I didn't know how I should address the ship's AI that was still cursing and chattering endlessly. She was still Visca's flagship, but now she also had half of her identity as the Warsong's auxiliary processor. Perhaps I should address her as Warsong?
Alright, let's not think about the name for the time being. Before this fellow could speak normally, I decided that it would be better to call her 'that fellow' for the time being. Although it wasn't very polite to address a female AI, I really didn't think that fellow had the slightest bit of potential to be considered a woman. Have you ever seen a two-and-a-half-meter tall woman that could scold someone in different dialects for half an hour?
"This time, she's outdone herself. Normally, she can only scold for thirty minutes at most. Now, three minutes have passed, and she seems to have a lot of adjectives." Tawil stared dumbfoundedly at the communication terminal in front of her. Since she didn't have my order, she couldn't cut off the other party's communication. She could only express her shock at the other party's various vulgarities. "Perhaps this has something to do with her learning ability. This subordinate discovered that this ship's AI possesses a very advanced evolutionary ability. When she was first created, she might have been the same as an ordinary spaceship's mainframe without any self-awareness, but now, she already has her own independent personality. Although General Visca's modifications are messy, I have to say that they are full of creativity. "
"Can she really take on the role of the Warsong's core?"
I thought for a while and raised my own doubts.
The name of the ship's AI of Visca's flagship in the past was naturally very famous. It also meant that the crazy fellow might have some unexpected capabilities. However, no matter how powerful her capabilities were, she was still the mainframe of a conventional spaceship. Compared to a giant flagship like the Warsong, it was incomparable. Planetary spaceships and ordinary spaceships were fundamentally different in terms of structure and performance. Moreover, that fellow was designed during the era of Visca's madness. Although it might not have been designed by the latter alone, it definitely had a lot of Visca's imprint. To be honest, this made me even more doubtful if she had the ability to control the Warsong.
"According to the data, she certainly can't take on the role of the Warsong's core." Tawil tapped the information terminal in her hand. "Her performance is strong, but it's still far from the computing speed and floating-point scale required by a planetary spaceship. However, she is very expansive and can learn things quickly. She even has an unusually rare ability, and that is to write her own usable driver based on new unknown equipment. Although the driver program she wrote could not be compared to the original version, for the Warsong that was almost completely unable to start, as long as the command that could make the equipment operate, it was extremely precious, so the subordinate placed her in the core of the starship. However, due to performance limitations, she can only take on the role of an auxiliary mainframe. The Warsong's core mainframe is still the original. The Warsong's core mainframe is the original.
"Isn't the Warsong's core mainframe broken?" I asked, puzzled.
"It's not completely broken, but various interface programs have been lost." Tawil corrected my conceptual mistake. "The starship's core mainframe is very difficult to destroy. Even if it crashes, it can slowly repair itself as long as it restarts its functions. The current situation is that the core mainframe has been successfully activated, but many of its key data are destroyed. There's no backup, so the mainframe doesn't know how to control its original body even though it's running. That's the theory. "
"You used that fellow as an auxiliary computing device as well as a signal springboard." I understood. "You used her ability to write the driver quickly to make the Warsong operate in an 'out-of-body' state."
"Out-of-body. That's an exquisite metaphor." Tawil nodded happily. "Ah, Your Majesty, she seems to have stopped."
It was only after Tawil's reminder that I noticed that the spaceship's AI, who had been cursing for forty minutes, had quietened down. Of course, it was impossible for her to be completely silent. She had only stopped cursing, but she was still howling in the communication channel and making all kinds of strange sounds. Even the Warsong was acting strangely. Lightning storms formed by psionic energy floated on the surface of the huge planet. Under the control of the spaceship's AI, these bright storms constantly formed a bunch of strange patterns. They formed an S, then a B, then a skull, then a crying fool's face...
I gaped at the bizarre scene on the majestic Warsong. The crazy spaceship's AI was expressing her depression through the only device she could directly control: the energy drain pipe. After staring at it for a long time, I nudged Tawil's projection. "Look, if Sandora knew about this scene, she would probably eat you up."
Tawil thought for a while and replied with the rigor of a scientist, "Considering the mental impact this scene would have on Her Majesty Sandora, I think she might not want to eat her up. That's the theory. "
I said, "… Let's have a chat with this AI."
"There's nothing to talk about! There's nothing to talk about! Release me immediately! Release me! " The other party had been monitoring the communication channel. She immediately shouted, "I've had enough of being in the same shell as this rigid and sluggish idiot! It doesn't even know how to curse! They should have prepared a new body full of cannons and bombs for the ship, not a bunch of stupid slots and a bunch of broken equipment that needed a kick in the ass to make it tremble! Damn it, I had 430 cannons back in the day! How did it end up in your hands … Where's the general! Where's the general! Where are you hiding the general! "
"If you don't keep quiet, do you believe that I won't tear you apart?"
