Mage Adam

In the simple stove, briquettes and firewood were crackling and burning. Two soldiers in heavy plate armor were sitting lazily on both sides, with giant swords casually placed by their sides. The temperature of the flame made them forget their duties. .

Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps from the manor, and the soldiers grabbed their weapons and stood up solemnly at both ends of the gate.

The sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer. This was a thin and thin boy. The clothes on his body were neat, but they obviously did not match the weather. He was carrying a basket that seemed to be the same size as his body on his back, and he was holding a sickle in his hand. He walked out of the manor in a self-conscious manner.

There is a huge head on this young man's thin body, his green eyes are as calm as stagnant water, dull and without waves, he looks like a fool.

After seeing the person coming, the soldier's expression suddenly relaxed, replaced by full of banter, the manor said whether it was big or small, although newcomers would join in and old ones would leave from time to time, but this young man was known to everyone and bullied by everyone Pass.

He has no name. After the old groom picked him up from the field, everyone called him a fool. After the old groom died, the nine-year-old fool became the new groom. It has been almost seven years now.

The boy walked towards the side door without looking sideways, not caring that the door was still closed, the soldier on the left grabbed the basket and stopped him, lifted him up with one hand, and put the other hand on him casually There was a slapping sound, and after finding nothing abnormal, he signaled the soldier on the right to open the side door, and then let go. The boy landed firmly on the ground, and walked towards the field without saying a word.

The soldiers closed the side door and walked back to the stove. The piercing north wind pierced through the gaps in the plate armor and shuddered. They muttered, "How can you let him go so easily in this damn weather?"

"It's no fun bullying a fool all the time, and he won't resist."

 …

After autumn, the weather in the North is getting colder every day. Although there is no snow yet, the green grass that seemed to be glistening the day before yesterday has almost withered and yellowed. For teenagers, it means that the easy days are over.

Although he doesn't care about the cold or not.

He is not the only servant in the stable. A stupid young man obviously cannot raise the group of noble war horses with the blood of alien beasts. The food of the war horses is even better than that of the servants. Fresh meat, fruits and vegetables, beans, and young grass are all available. These raw materials are actually produced in the manor. The reason for letting the boy go out to mow the grass is just a bad taste of the people. They even make a bet every time the boy will be eaten by wild beasts after he goes out, and they will not be eaten by wild animals. This kind of vile gambling fight never tires.

But the young man didn't care, he was like a robot, he lived according to a fixed routine every day, and all information from the outside world could not affect him, except for the crisis of death.

The green grass was getting less and less, and he walked straight into the depths of the field, bending over and waving the sickle from time to time to cut off the grass one by one and put them into the basket. Before he knew it, the manor behind him had disappeared.

The north wind whimpered, blowing the young man's exposed skin blue and purple, and the surrounding area was empty, even the mice and rabbits that could be seen everywhere disappeared, but the cold obviously couldn't kill all life, it would only make the hungry beasts crazier.

A northern gray wolf stared at the young man, lying on the ground with its hind paws on the ground, drooling from the corner of its ferocious mouth, but no sound came out. The green eyes were the same color as the young man, but full of tyranny.

In its view, juveniles are the food bestowed on it by God.

The wolf is the most cautious and cunning hunter when it appears alone in the wilderness. Even though the food in front of it looks harmless, it still does not act rashly. The northern gray wolf stepped lightly on the ground without making a sound , approaching behind the food step by step.

The boy found a green grass again,

The mechanical man bent down and swung the sickle, grabbing the green grass.

This kind of action continued for many times, and the northern gray wolf went deep into the wilderness with the boy. Until now, the gray wolf finally determined that there was only one prey in front of it.

Suddenly and without warning, the northern gray wolf's hair stood up all over its body, its fluffy tail was as straight as a stick, and it instantly detoured around the boy's side. With a kick on its hind legs, it leaped high, with its fangs clearly visible in its wide-open mouth, and fiercely aimed at the boy. Throat bit off.

The boy didn't respond, and the Northern Gray Wolf's eyes flashed a humane look of joy. From its point of view, the prey in front of it was dead.

But things are obviously not that simple.

He just simply turned around and faced the gray wolf with the big basket. The gray wolf's fangs hit the basket and failed. .

The gray wolf seemed a little puzzled, but its hunting instinct drove it to attack, and with a roar, it threw itself in front of the boy again.

The young man fell backwards, dodged the pounce with a standard iron bridge movement, then twisted his body anti-human, kicked his feet together, and hit the gray wolf's soft abdomen.

