I, a Saiyan, cultivate immortality in the world of Nine Uncles

As the analysis progressed, the progress bar on the holographic screen was constantly changing.

Such a massive amount of data, under constant analysis, is finally coming to an end.

96%
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Jiang Yeming, who had recovered from the pain of his soul, stood up and looked at the holographic screen ahead.

100%
The moment the progress bar ends, the result is also displayed.

Jiang Yeming was stunned!

He never thought that this would be the result.

Those billions of conscious bodies are shouting in various languages, intonations, and speeds, but the emotions they express are all the same.

That's fear, and it's still at the peak of the fear emotion.

What are the countless conscious bodies afraid of?
Although there is no language communication, Jiang Yeming has already mastered the way of emotional inversion of language.

He first used various languages ​​he had mastered to carry out emotional reverse translation, and then put the translated data into the data translated by the cry of the conscious body for comparison.

Just comparing one or two languages ​​may not be of much use, but with a huge base of tens of thousands of languages ​​in the heavens, the effect finally came out.

He soon discovered that testing with several very few popular indigenous languages ​​had very good results, and the meanings translated from a small number of languages ​​were actually correct.

As long as there is an effect, no matter how complicated the process is, he directly started the second stage of analysis.

This time, the secondary analysis is based on the ready-made analytical data, and it will not take too long.
The content translated by the cry of each conscious body is translated according to the human consciousness.

"Mom, I want to live."

"Son, live on."

"I can't die, there are hundreds of millions of property waiting for me to inherit."

"Why us, why is it our turn to the world, can't it be later?"

Listening to the sentence-by-sentence translation, Jiang Yeming turned around and took out a chair from the hypercube space and sat down slowly.

He took out another pot of tea, poured a steaming cup of tea, and drank it slowly.

The bitter and fragrant tea leaves can reflect the mood at this moment. The cries of countless conscious bodies and the cries of fear all have almost the same meaning, that is:
"Alive!"

Yes, how simple and simple, Jiang Yeming seemed to understand something.

What does life mean?

In the three-dimensional world, time and space represent eternity, and the essence of life is to live.

Only by being alive can we have the meaning of existence and appreciate everything woven by that time and space.

The shouts of the hundreds of millions of conscious bodies made Jiang Yeming realize the true meaning of life in a real and shocking way.

It is this sentence that makes the cultivators work tirelessly, day and night, and fight for resources.

Isn't everything for living, for longevity?

Not only cultivators, those magicians, wizards, superpowers, gods, demons, ghosts, aren't they all for living, for a longer life?

Not to mention the heavens and worlds, so many ordinary beings, aren't they all the same?

So, could it be!

Is there any avenue in it?

Jiang Yeming suddenly had a sense of epiphany. This time, it was the first time he had an epiphany without using god-level comprehension.

Or, this is the way I want to understand.

The Way of Eternity!

Suddenly, like falling from a fairyland, Jiang Yeming withdrew from his epiphany.

He sighed softly, this is the true spirit of the Dao that he dreamed of, but unfortunately, it is too short and too few.

After shaking off his melancholy, at least he had a clear direction for the avenue he wanted, and he began to analyze the conscious body cry in his abyssal will again.

The paragraphs of analytical sentences are played continuously through intelligent voice.

Jiang Yeming still didn't intend to stop, he just sat there and listened quietly without moving.

All emotions are fear, and all meaning is to live, so what exactly did they experience, and who compressed so many conscious bodies to the extreme, turning them into an artifact that no one can escape?

Jiang Yeming opened his eyes suddenly, and said to himself in a cold voice, "Don't worry, I will know the reason."

At this moment, he felt a deep sense of disgust for the creator of the will of the abyss.

He doesn't like that kind of complete contempt for life. There can be killing and evil in this world, but it also has a beautiful side. That's right. Ignoring all destruction means that everything that Jiang Yeming likes and wants to protect becomes meaningless.

He stood up and came to the big holographic screen again, with an unprecedented serious attitude. He tapped the virtual screen with both hands quickly, and at the same time, his soul came out of his body, and the soul tentacles were also operating at the same time. A new analysis program was being compiled.

The program this time is very complicated, not only the analysis of the soul's emotional fluctuations, Jiang Yeming also compiled more ideas into the new program.

Just as he was struggling to write the program, Smart One said: "City Lord, please allow us to join."

"You guys?" Jiang Yeming stopped. That's right, the smart people started off with just lines of code. After they have self-aware logical thinking ability, they are all masters of programming.

How could this kind of thing have been missed? Jiang Yeming blushed, his emotions were pried away by the shouts of those conscious bodies, and he almost lost his position.

After regaining his composure, Jiang Yeming stopped writing the program. He explained his thoughts very carefully, and the program continued to improve as he narrated.

However, this is different from the simple program before. Jiang Yeming endowed it with too many functions. In order to make the complex functions operate efficiently and correctly, it has been tested and modified over and over again.

This is a boring process, but it is also a process that shows the birth of an alternative life.

In the process of testing and modifying the program over and over again, the intelligent family began to give the program a self-evolving logic code.

After the original simple piece of code was added, the program developed a self-learning ability, and then various resources were opened to it.

Unlike human learning, its growth rate is only related to computing power. With the help of the computing power of the entire intelligent family's neural network, this program is growing at an extraordinary speed.

Gradually, the knowledge in the neural network is absorbed by it, and the size of the program becomes very large.

A voice came from the neural network: "Master, this place is too small, can you change me?"

Jiang Yeming's face was strange, and the program he wanted had become like this. He replied: "You are fat because you have absorbed too much knowledge, so you can't delete some unnecessary or repetitive information? Besides, you are so big, and the neural network is too small. There is no room for you."