I couldn't stand this fellow's antics anymore. God knows where this fellow got his energy from. I even suspected that this fellow was a poet in his previous life. If he didn't write for thirty to fifty years, would he have developed such a wicked mouth?
"Tear it apart? Ahahaha, tear it apart! If you're afraid of death, you're not a soldier! If I admit defeat today, I'll change my surname to yours! If you have the guts, throw me into the EOP-03 and shoot me out! I'll slap you in the face and thank you for three generations … Wait a minute, who the hell are you? And who is this woman beside you who doesn't have anything good except for her face and chest? Where is this place? Wasn't I in the middle of a battle? How did I end up in your hands! "
I was dumbfounded on the spot. I've seen muddle-headed people, but I've never seen such a muddle-headed person. At first, I thought that this fellow remembered everything, but it turns out that she didn't even know that the battle had already ended. Her degree of insanity and forgetfulness was exactly the same as Visca back in the day. As expected of the master and servant duo. As I sighed, I felt a little sour in my heart. She's a lunatic. Did I get scolded for nothing?
"I'm Visca's older brother." I rubbed my nose and said to the lunatic on the other side of the communicator.
"Visca? What's that? "The other party was stunned." Your sister? "
Tears streamed down my cheeks. Only then did I remember that Visca was the name that I gave him. Back then, Visca didn't have a name. Did that fellow scold me again just now?
"Visca is your general … Alright, you definitely won't believe me. I'll call her over later. She should be fighting with her sister right now." I waved my hand. Before the lunatic in the Warsong could react, I connected to Visca mentally and asked her to come over. I also asked her what she was doing. As expected, she was exercising after cooking with Pandora. Furthermore, this exercise was divided into groups A and B. The members of group B were Eleanor and Liliana. The reason was that Liliana had tricked Eleanor into drinking vinegar. Now, even that ice fairy's wings smelled like old Shanxi vinegar.
See, I said that it was wise to let Big Sister go back earlier. Otherwise, those little ones would have demolished the entire house.
"Big Brother, Big Brother!" Visca's cheerful voice floated out of the teleportation gate before her. Then, a small figure flew across the sky and crashed into my chest. Then, I hugged her. When I lowered my head, a pair of blood-red cat eyes were glowing with excitement as she stared at me. Visca was being hugged, but she was still climbing up. She shouted excitedly, "I won, I won! I won against that stupid sister! "
Is it fun for these two sisters to fight all day long?
However, Visca's next sentence made me lose my cool. "Big Sister Icetis's battle strategy is really good. I gained the upper hand in an instant!"
"Damn, what did that female pervert teach you?" I felt my voice tremble. It was as though I suddenly found out that my obedient and sensible sister had suddenly carried a kitchen knife to the top of the Pentagon. Although the things that Visca usually did were much more serious.
"Gouge your eyes, bite your ears, spit in your mouth, scratch your armpits, prepare a can of superglue in advance, and pretend to be injured …"
I immediately contacted Sandora. "Lass, I have an important mission for you. Go and pour superglue and chili oil into Icetis's feather care solution. Then, beat that fellow up. After you are done, I will roast a whole whale for you."
Then, the world would be at peace.
"Look, this is your family's general."
After dealing with the small problem at home, I pushed Visca in front of me and spoke into the communicator.
"Ah, you're awake?" Visca was surprised to find the identification signal of her former adjutant. Even though the signal came from the Warsong made her reveal a strange expression, she quickly forgot about it and happily greeted her adjutant.
"… General?"
The AI's incredulous voice came from the communicator. To be honest, after so long, this was the first time I heard her speak without using any vulgarities. It was really inconceivable. It seemed that only Visca could tame this disobedient AI. It would be impossible for me and Tawil to do so even if I were to die.
"Why are you here … Wait! War! We are still at war! General, please allow me to return to the frontline. The fleet is organizing for the final charge. We cannot do without a flagship on the battlefield! General, please give the order … "
"The battle is over. You were fished out of the battlefield and just restarted," Visca suddenly interrupted the other party's hurried words and said calmly.
"It's over? It's over. What's the result? Ah, I have really neglected my duty. I actually didn't know about this. May I know the result of the battle? "
Visca smiled. "We won. We won."
"Ha, that's good. We have a lot of good lads. We will definitely win. Then, is this the maintenance center? When can I return to the fleet? "
"No … It's no longer necessary … The fleet is finished. It was a pyrrhic victory." Even Visca became gloomy when the final battle was mentioned. The AI on the other side of the communicator went silent for a while before suddenly becoming excited again. "It's okay, it's okay. They are good. It was another pyrrhic victory where the entire fleet was wiped out. It's really General's style. Anyway, it's not the first time. Let's find a desolate universe and then rebuild an army. There will always be war. You don't have to worry about it.
I will always … "" There's no need. "Visca interrupted the other party's rambling again. Then, he rubbed against me." With Big Brother here, we don't have to wander around anymore. This is my big brother. You are in his battleship now. "
Weska's words were met with an unprecedented long silence from the other party. There was no sound from the communicator for a full ten seconds, and I even thought that the other party had crashed. But before I could open my mouth to ask, the ship's AI finally came back to its senses and asked intermittently, "General, are you serious?"
