Michelle stared silently at the human face made of yellow particles in front of her, the expressions of the six gods and Jean were solemn at this time, and the atmosphere around the round table was extremely solemn.

"Food?"

The orange god laughed, shaking his head constantly, and his laughter was a little bitter.

"Remember Mo Jean, when the bright city was finally established, the opinions of the six of us were the same, the full implementation of the mechanized artificial intelligence era, control everything, stupid people only need to act according to the instructions, the inferior ones are directly eliminated, and the gene technology has also been perfected, the birth of people only needs the combination of fertilized eggs and eggs, and the genes of excellent people are comprehensively collected, and for some people in special positions, after they grow up, implant the genes of our seven gods, and let them become the apostles of GodAs the city agent of God, this can be called order, everything has a perfect process, people only need to live in such a process, and inferior products are not qualified to participate in the revival of mankind. ”

Jean silently exhaled a puff of smoke and remained silent without retorting, and the yellow god said with a smile.

"The person who stopped this plan at that time was you Jean, you said that you will take responsibility and make the city better, people should be free, but the price of freedom is cruel, what is it that has bred over the years? Over and over again, you say the root is in the food? But after the establishment of the food base, with the growth of the population, the crisis has come again, indeed your plan is to be able to temporarily solve the immediate crisis, but with the advent of the aging population, new life is born, the population will grow, the result is still the same, the recent turmoil in the city is like this, there will always be people who want to challenge the existing order, feel that it is right to build a new order, but an order is built, what is needed is blood and countless cruel lives as a funeral, Repeating the same mistakes again and again, Jean is running out of time. ”

The atmosphere on the scene was a little strong, and the cyan god laughed.

"I think if it really becomes the era of artificial intelligence mechanization, then what is the fun of people."

"Shut up, don't add any more chaos, the facts we are discussing now are related to the future of mankind, not a joke."

The orange god roared loudly, and at this time, the purple god in the form of a female human laughed.

"There's no point in arguing, just let Jean do it, didn't he find another fledgling that almost died recently?"

For a moment, the six gods all looked at Jean, and the red god laughed sharply in his voice.

"What's that chick? The innovation of cells, hehe, is indeed a good thing, but it is no longer needed for human beings, when human beings begin to evolve into artificial intelligence machines, they will not get sick, and their bodies will become stronger, they only need to have a brain, and all body organs can no longer take in nutrients, they only need to provide nutrients to the brain, and now people can survive for more than 150 years, and they can also work for 150 years, because the body will not deteriorate, and the problem of food can be completely solved, are these things, Jean, haven't you figured it out in all these years? ”

The purple god said sharply, staring at Jean.

"This can't be considered a human anymore!"

Jean flicked the ashes of his cigarette, and he was already aware that the mechanical ball introduced by Section 10 was probably carried out with the authorization of some of them.

"Give me a little more time, and I'll build up 13 subjects, a brand new 13 that can solve external and internal problems."

Jean's mood was a little heavy, and his mind kept coming up with those cyborg biochemical humans, if one day, everyone in the city became like that, people would be truly extinct.

"I've given you enough time, Jean, what are the so-called innovations in human history, whether it's the steam age or the industrial age? Because everything is led by people, the beneficiaries are always the people at the top, only machines are fair, people only need to be the carrier of a huge database, they don't need to have thoughts, because most of the time they are thinking nonsense, all in response to a bigger crisis that may be coming. ”

Jean looked at the orange god with some emotion, and he held up a hand.

"Observations outside the walls have revealed a lot of interesting things, and these things may one day tear the barriers, and the ignorant will face a second crisis, which can be devastating, and we have learned more facts from our contacts with other cities over the years."

"What are you doing all that far?"

Jean stood up as he spoke, looking like he wanted to leave, but was stopped by the purple god, and she said in a cold voice.

"Do you want to say goodbye like this? Jean, as the god of the Bright City, don't continue to be willful, we have been constantly researching and developing to create new things all these years, what about you? With kids? Don't laugh to death Jean, you get back to me and fulfill your obligations as gods. ”

Jean was already walking slowly, smiling and tilting his head to exhale a puff of smoke.

"That's the end of today's discussion, I haven't rested for many days, and I want to go back to sleep."

Saying that, Jean walked up, Locke and Michelle's faces were not very good, Locke was okay, Michelle heard so many things for the first time, and knew such a shocking secret, at this time, her heart had already set off a monstrous wave, the man in front of her was a god.

"No matter what the era, the rioters before us called us the undead, perhaps, we were just a bunch of people who lived for centuries and ended up claiming to be gods, I always felt that this was incomprehensible, and ah......."

Jean walked to the doorway, then looked back at the six gods at the round table again.

"This is a curse, an eternal curse to us who claim to be gods."

Squeak

The door to the hall of Congress opened, and Jean stepped out, took the uniform from Locke next to him, and walked up with his stride behind him, closing the door little by little.

"Ran away for him again, bastard Jean."

The red god said dissatisfiedly, and at this time, the purple god stared at the cyan god.

"Tang Rao, this is not the same as what was said, you fooled us and said that Jean will come back and continue to be a god."

The cyan god laughed.

"Did I tell you this? I'm just saying that Jean came back voluntarily and wants you to do a little favor, but I didn't say that Jean would sit on the throne that belongs to God. ”

For a moment, the six gods all looked at the blue empty throne.

The orange god stared at the doorway.

"Give you a little more time, Jean, when the order collapses, we will come down to the city and solve everything with our own hands, and then you don't blame us as old friends, and we are not merciful."