My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank

Chapter 2720 - 907: Opportunity Hidden Within Crisis—Fortunately, Pipi Snake Has Keen Eyes [2/10]_3

You should celebrate instead of mourning for me. In the same vein, when my sister eventually follows you back to the Sentinel Corps one day, after her memory database is repaired, she will also feel honored by my story..."

The Sentinel spoke a lot of honorable and upright things, but Murphy looked at her with a rather peculiar expression. It wasn’t until Monica finished speaking that Murphy softly said:

"I can read minds, Sentinel Commander. Although I don’t understand why the stream of consciousness also affects mechanical beings like you, there’s no need for you to hide your true emotions from me at this moment.

In some absurd legends, subspace grants every individual entering here a ’blessing.’ I guess the blessing it gave you is endowing you with ’genuine emotions,’ not simulated by data, but emotions bursting forth from the transformation of one’s fate.

You are crying...

Crying for your impending demise, I can hear your spirit trembling. Although you can calmly accept your fate, you still wish to see your sister before a glorious end and express your longing for her.

I guess these twelve hours entering subspace have been the most terrifying journey of your life.

This damned place granting you complete emotions means you understand fear, and it can torment your steadfast mind to attempt to defeat a Sentinel, then find the weaknesses of the Sentinels in your thinking core.

But you are really strong!

At least you held on until my arrival despite the torment of endless fear."

"I am a rigorously trained elite Sentinel! My core processor is filled with the glory of sacrifice for the creator and destined battles, how could I possibly..."

Monica instinctively wanted to refute, but when she saw the complex look in Murphy’s eyes, she chose silence.

Adel seemed to sense that sadness that shouldn’t belong to a mechanical being, and she sympathetically reached out and patted Monica’s rust-stained metal shoulder.

"Sigh, so it seems like this is a tragedy after all."

Murphy sighed and said:

"If as I just said, I cannot bring you back to the material world, I cannot save you from your inevitable demise, this was already a destined outcome when you bravely jumped into subspace to provide a purification location for the Beta program, but maybe I can help you fulfill your last wish.

Engrave what you want to say to your sister in your memory database, and I will bring that core back. For a mechanical life, this might mean a reunion after a millennium."

"No way!"

Monica immediately refuted:

"Any module dismantled from me could become a pollution carrier for subspace! I do miss Mosna very much, but I cannot violate my mission."

"Not with me here."

Murphy affirmatively said:

"I cannot make the Omega program complete your purification, after all, you’ve already become a ’semi-subspace creature,’ but I can protect the purity of a mechanical core, just like writing a letter to Mosna.

I don’t want your sister to forget your existence and sacrifice, it would be very unfair to you.

If one day I and she can truly return to the Sentinel headquarters, I wish even more that she would tell your compatriots about your unrecognized achievements.

This is what you deserve, Commander.

If not for your sacrifice, this subspace rift would have already destroyed the last living creatures of the Eden District in a catastrophic manner millennia ago. It can be said that the civilization of the entire continent can be reborn and continue to this day is all due to the perseverance of you and Mosna.

Everyone owes you sisters a debt that cannot be repaid, including me."

"I..."

Monica wanted very much to oppose Murphy’s decision, but she couldn’t fully express the complex and excited emotions surging in her processing core at this moment.

That was emotion breaking through the bondage of strings and cold programs, a wonderful feeling that couldn’t be interpreted by data, like sparks flying from a chip during overload. For robots, it’s an indescribable romance.

"I will try."

She softly said, and Murphy nodded and said:

"Then while you are brewing this final will, could you use your powerful hyperspace radar to take me to a place, where the seed of the ’Holy Light’ faith sleeps in subspace, it is the prototype of a deity cultivated by my own hands.

I want to see it with my own eyes before leaving."

"I’ve recorded the source that induced a ripple in subspace at 0.7 system time before, I can take you there."

Monica said:

"But this embodiment of faith cannot be caught by mortal sight nor understood by your mind, you have not yet developed special thinking organs, so you are likely only to see an indescribable light."

"It doesn’t matter, I just want to see it, like parents gazing from afar at a child still in the incubator."

Murphy smiled and said:

"I do not intend to do anything to it, much less grow it prematurely, I just want to say thank you, even if it cannot understand."

"Alright, please follow me."

Monica activated the hyperspace radar and used her own equipped subspace jumping engine to take Murphy and Adel into another illusory place. What met Murphy’s eyes was an egg-shaped halo, different-colored light spots flickering upon it.

It was the different symbols shared with it by different deities.

Like a colorful cradle nurturing new life.

Murphy looked at it, not reaching out to touch, just watching from afar with a gentle and expectant smile on his face, much like a parent standing outside the kindergarten fence watching their unruly child play around.

He knew that what will eventually be nurtured in this cradle would be Transylvania’s greatest reliance in the future, and upon careful thought, this little thing could be considered his "compatriot" from every angle.

"Hey, we are all waiting for you over here to bring divine intervention and save Old Su Head, why did you run into subspace?"

The astonished and uncertain voice of Endless Manis echoed in Murphy’s ears, completely ruining the good mood of the handsome vampire. He grumpily said:

"Nag nag nag! Nagging nonsense, I’ll finish up here and come over right away."

"Wait a minute! Wait up! Since you’ve gone there, I have a not so mature bold idea to discuss with you."

"Hmm? Let’s hear it."

"You see, Old Su Head has fallen to the mortal world, but His divine character seems to still be in the place where you are, how about..."

"?! Your mad idea is overly immature, right? As a collaborator, am I not qualified enough? You... you, you, you just want to see me sent to my death, don’t you?"