The fake daughter-in-law holds the script of Long Aotian

"Why is there the Federation of Ten Thousand Stars here? Shouldn't it be the background of the novel? Is it a ghost thing created by the author to prevent the empire from dominating the world because it is too unrealistic and readers will throw rotten eggs at it?"

Shen Mian immediately sent dozens of 60s voice messages with extremely high content to the system.

The system replied flatly: "Isn't it bizarre enough that there are emperors, nobles, and superpower settings in the interstellar future?"

Shen Mian completely resigned to his fate and started wandering around in the small room.

The system opened a small window in the upper right corner of Shen Mian's field of vision and began to behave leisurely:

[Goal of this game:

1. Maintain the identity of the vest and avoid any abnormal behavior being noticed.

2. Explore, find the truth, answer random questions from the system, and get rewards if you answer them all correctly. 】

[Player Shen Mian searched the landing site. 】

The room is not big, only about ten square meters. A bed takes up less than half of it. It has pure white sheets and quilts. The rest are ordinary furniture such as tables and wardrobes. The whole room is clean and tidy, even the pens on the table are placed. Regular.

It looks like an ordinary little bedroom.

However, Shen Mian's intuition was not quite right.

When her figure was reflected in the mirror hanging at the door again, the strange feeling in Shen Mian's heart reached its peak.

You must know that the child in the mirror is only six or seven years old, which is when he is lively and energetic. The walls, floors and furniture in this room are all clean, and there are no signs of violence. It is basically impossible for a young child to live there for a long time. s room.

Either she is only here temporarily, or... there is something wrong with the so-called toddler.

Just when I thought of this, the system’s game report was updated:

[After investigation, player Shen Mian discovered an anomaly and urgently needs to search for clues to support his conjecture. 】

Shen Mian rolled her eyes. She took a rough look at the room and found no more problems, or in other words, all problems.

All the clothes in the wardrobe are the same gray and white striped pajamas. Other than that, all the plural items are exactly the same and are placed neatly and tightly together.

It seems like a model room found in some immersive storage videos.

After a brief hesitation, Shen Mian put his hand on the door handle.

It's safe to stay afloat, but if she doesn't know more about this place, let alone answer random questions from the system, even a small accident will put her in danger of falling off her horse.

"squeak--"

As Shen Mian gradually exerted force, a gap was slowly opened in the white metal door.

Nothing suddenly jumped out to attack.

She was slightly reassured.

The system’s game reporting is still lacking:

[Player Shen Mian has taken the first step to explore the world. If it was a horror survival game, he could save it and restart it now. Fortunately, we are not. 】

Before Shen Mian could roll her eyes again, she was stunned by the scene behind the door.

In the narrow corridor, a group of girls was passing in front of her.

They were all dressed in gray and white striped clothes, walking side by side in twos and twos, evenly spaced from front to back, and walking neatly. No one spoke, only the rustling of clothes.

They just walked to the other end of the corridor in silence.

If it hadn't been for a quick glance and they were not the same in appearance and height, Shen Mian might have been really frightened.

However, this situation itself is also very strange, okay?

For a group of kindergarten-age children to be able to march so quietly and orderly can no longer be said to be against their age, but simply against humanity.

[The player Shen Mian encountered an unexpected incident and faced a choice between joining the team or closing the door as naturally as possible. 】

If this bitch had a physical body, Shen Mian really wanted to give it a kick.

however.

A girl passed in front of Shen Mian, her progress was not slow at all, but Shen Mian heard:

"Why don't you follow the instructions?"

[Player Shen Mian encounters identity doubt for the first time, please use your intelligence to resolve the problem at hand. 】

I will dissolve your dam!

Shen Mian immediately put on a lively expression that was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes, and uttered a question "Huh?" in a sleepy and vague way, as if he had just woken up or was sleepwalking.

Don't ask, asking means eating people under the covers and losing consciousness.

However, Shen Mian was not proud yet.

As soon as he finished speaking, all the girls in the corridor paused for an instant.

They turned around together, their sideways movements were the same, as if they were being measured and restrained by an invisible ruler.

They stared at Shen Mian expressionlessly, with the same indifference and emptiness shining in their completely different eyes.

