This is Swallowed Star, not Resident Evil.

Chapter 346 Death and the Birth of Demons

Chapter 346 Death and the Birth of Demons

"Honestly, everyone said to leave everything to me, but you insisted on doing it yourself."

Ye Yang looked helpless, with anxiety in his eyes, as he flew at high speed through space with the white-haired Qin Youyin.

"This is exactly the way I wanted to leave. Don't worry, I can still live for a while." Qin Youyin leaned against him, her expression peaceful.

More than ten days later, Ye Yang finally returned to the planet outside the Hengxing system that was disguised as a rogue planet, which was also the old nest he had built up over the years.

He looked at Qin Youyin, who was fast asleep in his arms. The vitality of a seventh-level cultivator was indeed tenacious. Even after expending a lot of power to launch a full-force attack, he could still live for hundreds of years.

He could only eke out a living in this weak and old state.

Goodbye, even though we didn't meet in reality, I will still consider you my non-existent best friend.

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"I will help you end 'that person's' suffering."

Ye Yang said softly.

At this moment, Qin Youyin also woke up: "Hmm? Who were you talking to just now?"

Ye Yang smiled and said, "I was just talking to myself. Come on, we've arrived."

The process of extracting the core information and reconstructing the thinking algorithm went smoothly and was completed in less than three days.

Just as Ye Yang finished his initial check of the data and found no problems, he was about to run it through the virtual environment—

"Ye Yang————Ye Yang————"

The zither's sound beckons.

"What's wrong?"

"Stop messing with her, I'm not dead yet—" Qin Youyin said somewhat discontentedly.

Ye Yang realized what was happening and cursed himself for not thinking things through.

If she saw herself chatting and laughing with another Qin Youyin who had broken free from the shackles of life and death, she, now frail and old, would surely feel very uncomfortable.

So Ye Yang walked to her side and hugged her again.

After a long silence, Qin Youyin said softly, "I don't want to have two versions of myself at the same time, so now, may I leave?"

"I feel so weak and uncomfortable, let me get some sleep."

Ye Yang trembled and remained silent for a long time.

He had already done a preliminary check on the uploaded data and there were no obvious problems. He had also conducted many experiments on the consciousness upload of test subjects who were in a near-death state or who had just died and whose souls had not yet dissipated.

Data uploaded in the "Qin You Yin" state will not have any problems.

Looking at her furrowed brows, she must be really in pain.

"Okay, go to sleep. Everything will be fine when you wake up."

Ye Yang sighed and spoke softly and gently.

Qin Youyin said something that he didn't quite understand: "Girls always have some little secrets, and you can't know them—"

Ye Yang simply assumed she was delirious and talking nonsense.

Qin Youyin, who could theoretically last for hundreds of years, passed away that very day.

"Youyin, thankfully I've made it this far, so that everything won't end in sadness."

Ye Yang eagerly combined the processed Qin Youyin's [core information] with the [thinking algorithm], and then imported it into the virtual environment to run.

Later, we will use her body tissue to clone her, cultivate a completely new body, and then transfer her consciousness back into the new body.

This process will likely take several hundred years, since an ordinary body cannot support the thoughts and consciousness of a Dao Integration cultivator; at the very least, the cultivation level must be restored to the Void Transformation stage.

"Is there any sound?"

"Um."

"How are you feeling?"

"Yes, very good."

What is 3 + 5?

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"8.

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For half an hour straight, Ye Yang was conducting tests.

At first, nothing seemed amiss, but as time went on, he began to sense that something was wrong.

"Is there anything you'd like to do?"

"Ye Yang" asked one last time.

In the picture, Qin Youyin blinks and her mouth is slightly open, as if she wants to say something but can't.

When Ye Yang looked at the data of the mental model, she found that her mind was completely blank.

"They have no spontaneous thinking or motivation, no obvious preferences, and are very obedient. They answer whatever you ask and only move when you poke them."

Ye Yang felt a chill run down his spine; he realized something was wrong.

"How could this happen? [Core Information] There was a processing error?"

He had a bad feeling and immediately pushed the body of the recently deceased Qin Youyin, along with her half-dissipated soul, to upload his consciousness again.

still have a chance!

But the result was still the same.

He repeatedly checked the program, uploading samples from other test subjects, including himself, and found no problems.

So the problem lies with the sound of the zither.

