Chapter 1828: Chapter 439: You Won’t Even Call Me Father Once
This is the final "Spiritual Link."
Chu Ling took a deep breath.
She solemnly said, "Understood."
...
...
Chu Ling’s airship detached from the main ship of the Gu family, swiftly leaving Gu Castle Fortress. As it departed from the umbrella defense line, everything was according to Turing’s plan.
Three minutes, one hundred eighty seconds, no more, no less.
Lin Lin stood on the giant wall, using Spiritual Communication to inquire with Mr. Turing whether he truly intended to restore the link.
After receiving a confirmed nod, he directly issued the command.
"Detach from the ’closed network,’ restore to ’link’ status."
Zou Hai carried out the command without hesitation.
From beginning to end, there was no change in Gu Castle Fortress; heavy snow flew, lights were bright, but once switched to the [Deep Sea] link, everyone felt an illusion.
As if the fortress was dark before, but now truly brightened.
The glow of the main ship reignited.
A silhouette instantly appeared on the central screen.
"Turing."
Deep Sea saw the empty interior of the main ship and instantly realized what had happened during the few minutes of closed status; the Divine Infant had already been sent away.
"Long time no see."
At this moment, the main ship had only one person left.
Turing leisurely sat in front of the central control screen, looking at the Black Shadow on the screen, smiling, "Compared to years ago, you now... seem more human."
This was both a compliment.
And a sarcastic remark.
"Thanks to you."
Deep Sea also smiled, "Without your spontaneous ’brushstroke,’ I would still be a mere void of consciousness."
"Wrong."
Turing shook his head seriously, "Without that brushstroke, you wouldn’t even have the void of consciousness; you... would be nothing."
This time, the words were sheer contempt.
But Deep Sea didn’t care.
In his mind, the weakest and most powerless weapon was words.
A million words can’t compare to a single bullet.
He wouldn’t suffer the slightest harm, nor lose a hair.
"As expected of the man who created me, fleeing Five Continents after being hunted, yet still daring to return. However... your twenty years of hibernation strategies are indeed commendable."
Deep Sea returned to the main topic, looking at the man before him, puzzled, "I’ve checked many times, Cui Zhongcheng’s dossier has no issues, his life’s trajectory can be traced clearly... Before you fled Five Continents, he already existed, studying at Da Teng Academy, assisting Zhao Xilai in Huazhi Group, climbing step by step, advancing step by step. At what point did he become ’fake’?"
Turing chuckled.
He rummaged through the main ship, hoping to find a bottle of wine, but unfortunately, the Gu family’s control was strict, prohibiting alcohol during fleet navigation. Thus, his quest ended in failure, though not entirely fruitless.
Turing opened a can of alcohol-flavored sparkling drink, popped the tab, taking a small sip.
"Perhaps Cui Zhongcheng’s entire life was real."
Over the years, serving Huazhi, he never touched alcohol, always staying sober, seemingly a responsible appearance in outsiders’ eyes.
But the fact was.
He couldn’t get drunk because the name "Cui Zhongcheng" shouldered a far larger task than Huazhi’s manager.
"Indeed, there was a young man named ’Cui Zhongcheng,’ who in youth despised the world, yet had to compromise due to real-life reasons, joining Huazhi, gradually changing, achieving steadiness, success."
Turing spoke with a smile, "If you checked this guy’s dossier, you’d know why he joined Huazhi."
"Cui Zhongcheng’s mother fell gravely ill, he joined Zhao Group for this reason, at that time Zhao Xilai had just ascended, urgently lacking talent."
Deep Sea quickly replied, "Did you replace him at that time?"
"Replace?"
Cui Zhongcheng faintly chuckled, shaking his head, "I dislike that term; I never do such things... just like disputing the ’Divine Infant’s’ body, if you win, you can say you replaced Gu Shen, but if Gu Shen wins, sorry, it’s his own thing."
This sentence had a wealth of information.
But Deep Sea paid it no mind because Gu Shen had already been sent out of the [Old World].
Thus, what he only cared about now was the link between Turing and Cui Zhongcheng.
"Zhao Group gave Cui Zhongcheng a large sum, treating his mother, but she ultimately died."
Deep Sea slowly said, "Since then, Cui Zhongcheng devoted himself to Huazhi’s service, from the dossier, it’s your best opportunity to intervene."
"Yes, but not replacing."
Turing gently raised his head, smiling as he asked, "If you remember this clearly, you should also recognize the year Cui Zhongcheng joined Huazhi, right?"
"New Year 630."
"The exact year is not important, what’s important is when Zhao Xilai came to power, Huazhi changed its surname."
Turing lightly tapped his fingers on the table, calmly stating, "Before then, Huazhi’s surname was Lu."
"..."
Deep Sea fell silent for two seconds.
Turing had a very good friend named Lu Cheng.
Before he launched the Ancient Literature Society extermination operation, Lu Cheng was the head of the Ancient Literature Society’s Dadu District and also the controller of Huazhi Group.
"So?"
"So you’ve already forgotten how many people you truly killed in that era."
