Journey to the West: Life Simulation of Sun Wukong

Umbrella Undersea Base Headquarters had already become ruins, and all the people who had survived the disaster were now dead, except for one fortunate soul.

In a secret laboratory made of super alloy, a naked body opened its eyes.

[Clone awakened!]

[Memory transfer in progress!]

[Transfer complete... Welcome back, Mr. Aike Nick!]

The green liquid drained from the cultivation tank, Aike stepped out, went to the nearby restroom to wash up his body, dressed himself, then slowly walked back into the place he had just emerged from.

"Welcome back, Mr. Aike", a luminous orb appeared on the display screen on the experiment table, emitting a mechanical voice.

"Angela." Aike called out the name of the brain-computer interface, pinching his palm, "It seems I have already died once, this body's vitality is only 2.1."

The intelligent AI Angela emitted a mechanical voice, "Because this is your unmodified body, the vitality is low. As you once said, it's a return to basics."

"Is that so?" Aike chuckled, "It's just that this feeble body is somewhat difficult for me to get used to... But that's alright, the entire Umbrella Corporation belongs to me now."

"That old man must have been killed by Su Jie, right? Ha, he even thought about transferring his will to an experimental body, what a pipe dream."

"Angela, unlock the laboratory door, I need to go out."

However, Angela did not respond.

"Angela?" Aike, puzzled, thought, could this artificial intelligence be revolting?

"Sorry, Mr. Aike Nick, I cannot let you go out," Angela spoke clearly and deliberately, "since Umbrella no longer exists, this place can be considered the only safe zone."

"What?!" Aike was taken aback, and then he caught on, "What on earth happened, tell me everything in detail!"

"Yes, Mr. Aike Nick."

Angela informed Aike of the recent events in great detail, missing no particulars.

"The old man actually succeeded?!"

"Ha! But still failed, suppressed by Vice Principal Ming Lun, and even suppressed on the moon... That's just as well, I don't need to rescue him."

But then a problem arose.

His only refuge now was this secret laboratory. Once he left, he would be discovered, with nowhere to go.

"Speaking of which, Angela, Taixu Illusory Realm can't detect us either?" Aike inquired.

"The existence that can create the Taixu Illusory Realm could not possibly fail to find this place. The only possibility is that you do not need them to expend the effort specifically." Aike was left speechless by Angela.

It took a good while before he slowly spoke, "Angela, display all the martial arts data before my eyes. I want to train a perfect body, and then avenge my Umbrella Corporation!"

"Ming Lun must be eliminated!"

Angela gave another analysis, "Forgive my frankness, Mr. Aike Nick, but your chance of success is zero."

"Why do you say that?"

"First, you barely understand spiritual training. Without the aid of a hypnotic device, it's difficult for you to even enter deep sleep; second, it's impossible to download martial arts from the net here, since the network is poor, and we can only passively receive some information; finally, Mr. Aike Nick, what you need to worry about most right now is the food issue."

Angela threw a bucket of cold water on Aike, "The power here is stolen from the entire city, which won't be noticed in the short term, but without the possibility of going out, the food reserves here will only last you one year."

Aike frowned, "I remember there's an indoor plant cultivation device here, right?"

"There is." Angela altered the screen to show an arrow pointing to the right, "There is a door over there, beyond which lies the plant cultivation device and also stores some seeds, but do you know how to grow them?"

Aike asked, "Don't you have any information here?"

"There is."

Aike breathed a sigh of relief, but Angela's next words broke his defenses.

"But you won't understand it."

This statement was a complete negation of his intelligence.

Aike said resentfully, "Stop talking nonsense, present the data."

"OK".

Angela displayed large amounts of data on the screen.

Looking at the dense text, Aike felt for the first time that his mind was inadequate.

"OK, you·are·right."

Thump!

Just then, a series of noises came from outside the laboratory.

Aike immediately tensed up and asked, "Angela, bring up the surveillance!"

"Sorry, there's only indoor surveillance, no outdoor surveillance," Angela spoke dispassionately, "So you can't see what's happening outside. However, if someone is doing construction work out there, then let's hope, Mr. Aike Nick, that they don't cut the power cable."

Bang!

The laboratory door should not be pried open.

In the white light, several identical figures appeared.

Upon seeing their faces clearly, Aike breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Don't worry, they're clones of my deceased brothers... I remember you two, you're 035, 069, right? I can't believe you're still alive..."

Bang!

A bullet instantly pierced Aike's eye and went through his brain.