The system didn't mind seeing the excitement, and a few lines of text popped up in the small window:

[Task: Maintain the identity of the vest without being noticed. It has failed. Players are requested to keep trying. 】

【Dang Dang Dang! The system will randomly ask questions, please answer within five minutes. 】

[Question [-]: Who is ‘you’? 】

who am I?

who I am? !

Shen Mian really wanted to give it a big mouth!

Good guy, whose system put a vest on the host and put it on the robot!

Why don't you push me onto a cat?

Shen Mian's clues were revealed for a second, the absolutely consistent and neat movements, and the strange room with no trace of habitation, there was only one possibility, that is, everyone present was not human.

In other words, was Shen Mian stuffed into a robot production and processing base in the Federation of Ten Thousand Stars by the system and turned into a robot?

How can you pretend to be this? How can this be installed?

Shen Mian really wanted to scold the system for being good at it...wait, the system is pretending to be artificial intelligence, this is a professional counterpart.

Forcibly suppressing the enthusiastic complaints in his head, Shen Mian hurriedly searched for a way out of the predicament, and then desperately found that his head was empty.

If humans could still use coercion and inducement, what would they say to robots:

"Pretending to be deaf and mute, V, you have two energy batteries?"

All the robots still turned and stared at her motionless.

Shen Mian was really afraid that they would pounce on her instantly and execute her on the spot, or simply destroy her because they thought she was infected with a virus.

Robots have no human rights!

The situation is deadlocked and the situation is urgent.

Shen Mian waved her little fleshy hand in the vest. If the power was still there, she would have activated it by now. It's all the system's fault. It's so troublesome!

The unconscious system is still annoying:

[There are two minutes left in the countdown, please answer, who is "you"? 】

I am your mother, I am so great. I have raised you so much, but you are still disobedient...

At the critical moment, a certain BGM began to play in Shen Mian's mind.

Stop singing! !

Before Shen Mian could answer, the "girl" closest to her position increased her body rotation and faced Shen Mian face to face.

The girl's eyes were still inorganic and indifferent, but Shen Mian observed that there was a flash of blue light in her eyes.

"Hello."

Shen Mian heard a voice.

The female voice had no ripples at all, only an inorganic and mechanical feel.

The system pops up again to find a sense of presence: [One minute countdown, please answer, who is "you"? 】

The words "I am a robot" that Shen Mian was about to say instantly disappeared from the tip of her tongue. She looked at the robot girl in front of her in disbelief.

At this time, she realized that whether it was the question that exposed her voice or the mechanical greeting now, the source of the sound was not from the robot in front of her.

——But it comes from the bottom of her heart, the depth of her spirit.

It is not heard with the ears, but felt together.

If she were a robot, there seemed to be nothing wrong with this method of communication. Compared with words that could cause misunderstandings, communicating with wireless signals was more efficient and convenient.

However, Shen Mian always felt something was wrong.

Not using words but communicating through empathy...it sounds familiar.

[Countdown is 30 seconds, please answer, who is "you"? 】

Shen Mian recited her original answer in her heart: "'I' am a robot..."

Then he paused suddenly.

There is indeed a race that can achieve sympathetic communication regardless of distance through the spiritual network of the race.

However, this is the Federation of Ten Thousand Stars, the kingdom of mankind...

At this point, she directly asked the being controlling the girl: "Who are you?"

The system anxiously urged: [Submit the answer? 】

The synthesized voice of a toddler calmly replied:

"The question is too vague to identify the true intention. Four possible answers have been provided for you:"

"Product id: Padparadscha."

"Nature: Artificial Intelligence."

The system's urgings follow like a shadow: [10 seconds countdown, do you want to submit your answer? 】

The mechanical sound deep in the spirit is like an ensemble:

"Initial Purpose: Only Host."

The only...host...

The professor’s words in class seemed to reappear in Shen Mian’s ears:

"He is the only mother and the leader of the tribe."

Shen Mian's face was expressionless, as if a thin layer of ice had formed on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. He revealed the final answer to the mystery in a cold and calm voice: "'I' am a robot... and also a Zerg."

She added silently in her mind:

In other words, the Zerg are robots.

Answered.

