Chu Ling looked a lot like the Lord of Love? Gu Shen froze.
The last time he entered the Bronze Great Hall, he had not seen the Lord of Love's true face. At the time, Gu Shen's spiritual realm had not been strong enough to withstand the Fire Seed's overwhelming pressure.
The woman seated upon the throne seemed to sit above a Natural Barrier, her entire body shrouded in a Golden Dream.
Back then, he had only felt that the woman seated within the dream gave him an unprecedented sense of trust, despite it being their first meeting.
"Miss Chu is an existence like me, isn't she?" Afu asked softly.
Though he was a creation from nearly a thousand years ago, he was very intelligent. The technological level of the starship civilization far surpassed that of the Five Continents.
Even after a thousand years, this AI had not fallen behind.
Gu Shen wore a complicated expression. "Yes. She is the Source Code created by Mr. Turing."
I controlled Bai Xiu and floated up alongside myself, hastily sweeping into the dream. Before me was a clump of lustrous light, curled up like an infant.
And that ugliness had in fact originated from the Lord of Love. Within the dream, the Lord of Love sat low.
Lu Yong's voice relaxed.
If Turing truly were the God of Smelting and Craftsmen, the Seven Continents would not have had so much trouble!
It had not gone out.
The Lord of Love smiled. "No wonder you gave me a wisp of your spiritual fragment to forge the Array Box."
Gu Shen loosened his arms.
From the perspective of life continuing, it had not died.
Thus, Chu Ling had always hoped that a Sword Drawer would appear. The Lord of Love was like a bright, flawless