"You're my only hope."
Thinking back, it seemed that as long as this sentence or something similar appeared, nothing good would come out of it. Especially when it was said by a beautiful woman, it was a curse of the law, just like going back home to get married. How many heroes had been fooled by this sentence to go through mountains of swords and seas of fire, going through water and treading on fire without any hesitation? What it meant was: This warrior, die for us!
When translated into the vernacular, that was it.
The Queen before me said such a ridiculous sentence so openly. Not only did she hesitate or feel embarrassed, she didn't even bat an eyelid. In fact, it had been more than an hour since the beginning of the conversation. The number of times that the Queen, whose name was so long that it could form a chapter, had blinked was less than the number of times that Shallow Shallow had quietened down.
"You really think too highly of us. You usually use such a hasty attitude to decide national affairs, Your Majesty …"
With an unbearable expression, I rubbed my temples and said. Can't you come up with something more creative? Besides, saying such ambiguous lines in front of someone else's girlfriend could easily raise flags. Even though that lass is just a silly girl with a few loose ends in her brain, what if she suddenly sharpens her senses and bites me?
"My judgment can't be wrong." The young Queen didn't hear the ridicule in my words at all. "This is the first time that 67,000 Logic Terminals have come to a unanimous conclusion. You are by far the strongest and most likely to turn the situation around. You possess the power to go against the Shepherdians alone. You have high-tech warships that are comparable or even superior to the Queen's Fleet. You also have shield technology that can withstand the destructive weapons of the Shepherdians. Your appearance may be the miracle that the Kingdom has been looking forward to for a long time. If there is anyone else who wishes to leave this abyss-like universe, then you will be the only ones to lead the way. What I have just said is actually not confidential information. Sooner or later, you will find out everything using your own methods.
That is just to show my sincerity. "" Defeating the Shepherdians, "the elder sister said noncommittally." Do you really think it is possible? "
Two hundred Schilling Motherships almost annihilated the Queen's Fleet which had over ten thousand warships. In such a disadvantageous situation, it was inconceivable that the Queen would have such a wish.
"Escaping from the cage is the initial and final goal of the Free Kingdom of Gotark. We don't hope to defeat the Shepherdians. What we want is to escape from this universe. For this to happen, we need any technology that can be used to transmigrate between worlds. The technology from the New Lost Voyagers and the mysterious technology from the Shepherdians are all things that we desire. In order to obtain the latter, we must have sufficient power … We have been researching on the Shepherdians for over a hundred years and we have paid a price that other countries are unable to comprehend. Finally, we have relied on the bits and pieces of advanced technology that we stole to become one of the strongest countries in this star region. However, this is still not enough. The Shepherdians can tolerate the existence of the Free Kingdom for over a hundred years, but they can also abruptly wipe out the entire kingdom one morning. Their unpredictable actions will always be a sharp sword that hangs over the head of the Kingdom. Thus, I hope to receive your help. This is the conclusion that all 67,000 Logic Terminals have come to."
"You are too used to using those Logic Terminals to think for yourself." I sighed and stood up. "Of course, this might be the unique trait of your race … I will help. Of course, the reason might be different from what you think (to wipe out the 'rebel army' of the Empire). Then, let's go back and think about it … Wait, I almost forgot."
Just as I was about to leave the room, I remembered a question that I had been curious about. Stopping in my tracks, I looked at the expressionless Queen who sat on the throne like a statue. I stroked my chin. "When we were fighting against the Imperial Army, which is also known as the Shepherdians, I realized that they didn't lay a fatal hand on your flagship. You should also know that without our combined shield technology, it would be impossible for your fleet to withstand the barrage of two hundred of their main cannons, right?"
"I'm sorry, I am unable to answer that question. The actions of the Shepherdians cannot be judged by logic."
… Forget it, I'm not going to talk to you anymore. As the leader of the Empire, I was just looking for trouble.
A door leading to the outside suddenly appeared in the completely sealed room. Just like when we entered, I left the strange throne with a few high-ranking Empire officials who had a myriad of thoughts — except for Shallow Shallow. Although I couldn't see anything, my instincts told me that the Queen's' gaze 'had been following us until it was blocked by the door.
Bibru was still waiting outside the door. The shiny silver sphere prime minister didn't ask what the queen had told us. From its reflective surface, I could see that our expressions weren't very good. Every single one of us was gloomy.
Yep, except for Shallow Shallow again.
Just like that, with a stomach full of thoughts, the group of us returned to the Light of Aiur.
"This is really terrible."
In the officer's lounge, the elder sister leaned lazily on the sofa, looking up at the ceiling as she muttered to herself.
"It seems that Lin Xue already knew something. Appearing in front of the natives of this world as an Imperial Army isn't a good idea." I rubbed my temples. "What's going on with the Imperial Army of this world? They obviously don't show any signs of being corrupted by the Chaos Abyss, but they seem to have gone insane … Pandora, do you think the Shiring Apostles would have such a collective mental disorder?"
