Of course, the two puppets that Liliana created didn't have souls in them, but it wasn't because she couldn't do it. Although it was shockingly difficult to control souls, it was surprisingly easy to create a soul. Almost every person in the Life Divine System who could create life could easily create a soul in their creations, but Liliana didn't do that.
"Because if I gave them souls, they would be real life. I, the Pope, wouldn't let the children that I created die!" This was Liliana's explanation. Her face was resolute and righteous. To be honest, I didn't believe that Liliana could say such words at first. After all, Liliana was as dark as midnight most of the time. But after thinking about it carefully, perhaps it really came from the bottom of Liliana's heart. Although she looked like a person with a twisted personality, temperamental, and sometimes abnormally cruel, the other side of Liliana was an almost paranoid "lover." This kind of "lover" didn't mean that she was really compassionate. Instead, it meant that as the Pope of the Life Divine System, she had an extreme mentality of rewarding good and punishing evil. As long as a life was innocent, she would show extreme partiality, just like how she would show extreme cruelty to sinful lives. So, from the traditional point of view of a God who ruled over mortal affairs, Liliana was a qualified and strict demigod. This almost paranoid "justice mentality", I believed that part of the reason was because of what she had experienced in her past three lives, which led to her stubborn fanaticism towards good and evil. But the bigger reason should be because of Jingle's transformation. Jingle wanted Liliana to become her First Pope, so naturally, she had to have enough qualifications. So, that lazy Jingle directly imprinted the Star Domain's Divine Codex into Liliana's soul. So, sometimes Bing would comment that Liliana was a walking human law. Although this codex's installation was clumsy, and sometimes it seemed a little heartless, but how to put it …
As an Adjudicator, ruthlessness was probably the greatest virtue.
The main reason why I let my imagination run wild along the way was so that I could ignore the incessant chatter of the little girl beside me. She seemed to be filled with irrepressible contempt for false gods like Melovis (this was probably related to the codex in the depths of her soul), to the point that she would complain for a long time whenever she saw two floor lamps on the side of the road. It just so happened that this base was extraordinarily large. Along the way, we had already followed the few Melovis soldiers past countless laboratories that looked exactly the same, but we still hadn't reached our destination. The extremely bored Liliana began to criticize the standards of the Melovis' construction and planning. Probably to her, the Melovis would be tone-deaf even if they farted.
"I think there should be more than one such experimental base. After all, they have to deal with the 'natives' that they captured from three planets." I tried to divert Liliana's attention. "Look, these areas are overlapping, so their functions should be similar. This area should be used to extract the souls of the experimental subjects, but I don't know where they store the souls. The data transmission network in this place has a lot of nodes with unknown meanings, and it's not easy to insert a spy port into it. It's really troublesome. "
"We should follow this Pope's suggestion and go out and spread some viruses or something." Liliana followed beside me unhurriedly. As she spoke, she began to play with her magical cup size again, scrolling from A to E. "At least a few will die … Eh, Boss, do you think it would be more suitable if I were a D cup? What size do you like? Big-breasted elven girls seem to be quite popular. Do you want to touch them? "
"Tsk … Stop fooling around. We seem to have arrived. They have stopped moving." I rubbed Liliana's head. This girl actually just wanted to increase her sense of presence. Although I had always thought that her sense of presence was over the limit, a person whose goal in life was to walk on her own would never think that her sense of presence was high enough.
The few Mellowa soldiers who were responsible for transporting the experimental subjects stopped on a lift at the end of the corridor. They placed the 'unconscious' bodies of 'Anuza' and 'Anulili' on the spot, then pressed a few buttons on the side of the lift. It seemed that they had completed their mission. They left in a hurry, and before they left, they casually kicked the two experimental subjects that were burnt and tattered by the sparks when their souls were extracted, as though they were extremely disgusted. After that, the lift quickly rose, and we were sent to the upper level of this surprisingly large experimental base. Liliana and I followed closely, and we saw that the structure of the upper level of the base was completely different from the lower level. It looked more spacious here, and the spacing between the rooms on both sides of the extremely wide corridor was obviously larger. This meant that the laboratory here was not a small facility like the lower level, but a place where large-scale operations were carried out.
Two technicians in full protective suits, who looked like they worked in a radioactive environment, were already waiting by the lift. They confirmed the identification signal on the cart, then pushed it to the nearest laboratory. The moment we followed them into the room, Liliana and I could not help but exclaim, "This place is actually a large operating room?"
In the extremely wide hall, there were neatly arranged beds, and every bed was surrounded by the same equipment. Above the beds, there was a mechanical arm that looked like a dissecting tool. Most of the beds were empty, but on some beds in the far distance, I saw human remains … This place seemed to be carrying out continuous' operations' like an assembly line, to the point that there were always beds in a state of occupied 'operation'.
