Deep Sea Embers.

Chapter 799 Hardcore Pilot No.

In fact, the moment Navigator No. 2 opened its mouth, Duncan had already realized that the state of this "God of Wisdom" was very different from that of the Goddess of Storms - this was not because of the "polluted" state of its host array, but because it actually remained "awake".

Duncan did not hide his curiosity. "We have already met Gemona. She sealed her own 'death' and 'rot' in a temple to prevent the interior of the shelter from being eroded. I thought you were all in a similar situation, but now it seems that your situation is different?"

"We are all facing similar problems - decay and corrosion are spreading in our 'existence'," a buzzing vibration came from the central host, "but our means of delaying this process are different.

"As the 'matrix' of the world, Gemona was under the greatest pressure, so she had to choose the extreme method of 'splitting herself in two'. Tarek's method was to sleep in the fire, and to delay decay by imprisoning himself in a closed dream. Bartok built a prison for himself, a wasteland without borders, and he could never leave there...

"As for me, I am probably the most special one among all of them. As you can see, I am just a machine built by mortals. It's just that the Great Annihilation has given me the characteristics of life, death and corruption. So in order to fight against it, my method is 'iteration'."

The lights on the central host flickered, and Duncan was surprised after hearing these words: "Iteration?"

"I'm currently using v16.08.102-beta," Pilot No. 4096 said calmly and seriously, and then, probably noticing the subtle expression on Duncan's face, he patiently explained, "The number in front is the generation, the middle is the major version number, and the number at the end is the minor version update. The beta version is because I just updated my lighting driver not long ago, but it's not stable yet - those lighting effects that keep flashing on the surface of the secondary server, now they can flash in custom groups."

After it finished explaining, Duncan's expression became more subtle: "..."

After two or three seconds of stagnation, Duncan finally couldn't help but tremble: "I thought those lights were important status indicators..."

"I can tell whether I'm in good condition myself, or an external monitoring unit can output the signal - of course, that was when my creators were still around. Now no one will come to check my operating status," Pilot No. 2 seemed not to notice the change in Duncan's tone, and remained calm and serious. "As for those lights, they were 'added' by one of my creators after I was born."

It paused, and the humming sound in the central host computer rose and fell slightly.

“I still don’t understand why he did this, but he seemed to think it was important. I still remember his happy expression when he saw me learn how to ‘flash’, so over the years I have been studying more ‘flash’, and no matter how many versions have been iterated, I have kept those lights.”

Behind the central host, the lights on the surfaces of a series of secondary servers that stood like tombstones flickered, and the flickering light spots looked like shining stars.

Duncan suddenly recalled the scene he saw in the deep sea, and the countless lights of unknown meaning on the surface of the body of the Deep Lord - Navigator No. 1, which had grown as big as a mountain due to its continuous growth.

Alice opened her eyes slightly wider. She looked at the twinkling lights on the surface of Pilot No. 2 with great joy and couldn't help but exclaimed softly, "How beautiful!"

"Yes, very beautiful, that's probably their function," said Pilot No. 2 softly.

At this time, Morris, who had been silent for a long time, finally couldn't help but speak. He had been restraining his overly excited mood, and now he found the opportunity to speak: "So, you rely on 'iteration' to delay your own 'rot' process... But I don't quite understand, what do you mean by 'iteration'... What does it mean?"

The red light above Pilot No. 2 shifted slightly, and it seemed to have set its "gaze" on Morris. A gentle trembling sound rang out from its body:
"The body is fragile, but knowledge is everlasting - so only through the constant transformation and change of the self can we carry those eternal truths..."

Roars and tremors suddenly came from all directions. Countless shadows of all sizes on the sea surface in the distance began to shake in the mist. Morris looked around in astonishment. The next second, he saw a scene that he would never forget -

The countless black crystal clusters standing on the calm sea are gradually "blooming", like crystals in a jungle of blades peeling and cracking, and from the depths of those crystal clusters, many outlines that could only be seen vaguely before are revealed - they are countless huge black hosts that look like tombstones.

They are buried in crystal clusters and sea water in a crisscross pattern. Many of them have become severely deformed and twisted. The remains of metal and flesh are piled up in clumps, and dead eyestalks and nerve cords are entangled with the server host. The broken shells due to some huge external impact have exposed the internal structure that has long been unrecognizable, and the slots and panels are filled with proliferating biological tissue.