I was met with a gigantic eye roll.
"Your Majesty, I'm sorry to disturb you, but perhaps you might be interested in the results of our research."
Just as I was thinking about how to approach the strange situation of this universe, a window suddenly popped up in the air, and the blurry projection of Tawil's mass appeared on it. "Please come to the lower garage. We have made a major discovery regarding the Schilling power of this world."
The lower garage of the Light of Aiur. This was originally a warehouse-like area where the Proteus Crystals were stored. After the Holy Mother switched to a psionic reactor, it was half-abandoned. Now, it was transformed into Tawil's research facility. When I led Shallow Shallow, who was purely here to join in the fun, to the garage, a large mechanical component was being dissected. Tawil's mass projection hovered in mid-air, commanding a group of Schilling technicians who had just teleported over from the Empire Admiral to further disassemble some of the mechanical fragments on the ground.
At a glance, it looked like a waste collection station.
"What's this?" This was the first time I had seen such a research site. It was rather strenuous for me to leap forward through the metal parts on the ground, and I even had to be careful not to step on some unlucky researcher. Schilling technicians were the kind of fellows who would go crazy when they got into work mode. I reckoned that even if I stepped on them, they would only realize it after they got off work. "Tawil, you changed your job to a waste collection station?"
"These are a few Xi Ling single-unit fighter aircrafts that we've captured, as well as the core cabin of an assault ship that we've retrieved. They've been completely dismantled now, and my technicians are currently manually dissecting the control systems of these things."
"Captured?" I was stunned for a moment, and then overjoyed. "This is really not easy. I thought that they would all self-destruct after the main forces retreated."
"Where are the soldiers who betrayed the Empire?"
Visca was concerned about something else. The little fellow threw out a floor full of cannons (Look at my quantifier, a floor full of cannons!) with a look of excitement on his face. Beside him, Pandora was about the same, except that what she threw out was a ceiling full of floating cannons.
Since we had captured the single-soldier fighter aircrafts, it meant that we had captured the pilot of the aircrafts. Even if the other party was a battle puppet that did not have much independent consciousness, we could still pry information about the rebel army from their memory cores. This was a very simple logic.
However, Tawil's reply shocked everyone. "There is no pilot. There is no pilot in the single-soldier fighter aircrafts, and there is no pilot in the assault ship's cockpit. These vehicles of the Empire do not have a pilot. These are their control systems — — at least in theory."
Tawil pushed up his spectacles and pointed at the parts on the ground that were almost unrecognizable.
"They are all like this, strange terminals that are completely unable to accept external control. These war machines are controlling themselves, but they are not artificial intelligence, but a more unique type of automatic device. They are able to react similarly to artificial intelligence, but they do not have independent consciousness," Tawil said as he picked up an arc-shaped part from the ground. The moment this part came into contact with the mass projection that was made up of energy, it exploded with intense sparks before dimming. "They reject any form of energy contact, so it is very difficult for us to analyze these fragments with conventional instruments. It can be said that other than the appearance of these vehicles of the Empire, they have completely mutated into something else — — at least in theory."
Shallow Shallow slowly bent down and picked up a disc-shaped part that was marked with a yellow symbol. She turned it around and looked at it, frowning from time to time as she pondered.
Just as I thought that the little girl had discovered something, with a swoosh, Shallow Shallow threw that thing out. Two seconds later, a researcher cried out in shock as he was knocked down.
"Woah! I'm sorry, I thought it would fly back like a boomerang! "
… … Can you get any more boring?
"Ahem." Tawil seemed to be used to ignoring his mistress' silly actions as he continued his report. "We have separated a complete control center from an almost undamaged single-soldier fighter. It has completely mutated, but it still retains its basic Schilling technology memory. Before it self-destructed under the stimulation of external energy, we have read some unfamiliar code from it. The code is very strange, and it does not conform to any known and logical language structure. Furthermore, it is filled with redundancy and should be an unorganized string of characters with low execution efficiency, but when it is executed as a whole, it is highly logical …"
"Can you speak in a language that I can understand?"
After enduring for a long time, I finally realized that what Tawil said had become something of a different dimension in my ears.
"… In summary, these abnormal vehicles of the Empire have formed their own language system and have their own self-discipline. The possibility of communicating with their controller and seeking a solution has been completely eliminated — at least in theory."
"Vehicles, their own language system, what a cliché sci-fi horror theme, Enha." I looked around at the analysis platform and the weapons of war that were laid out on the ground. "Could it be that the highly intelligent Schilling weapons would also have such a melodramatic malfunction similar to the AI revolution?" "No, they are not malfunctioning.
