imperfections

According to history books, in ancient times, the vast majority of human beings did not live to be a hundred years old. At that time, people's lives were very compact. Accidents, aging in the blink of an eye...and countless life and death.

And when they are old, they often have nothing to do because they have lost their social roles, so the painful past in this life will flow up like an underground spring, soaking the lonely spiritual world in devastation.

Suddenly, Lin Jingheng was in a top-heavy trance, as if he also felt the daze of "soaking in the past".

The driver's mood fluctuates violently, which will affect the mental power.Lin Jingheng has a high level of mental strength. When one person controls the spiritual net, it doesn't matter if the value drops a little. But at this time, the two of them share a spiritual net, and they are both stuck on a subtle value. He was ejected by the mech's mental net.

Lu Bixing knew it was going to be bad when he saw his expression, and immediately withdrew from the spirit net on his own initiative. Fortunately, he reacted in time, and just after breaking off, he saw Lin Jingheng shaking, probably because he had received a warning from the spirit net.

Lu Bixing had an idea: "The artificial intelligence army is still behind!"

Lin Jingheng was startled suddenly, and the scattered eyes really focused immediately.

"I know," he nodded almost joyfully, turned on the communication channel, and said in an orderly manner, "Jin, I leave it to you to clean up the battlefield. The technicians on other mechas should pay attention to check the encryption of electronic equipment, and count the firepower and casualties. , Report it immediately——Yang, lead people back to the team and retreat. Don't be nervous, this is the heart of roses, artificial intelligence will not be more difficult to deal with than chip people."

...It was as if the person whose soul left the body just now was not him.

Lu Bixing heaved a sigh of relief, the responsibility was overwhelming, Wan Jun's weight was overwhelmed, and even a bowl-sized hole in his chest could be suppressed.

He has experience with this.

"Commander," Poisson Yang said in a deep voice, "there are unknown energy fluctuations in the direction of the outer transition point, and a group of mechas are approaching."

Just as the former wolf left, the vicious tiger came again, and Posson Yang's voice silenced the communication channel.

Some pictures were captured on the military recorder of Baiyin III outside, and they were quickly passed on to everyone in the coalition forces.

I saw that the artificial intelligence army that was trying to break into the heart of the rose suddenly suspended its firepower, retreated as a whole, and confronted the exhausted coalition army for a while, and then the team separated to the four directions, and a huge heavy armor showed its head.

Lu Bixing asked softly: "Wait, is this... the 'Yongyuan' we met in Woto before?"

His voice fell, and everyone who was staring at the picture took a deep breath - behind Longyuan was followed by a group of guard mechas, and behind it was another super heavy armor.

And this is not over yet, the dazzling super heavy armor appeared one after another, like going to the market, and soon, except for Zhan Lu, who was not up to date, the other nine of the top ten famous swordsmen in the alliance gathered.

Nagusi was still breathing heavily, and tremblingly sprayed out a sentence from his nose: "Is there no way for people to live?"

Lu Bixing patted Zhanlu on the shoulder——Zhanlu's spiritual network had an overload failure, and now he is just a frowning electronic housekeeper: "Interview, what do you think now, Brother Zhanlu? Have you ever thought about it?"

The mechanical hand gave him a high-five feebly, and there was an inexplicable sadness in the mechanical voice: "I think it's your engineering department that should be reflected, Principal Lu, but I miss popcorn a little bit now."

Lu Bixing had nothing to say about his pursuit, so he could only look at this unambitious mech core and sigh: "You are almost becoming a 'family mech'."

At this time, Long Yuan suddenly moved and slowly drove towards Rose Heart.

The spirit of Baiyin San at the front line was tense to the extreme, a row of particle cannons came out and hit Longyuan's protective shield heavily, and the high-energy particle stream exploded in all directions.

With cold sweat on his palms, Po Songyang connected to the enemy's communication sternly: "Longyuan, if you get any closer, it won't be a warning-level firepower."

However, to everyone's surprise, Long Yuan really stopped, and then, Long Yuan's mecha core made a sound: "Has the command ship of the leader of the Pirate Freedom Legion been shot down?"

Poisson Yang didn't dare to speak rashly.

Lu Bixing judged that Lin Jingshu should be the first target of the artificial intelligence army, and Woolf did not hesitate to "live by death" just to deal with her.

So... now what does that mean?

The first target is gone, start looking for the second target to clean up?

