Chapter 1254: Assistance of Parliament

A colony ship full of hundreds of thousands of exiles is preparing to leave the port. This is an old off-white transport ship. The square hull looks rustic and shabby among the other mighty battleships in Star Harbor, but Considering that this mission will not leave the Empire, such a transport ship will be sufficient to complete the mission. The conservative Mellowans on the road to exile have all boarded the ship. They set off on a cold morning and reached the Star Harbor through the portal, which did not shock the tranquility of Shadow City. At the beginning of this long journey, not many people saw them off, but it is sad that the only drop-offs included the older sister and Pandora.
This is probably the most unexpected thing for most conservative officers, who will appear in front of them.
"I don't like this atmosphere," my elder sister stood next to me, watching the traction beams between the transport ship and the star port turn off one by one, and the small ground support ship was leaving from the position of the ship's engine and debug window. She folded her hair. "But I think about it at home, it's better to send them."
Pandora Ramen watched the transport ship slowly leave the Star Harbor Connection Bridge. It was so large that, in our eyes, it was as if a mountain were drifting away from the steel ground underneath, and the small general stretched his body straight. I don't know if she remembered the scene of reviewing those Merova fleets and standing on the instruction table to watch them go out—the last time to see these veterans was at the port where the exile ship set sail, probably the expressionless Pandora I feel quite emotional.
The spacecraft left Star Harbor, and the ring-shaped drive engine arranged at the waist of the ship gradually brightened, pushing this behemoth steel body to quickly shrink to the size of fingernails in our sight, and then turned into a blue-white The flash disappeared into space instantly, and the exiles said goodbye to the civilized world.
Surviving in the Stone Age is a difficult challenge. But I believe most of these people will survive. The transport ship will unload them to a selected ecological planet in the exile universe, leaving them only a small amount of food. Afterwards, the spacecraft will not return here, but will stay in the orbit of the exile as a satellite and observe The orbital station monitors the situation of the exile. This is all the content of the first-level exile. The rest is to see how those exiles go.
After leaving Star Harbor. I went to another universe with Sandora: the shelter of the Fourth Fleet and the Fifth Fleet. By the way we also brought Tavel. Well, I brought Tavill's quality projection. Every time I meet, I can only see that Tavill's quality projection is busy. How long has it been since I saw the body of the glasses?
Kailudak, the capital of the exiles, has now completely turned into a vibrant and efficient planet. Although the arrival of the Fifth Fleet has brought a huge resource burden on this mixed civilization of exiles, it has also brought them an abundance. Labor force and a large amount of technical information, and after the empire helped solve the living space of the exiles and the predicament of maintaining biological resources, this mixed civilization has no worries and can start their revival work at full speed. Now they have spread the fully developed colonies beyond their own stellar system, and established a stable information network and transportation network within the stellar system. Outside the stellar system, a large number of colonial stars supported by the empire have already begun to survive, at least to establish a small-scale colony is no problem. Some of the old colonial ships of the Fifth Fleet have been repaired and are still in use. Another part is simply abandoned. The cocoa kina is said to have dismantled these space fortresses and messed up their survival, communication and energy. The systems have all moved to the surface. This is a very innovative initiative, and now it seems to be effective. The new home of the exiles is running at an alarming rate with the support of these patchy equipment.
The Empire's repeated help to the exiles and the remarkable diplomatic efforts of the tree elves now seem to have achieved great results, and we can visit the exiles' planets as regular visitors. And it will be welcomed to a certain extent. I do n’t know if this is not a predicament, but the tit-for-tat feeling between the Empire and the Exiles has really disappeared. And it has been said before that the new generation of exiles has not experienced the pursuit of that year, and their ability to accept the new empire is stronger than the old generation-maybe I should now consider allowing the Imperial Military Academy to choose from the exiles A group of children go to school? In my impression, studying abroad seems to be the most efficient way to export culture and compromise ...
The small shuttle we took docked directly in the building where the parliament was located. The latter knew in advance that a guest was coming, and was leading us by a few experts and scholars on the platform. As soon as I got off the shuttle, I greeted the translucent woman in front of me and said, "Well. I waited a long time."