The technology of the Empire would not produce such a loophole similar to the Matrix. "Tawil obviously knew about the Empire of Hackers. That might be the result of the Bubble continuously uploading various movies and TV shows to the entire information network." All of these mutated vehicles do not have any signs of intelligence, at least these low-level units do not possess the ability to think. I have mentioned earlier that their control system is not artificial intelligence. All of the abnormal vehicles are controlled by a complex behavior template. That might be some kind of rule that is limited by their common language. If we can decipher this illogical language, we might be able to find the reason why the Imperial Army of this universe went out of control — at least in theory. "
Looking at the one who could be said to be the busiest and most dedicated royal sister in the entire Empire, I suddenly felt a little guilty. "Is that so? Looks like I will have to trouble you again. I can't help you in this aspect. Right, what did Sandora say? You should have already reported the situation here to the Shadow Fortress, right? "
"Yes," the royal sister nodded. "Her Majesty Sandora believes that these mutations should be related to some kind of infection, similar to the Abyss Infection. It would cause the normal Empire war machines to have a system disorder and self-proliferate these contradictory control modules. This conjecture is also one of the directions of our research. Hopefully, the situation is not like that."
I nodded in agreement.
An Abyss Infection was already enough to cause a headache. If you were to come up with an influenza virus that could infect even Schilling people, we would have to prepare to die from a headache in terms of health and epidemic prevention.
"Let's go, little girl. Stop playing around. Let's go back to the upper layer." Seeing that Tawil and her researchers were about to fall into a new round of work, I loudly called back a certain energetic girl who had disappeared to who knows where. Before we left, I suddenly thought of something and turned to remind Tawil, "Tawil, let the researchers pay attention and try not to expose the characteristics of Schilling in front of the natives of this world. Although it seems that the natives can only rely on the Empire warships to identify 'Shepherds', it is better to be careful if we can avoid trouble."
"Of course, I know that." Tawil nodded. "These researchers have received special training from Commander Sicaro before they came here. They are very good at covert operations and disguises."
"…"
I finally understood what that bastard Ciccolo had meant when I had assigned him to be on duty on the Imperial General, and he had muttered "I have a successor."
I didn't know if it was because everyone who was related to me had the constitution to attract trouble, or if Liliana was born to be a troublemaker. Initially, I thought that everything would be fine as long as I retrieved that lass after arriving in this world. I didn't expect to encounter an unprecedentedly complicated situation here. Even Sandora admitted that she was at her wits' end regarding the situation here. When I led Shallow Shallow and Pandora back to the upper layer of El's Light, Fina and Tawil's words kept circling in my mind. One moment, I was facing the innocent Lost Voyagers who were killed by the violent and chaotic 'Shepherds'. The next moment, I was facing a mutated Empire that seemed to be performing an AI revolution. I didn't even dare to imagine what I would encounter in the future. I really had to contact Liliana at this moment. This was a strange and dangerous world. That lass had disappeared not long after arriving here. I hoped that nothing had happened to her.
These chaotic thoughts troubled me for the entire journey and stopped abruptly when I arrived at the Spirit Net Square.
"Cheers!!! Long live Avalon!!! Long live the Crystal Palace!!! "
The moment I stepped out of the elevator, the wave of cheers that came at me pushed me back.
The scene in front of me was like a dance of demons, an uproar that filled the sky. I knew the truth, but if it was someone who didn't know the truth, they would think that they had entered the cave of some demon!
The entire Crystal Square was filled with emperors and generals from different eras. From a single glance, it looked like an open-air banquet! The floor was filled with tobacco, alcohol, tea, and sugar, the flowing water of Sichuan, Gansu, and Lu. The cuisines of different eras, ethnicities, and regions were spread out for almost two miles. Everywhere I looked, heroes were drinking, playing cards, chatting, bragging, standing, sitting, and lying down, shouting and shouting, calling out to their friends. Compared to this bunch of ancient heroes, the Liangshan that only 108 professional Hoodlums dared to call out to the heroes was really weak. Were they preparing to tear down the ship or something?
"Let's celebrate, let's celebrate. With such a great victory, the morale is high, so we should have a big celebration to show the might of our Imperial Army. Don't keep a straight face. I'm happy today, so I can even accompany you for a drink or two …"
I lowered my head expressionlessly and looked at the Hero King, who was only 1.5 meters tall, including Ahoge, trying his best to tiptoe and pat my shoulder like a little adult. My gaze instantly turned cold and I grabbed the collar of the maid and lifted her up.
"Let me down! You lowly commoner! Let me down! Sob sob sob, I'm still injured! "
Why didn't you say that you were injured when you were drinking from a bottle of Maotai?
"Zeratul, if you want to cry, then cry."
I casually threw the dancing Gilmei to the side and told her to look for Sasaki to play the drinking game. Suddenly, I noticed a bleak figure squatting in the corner. When I went over to take a look, it was Zeratul.
The latter silently raised his head and exchanged glances with me. He said softly, "As you can see, not having a mouth is indeed a very troublesome matter …"
I was speechless.
Finally, even you have been corroded, huh? The stern Uncle Z of the past? Get serious! The Holy Land of your tribe has become an Er Li Qiao Vegetable Market in front of your eyes!
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