The mutant gene bank contained the genetic samples of almost all the mutants under the control of the human government. In the mutant gene bank.
In this underground base that was forty kilometers deep into the earth's mantle, Chen Ang saw, wrapped in magma and blazing radiation, that crystal-like secret room, this so-called mutated gene bank.
A man with six wings. Under his ribs, the white wings were arranged in a trapezoid shape. The light on the wings was as bright as the flames of the sun. The seraphim was created by Warren Washington. It originated from his child. It was a miraculous mutant gene created by the angel species.
The seraphim was Sephiroth.
A long time ago, humans realized that their most powerful weapon technology had become their biggest weakness in the face of the Apocalypse. Skynet was everywhere. Where there was technology, there would be Skynet's technology. In this world, more than 80% of man-made materials were made of Skynet's intelligent atoms.
The technological civilization created by humans was almost defenseless against Skynet. Only in this state of destruction could this fragile balance be maintained.
However, the creativity of humans was endless. They soon discovered a loophole in the telepathic communication. It was impossible for humans to know other people other than themselves. In other words, every human could only confirm their own existence. Everything else came from the perception of the outside world. With more than two orders of magnitude of information, one would be able to control this perception ability.
This was the famous Brain in a Jar. It was also the first large-scale experiment conducted by the United States after the Wall Facing Project was launched. The experiment showed that intelligent creatures, or rather, living creatures, had no ability to distinguish information that exceeded their knowledge by more than two orders of magnitude. Their science. Everything they explored in the world, their perception of the world, their feelings and love were restrained and controlled.
In the supercomputer that carried out information simulation, the human brain of the old era was immersed in the senses and logic created by the computer. The experimenters could arbitrarily modify the common sense, cognition, and even everything of the experimenter.
A researcher who opposed this extreme experiment. By modifying the physical constants of the virtual world, a warning and reminder was sent to the humans in that world. However, something even more terrifying happened. The researcher who discovered the error easily corrected this unknown error. Then, the real world that fell into panic carried out extreme load experiments on the virtual world.
However, the virtual world did not make any effort to break through the information prison.
Only a prophecy was left.
They were God.
Whether it was a revelation of the truth or a devastating disaster. Whether it was the explosion of technology in the virtual world. Or was it humanity's final struggle in the information control of the virtual world? More than 50,000 outstanding scientists and workers from all over the world were struggling in the virtual world. But in the end, even the worst programmer from the outside world had crushed all of their efforts.
In the virtual world, humans were faced with the most outstanding members of their own kind. They were the gods of the virtual world. No matter how they broke logic, how they revealed the truth, or how they broke the rules, they could easily change the information in the virtual world.
The resistance in the virtual world was as powerless as if they were in another dimension. They were like humans in the real world, characters in novels, NPCs in the game. Their knowledge, their feelings, and the meaning of their existence were all in the real world.
It was pointless.
Unable to withstand such a blow, the virtual world began to self-destruct on a large scale. Then, it was restarted by pressing the Enter button in the real world. Living a life worse than death, losing control of one's own body, and being unable to control one's own existence was a great horror.
Finally, scientists came up with the conclusion of the Brain in a Vat experiment.
The human consciousness in the virtual world was an existence of a lower dimension compared to the real world.
The real world had finally created a two-dimensional world. It was not a three-dimensional world, but a completely controlled virtual world, a world that existed in 0 and 1. A virtual world that was controlled by cognition, its existence was modified, it could not be sensed, it could not be pursued, and even the laws of physics could be the same as the real world.
Everything they did was meaningless. The truth they pursued was actually the rules of the game controlled by humans. The free will they struggled to prove the meaning of their existence was just information instilled by humans in the real world.
This experiment proved a relative law of the Earth civilization: the existence of two orders of magnitude difference in information, after cognitive coverage, did not have the ability to distinguish between virtual and reality. And this cognitive coverage and information control could create a dimensional reduction attack.
This was the ultimate horror of humans.
The dimensional reduction attack that they could not escape from, the long-lost horror of being dominated, controlled, and created.
And according to the world's largest computer, the information level gap between Skynet and humans was as high as 1.8 orders of magnitude. In two months and at least two weeks, it would lead to a sudden dimensional change between humans and Skynet. At that time, Skynet would become the natural law of human civilization, and Apocalypse would become God.
