Yuki handed that mory storage device to Xuanyuan Shisi, but Xuanyuan Shisi signaled him to keep it.
"I’ve got plenty," Xuanyuan Shisi said while showing the large pile of storage devices in the storage space on his waist.
"They’re all mories our master doesn’t want others to know," Xuanyuan Shisi said with enthusiasm, "each one, I guarantee—each will make the old man want to punch soone!"
In Yuki’s heart, a sense of respect imdiately arose: "Senior brother... Is the living environnt under the tenth martial god this good?"
Xuanyuan Shisi turned serious: "Junior brother... Let ask you, if you don’t cause trouble, wouldn’t the master still beat you? Would he go easy on you and let you win once or twice in daily training? No way, right? Has he beco such a person now?"
"Uh... well, probably not much different from the tenth martial god in your impression."
"There you go. No matter what you’ll get beaten in sparring, get cheated—nothing changes the situation, so why not strive towards sothing more enjoyable? Do you think he would really cheat you to the point of beating you to death?"
Yuki was silent for a mont and found it quite reasonable.
"But getting beaten honorably every day is not the sa as being beaten without dignity, right?"
"I don’t think there’s much difference."
"Ah, that... makes sense too..."
Yuki nodded and went up to wait for the others to wake up.
"Reading" itself is an art. "Efficiently identifying useful information," "quickly completing short-term mory," "transforming short-term mory into long-term mory"—these can all be improved through training. The more you read, the better you beco at reading.
And Xiang Shan’s mory belongs to the category of reading objects that is the most difficult to read. For people of this era, "Xiang Shan" is one of the few cultural phenona.
Those who read the mories of others less often read slower than those who are good at reading.
After Yuki left, Tuoba Xuanyuan Fourteen entered another basent. Here, there were two vehicles. One looked like an ordinary and cheap war chariot, and the other was a six-legged all-terrain vehicle. The main part of the second vehicle could abandon two-thirds of its load and chassis to beco a drone for short-distance ergency mobility.
These two vehicles were both used to attach spare parts.
This is a tradition that has continued from the end of the old era to the present. In the mid-stage of the chivalrous war, all early heroes were regarded as terrorists and were attacked globally. Early on, Martial Ancestor Xiang Shan occasionally needed to engage with wild combat units controlled by usurpers of the state. Even earlier, the military had been researching "using quadruped robots to transport ammunition and supplies." Martial Ancestor perfected this idea, further enhancing the endurance ability of cybernetically enhanced people beyond natural persons.
Regarding "mobile supply platforms," both sides of the offensive and defensive engagents also upgraded a series of technologies and tactics.
Although the First Heavenly Layer prosthetics are more powerful, they also require more maintenance. Without such large vehicles transporting spare parts, the First Heavenly Layer prosthetics would not be able to conduct continuous combat.
Many of the components used by the First Heavenly Layer prosthetics, if not installed in the correct position, must be stored in a specific way to prevent environntal damage. Many components, if not installed, should not be carried directly on the body.
Xuanyuan Shisi opened a hidden compartnt on the second multi-legged all-terrain unmanned vehicle and inserted each of the Martial Ancestor’s mories he carried.
The mories did not just include Xiang Shan’s "failed first attempts at assassination" or other similar "failures."
Martial Ancestor Xiang Shan initially made many rudintary errors that now seem very basic. If his opponents weren’t even worse, he might not have had the opportunity to grow.
However, these are not the most significant mories contained within.
The mories Tuoba Xuanyuan Fourteen organized included not just those "regrettable" mories, but also another part that Xiang Shan really did not want others to know, the darkest parts of his mory.
Xuanyuan Shisi hesitated for a mont before pulling out a mory storage device and plugging it into the interface on his body.
A few minutes later, he quickly pulled it out.
"Disgusting, truly disgusting," Xuanyuan Shisi shook his head, "I’m embarrassed to even show it to others."
If it were Yuki, he might wonder and question, "Didn’t you organize it specifically to show people?"
But Xuanyuan Shisi truly didn’t want to show it to people, not at all.
How should I put it, his intention to spread those negative histories of Xiang Shan was to restore a realistic image of the Martial Ancestor, to let everyone realize that "Xiang Shan is also a mortal."
But so mories would only lead people to have more negative impressions of humanity.
Modern attention to Martial Ancestor Xiang Shan focuses more on the latter half of the Superman Enterprise period to the end of the Transcendence War.
As for the Superman Enterprise period, the focus is largely on Xiang Shan gathering many partners, winning victory after victory.
These mories were Xiang Shan’s most challenging victories, his most difficult adversary from the old era—hatred.
Ethnic hatred, racial hatred, religious hatred... all sorts, varying.
It’s a very weird thing. Concepts like ethnicity and race beca unstable at the very mont gene modification surgery was born. And traditional religion was deconstructed by Xiang Shan in a satirical way, with science becoming the undoubtedly "more effective witchcraft."
But the hatred arising from these things has nearly been completely preserved.
