Steel Armor City

The snow has stopped, the wind has stopped, and the entire world seems to be frozen.

When the sun jumped out of the horizon, Strogg woke up from his dormant state, and turned his head to look at the small wood house that was temporarily erected with branches to cover the icy wind and snow at night. Then he was still lying on the ground, his expression relaxed, living like a boring watchdog.

It doesn’t take much energy to make such a small wood house. His energy can be recharged in the sun to replenish it. So when he made this wood house last night, he was almost A piece of wood was destroyed, and the materials were selected from good-quality tree trunks, well-proportioned and straight, and then such a small wood house was carefully built. It is said that the small wood house is a temporary building, which doesn’t look like it at all. If he hadn’t done it himself, he would probably think that this is a resort specially built on this hillside for wealthy humans.

The wood house is quiet, bathed in the sun, and becomes the only place with a bit of popularity in the snow scene. Strogg has never been in the human world, and he can’t tell where this feeling comes from, but what is certain is that this feeling makes him feel that this world is not so cold before.

As a mechanical lifeform, both the original body and the body created by Jelena have a super tolerance for cold. The extreme cold of the human world will not have any effect on him , But this scene at the moment, unfathomable mystery, made him feel a little more warmth in his heart.

“Dead…goods! That…that’s human…world’s…emotion!” In Strogg’s consciousness, a low voice stammered to break the silence.

“Who are you?” Strogg and Fryer exclaimed.

“Two…idiots! Who am I…? I…I…don’t know, how…how can you…know?” the voice said.

Stroge and Fryer naturally guessed who it was, but they both expressed their attitude in silence.

“Hey, it seems that you, like me, have stayed in the human world for a long time, and slowly have the same experience-began to be assimilated by humans.”

Trogg didn’t have the heart to talk about this with the scorching sun, and only asked in a cold voice: “Didn’t you have distracted your consciousness before? How can you still remember your previous memories? Could it be that you have multiple cores of consciousness?”

This is indeed a strange question. After entering Strog’s body, many of the light charms that make up the sun are destroyed, transformed into pure energy. He has lost so many light charms, he should have no complete consciousness, and he does not even need to change his memory, but this is what happened? How can he still have the memories from before? He can even express his thoughts! ?

Could it be said that the consciousness of the scorching sun is quite similar to that of the gods, capable of self-repair and rebirth? No, except for Tirathemis, no other gods have heard of this kind of experience of self-repair consciousness.

“hmph! Stupid! Isn’t it…no one told…you, consciousness is remembering…some important…things, can you compress…memory content…?” Asked the scorching sun.

“Compression? How to compress? Is your algorithm deep enough to compress memory at will?” Fryer was a little surprised.

“This doesn’t need… any algorithm!” Lie Sun denied. “This is just… the human world, no, the simplest of the biological world… a memory tag expression that’s all.” The scorching sun seems to have some ability that Strogg hasn’t seen before, even speaking slowly Become fluent. This made Strogg even more admirable.

“Humans, if they hate a person… he will downplay… the specific memory content, and label this person in the… memory tag, bad guy, so that even if… he will No matter how bad a person… I forget, the bad person label of this person will not… disappear. In this way, in fact, the memory is compressed, or…simplified. So, this way I… also learned. “

Strogg said: “So you actually compressed your memory like this?”

“Yes. So…even if I’m defeated , The consciousness…is cut, I can still…recover gradually. Although it is difficult to restore to the original…look, it is okay to recover some…important things.”

“Then…you can’t die anymore? You can regain your consciousness after being cut. You are really strong enough.” Fryer intervened.

“Well…From a human point of view, it is like this.” Lie Sun replied.

“hmph!” Strogg disdainfully said: “What’s the use of this? Even if you can restore yourself to the original state, what can you do? Don’t be trapped in this body. Is it inside?… By the way, I suddenly remembered a question, His Royal Highness Ares took our consciousness into his hands, why not destroy us but ask His Highness Irina to restore us again, he…will What do you mean?”

The scorching sun didn’t answer, but was silent for a long time.

Seeing the scorching sun did not speak, Strogg continued: “I know who I am. After His Highness Tirathemis was arrested, in fact I am an unowned soul, destroying me or leaving behind I, in fact, make no difference. With the power of His Royal Highness Ares, destroying me is nothing but no effort at all. Moreover, in terms of identity, His Royal Highness Jelena is the consciousness of the 2-Layer virtual space, and the 2-Layer virtual space has always It is the place where His Royal Highness Ares supervises and where his priesthood lies. The strong consciousness in it is always the object he needs to destroy. Why can he put down the butcher knife and spare her at this moment? Are you not powerful, are you? Do you know the reason?”

The scorching sun still didn’t answer, silently I didn’t know what I was thinking.

“Also, if you have such a strong recovery ability, will His Highness Ares fancy your ability and restore you and me?… But if it is for you Ability, why didn’t he restrain you and me in any way, but allowed us to follow Her Royal Highness Liya Tong to move freely?… Could it be said that he was standing here from His Royal Highness Tirathemis from the origin of his will? The side?” Strogg raised several probabilities in succession, but the scorching sun did not answer even one.

“I can’t answer these… questions. I can reply to some of my… own consciousness, but I can’t recover the lost memories… My memory compression method is just… Let my consciousness be able to recover to a certain extent, but there is no way to restore all the memories…back. However, if I guess…yes. He probably…is tired of his priesthood.”

“Tired? Are you saying that a master god is tired of his priesthood?” Strogg asked in surprise.

“en. It’s nothing…but strange, just like me, if…is divided into consciousness many times, every time it is the same as death…one time, everyone will think Change this…life….Yes, I’m tired of it!”