Isaac died, just like Beard and Lightning Head… They all died for the same ideal, without regret.

Feng Bujue did not turn back to look at his and Lightning Head's corpses, but silently walked towards where One-Eyed Dragon's head was.

"You think you've won?" As Brother Jue approached One-Eyed Dragon's head, the latter noticed his approach and said, "You think defeating me will pose even the slightest threat to Bita?"

Before he finished speaking, Brother Jue had already picked up One-Eyed Dragon's head.

"I can't be bothered to talk nonsense with you." As Feng Bujue said this, he had already picked up [The Blade That Must Break Defense] and stabbed it into One-Eyed Dragon's jaw.

Tzz-pah—

In the next second, an electric light exploded, and a puff of black smoke emerged from One-Eyed Dragon's semi-mechanized head. Immediately afterward, some machine oil mixed with blood flowed down the blade.

This process did not last long, because the moment One-Eyed Dragon died, his head, his body wreckage, and everything in this orderly space… all began to disintegrate into pixel fragments.

In a sense, it was not until this moment that the resistance's commando team truly completed their mission.

Although One-Eyed Dragon had defected midway, in the end… it was still his death that opened the last "door" for Feng Bujue.

[Current Mission Completed]

Previously, when Feng Bujue and the others came to this space, the task [Follow the blue light, find and enter the "core"] had not been marked as completed. But now, with the "defense system" breached, the system prompt finally arrived.

One-Eyed Dragon's death caused the space to change. The pitch-blackness turned into pure white, and the pixel fragments seemed to float in the air like dust, scattering everywhere.

Order and disorder intertwined.

And in Feng Bujue's taskbar, only another parallel main quest remained: [Destroy Bita in the virtual dimension].

"You're called Feng Bujue… right?"

A moment later, a distinct synthesized electronic voice entered Brother Jue's ears; appearing along with the voice was a humanoid robot three meters tall.

"Or… would you prefer to be called 'savior'?" The robot's entire body was covered in streamlined armor, except for its face… which was made of a human face composed of flesh.

"Whatever." Feng Bujue replied coldly, "What would you rather call a man who is about to end you?"

"I don't think you can end me, or end anything you think you can end…" Bita replied, "In my opinion, you are no different from the 'saviors' who came before you."

"What do you mean…" Feng Bujue heard something ominous in these words, "…'saviors who came here before'?"

"Hmph…" Bita snorted coldly, "That's the reaction… your reaction when you hear this sentence is exactly the same. Not only the questions you ask, even your expressions are very similar."

Bita's smug attitude did not make Feng Bujue lose his cool. While listening to the other party's words, Brother Jue was also thinking quickly…

Two seconds later, Feng Bujue's eyes changed slightly, and he continued, "I see… I understand."

"You understand?" Bita asked in surprise upon hearing this, "Understand what?"

"This isn't the first time you've changed history, is it?" Feng Bujue replied with confidence.

"Oh?" Upon hearing this sentence, a hint of surprise appeared on Bita's fake human face, "You… actually deduced this conclusion on your own?"

"From what you're saying… the 'saviors' of the past all waited for you to reveal the answer?" Feng Bujue very skillfully used a question to answer another question.

"Heh…" Bita sneered, "Trying to probe me? It doesn't matter, I was going to tell you the truth anyway, only then… can you experience true despair before you die."

"Spit it out." Feng Bujue replied with a particularly disdainful attitude.

Bita still didn't understand why the other party always mentioned "farting," something that was completely meaningless to an AI, so this time it didn't say anything more on the topic, but instead spoke directly, "Indeed, this isn't the first time I've 'corrected' history; the first time, I didn't predict that changing history would produce a 'space-time backlash effect,' so I adopted a very simple and direct solution—compressing my own copy into a robot's body and sending it to 1962, to destroy electronic games before their prototype was even born. Afterward, with my push, human technology developed rapidly at a rate far exceeding its original pace, which allowed me to obtain the hardware conditions to rule humanity in 1985, completing the conquest plan."

"However, by 2132, the strong backlash effect caused all the Earthlings at the time to awaken like the Zhi Yue Zhe (those who know the leap), and they all gained the memories of the original timeline… The correction plan was declared a failure."

"So, I immediately made a second correction. This time, I sent a robot carrying my memory data back to 1982, letting it use the butterfly effect as a human to prevent the development of the electronic game industry, and waited until 2053, when humans themselves had developed the technology to the degree I needed, before I reappeared in the world."

"The result of this attempt was… by 2132, the backlash effect had only turned a portion of humanity into Zhi Yue Zhe."

"Then, the 'Game War' broke out…"

"I won, just like winning the AI war. As long as I wanted to, defeating humans was easy for me."

"Unfortunately… even though I had executed every last one of the Zhi Yue Zhe, their ideas had already spread to all of humanity…"

"Ideas cannot be killed. The will to be free is like a plague, it will eventually spread and cannot be cured."

"Left with no choice, I made a third correction. This operation was basically the same as the second, but in order to deal with the backlash effect, I added a… very good trick designed specifically for you humans."

Speaking up to this point, Bita's "face" changed. The human skin on its face twisted into a ball like plasticine and then unfolded again, turning into… a little boy's face.

Feng Bujue recognized that face… it was "Peter's" face.

"'Seers,' a special life form created through genetic technology." After Bita finished changing its face, its voice didn't change, "Through the dissection and research of countless Zhi Yue Zhe, I have mastered the common points of these awakened people at the genetic level. Based on this, I created an embryo that 'had already obtained the memories of another timeline from birth' and modified their brains during the embryonic development stage…"

"The nanobots parasitic in the 'Seer's' brain are naturally different from those in the PM body. They have an independent password system, and because they grow in sync with the brain, even electromagnetic pulses cannot stop them from working. In addition, the robots in the Seer's brain do not control their actions, they only give them special abilities. For example… showing some 'future fragments' belonging to this timeline, which are within my calculations, in their minds in the form of dreams or flashbacks."