The mechanical voice is also giving the final answer: "Humans usually call me -"

Shen Mian closed his eyes and said in unison with the voice:

"Insect mother."

"You are the insect mother."

The end comes as expected:

[The answer has been submitted. Congratulations to the player for the correct answer. 】

Shen Mian closed her eyes, unable to describe the complexity of her mood.

When he first learned about the Zerg, Shen Mian felt the inconsistency in the settings of this ethnic group.

There will always be superiority and inferiority within the animal group, let alone a rational and intelligent race.

Moreover, why their spirits can merge and connect, producing many magical effects: communication that ignores distance, concentrated power attacks, [overwriting] that can instantly switch strengths...

The nature of mental power varies greatly between different people. Even if you just use the mental power network to communicate and detect, it will take several months to get used to it with your teammates with the help of mechas.

But they can completely ignore individual differences and become one.

This can of course be explained by "racial superiority", but... could it be that there is no difference among all of them, just a mass-produced product, a robot whose production is controlled by a "host" and has no individual will?

Could it be that the entire Zerg race is just a conspiracy of an artificial intelligence named "Host"?

Shen Mian thought:

The Zerg are an army of robots, and the Mother Zerg is an artificial intelligence.

With this bizarre background setting, I always feel that the author was not in his right mind when writing the article.

Who named them Zerg? This is so misleading!

Moreover, the black-haired boy had a cold expression.

This is the Federation of Ten Thousand Stars, the only legal human government besides the Empire!

Zerg production and processing bases are opened right under your nose.

What about the Empire?

The system is particularly in need of a beating today:

[The player successfully passed the unexpected event "Zerg March" and learned one of the Zerg's deepest secrets. He also learned that there was actually a Zerg base hidden somewhere in the Federation of Ten Thousand Stars. 】

[Player Shen Mian is full of worries and questions, so please continue to explore the truth. 】

【Dang Dang Dang! The system randomly asks questions again, please answer within five minutes:]

[Note that this question is difficult, and the answer error within 20% is considered correct. 】

[Question [-]: How many humans are still alive in the Federation of Ten Thousand Stars now? 】

Shen Mian's heart skipped a beat.

The meaning behind this question is chilling.

If it was just the Zerg that secretly built a production base, there would be no need to conflict with humans, and there would be no survivors.

But what if their purpose goes beyond that?

What if...their stage of accumulating strength has ended long ago, and it's time to reap the results?

Could it even be that now that they have finished harvesting, the Federation of Ten Thousand Stars has become a dead zone?

The girl opposite her was still looking at her quietly, as if waiting for her to say something.

Shen Mian thought, since the insect mother was very happy to answer her identity, it would be better to ask her directly.

"How many humans are alive in the Federation of Ten Thousand Stars now?"

There is basically no ambiguity in this question.

Padparadscha answered directly without any hesitation:

"The [Federation of Ten Thousand Stars] civilization was completely included 132 years ago."

The bad premonition became stronger, and the black-haired boy looked at her in shock.

Padparadscha's voice did not pause at all:

"The current number of survivors is: 0"

[The answer has been submitted. Congratulations to the player for the correct answer. 】

[The player successfully passed the emergency event "First Meeting with the Insect Mother" and learned the fact that no one in the Federation of Ten Thousand Stars survived. 】

[Player Shen Mian's heart is filled with fear and shock. 】

[Then please continue to explore the truth! 】

【Dang Dang Dang! An additional question from the system appears. There is no time limit for this question:]

[Final question: Please describe your relationship with the insect mother]

Shen Mian was keenly aware of it the moment this line of text popped up.

The description in the question this time is [you], not ["you"].

There is no doubt that the system is asking about the relationship between Shen Mian himself and the insect mother, not this little vest who suddenly lost his horse.

The question that the Zerg on the field kept repeating before it died echoed in Shen Mian's mind:

"Do you want to modify the administrator's running permissions, user **?"

This sudden question made Shen Mian confused at the time, but under the premise that "the insect mother is artificial intelligence", everything had a reason.

She tried to answer: "I am the administrator of the host and the user of the host?"

[Correct, but not comprehensive. Players are asked to continue exploring and get all the points. 】

What is the identity relationship between humans and artificial intelligence?

"...I am the creator of 'Paparadscha'?"