Chapter 001
Standing quietly in the middle of the trial hall, Shi Leng listened to the chief judge read out his charges one by one. The string of awkward legal terms was as long and meaningless as a shroud.
Judgment halls are usually empty, as the verdicts here are unusually death-row inmates. Those who killed a few people are not qualified to come in, they have to be ruthless people who blow up a small town to the sky.
Today's trial hall is extremely crowded, not because of the hijacking of the planet by terrorists in the Galactic Empire, and Shi Han has never committed a crime, but because he was involved in an incident that he shouldn't be involved in.
Shi Han cast his eyes on the man sitting in the middle of the trial seat, the ruler of the Galactic Empire, Owen Hall, the illegitimate son of the previous emperor, the star war god with blood on his hands, and some people privately called him Satan.
Objectively speaking, Irving I's handsome appearance is a bit bewitching. It is said that he looks very similar to his mother, a top-notch beauty who had a mysterious origin and died in the end. He has hair as shiny and beautiful as black jade, slender eyelashes, a pair of blue-gray eyes like a misty lake, a tall and beautiful nose and beautifully shaped lips. The smooth outline can coincide with the perfect plaster image, just like a work coming out of an art gallery.
But no one dared to miss him.
He was indeed like a god of war and an emperor, and on this occasion he was still wearing a military uniform, from the buttoned collar to the shiny boot toe, which was stained with blood and blood. The slender body sat in a very menacing posture, like a cheetah that was about to pounce in the next second.
His throne is filled with countless bones.
Shi Han was about to become one of the bones.
In the vortex of the struggle for the throne, the little people involved can only consider themselves unlucky.
Shi Han is not a small person in the true sense. After all, there is no small person who has no spiritual talent and sits on the position of the chief of the Intelligence Bureau with his unique pure intelligence. But compared with Owen, he is indeed a tiny grain of sand that can be seen everywhere on the beach.
"Shihan, do you have anything else to say?"
This is the routine process of the trial of death row prisoners. In the last part of the last words, the prisoner usually makes some demands at this time. After the last words are finished, he will be taken into the execution room at the west side door, where he will be penetrated by a beam of laser light. head.
Shi Han came back to his senses, but his eyes didn't move for a moment, they were always fixed on Owen I.
"I have nothing to argue with, because you won't listen. I'd rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go. Unfortunately, I am one of that thousand. My fate was decided before this trial, holy In front of you, the law is just a piece of waste paper, and I am just an ant that can be crushed to death at will." The
honorific title "you" was read with irony, and he suddenly smiled, with a slightly raised corner of his mouth. The madness of liberation.
"However, Owen, if—"
"Presumptuous!!" He was interrupted by the presiding judge before he could finish speaking. "How dare you call His Majesty by his name?!"
"Owen."
Shi Han continued to read persistently with a smile.
There was a hint of madness and blood in that gentle voice.
Owen I finally set his sights on this condemned prisoner who hadn't attracted his attention at first. He had silver-gray hair, a tall but thin figure, an extremely haggard young face, and his black eyes shone with a captivating light.
Owen I waved his hand, signaling the presiding judge to shut up.
Shi Han nodded in satisfaction, raised his shackled hands, and made a series of crisp crashing sounds.
"Thanks, let me continue. If you think you are a god of life and death, you are wrong, Owen. Every harm the world inflicts on you, and every harm you inflict on the world, will be invested endlessly Good people become evil in blood, only wicked people can climb to the top of power, and the sanctity of legal principles is defiled by power...Might is truth, and the weak have no human rights.” The guard standing beside Shi Han
swung The grey-haired prisoner arched his body in pain, and could not help moaning from his throat. His teeth bit his pale lips, revealing a strange bright red.
"Cough... haha... Owen, your dog thinks I'm criticizing you, and wants to ask for pets, it's so stupid." When he raised his
head again, Shi Han's unchanging smile became gentler and more terrifying.
"I didn't criticize you. This is the law of operation that none of us can escape, because this is human nature. After I die, please go to my residence and take away my optical brain. There are my research results there, only open to you. "
What is that?" Owen I, who had been silent all this time, asked suddenly. There is not a hint of emotional ups and downs in the voice.
"I'll tell you after I die."
The onlookers of the trial were commotioning.
"What..."
"Is he crazy?"
"He must have been scared crazy..."
"Since he wants to die, let him die quickly."
"Yeah, you think I'm crazy. If I'm crazy, what are you?" Shi Han pretended to be sad and sighed. He spread his hands, his aloof eyes swept across the crowd, and his tone was full of pity. "I see you poor, come to tell you the date of death in advance, poor people, torturers, angels, devils, moths-every one of us is, because our name is human. And you Owen, very interesting, you are one of the human beings. Human beings, comedy in tragedy."
The judge pressed the verdict button, and he was immediately led into the execution chamber. The moment the laser gun was aimed at his head, he laughed.
In the dead silence, his laughter was cold and hoarse, as if the death knell of the doomsday was ringing. He raised his hands to the sky like a madman and like a martyr.
"Poor people, happy doomsday."
The executive pulled the trigger.
It was the 128th day in 4096 years of the Milky Way calendar, known as the "Prophecy Day" in history. It is said that when the "Prophet" Shi Han died, there was still a distorted smile on the corner of his mouth.
