[Quick Transmigration] A report on the adaptation of an AI to society

The AI ​​continued: "Everyone, please cooperate with my inspection. It only takes a few minutes, a few minutes. The pain and chaos are short-lived. We will usher in a more peaceful and safer future."

The captain's roar rushed out from the background: "You crazy data! I'm going to blast your mainframe into a pile of coke with a laser! Coke! I'm now..."

After a burst of electrical crackling, there was a calm voice from the AI: "Now let's start, everyone please stay calm."

Needless to say, your respected captain should have already turned into ashes in his own mouth.

You calmly grab the handle on the wall, because next the unprofessional makeshift repairman will pull the brakes on the engine for repairs, the gravity system powered by the nuclear engine will be shut down, and the artificial chain that keeps you firmly on the floor will stop. Therefore, the gravity will disappear immediately, replaced by the centrifugal force generated by the spacecraft's rotation. The lost power spacecraft is no different from a wandering meteorite, and can only slide on the orbit by inertia.

In an instant, everything was lifted up, the water flow of the fountain was balled up, the delicate flowers and plants were uprooted together with the soil particles, and the air became a breathable ocean of abundance.People flick their limbs awkwardly in mid-air to avoid floating obstacles—after all, the quality of these seemingly light things is not lacking at all, but there are also special cases: like Lois in the corner panicking Press her floating skirt.The guard was rolling around like a tumbleweed, but still doing his job, waving his gun and trying to maintain order: "No accidents! Everyone, no accidents! Stay calm! The Holy Spirit of the universe, there will be no accidents!"

In an instant, under the inertial rotation of the spaceship, the chain of gravity returned, but the direction was the ceiling—everything was thrown towards the curved dome by the centrifugal force, and there were screams one after another amidst the mess of dust, just like a tornado passing through.

You let go and step on the ceiling along the invisible hand of centrifugal force.

The people who were thrown into the trash hadn't reacted yet, and someone suddenly shouted: "Hey! Our AI has rebelled, it is repairing the engine now, and has no time to spy on us, this is really exciting! Let's escape from prison Bar!"

This sentence was like a spark thrown into the woodpile. The prisoners cheered, completely abandoning the admonitions and teachings they had received along the way, forgetting the Holy Spirit of the universe on their heads, and began to slap in a chaotic manner. One person picked up on the ceiling The laser gun shot the guard in the head, and used the laser as fireworks.

"Go away, idiot!" The red-haired Owen kicked away, grabbed the gun and fired at the crowd in a large scale. This frenzied party immediately turned into a slaughterhouse, and countless heads looked like berries under the laser light. The same thing exploded, and the pirate troops who had been prepared for a long time began to slaughter on purpose. You pressed against the wall and covered yourself with layers of dead bodies.

Pirate units are as effective as ever, and even with your ingrained stereotypes about such an organization (part Imperial orthodoxy, part Owen), you can't help but admire their unique methods and tactics.

They ruthlessly executed every prisoner who refused to surrender, demolished facilities that might pose a threat, and searched for all weapons and deadly guns to arm themselves. With the bloody massacre, the area they controlled was gradually expanded, and it was likely to win the final victory.

But it is only "very likely" that the limit is close to success.

Because during the gravity reversal process just now, a container containing deadly spores in a certain hidden laboratory was smashed, and these strange life forms collected from unmanned corners of outer space will immediately parasitize the nearest people and infect them through spores. One terrifying and powerful "Cronenberg-like monster" after another.

Whether you have a Roman nose or a Greek nose, in the end you will only have a huge head with a huge mouth squeezed, and densely protruding sarcomas on the limbs, and the host’s human body characteristics may still remain—— A leg or something would remain in the tentacles full of suckers.They are greedy and cruel, driven by the killing instinct to harvest life, and this monster has a piercing howl that can penetrate the vacuum, making any self-esteemed soprano feel ashamed.

Obviously, this kind of alien is not suitable for a love that spans light years, they are too inconsistent with human aesthetics.

The large army of pirates began to attack the bridge, and the rest were divided into several parts to search for possible living humans. You felt the approaching footsteps of these butchers, and suddenly a strange shape broke through the floor of the square, writhing its huge body and squeezed out of the gap.It squirmed and rushed towards the remaining pirate troops. The brave pirates were scared out of their wits by this scene and fled in all directions.You didn't have time to avoid it, and your ears were buzzing under the screams of aliens. Obviously, these howls are not meaningless. To a certain extent, too powerful sound waves can even assimilate the natural frequencies of human organs, thus using resonance Turn people into puddles of meat.

