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

Lois gave a low cough, propped up his body, a little at a loss.

what happened?

Lois pressed his neck in a daze, and suddenly stopped. He suddenly put his left hand in front of his eyes, and there was nothing on his slender hand.

No, no, how could there be no?Lois clutched his wrists, trembling all over.

Where, where?

Brother, I'm in the lab.

There is a line of delicate characters on the palm of the hand, deeply penetrated into the winding palm lines.

"Loy," murmured Lois, standing up unsteadily, "brother is here, brother is here..."

Lois crashed into the laboratory, and his Lois hung quietly in the light, glowing with a mild matt light.Roy's expression was soft as usual, with slightly curly long hair hanging down the side of his face, and brown eyes staring at his beloved brother.

brother.

Help me, brother.Roy lowered her face, her expression plunged into darkness, and she wept silently.I was taken away by someone, save me quickly, I want to return to you, I belong to you, brother.

Lois stumbled onto the laboratory table, lifted the petri dish and threw it on the ground, the ring disappeared with the shattering of the dish, he knelt down and frantically searched for the fragments, the crystal stuck into his palm, the sharp The edge sliced ​​through his thin skin, and blood and culture fluid were mixed together.

How can you do this!You... you murderer!Roy picks up shards of glass and stabs his beloved brother for... for another.

Roy looked at his elder brother in fear, and shouted hoarsely: Get out, get out!Let my soul be seized by demons, and not in your hands!

"Loy..." Lois slumped on the floor covering his face, crying and laughing.

Brother, I am in Owen's hands, I am on the verge of destruction, and I am waiting for you in the endless void.

Roy smiled. Wearing her favorite white dress, she leaped briskly into the darkness. The light ending sound lingered in Royce's ears, bewitching Loyce's mind.

"Loy," Lois chewed the name painfully, "Roy."

You broke into the bridge, and the pirates have made a mess here. The decorative dome originally connected to the camera outside the spacecraft has been shot into a colander, and the bridge only relies on the fluorescent screen of the main console to dispel the darkness.Mechanical parts and corpses were scattered all over the ground. Most people on the spaceship had already met the Holy Spirit of the universe. The surviving captain knelt down under Owen’s gun, curling up his fat body desperately. Dodges the dreaded bullets like a giant worm.When he saw you, he straightened up excitedly, waved his arms and shouted: "Cyril, please save me, for the empire, for the empire!" Owen squinted at you, kicking the captain who was full of loyalty to the empire Kick it away and walk towards you slowly, whistling.

You raised your gun and pointed it warily at the red-haired man in front of you. Owen didn't take it seriously, and approached you step by step until the muzzle of the gun touched his forehead.

Owen loosened his neck and said in a frivolous tone: "It seems that I have underestimated you. You have good marksmanship, little chicken, what are you going to do now? Judge me, a vicious pirate, or give my last breath for the empire?"

You turned cold and said in a serious tone, "I'm just doing what I should do, Owen."

Owen raised his eyebrows, and raised his hand to brush the long hair on his forehead, "Oh, really? It's so righteous, I'm about to be moved to tears, ouch, I'm always so sentimental." The pirate next to him Laughing, laughing jostling you.

"Well, Messenger of Justice," Owen smiled and threw away the gun in his hand, spreading his empty hands towards you, "Throw down your weapon, let's have a fair duel, if you win, I will accept it voluntarily." How about all the punishments you deserve?"

You pursed your lips and slowly lowered the gun. Owen watched your movements with a smile, and lightly hit the ground with the tip of his shoe.

You throw your gun and put on a fighting stance at him, Owen also tore open his neckline and punched you.You cross your arms to block, but Owen's fist misses and you take a hard blow to the back.You slammed into the wall with a muffled grunt, and the humming of eardrums was mixed with malicious laughter. You coughed while pressing your chest, and the smell of blood rushed into your nasal cavity.

"Little cutie, this is your last lesson—never trust an evil pirate." Owen's voice fell from the top of his head, hitting your eardrum hard.

"Oh, no, this face is really familiar - I remembered, isn't this the knight of the night, Major Cyril Cass, who is incoherent in talent and beauty in the empire?"

