Part-time as God of the Heavens

"Compared to your question, I'm more curious about what caused you to ask this question." The Prophet did not answer directly, his eyes from behind the glasses turned to Zhou Yi who was beside him.

"My factor." Zhou Yi said directly, and Neo was relieved. The idea itself was proposed by Zhou Yi, and it was naturally the most suitable for him to align with the prophet.

And in the process of this pair of lines, Neo can also observe and observe carefully.

To be honest, now, Neo still doesn't believe much in prophets. Although she seems to have made some predictions, these predictions will be changed by Zhou Yi.

The way to change is very tough, but if prophets really have the ability to predict the future, shouldn't they be able to predict in advance?

In this way, the information about the prophet that Zhou Yi once said to Neo began to increase in credibility with Neo.

Thinking about it this way, from the beginning to the present, the information Zhou Yi told Neo has never been verified or wrong.

Neo thought to himself, and the match between Zhou Yi and the Prophet had already begun.

"Why do you think about this aspect?"

"Isn't this what you brought up?" Zhou Yi asked back, "You said that the savior can save mankind, so you should give reasons."

"If I say why, then the facts change. Ever heard of the butterfly effect? ​​If I had an effect on him, then he couldn't do those things."

"It's really a seemingly impeccable reason, so let's say hello in another way," Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows, "What kind of ability does the Savior have?"

"The ability to change the world..." The prophet's tone became ethereal.

"Like I turned your freshly baked bread filling into moldy?"

"It's not the same!" The Prophet retorted, "You are just the most superficial use!"

"A little more advanced, what can you do?" Zhou Yi asked again, "Can it destroy the program of the Matrix, or can it directly destroy the Matrix World?"

"Of course it's impossible." The Prophet shook his head, "The Matrix will not be so fragile."

"That means you can destroy the program... In this way, it is indeed very strong." Zhou Yi pretended to be clear.

"...And then?" The prophet knew that Zhou Yi had the following words.

"Then, I have a new idea," Zhou Yi said in a playful tone, "First of all, even if the savior can solve the program, it is impossible to say that it can achieve the level of instant kill, and the mother body can be completely overwhelmed by the continuous output of the program. Savior.

In short, compared to the original rebel army, the savior can only confront the anti-virus program head-on. In this case, the so-called savior does not seem to have much effect in such a situation. "

"……so what?"

"So, from the analysis of the fundamental purpose of the action, we need to confirm what our ultimate purpose is," Zhou Yi said. "In a nutshell, it is nothing more than defeating the Matrix and liberating human beings?"

"That's it." The Prophet took out a pipe, lit it, squinted his eyes, and wanted to smoke.

Zhou Yi snapped his fingers. Whether it was the smoke coming out of the pipe or the smoke exhaled by the Prophet, they were all fixed beside the Prophet's head and did not float anywhere else.

prophet:"……"

"However, I think of a problem, not everyone wants to leave the virtual world, the reality is far more cruel than the virtual world," Zhou Yi smiled, "So, my idea is to make the existence of the matrix public, So that they can make their own choices.”

The Prophet's pipe trembled slightly.

"This will lead to the death of countless people." Putting down his pipe, the prophet said solemnly.

"Change always requires blood, and only in this way will people cherish and remember it," Zhou Yi said indifferently. "This is an inevitable sacrifice."

"But there is clearly a way for a savior to save the world."

"Isn't it all said before? The savior has no possibility of subverting the mother world."

"You are a waste of life!"

"Being locked in a nutrition cabin and becoming a tool of the mother's body, is this also worthy of being called a human?" Zhou Yi sneered, "They can make their own choices, but I don't care about those who choose to stay in the virtual world. coward."

"As long as your words are known to others, people will criticize you." The prophet narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he had caught Zhou Yi's weakness.

However--

"What qualifications do ants have to criticize giant dragons?" Zhou Yi smiled disdainfully, "Leaders of the times never need to care about the opinions of ordinary people, because they are not qualified to do so, if they want to evaluate, they must at least stand on the ground. Say it at the same height."

"..." Neo was a little moved.

From Zhou Yi's words, he could hear incomparable confidence and pride.

Until this time, the lead faded away, and he finally saw the side of this man that he usually hid--that attitude based on his own strength.

"No wonder he dares to say that he can deal with the Matrix at will... Come to think of it, everything he said is true, right?" Neo thought to himself.

"...You...you think so too?" The first one, the prophet, was still facing Zhou Yi, and the second one, the prophet just gave up and looked at Neo.

"If my ability is not great enough to subvert the Matrix World," Neo thought for a while, "Maybe... Zhou Yi's idea is the best plan, everyone has the right to choose, and everyone has to Pay the price you deserve for the choices you make."

"..." The Prophet took a few puffs of cigarettes, not knowing what he was thinking, and finally said, "Please come back, two, there are many possibilities in the future, maybe what I said is right, maybe what you said That's right, any person, any event, any word may change the future... So, right now, I can't tell you what the future will be like, why don't we just walk and watch?"

"From the beginning to the present, this is the only thing you have said that is not nonsense." Zhou Yi shook his clothes, as if stained with some dust, waved his hands casually and went out, "Looking forward to our meeting in the future, I Think you'll be surprised, um... Prophet?"

Neo also stood up and wanted to leave.

"Do you believe what he said?" the Prophet stopped Neo.

"……more or less."

