Chapter 178: Is it over?

History books say that in ancient times, the vast majority of humans lived less than a hundred years old. At that time, people's lives seemed very compact. In just a few decades, they had to experience natural births, and they were everywhere Accidents, blinking aging ... and countless lives.
And when they are old, they often do nothing because of losing their social roles, so the painful past in this life will be constantly flowing upward like a spring in the ground, soaking the lonely spiritual world.
Suddenly, Lin Jingheng was a little heavy-headed, and seemed to feel the kind of "immersion in the past".
The drastic fluctuations in driver's mood will affect mental strength. Lin Jingheng has high mental strength. When one person controls the spiritual net, it does not matter if the value drops a little. However, at this time, the two of them share a spiritual net. Both of them are stuck on a delicate value, and it is likely to drop slightly. It was ejected by Mech's spirit net.
When Lu Bixing saw his expression and knew that it was bad, he immediately withdrew himself from the spirit net. Fortunately, he reacted in a timely manner, and just after breaking down, he saw Lin Jingheng shook a bit, probably receiving a warning from the spirit net.
Lu Bixing had a clever idea: "The artificial intelligence army is still behind!"
Lin Jingheng shuddered suddenly, and her scattered eyes really focused.
"Know," I saw that he nodded almost in a moody mood, opened the communication channel, methodically, "Jin, clean up the battlefield and give it to you, other mechatronics technicians pay attention to check the encryption of electronic equipment, count firepower and casualties , Report immediately-Yang, bring people back to the team. Don't worry, here is the heart of the rose, artificial intelligence will not be more difficult to deal with than chip people. "
...... It's as if the person whose soul was separated is not him.
Lu Bixing breathed a sigh of relief, and his responsibilities exceeded that of the mountains. Wan Jun's weight was squeezed down, and a large bowl of holes leaked from his chest was also manageable.
He has experience in this matter.
"Commander-in-chief," Poisson's voice was a little heavy, "There are unknown energy fluctuations in the direction of the outer transition point, and a group of mechas are approaching."
As soon as the former wolf left, the evil tiger arrived again, and Poisson's voice made a noise in the communication channel.
A number of pictures were taken on the military recorder of Silver III on the periphery, and soon passed to everyone in the coalition.
I saw that the artificial intelligence legion that had originally tried to break into the heart of the rose suddenly suspended its firepower, and the whole team retreated, confronting the tired coalition far away for a moment, and then the team separated to the four sides, and a huge heavy armor emerged.
Lu Bixing asked softly: "Wait, is this ... the 'Dragon Yuan' we met in Votor before?"
His voice faded, and everyone who gazed at the picture took a breath—Long Yuan followed it with a number of follower guard mechs, and then, it was a super heavy armor.
And this is not over yet, the dazzling super heavy armors appear one after another, the same as the market, and soon, in addition to the undisputed Zhan Lu, the other nine of the league's top ten swords are gathered.
Nagus hadn't even gasped, and spit out a word from his nose, "Isn't it alive?"
Lu Bixing patted Zhanlu on his shoulders. Zhanlu ’s spiritual network was overloaded. Now he ’s just a squinting electronic butler:
Interview, do you have any feelings now, brother Zhanlu? Blending this picture is nothing. Have you reflected? "
The manipulator gave him a high-five strengthlessly, and there was a sorrow in the mechanical sound inexplicably: "I think you should reflect on your engineering department, principal Lu, but I am missing the popcorn now."
Lu Bixing had nothing to say about his pursuit, so he looked at the ambitious mech core and sighed, "You are almost becoming a 'home mech'."
At this moment, Long Yuan suddenly moved, slowly approaching the heart of the rose.
The forefront of the three silver spirits has been strained to the extreme, a row of particle cannons came out of the chamber, and hit the dragon's shield heavily, and the high-energy particle stream exploded.
The cold sweat of Posson Yang's palm, the enemy's communication was connected negligently: "Long Yuan, it's not a warning fire any closer."
However, to everyone's surprise, Long Yuan actually stopped. Then, Long Yuan's mechanized nuclear uttered: "Have the Pirate Freedom Corps Command Ship been shot down?"
Poisson Yang did not dare to speak rashly.
Lu Bixing had judged that Lin Jingying should be the first target of the artificial intelligence army. Woolf did not hesitate to "dead for a living", just to deal with her.
So ... what do you mean now?
The first target is gone. Start looking for the second target?
In the past, when Woolf was a man, his thoughts can still be speculated. Now his old man has stepped out of the carbon-based ranks, and the deep pits in his mind are getting more and more unpredictable. No one knows these words without saying a word. What the crazy computer that was bombing was thinking.
Long Yuan waited for a minute, but didn't wait to answer, so he repeated the question tepidly.
"It doesn't matter." At this time, Lin Jingheng's voice came from Poisson's communication channel. The human coalition was extremely fast. For such a moment, the command ship had received the casualties of the various troops there.
Lin Jingheng swept away, judging that the time had not yet reached the end of the mountains and rivers: "You can tell the truth and see what they are going to do. If the two sides have a fight sooner or later, it is better to fight while we have the advantages and the strength."