Owen walked over with crisp footsteps, raised your jaw with the toe of his shoe, and said in a disgustingly exaggerated tone, "Ah, I remember you, Major Cass, the unique military genius in the empire, honor There are too many to count—the same is true for admirers, you are also a lovely opponent to bad people, but now you have fallen to such a point, why, do you still want to work for the country that abandoned you now? Like that fat pig said of: For the empire? Haha!" There was a burst of canned laughter from around.

"I don't do it for anything." You said, this is the truth, you have discarded your memories except "escape", maybe you once felt pain or anger that you were abandoned by the country you were loyal to, but now these are all It's meaningless, turned into a vague judgment on an information card, and you don't need to waste brain capacity on these things.

You said, and gently popped out the ring stuck in the palm of your hand.The small silver ring rolled to Owen's feet, and the diamond facets reflected faint light, "What is this?" Owen raised his eyelids and bent down to pick up the ring.

You put on a panicked expression—even though all your efforts have only changed the curvature of the corner of your mouth by 1m^-1, you prop up your body and grab Owen's clothes, "No! Give me back the ring!"

Owen raised his eyebrows, rubbing the ring between his fingers, and the corner of his mouth curved into a naughty arc, "Oh, is this trash important to you?"

"It's Lois's, it's Lois' life," you say, "Lois can't lose the ring."

Owen suddenly realized, "So it's so important, what will happen if I don't return it to Lois?"

"You'd better give it back to him, Owen."

"Is this a threat?" Owen looked down at you with his arms crossed, and you replied, "This is advice, you cannot bear the result."

"Then I'm waiting for the terrible consequences, you son of a bitch." Owen laughed loudly, squatting halfway in front of you, slowly putting the ring on the little finger under your gaze, with great interest watching your expression change.

It's not my fault then, I tried to warn you after all, you think.

Owen had had enough, clapped his hands and stood up, and ordered coldly: "Finish him."

A pirate raises a lasgun at you, and you play dead lying on the ground in the debris and dust of the explosion, thankfully no one has the leisure to give you another shot.

Owen walked back to the main console, cursing the speed of supporting the son of a bitch all the way, and the pirate next to him submissively comforted his irritable boss, for fear that this madman would send everyone a bullet if he got upset.You tightly closed your eyelids, enduring the smell of burnt and blood lingering in your nose, until the sound of hurried footsteps and gunshots reached your ears from the other side of the floor.

"Loy, Roy..." Lois fell to the ground, clutching the bleeding wound on his body, his face was ashen as dead.He raised his head, his pupils were dilated, "Owen, give me back Roy, give me back Roy..."

Owen turned his head irritably, and shouted, "You idiots, such a bastard can be let in!"

"Boss, he's looking for Roy," one said.

"Loy?" Owen frowned, and then stretched out, "Oh——I remember, this is it, isn't this your Roy?" Owen spread his five fingers, shaking them in Lois' sight, Lois opened his chapped lips, his eyes rolled stiffly, "Loy, my Roy, give it back to me, give it back to me..." Lois stood up, his thin body trembling unceasingly.

Owen smiled slightly, took off the ring and put it in front of Lois's eyes, "Oh, give it back to you? Yes, you can get it yourself."

Lois rushed forward, Owen took a step back and threw the ring to the opposite side. One pirate hurriedly threw away his gun to catch it, and then threw it into the hands of the next person. The pirates played with Lois like a dog, and finally the ring It was passed back to Owen. He threw the ring in his hand and smiled at the embarrassed Lois, as if he was not facing an opponent, but a bug.

Lois's chest heaved rapidly, he stared at Owen, and rushed up like a desperate beast, "Give me back, Roy!"

There was a muffled gunshot.

Owen put down his gun, showing a slightly joking expression, "No, chat."

Lois was slapped against the wall by the impact, and most of his head was wiped out under the dazzling laser light. Brain and blood splashed out, staining the original delicate face, and the brain matter slowly squirmed in the incomplete skull.Lois slowly rolled his protruding eyeballs, imprinted the red-haired pirate on his pupils, and his voice became weird and hoarse: "Give me back, Roy..."