The moment his lifeless body fell to the ground, the entire trial hall was plunged into darkness, and the piercing and red alarm sounded non-stop through the AI's icy voice.
"Warning: Monitor network permission changed."
"Warning: Speaker network permission changed." "
Warning: Voice interaction system permission changed."
The hall suddenly lit up.
The people who were still in shock raised their heads, only to see Shi Han, who had just died, smiling at them on several screens surrounding the trial hall.
"Good afternoon, poor people." He greeted gracefully. "I am Shihan. As I said, I will tell you my research results after I die. I died just now, so I will announce this result now."
People stared at the screen in horror.
"That's a model, a model that can predict the future."
"Impossible!" A gray-haired old academician of the Academy of Sciences shouted. "Unless you solve the chaos problem!"
"That's right, Academician Zhang, please don't be so flustered, I just solved the chaos problem." "
But computing power—"
Shi Han smiled. "Do you still remember the mysterious 'millisecond chaos'?"
Academician Zhang's old eyes widened, and the cloudy eyeballs were about to pop out.
"That's right, that's because I plundered one millisecond of computing resources in the entire galaxy."
After the words fell, the entire trial hall became chaotic. Some cursed and frightened, some screamed why Shi Han's death sentence was not postponed, and some roared that he should die a miserable death. Some people thought of Shi Han's words about the destruction of the world before his death, and some people raised their hands and said not to trust a lunatic...
Shi Han's cheerful laughter echoed in the hall.
"Well, stay away for now. See you in hell, everyone."
The screen went black. The echoing warning sound died away, and everything returned to calm, except for the confusion of the crowd.
...
8 days later, the Imperial Academy of Sciences launched Shi Han's world model, and found that it intercepted data from various star networks in the entire Galactic Empire, and all encryption, firewalls, and virtual networks were cracked. Years later, they still couldn't understand the algorithm of this model, and they finally realized something.
Shi Han is an unprecedented genius, lunatic... even a god.
He couldn't develop his mental power because his mental power was as vast as the sea but was trapped in his brain for no reason. He was full of mysteries, as if he was a human being who shouldn't have appeared in this world.
His world model has simulated hundreds of millions of results, at different times, in different places, and for different reasons, human beings are singing and dancing towards destruction in the hundreds of millions of results.
In direct proportion to Owen I's brief ascent to the summit was the rapid collapse of the empire.
In 4099, the joint rebel army captured the transportation hub of the thirteenth district of the empire. By the end of the year, the uprising was contained.
In 4100, the Z virus that swept across the galaxy broke out from non-human carbon-based citizens, escapes occurred in the epidemic prevention area, escalated into armed conflicts, and finally developed into a massacre of tens of millions. The Galactic Race Wars begin.
In 4102, a helium flash occurred in the star in the fifth area of the three upper economic areas, causing a devastating economic blow.
In 4113, the imperial capital was breached, the regime of the Galactic Empire was overthrown, and Owen I died in battle.
In 4114, the carbon-based race war in the galaxy reached its peak, and the separatist forces entered the era of interstellar warring states, and the total population decreased to 13% of that in 4096.
In 4130, the carbon-based racial war in the galaxy ended, and a new empire was about to be established. The remaining forces contacted the silicon-based civilization in the outer galaxy, and the carbon-silicon war broke out.
In 4218, all native civilizations in the Milky Way were destroyed, and free humans became extinct.
In 4997, the last human brain signal disappeared in the Andromeda Laboratory of the Silicon-based Alliance.
According to this model, humans avoid many events that should have happened. But in the end, the galactic civilization still moved toward the 64th ending among hundreds of millions in Shi Han's world model—destruction.
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Zhou Nanze of "After Time Traveling Love Game", Zhou Nanze, a super handsome but solo man, a hardcore player of "Love and Super Powerful Beauty".
One day, he wore a faceplate into this beautiful girl's love strategy game, and became the character he created:
father dotes on his mother, rich and beautiful, a genius in heaven, only one wife away from the pinnacle of life!
——No, there is still a distance from the world boss.
Zhan Mo, the ultimate blackened boss, ruthless and merciless in killing people without blinking an eye, with 3S-level supernatural powers that no one can beat.
Countless players have followed suit, but they have played the end of world destruction one after another.
Zhou Nanze: Got it! This is to stop the boss from becoming black!
Later, the development of things was not the same as he thought: the
beautiful girls became brothers with him one after another, made alliances with him, and stabbed him in the ribs
; He vowed to die.
Raiders of ghosts·Zhou Nanze:? ? ! !
[Opened the door to the new world jpg]
Zhan Mo grew up in the bloody wilderness Colosseum, he is a killing machine without emotion.
On that day, his ability was about to go out of control, and he swore that he would drag everyone to hell before he died.
When he was in despair, a ray of light shone into his life.
He was willing to give everything for Zhou Nanze, and he was also willing to suppress his feelings for him. He didn't dare to ask for more, as long as he silently stayed by his side.
Unexpectedly, one day Zhou Nanze suddenly pushed him against the wall, and asked him with a smile—
"Do you like me?"
Si Li! panel! You exposed everything!
#通過後我對boss真香了#
#No one knows strategy better than me, and the panel can’t#