Battle Angel

when...

when...

when...

The distant, resonant sound of a bell rang out.

Shitian his hands clasped together and a devout expression, the young monk Shitian climbed the alloy steps in front of him one by one.

These steps are built on a verdant hill at the edge of the Last Paradise.

At the top of this hill stands a small, quaint temple.

After nine steps, the young monk stepped into the temple.

But in the distance, in front of the huge Buddha statue, sat an old monk with white beard and eyebrows, his eyes closed, gently tapping the wooden fish in front of him.

The air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood, creating a serene and peaceful atmosphere.

The young monk nodded slightly. "I Shitian. When I passed over this city before, I could sense a profound, peaceful, and grand Buddhist aura. So I landed here to meet you. In my understanding, you are a highly respected monk."

The old monk slightly opened his eyes and smiled, "I'm sorry, I don't have a Dharma name, I only have a code name called 'EDFEW-563'."

The young monk nodded, knowing that the man before him was just like any other resident of the city, the legendary "Digital Human." He said, "Then I will call you Master 563."

"I'm not some high-ranking monk. My role was designed to be in a temple within a Metaverse city, where I would strike a wooden fish drum every day to welcome and see off humans who came to offer incense."

The old monk looked at the young monk, still smiling, "To put it bluntly, I'm just a decoration to enhance the atmosphere."

The young monk shook his head. "Shitian doesn't think so."

The old monk raised his head. "Over the past 80 years, fewer and fewer people have come to offer incense. People's faith has turned to technology, and my temple has become deserted. So I came to this Last Paradise) to rebuild a small temple and continue to strike the wooden fish."

But then Shitian said, "Cultivating Buddhism is nothing more than those few things: calming the mind, ringing the bell, and striking the wooden fish. You haven't changed at all."

The old monk, whom Shitian had arbitrarily named ' Master 563 ', smiled calmly, "Little monk, what brings you here?"

Nothing special.

Shitian clasped his hands together and said, "If you're willing, feel free to say anything to me; I think I can benefit from it."

"Hehe."

"Very good."

Master 563 still smiled, "I've sat in the temple for so many years, and all I've learned is two words—peace."

The little monk listened quietly.

"Peace is what every resident of this Last Paradise seeks."

"But in reality, the essence of tranquility is not about relaxing one's mind, nor is it about eliminating distractions, much less about being without desires."

"Instead, we are prepared to accept everything."

"For example, if I want to have a peaceful mind, I have to accept everything I have done in the past."

Although Master 563 was seated on a futon, the hill towered high, offering a panoramic view of the entire Last Paradise. He slowly said, "For example, if I want to live peacefully here, I must be prepared for the possibility of my own death at any moment, and for the city to be destroyed at any time."

Buddhism...

"It is through experiencing various correct understandings, through equality, wondrous observation, perfection, completeness, and perfect clarity, that our lives awaken from the smallest details."

Upon hearing this, Shitian tilted his head slightly.

"Can't understand?"

Master 563 smiled, then suddenly looked at Shitian, "You're not Digital Human, are you?"

But then Shitian paused, and finally nodded slowly, "I'm not."

"Hehe."

No wonder you couldn't understand.

Master 563 drew out his words, smiled meaningfully, and said, "If you really consider me a master, then take my advice and leave now."

Qin Yiguan had already drunk his eighth cup of 'wine' and showed no signs of distress.

Ying Hao, on the other hand, was getting more and more excited, occasionally dancing with the residents, his face flushed and his body swaying.

Bang!

The tavern door was pushed open again.

But Qin Yiguan was much calmer this time; perhaps someone else had a baby.

But the next moment...

Qin Yiguan's gaze, however, could not leave the figure standing outside the door.

It was a woman wearing a black matte bodysuit with an amazing waist-to-hip ratio. Her waist was slender, and her pert buttocks had a perfect silhouette. Her upper body was also full, but her arms were slender and without an ounce of excess fat.

Qin Yiguan had never seen a woman who could make a simple, tight-fitting outfit look so good.

She had long gray hair, with the left side tucked behind her ear with a delicate silver hair clip, while the right side was casually spread out, obscuring one side of her eyebrow and eye.

Of course, even without her hair obscuring her face, Qin Yiguan couldn't see her face.

Because she was wearing a pure white mask.

The scene was completely silent.

The woman slowly walked into the house, and various residents made way for her.

