The power of laser weapons is that human reaction speed cannot dodge the speed of light at all. The moment when the light is lit, the death period has already arrived.

However, for Lin Chi now, the supposedly lethal beam of light seemed very slow.

Moreover, it is also easy to remove that thing.

...

At the last moment before the body was penetrated by the beam of light, the white light that tore through the dark void suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Lin Chi just used one thought to clear the opponent's attack. After all, in this virtual world cast by quantum computers, permission level 5 is close to the level of "god".

To be precise, now I have surpassed the npcs that are mostly set as "gods" in war paradise.

While a large amount of game data entered consciousness, he also mastered new ways of fighting.

——Your body is just a symbol, and the real you are the carrier of the spirit.

——Listen to the sound of the universe, everything will become your weapon.

Ignoring his body that was condensed again, Lin Chi closed his eyes, but the scenery in his sight became clearer.

Perception of permission level 5 is no longer through human senses, but a full-dimensional three-dimensional sensing of all spaces in the surrounding area. As the "Operation Guide" says, the newly recast body is just an irrelevant symbol.

When war reaches this level, it essentially has entered the spiritual level from the physical level. If you want to win, you will only have the spiritual path to defeat the opponent.

However, even if it has been controlled, the Terminator's consciousness remains firm.

"I will definitely...will win!"

"revenge!"

It seemed to be derived from the shouts of thousands of people, gathered into a dangerous torrent and spread into Lin Chi's consciousness. The other party's desire to win was so strong that even Lin Chi's consciousness was "trembling".

The strong malice in that guy's mind made Lin Chi feel a strong danger. However, after so many years of "training" in the virtual space, he was also familiar with this dangerous scene.

"Wake up, you've been manipulated."

Lin Chi talked to the guy with his mind, with a little mockery: "You are just a puppet controlled by the Messenger of Death. If this continues, your consciousness will be completely damaged."

"Not a puppet, not a puppet, not a puppet!"

Repeating thousands of retellings in one second shocked Lin Chi's consciousness. He had to admit that the Terminator at this moment had completely overwhelmed himself in terms of momentum:

"I'm not a puppet! This is my own wish! This time, I'm going to win the game!"

"I know what you are thinking, I know what you are thinking! You just want to see my jokes, bet when I will die, treat me as a stupid background board, think that I am just a clown..."

"But I'm not a clown! My name is the ultimate master! I'm the strongest war robot! i'm back! My existence is to win the victory!"

The Terminator's consciousness seemed to be shattering, and the thoughts that came were also inconsistent, but the fire burning in it was still passed on to Lin Chi.

——This man has long collapsed, leaving only a strong idea called "winning". It sounds sad, but...

"Aren't you the same?"

A sudden thought made Lin Chi laugh at himself.

Yes, I used to be like this.

The "old salted fish" who has always been uninterested in the real world seemed to open the door to a new world when it first came into contact with the exciting virtual world.

At that time, I was soaked in the brain imaging game warehouse almost every day, and lingered in various virtual worlds. Whether it was the rough-working "virtual sightseeing programs" at the beginning or the thrilling brain imaging games later, they all occupied a lot of his time.

Then, in the game, I, who had always been "clean in my heart and few desires", also developed a strong desire to win and lose:

"I can understand what you think."

Lin Chi smiled and passed on his thoughts: "I have always been addicted to the virtual world, and it is still the same today. Compared to the real world, I feel that I am more suitable to live in this kind of place. So... in this world, I don't want to lose to anyone, at least that was what I thought at the beginning."

——Although I seem to be a lazy guy, I am not a professional player because of my "genius". At that time, the self who valued victory and defeat had to conduct a lot of training every day in order to win in the game.

But in that era, e-sports in brain imaging games did not exist at all. It was better to just say that my own training was not to be a career player, but to simply not want to lose to anyone.

Even today, the strong desire to win occasionally occupy one's own mind. But—

"Don't bewitched by 'winning'. Being focused on winning will only make you lose even worse."

Even in the final battle of life and death, Lin Chi's attitude was still very peaceful, conveying his thoughts to the terminator shrouded in hatred:

"E-sports doesn't require losers, playing games means winning. I know these principles. But you are now infatuated and I have never seen a guy like you win any championship."

"Over care about the outcome will only make you lose your mind, the operation becomes stiff, and the battle is out of order. People who cannot calm down cannot go further on this road. What e-sports requires is absolute calm."

The Terminator paused for a moment, and one after another was a more manic stream of consciousness, like a subwoofer installed at the head of the bed, slamming Lin Chi with high power frontal bombardment:

"Don't preach to me! A successful person like you can never understand me! I just want to win! Why, why? It's really so difficult to let me win once? Since you're so proud, then give up now and let me kill you? Anyway, you don't care about the outcome, right?"

"I'm sorry, I can't."

Lin Chi rejected the other party's proposal: "If I leave now, you will be completely helpless."

He knew that if the Terminator, who had fallen into madness and continued to be controlled by the Messenger of Death, his self-consciousness might be completely wiped out. More importantly, the 230 seconds mentioned by the observer have only been fifty seconds since now.

In any case, the Terminator must be held back now. However, for the remaining 180 seconds, the other party obviously did not intend to continue to "chat" with him.

"I knew you were just perfunctory!"

The Terminator's wail seemed to come from the purgatory of the abyss, and a purple light lit up again in the darkness in the distance:
Chapter completed!