Chapter 520: Jumo Island (Twenty-Six)

"Ah... it's better than nothing..." The imitation soul made a gesture of picking its nose (even though it had no nostrils), and replied in a nonchalant tone, "After all, it's hard to hear ghosts on the island. As for the story, it’s probably been several weeks since I last heard it.”

"Isn't it a long time ago?" Atobe complained from the side.

"It seems that there are quite a few travelers from other worlds who have visited here..." Feng Bujue tried with a calm expression.

"It's not all people like you." The imitation soul continued, "There are also humans in this universe, and...other creatures." It paused, "Well...that's not the point." It seemed to realize it. The other party was making excuses, so he quickly stopped and said, "Anyway, the deal has been established. So... everyone, please come over and put your hands on my arm."

Imitation Soul said, then took a step forward and spread its arms.

After exchanging glances, the players stepped forward and put their hands on each other.

"Hmm... I thought it would be a sticky feeling, but it turned out okay..." Atobe then pondered.

The other three players* had similar thoughts to him at this time. Before the contact, they all thought that the body of the Imitation Soul was a glue-like substance. However, after actually touching it, they discovered that... the other party's body surface was made of glue. It's very smooth and dry, and its body temperature is so low that its skin is as dry as leather just out of the freezer.

"What's all the fuss about? Adjusting the body's humidity, temperature, and intensity to adapt to the surrounding environment... This is a very common self-adjustment mechanism." The imitation soul continued in a arrogant tone, "Basically everything High-level creatures and even some lower animals have such abilities. Of course, this includes you humans, but you are weak in this aspect..."

At this point, the scenery in front of the players suddenly changed.

In the ears of the four people, the system prompt also sounded at the right time: [The current mission has been completed]

In the blink of an eye, they went from a dark, closed stone room to a hall as wide as a square with a dome twenty meters high.

At the head of the hall, stands a "dish"-shaped altar that looks like a crown. In the hall, a dark brown stone path divides the hall into two. There are many totem poles about five meters high on both sides of the hall. Arranged in an irregular manner. The end of the palace. It is a circular arch door ten meters high, and the lower edge of the door is connected to the stone path.

On the stone walls surrounding the "sacrifice hall", there are countless mural patterns composed of geometric figures carved on them. Those patterns are like constellations in the night sky...each occupying a corner and faintly connected; in the center of each group of patterns, there is a luminous mountain stone inlaid. It's these hundreds of luminous stones. Illuminating this majestic palace. It presents a magnificent scenery.

"Ah~ I can't blame you. After all... From a physiological structure point of view, you are simply a disaster in the history of evolution." The imitating soul obviously hadn't finished what it said, and it continued with the previous content of the teleportation. "Your appearance shows that you have all the characteristics of intelligent life, but the inside is a mess. From the perspective of my race, 80% of your organs are redundant and defective products, and their performance is as inferior as a cheap color TV. Reliable. That's why your lifespan is so short and you will be tortured and devastated by various diseases repeatedly." When it said this, it lowered its arm, and the player took his hand away from it.

"In this universe, there are many races with similar intelligence to yours, but the number of organs in their bodies is far less than yours. Generally speaking, they only need two to three organs to complete all metabolism. Like digestion , respiratory, endocrine, immune system, etc... are all taken care of by these organs. And the quality, strength, and precision of these organs are incomparable to you," the imitation soul continued, "If you want to use metaphors, Your body is like an outdated desktop assembly computer, filled with all kinds of backward and substandard accessories. And their body is an integrated super optical computer. Over the past few decades, your accessories have been replaced. When a failure occurs, the warranty period is not yet out. Even if you use it carefully and maintain every corner, you are just delaying the life of scrapping. No matter how you use other people's parts, they will not have the congenital defects you have. .

In short, your adaptability to the environment and your resistance to disease and dangerous accidents are all too poor. "

The spirit of imitation was speaking very enthusiastically, but... the only one who was listening carefully at the moment, understanding it, and thinking... was Feng Bujue. Everyone else's attention has basically been elsewhere, either looking at the taskbar or checking their surroundings.

Although Brother Jue also looked at the task bar and observed the surrounding environment...he was considered a special case. He is a person who has long been accustomed to multitasking. Keeping his brain busy makes it easier for him to concentrate.

"Well...I see..." Feng Bujue heard what the other person said and immediately continued, "Actually, I am also very dissatisfied with the current situation that human beings are at an evolutionary bottleneck. I have always been in favor of artificial organs and semi-mechanical bodies. , or the idea of ​​storing human consciousness in the virtual world. Although these are not natural selection, but the evolution promoted by biology itself... there is no doubt that it will be an improvement as long as the way of life cycle is changed. It can change the species' demand competition for existing resources, greatly extend lifespan, and eliminate most innate discriminations."

"Oh? Your idea is quite interesting." The Soul of Imitation continued with interest, "But in the eyes of your compatriots... people like you are a bit radical, right?"

"Radical... is always better than stupid. In my world, many smart people have been labeled as "radical". They are so outstanding and beyond the times, but they are despised, called pagans, lunatics, idiots, and even killed." Feng Bujue said calmly, "It turns out that stupid people often win. They are a very large group, including real idiots, cowards who are willing to associate with idiots, and a small number of instigators and leaders with ulterior motives. They have burned national heroes, executed great scientists, and arrested people who were in school. The teacher who taught the theory of evolution. There was also a group of people who tried to destroy the culture of their own nation... so that thousands of years of etiquette, human relations, poetry, books and classics... were swept away.

But many years later, this group of people enjoyed the knowledge and achievements left by those "radicals" back then, taking it for granted and common sense, and despised those who were more ignorant and didn't even understand common sense. At the same time, they were jealous and fearful, and denounced those guys with more advanced consciousness, calling them... hehe... radicals. "

"Your arrogance and paranoia make me incredible..." The Soul of Imitation laughed, "Ha... but it's also very interesting."

At this time, on the other side...

The three of Fei Chai, Hong Hu and Ji Bu had already walked more than ten meters away. They seemed to be looking around and exploring the map, but in fact they didn't want to interfere with the conversation between Brother Jue and the Soul of Imitation... so they walked further away and pretended not to hear it.

"Hey hey... do you understand the conversation over there? Ming Ming Jue Li ah..." Ji Bu said.

"Anti-human philosophy class, the topic is not necessarily right, the viewpoints may not be right... it's better if you don't understand." Hong Hu adjusted his glasses and continued.

"Let's focus on the script." Uncle Fei Chai wiped his cold sweat and changed the subject, "Anyway, the current situation is still good. As Brother Feng analyzed before, our tasks have been successfully completed. Now the erasure time limit has been lifted, and the next main task has not popped up in the task bar. Therefore... we can leave here with confidence and go back to find Tianma Xingkong."

"Why not... let the three of us go find it." Ji Bu looked back at the altar again, and seeing that Brother Jue and the Soul of Imitation were still talking nonsense, he continued, "Let them chat here, maybe Feng Bu Jue can get more information from each other."

"Well, good advice." Hong Hu responded, "Anyway, we have to leave someone here to prevent Tianma Xingkong from getting lost with us."

"I agree." Uncle Fei Chai continued.

Then, the three of them turned around and yelled at Brother Jue a few times, and talked about the action plan.

Feng Bujue and the Soul of Imitation were chatting animatedly. When he heard that three teammates had offered to run errands, he naturally accepted it with pleasure.

So, the four of them separated again here and acted on two fronts... (To be continued...)