Today, the council seems to be dominated by a gentle personality. With a gentle smile, she said hurriedly: "Your greeting is still so kind-I already know the thing and want to know about the regeneration of the soul fusion. Technology? "
It seems that the "Parliament" has learned the general situation, and the experts and scholars behind her seem to be professionals in related fields. I nodded and followed the "Parliament" into the building. Anyway, the two sides do n’t need to make nonsense. In the parliament hall, I bluntly asked my own question: "Is there a way to create a collective consciousness for a group of souls that have been merged together and have not been active for hundreds of years? You can Think of it as a special resurrection. "
"The Hunads were born of conscious symbiosis by virtue of racial talent," the council pointed to himself. "We were born in a distributed pyramid network. Well, this network is integrated with yours, everyone can. The spiritual connection as a node is not the same. When we have the body, we are divided into small groups. Each group has its own spiritual leader. A spiritual leader can extend his own spiritual power to other people. This leader acts as a 'server', and other ethnic groups can exchange their own spiritual power. That is, we have a large number of pyramid-shaped spiritual networks, and these spiritual networks are included by a higher pyramid-from a higher level We live in this kind of network without distinguishing one another. Without the concept of personal interests, everything is for the collective, just like a bee colony, so we have the conditions to produce a community of consciousness. "
"A network of basic clients hosted by a large number of servers," Sandor nodded professionally. "It's not the same as our spiritual connection. We don't need anyone as a server, and we don't need a subnet and a mainnet layer. Connecting to the grid layer by layer will reduce efficiency. However, for ordinary races, your spiritual connection method is indeed a bit more difficult. The requirements on individuals will drop a lot, and you spread the computing difficulty onto the network architecture. "
"Now the topic is back to the brain arrays you mentioned ..." The body of the council flickered a bit, the facial expressions and appearance details suddenly changed, and it seemed to switch personalities. "Let me see what they look like. Race Talent is not the only condition that determines whether the fusion of consciousness can succeed. I want to see how they are doing. "
As I opened the portable space, I looked at the Council curiously: "Why did you suddenly switch personality?"
"Oh, the personality was severely dizzy just now," the council replied quite naturally. "Listening to the flesh-and-blood name of the human brain array, I know that my 26th personality must not be able to carry it."
... Can the original consciousness collective still be used this way? !!
"This is the kind of host with a human brain array." I released a cottage host that I brought with me this time from the carry-on space. After all, if you want to help the council. Give at least one sample. A huge metal sphere with a diameter of more than ten meters was placed in front of everyone. Below the metal sphere was a base shining with faint light. There was a complex magic pattern and a regular array of crystal arrays on the base. After the brain array host was removed from those royal starships, they maintained a system specifically for their souls. In designing the host of the human brain array, Barryan obviously did not imagine that the latter would be dismantled, so their soul maintenance systems are one-time, once they are dismantled, they will be scrapped. If there is no such base to provide stability, the ball body All human brain arrays will die in just thirty minutes. And the soul is flying.
"It looks normal ..." The parliament stepped forward and carefully touched the ten-meter-high metal ball ... the base below, because the base was two and a half meters high. She couldn't reach above, "Your starship host looks like this?"
"Well, for compatibility, the rebels completely copied the interface and shell of the Empire's standard shipboard host," I found the control panel that Alleria had confessed on the base, and chose to open the host shell. "Next screen A little bit heavy-you're a bit mentally prepared. "
"Zizi" A slight pressure relief sound was emitted from the surface of a metal ball more than ten meters high, and a little white gas was emitted at the seams of its shell. Then the base under the metal ball issued a deep buzzing sound, and the soul-stabilizing array was increasing its output power to prevent external environmental stimuli from hurting those souls who had lost the original protective barrier. Then the shell of the metal ball was tilted upward, as if The plucked orange petals are fully open, revealing the neat polyhedron structure inside, and the array of these polyhedron structures.
"There is also a red soul crystal at the core of this device, binding thousands of undead," I turned to look at the council. "You should be able to feel them, in your current life form."
The council stared dumbfounded at the matrix of the human brain that was almost challenging the worldview. My face was extremely ugly. I said, "At the beginning, I was also seriously shocked. I did not expect that a normal intelligent race would be collectively frustrated to such an extent, but they were ... Well, you don't look well, is that okay? "
The council turned his gaze, the details on his face changed again, and his temperament also changed: this is another personality. She glanced at me with an awkward look: "That ... Sorry, the personality on the 14th has dense phobia. I have just been replaced. Now I am the 18th, probably ... no problem."
Me: "..." Shall we come today to do all things to save sentient beings? Can you be reliable?
Of course, I made two laps in my heart, and I didn't dare to say it.
The eighteenth personality of the council should be a guy with thick steel and iron bones. She is not dizzy and has no dense phobia. She is now communicating with the trapped soul in the human brain array: she opens her arms and her arms are removed from The elbows began to turn into scattered light spots in the air, as if their hands had dissipated. These light spots form a mist and gradually drift into the host. The soul crystal at the core of the human brain array must resonate with the council, because I saw an abnormal internal reading displayed on the control crystal plate of the host base. Of course, this abnormal reading did not threaten the host.
"Aurelia partially activated these souls, freeing them from the state of restraint for hundreds of years, but because all souls are mixed together, they do not present a main voice that can communicate," I watched The expression on Parliament's face was constantly changing. He casually mentioned what the kite angel told himself. "It's a mess-Aurelia describes it that way."
