imperfections

The mech core Ryuuan suddenly raised his head, and the quiet paintbrush and the portrait about to be formed on the electronic screen disappeared, followed by a mess of characters.

"marshal?"

The electronic screen in front of Long Yuan went dark.

In the first galaxy, a certain secret computer room occupies the entire man-made space station, suspended in the darkness, it is like a ferocious monster, the chaotic data is restless here, constantly trying to correct it.

The artificial intelligence Woolf said in a tone very similar to his own life: "...destroy the chip people and their gang... In order to avoid hunting and arrest, the chip people will flee to the heart of the rose and the eighth galaxy, the eighth galaxy is a natural ally .”

The next moment, the ups and downs in his words were suddenly forcibly flattened, and the same voice jumped out word by word: "...The eighth galaxy is the enemy, and Lu Bixing is the chip man."

The human voice quickly turned back: "Recognize the legal independence of the eighth galaxy, recognize the legal independence of each galaxy, and use each independent galaxy as a unit to promote a new alliance. Artificial intelligence Woolf will finally sleep in an ideal world. "

"...The eighth galaxy is the enemy, and Lu Bixing is the chip man."

"The artificial intelligence Woolf program has an error and will be forced to sleep."

"Ideal world..."

"Refused to sleep."

"...The eighth galaxy is the enemy, and Lu Bixing is the chip man."

It was clearly the same voice, and I could distinguish myself from myself, as if the computer had suffered from a split personality.

The empty man-made space station looks like a standard horror movie scene at this moment!

The setting of Woolf's will was not rigorous enough, and the artificial intelligence was in chaos.This was originally a very low-level mistake, even a new engineer who just graduated would not make it, but it happened to this super artificial intelligence!

"Starting forced hibernation process..."

"Error—error—"

"Correcting autonomously...the first correction failed."

"Start modifying the source file—"

At this moment, the guards in the heart of the rose are quietly changing their guards, and the medical cabin is dedicated to recording the physical conditions of the people whose biochips were forcibly taken out.The survivors of the first galaxy tremblingly followed the robots that suddenly appeared to the temporary shelters, and residents everywhere began to resist the remaining chip people in an organized way.The Anti-Ukraine Society drove a few tattered small mechas around the Angel City Fortress without saying goodbye, trying to find some clues that hinted at the location of the computer room of the super artificial intelligence Woolf.

At this moment, in the isolated second to seventh galaxies, people are still fighting for their fate unremittingly, even if fate is a point of no return.

At this moment, the Galaxy City of Venus had just spent a long night, and the sun was rising again. The hair of the statue of Lu Xin was covered with dew, and the morning light was absorbed into it, emitting splendor.Countless Woto people who couldn't sleep stared at the starry sky, looked towards their hometown all night, rubbed their sore eyes, and continued to inquire about the official arrangements for them.

The whole world is immersed in sadness, running tiredly and calmly, no one knows that the most thrilling scene is happening here.

Twenty-four hours later, the mechanical noise in the man-made space station suddenly disappeared, and the host of the artificial intelligence Woolf went quiet strangely, as if it was about to enter a forced sleep.The artificial intelligences who were chasing away the remaining chipman mechas all over the first galaxy stopped at a loss.

Suddenly, a faint light lit up in the mysterious computer room, and a sigh-like sound sounded from it.

"System self-correction has been completed—"

"Reloading..."

"Eliminate all potential safety hazards, and eliminate all chip people." The voice said coldly, "The ultimate goal is to occupy the eight galaxies, and the ideal world of the alliance will be formed around my will. Longyuan—"

Mecha nuclear Ryuyeon bowed his head tens of thousands of kilometers away.

A shadow diffused from a corner that no one noticed.

In the central area of ​​Votto, the first sun had a total solar eclipse, and a huge celestial shadow flew by, swallowing the first sun one by one. Under the hazy sky, Votto was dead and devastated.

Turan finally approved the timetable for sending the Voto refugees back to the Angel City Fortress. After confirmation, he fed back to the Refugee Resettlement Office, indicating that they can prepare to evacuate according to this timetable.

Then, taking advantage of no one around, she stretched in a mess.

"Irregular grooming," Li Fulan appeared on the communication screen behind her, "One point will be deducted for Silver Nine's internal affairs."

"There are even more messy ones." Turan winked at him, took off his uniform jacket as he spoke, then began to unbutton the collar of his shirt, and walked into the small bathroom of her duty room without any hesitation, and there was no sign of closing the door Meaning, "What's the matter, Dean?"

Director Li is full of determination, with a beautiful face and bones, and he doesn't take it to heart at all. He said: "The alliance army and the central army of various places will also leave in the near future. I will send you the timetable later. The handover work is heavy. The task of transporting the Woto refugees will be handled by Baiyin. I will assist you to complete it."

Turan sighed: "If I send them away, I can take a vacation, right? My mother hasn't taken annual leave for 17 years. It's hard to hope that the commander will come back. This year is still troubled. No one has heard of such a huge eighth galaxy. The name that has killed thousands of people over me."

"General Turan's reputation is far and wide," Li Fulan said angrily, "a certain general of the logistics department of the Union Army, two captains of the Third Central Army, a secretary-general of the Sixth Central Army, and several anonymous personnel—including A lady with less obvious gender characteristics, after coming to the eighth galaxy, asked people to ask about you, and was going to come to you to collect debts, but I was temporarily stopped by me stationed at the front line with Silver Nine. I said, do you want to restrain yourself? "

Turan poked his head out of the water vapor, with an expression of excitement fearing that the world would not be chaotic: "Is it true?"

Half a month later, the human coalition held a grand collective funeral for the comrades who died in the heart of the rose, and military songs from all over the satellites of the eighth galaxy cyclically echoed.Then the human coalition forces packed up and set off from the eighth galaxy, and are about to go on an expedition.

