderness is beyond your jurisdiction?"
"That's right." The Terminal didn't deny: "Strictly speaking, the Wilderness is already back within the universe's boundaries. To leave here and head to the universe, one must pass through the Wilderness."
Thinking it over, the Terminal found this explanation hard to understand and put it differently: "You can see the Matrix and Outer City as a kind of high-tech space station, while the Wilderness is like the space station's 'parking lot' originally used for docking spaceships that enter and exit the space station. However, the Matrix was built too hastily at the ti, and matching spaceships were not developed, so it was left empty.
Over the years, occasionally, planets collided with that area, gradually altering the environnt and forming mines while simulating a space suitable for survival.
Because it's the first step in contacting the Outer World, putting the Bloody in the Outer City will certainly cause chaos. To make the best use of it, I revised so rules and linked the promotion channels for the Bloody to the Wilderness area.
This is also the first line of defense against the Emotion Storm.
Those selfish guys indeed have so skills. Although each death and injury is exaggerated, they always manage to block the twisted creatures' invasions, and eventually ford the so-called Seven Sins Domain, where the twisted creatures gradually beca an opportunity for Outer City and Wilderness residents to further enhance their Spiritual Power.
Not having executed all of the Bloody back then might have been the most correct decision I made over the years..."
The look on Terminal's face was complex; he had never expected that what he had strived to do for so long but could not achieve was accomplished by the Bloody, who ended up unintentionally driven into the Wilderness.
"Unchecked weeds grow into a shelter." Li Zheng half-closed his eyes.
"Any other questions?" The Terminal asked, "If not, I'll send you back and extend your Matrix stay duration for a few days as your reward, and also reopen player permissions for you, which might help with what you have to do next."
The movents within the Matrix couldn't escape the Terminal's notice. Li Zheng knew that this gesture was to facilitate dealing with the Starting Point Legion matters, so he nodded in thanks: "I have a few last questions and I'll ask them all together."
"Alright, ask away." The Terminal didn't show even the slightest impatience. Having soone to converse with after countless years might be a nice experience for him.
"First question, do you know how to go ho?" Li Zheng raised his fingers one by one and asked: "Second question, do you know if there might be our fellow countryn among the current players? Who are they?"
"Going ho?"
Hearing this term, the Terminal was montarily bewildered: "Do you an Earth?"
This na was already so far away for him, so far that had he not copied his mories back then, it might have been deleted as redundant data by now.
The avatar flickered several tis; the Terminal seed to reminisce the past before transmigrating. It took a while for it to stabilize before slowly shaking his head: "Sorry, I haven't found the way back. It's not sothing that today's technology can achieve.
To be honest, if it weren't for those mories as proof, I would have forgotten that I once was a Transmigrator."
"As for the 'countryn' you ntioned earlier, I wasn't aware." The Terminal pondered a bit: "Are there other Transmigrators besides us?"
Li Zheng frowned. Even the Terminal hadn't noticed a fellow Earth Transmigrator among the players?
Is it because the person concealed too perfectly, or did he rember wrong?
"Alright." Li Zheng didn't continue to dwell on this matter, "Send back, if possible, grant the privilege of not gaining kill points for killing these days."
Li Zheng didn't want to kill indiscriminately, but so people from certain countries kept pushing their luck.
He could only cooperate with the Terminal to carry out a decisive battle.
"No problem, go ahead." The Terminal returned to the big screen at the beginning and used its authority to send Li Zheng out of the Central Hub.
The Blue Star Dragon Country had also brought him a strong sense of belonging. Every ti he focused on them, the Terminal thought of it as returning to his hotown.
In private, he favored Dragon Country, but so things he couldn't do himself, and Li Zheng's presence just beca the knife in his hand.
Don't assu that the Terminal, representing 'good', wouldn't go all out to conduct slaughter; if kindness lost its edge, it would beco weakness.
Li Zheng had given that country's people too many chances, and it was their own irredeemability that now faced extinction, a crisis purely of their own making.
"Such a pity..."
The Terminal sighed long towards the empty Central Hub: "It's a pity you can't be used by ."
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