Those crystal "mountains" that spread across the entire sea and looked spectacular and mysterious were actually countless tombs!

"Those are all old versions of 'me'," Pilot No. 2's voice suddenly sounded, finally waking Morris up from his great astonishment. The voice of this "God of Wisdom" seemed to always be the same. "Every iteration of the version will produce such waste."

Morris turned around, his face still showing great shock.

Lucrecia, who was not far away, was also extremely shocked - when she set out, she had already prepared herself mentally to face the ancient gods, and even the remains of the ancient gods. She also really saw the huge remains of the ancient gods in the palace of the Storm Goddess, but even with her imagination at the limit, she had never thought that she would see this kind of scene... the corpses of the ancient gods piled up like mountains!

"This iteration method... is amazing." Even Duncan was a little confused at this time. The scene before him was obviously not what he had imagined when he heard Navigator No. 2 say the word "iteration". "The version upgrade I remember is not this big..."

"Yes, it will make a lot of noise," said Navigator No. 2 calmly. "Every time I upgrade, I have to find a way to get rid of the old version of myself. But very occasionally, the new version will not be able to win, and then the upgrade will fail and the version will be rolled back. But I usually prepare more alternative upgrade plans. If an upgrade fails, I will activate the alternative plan, and then multiple new versions will beat the old version together. In the end, the upgrade will always be successful..."

Duncan: “……?”

Isn’t the process of “system upgrade” of Linghang-2 a bit too hardcore?! So it is a physical upgrade, a real “hardware update”, right?
However, while Duncan had a puzzled look on his face, Morris and Lucrecia beside him no longer had the surprised expressions on their faces at the beginning. Even Nina beside him nodded thoughtfully, and whispered: "The teacher did say that the road to seeking the truth requires a strong body and a duelist's will..."

Morris was relieved when he heard this: "The process of chasing knowledge is the process of fighting. You already understand this truth."

After hearing this, Shirley couldn't help but muttered, "Well, I'm pretty good at fighting, but I don't see any knowledge getting into my head..."

Agou immediately emerged from the shadow at her feet, muttering, "Your situation is different. Knowledge cannot catch up with you..."

Alice looked at Navigator No. 2, then her eyes moved between Morris, Shirley and Agou. It was unclear whether she understood the current topic or not. She just smiled to herself.

Seeing this, Vanna, who was standing at the stern, crossed her arms, shook her head helplessly and sighed.

Duncan suddenly felt something was a little strange. He glanced between Shirley and Alice (and glanced at Vanna who was shaking her head and sighing), and a series of strange associations emerged in his mind -

In this world, scholars pursue knowledge, and knowledge also pursues mortals like a beast. However, for the followers around him, the situation always seems to be a little wrong - knowledge can't catch up with Shirley, it can catch up with Alice, but it can't find a place to get into the head of Miss Doll. As for Vanna...

Fanna is amazing. She probably mastered knowledge to death the year she graduated from the sports school.

Duncan shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of the increasingly outrageous associations in his mind.

Then he raised his head and his gaze fell on Navigator No. 2 again.

Now he finally understood one thing - he knew where the fierce painting style of the scholars in this world came from.

The hostile environment is probably only part of the reason. The God of Wisdom upgrading physically by opening his own skull is probably the root cause...

At this moment, Navigator No. 2 also lowered its "eyes", as if it had discovered something. The red light from above the central host slowly moved on the boat where Duncan was, and then finally stopped on Agou.

“…This dog head looks very familiar.”

Agou was stunned for a moment, and at this moment he seemed to suddenly remember something from the past. He immediately shrank his neck and hid behind Shirley.

Shirley also reacted quickly, and quickly reached out to grab the chain near Agou's neck, then looked up nervously at the strange-looking "god" in front of her.

"Don't be so nervous," Navigator No. 2 said gently after seeing this scene, "You are already here, so you don't have to worry about any force separating you. I'm just a little surprised that among the defective offspring created by Navigator No. 1... there would be such a special individual."

Its red light gradually became brighter, and there was finally a slight change in its tone.

That's curiosity.

"What on earth happened to you?"

It asked softly.

(End of this chapter)