This time Owen frowned and stepped back slowly, signaling everyone to be alert.Lois walked towards Owen, and with his frantic pace, the joints of his whole body kept ringing. In almost a microsecond, this thin figure exploded into a huge ugly monster. Lois's damaged face was trapped in the soft body. , with brown eyes still staring straight ahead, it roared and threw itself at Owen, its fat tentacles swung wildly and shattered everything it touched.

This turn of events shocked people, you jumped up while the pirate reacted, strangled the neck of the nearest person, pulled out the metal fragment embedded in the arm, quickly cut off his trachea and screamed.But these subtle noises still attracted the attention of others. The furious pirates raised their guns and aimed at you. You twitched the corners of your mouth, threw the corpse between your arms to the crowd, and picked up the gun to shoot wildly.You use the firepower to hide behind Lois's sprawling limbs, and calmly look for the enemies hiding behind the overwhelming lasers. Pirates fall to the ground with the sound of the trigger, and the laser firepower is weakened.Before you could breathe a sigh of relief, you saw a burly man carrying a heavy gun barrel towards you. You cursed and quickly fell to the ground. Even though Lois in front of you had suffered most of the impact of the explosion, you still Dazed by the aftermath of the explosion.

You braced yourself up and shot the big man who was busy reloading in the head, and then ruthlessly dealt with the rest of the mess.

Lois brutally tore Owen into pieces, with a viscous roar rolling in his throat, rolling up bloody stumps and swinging them in the air, the red-haired pirate's dead head rolled in front of you, and you kicked it away neatly , striding towards the main console.

The captain stuffed his fat body under the table, and when he saw you coming, he immediately rolled and slid to your feet, "Ah, dear major, thank you so much for taking care of these pirates, you are the glory of the empire, take advantage of that monster If you haven't noticed, let's run away!"

You raised the muzzle of the gun flat, and squeezed the trigger expressionlessly.

The captain slowly fell to the ground, his obsequious smile was frozen at the corner of his mouth by death.

"May the Holy Spirit of the universe bless you." You said coldly, stepped on his chubby body to the main console, and pressed the control button of the escape pod. The delirious Lois was still obsessed with the man who stole his dear sister. Wicked man, his stump was almost crushed into flesh.

You glanced at it, turned and left.

You calmly walked to the door of the escape hatch, and the silver-gray hatch opened to you, revealing the safe and warm inside.You gave up on the idea of ​​giving an acceptance speech, you just want to leave now, right away, without any surprises, and you can't wait to get this boring thing over.

But an accident still happened, you rolled your eyes while holding the joystick, "The door failed to open, the reason: the engine."

Sighing heavily at your misfortune, you jump out of the escape pod and run to the engine.

Next to the engine, Lois's bulky body twitched its tentacles occasionally, staring intently at the glowing blue engine, like a crude gothic statue.

"Are you fucking thinking about philosophy? Can you stay away from that outdated working fluid engine ①!" Holding the cutting sword you picked up on the way, you yelled at Lois irritably.

Lois turned his face slowly, and it said in a terrible deep voice: "My angel can't wait, she left me, anyway." You replied grumpily to this philosophical question: "Then you What to do, commit suicide?"

This monster ignores you, immersed in its own world, "I... I love Roy, but she loves others, I want to keep her, but it's all useless, useless, how can I tie a What about independent souls, ah, how stupid I am..."

Then this behemoth slowly crawls towards the core right under your nose.

A powerful wave of radiation forces you back, "Idiot! Can't you choose another way to kill yourself? Like throwing yourself into space! Damn... don't destroy the coil!"

You watch helplessly as that ugly piece of flesh rushes forward arbitrarily and destroys the delicate and huge engine in front of you. The magnetic field of the compressed plasma weakens, and the high-energy particles in the engine escape. There were bursts of tingling pain, and there was a precursor to radiation sickness. These particles are greedily robbing the electrons of your body cells.

It seems that this attempt came to nothing.

You use the remaining brain cells to think, let’s have a dream, you haven’t experienced this kind of brain activity for a long time, people always need alcohol or daydreams to numb themselves, so as to get rid of the cruel reality.

A: Dreams about exercises

B: Dream about prison

① Working medium engine: refers to changing the physical state of the working medium through the energy generated by the engine (internal combustion engine, etc.), so that the working medium is injected in the opposite direction, thereby obtaining forward propulsion.