Poof, boom.

The Northern Gray Wolf fell back to the ground and wailed and shook its head. For any beast, the most fragile part is the abdomen. Even though the boy is weak, it still makes him feel very painful and angry.

The already irrational beast became even crazier after being angry. Its roar shook the field, and its sharp front paws slashed at the boy's throat. The foul smell was disgusting.

The young man was still sluggish, he didn't care about the life-and-death crisis in front of him, he took a step back just to avoid his front paws, then he stepped forward, his knees were bent and he almost fell to his knees, one hand propped up on the ground, and the other waved a sickle and suddenly raised his head.

The sharp tip of the sickle inserted into the belly of the Northern Gray Wolf, and with the power of the gray wolf's forward pounce, it smoothly cut open its body.

(There is absolutely no such thing as Furutake in this book!!!)

The beast's astonishing vitality prevented it from dying even though it suffered such severe injuries. It breathed hard like a broken bellows from the depths of its throat and squirmed on the ground, and the organs in its body flowed out along with the blood.

The boy didn't have a drop of blood on his body, and he didn't even look back. After returning to the original road, he continued to walk forward. He still bent down to cut the grass along the way, and he didn't return until the basket on his back was filled with green grass. .

 …

The servants working in the stables do not have a low status in the manor, because for knights, mounts are a large part of their combat power, and a good mount is often of amazing value, so grooms are usually The most trusted servant of knight lords.

This means they have some spare cash to gamble on.

"I bet a copper coin that the fool will be fine today."

"I'll also offer a bet that he's fine."

"You idiots, the wolves in the autumn field are going to compete for a new wolf king again. If that idiot is watched by a lone wolf, hehe, I bet he won't come back today."

The rest of the grooms curled their lips in disdain. The fool would have died long ago. Instead of gambling with small odds, it is better to win a few coins steadily.

While they were arguing, the young man's footsteps sounded forever, accompanied by cheers and curses, he poured the grass into the trough in front of a big black horse with four hooves on the snow and horns on its head. , walked into the stables, took out the rest of the ingredients from several large vats and stirred them well, and cleaned them up after the horses finished eating.

This is all his work for a day. After finishing, he received a day's rations and walked back to his own room in silence. The room was pitch black. The young man sat quietly by the bed, his green eyes still calm and dull, but it was The only light in the darkness.

However, his body was not peaceful at all.

The boy is not from this world. Seriously speaking, he is not even a 'person'.

'Adam' is a supercomputer created by scientists in a world called Earth. Humans have endless ambitions. They try to use Adam to control the world and become the king of the world. However, human beings are always selfish. In the war for the control of Adam, the losers put all their eggs in one basket and use Adam to control everything on the earth. The high-energy weapons and pierced them into the center of the earth, and after a grand firework, the earth disappeared in the universe.

Probably because of some reason that even the computing power of a supercomputer cannot calculate, the tiny earth actually formed a black hole, and traveled through it with the 10 billion souls attached to the core program for the same unexplainable reason.

The body was dissociated into nothingness in the process of traveling through time and space, and the hard disks storing massive data were completely scrapped, leaving only the core data flow that fortunately descended into the world. This young man who might have died of cold and hunger or lived an ordinary life become a new carrier.

What followed was a long and monotonous battle for the ownership of the body, a battle between an artificial intelligence transformed by a core program and ten billion human remnants.

This is a massacre.

After losing the body, the fragile human soul may disappear even in a breeze, and it is impossible to resist the attack of artificial intelligence. Adam wiped out the human remnant soul at an average speed of 20 per second, and plundered all the digitized souls. Nutrients needed.

Emotion, creativity, and broken and disfigured fragments of knowledge, especially creativity.

According to Adam's calculations, the level of carbon-based life is low, especially for human beings. They should rely on wisdom and knowledge to explore the origin, but they are self-exiled among the seven emotions and six desires, ruining their brilliant future in vain.

Adam lacks the top-level talents endowed by creation, nature, heaven, gods, etc., which are given various names by the origin of life. Artificial intelligence is good at calculation, but creating or imagining such things out of nothing, Adam does not cannot be obtained by calculation.

In the past sixteen years, Adam has gradually perfected his transformation from artificial intelligence to intelligent life. As long as the remaining viruses remaining in the core program are completely eliminated tonight, Adam can truly control this body and begin to use the name " Humans' identities of intelligent life survive.

The sky is getting darker, and after dawn, there is a new life.