She walked to the bar, bent down slightly, and sat on the bar stool. Her slightly upturned buttocks exuded a fiery fighting spirit.

She looked at the bar owner, her voice cold and arrogant, "The usual."

"Alright! Alright!"

The bar owner hurriedly went to prepare drinks.

At that moment, the woman slowly removed her white mask, revealing narrow eyes, a pert nose, and a touch of red lips.

Qin Yiguan was slightly taken aback.

The creation of Digital Human is pre-programmed, with perfectly proportioned facial features. In other words, there are no ugly Digital Human in the Metaverse.

For example, Ying Hao, who lives next to me, is a handsome guy.

Moreover, the tavern was filled with handsome men and beautiful women.

But the woman in the tight-fitting clothes stood out instantly. Her features were impeccable, stunningly beautiful, cold, and arrogant, exuding a domineering aura that kept people at a distance, yet she didn't lose a touch of cold and sexy allure.

She seemed weary from her long journey, paying no attention to anything in the tavern, simply staring at the liquor cabinet in front of her, waiting for her glass of strong liquor.

"She..."

Qin Yiguan patted the blushing Ying Hao beside him, then pointed to the woman in the tight-fitting clothes, "She seems a little different from you."

"Certainly."

Ying Hao hiccuped, "Because she's a human being."

"Um???"

Qin Yiguan slightly opened his eyes and looked at Ying Hao, saying, "Captain Ying Hao, shouldn't you take action? Evil humans have invaded our homeland!"

Of course, Qin Yiguan was only half-joking when he said that.

The woman could freely enter this Last Paradise and even say "the usual" to the bar owner. Moreover, Ying Hao, as the captain of the Guardian, so casually referred to her as human.

This can only prove one thing.

They are a human being with 'privileges'.

However, Qin Yiguan was very curious about the woman's relationship with the Last Paradise.

"She and her teacher are the only human friends we truly acknowledge."

The drunken Ying Hao said, "Her name is Bishamonten, but we prefer to call her the ' Battle Angel.' She's a saintly figure, a mature woman, and a goddess of war. Yiguan, don't mess with her, or you'll suffer a terrible death."

Qin Yiguan narrowed his eyes slightly, "Battle Angel Bishamonten..."

But it was at this moment.

The woman picked up the drink delivered by the bar, tilted her head back, revealing her snow-white neck, and poured the code into her mouth.

This moment.

Qin Yiguan was taken aback; [HSP Hypersensitivity] was helping him gather various details about that woman.

Her thin, red lips were slightly moist.

There was even some glistening liquid at the corner of her mouth.

Her throat was also moving, as if she were swallowing some liquid.

She immediately frowned slightly, the spiciness of the alcohol causing a faint redness to appear at the corner of his eyes.

This doesn't look like an act!

Qin Yiguan's expression hardened, and he immediately asked Ying Hao, "How could she, a human, taste the code wine?"

"She's different from ordinary humans!"

Ying Hao chuckled, "She can control the code within the Metaverse... hiccup."

now.

Qin Yiguan narrowed his eyes slightly, hearing the woman say in a very soft voice, "Virtual Machine, shut down."

God's Abandoned suddenly interjected, "Virtual Machine! A computing system without physical hardware. Although it also needs to borrow computing power from the main system, it is an independent little world of code. It is generally used to simulate and test various new programs, or to observe the proliferation of computer viruses, etc."

Qin Yiguan nodded slowly, "In other words, she can run all kinds of code in her own ' Virtual Machine,' and she can manipulate that code, for example... turning it into real objects."

"God's Abandoned," it should be so.

In that instant.

The mysterious woman named Bishamonten seemed to sense Qin Yiguan's gaze, and suddenly turned her head, her eyes cold and beautiful.

I've never seen you before.

In fact, the two were quite far apart, and Kunshamentian didn't expect Qin Yiguan to hear her words, nor did she care about Qin Yiguan's reaction. She whispered again, "Virtual Machine, start."

Then.

The woman looked in Qin Yiguan's direction, her beautiful eyes flashing with an icy light, and said again, "Encapsulation."

God's Abandoned said, "Encapsulation! It's a technical term in coding. Roughly speaking, it means organically combining the source code of data into a whole, while simultaneously opening up public interfaces."

In that instant.

Qin Yiguan felt a blue box appear around his body. Although it was transparent, the box completely enveloped him.

The woman stared intently at Qin Yiguan, her red lips parting slightly, "Initiate data comparison."