"Yes, a mess," the council's body returned to its original state, and she nodded. "If the souls of ordinary living things are fused together, this will be the case. They are not adapted to the state of spiritual fusion, so they can only conflict with each other and entangle memory. , Thinking confused, and finally turned into a noisy chaos consciousness group. No consciousness can be strong enough to remain independent in this environment. But there is good news: this can be resolved. They have been so confused for hundreds of years , Now almost integrated, the conflict between each other has weakened to a point where it can be handled, and ... I find that some of them have the upper hand, and they should be able to serve as the core thinking after resurrection. "
"Having the upper hand?" Sandola raised her eyebrows. "I guess what happened."
"I don't know what you guessed. Anyway, according to my observations, these souls have been stripped at different times. The oldest souls have clear anger and a lot of logical memory. The new young souls are increasingly confused. , Confused state, memory is getting thinner and harder, and there is almost no clear self-concept. This is an abnormal phenomenon. It stands to reason that the independent consciousness of the stripped soul should weaken over time, and the oldest soul is also the most Weak, the newly added soul is more sober, but in that noisy voice, the young voices are whispering, and only the oldest voice is roaring ... Ah, you probably do n’t understand this way. . This is basically the case anyway. "
I nodded: "I know what's going on: the oldest souls are the soldiers who killed the invaders. The rebels were unable to suppress the anger of these soldiers, so the extracted souls have been furious, and the new Souls come from slaves who have been oppressed for centuries, and the Mellows brainwash them generation after generation, and each generation is more docile. "
"Well, in this way, these oldest souls are really hard bones," said the expression of approval on the face of the council. "Take these stubborn hearts as the main body, channel the memory of other remnants as a secondary personality, and then use It should be okay for the Nautilus technology to revive them-we know how to protect the fragile individual mind, which is better than you. "
"That's why I'm asking you for help." I said to the council with a smile, and finally a solution to a bit of trouble was finally found to make me feel better. The council couldn't help but show a curious look to me: "So let me talk a lot: What does the Empire want to do to revive some of these cluster consciousness?"
"Um, this question is important?"
"No, it just feels a little bit concerned. You should be aware that mortal souls have many weaknesses: inefficient, fragile, and emotionally bound at all times. So even when used in the Nader's method, these souls are aggregated Way to resurrect, they can just form some spirits that are more powerful for mortals. For you, this kind of spirits can be produced in thousands of places at a lower cost. Isn't it a waste of effort to resurrect these souls? "
"Probably ..." I know why the parliament has such doubts. "The empire never does wasteful things, but if it is to compensate for our mistakes, we are still willing to pay a price. I know an empire named Aura For her own mistake, she and all of her soldiers voluntarily gave up half of their personality, and forever gave up—these trapped remnants you see, their situation is more or less the same as the Empire planted. The hidden dangers are related, so the new empire will correct the mistakes of the year one by one within its ability. "
The expression on the parliament's face changed subtly, and I noticed that the temperament around her changed again. Then the group consciousness who had experienced vicissitudes and interacted with the Empire for tens of thousands of years nodded slightly to me and Sandora: I am greeted by you in the name of the Nautilus. It seems that although the Apostles of the Spirit are proud, they do not dare to admit their mistakes, and with this effort everything will be fine. "
I smiled at her and asked, by the way: "That ... did you switch personality again?"
Parliament nodded: "Well, to use the words I saw on the Empire Data Network a while ago, the eighteenth personality is a bit arrogant. She is embarrassed to say the words just now. To introduce myself, I am one hundred and thirty-three. On the 16th. "
I:"……"
Why haven't you noticed that the council still has such a wonderful side when contacted before! Is it because she was unfamiliar with the other party, she used official words from beginning to end, but I did n’t find her changing her personality every five minutes?
"Cough, anyway, this sample host is temporarily here with you. The technical information about maintaining the soul and brain survival in the host is in the database of the console." I coughed twice to ease the embarrassment, and followed me along the way. She didn't say anything, she just curiously researched Tavel (mass projection) of the Toberu-type psionic device, "This is my chief researcher ~ EbookFREE.me ~ I let her assist you, uh, In addition, as well as she said before, she hopes to understand how you aggregate these souls. In exchange, we will provide you with key technologies about the second cycle of psionic energy. "
This is a matter that was negotiated through the dedicated network and the parliament before coming here, so the other party and the group of scientists behind her did not express any objection. The quality projection of Tavel will temporarily stay here as a technology exchange talent: the coffin control pair This opportunity is really long awaited. She looked eagerly at the translucent figure of the parliament. The first sentence she said was very characteristic of her crazy scientist: "First meeting-I am also very interested in your life form. If you can, I hope you can cooperate I will do more research and I will give you more technical information with the permission of His Majesty ... "
Before the smile of welcome on the council's face had time to retreat, it took time to stiffen, and the tone was particularly frightening: "Wait ... wait! This is not the same as saying ..."
As soon as half of her thriller was said, her temperament changed again, and then she smiled awkwardly at me and Sandora: "Sorry, there was a mild victimization delusion on the 136th-I am 76 number……"
Sandora and I: "..." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)