When Woolf was a human, he could still speculate a little bit about his thoughts. Now that he has stepped out of the carbon-based ranks, the deep pits in his mind are becoming more and more unpredictable. Exploding mad computer thinking.

Long Yuan waited for a minute, but didn't get an answer, so he repeated the question tepidly.

"It doesn't matter." At this time, Lin Jingheng's voice came from Posson Yang's communication channel. The human coalition army assembled very quickly. In such a short time, the command ship had already received the casualties of various troops.

Lin Jingheng glanced roughly, and judged that the end of the mountain was not yet reached: "You can tell the truth, let's see what they are going to do. If the two sides have a war sooner or later, it is better to fight when we have the advantage of the land and the spare power."

Yongyeon is like a life-threatening alarm, asking once every minute, and then said: "Pirate Freedom Legion bandits..."

"Yes," Posson Yang interrupted him, "Lin Jingshu's command ship has been shot down by our missiles, most of her accompanying escorts have been wiped out, and the remaining few have been captured."

Long Yuan paused, changed his lines, and said without any ups and downs: "But the chip man on the ground of the first galaxy is still there."

Poisson Yang was at a loss.

"Wait," Lu Bixing said, "I don't think they are here to fight."

Long Yuan: "Mr. Woolf hopes to speak directly with General Lin—or Chief Lu of the eighth galaxy."

After finishing speaking, Yongyeon's mecha core disappeared, and Wulf's voice sounded.

His words were too anthropomorphic, and the horror of Watto's corpse's mouth hadn't faded, and everyone in the coalition army got goose bumps when they heard the voice.

"I am Hubert Woolf. Here, first of all, I would like to thank all of you for working together to defeat our common enemy."

Bayer: "...Aren't the three of us the common enemy of the other two?"

Li Fulan quickly booed him.

"Not long after the Glorious Legion entrenched in Votor surrendered, the pirates of the Freedom Legion had already dug their roots deep into the blood-stained soil, and my maker was already close to the limit of human life span, he could feel his natural Death is in the not-too-distant future, so I was created." The artificial intelligence said in Woolf's voice, "I share his memory, inherit his legacy, and will protect peace to the greatest extent and destroy the Pirate Freedom Corps as the first One goal, so far, with your help, the mission has been completed."

Lin Jingheng said lightly: "Then your way of 'defending peace' is quite creative."

Fortunately, the artificial intelligence doesn't care about his attitude: "Are you referring to the bombing of Votto, Jingheng? Votto is the most likely bait for the bandit leader. The local population is the smallest among all planets, and the residents have the strongest sense of refuge. Most capable of self-defense."

It sounded like Watto had blown it up pretty well.

"Individual rights and social efficiency, morality, civilization and trade-offs, every issue can be debated for eternity," Woolf said, "Every choice will consume your determination and sensitivity as a commander, and the enemy knows this. One point, in fact, she has already blackmailed you with the capitals of major galaxies, and I don’t think she will leave you any time for debate. I choose the most profitable plan according to the target weight and priority, and it turns out that , we succeeded."

Lu Bixing: "Let's not talk about anything else, what about the refugees who escaped from Woto?"

"The infrastructure of the Angel City Fortress remains intact. There are multiple man-made space stations nearby for habitation, and sufficient material reserves. They have been there once, and they are not unfamiliar. Most of the people were in the Angel City Fortress when they evacuated last time. The temporary residence can be just like the previous arrangement, and the person with the highest administrative level among the survivors will be in charge." Woolf said unhurriedly, "Of course, freedom of choice, artificial mechs may be in the short term. It caused them to panic, so I also ask you to help escort them for a ride after the rest."

He was really thoughtful.

Woolf also said: "The next step is to clean up the people with microchips on the ground, arrest people with more than two generations of microchips, try them according to law, and forcefully remove the first generation of microchips to isolate and eliminate the impact of biochips on the human body. Due to the lack of relevant information, we hope that land The chief can provide technical support."

Lu Bixing: "You want Dr. Harden's chip jamming technology?"

"Yes." The artificial intelligence Woolf said politely, "I promise not to abuse the biochip, and to maximize the elimination of chip drug poisoning as the top priority, and the technology obtained will never be used in illegal human experiments. The above will write my program."

Lu Bixing hesitated for a moment.

As long as something is produced, it will never disappear in the future.

Since the people on the ancient earth opened the door to addictive drugs, drug abuse has been banned repeatedly in a long history.Then it is conceivable that although the chip empire is destroyed, the addictive nature of biochips similar to the Garden of Eden is still there. In the future, this new type of drug will become a sore in society. "Narcotics Division" and Institute, that's going to be another long fight.

