"Really?" the poet said to himself.
Jack Sun looked at the poet in the picture, his expression looked very solemn. It was related to the life and death of all mankind. At this moment, he was extremely serious.
He didn't know whether the other party would agree, but since the other party wanted a countermeasure, he would give him a countermeasure.
The current doomsday situation is entirely caused by the poet's thoughts. As long as the other party's thoughts can be changed, the situation of such a world war can be changed, and many people can be saved.
And even if the plan he mentioned fails in the end, as long as he can hold off the other party for a hundred or even ten years, it will be better than the current situation.
However, in the face of Sun Jack's proposal, the poet did not speak. The dark-skinned man sat there, holding his chin in deep thought.
"Poet." Seeing that the other party was silent, Sun Jack continued to speak again, "If you are really sincerely looking for a perfect solution for the so-called human system, then why can't you try this? Or are you just looking for a solution?
Destroy humanity from scratch?"
"Well..." After hearing this, the poet let out a long breath. He put his hands slightly on his hips and looked at Sun Jack curiously, "Brother, are you testing this or do you really want me to cooperate with you? Or maybe both.
All of them?"
"Don't change the topic, just tell me what my plan is like. If you can engage in a serious crisis cold war with mankind, then in the face of life and death, mankind will automatically stick together for warmth, no longer degenerate and no longer be controlled by capital.
No more repeating the cycle.”
"Now that our technology is sufficient, coupled with the strong impetus given by the Cold War, I believe that this situation will last for a while, and humans will find their own way to the next stage of evolution!"
"Isn't this your purpose for thousands of years? As long as you agree, your purpose will be achieved."
"Wait, wait a minute." The poet interrupted Sun Jack, "I have a question to ask you. It seems you are not the only one who has the final say on the earth now, right?"
"What?" Jack Sun frowned.
The poet began to count with his hands. "Look, TT, DF23, Three Lessons, and some loose cities like Metropolis, the only thing you can actually command and control is your utopian federation, and this is what you started from FFP
It was snatched from my hand."
"Even if you can convince me, can you convince them? The premise of your plan is that all mankind will listen to you. You must know that they are not your clones."
"Give me some time and I can try to convince them. During this time, you should stop fighting." Jack Sun said.
"Okay! It's settled." The poet's immediate agreement made Sun Jack almost turn around. "What? You agreed?"
"Yes, I agreed. Now Section 3 and a bunch of mad dogs are looking for trouble for me all over the world."
As the poet moved quickly, various violent scenes appeared in front of Sun Jack, including the scenes he had previously uploaded from his clone on the space carrier.
"You first convince them to stop hindering me and stop looking for me all over the world, then I will agree to cooperate with your plan."
Jack Sun stood up directly, leaned forward, and slapped his hands on the table, "Then stop carrying out your plan of destruction first."
"Why?" The poet spread his hands indifferently, "You proposed the plan. You must stop it first before I can stop it. Otherwise, how can I know your sincerity?"
"How about this, how about I come in to coordinate? Let's stop together." Jack Sun said.
"Jack, it's too late. I've taken off my pants halfway and I can still put them on, but a big piece of shit is sticking out and I'm about to fall off. You want me to put it back again?" The expression on the poet's face gradually changed.
Get serious.
"Don't be so fanciful. You can't convince them and you can't convince me. You can't convince anyone with your words."
When he finished saying this, not to mention Sun Jack saw what the other party meant, even the tower faction on the side also saw it.
"I told you to stop talking nonsense. Do you know what an omnic crisis is? This is an omnic crisis. The logic module of this AI has already formed a closed loop. It's useless whatever you say."
The poet in the picture nodded in agreement, "She's right, Diaomao, listen to your wife."
After hearing this, Jack Sun's face became very ugly, "You don't really want to save mankind at all! What you said about finding an evolutionary path for mankind is simply false!"
The poet shook his head slowly, and the picture began to blur. "I made an agreement with Lan Meng in the past that you can try various methods within 1,000 years, but none of them work. My patience has already been exhausted in this 1,000 years."
It ran out mid-year.”
"In the past 1,000 years, I have closed my consciousness around the world and felt it wholeheartedly, but what I have perceived is that human beings are full of malice. I have been completely disappointed with human beings. Now I will continue to waste time with you.
, I can’t wait to see the peaceful nature again with the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers.”
"Ah~, in the early morning light, everything wakes up in a tranquility, and the dewdrops gently kiss the grass tips, like the gentle tears of Mother Earth."
"On the green forest path, the sun shines dappled, every step follows the melody of life, and every breath is filled with fresh air."
"Ah~ the undulating mountains and shrouded clouds and mist seem to be the most perfect poem between heaven and earth. The gurgling streams and silent stones tell ancient and eternal stories. When night falls, the stars are bright, and the Milky Way stretches across the sky, like a dream..."
Along with the poet's murmuring poem, the screen gradually fell into darkness.
With a "pop" sound, a cigarette was lit. Tapai held it in the corner of his mouth and took a puff, shrugging towards Sun Jack. "No way, I might as well smoke a cigarette if I have this free time."
"No, there is a drama, but some details need to be improved." Faced with the poet's attitude, Jack Sun began to look for a better angle of entry.
Jack Sun also lit one and took a puff, exhaling the smoke slowly. Under the influence of nicotine, he began to think silently.
As the two of them spoke one by one, the whole room gradually filled with smoke. Half an hour later, a meeting notice was suddenly sent from Class 3.
When Jack Sun connected directly, he found that representatives from TT and DF23 were both there, and they were all looking at him seriously, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
"What?" Jack Sun asked.
Chapter completed!