imperfections

The New Ephemeris Era passed its darkest seven days.

"It is said that the creation of the world took seven days. Until now, Votto standard time still regards seven days as a 'week'." Lu Bixing suddenly said to his mech pilot.

The driver from the tenth guard of silver was stunned, and quickly tried to flatter him: "So it's a good sign that we choose this time to act?"

"It's just a coincidence." Lu Bixing smiled, "Eden is also an auspicious name—come on, give me the driving authority."

The driver was baffled. He didn't know when the commander-in-chief also suffered from the commander's problem of "spirit net must be in his own hands". I couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "Chief, my mech level is actually not bad."

"Of course the elites of the Silver Ten Guards are stronger than me, but the artificial intelligence army that arrived the first time will definitely use the spirit net to attack us in order to trap us in place. I have a cheating device, so I can last longer," Lu Bixing said, "I can't carry it." Stay here and give it to you."

At this time, Silver Four, who was heading to the farthest military area, was already quietly in place. Anakin prepared all the sensitive energy sensors and waited quietly for the appointed time.

The artificial intelligence mechas patrolled along the waterway, searching for enemies who had sneaked into the first galaxy.

The heart of the rose is so quiet that it makes people flustered. The wormhole passage separates the eighth galaxy from them for several days, and no one knows what is going on there.

Lu Bixing connected to the spirit network, and for no reason recalled his excitement when he successfully activated the mecha for the first time and lifted off from Gloria.

At that time, the world was still at peace with him. He had many inconspicuous friends, had unlimited dreams, and an old Persian cat who was obviously watching nervously. Didn't look at you" contemptuously.

He thought that he would reveal a corner of the starry sky soon.

At that time, he wanted to prop up a starry sky in the barren eighth galaxy, sow some seeds in the hearts of those young people who were eager and restless like him. Every time the long vacation at the end of the semester, he would close the school and walk along the sea of ​​stars. Travel around the eight major galaxies of the alliance.When you are poor, you go to work as a part-time mecha designer to subsidize your family, and then spend it to squander it, experience various experiences, and play freely for 300 years in your life.Find someone to fall in love with, come and go if they don't, it's easy, you don't have to be as heartbroken and fearful as he loves Lin Jingheng.When I get old, I go home and write my memoirs, and collect and publish all the useless gadgets in my life.

What a life that would be.

He originally planned to realize his wish and live an ideal life before the age of 40, but he did not expect that the ideal life has not been realized until now.

"I have built a lot of schools, but they don't want me to be the principal." Every sense of Lu Bixing spread out with the spiritual network, he thought, "I have the ability to drive the mecha around, but I have never left. I have been to the eighth galaxy a few times, and every time I come out, I either encounter a hostage kidnapping incident or have to fight a war."

"Chief, the countdown begins, the mecha warms up, the energy system is tested, the coordinates are confirmed, all personnel are in place, ready for the emergency jump—"

"Ten, nine, eight..."

"I was asked to be the chief," Lu Bixing said in a self-deprecating tone, "It's not very successful."

The small alliance mecha lurking in the communication base station of the first galaxy opened fire first, cutting off the communication network cleanly.

"Three, two, one—"

The notification sound of the end of the countdown was submerged in the roar of the mechs. The command ship and its frigates were exposed to the transition point of the first galaxy at the same time. The energy fluctuations awakened the ghosts of the first galaxy. The commands flowed in all directions through the long-distance communication section of the jump point extending in all directions.

Before Lu Bixing and the others settled down, the transition point fluctuated again——the artificial intelligence mech closest to them jumped here in an emergency.

The experience of the emergency jump is quite uncomfortable, roughly equivalent to a day trip to the centrifuge. The people in the mech are made into jelly by the protective gas. After the emergency jump, the people in the mech always have a moment to buffer.

But the artificial intelligence mecha has no physical problems.They rushed over the jump point at the fastest speed, without resting in one breath, taking advantage of the turmoil in the driver's mental net during the emergency jump, a wave of mental net attacks swept in.

Lu Bixing's chip-supported mental strength survived the blow, and all the frigates changed pilots at the same time!

At the same time, the sixteen teams quietly ambushing in the major military regions used energy sensors to record the changes in the military fortresses - this is the benefit of artificial intelligence. If these military fortresses are armed with human beings, no matter how sophisticated they are, the actions will be faster. It always needs to be adjusted, and there is always an error in the startup speed. It will be full of all kinds of small accidents, and it is impossible to calculate accurately.

Only artificial intelligence, Woolf's main machine is the "brain", and the military bases controlled by artificial intelligence are organs, with a clear and concise structure, allow them to use this method to reverse.

Lu Bixing's command ship fired six missiles at the same time, barely intercepting the firepower chasing him. The nearest two missiles collided not far from the command ship, and a large number of debris swept over the fuselage of the command ship like a storm, tearing the protective cover There was a burst of turbulence, and the command ship fled.

A large number of artificial intelligence mechas locked on him through the transition network, and rushed out from the surrounding transition points, causing the entire first galaxy to be in turmoil.

"Mr. Lu, the other party has released the jump interference technology!"

"The jump points on all sides can't be connected, we are surrounded..."

