No Emperor of Pirates

Chapter 231 The Perfect Terminator Legion

"Vegapunk, have all those prisoners been made into terminators?" Wuye looked at Vegapunk.

A year has passed since the prisoners on the sixth and fifth floors of Impel City were captured. During this year, Vegapunk led a large number of researchers. The main task was to make these powerful prisoners not alone. The fighting machine of consciousness.

"There are still a dozen or so who have not yet been made into Terminators." Vegapunk said: "But on the way, in mid-January, we should be able to make the remaining dozen or so into Terminators."

"Really? Take me to see it!" There was a smile on Wuye's lips.

During this year, no matter how much the strength of itself and its subordinates has increased, the overall power of the Emperorless Pirates has definitely increased a lot.

Vegapunk took Wuye to the penultimate floor of Pluto's cabin.

These are all iron rooms, similar to the floors of a prison cell.

And each room holds a large number of Terminators. It cannot be described as a prison, but a large number of Terminators are placed there.

These Ultimates stood like statues in the cell, motionless, without much expression in their eyes, like dead objects.

"The consciousness of the prisoners has been wiped out. They will only take action after the control gives orders." Vegapunk pointed at the Terminator in the cell and said: "But they are not the kind of machines that require constant control by humans to fight. , they do not have human consciousness, but once an order is given, they are the most perfect dead soldiers, and their combat experience is still there."

Wuye nodded, understanding these Terminators as intelligent robots.

Vegapunk continued to explain: "Every Terminator has a control center, and there are only two ways to issue commands. One is to transmit incoming commands in the control center, and the second is to issue commands remotely."

Vegapunk gave Wuye a machine similar to a telephone bug. It was very small, but it was a mechanical telephone bug composed of countless tiny parts.

"The robotic telephone bug is connected to the control center in each Terminator. Even remotely, commands can be accurately transmitted to the control center of each Terminator, or to the control of one of the Terminators, through the robotic telephone bug. In the center, after receiving the order, the Terminator will perform the task perfectly, no matter it is destroyed or damaged, it will complete the task until the last moment."

Wuye nodded, very satisfied.

"And the initial order I set in the mind of every Terminator, the order that I will respect at all times, is to be absolutely loyal to you, Wuye. Later, you, Wuye, will be in the control center of every Terminator, Leave your own handprints and blood, so that the Terminator will always be loyal to you. Even if I want to change the order, I can only change it if I get your handprints and blood without a night."

"Really?" Wuye didn't expect it to be so perfect.

Have Vegapunk open a cell.

Come behind a Terminator.

Said to Vegapunk: "Where is the control center?"

Vegapunk also came behind the terminator, and then pressed the terminator's neck.

A tiny button was pressed, and then the back of the head was opened like this. What was inside was not a bloody skull or brain, but machine parts and some wires.

There was also one who glowed like a small chip.

Vegapunk pointed at the small chip and said: "This is the control center. Wuye, you can leave your handprints and blood in the control center forever. The control center will save information forever, which is equivalent to you being their only master. Who Nothing can be changed.”

Wuye stretched out his thumb and pressed it on the chip. A clear fingerprint of Wuye's thumb appeared on the chip, and then slowly disappeared, and this moment was preserved forever by the chip.

At the same time, a drop of blood slowly spilled from Wuye's index finger.

There is no need to cut your fingers, it is a very simple thing to directly force a drop of blood from the pores with Wuye's control of every detail in the body at this time.

This drop of blood fell into the control center, and the blood was completely integrated into the chip.

"Now this Terminator is completely Wuye's loyal robot death soldier!" Vegapunk showed the control centers of several other Terminators in this house, and Wuye left handprints and blood in turn.

Then leave the house and go to the next house.

Vegapunk kept explaining all the situations of the Terminator: "Although there are two ways to issue orders, it is too troublesome to issue orders directly at the control center, so to issue orders, Wuye, you need to use the mechanical phone bug in your hand to issue it .”

"To give orders to the Terminator, you first need to press your red button on the robophone."

Wuye lowered his head and looked at the red button of the mechanical phone bug currently worn on his wrist.

"After pressing the red button, the mechanical phone bug will be connected to each Terminator control center. If you want to command all Terminators, directly give the command to the robot phone bug, and the words will be transmitted to each Terminator control center. In the center, the order can be executed, but if the order is issued to only one of the Terminators, or several of them, then the order needs to be named before issuing the order."

"Roll call?"

"Yes," Vegapunk said. Most terminators are made by prisoners, and they all have their own names. But the moment they become terminators, they only have numbers, ranging from one to hundreds. Each terminator has a unique name. serial number.

Number 240 is the strongest among the Terminators and is the only one who is as powerful as a general. The lower the number, the weaker the strength. There are currently [-] eight Terminators. "

Wuye nodded, expressing understanding.

Then Vegapunk explained some details to Wuye. At the same time, Wuye continued to leave handprints and blood in each Terminator's control center.

When more than 200 terminators, Wuye all left their fingerprints and a drop of blood, his face was a little pale, he had lost a lot, and it would take a few days to replenish his blood.

"what!"

When Vegapunk and Wuye walked past the dozens of cells, they saw in front of them no longer cells, but a metal research room, and a wailing sound came from one of the houses.

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