No matter the origin of the hatred—whether accumulated over a long history, stirred by imperialism or regional hegemony—its existence is a real and objective issue. Even if the initial motives are removed, it still stands.
A mber of Group A could have his parents, lover, children, or friends taken away by Group B simply because he is a part of Group A. He will naturally bear great hatred towards Group B, hating soone just because they belong to Group B. In his understanding, that’s how he has been treated.
This is "just."
And such irrational hatred almost simultaneously exists across the entire Earth. So have focused the world’s attention, while others are almost unnoticed by humanity. On a certain peninsula, a military force accounting for nearly five percent of the total population has long been in standoff, yet the locals regard this as the norm — but this is already one of the least abnormal matters among the perverse facts of the old era.
In many parts of the Earth, a person might truly lose their life in their sleep simply because of their birth.
Often at the hands of their neighbors.
In the face of such hatred, even cutting off external interference is to no avail — sotis, cutting off external interference might even lead to internal hatred spiraling out of control.
Xiang Shan, of course, could stop anyone from supplying weapons or resources other than food to these areas.
But this is aningless. Once hatred is born, weapons are already a secondary condition. Those ensnared in the quagmire of hatred will fight each other even with stones.
Ha ha, it’s truly laughable. In so regions of the world, humans have begun cyberization, stepping toward immortality, toward the universe. Yet in other regions, humans are willing to prepare for a war of the Stone Age.
And Xiang Shan, what did Xiang Shan do?
In so countries, he funded impoverished young students.
In so countries, he established certain connections with local warlords.
In so countries, he directly hired "professional security companies" to intervene.
He even sheltered those who perhaps shouldn’t have been sheltered.
Xiang Shan never directly killed anyone who perhaps shouldn’t have died. But occasionally, individuals lost their lives because of so of his decisions.
"Xiang Shan is a natural bastard, destined for great things." Tuoba Xuanyuan Fourteen sighed and closed the lid.
If Xiang Shan weren’t such a person, humanity wouldn’t have been able to synchronize and complete gene modification, collectively becoming another species.
From the result, Xiang Shan is the individual who has most diminished wars, facilitated peace negotiations and regional reconciliation in the world.
But behind this, how much compromise, how many "necessary evils" are there?
Perhaps only Xiang Shan knows in his heart.
He overca tragedies like the Sheluke Midom massacre, and more than once.
Tuoba Xuanyuan Fourteen’s fingers brushed over a row of storage devices, filled with doubts and self-examination.
Xiang Shan is unsure if this could be considered a betrayal of the self who gave up revenge at Sheluke Midom.
The only thing certain is that humanity did indeed accomplish such a great feat within a generation.
The hatred of those years was not completely eliminated in Xiang Shan’s hands. But soon, greater terror overshadowed them. Then again, the tyranny that overrode those historical hatreds was destroyed by another force.
"Xiang Shan, oh Xiang Shan," Tuoba Xuanyuan Fourteen lanted, "Master, where now, and what kind of battle are you engaged in?"
............
——Indeed, my ability to concoct data hasn’t fallen behind.
The great Knight Frey — that is, Xiang Shan, thought to himself.
Until now, Scientific Knight Parmion hasn’t detected that the direction Xiang Shan "gave" him was problematic.
Xiang Shan stayed in that group, and after the data handover was complete, he even actively gave suggestions on Parmion’s research, exuding a strong "first author" sense of proprietorship.
Moreover, Xiang Shan’s suggestions always left just the right amount of flaw for Mr. Parmion to spot and criticize, creating the illusion of "I’m ntoring Knight Frey." He believed everything was under his control.
In this environnt, Parmion misjudged his own capabilities and the project’s difficulty. He started to get a little carried away, only feeling that the experints were progressing smoothly, each hypothesis being verified or falsified, and the direction becoming increasingly clear.
But as the experints progressed, Xiang Shan beca increasingly certain of one thing.
These "tough protein fraworks" supporting his neural cell network probably weren’t products of his cells synthesizing them spontaneously.
They might have been transford into their current non-special forms by so reaction pathways within his brain cells, but their "raw materials" very likely were external.
In other words, artificially introduced.
As of now, he has no idea what those "raw materials" are. These raw materials could be one or more organic macromolecules that can be engulfed by neural cells, or even high-polyr threads artificially implanted that evolve within the neural cells.
The possibilities are many. Xiang Shan can list over a dozen with his eyes closed.
——It’s not yet ti.
Xiang Shan cautioned himself this way. He stayed alone in his office — the Scientific Knight Order promoted his status, giving him a large office on a high floor. He observed the internal state of his scientific knight group through surveillance.
Yes, facing the computer screen.
Although Xiang Shan still didn’t have unrestricted access to use the internal network of the Order’s premises, the Scientific Knight Order now had no reason to stop Xiang Shan from using electronic devices, and the corresponding restrictions were gradually lifting.
Naturally, with this computer in Xiang Shan’s hands, he could do much more.
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