Therefore, it is certain that the chip jamming technology will be shared among the galaxies. If the commander of the Central Army asks him, he will definitely give it without saying a word.

But at this time, facing the weird artificial intelligence army, Lu Bixing tried a word: "If we refuse to cooperate, Longyuan won't open fire, right?"

"No, I thought I had explained it clearly. My existence always forms the optimal solution at the lowest cost. I am not a war machine." Woolf said calmly, "Chip jamming technology is not without trace. , I have powerful artificial intelligence and the ability to analyze this technology. Even if you refuse to cooperate, I will just spend more time. But if Chief Lu refuses, we will also refuse technology sharing if the chip crime escalates in the future. I don't think it's a win-win situation."

It was the first time Lu Bixing negotiated with artificial intelligence, and he couldn't help but want to know the bottom line of artificial intelligence, so he said: "How about this, you can exchange it with ten famous swords."

Humans have joys, sorrows, sorrows, and joys, but artificial intelligence does not seem to have them. No matter how similar the personality is, it is just an imitation.

Sure enough, he opened his mouth loudly, and the artificial intelligence Woolf was not angry, but just said with reason: "Sorry, this deal is not fair."

Lu Bixing immediately changed his words: "No, half of it?"

Still, Woolf said, "It's not fair."

"One."

"Do not……"

"Then the head office of the deformable material for repairing Zhanlu's mecha core?"

To everyone's surprise, this time, the artificial intelligence Woolf was silent for a while, and then agreed.

About an hour later, the artificial intelligence corps released a small supply ship for mechs to transport supplies. Silver III scored 120 points and isolated the small supply ship, almost dragging out every part for disinfection. , went through six security checks thoroughly, and then took the things away, and put a few chip jammers and brief instructions into the supply ship and sent them back.

Woolf graciously gave them a ton of deformable material...and a battered cardboard box.

"Baiyin San has checked, and there are no dangerous items inside," Posson Yang personally delivered the cardboard box to the command ship, "There are no electronic items inside at all, Commander, please take a look."

The cardboard box is full of trivial old things—a dozen photo frames, with many old photos in it, Marshal Woolf in his youth, Dr. Harden, his grandfather Ringle, Lin Wei in childhood, Lin Wei in youth, wearing black Lu Xin, a boy in the school uniform of the Orchid College... There are group photos, and there are also solo photos.

There are also several colorful children's paintings, the signature in the corner is a crooked "Lin Wei", and a rather retro notebook, the owner of the notebook is Linger.It is said that when the war between the old and the new ephemeris was in full swing, for the sake of safety, the founders of the alliance abandoned electronic products for a period of time and returned to the original pen and paper, which should be the notes of that period.

"These are some relics," the artificial intelligence Woolf said, "Jing Heng, I think you should keep them properly."

After finishing speaking, Mecha Ryongyeon took away the supply ship, and just turned around and prepared to retreat.

"Wait a minute," Lu Bixing said suddenly before the communication was cut off, "the last question, Woolf... Marshal, after solving the problem of the ground chip man, what are you going to do? Turn the alliance into an artificial intelligence Machine Empire?"

"I will sleep." The artificial intelligence Woolf left such a thought-provoking sentence without explaining it, and cut off the communication. It seems that the ten famous swords came here specially to set up a platform for his old man. It retreated as swiftly as when it came, and disappeared around the heart of the rose in a blink of an eye.

The silent Heart of Rose is like a space cemetery, with countless mecha wreckage floating around, and the remaining human coalition forces look at each other in dismay, as if they just woke up from a nightmare.

I don't know who asked softly: "Is it all over?"

There was a moment of silence on the communication channel, and suddenly someone cried bitterly, but it was hard to tell who it was, maybe it was the Central Army of the Second Galaxy, which had lost its commander, or maybe it was a certain pilot who accidentally hurt his comrades under the illusion.

Maybe it's just the rest of my life, and the sadness comes from it.

Lin Jingheng took a deep breath, raised her hand and called a guard: "Spirit Network will take it, and you will be the driver."

Being the pilot on the mecha of the manipulative Lin Shuai, the guard was taken aback and said flattered, "I...me?"

Lin Jingheng didn't say much, and quickly handed over the driving authority, and then walked to the next medical room as if nothing had happened.

He walked a few steps, and suddenly fell down as if the electricity was out.