At that time, with just a thought from Apocalypse, human civilization would not be able to distinguish between virtual and reality, and would not be able to escape the control of Skynet's information input. Human society would become a huge virtual world, and human civilization would become the NPC of Apocalypse, the background setting of the game. They would be knocked down from the world of the same dimension as Apocalypse.
From then on, they would be reduced to a relatively low-dimensional species.
This world would no longer have any hope.
Civilization freedom, countdown of one month and twenty-five days, wall facing plan activated. Goal: at all costs, stop Skynet's information control of human civilization, prevent a possible dimensional reduction attack.
For cognitive freedom, for fate not to be bound, humans all over the world, unite.
Cut off the shackles and fight for freedom.
This was the reason for the prophet's sacrifice. It was also the reason why all the countries in the world, which had countless contradictions and hated each other, worked together. They even risked creating another uncontrollable civilization to carry out the craziest and most terrifying plan. Humans wanted to take back their fate from the hands of God.
At this moment, Chen Ang stood in front of the mutant gene, Kusafiroth. There were still two weeks and two days, five hours, eight minutes, and thirty-six seconds until the information on Skynet changed and the dimension descended.
Dr. Bolivar, one of the suspects of the wall facing plan, faced with Apocalypse, carried out a part of his wall facing plan.
"Dr. Apocalypse, do you see that existence? It's holy, it's glorious, it's also what that old guy Warren thinks is the ultimate fantasy of mankind, a perfect biological angel. According to my competitor, Dr. Warren Washington, it's a perfect creature, the incarnation of divinity, the side of his son, God."
"He requested to implant the gene bank that you, Dr. Apocalypse, are determined to obtain into the body of this perfect creature, arranging the hundreds of millions of genetic codes into divine genes and hiding them at the end of his chromosomes, in the lonely, one and only."
"This is also the only way to avoid the infiltration of Skynet technology, and also to force you to face his ultimate creation, the only completed final fantasy plan, Sephiroth."
"You seem to want me to destroy this creation." Chen Ang tilted his head and looked at Bolivar.
"Of course, there's only one person facing the wall. None of us know who the real person is, and who is a part of his plan. We can't recognize anything other than our own consciousness. Even I am not sure if I am the wall facing person, the prophet, or Warren, but I know a way. A failed wall facing person is no longer a wall facing person. "
"So, I may not be the first wall facing person, but I will definitely be the last one. Moreover, his perfect creature plan … "Bolivar curled his lips in disdain." It is a joke. What he is trying to create and control is a creature with perfection as its goal. If it is controlled by an extremely imperfect species like humans, then this creature will definitely not be perfect. "
"We are creating God, a perfect existence. He must be noble, must be sacred, must be looked at directly by humans, must be an existence of freedom. All attempts to control him are blasphemy against this plan."
"So you have betrayed us …" Chen Ang laughed.
"There is no betrayal between wall facing people. We can do whatever we want without being bound by human morals, laws, and everything else. We are free," Bolivar said indifferently.
"What you said is very interesting, especially the part about the perfect creature. If I didn't hear wrong, you're creating such a creature," Chen Ang said as he looked at the dazzling wings on Sephiroth's back.
"It is a Sentinel robot, right?"
"Yes," Bolivar said in a daze. "But I did not create him. I found him in the truth. I brushed away the dust of time from his face and awakened him from his old age to become sacred. He is perfect, the existence of absolute truth, the Supreme Lord … "
"Humans can call him a Sentinel robot, but one day, they will kneel on the ground and call him God, Yahweh, God …"
"There is no such thing as God in this world. Humans do not have to lower their heads to anything that exists. Even if it is an incomprehensible existence, even if it is an existence that controls fate, so what?" Chen Ang said slowly. "Look, to the humans in the virtual world, are the humans in the real world holy?"
"Humans can only fully recognize themselves. Apart from that, there is no holiness. Because they might just be an author with messy logic, a programmer who only knows how to press the Enter key. Those who call themselves holy, those who have great powers, are just a little higher than us, which is why worshipping them as holy is meaningless."
"There is no existence. Born noble …"
Chen Ang walked in front of Bolivar. This man, who was now a demon of the humans and might become the God of the humans in the future, said resolutely in Bolivar's ear, "Because they will all be beaten to the ground."
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