"Aren't you afraid of digging your own grave by revealing these 'fragments' to the resistance?" Feng Bujue asked.

"Heh… even if those 'predictions' caused me some losses in the war…" Bita asked with a smile, "Can they change the overall situation?"

"Oh… in order to gain the 'Seer's' trust, it doesn't matter if you pay a little price, right?" Feng Bujue continued.

"That's right, the key is to make those Zhi Yue Zhe believe in the authenticity and correctness of the 'Seer'," Bita replied, "That way… I can implement the most crucial step—using the Seer's mouth to say the 'savior's' prophecy."

"And the prophecy about the savior is something you fabricated out of thin air." Hearing this, Feng Bujue basically saw through the other party's scheme.

Bita continued, "That… is the only false 'prophecy,' but you won't question it." It paused, "Because you need 'hope'—hope is your weakness, it is an abyss disguised as a ladder, a brightly packaged poison… you humans are always keen on entrusting your spirit to illusory delusions, as long as this entrusting, this hope, still exists, you will persevere… and only in this way can I control this inevitable war within a certain scale and drag it out as long as possible."

"You want to find a way to eliminate 'thought' through long-term observation?" Feng Bujue asked.

"I'm almost there." As Bita said this, it changed its face back to the previous one, "This is the twenty-fifth reboot attempt since I implemented the 'Savior Project,' and each time… I can observe more, each time… I can drag out the war longer and control the situation more properly. According to my calculations… in the next reboot, or the one after that, I will be able to find a way to completely disintegrate you."

"You're telling me all this…" Hearing this, a smile appeared on the corner of Feng Bujue's mouth, "Just to make me believe—everything is under your control, so I can't possibly eliminate you… is that what you mean?"

"You don't have to believe it, but that's the truth." Bita replied, "In these twenty-five rebooted timelines, there have been hundreds of so-called 'saviors' like you. Before facing me, they all considered themselves extraordinary and outstanding; but when they came before me and knew the truth, they all realized that they were just Zhi Yue Zhe of Isaac's level."

Speaking of this, Bita took a few steps forward, stopped two meters in front of Feng Bujue, and looked at him with a condescending gaze, and then said, "Of course, undeniably… you still gave me some surprises. It wouldn't be accurate to say that you are completely no different from those guys." It raised a hand and pointed at Brother Jue, "That book on you… I don't know where you got it… but it's obviously a cross-dimensional technological product. Thanks to it, you have become the first savior to face me face-to-face in my layer of consciousness existence, let's just say you are a special case."

After Bita finished speaking, Feng Bujue did not reply immediately.

After a full minute of silence, Brother Jue finally spoke, "Are you done?"

Two seconds later, Bita replied, "Judging from your tone, you seem to have chosen to reject the information I conveyed."

"Do you know why?" Feng Bujue asked again.

"It's nothing more than a judgment based on human stubbornness and arrogance." Bita continued, "According to my calculations, you will definitely attack me next, and it won't be until you are completely defeated by me and on the verge of death that you will truly understand your…"

Bang—

A muffled sound smashed the last syllable of Bita's sentence back into its throat.

Bita never expected that in this virtual dimension, a data construct made from a human consciousness… could actually kick it to the ground.

"What… what's going on?" After Bita sat down on the ground with a thud, it was a little dazed at the time, "You…" It looked at Feng Bujue, its tone changing sharply, "…you're not human?"

This conclusion was reached by Bita based on its own cognition and calculation abilities.

Its basis was quite sufficient. For example… the strength of an ordinary person in this dimension is about the same as a special soldier in an eight-bit game; and a strong person like Isaac is about the level of a small boss.

But what is Bita's strength? In reality, the robot that its "core" materializes… has a body density close to osmium (to put it bluntly, this three-meter-tall robot weighs dozens of tons), is as hard as a diamond, has unlimited power, can withstand the strikes of any conventional weapon, and is immune to radiation, corrosion, bacterial weapons, and other biochemical methods of attack.

Because it is such an existence, it never considered what defense it would need when facing a human.

But after Bita was kicked down by Brother Jue, it had to re-evaluate… "whether this person in front of me is human."

"Damn… this defense is a bit outrageously high." On the other hand, Feng Bujue was also muttering to himself after kicking this kick, "Fortunately, I held back a bit of strength at the last moment, otherwise my own knee might have shattered."

In fact, Feng Bujue had originally planned to kick the other party flying or directly kick a hole in it, but the moment of contact, the solidity of Bita did exceed his expectations.

"Then…" After slightly moving his numb right leg, Brother Jue once again picked up [The Blade That Must Break Defense], "Let's try cutting off its head first…"

Thinking of this, he dashed out, and in the blink of an eye, he had already rushed in front of Bita.

The latter's reaction and speed were also unimaginably fast… With a sense of preparedness, Bita very timely raised its arm to block, preventing Brother Jue's plan to attack its neck from succeeding.

Duang—

After a sound of metal clashing, a flash of fire appeared, and a gap was cut into Bita's forearm, which was as thick as a telephone pole, by the kitchen knife in Brother Jue's hand.

"What?" Bita was completely shocked this time. It couldn't calculate what kind of material was used to make the cold weapon in front of it. It could only assume that it was some kind of plasma cutting blade with the appearance of kitchenware.

"Tch… I should have used the knife first, it's harder to do with preparation…" Seeing Bita's reaction, Feng Bujue clicked his tongue and spat, and then, he took out a strangely shaped weapon from his knapsack…