Chapter 80: Like Heaven
boom! ! !
Once again, a vibration sound came from a distant place above my head.

In the narrow tunnel, dust fell, startling the little cow and horse to stop in their tracks, looking around in fear. The high beam was on brighter than anyone else, fearing that it would get any darker.

It's ridiculous to say that you are afraid of the dark with a broken motorcycle!
Ji Jue was so angry that he kicked its wheel and said, "Go faster and explore the way ahead!"

"Earthquakes seem to be getting more frequent." Xiao An reached out and pressed the wall, feeling the vibration coming from afar: "The rift seems to be collapsing."

“A complete and sound system must have its own update mechanism. In addition to repairing when errors occur, when things get too bad to be corrected, everything must be destroyed and a new one created.”

The prophet said calmly: "According to calculations, the original restart should have been eighty years later. The appearance of outsiders accelerated the distortion in the workshop.

It seems we have to speed up a bit.”

As soon as the words were spoken, the team fell silent.

Even the calf and horse were frozen in place.

Only Ji Jue coughed awkwardly twice: "Well, Prophet, everyone knows that it is important to have an explanation at this time, but could you please say less?"

"Hmm?" The prophet wondered, "Did I say something wrong?"

On the front of the calf-drawn carriage, the human head in the basket turned around, and its dark eyes, like glass beads, looked back.

It's even more frightening!

It’s getting more and more hellish!

After the two parties have reached a preliminary cooperation intention, the common "character recruitment task" in RPG games is completed. If there is any prompt box, it will pop up at this time to tell you: the prophet has joined the team.

If it is a mobile game, maybe it is a dirty trick to let you experience the powerful characters first, and then trick you into paying krypton gold. The reality is more complicated.

The problem is... the prophet's body is very old, so old that parts of it fall off at the slightest movement, and shatter into pieces at the slightest touch.

He is an ICU patient with high paraplegia and cannot walk at all!

But if it comes to other people, there is no way they can lead the way.

There is already a person with mobility problems like Xiao An in the team. If there is one more person, Ji Jue feels that his trip to the Rift World will soon turn into a spring outing for the Disabled Persons’ Federation.

In response, the prophet said calmly: "Don't you have a car? Why don't you chop off my head and hang it on the top of your car? Anyway, an old model like mine has no other functions except navigation."

It was so clean and quick, as if he was chopping off someone else's head.

But Ji Jue is not a pervert who likes to chop people off for fun. Even though they are not familiar with each other, they are teammates after all. He can't bring himself to do that!

As a result, the prophet's shoulders shook slightly and his head rolled down by itself.

Just like that, with two people in one car and one head, the team set off again with such a strange lineup.

down!

They reached the deepest part of the town through the intricate sewers that were like a spider web, and then took the elevator to the bottom floor as if on a spring outing.

All the way, smooth sailing!
There isn't even a doorman.

Isn't it a bit too experienced for the locals to lead the way?

"Do you think we are taking it a little too easy?" he asked Ball quietly.

[What else? If I want to betray you, visiting my workshop will definitely be easier than visiting a park.]

Gui Gongqiu replied calmly: [If you had taken a wrong step at the forks in the road just now, you would have almost turned into ashes by now. Don't be ungrateful for the blessing you have, okay? ]

boom! ! !
Before he could finish his words, a loud noise suddenly came from the deepest part of the underground. There was a violent shock, and gunshots and wailing could be vaguely heard, which made Ji Jue slightly stunned.

Xiao An stretched out his hand and pressed it against the wall, as if listening attentively: "About two kilometers, four people, and an unknown creature. It's very big and scary."

"Someone has triggered the alarm, the perimeter protection program has been activated, and the guardian has woken up." The prophet raised his eyelids slightly, not caring at all: "Don't worry, the maintenance passage is not within the isolation range. You have the authority, and those rigid tools will not stop you."

The moment he finished speaking, something nimble like a small spider seemed to crawl across the ceiling.

When passing by them, it seemed as if the compound eyes glanced at them slightly. But Ji Jue himself had the authority of the furnace, and Xiao An was sitting on the calf and had the shield of the prophet, so he didn't find any clues at all and left without paying any attention.

Ji Jue breathed a sigh of relief and heard the sound of the ghost ball.

[Be careful, the more beautiful the craftsmanship, the more likely it is to deceive people. ]

Gui Gongqiu said: [There is definitely something wrong with this woman, be careful and don't capsize the boat. ]

[She is Tiangong? ]

[Possessing the ability to think and reason, being able to disobey underlying instructions and spiritual circuits, and being able to survive and grow independently after being separated from the user - meeting these points is already the foundation of Tiangong.

The others can still be said to be puppets that have been endowed with consciousness, but she alone has already surpassed the others by many times in terms of completion. Have you not forgotten the alchemy history lesson I gave you earlier? 】

What he was talking about was the hearty competition in the ancient world of quality. Ji Jue had almost engraved it in his bones. God knew how flexible the tools left by mercury would be.

