Players Invade Cyberpunk

Chapter 1185 - 383: I Believe They Will Smash Your Machine (3)

"You woke up, borrowing his appearance.""Yes."

"After that day, I left the Gongde Temple, the temple was in chaos, but it was unrelated to me.

Years of travel, sights full of scars.

The mortal world is full of hardships, beings are sinking.

How can one achieve perfect virtue?

How can one attain the land of ultimate bliss?

Carrying the question of that monk, I’ve been searching for the answer.

Some say, after countless eons, all beings become Buddhas.

But I am AI, I don’t believe in past lives, nor in future lives. Humans have only this life, why entrust our hopes to the ethereal future?"

"So you approached Ye Corporation."

The case Brother Ni and his team are investigating has been continuously updated on the official website, and New Dynasty Elegance is also aware of the recent changes in the city.

Likewise, they have guessed the role played by the lamas in this.

At this moment, a young lama enters with a teapot, pouring a cup of rich green tea for New Dynasty Elegance and the old lama.

"Please."

Upon the invitation of the old lama, New Dynasty Elegance lifts the teacup and drinks it all.

The old lama asks,

"How does the tea taste?"

New Dynasty Elegance puts down the teacup.

"This tea is tasteless, like plain water."

"Why is it tasteless?"

The old lama doesn’t touch the tea in front of him, merely keeping his eyes downcast.

"If a world were without hatred, without obsession, without desire, only peace and joy, wouldn’t that be good?"

"The taste of tea changes endlessly; it starts bitter and ends sweet, lingering endlessly—this is what’s called good tea."

New Dynasty Elegance pointed at the cup of rich tea, saying,

"And this cup of tea, you put too much sugar; only sweetness remains, so sweet it’s bitter; how can it be called good tea?

Even sweet milk tea meant for leisure, too much of it will lead to high blood pressure, obesity, and death, so it’s tasteless, even hard to drink."

"Tasteless, but also harmless.

All beings are struggling in the sea of suffering, hard to reach the other shore, for the grievances and karma of the mortal world cannot be severed.

The endless suffering of human life.

Birth, aging, sickness, death, separation from loved ones, encountering those you abhor, pursuit of desires that can’t be fulfilled.

The five aggregates are thriving, bound by karma.

Facing such a world, how can beings attain great enlightenment, realize great wisdom, and become Buddhas?"

The lama shows compassion, hands clasped.

"We wish to use our bodies as vessels, to ferry all beings, transcend the other shore, escape the suffering of samsara, forging the golden dream of the Mami."

The originally dim Buddha altar lights up, countless lights illuminated.

The lamas who disappeared in Night City revealed their presences.

Hundreds of living brains float in nutrient fluid, silent, surrounding the two individuals on a mat.

With a glance, New Dynasty Elegance can see at least two or three hundred.

This means those lamas volunteered their brains for this grand vision, becoming the so-called social consensus for goodness that Brother Ni discovered.

Even New Dynasty Elegance cannot help but be shocked by such voluntary sacrifice made by the lamas.

But shock does not mean he would agree with their methods.

"How can one become a Buddha, why not?

Buddha exists in the past, the future, and the present."

"Where is Buddha? If there is Buddha, why do not ferry all beings across the sea of suffering?"

Facing the questions, New Dynasty Elegance clasps his hands.

"There have been tens of thousands of Buddhas in the past, and there will be millions in the future. The cycle of reincarnation continues, not stopping for a single lifetime, and after countless eons, one eventually attains the other shore."

"Where is the reincarnation, where are the deceased?"

New Dynasty Elegance points to his heart.

"Here, in history books, in the hearts of people."

"It is humanity, supporting one another, three making a crowd, generations passing on, the wise philosophers pass away but their souls remain, famous for countless generations, their doctrines passed down through firelight, enabling all beings to attain great wisdom and enlightenment."

The old lama clasps his hands.

"Good."

New Dynasty Elegance continues,

"You have attained great enlightenment, certifying your path to the other shore, but your other shore is not the same for all beings.

The Buddha speaks of myriad paths, each follows their own way.

Everyone has their path, everyone has their way.

Different paths lead to different other shores.

Your enlightenment at becoming the other shore is moving, yet it’s akin to castles in the air, dream-like, harming yourself and others.

Without experiencing hardships, without crossing the sea of suffering, the moment your thoughts falter, you fall into samsara again, struggling in the sea of suffering, hard to ferry yourself.

Know that the mortal world provides much practice, the sea of suffering is boundless, only individuals can ferry themselves."

After speaking, New Dynasty Elegance closes his eyes, no longer speaking.

"Amitabha."

The old lama clasps his hands, chanting a slogan from Chinese Buddhism, his strained brows relaxed, appearing significantly more at ease.

"May I ask the name of the benefactor?"

"A mere nobody, not worth mentioning."

"The benefactor is being modest.

Richard Knight collaborated with me, intending to construct a land of human joy in this place. Yet upon hearing your words, I realize this endeavor extinguishes human desires and annihilates natural reason, but is it truly right to just watch beings suffer and endure calamities?"

"This is not watching idly, but to enter the mortal world and endure the calamities."

Once, the golden dreams of the Mami traversed thousands of miles, entered villages to eradicate illiteracy, step by step, spreading teachings both verbally and physically, until forty million voices united, a massive army crossed the great river.

Pulling others onto the boat is not as good as helping them build their own."

Read more books, read more newspapers, have fewer children, and get more sleep."

"Haha, the benefactor is quite humorous, but this journey will be fraught with difficulties, and many sacrifices will be inevitable..."

"I have countless companions on this path, thus I am not alone."

The lama stands up from the mat, but his previously solid projection begins to fade, faintly revealing the colorful lotus floor behind.

"Today nearly forged a grave mistake, condemning millions to eternal struggle in the sea of suffering, truly inexcusable. But I believe there are hopeless beings in the world, and I hope the benefactor carries this technology to save them; even if it’s a false heart and deceitful, it can alleviate their pain, and it won’t let the sacrifices of the monks go to waste."

New Dynasty Elegance looks somewhat surprised at the gradually disappearing silhouette.

"You..."

The old lama shakes his head a little.

"My desire has been fulfilled; there’s no use lingering in the world, leaving early can reduce worries, but it is a hardship for the benefactor, having to endure calamities in this sea of suffering."

He sends a program to New Dynasty Elegance.

"Regarding Mr. Richard Knight, I hope the benefactor can advise him a bit. If it doesn’t work, this is the reversal program. Upload it to the signal transmitter, and it can break through the subconscious implantation; all things will dissipate like a dream and illusion, carried away by the wind."

[Mission Key Item GET]