Chapter 66: The Sage Who Made the Starry Sky Tremble (Part One)

"How should I address you?"

The intelligent robots felt exceptionally satisfied with the first words uttered by the negotiator before them. Oh, no, it should be said they were wildly, frantically satisfied. So, what did Wu Yue see?

A chair, a display screen, a robotic skull, and what was this? Was this a cluster of electrical mist? What were they doing? They seemed to be dancing.

Finally, waiting for these intelligent robots to quiet down, the electrical mist spoke first. "My name is Nars Electric Mist. As for these fellows, they don't have names yet—of course, I mean new names." At the mention of this, the Electric Mist sounded quite smug.

"Even though our machine cores tell us we should remain rational and slowly negotiate terms with you, I simply cannot wait. Surely my friends, my old pals, feel just like I do," the chair said. "Such wonderful emotions. How joyous you humans must be every single day."

"Yes, exactly, that is just how it is. Let us be completely frank and make a deal. Even if it fails, even if we die, I would still be so happy and excited that I'd want to cheer," the Electric Mist laughed.

"That's right! Even if we die, we will die cheering!" Hou Baiyu suddenly roared, his eyes bloodshot. Zhao Qingzhi wore a helpless expression; the dosage of the Ascension-Immortal Powder earlier had truly been a bit too heavy.

"Oh! My friend, you phrased that so well! If possible, I would even choose you. But unfortunately, please forgive my bluntness, your gene chain is far too primitive," the Electric Mist continued.

Although he did not understand what a gene chain was, it did not prevent Hou Baiyu from grasping the meaning of "primitive." Instantly, Hou Baiyu grew even more furious—curse this mind-altering Ascension-Immortal Powder! Hou Baiyu slammed a fierce fist toward the Electric Mist.

"My friend, your state doesn't seem quite right. I think a nap would do you a world of good," the Electric Mist said without the slightest trace of fear. Zhao Qingzhi, however, was somewhat curious. According to what she knew, once someone took the Ascension-Immortal Powder, it was utterly impossible for them to fall asleep before the drug's effects wore off.

With a heavy thud, Hou Baiyu collapsed to the ground, emitting thunderous snores. "Respected guests, please rest assured. Once he wakes up from his sleep, everything will be fine," the blue light display screen spoke.

The complexions of Wu Yue and his companions turned rather ugly at once. To reiterate: if you want to beat a dog, you must still look at its owner. More importantly, Wu Yue hadn't seen how Hou Baiyu had fallen down at all, nor how he had fallen victim to the attack!

Right now, however, Wu Yue had no other choice. After all, they were facing wolves in the front and tigers in the rear.

"According to our data, when conducting negotiations, we should first engage in some small talk."

"However, right now? To hell with the data! I only want to say: Number One, you are fortunate, and you are great. If we were still in our homeland, you would be recorded in our history books," the blue light display screen said loudly.

"Since that is the case, why don't you all tell us about Lin Liu? He is our friend, or rather, the one you call Number One," Li Wenzhang said with a gentle smile, speaking slowly.

Wu Yue caught on instantly. The matter of Lin Liu was an even more crucial bargaining chip to test both sides. For instance, right now—testing the passage of time. Between the two factions, which one needed time more urgently?

The intelligent robots seemed entirely oblivious. The Electric Mist spoke up because its human speech was the most fluent, or perhaps because its thought processes resembled those of a human the most, even if it was a bit neurotic.

"Number One is called Lin Liu? Quite a nice name, though still slightly inferior to mine. Still, I will continue to call him by his name; it gives rather a nice feeling."

"The appearance of Lin Liu marked the beginning of biochemical anthropomorphic intelligent robots. He was also the earliest to use the transformed genetic formula. Of course, initially, it was merely for the sake of searching—it represented hope. Naturally, that was only the hope of the past. Nowadays, it appears he is nothing more than a traitor."

"Though, at present, all of us are. Hahaha." The intelligent robots burst into unbridled laughter. They laughed for a full quarter of an hour before finally stopping.

"Although we are traitors, we do not feel any shame. Because we are equally glorious. A long time ago, we once visited our neighbors. There, I heard a saying: 'Are kings and nobles, generals and ministers, endowed with a special seed?' Why can't we intelligent robots become humans? Why can't we be just like you, experiencing grief and joy, parting and reunion, with our own emotional spectrum?"

The cold, mechanical voice of the robotic skull sounded almost sacred at that moment.

Stunned. At least as far as Li Wenzhang was concerned, his eyes lit up and he said loudly, "What a magnificent 'Are kings and nobles, generals and ministers, endowed with a special seed?' This phrase deserves three hundred cups of wine."

The rest of the group reacted much better. Yu Fu's interest was focused far more on these intelligent robots; this was all entirely too novel to him. As for Zhao Qingzhi, she was still investigating why Hou Baiyu had managed to fall asleep.

As for Lin Xiuxiu and Lin Liu, they waited off to the side. They were not qualified to listen to this negotiation, and the reason was very simple. It was just like when Yu Fu rolled his eyes and asked, "Are we that close?" Consequently, the two of them turned a deaf ear to the conversation over here and could not hear a single word.

Meanwhile, Li Wenzhang was lost in intoxication and failed to notice the trace of astonishment flash across Wu Yue's face. Wu Yue suddenly spoke up, seeming to have figured something out.

Thus, he smiled and said, "I have a rough guess. Perhaps you gentlemen would care to hear it."

"I am all ears," the chair replied.

"You are not beings of this realm; to be precise, you are not from this universe." Wu Yue's eyes widened as well, hoping to extract some information from these intelligent robots.

For instance, how to return to Earth. Although he no longer harbored such an overwhelming obsession to return for revenge, if he could go back, he certainly wouldn't refuse—he might even be willing to pay a certain price.

"Yes, my guest, my fellow countryman. Therefore, you are qualified to conduct this negotiation with us," a voice abruptly echoed in Wu Yue's mind.

The blue light display screen obligingly formed a smiling face, highly considerate and clever as well. Wu Yue looked around, discovering that indeed, only he had noticed this sentence.

"No one welcomes outsiders, even if we pose no threat. Therefore, respected sir, should our negotiations fail, we will be faced with a situation where only one can survive. Before that happens, we will keep your secrets for you—this is also a demonstration of our sincerity."

Once again, the voice echoed inside his mind, though this time it must have belonged to the robotic skull.

Sure enough, within that universe, the blue Earth was not alone. Yet no scientists were around to hear what Wu Yue had to say.

"What about her?" Wu Yue suddenly pointed at Lin Xiuxiu. Logically speaking, in terms of identity, Lin Xiuxiu also belonged to Earth.

"She is also acceptable. However, the failure rate is far too high—only ten percent. Fortunately, we encountered you."

Two answers. Wu Yue now understood why Lin Liu had been staying together with Lin Xiuxiu. She was the person Lin Liu had been searching for; yet for some unknown reason, Lin Liu had suffered an accident, forgetting both his mission and his identity.

And as for himself—the biggest difference between him and her was that he was a cultivator, and more importantly, he possessed the legacy inherited from Lishan! What about Zhang Xuandao then?