Such things filled the entire space, and I could not see the end of it. At first glance, I thought that this was a large operating room, but after so many dissecting tables were arranged in front of me, I gradually felt that … it was more appropriate to describe this place as a slaughterhouse.
"Boss, I feel … very, very uncomfortable …" Liliana grabbed my arm and muttered to herself, "Many lives have dissipated here … Damn, the body sensitivity of the Life Faction is too high …"
I did not have the body of a demigod from the Life Faction, but I could feel the strange atmosphere that Liliana had mentioned, so I tightly furrowed my eyebrows and forced myself to calm down. I had to be quiet right now, or I would really not be able to resist tearing this place apart.
There were also many staff in full protective suits in the 'operating room'. They took over the cart, and then very skillfully placed the 'experimental subjects' on the nearest two empty beds, and then activated the automatic equipment. There was no need for human participation at all, and the automatic dissecting robot skillfully … removed the brains of the two puppets.
The automatic equipment placed the two living brains into two translucent spherical containers. I saw that the lower half of the containers had a delicate mechanical structure, and the containers were filled with a light green solution. There were needle-like objects floating in the solution. They sensed that there were new 'guests' in the containers, and immediately agilely pierced into the grooves of the brains. Then, the device at the bottom of the containers began to operate, and a soft, crystallized substance grew out, gradually fusing with the structure of the brain stem. In a short span of a minute, the brains were packaged and transformed into something that looked like mass-produced equipment, and were sent to the staff next to me by the robotic arm.
A staff holding a recording device in his hand waited for the surface of the spherical device to light up with a green light, and then used the device in his hand to scan the upper half of the sphere. Like a quality inspector inspecting pork, he recorded the data while saying to his companion next to him, "Hmm, still considered healthy. There are slight injuries, probably caused by nerve overload, but they will heal soon. Their consciousness has been cleared, and we can send them directly to the assembly factory. They are suitable to be used as servers. "
"Hah, that's all they can do. They resisted quite strongly back then, but now, they are still stored in the spheres." Another staff looked at the remains lying on the operating table with disdain. The two once complete and young bodies were now beyond recognition. There were burn marks from the soul extraction device all over their bodies, and there was a horrifying wound on their skulls. "Alright, there are two more. Send these two leftovers and the leftovers from Bed 176 to Bed 200 to the factory."
This was the ultimate fate of the experimental subjects.
If Anuza and Anurili were brought here, this would be the fate they would face.
The slaves who were captured, or the rebel fighters who voluntarily infiltrated here, faced this fate.
They came here with faith in the freedom of their race, or with unswerving faith in the "benevolent Mellois God". Then, their souls were drained, their brains were removed, and they were thrown into the factory as industrial waste. They were used and discarded by the "scientists" here, like mass-produced assembly line products that were discarded in batches. There was no resistance, and there was no way to resist. In order to not expose their identities, the rebel fighters might even give up on resisting. Just like that, they all became half-dead spare parts in the Mellois' machine.
Yes, spare parts. Someone mentioned the assembly factory just now, so in the end, the brains that were packaged up were just spare parts installed on something bigger. Even the souls that were extracted might just be a type of spare part.
I patted Liliana's shoulder. "Where's your virus?"
"It's sufficient." Liliana smiled. "Even if the Mellois were strengthened by the Old Empire, a large number of them will still die."
"Don't worry, just give them some punishment for now." I nodded. "In your words, they will more or less die first. I don't expect these ace servants to be wiped out by a contagious disease … Be careful when you act later. Don't let the Mellois notice that these viruses are foreign products. Also, be careful not to infect any creatures other than the Mellois."
Liliana revealed a confident smile. "Don't worry, Boss. I will limit the area of infection and won't leave this area."
I exhaled. I suddenly felt that Turazzo's effort to not let the Conservatives infiltrate Barrian's plan was a great blessing for them. Liliana and I did not have to worry about accidental injuries this time.
"Boss, are we going to follow them to the assembly factory?" Liliana asked curiously as she followed me out of the slaughterhouse. Seeing that we were following behind the people transporting the "brain balls", she asked curiously. "The security at that place might be even tighter. I don't know if our disguise will still work."
"We'll go as far as we can." I shrugged. "It wasn't easy for us to infiltrate to this extent. If we don't find out what those bastards are up to, I will feel anxious."
"Oh," Liliana replied and didn't say anything else. She just followed beside me obediently. She was much quieter now.
Just like that, we left the "research base". Fortunately, the Melovans' "assembly factory" was right next to the research base. Thus, they didn't need to use teleportation to transport the "parts" that had just been assembled. It could also be that Barrian, who had a severe case of mistrust, didn't use any short-distance teleportation technology in the entire base to be on the safe side. In any case, this gave Liliana and me a lot of convenience. We carefully snuck into a huge square building. This was the so-called assembly factory.
The "parts" that were sent here didn't go through any procedures. Instead, they were escorted by the soldiers all the way to the "workshop". When we passed through the gate of the workshop, Liliana and I were shocked once again.
