rainy night talk

Maslow narrowed his eyes slightly, with mixed emotions on his face. He looked at Louis, as if re-examining, with an almost imperceptible smile on his face. "I didn't expect you to be so naive, my dear Gabriel. Without the support of the government army, how long do you think you can persist in this unknown area?"

"As you said, the situation is different. My soldiers no longer need food, sleep, they can learn to fight, guns, and even mechs in a flash. And, for them, death has no meaning. It will be The greatest magic weapon to win in a war." Louis added: "The independent Brillouin zone is to gouge out the flesh from the alliance. Compared with opening up a new free zone, which one is easier, don't I need to explain it?"

Maslow asked: "Are you afraid, Gabriel?"

"Yes, I'm afraid. Human beings are the most deceitful creatures in the entire universe, and the most untrustworthy of human beings are those politicians. I don't want to stumble twice among the same group of people." Louis said firmly: "Free zone It will definitely be built, but it must not rely on human hands."

Maslow couldn't agree, "Are you sure?"

"I don't want to give anyone a chance to speak up." Louis stood up and looked down at Maslow, "Do you still remember what you taught me - 'Freedom is not free.' Freedom comes at a price. I always remember it, Professor." The muzzle of the black hole fell in front of Maslow.

Maslow froze for a few seconds, slowly showing an expression of enlightenment, but he was not intimidated by the muzzle of the gun, but instead asked solemnly: "Can I ask you... is it Gabriel who is holding the gun now? Or Louis? "

"Neither, or both." Louis stretched out his hand, "Hand over the control panel."

Maslow nodded, he didn't seem surprised, he calmly handed over the control panel in his hand, and said: "So...do you think that if you control me, you can control the resources in my hands? Don't forget your authority I still have it in my hand, even if there is no control panel, I can still control part of your system." He smiled, as if he just pointed out a problem in the student's homework, "Even if it is a word or a gesture, you will Losing control of yourself. I think you're overestimating your own abilities."

Louis smiled contemptuously, "I do have limited abilities, so I chose to find a helper."

The sound of loading sounded out of thin air, Maslow turned his head and saw another gun hole.He turned his head slightly and mouthed an 'oh', "Chen Zhen?"

Chen Zhen: "I think the current observer command system can't control two AIs at the same time, professor."

Maslow didn't speak, but spread his hands helplessly.

William, who was untied at some point, also came over. He glanced at Maslow, and then turned his head and sat in the driver's seat.

Louis turned back immediately, "Can you do it, Sentinel, this area is full of quantum star belts and mini wormholes."

"At least it's more familiar than you who have only been here a few times." William entered a string of coordinates on the screen without looking back, "This is your destination, isn't it?"

Louis' face suddenly became very exciting, "How do you know where it is?"

"You are not the only one who discovered that area. You have to know that in the past 30 years, there will always be some star thieves running around here." William glanced back intentionally or unintentionally. "Is there any legend? Those star thieves seem to be I believe that after passing through the quantum star belt, there will be a god to save them."

Louis' face turned livid, his lips moved slightly, and if he listened carefully, he could hear a series of curses.

The miniature ship was advancing at a high speed. Although it could be seen from the screen that the ship shuttled among various meteorites that occasionally appeared, the gravity system in the cabin firmly fixed them on the ground.

The atmosphere in the cockpit can be considered peaceful.

"You surprised me again, kid. I thought you wouldn't be on this side." Being pointed at by two guns, Maslow remained calm.While speaking, he glanced at Louis provocatively.

Louis immediately said, "What do you mean?"

"I really can't fully agree with Louis's approach." Chen Zhen said calmly, "But it doesn't mean that I will stand by your side."

Maslow raised his eyebrows slightly, motioning for Chen Zhen to continue.

Chen Zhen signaled Louis to calm down, and said: "According to your script, I should choose to escape, and then I will be caught by the alliance. No matter how I am treated, this will become a reason for war. Is that what you wrote? Use me as a fuse."

Before Maslow could answer, the miniship bumped for a while.With William's reminder, the three saw a huge planet appear on the screen.It is composed of half blue and half yellow, like a combination of blue star and Mars, and it shows an extremely unique and charming posture.

"It seems that you do have a good hole card, Louis." Maslow's tone was a little subtle.

Louis immediately looked bad, but was interrupted by Chen Zhen.

"You haven't answered my question yet, Professor."

"I did have this idea." Maslow admitted, "but I quickly vetoed it because I didn't want to lose you. Chen Zhen, you are special and precious to me, you are my child .”

If it was in the past, such words might have shaken him, but now, Chen Zhen only felt angry. He tried hard to hide his face, and gritted his teeth: "No, I am just a work in your heart. You changed the plan because You want me and William to kill each other!"

"Modern Romeo and Juliet." Louis mocked, "You are really good at using public opinion, Professor, I think you should become a screenwriter."

Chen Zhen looked coldly at the old man he once respected in front of him, looked at his traditional glasses, and a three-piece suit, he finally understood why a person standing at the forefront of cutting-edge technology would be so silent on tradition—he was indeed a Traditional scientists have the inherent arrogance of human beings: technology serves human beings, and AI also serves human beings.

"You can't blame me for all your struggles, Chen Zhen." Maslow argued. "I really, sincerely hope this has a happy ending for you."

He looked at William's back, and at this time William was parking the miniature ship on a sandy beach.The night was thick, the trees were rustling, and the wind and drizzle brushed the portholes.

Louis snorted coldly, "Don't listen to his nonsense." He took out the control panel and shook it, "Now, send an order to the fleet to transfer everyone to the third plane. I warn you first, don't play tricks. "

Louis held the control panel a dozen centimeters away from Maslow, so that Maslow could only reach it with his arms extended.

Maslow looked at Louis and didn't move. "You did set up a good game, Louis, but you know that doesn't mean you're going to win."

"What do you mean?" Louis squeezed the handle of the gun warily.

"3 vs. 1, I am indeed at an absolute disadvantage. Even if I control one of you and become 2 vs. 2, you are still sure of victory. However, the position is not static. It is affected by many factors. Sometimes , the change of position only takes a moment..."

As if in slow motion, Louis watched in disbelief as Chen Zhen slowly pointed the gun at himself. The surprise on Chen Zhen's face slowly dissipated in his empty eyes before it had time to emerge.

"Maslow!"

"do not move."

Louis yelled angrily, his whole face was wrinkled, his eyes were bloodshot, and his heart was burning with anger. He pulled the trigger with his fingers, and a force suddenly pressed him heavily to the ground, and his body hit the ground with a heart-pounding sound. The sound, the gun and the control panel all slipped to the normal level, Louis blushed, but couldn't move at all.

William: "I said, don't move."

Maslow stood up and tidied his crumpled coat slowly. He looked down at Louis, seemingly sympathetic, contemptuous, or just looking at a speck of dust. He announced in a low voice: "Checkmate." Pick up the control panel that fell to the side, and connect it to the console.The progress bar was read quickly, the original control interface was covered, and the dialog box jumped out.

An anxious voice sounded, it was Zhou Yan, "Professor, are you okay? Your starship..."

"I'm fine, I'm just delayed by a small matter." Maslow interrupted Zhou Yan, and ordered: "Calculate my route immediately, I don't want to waste any more time."