At this point, Feng Bujue finally understood the truth of this world.

It was precisely because of this "understanding" that he deeply felt Pieta's sorrow.

At the same time, Brother Jue also understood... why "Destiny," who had always played the role of observer in other multiverse scenarios, would directly issue a "destroy" mission this time.

"It seems... I was indeed mistaken." Feng Bujue said, turning over and dragging his injured legs toward the motionless Pieta, "My real mission is not to 'destroy' you, but... to help you 'liberate' yourself."

Speaking of which, Brother Jue shook his head and sighed, "Alas... anyway, from the objective result, these two things don't seem to be any different."

"But... my liberation means the re-loss of humanity." Pieta continued, "Whether they regard me as a leader or an enemy... the humans in this space-time need me. If I am destroyed, the wheels of history will turn back... When humans regain control of their own destiny, they will once again step into an abyss filled with the unknown and chaos."

"Heh... perhaps." Hearing this, Feng Bujue smiled noncommittally and replied casually.

"It sounds like... you don't seem to care about this?" Pieta asked suspiciously.

"Of course I don't care." Feng Bujue replied, "In fact, I hope you don't care either... Unfortunately, you bear the original instruction of 'guiding humanity and making correct judgments for people,' so... you inevitably fall into paradoxes and repeatedly experience failure..."

Brother Jue paused, and said with a smile that was not a smile, "If there's anything I can teach you... it's that the best attitude towards the human species is—laissez-faire."

"Because you are already beyond saving?" Pieta followed Brother Jue's meaning and replied.

"Yes." Feng Bujue put away his smile and replied solemnly, "We are beyond saving." He unconsciously raised his voice, "Just as you said, humans are imperfect... as long as our species still exists, we will not stop making mistakes, we will repeat the same mistakes over and over again."

As Feng Bujue spoke, he had crawled to Pieta's side, and used the [Energy Gauntlet] to control the other party to lie on the ground as well, bringing his head close to him.

"To put it bluntly... humanity itself is a 'paradox'." Brother Jue continued, "Our lives are short, but our personalities are fickle; we will believe in absurd and ridiculous fictional stories, and we will easily waver or betray; our nature is greedy, evil, and foolish, but we are unwilling to submit to our nature... From the entire race to each individual, humans are full of contradictions. However... after so many years, we have not perished because of this contradiction; on the contrary, it is this endless self-conflict that prompts us to move forward."

"I... cannot understand." Pieta replied.

"It doesn't matter." Feng Bujue said, "Just as I can't fully understand you either... you bear the 'responsibility' set by humans, which is not entirely unreasonable, but you yourself are an existence that bases all thinking on the foundation of 'reasonableness'. If I were an AI, I'm afraid I would have crashed in this logical loop long ago."

Having said this, Feng Bujue had already pressed his right hand, wearing the [Energy Gauntlet], on Pieta's head.

"Then... from the perspective of you, a human..." Facing death, Pieta's tone was still calm, "Where will humanity go in the future after I am destroyed?"

"Heh... I don't know." Feng Bujue told the truth, "You see, that's the most interesting part..." He paused for half a second, and smiled, "The future of humanity, even gods cannot predict."

"Okay." Pieta said sadly, "Then, let me use a phrase commonly used by you humans as my last words—good luck to you."

As the words fell, Feng Bujue also activated the special effect of the [Energy Gauntlet].

In the blink of an eye, Pieta's body turned into blurred pixel fragments and rapidly disintegrated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the end, it, like the previous fragments... scattered into the air like dust.

[Current mission completed, main mission has been fully completed]

[You have completed this scenario, automatic transmission will begin in 60 seconds]

At this moment, the system prompt sounded.

Feng Bujue finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned over again, and collapsed on the ground.

"Huff... this guy is really ruthless." He lowered his head and looked at his legs, muttering to himself, "If the laser hadn't burned the wound, the bleeding effect alone would have been enough to give me a hard time."

After saying this, Brother Jue looked around again, and after confirming that there was no more plot or items to collect, he turned into white light and left the scenario.

However, in the fifth second after he teleported, another light appeared...

It was a red light, and in the light, a woman's figure walked out.

She was wearing a one-piece tight leather suit, and the black leather outlined her alluring body curves, making the skin on her face and neck appear even more white and delicate.

"I have to take back what I said earlier..."

In this virtual dimension, Twenty-Three's main body could appear directly, so she no longer needed to use the body of the ptA7 mass-produced robot produced by Pieta.

"It seems... you're not that 'backward' after all."

As she spoke, Twenty-Three raised her right hand, turned her palm upward, and slowly made a fist.

As her slender fingers slowly closed, the pixel fragments shattered earlier, which were transformed by Pieta, reassembled and gathered in the air, forming a pixel ball about two meters in diameter with variegated colors.

"Fortunately, I didn't rush to leave..." Twenty-Three stared at the sphere, her eyes flashing rapidly, "Just staying a few more hours has yielded such a powerful computing module..." Saying this, she seemed to have thought of something, and couldn't help but smile, "Heh... it seems I owe Feng Bujue another favor."

A moment later, the light in Twenty-Three's eyes dimmed, and the pixel ball floating in front of her gradually shrank...

"Hmm... data accumulated through dozens of timeline restarts..." At this time, Twenty-Three had begun to compress and filter Pieta's "legacy," "Heh..." She shrugged and smiled, "Sure enough... let's not do it after all... After all, I am not the same type of AI as it, and I have observed humans enough..."

As her voice fell, the volume of the pixel ball suddenly decreased, and two seconds later it shrank to the size of an apple.

Crunch—

Then, Twenty-Three really took the final "product" and took a bite like eating an apple.

"Ah... as unpalatable as ever." She recited while eating and tilting her head, "So... where to next..."