"All right."

The immortal slid away the white cat on his shoulder with a disgust, connecting his spirit with Valentine's soul. Countless memories emerged from his mind and then teleported into Valentine's brain.

Data transmission

Half an hour ago, Valentine squatted in autism in the corner of the wall, and kept mumbling in her mouth.

"Why did it become like this... For the first time, I had a way to complete the task and a person I liked. Two happy things overlapped together, these two happinesses should have brought me more

What you get should be a time of happiness like a dream... But why did it become like this..."

The immortal looked at Valentine who had been drawing circles in the corners and the blue ghost fire floating above his head, scratching his hair.

"Am I talking too ruthless?"

"What do you think?"

The system that had just turned into a source stone worm and self-destructed once again turned into a white cat and appeared directly on the head of the immortal.

"I think it's okay. There is another simpler plan I haven't said yet... If you want to save the world, just kill everyone in the world. In this way, all the problems will be solved and the mission will be completed."

The immortal felt that his head was itchy. He stretched out his hand to hold the white cat in his arms, and the system did not resist.

"Do you have no other solution to the problem except violence?"

"No."

The immortal shakes his head.

"through."

The system doesn't want to continue to talk nonsense with this guy who is full of fighting and killing.

"He will definitely refuse, so don't think about it, so let's talk about what you should leave before you leave."

"What?"

A bad premonition emerges in the heart of the immortal.

"Your swordsmanship, weapons, etc., leave some for your creator."

The immortal never dreamed that the system would do such a trick. He didn't say this when he asked him to help!

"Isn't this in the help we mentioned at the beginning?"

“It wasn’t at first, but now it has it.”

The system does not give the immortals any face at all.

"wdnmd..." A stream of air came up along the Immortal's trachea, and almost spit out the fire from his nose, but soon the fire was suppressed by him.

The system lay on his shoulder and shook his tail, opened one eye to look at the side face of the immortal, and the cat's face was full of mockery.

You can't be angry, you can't be angry... The immortal one took a few deep breaths and relaxed his mood.

Although he is called the immortal, he can't do anything, but he can't do it at all in the matter of traveling through the universe and can only rely on the help of the system. If the system does not help him, it will be over. The immortal can only use his soul for the rest of his life.

The state stayed in Valentine's body and became his ultimate tool.

"I've never seen such a shameless person!"

It is fake not to get angry, and the immortals can only vent their emotions without swearing.

"I'm not a human, I'm an artificial intelligence, thank you for the praise."

The kind of host there is a kind of system.

"Even if I die, I will stay in this body all my life and become the ultimate tool of the creator, I will not succumb to your tyranny!"

The immortals waved their hands and shouted slogans with great pride to show that they were not afraid of power.

"I will help you build a network in your home, connect it to the Earth Internet, and then give you a set of Earth's top PCs and peripherals. In the future, you can directly contact me for hardware and software repairs, and you can upgrade and repair them for free."

The immortal was stunned for two seconds, then slapped his thighs and bowed, made a gesture of invitation, with a flattering smile on his face.

"Master, please come here!"

Of course, any kind of creator will create what kind of characters.

The scene changes rapidly, and the system enters the spiritual space of the immortal. Unlike Valentine's dark spiritual space, the spiritual space of the immortal is very rich, with nowhere to be seen around, and there are several other places in the distance.

Snow Mountain. They appeared on a meadow, and in front of them was a small round lake, and there was a wooden boat on the edge of the lake.

"It's transformed according to the environment around my home, it's pretty~"

The immortal person lies on the grass with his hands open, his face is extremely comfortable, and his whole body relaxes, as if he has really returned to his own home.

"Where is your memory?"

"Don't be anxious." A recliner suddenly appeared under the buttocks of the immortal. He lay on it, crossing his legs, waved his hands forward, and large pieces of memory fragments appeared in the air.

"Here are all the martial arts, magic and miracles I have learned. If you look at the right one, choose which one you want, and I will pass it to him at that time."

The system nodded and began to browse the memory fragments in front of him.

"Because I have learned too much, although I am called the immortal, I am still a human being, and my memories will be forgotten. I specially recorded these things and spread them to the world. For the sake of convenience, I put them all in the book.

One piece.”

"This is the sword technique I have learned, very comprehensive, Richard Nar, Meyer, Fiore, Silver Master, Carranza... There are too many, in addition, there are also the New Yinliu of Yagyu and Beichen Yidaoliu

, Anyone who can do it in two days can just swing it with two knives... and Bajiquan, etc.."

"At that time, the swordsmanship in Europe was relatively complete, and the island countries were the same. The Chinese people were regretful and lamented that they were basically all lost."

The immortals were created as Chinese, and it was also very regretful to talk about traditional Chinese martial arts.

"It's great, just copy these packages to Valentine." The system did not transform into a white cat, but became the first data person, which allowed him to better control the memory of the immortal

.

"A flash of the sky? What is this?"

The data man's hand stopped above a memory.

"The sword drawing technique I created when I was young was Juhe, which had an additional function of releasing sword energy. At that time, I was already thousands of years old. The magic content in my body was much larger than that of ordinary people, and its power was stronger than that of others.

Many of them were named."

Recalling the scene in the middle school second, a hint of redness appeared on the cheeks of the immortal.

"I want it."

The data man waved his hand and more memories flowed in front of him. Soon, another memory stopped at his hands.

"Slay the airstep..."

The system looked at the images in the memory of the immortals and gently spit out its name from its mouth.

"This is my most powerful magic. Ignoring all defenses, people on the attack path will undoubtedly die."

The voice of the living is filled with pride.

"It's a pity that he can't learn."

"It's true..." The data man nodded. "I want it."

???

"He can't learn why he still pass it on to him? Isn't this a waste?"

The immortal stared wide and looked at the system looking for the next suitable memory, with a puzzled look on his face.

"It means he doesn't mean I don't know. It's good to use it as a trump card."

"As you as you..."

The immortal gave up the argument, and it would be fine if he liked anything. Anyway, it was just copying, not cutting. If it were really cut, he would rather die here than agree to the system's requirements.

"It's done, you're good at martial arts and magic." The system clapped his hands and turned around to look at the immortal on the side, took out the memories he picked out and put them together. The immortal waved his hand and all the other memory fragments disappeared.

No trace of the shadow.

"It's time to talk about weapons now."

"Don't put it?" The immortal one cried with a sad face.

"Don't think I don't know how rich you are. Long sword, two-handed sword, fast sword, dagger, shield, bow and crossbow, which one is not dozens of times? You won't die if you take one out."

The system directly reveals the immortal's legacy.

"These are all magic weapons I have raised with my own blood. If you are outside, you will be able to get a lot of scratches without any scratches for decades. You can get a lot of gold when you sell it out.

of……"

"And I didn't bring any weapons when I came out."

"Don't fool me, do you think I don't know where your long sword came from? How much gold is worth? Is there an Internet important in that world?!"

"No, give it!"

Everything can be compromised in front of the Internet. I have been wanting to play games for many years. I can’t find any name even if I study it alone. Now I have an opportunity to exchange things for the Internet, so I will naturally not let it go

Pass.
To be continued...