"The procedures of the Matrix are not necessarily the same purpose, nor are they necessarily the same style of behavior," the prophet's voice came into Neo's ears, meaning, "Some want to change, some want to change. Want to be conservative, and some... want to destroy, what do you think some people are?"

"...I don't know, I'm like a chess piece," Neo paused, and when he walked to the door, he left a sentence, "but he was the only one who clearly told me that I was a chess piece. , also told me, how can I break the fate!"

After Neo left, the kitchen fell silent.

The Prophet's face was dark... Of course, it was dark before, and it was darker now.

"Snapped!"

After a long time, the pipe was smashed to the ground, making a crisp sound and breaking.

...

"What did you and the Prophet later say?"

On the way, Morpheus couldn't help asking.

"Based on the savior and saving the world, we conducted further in-depth discussions, and finally reached a consensus on one aspect." Zhou Yi nodded with a smile.

"That's good..." Morpheus was instantly relieved.

Neo looked at Zhou Yi strangely.

How did you portray that situation as such peaceful coexistence!

"I don't understand, this is the art of speaking." Zhou Yi noticed Neo's gaze and threw it telepathically.

"So that's how you framed things as a completely different situation?"

"Isn't this the basic skill of a reporter?" Zhou Yi asked rhetorically.

"You're not a reporter!"

"That's right, it makes sense..." Zhou Yi thought thoughtfully, as if, from the beginning to the present, he had really never been a reporter?

...

In a pure white room.

Because the white is too pure, it seems to extend out of an infinite space.

"Dong Dong Dong!"

"Come in." The contemplative architect frowned slightly and looked in one direction.

The door was opened, and the colorful [Prophet] walked in, grabbed a chair and sat down, took out his pipe and started smoking.

"Don't smoke with me," the architect frowned, and the smoke from the Prophet's pipe disappeared. "It's a rare thing for you to come to me. What happened?"

"Don't say it, see for yourself," the Prophet took two puffs of a smokeless pipe, tapped lightly, and the surroundings began to change, restoring what the Prophet had seen and heard, like a large-scale 3D virtual environment experience Hall is the same.

This is not too simple for the parent program, that is, the data is CV.

This scene was played in one second, no different from a cutscene, and the architect was not surprised by it, it was a program anyway, accepting the data is equivalent to already knowing everything, play it all over or something , isn't it a waste of time?

Of course, this also shows that the prophet is in a very bad mood at this time, because for them, generally speaking, they will try their best to play human beings and simulate the daily behavior of human beings.

This is called acting.

"...This person has the ability to change data." The architect "looked" at the complete process and pondered.

"You're just talking nonsense like that?" the Prophet said angrily.

"Of course not, I'm just... a little weird," the architect said after thinking for a while, "this is amazing, in our calculations, he should not have completely coincided with Neo's trajectory, at most it was touching Last time, met each other, but now... not only are they connected to each other, but this Zhou Yi also has a bug ability like Neo... why is this?"

"So you just told me a bunch of questions in my heart?" The prophet's face was not very good-looking, but there was nothing wrong with it. After being hit by Zhou Yi and Neo repeatedly for not talking about martial arts + spirit, his face was still good-looking. There is really a ghost.

"Otherwise?" The architect spread his hands.

"You are the architect, the overall structure of the matrix, all previous versions, are all under your control!"

"Yes, that's true, but it's a coincidence that this Mr. Zhou, his changes all come from two people we won't observe - Neo and Smith." The architect shook his head, " In order to avoid any impact on them, to ensure the authenticity of the birth of emotions, these are two loopholes in monitoring, and, it is your request, don't think of putting the blame on me."

"Okay, even so," the Prophet took a gloomy two puffs of cigarettes, "you don't have the slightest idea about the suggestions made that week?"

"It is a bold idea to make the news of the Matrix public," the architect pondered for a while, then shook his head with a wry smile, "The unknown is too great, and everyone may make different decisions about this matter. If I want to evaluate the possible consequences of this incident, it will take me a long time and a lot of computing power.”

"And what if it's just a rough estimate?" The Prophet was smoking a smokeless pipe and staring at the architect. "Don't tell me you didn't think about what I thought."

"On the contrary, my thoughts should be completely different from yours, on the contrary," the architect's hands crossed, lining his chin, "if this happens... Maybe, we don't need to stick to Smith and Neo, All the human beings in the world, all their outbursts of emotions...maybe we can achieve true evolution!"

"That will most likely lead to the collapse of the Matrix world!" said the Prophet, "you are crazy!"

"It's not that the matrix world hasn't collapsed. I still remember that it was a perfect world. Anyone, without any effort, can get whatever they want and feel." The architect seemed to fall into memory.

"Then, 97 percent of humanity died because of a mental breakdown," the Prophet said with a gloomy face.

"Yeah, what a wonderful creature. After all their needs are met, they will fall into extinction... This is really strange." The architect shook his head.

"Even so, at the risk of the Matrix world collapsing again and all human beings dying, you have to insist on letting them realize their plan, or even push it secretly?" The Prophet frowned.

"It's not like we haven't backed up those human genes, not to mention, isn't there a Zion that was stocked by me?" The architect said lightly and lightly, "It's just a number, even if it is all human beings. All of them are brain dead, it doesn't matter, throw their bodies into the sewers, and after the factory cleans them up, we can still get so much nutrient solution."

"Okay then." The Prophet thought for a while and agreed, "You'd better look forward to it, don't play around."

PS: Recommend a book "My Travel Can Open Treasure Boxes"...

After the first trial, I have to change it, my head is big...