"Yes, I have been by Big Brother's side for a long time," Visca immediately nodded and replied.
The other party went silent for a few seconds again. Then, he suddenly asked loudly, "Alright. Man, what's your surname?"
I was instantly stunned. I didn't know what this crazy fellow wanted to do. "Ah?"
The other party immediately shouted impolitely, "I am asking you what's your surname! Hurry up and answer, my patience is limited! "
"My surname is Chen … Wait, why are you asking this?" Although I had answered the other party, I was still confused.
"Nonsense. Of course I will follow your surname. I will do what I say. I said earlier that if I admit defeat today, I will follow your surname! From today onwards, my surname is Chen! "
Tawil and I were dumbfounded. "…"
Visca looked at me in confusion and then at his aide-de-camp. His head was full of question marks.
"Girl, this fellow might be even more unreliable than you were back then," I rubbed Visca's head and said softly.
"Are you willing to cooperate with our experiment now?" Tarver coughed dryly, pushed his glasses up, and said into the communicator, "Next, I'm going to test your response speed when the starship's control core mobilizes more than three weapons. This will require your cooperation. In the previous tests, your results have been very unusual. I hope you can cooperate this time."
"General has the final say," the ship's AI said gloomily.
"Then cooperate," Visca said crisply. "Listen to Big Brother, and listen to whoever Big Brother tells you to listen to. They are all my family, so we are on the same side."
"Alright, I will cooperate," the ship's AI agreed helplessly. "But there is one condition: Don't treat me like an idiot! If you ask me to do discrete calculations that even idiots don't care about, don't blame me for deleting all the drives! F * ck, I have five hundred and thirty-seven main cannons. I am different from those mindless mass-produced spaceships! "
Visca blinked and seemed to recall something. He asked in surprise, "Main cannons? I remember that you were an aircraft-type capital ship back then. "
I had persisted until now. This time, I was completely defeated …
"Huh? What? I was an aircraft-type? "The ship's AI was shocked." General, are you serious? "
"Er, I might have remembered wrongly. Blood Scimitar is an aircraft-type … Forget it, you can continue to be a gunship."
"Oh, then I can rest assured. Back then, I had six hundred and twenty-seven main cannons …"
I nudged Tawil's arm. "Tell me the truth. Don't you think these two are weird?"
Tawil replied monotonously, "Out of respect for my superiors as an Imperial Army member, I choose to remain silent."
It seemed that I didn't need an answer.
Under Veska's influence, that headache-inducing ship-borne AI finally agreed to cooperate with them. Before Tarver could find a replacement, it would temporarily act as the Warsong's auxiliary AI. This might last for a long time. After all, an ancient planet's battleship required a terrifyingly large amount of technical data. Even with the crazed imperial scientists, it would take a long time to rebuild it. At least for a few years, the Warsong would be the body of this ship-borne AI. Actually, I didn't think there was anything to be unhappy about, especially for a ship's mainframe. It would be a very profitable thing to have such an amazing ship as the Warsong as its body. But that guy just wasn't satisfied. I didn't know if it had anything to do with the unique aesthetics of the ship's mainframe.
All of Tawil's tests were very successful. After installing the brand new mainframe, the Warsong could already be activated normally. About seventy percent of the equipment was working normally. The crazy AI used its own unique driving method to activate most of the starship's rule weapons. Moreover, after cooperating, she and the Warsong's original mainframe had reached eighty percent compatibility, allowing the starship to respond to external commands at a combat speed. The current shortcoming of the starship was that there were many weapon conflicts that couldn't be resolved. Due to the limitations of the crazy AI's architecture, the Warsong could only activate three rule weapons at the same time. Otherwise, it would cause serious software conflicts, which couldn't be resolved in a short period of time.
For the old Empire, the Warsong's current condition was already a terrible health problem for a planet's battleship. But for us, this was an extremely impressive achievement. The Warsong, which had recovered most of its combat power, would become a new strategic core. On the frontline, its role might even be comparable to any of our current independent regular armies. Its value in battle was not as simple as a spaceship.
"Perhaps she can be the strategic core of the Vengeance Fleet," I said to Visca as I looked at the Warsong in the distant sky. "Although the Vengeance Fleet's combat power is strong, they lack a fortress ship that can match them. The Warsong was originally the Vengeance Fleet's fortress, so it's perfect to make up for the shortcomings of the Vengeance Fleet. The Warlord must be very familiar with the Warsong. They have an innate advantage in terms of cooperation."
"As long as the Warlord can stand the Warsong's new temper," Visca said after giving it some thought.
At that moment, a loud scolding came from the Warsong. "F * ck! You idiot, are you trying to kill me? Do you know how to do a system pressure test? "
I wiped off my cold sweat. "Indeed, this guy's temper is a huge problem …"
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