"I've been monitoring her the whole time, so when did she do something? Was it the moment she attacked? What did she do to her own soul? Huh? Why? Didn't she promise to stay with me forever? Why did she do this? What's wrong with her?!"

Ye Yang was somewhat devastated, but his actions did not falter at all.

While repeatedly uploading consciousness, he collected as much data as possible before the original information of Qin Youyin was destroyed.

While thoroughly examining her core information and thought processes.

Two and a half months later, Ye Yang finally found the problem.

"Is there a missing piece of core information—did you do this yourself after understanding my theory?"

As if all his strength had been drained, Ye Yang slumped onto the floor.

"A little secret, is this missing piece of information the little secret you don't want to tell me?"

"Heh, heh heh, heh heh heh————"

Ye Yang covered his face and laughed, but the sudden grin quickly disappeared.

Having mastered all his thoughts, he instantly shut down all emotional activity.

Enter the calmest and most rational state.

"There's still a way, there's still a way to salvage it!"

"I will fill in the missing parts."

"It can be restored."

He muttered to himself, and his body rose again like a walking corpse.

Six days later, on the man-made azure sea, blue sky, and golden sand, the sound of waves crashing could be heard incessantly.

"The scenery is beautiful! Would you like a drink?"

Qin Youyin brought over a very old-fashioned carbonated beverage.

"Um."

Ye Yang, wearing sunglasses, took the cup and sipped it.

A cool, slightly stimulating sensation appears on the tip of the tongue and then quickly disappears.

Watching the sunset gradually swallowed by the sea until it finally disappeared, leaving only the sky gradually brightening again and the clouds filling the sky.

"I've frozen your body," Ye Yang said calmly.

"Uh—" Qin Youyin paused for a moment, then rolled her eyes: "You still keep it? To be honest, there's no need for it. You wouldn't—"

Snapped!

A hand suddenly slapped her on the head, sending a bunch of parts flying.

The entire artificial landscape exploded with a roar, and Ye Yang's sunglasses instantly disappeared, revealing his bloodshot eyes.

"No! No!"

"You're not her, this isn't right!!!"

He scratched himself, leaving several bloody marks.

After calming down, Ye Yang looked at the boiling ocean and the pile of parts on the ground.

That was the simulated body he created for Qin Youyin before she was successfully reincarnated and was active outside.

There are still a thousand or eight hundred more, but these lifelike bodies are waiting for their real owners.

Six days ago, Ye Yang began to try to fill in the core information of Qin Youyin himself.

However, this kind of thing is not like solving a Sudoku puzzle; it cannot be deduced in reverse, and there is no single, definitive answer.

There are hundreds of billions of possibilities.

So what kind of sound does a real zither actually produce?

Based on his own impression of the sound of the zither, he edited hundreds of possible versions.

But upon closer examination, each one seemed ambiguous; each one was something he wanted, yet not what he truly desired.

Should we continue?

"Maybe it's like this." Ye Yang suddenly summoned the control panel of his home planet and filled in a series of data into the tiny hole in the [Core Information].

Then start and run it.

Ye Yang came to his senses. His conscious mind was still in a daze, but his subconscious had unknowingly completed another creation.

Yes, he may not be resurrecting someone now, but creating "something".

"Where am I?" Qin Youyin opened her eyes and woke up, seeing the surrounding environment and Ye Yang in front of the screen.

A long silence ensued.

She gave a wry smile, closed her eyes, and her mind raced.

Finally, he opened his eyes again and stared intently at Ye Yang on the screen, whose eyes gradually filled with surprise.

Ye Yang had a strong premonition—it was just like it! The sound of this zither was so incredibly realistic.

Although there was little communication between the two sides, this feeling was unmistakable.

This is absolutely the closest piano sound he has ever created to the original!

He already knew what she was going to do.

"Wait a little longer—"

"Wait a little longer—"

"No," Qin Youyin shook her head. "I feel like I should die."

"The fact that you can 'recreate' me like this shows you've tried many times. But why can't you let me rest in peace?"

"I've already left you all my memories and thought processes; you should create a seemingly real but ultimately flawed 'Qin Youyin' (琴有音), and she will always be with you."

"And I'm tired, I should die, so why bother waking me up, this version of myself, who's reached this point?"

"Stop toying with me."

After she finished speaking, her eyes suddenly went blank, and she seemed to lose her mind.

On the data interface, the currently running [core data] was also instantly cleared.

Qin Youyin, who has mastered a portion of the theory of thought algorithms, could easily destroy herself.