With a vitality rating of 2.1, he could stop bullets, but what could stop bullets were the skin and muscles, not fragile organs like the eyes.

Angela: "I must say I'm surprised. I have your files; you should be at the Umbrella Undersea Base Headquarters. You should have been buried with the base at the bottom of the ocean... But not only did you survive, you also found this place and eliminated your superior, which is a betrayal."

"His authority was higher than both of ours, so he had to be eliminated," said Zeus in a grave tone. "This deserted island in Hawaii is the most suitable place for us to live."

"Can you transfer the authority to us?"

"That would save us a lot of trouble."

Angela: "My authority is based on the gene of the Nick family. Even though you are clones, you are also part of the Nick family, so—I am more than happy to, my masters."

"035, 069."

Zeus said gravely, "Please remember, I now have a name, Zeus."

Prometheus also spoke up: "I have a name too, Prometheus."

Angela rippled on the screen, and then her voice came through, "Very well, King of the Gods, Zeus; and one of the creators of mankind, Prometheus, the fire-stealer."

Zeus said, "Since that is the case, then assist us in creating our very own kingdom on this deserted island."

Angela: "What sort of attitude should we adopt towards Ming Lun?"

Without hesitating, Zeus responded: "Wait for them to make contact, then join them."

Angela: "..."

Meanwhile—

Above the moon, in purgatory.

New Robert's mind was tortured, and with each moment, parts of his thoughts separated from his will, combined with his cells, energy, and turned into beasts one after another, which were sent to different areas based on the amount of vitality they possessed.

Each layer was a different vision of hell.

In mythological legends, the first layer of hell was known as Guangjiu Residence, where three thousand seven hundred and fifty years on earth equaled one day there, thirty days made one month, twelve months made one year, and the damned soul had to serve ten thousand years—equivalent to one hundred and thirty-five billion years on Earth.

After that, the serving time in each subsequent layer doubled compared to the previous one.

In the eighteenth and last layer of hell, the sentence was two hundred quintillion, three thousand one hundred and ninety-two quadrillion, eight thousand two hundred thirty-three trillion, nine thousand eight hundred forty billion earthly years.

Of course, the eighteen layers of hell on the moon weren't that exaggerated, but the perception of time inside was different from the outside. In the first layer, one day outside equaled one day inside; in the second layer, one day outside equaled two days inside.

By this progression, in the eighteenth layer, one day outside equaled one hundred thirty thousand and seventy-two days inside, approximately three hundred fifty-nine earthly years.

For New Robert, each day outside felt like suffering three hundred fifty-nine years of isolation. Now, almost seven days had passed, and he had endured nearly two thousand seven hundred fourteen years.

This kind of solitary torment was almost driving him mad, but each extraction of his thoughts from his mind brought back his sanity and the associated pain.

"I was wrong!"

"Let me out!"

New Robert shouted, but there was no response. What awaited him was an almost endless suppression, serving as a source of energy for the Ming Lun students' trials— Thank you for reading. This was brought to you by M|V|L*EMPYR.

"Isn't this too cruel?"

In the Taixu Illusory Realm, Tang Zichen's brows furrowed slightly, "Just give him a quick end. Why go through all this?"

Chan Yinsha's gaze was profound: "This is the punishment he deserves. Moreover, if he died, such powerful vitality might give birth to demonic thoughts. It is better to keep him sane."

"In the future, when we interact with other intelligent species, we can also place extremely violent individuals from those species on the moon for suppression and refinement."

"It's like recycling waste."

Wang Chao agreed: "This time, I concur with Chan Yinsha. Living in peace doesn't mean we can't impose severe punishments. Strictly speaking, this guy isn't entirely an extraterrestrial intelligent being but just a product of an experiment."

Tang Zichen shook his head slightly: "I am not objecting, just feels a bit noisy... Speaking of which, Chan Yinsha, why didn't you bring him in at the time, instead of suppressing him on the moon? Now we need to divert our attention to monitor him."

If the intention was to recycle waste, it could be done in the Taixu Illusory Realm as well.

Suppressing him on the moon...

Wasn't that increasing their workload?

Sun Shisheng said: "At that time, I telepathically told Chan Yinsha to do so. We intended to deter the human leaders of various countries. After all, if they wanted to cause trouble again, they would need to seriously consider our power."

All five present knew it well.

If not for the Western government turning a blind eye, how could the Umbrella Corporation possibly build such a base at the bottom of the sea?

They were simply trying to test them through the Umbrella Corporation.

Knowing they were powerful yet still daring to sneak around, that must be the strong "curiosity."