"Beware!"

The missile and the spirit net attack arrived at the same time. Even if it is a chip man, the match between man and machine is not [-]%. When the spirit net is in turmoil, the missile almost misses the command ship and almost hits the arsenal.

It wasn't long before Lu Bixing's "martyrdom" cowhide was blown out, and at this moment, his back was in a cold sweat.

The sixteen pathfinding teams will communicate with each other in a multi-layer encrypted manner, and lock the military area where the host is located as quickly as possible. During this process, the other party will definitely try to break through their communication encryption. Once the encryption is cracked by the host, they will notice Their attempt, it will jump and transfer immediately, so encryption is one aspect. The most important thing is that after the host is locked, the team closest to the military region can clean up the jump point outside the military region at the first time, trap it!

In order to ensure quick action, each pathfinding team must have sufficient manpower and mechas, so Lu Bixing tried his best to keep only two or three frigates with kittens by his side. Facing attacks from all directions, it was not enough for people. Food delivery.

Lu Bixing said in a hurry: "Send a communication request!"

As long as it takes more than ten minutes, they will be able to lock the area where the host is located. Since he can't fight or escape, it's better to seriously delay the time: "I want to talk to Marshal Hubert Woolf."

With the effort of his two sentences, a large wave of superimposed high-energy particle cannons capable of melting the protective cover swept across the air.

The protective cover is eaten away by the high-energy particle cannon, and the heavy armor has a huge target. Once there is no protective cover, it is almost equivalent to walking into the radiation area naked.Not to mention missiles, there is no good end to a collision with the wreckage of the battlefield.

However, the temperature of the fuselage shell rose sharply, the protective cover issued a dying scream, and the damage was continuously reported, and it was wiped out in the minds of the guards - the command ship became a bastard without a shell.

"Mr. Lu!"

However, at the next moment, the violent attack of artificial intelligence stopped suddenly, and the other party accepted his communication request.

The guards around Lu Bixing cooperated tacitly. Once the opponent's firepower stopped, they had a moment to breathe. They immediately abandoned the heavy armor collectively and transferred to several small and medium-sized mechas in the mecha transceiver station.

Lu Bixing changed his place and sat down, his back was covered with cold sweat, which made him uncomfortable, and he showed a panicked and angry face, and pre-emptively questioned Woolf: "I thought you existed to guard against the Freedom Legion, Defending world peace, didn’t you say you were going to sleep? Then what are you doing now, sleepwalking and hysteria?”

Woolf's voice sounded: "It is my bounden duty to eliminate the chip man."

"Who the hell is the chip guy!" Lu Bixing glanced at the time, only to feel that the second hand was crawling forward like a turtle, and this quarter of an hour was almost as long as half a lifetime, "Since you know about the 'Nuwa Project', don't you?" Can't you see that the chip on my body is different from the opium chip of the Freedom Legion?"

"I know," Woolf said without any emotion, "the chip on your body has been modified, which is equivalent to an evolution accelerator. According to Dr. Laura Gordon's research data, the successful body modified with the rainbow virus has the conditions for evolution. , after the chip is implanted, it can promote the self-evolution of organisms. The key technology lies in the human body modification of Nuwa's plan, not in the biochip. The Freedom Corps abandoned individual evolution, and Lin Jingshu made harmful changes to Dr. Laura Gordon's chip, Use it to create hallucinations, spread it around in the common, and develop a strict hierarchy."

Lu Bixing: "Don't you understand that?"

Woolf continued to be unreasonable: "But you are still all chip people, and you will all be destroyed."

It's still unclear, Lu Bixing was angry: "Did you have the virus, old marshal?"

"Your natures are the same," Woolf ignored him and stated with reason, "The chip empire of the Freedom Legion is to destroy all human beings and fundamentally transform human society, while your evolutionary route is to let some People become 'Superman', the birth of Superman will generate new classes and frictions, and eventually lead to division and war. According to estimates, the existing human species is still very likely to be wiped out-the two chips will eventually lead to the same consequences , without any distinction, both need to be destroyed."

Lu Bixing was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the artificial intelligence didn't simply and rudely return the chip man to his position. He thought about it quite far-reachingly. He subconsciously explained: "I thought about this issue a few years ago, and I even thought about it. All the data have been destroyed...otherwise the eighth galaxy would already have the Legion of 'Superman' by now, right?"

The artificial intelligence Woolf seemed to think it made sense, and fell silent.

Lu Bixing continued to work hard: "The chip can be copied as much as you want, but the body transformation of the Rainbow Project is the key. The body transformation is close to death, and luck accounts for a large proportion. The anti-black society has launched the Rainbow Project several times. It is not smooth, and there are very few successful people. Few, I hardly had the ability to take care of myself before the age of 15, and I didn’t know how I survived. In which galaxy can this kind of high-risk, large-scale human experiment be legally passed? It is not feasible to promote it at all. The eighth galaxy still remembers how Prince Gloria, who was in full swing in the eighth galaxy, died, how dare I repeat the same mistakes. In the end, I only have myself as an experiment.”

Woolf said, "Yes."

Everyone was slightly relieved.