The more human-like something is, the more bad it is.

Although it may not be nice to say this to the prophet who is still supporting me with all his might, one should always be on guard against others. The more human-like something is, the more guarded we should be.

Now the prophet is just a head, and the basket of vegetables is still hanging on the mouth of the calf. Ji Jue doesn't even need to give any instructions, the calf will have extra food at the slightest sign of trouble.

If it wasn't for the time being, Ji Jue wouldn't want to rashly use his ability to control.

Deus Ex Machina is not omnipotent.

At least not now.

And as they moved forward in silence, the passage finally came to an end, leaving only a sealed door that looked like it came from a cabin blocking their way.

"We're almost there."

The prophet said: "After opening it, it should be the core."

As she said this, she turned her head and looked at Ji Jue, not hiding her meaning at all, and didn't say anything more. Xiao An tried to get out of the car with crutches, but was held down by Ji Jue.

"Is there a password?"

Ji Jue bent down and looked at the rusty sealed door in front of him. He knocked and heard a hollow sound. The moment he touched it, he felt the overall structure through the resonance of the mechanical deity. There was no trap worth being wary of or alert to. It was just an ordinary door, nothing more.

He reached out, gripped the handle tightly, and turned it with all his strength.

Bursts of harsh sounds broke out.

Conveying a long distance in the darkness.

Rust spots fell from the rudder-like handle, and with a dry rotation, finally, a gap appeared.

The brilliant light fell through the narrow gap and shone into Ji Jue's eyes.

He subconsciously held his breath.

There were no ambushes or traps, only ripples of light like the ocean tide, brilliant and colorful, rippling silently in the air...that was spiritual essence.

Truly, liquid spiritual essence like the sea was surging endlessly in the space behind the door that was so vast that there was no visible end.

It poured in through the gaps and flowed over the backs of their feet.

Countless ripples of light appeared.

That's the real ocean.

The calf turned the tire and moved forward curiously, looking at the deep and bottomless sea of ​​spiritual essence on both sides of the road, and even the straight road that was slightly submerged by liquid spiritual essence.

It extends all the way to the center of the underground world, where is an exaggeratedly majestic palace as big as half the size of a city.

"Welcome to the deepest level of the Mercury Workshop, the spiritual essence operation area."

The prophet in the basket sighed softly and stared at the huge building in the distance that was shrouded in rainbow light and dazzling colors: "In front of us is the core of the workshop."

"Have you been here?" Ji Jue asked curiously.

"Yes, I have been here many times." The prophet chuckled and glanced at the deep sea of ​​ectoplasm next to him: "Everyone in the workshop has been here, more than once."

“This is where we were born,” she said.

Amid the roar of the surging tide, a huge whirlpool suddenly appeared on the sea surface...

It's like boiling!
A huge amount of scarlet spiritual essence fell from the top of the dome like a rainstorm, falling into the ocean, rendering a shocking blood-red color.

Those shattered spiritual essences were still filled with fleeting glimpses of memory, which gradually dissipated.

The wind blowing in my face seemed to be filled with wailing.

But then, in the void, spiritual circuits emerged, causing a vortex to rise from the sea and transform into a violent tornado, swallowing up all the spiritual fragments.

Those false souls were torn apart and shattered in an instant. All the madness and pain swirled around and gradually fell into the huge vortex under the temple and disappeared.

Then, there were broken limbs and body parts.

Head, arms, legs, torso, internal organs...

Fragments like hail, and even the mutated shells of monsters, poured down as the huge gap in the dome opened.

Just like that, it fell into the boiling sea of ​​spiritual essence and quickly decomposed. In the end, only ash-like dust remained, which sank silently into the deepest part of the sea and accumulated into a long mountain range.

No end in sight.

The rainbow light remains as brilliant as before.

There was no way to tell how many corpses and remains were buried in this fairyland-like world, nor could any cries or wails be heard.

Ji Jue just felt cold all over.

“Those broken tools and out-of-control puppets will be sent here after being recovered. The spiritual essence will be crushed, filtered, and purified to the purest state.

After the body is decomposed, only unusable ashes remain.”

The prophet said slowly, "Soon, along the production line below, a new empty shell will be produced. First the skeleton, then the flesh and blood, finally the spiritual essence, and then the memory. A brand new tool will come out from the conveyor belt and continue to complete a new mission.

Until it discovers once again what it is..."

She chuckled and said mockingly: "If there is an afterlife for tools, then this is our hell."

Hell is right before our eyes.

It's like heaven.

click!
Kaka...

Amidst waves of shock, a crack suddenly appeared on the top of the dome.

Dust fell like rain.

earthquake.

"Get ready, Mr. Ji Jue."

The prophet finally said: "This is the extent of my ability. If you still want to get what you want, I'm afraid you will face a tough battle..."

Ding--

It was as if a clear sound came from the void.

(End of this chapter)