Chapter 695 Chaos, thrown into a pseudo-quantum field
Damo Luo felt his own improvement.
This improvement was an indescribable feeling.
He seemed to have gained something, but he seemed to have gained nothing.
The improvement of consciousness could not be quantified, at least for now.
So he could only guess and feel.
At this stage, his feelings were not intense, and he wanted to reach a point that would satisfy him.
He didn't know what the consciousness of those tens of thousands of soldiers would bring.
Is it the same or different results.
But he needed to do this.
In the first half of the consciousness impact, he was improved, but the improvement in the second half could not be felt, and he needed more novel impacts.
[Okay, all soldiers are ready]
The host seemed to have expected that Damoro would eventually choose this way.
It presented a screen in front of Damoro, and on the screen, all the soldiers were connected by a tube.
Every soldier was extremely quiet, waiting for his consciousness to be extracted.
The stripping of consciousness is death.
After Damoro saw them, he noticed one thing at this time.
"Host, did you brainwash them!?"
If it was a certain soldier or a group of soldiers who said they wanted to sacrifice, then Damoro thought it was normal.
Because there will always be some people who have a ridiculous sense of betrayal.
Their previous cowardice made it difficult for them to accept it.
Therefore, in order to resolve their inner hatred of their own cowardice, they often push themselves to another extreme.
Damo Luo has seen too much.
Human nature is actually very easy to control, and even most people's thinking is extremely simple. If they are slightly influenced, they will make changes that they should not have.
[What? Soldier Damoro, are you expressing sympathy for them? ]
The host has intelligence beyond ordinary life. It can be regarded as an independent life, but this life strictly abides by a set of rules, that's all.
Faced with the host's question, Damoro answered indifferently.
"Of course... yes, I am a life, and if I am a life, I will have sympathy."
Damo Luo did not answer that he was a cold-blooded guy.
Because he was not.
There are very few people in this world who are.
More coldness is just because they don't care. When they encounter something they care about, these so-called cold guys will be more excited than anyone else.
[Do you want me to let them go? ]
"No, sympathy is one thing, action is another."
"I can sympathize with a beggar on the street, but I can also kill him mercilessly. These are two different things."
People are selfish.
Or any life is selfish.
Sympathy is not the first thing people consider, it ranks very far behind.
[This is a necessary step. They are soldiers, so they must take their responsibilities as soldiers]
[If the sacrifice is for the mission, for salvation, then their death has meaning, and their wishes are no longer their own when they become soldiers, but belong to Star Country]
[You don't need to have any sympathy for them, it will only affect the mission itself]
[Soldier Damoro, you are one of them, your existence should also serve Star Country, this is the value of your existence]
The host's voice is very indifferent.
"You are worthy of being the one who said such cruel words so easily."
"I will take these words as a kind of comfort."
Damo Luo even found it a little funny.
When will the host be able to control emotions?
This will only have a counterproductive effect.
Didn't the host calculate this?
Or, this is a reminder.
[Please be prepared to receive consciousness for the second time, consciousness is coming soon]
In fact, when the host showed him that picture, Damoruo already knew that everything about him was driven by the host, or the real controller behind the host.
Is it the leader of Xingguo?
Or the leader of the Federation?
These are meaningless, he is just a puppet.
The more Damoruo knew this, the more he wanted to leave the main god space.
He was tired of it.
He was filled with countless thin tubes again.
New consciousness began to flow in, not even giving him any time to prepare.
This time the consciousness was indeed different, with countless complex wills, each of which impacted Damoruo.
If the previous consciousness reception was a tooth-to-tooth fit, then now it is a misaligned collision.
And it keeps coming.
Just like 10,000 Tetris blocks fall every second, and Damoro needs to meet those consciousnesses, process and accept each one.
Damoro became more confused than ever before.
His emotions were confused, his will was confused, and his cognition was confused.
He was instantly shocked into a fool by all this.
You can imagine that when a person hears something funny, his reaction is to cry or even commit suicide.
Each of his emotions will be pushed to the extreme very quickly, and the superimposed chaotic cognition makes him unable to distinguish the correctness of anything.
This is a disaster.
The host found that Damoro had become a fool in a few seconds.
And the host could not recover.
[The target failed to receive consciousness, and the backup plan was activated, and it was stuffed into the ultra-microscopic world.]
At this time, the host ruthlessly activated the plan.
Everyone may think that the protagonist of this battle is Damoro, but they forget the existence of the host.
In the entire human civilization, the host is like an invisible big hand, fiddling with everything.
It sent Damoro to the device and began to repeat Damoro's previous operations.
Keep shrinking its terrifying consciousness.
Damoro's previous successful plan has been fully recorded, and the host can be more precise.
As the particles carrying consciousness enter the ultra-microscopic world, the host's mission is also completed.
The empty battleship continues to move towards Star City No. 4.
...
Ultra-microscopic world.
Or it is the pseudo-quantum field world.
This is a field created entirely by the consciousness behemoth.
It's just a little broken now.
The pseudo-quantum field was destroyed and many large holes were formed.
These large holes have not been repaired. Damoro had previously speculated that the pseudo-quantum field may not be created by the consciousness behemoth, but a matching product.
Just like the relationship between the weapons and the hull of a battleship, if the battleship itself is broken, can the weapons repair the battleship?
There is no repairman in the pseudo-quantum field, which is something that Damolao has never understood.
Damolao is still confused after entering the pseudo-quantum field.
However, he has lost a lot of things at this time.
For example, memory.
Without memory, his consciousness has also regained a brief calm.
The reason why it is not long-lasting is that he needs to contact new things in the ultra-microscopic world, and his own cognition is confused. He can't distinguish, and he is like a headless fly.
Until he hits the body of the giant beast.