Lu Bixing glanced at the slow clock again, and found that the time had only passed halfway. He was always able to chat with random people, but this was the first time he had such a hard time chatting: "I haven't hurt anyone, even if I used to be obsessed with ghosts, illegally misappropriating the rainbow virus strain, and it has been destroyed, but you, Marshal Woolf, don’t care about so many chip people who are rampant outside the first galaxy, you just go to war and attack the coalition forces stationed in the Rose Heart. Trying to meddle in the eighth galaxy, which is finally peaceful! Who are the two of us doing the damage?"

The super artificial intelligence Woolf was silent again.

"If you want to completely eradicate biochips," Lu Bixing breathed a sigh of relief, and continued, "Well, I'll find an ecological cabin to lie down now, get out of the mecha, and arrest or kill you as long as you promise to take back all Armed, immediately hibernate."

The guards around Lu Bixing changed color slightly: "Chief, you..."

Lu Bixing interrupted him by raising his hand, and said to Wulf: "Even if your mechs have no pilots and are controlled by artificial intelligence, they are all made of real money. If you blow up one, you will lose one. There are crises everywhere outside the first galaxy, why do you waste them on me? There are only a few guards around me, and I came to the first galaxy alone, not to trouble you. I am willing to sacrifice for the hard-won peace , Marshal Woolf, since we both have the same goal to a certain extent, let's stop the internal friction, okay?"

"You make sense." The super artificial intelligence Woolf said slowly.

Lu Bixing whispered to the guards: "Go and prepare the ecological cabin for me."

He entered the eco-chamber, drifted in space, and was caught by artificial intelligence—assuming they were willing to catch him instead of blowing him up with a single shot—it would take more than ten minutes.

As long as the mainframe is blown up, the mechas around are just decorations, and Lu Bixing feels a little more at ease.

However, at this moment, the super artificial intelligence Woolf said: "But I can't judge whether you really destroyed all the data of the Nuwa project, and I can't judge whether you still have secrets before you completely occupy the eighth galaxy. In the experimental base, it is easy to interfere with the natural wormhole channel, and it is difficult to stabilize it. It is difficult for me to have the opportunity to enter the eighth galaxy—"

Lu Bixing heard what he meant, and the blood on his face suddenly disappeared.

"So before entering the wormhole area, I have already informed Yongyuan and other super heavy armors that you don't have to come back if you don't take down the eighth galaxy," the artificial intelligence that perfectly reproduced Woolf's personality said coldly, "As for you, I I would rather kill by mistake than let it go."

As soon as his words fell, several missiles that had warmed up at some point rushed towards Lu Bixing's command ship from all directions!

The electronic vacuum of the eighth galaxy had been blown up long ago, and the artificial intelligence army, which had been under pressure, frantically counterattacked, tirelessly attacking the final line of defense of the human coalition forces.

So far, the fierce battle has been fought for several days, and no matter how much soothing agent is used, it can't help the consumption. Everyone's eyes are red.

For the past few days, the Self-Defense Forces have been retreating continuously, and will soon retreat to the human activity zone of the eighth galaxy.

"Commander," Huang Jingshu, the command center of Galaxy City, sent him a letter, "The anti-missile system of the entire eighth galaxy is being erected urgently."

Lin Jingheng's voice was already too hoarse, so he cherished words more and more, and only gave her a look through the communication screen.

Huang Jingshu immediately understood what he meant—how long will it take?

"Twelve hours," Huang Jingshu said, "all the main planets have been installed, and the major waterways in the galaxy are currently under martial law. The equipment on the waterways is undergoing final adjustments, and it only takes twelve hours!"

Lin Jingheng cut off the communication with a wave of his hand, and said with difficulty: "Within twelve hours, don't take another step back, and death will become a roadblock for me."

First Galaxy -

Lu Bixing's command ship's heavy-armored mecha transceiver station opened, and more than a dozen small mechas flew out. Just after breaking away from the heavy armor, the command ship was submerged by missiles.

Lu Bixing felt his heart was about to stop beating: "How long is it?"

"Chief," said the guard from Silver Ten next to him, "with Shuai Lin sitting in the eighth galaxy, what if the ten famous swords gather together?"

Lu Bixing wanted to pretend to believe him and give him an encouraging smile, but he couldn't.

A long time ago, he also felt that Lin Jingheng was omnipotent, as long as he heard this name, he felt safe, as if there was no battle line in the world that he could not defend, no enemy he could not defeat.

But this blind confidence has long been wiped out with the loss of 16 years.

"Chief, be careful!"

Lu Bixing was distracted, and was almost hit by a missile. He dodged narrowly, and the artificial intelligence's mental network attack swept his head, and after such a meal, the road ahead was blocked by the dense army of artificial intelligence!

Lu Bixing heard his heart beating like a burst.

"Boss Lu, it's locked!"

Lu Bixing raised his head suddenly - at such a juncture, the coalition forces successfully locked the military area where the host is located. Perhaps it was fate, it turned out to be the military area closest to his current location!

However, he didn't have time to answer, and his mecha was also locked by enemy missiles.

Locked by several missiles in such an airtight encirclement, he has nowhere to hide.