Zerg in the crystal wall world

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

Inside the battleship Tarc.

Countless maintenance smart servants are still working in full swing, and the shipboard pilots are also busy maintaining some equipment that the smart servants are unable to repair.

Because they were all at least eighth-level saints, there was no need to take turns in just three days. All the pilots in the Hall of Truth, including some of the Seal Warriors who had taken mechanical care as an elective, were too busy to touch the ground.

Only Clarence, the ship's sage, did not participate in the maintenance work.

He was participating in a battle meeting.

The commanders of various warships also gathered in the bridge conference room of the Tarc through projection.

A three-dimensional anatomical diagram of a Corruptor was projected in the center of the conference room.

Sage Clarence was speaking: "This alien species, which we named the Deep Space Squid, poses the greatest threat to the fleet in the insect tide, but its speed is slow and requires the cover of other alien species..."

While he was talking, the servo smart servants next to everyone in the conference room suddenly began to flash red.

"An abnormal signal has been detected." The high lord's servo intelligent servant prompted, "The signal source is locked, which is the World Border Monitoring Tower No. 925."

The high lord frowned.

While anchored here, the fleet carried out a basic cleanup of World 925, blowing up at least all the insect nests on the surface. However, the whirlwind around the surveillance tower hindered the fleet's missiles, and the bugs underground could not be killed, so they were never dealt with.

"What content?"

The servo intelligent servant failed to answer immediately: "Under analysis..."

The high lord naturally looked at Clarence who was present. In terms of information processing, the Hall of Truth had an overwhelming advantage.

This is not because the servo robots of the Hall of Truth are superior, but because most of the pilots have undergone specialized prosthetic transplant surgeries and can understand the information received by the robots in a more direct way.

"This... is very complex, but also vast, as if it is an intelligent program. It is changing all the time, as if a large amount of information is useless... No, it is undergoing rapid internal and external interaction, self-iteration... I have never Seeing data changing at such a speed actually gave me a feeling of vitality..."

Clarence Sage rarely spoke much.

However, the high lord noticed that he and the servo smart servant beside him were both emitting faint red warning lights, and wisps of steam began to emerge from above the smart servant.

That is the embodiment of the intelligent servant operating to the extreme.

This even affected the stability of the meeting. The projections of various captains and commanders got stuck and began to dissipate.

There were only a few people left in the conference room...

Something is wrong!

The running memory of the servo intelligent servant is extremely high. As the top official of a world group, he has the best model in the empire on hand.

The flow of information released by a surveillance tower in an edge world is far from likely to cause it to stress...

"Stop interpreting and prepare high-level soul bombs!" Lord Gao immediately ordered.

Thinking about why it is the work of the Agency of Truth, as a soldier, it is the same as blowing up the source of the problem.

The big soul-level soul-breaking bomb is enough to blow up the surveillance tower and the external whirlwind. It is simply not applied due to interference with elemental balance, maintenance time and cost issues.

But after receiving the order.

The servo intelligent servant did not react immediately.

Instead, the red light shines brightly and emits a sharp: beep——

The screen projected by it was also repeatedly refreshed with garbled characters: "Receiving instructions, a critical error occurred in the system..."

However, the high lord had quick eyes and quick hands, and skillfully pressed the reset button of the smart servant.

"Ah——" Clarence also exclaimed. Then there was another violent gasp.

The high lord who was still looking at his wise servant turned his head: "What's going on?"

"A virus not only infects machines, but its data can also interfere with the minds of living beings!" Clarence looked frightened. "Even I almost fell into it. Fortunately, the Lord protected me and I got rid of its influence at the last moment. , we must notify the technicians on the ship immediately..."

The high lord did not wait for him to finish, but directly interrupted: "What is the Lord?"

The Imperial Code stipulates all honorific titles for the emperor, which does not include the title "Lord".

"How did you—" Clarence suddenly looked horrified, "Even you were affected?"

"You were influenced!"

After the high lord finished speaking, he found that the panic on the sage's face turned into determination.

Clarence actually turned on the built-in communicator with an impatience that was totally unbecoming of a pilot: "Full channel broadcast: High Lord is mentally contaminated! Repeat, High Lord..."

whoosh-

The high lord opened fire.

However, he did not use the Explosive Arrow Crossbow.

Instead, he touched another handgun. The thick barrel fired a laser like a needle, directly penetrating Clarence's forehead.

puff-

Clarence fell to the ground, but was still breathing weakly.

The part he was penetrated was mainly the prosthesis implanted in his brain, which would damage his brain but not kill him.

"Your Majesty, everyone, pay attention!" The high lord also turned on the broadcast, "The fleet has encountered unknown spiritual contamination, everyone should check themselves immediately!"

Even if the technical support of the organic soul and Erin can convert the psychic power of the insect swarm into data signals, the hive mind can only contaminate the omnics with complex anthropomorphic thinking. As for the censorship machine that judges "loyalty", it is difficult to erode based on "data" only because of its simple procedure.

but……

The Tarc, as a crystallization of imperial technology, naturally has all the equipment on it connected to the Internet.

What's even worse is that, for work purposes, most of the equipment's authority is concentrated on the servo intelligent servants of each officer...

The servo intelligent servant beside the high lord that had been restarted at some point flashed twice.

All censorship machines on the battleship were locked.

Even the communication network was cut off.

The high lord wanted to continue giving orders, but there was only a series of busy signals left in his ears...

Kaka-

The hatch opens.

Countless bipedal omnics with thick armor and steady steps, with red warning lights flashing on their bodies, rushed into the bridge.

The heavy crossbow machine on its hip had just begun to rotate, before the first explosive bolt was fired.

The high lord then raised his crossbow to rest and threw the empty quiver back into his personal space.

A group of combat intelligence servants were blown to pieces together with the high lord's own service intelligence servants.

But the high lord felt no joy of victory.

Intelligent servants rebel!

How come he still doesn't understand what happened at this time.

Due to the restrictions of "loyal" machine souls, awakened omnics have never appeared in the Empire. Naturally, there is no coping strategy on weekdays. In addition, the imperial bureaucrats have long been accustomed to the assistance of the intelligent servants. Once the intelligent servants bypass the authority lock, the entire battleship will lose control in an instant...

To make matters worse, some snowflakes appeared on the screen of the High Lord's helmet, and the microphone that had been turned off made a hissing sound - the signal transmitter on the battleship was activated.

The high lord instantly realized the plan of the insect tide: they tried to use the entire fleet as a signal relay and amplifier to send the broadcast of the corrupted intelligent servants to the wider empire territory!

The fleet must be destroyed immediately!

The high lord subconsciously pointed the crossbow at the ground: the soul-gathering bombs under the bridge were enough to blow up the fleet and dozens of surrounding worlds...

But then he put away the crossbow with an ugly expression.

Most of the imperial equipment can be reloaded when the machine soul is gone. However, experimental equipment and extremely sophisticated equipment are not included in this list. Their internal components are often interlocked, and repairs require complex calculations and overall readjustment.

And the soul-gathering explosive bomb is this kind of advanced equipment...

Even if it does not need to be returned to the factory, it still requires joint repairs by senior mechanics who are proficient in alchemy. A large part of the reason why it takes five days is to wait for their repair cycle.

Without the soul-gathering bomb, even the champion warrior cannot quickly destroy a fleet...

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