In this vast space, there was a large amount of neatly arranged, basically assembled giant equipment. Each of these giant equipment was more than ten meters tall and had a very regular polyhedron shape. Some of their surfaces were already covered with smooth metal armor plates and were sprayed with numbers and various symbols, leaving neat interfaces. Some of them were obviously not completed yet. The complex internal structure was exposed. Other than the wiring and crystallized substrate, the only thing that was exposed was the brain container that was neatly connected in a matrix.
I was greatly shocked. But after I calmed down, I didn't forget to observe the data interfaces on the giant equipment that had been assembled. These data interfaces were very familiar. They had a standard format. There were five crystallized main interfaces and seventeen conventional secondary interfaces. There were also twenty-six parallel rows of server insertion terminals. These were the standard connection modules for the mainframes of the large and medium-sized starships of the Empire. Regardless of whether it was the Mystic or the technological starships of the Empire, they all used the same type of connection modules. The Melovans were using this method to create the mainframes for the ships?!
These … are the mainframes for the ships that use the human brain as the core?
In an instant, the first thing that came to my mind was the Royal Fleet that the Melovans had obtained from my sister back then. The only purpose of creating these counterfeit mainframes must be to control the Schilling starships. And the only starship in their hands that was worth doing so was the Royal Fleet!
"Ding …" Liliana was dumbfounded. She whispered, "The scene at Silent Hill!"
I ignored her wild imagination. After the shock and anger subsided a little, I was more puzzled and absurd. Admittedly, the Melovans' "creativity" of using the human brain to create the mainframes for the starships was really unique. But … were they fools? They wanted to use a matrix that was connected by the human brain to control the starships of the Empire?
Did they not know how terrifying the computing capacity of the mainframes for the Empire's starships was? Or could it be that the Anurilis' race was so gifted that the brains of hundreds or thousands of people could match the computing capacity of a Schilling starship mainframe when they were connected in parallel?
The questions came one after another. The gigantic equipment that the Melovans created looked very impressive on the outside, but deep down, it relied on the fragile brains of carbon-based creatures to maintain its operation. Even if they fully unleashed the innate computing capacity of these brains, it would probably not be enough to carry the data processing task of an Empire starship. Admittedly, if the brain of a carbon-based creature was extracted, all of its brain cells would no longer need to deal with anything related to life. It would simply become a computing machine. Its computing capacity was actually quite powerful, but this kind of computing capacity would still not have the slightest possibility of being on par with the mainframes for the Schilling starships. This was a difference in quality, and it was a difference in quality that could not be made up with quantity.
But that was what the Melovans did!
I quickly organized the pitiful knowledge of the Empire's equipment in my head and connected it to the database. Finally, I came to a conclusion: it was impossible to complete the data processing of an Empire starship by solely relying on the brains of carbon-based creatures as the processing unit. Based on the standards of humans on Earth, such a level of parallel connection after the brain's computing capacity was fully unleashed would at most allow a medium-sized starship to cruise normally — it would never reach combat standards. The biggest hurdle was the reaction speed and 'hardware specifications' of the brains of carbon-based creatures. There were as many facilities in a starship as there were hairs on a cow, from the main cannons of the warship to the lighting and gravity systems of a certain section. These things were all in the control network, and the way the brains of carbon-based creatures worked was not suitable to handle such detailed and complex things, even if they were completely modified into computing machines. As for the natives of this planet … their brain "performance" should be no different from that of humans on Earth. The Melovans seemed to have used technological means to ensure that these natives' brain structure did not degenerate after living as primitives for such a long time, but this was far from enough.
"The greatest advantage of the brains of carbon-based creatures is fuzzy computing and nonlinear processing," Liliana suddenly spoke up, interrupting my thoughts. "The chapter on the working principles of various thinking organs in the Life Architecture Theory has a clear explanation. In the field of the two computing modes mentioned above, the brains of carbon-based creatures are the only thinking organs that are similar to the mainframe of the Empire's starship. Perhaps the Melovans considered this, so they used human brains in parallel to act as the mainframe of the starship … Only in this way could they 'artificially' create processors with fuzzy and nonlinear thinking capabilities. This is a key technology that the old Empire probably never taught them. "
"The problem is that the power of this kind of processor is insufficient." I voiced out my doubts, and at the same time, I suddenly realized how wise it was for Lin Xue to nod and agree to let Liliana follow me here. Among us, the only one who knew every life form like the back of her hand was this novelty hunting loli. The missy must have predicted Liliana's use at this moment, and that was why she let me bring this humanoid knowledge base.
With a prophet by my side, I really don't have to worry about anything …
"The power of the processor is indeed insufficient." Liliana nodded, and her eyes suddenly narrowed. "So they created a soul-driven server … Boss, they also extracted a large number of souls, didn't they?"
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