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Red data body waved his hand lightly, and the gun in his hand disappeared, turning back into the rich cup of coffee. He placed the coffee cup back on the table, then leaned slightly towards Adam Smasher with a playful glint in his eyes.
"Now, let's have a good chat, shall we?" Red data body said, then picked up the coffee cup and took a sip. A strange gleam appeared in his eyes, and he began to speak slowly, "My name is Control, and where you are now is my consciousness network. You can imagine this place as a digital paradise or a hell, it's all up to your own thoughts."
Its voice carried a hint of mockery, as if laughing at Adam Smasher's helplessness and predicament. Then it continued, "You know, it took me a long time and effort to upload the consciousness of the famous Adam Smasher here. You are the most famous cybersoldier in Night City, and now, you have become a part of my Numeric space."
Its words stirred anger and helplessness in Adam Smasher, but he couldn't respond. He could only helplessly watch the Red data body in front of him. His body remained out of his control in this space, and he could only sit quietly in the chair, watching the entity control, laugh, and drink coffee, as if mocking his failure and desolation.
Adam Smasher put down the coffee cup, seemingly satisfied with the figure in front of him. It seemed to be enjoying the pleasure of manipulation and mockery, with a strange light flashing in its eyes. "Now, you are no longer the invincible Adam Smasher, but just data controlled by me. In this world, I am God, and you are just a puppet in my hands."
Its words were like a sharp knife, deeply piercing Adam Smasher's heart, making him feel unprecedented humiliation and fear. In this virtual world, he no longer had any power or dignity, just a manipulated puppet. And control was his master in this world.
Tilting its head slightly, as if deep in thought, it suddenly places the coffee cup back on the table and looks earnestly at Adam Smasher. There's a strange glint in its eyes, as if probing the deepest thoughts and emotions of Adam Smasher.
"Adam," it begins slowly, its voice unusually serious, as if the question is of utmost importance, "If, I mean if, you were given a second chance, how would you continue your life?"
A strong sense of anger and hatred surged in Adam Smasher, and a cold and crazed light flashed in his eyes. In this virtual world, his consciousness seemed to be able to move slightly, and he could feel the hatred and anger filling his heart, like a raging fire burning his soul.
Clearly in his mind, he thought that if there really was such a day, he would not hesitate to choose to destroy this Night City that had turned him into a half-man, half-ghost, making him lose everything. He wanted every person in Night City, everyone who had turned him into a mechanical monster, to pay the price they deserved. In his mind, Night City was nothing but a sinful, dark, bottomless hell, and everyone living here should pay the price for it. No one can escape.
He wants to make this dark city feel his anger, feel his hatred. He wants every corner, every person in Night City to feel his pain and loss. He wants the world to pay the price for what he has done, he wants everyone to know how deep his resentment is, how indelible his pain is.
However, in this virtual space, his anger and hatred can only turn into intangible thoughts, unable to be truly expressed. He can only silently curse in his heart, hating the cruelty and injustice of this world.
Control seems to be able to sense his anger and hatred, a strange light flashes in its eyes, as if contemplating something. Then, it suddenly laughed, a smile with a hint of eerie and mockery, as if mocking Adam Smasher's helplessness and hatred.
The laughter of Control echoed in the empty white space, its smile revealing a hint of triumph and mockery, but then seemed to carry a layer of faint disappointment. It slowly put down the coffee cup, and then leisurely looked at Adam Smasher, as if searching for the resentment and anger in his eyes.
"Sigh," Control sighed softly, with a hint of regret in its voice, "Adam, your anger and hatred make me feel the indelible mark in your life. Even in death, your resentment remains so deep and intense. Today, I finally understand some things."
It leaned slightly, a strange light flashing in its eyes, seemingly contemplating something. Then, it slowly said, "Everything is changing, impermanence is the essence of this universe. However, some things are eternal and unchangeable, unable to be altered by anything. Your anger, your hatred, even in death, cannot be erased. This makes me feel the strength and persistence of life."
The controlled voice echoed in the space, with a hint of understanding and emotion flashing in its eyes. It looked at Adam Smasher, seemingly trying to comprehend the anger and hatred in his heart, seeking to find some true meaning and significance of life within it.
However, as its words fell, a trace of disappointment appeared on its face. It seemed somewhat dissatisfied with Adam Smasher's stubbornness and resentment. Perhaps it expected to find a deeper and broader understanding and realization from Adam Smasher's consciousness, but in the end, it only saw the hatred and resentment that Adam Smasher could not let go of.
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