In less than a few seconds, the alien monsters occupied the pirates' territory, and began to follow their instincts to move towards the carbon dioxide accumulation area. To be honest, they are good at mathematics, because these monsters can directly lift everything in front of them according to the principle of the shortest straight line between two points. Obstacles (regardless of funds and costs), arbitrarily dug a road.

Clearly, this isn't an AI uprising anymore, but a cheesy space alien invasion drama.

You dodge the alien spreading tentacles awkwardly, you don't like this method at all and rarely use it because even if you can easily blood wash everything with this horrible creature, you will have a hard time dealing with these self-inflicted monsters in the end , the general ending is that before you have time to open the escape pod, these brainless saboteurs have already blown up the spaceship to pieces in advance, and the space police don't care about this kind of thing.

Without the patrolling pirates, you quickly got up and rushed to the exit. The monster immediately noticed you, and a soft limb covered in foul-smelling mucus twitched and patted you. Boneless arms pinned to the ground, then tumbling into the hallway, tapping keys before the tentacle breaks free from the pegs and grabs at your heels, the menacing limp limb snapped by the tightening crack of the door.The monster bumped against the door panel unwillingly, and the corridor kept shaking under the impact again and again. You wiped away the blood splattered on the side of your face, and kicked away the still writhing tentacles at your feet.

"Cyril." Suddenly a person stretched out his hand, crying and grabbing the corner of your clothes, and you turned your head impatiently.

It's Lois.

Lois moved out of the corner, his blond hair scrambled, his moist brown eyes like a frightened fawn, "What are those things? They're going to kill everybody! What to do, Cyril, we What should I do?" He choked up and asked you, trembling all over.

You sighed and held him backhand, "Follow me closely."

You grab Lois to find a safer place, and comfort him by pressing on his shoulder: "Lois, don't come out, it's messy here, you have to protect yourself before this."

"No! Don't leave!" Lois hugged your arms tightly in panic, raised his head and begged: "Don't leave me, don't! Cyril, let's wait for this to end together, I'm really scared..."

It can only end with you, because you started it.

And he has nothing to do with you.

You push away Lois's stiff fingers, and try to be as gentle as possible: "Okay, Lois, be obedient."

"No..." Lois shook his head, his slender hands were like iron hoops, preventing you from moving even a bit.

You pursed your lips and said, "Lois, I have a brother named Joshua, and I love him so much, so now I need to get out, I need to find a way to escape, because I want to go back to Joshua." By Shuya's side, do you understand? Do you understand!" In the end, your voice was unconsciously raised, and your hands were clenched into fists, almost scolding.

Lois opened his eyes wide, opened his mouth weakly, his protruding eyeballs trembled a few times, and slowly let go of his hands.

You didn't say anything, and immediately turned your head and walked away after getting the release permission. Behind you, Lois seemed to have lost his life, with his head buried deeply, and you couldn't see his expression clearly in the shadows.But you don't have time to take care of this inmate's emotions. Time is a finely tuned gear, and there can't be even a single millisecond difference. And you have wasted too much time on this unexpected babysitting task. You are usually not so kind. .

an accident.

Yes, there will be no surprises, any surprises beyond your expectations.

You stop abruptly, realizing that every time before this there was no sudden appearance of Lois, no pleas from him, you should have gone straight to the target, all fluid and natural, like a smooth curve.

You unconsciously turned your head to look at Lois, who was quietly huddled in the corner, his thin figure engulfed in darkness.

illusion.

Must be an illusion.

It's just a small accident. It should be your unintentional extra choice that accidentally caused this branch, so it's not a problem.

You shake off your doubts and pick up the lost time by picking up the pace.

You dug out what you wanted on the messy ceiling of the workshop, a mechanical grapple, and a half-old Gauss rifle with only half the power remaining.You sprint down the hallway (on the ceiling) with your gun, clearing out any movable objects you come across, and grab the top of the infirmary door to climb over—you're stepping on the ceiling, after all.

The doctor was sitting in a mess of instruments, and his mask shook when he saw you, "You are here, are you looking for this?" He shook the remote control in his hand, "It was rescued from under the first mate's stomach, and I almost missed it just now. It was squashed."

You shook your head and said: "No, this time I want to change the method. I was too impatient last time. This time, let's give this child more room to play - after all, I don't want to face so many alien creatures alone, doctor, sir. Is the vice president still there?"

"Oh, it's still there. The whole eyeball is there." The doctor rummaged around and threw a jar over. You caught it just in time, and sure enough there was an eyeball suspended in the transparent liquid.

The doctor is leaning against the wall, his voice is far away: "Go, take care of yourself." The mask makes his voice dull and weird, but you still know the concern.

He said that every time, but unfortunately, you still died unexpectedly every time.

What a meaningless sentence.

But you still laughed and replied, "Okay."

The author has something to say:

The saved manuscript is gone, I really found myself a hard job