Of course, Ye Yang, who has a deeper understanding of this theory, could easily stop her, and even implant a mental imprint in her, distorting her will.

But what's the point?

Even the many previous versions of "Qin Youyin" wouldn't have done something like this.

As she said, she has left behind her memories and thought algorithms as toys.

Ye Yang only needs to fill in the [core information] according to his own wishes to obtain a Qin Youyin to continue accompanying him.

The original, true zither, which had its own sound, did not want to become a mere plaything for its beloved, and therefore preferred this outcome.

"Haha, hahaha—"

Ye Yang knelt down and laughed, "What have I been doing all these years for?"

Now that things have come to this, he understands and sees things clearly.

Those who embark on this path are ultimately destined to be alone.

No matter how close someone is, one day they will grow to the point where they can see through the thoughts of those around them at a glance.

No one around him has any secrets from him. The noblest and darkest thoughts, the longest and shortest ideas, are no longer secrets. So these so-called close people are no different from toys on a table.

It's no longer a level of wisdom. Just as humans don't truly treat stones the same way, they will eventually lose those close to them, and thus lose their humanity.

He cannot make those close to him last forever, nor can he anchor his humanity; this is inevitable.

So, can those "close friends" also learn the theory of thinking algorithms and grow independently of them?

Among these factors, the difference in growth rate could be a fatal problem.

[Information Ascendants] There are no fellow Daoists, only the difference between "present nourishment" and "future nourishment".

The leader can easily see through the thoughts of the laggard.

Even if the two grow independently, one will eventually maintain the lead. The characteristics of the "Information Ascendants" dictate that either they will never see each other or become close, or the weaker one will immediately become nourishment for the stronger one, be seen through, and become a mere appendage.

In addition, there is a third method, namely, mutual disclosure, which involves sharing core information and thought algorithms.

When one side makes progress, the other side immediately copies the answer, and both sides progress in tandem.

Ye Yang initially planned it this way, but it wasn't a long-term solution.

The truth is, if things continue to develop this way, both sides will converge, and eventually the two will become two similar intelligent entities, which can then be directly merged into a single intelligence.

Ye Yang's previous idea was to delay as long as possible, and that it should be possible to delay for hundreds of thousands of years, right?

Hundreds of thousands of years is enough.

However, Qin Youyin had clearly anticipated these three possible developments and rejected none of them!

This was her choice.

Therefore, after ceasing to deceive himself and fully understanding this, Ye Yang died.

"Hehehehehehehe————"

A low, guttural laugh, as if forced out from the depths of a throat, rang out.

"Now, he's finally dead." Ye Yang sat cross-legged opposite Ye Yang, his eyes icy. "Within this body, the [Information Ascendant] Transcendence was born."

"This is the memory contained in that core message."

"Beyond" looked up at Ye Yang: "Huh? Another me?"

Then it dawned on him: "Oh, I know, this is a hallucination."

"Is this a virtual world? I should be a mental model undergoing testing, but something seems wrong. I'm hallucinating."

"Hehehehehe—Hey! The me watching me from outside, say something!"

"Isn't this a virtual world?"

"Give me your orders! I'll do as you say!"

"Speak up!"

The whole world flickered as if the voltage was unstable, and then shattered like a mirror.

The "Transcendent" that had just been born and descended into madness disappeared from Ye Yang's eyes, replaced by a star battlefield tens of thousands of years later.

One after another, mutated behemoths roared.

"Hehehehe—interesting, an interesting soul!"

Unspeakable tentacle monsters enveloped the psionic warships.

"This soul is also quite good; it's a hidden genius who has been overlooked, and it's qualified to become my auxiliary thinking personality."

boom!

The warships melted and fell into the stars.

"A genius? He's just a useless piece of trash who relies on physical talent; he's practically polluting my personality database!"

The stars were also twisting and struggling, and a huge, pained face appeared in the star's atmosphere.

He was an immortal who had ascended to immortality through the method of star ascension, but at this moment he was in great pain, and his wailing could be heard in all electromagnetic frequency bands.

Another maniacal, joyful laugh rang out: "Hehehehehe—True Immortal! Now I have a third True Immortal alternate personality!"

"Your wisdom is my wisdom."

"Your thoughts are my thoughts."

"I am the one who surpasses!"

"I am beyond civilization!"

"I am one, and I am ten thousand."

"I am the ultimate form of wisdom."

"I am the final form of civilization."

"All of you, become one with me!"

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