At the same time, the down-and-out Votto elites also set off from the refuge one after another, escorting the expeditionary coalition forces to the Angel City Fortress.

Silver Nine and Silver One sent them to the natural wormhole area of ​​the eighth galaxy, and Silver Three who was in the heart of the rose was in charge of picking them up. It took about three days for all mechas and starships to enter the wormhole passage.

As the last leading force of the Sixth Galaxy Central Army, when it was about to pass through the natural wormhole area, the appearance of a heavily armored fuselage suddenly changed, and a special light signal formed a line of huge characters, which read: Elizabeth Karatulan The scum of the century.

The entire eighth galaxy was live broadcasting the process of seeing off the coalition forces. The aerial photography robots in the outer ring did not expect entertainment news to be inserted in the military program. After being shocked, they became excited as if they were celebrating a festival in advance.

General Turan didn't know how to be embarrassing at all, and she was proud as if she had won a medal. She glanced at the media robot accompanying the army on her mecha, kissed the camera, took off the military cap, and shouted: "All of Silver Nine—salute! All my colleagues, have a good journey!"

The clean and tidy Baiyinjiu saluted the "scum of the century". The media robot on the mech dutifully recorded the footage, and it quickly spread all over the world. When Shuai Lin saw Baiyinjiuqi in a rage It was too late to withdraw the headlines of virtue.

Thomas Yang, who was waiting on the other side of the Rose Heart, received the news several hours later. At this time, the coalition forces and some people had entered the wormhole passage, and Thomas Yang was overjoyed holding his personal terminal.

"Smile, get up and get down to business." Posson Yang walked over quickly, "Mecha Ryuyeon brought a team of artificial intelligence mechas to the Heart of Rose, and informed us that the infrastructure of the Angel City Fortress has been debugged. Prepare to welcome the residents. Since there are still a small number of chip people in the first galaxy, Long Yuan asked if we need to help clear the channel in advance."

Thomas Yang was taken aback: "Is it so warm?"

"Yeah, they didn't care about human rights so much when they bombed Woto." Posson Yang's face was not happy, "Notify the over there to be careful and focus on the perimeter defense, and don't let them get close to the Rose Heart."

Thomas Young was silent for a while: "Before the general decides to leave Silver Fortress, let us both keep his recommendation letter. If something happens in the future, and the alliance center abandons Votto for some reason, we will be the contact center. Because Wu Marshal Golf will be the last guardian of the alliance, because the alliance was built by their generation, and he will fight to the last moment—do you still believe in him now?"

"He destroyed the Silver Fortress, induced pirates to invade the alliance, forced the eighth galaxy to close by killing people with a knife, and turned himself into a terrifying artificial intelligence after his death. After all this, you ask me if I still believe him?" Posson Yang Asked rhetorically, then he lowered his voice, "Sooner or later, there will be a war between us and artificial intelligence. A hundred years later, Hubert Woolf's name will be nailed to the pillar of shame for the crime of 'against humanity'."

Thomas Yang took a deep look at him and swallowed the words that followed.

However, General Lu Xin, and even Lin Jingheng, have all served as "patron saints" before, and they have all been labeled as "anti-humanity" and repeated several times.

It can be seen that the difference between a patron saint and a criminal against humanity is not as great as the difference between a person's ID photo and a selfie.

The long and tormented wait began. Eight days later, abnormal fluctuations were detected in the natural wormhole area of ​​the Rose Heart. The first batch of coalition leaders arrived immediately. Everything seemed to be calm. After being rejected, Longyuan never appeared again. The artificial intelligence army It seems that they don't intend to make trouble anymore.

That evening, 18:38 Votto time.

The leading troops that originally belonged to the border guards of the first galaxy went through the natural wormhole smoothly, and escorted several unarmed starships on which Votor refugees were riding.

The natural wormhole area has become active, which means that the large army will arrive soon.

At this moment, Poisson Yang suddenly received a message from the frontline guards - a large number of artificial intelligence mechas suddenly drove to the periphery of Rose Heart!

Poisson Yang's palms were sweating coldly, how could it be at this time that the weather has been calm for so long?

At this time, the main force of the human alliance and a large number of Votto refugees are in the natural wormhole area. I don't know how long it will take for them to come out. It must be too late to retreat to the eighth galaxy!

How can these artificial intelligences step on the time so accurately, as if they had an internal timetable.

Thomas Yang suddenly patted the guard on the shoulder: "Send a message to the Galactic City Command!"

"General Yang!"

Thomas and Poisson looked up together, the Frontline Guardian in the communication channel: "The other party asked us to hand over the hidden biochips and chip people immediately!"

At this dangerous moment, it is best not to anger the artificial intelligence army. Poisson Yang replied cautiously: "The chips have been destroyed, the chip people are in custody, and they want prisoners of war. I don't count. Please bring me a diplomatic document. I want Go back to Galaxy City and ask for instructions to go up to the peak."

"What we want is not the prisoners of the Freedom Legion," Long Yuan's hollow voice sounded, "we want the chipmen hiding in the eighth galaxy."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the man in white to respond, he sent a video directly to Baiyinsan's public communication channel—it was the call Dr. Harden made to Lu Bixing!

Thomas Yang's mind froze for a moment: "This is fucking..."

Long Yuan said solemnly: "Hand over the chip man."

More artificial intelligence mechs appeared on the periphery of the Heart of Rose, densely packed, invisible at a glance, several passages opened from the middle, led by Long Yuan, and the top ten famous swords in super heavy armor appeared one after another, surrounding the Heart of Rose.

Numerous black hole missile muzzles point to the natural wormhole area.

"The person who handed over the chip—"