Long Yuan looked like a urging alarm, and asked once a minute, and said, "Pirate Freedom Bandit ..."
"Yes," Poisson Yang interrupted him. "The command ship where Lin Jinglian was was shot down by our missiles, most of her accompanying guards were wiped out, and the remaining few were captured."
Long Yuan paused, changed his lines, and said without any hesitation, "But the chip people on the ground of the first galaxy are still there."
Poisson popped in fog.
"Slow," Lu Bixing said, "I don't think they came to fight."
Long Yuan: "Mr. Woolf wants to speak directly to General Lin-or President Lu of the eighth galaxy."
After that, Longyuan's mecha nuclear was hidden, and Woolf's voice sounded.
He spoke too anthropomorphically, and the thrill of the corpse's opening on Votor had not faded, and the coalition's goosebumps heard the sound.
"My name is Hubert Woolf, and I would like to thank all of you for your concerted efforts to defeat our common enemy."
Bayer: "... aren't our three parties the common enemy of the other two sides?"
Li Furan hushed him quickly.
"Soon after the surrender of the glorious regiment in Pantou, the pirates of the Free Legion have deeply rooted their roots in the blood-dried soil, and my maker is already close to the limit of human life. Death is in the near future, so I was created. "The artificial intelligence said in Woolf's voice," I share his memory, inherit his last will, will protect the peace to the greatest extent, and destroy the Pirates Freedom Army as the first One goal, so far, with your help, we have accomplished our mission. "
Lin Jingheng said lightly: "The way you‘ defend peace ’is quite creative.

Fortunately, AI does not care about his attitude: "Do you mean bombing Votor, Jingheng? Votor is the most likely bait for the bandit. The local population is the least among all planets, and the residents have the strongest sense of refuge. Best able to protect himself. "
This sounded as if Votto was quite blasted.
"Personal rights and social efficiency, morality, civilization, and interests are the choices. Every issue can be debated." Woolf said, "Every decision will consume your determination and sharpness as a commander. The enemy knows this. One thing, in fact, she has already beaten you with the capital stars of major galaxies, and I don't think she will leave you time for a debate. I choose the scheme with the most benefits according to the target weight and priority. It turns out that , We succeeded. "
Lu Bixing: "Nothing else, what about the refugees who escaped from Votor?"
"The infrastructure of the Fortress of Angel City is intact, there are many man-made space stations nearby to live in, and there is ample reserves of materials. They have been there once and it is not unfamiliar. Most people had it in the Fortress of Angel City when they last evacuated. Temporary residence can be modeled after the last arrangement, and the highest administrative level of the survivors will be responsible. "Woolf said without hesitation," Of course, freedom of choice, only artificial mechs will be short-term. Caused their panic, so I ask you to help you after the rest. "
He really thought about it.
Woolf also said, "In the next step, we will clean up the ground chip people, arrest more than two generations of chip people, try them according to law, and forcefully remove the first generation chips to isolate and eliminate the impact of biological chips on the human body. The president can provide technical support. "
Lu Bixing: "Do you want Dr. Harden's chip jamming technology?"
"Yes." Artificial intelligence Woolf said politely, "I promise not to abuse the biochip, and to minimize the chip drug poisoning as the top priority. The technology obtained will never be used in illegal human experiments. The above will be written My program. "
Lu Bixing hesitated.
As long as something is produced, it will never disappear again.
Since the ancient people opened the door to addictive drugs, drug abuse has been banned for quite a long time. So it is conceivable that although the chip empire is destroyed, the addiction of the biochip similar to Eden is still in the future. This new type of drug will become a sore in society. In the future, each galaxy will probably target the chip and set up a new The "anti-narcotics department" and research institute will be another long-term struggle.
Therefore, it is certain that the chip jamming technology is shared among the galaxies. If any commander in chief of the Central Army asked him, he would give it without saying a word.
But at this time, he was facing a weird artificial intelligence army. Lu Bixing tentatively said, "If we refuse to cooperate, Long Yuan will not fire?"
"No, I thought I had explained clearly that my existence will always form the optimal solution at the least cost. I am not a war machine." Woolf said peacefully, "chip interference technology is not traceless. I have strong artificial intelligence and the ability to analyze this technology. Even if you refuse to cooperate, I just spend more time. But if President Lu refuses, and chip crimes will upgrade in the future, we will also refuse technology sharing. I don't think this is a win-win situation. "
For the first time, Lu Bixing negotiated with artificial intelligence. He couldn't help but want to know the bottom line of artificial intelligence, so he struck out: "Let's do this, you can exchange ten famous swords."
People have anger and sorrow, but artificial intelligence doesn't seem to have it. The personality is copied like a character, it is just an imitation.
Sure enough, his lion opened his mouth, and the artificial intelligence Woolf was not angry, but justified and said, "Sorry, this transaction is not fair."
Lu Bixing immediately changed his mouth: "No, not half?"
Woolf still said, "Not fair."
"One."
"Do not……"
"What about the deformable material head office that repairs the Zhanlu mech nucleus?"
To everyone's surprise, this time, the artificial intelligence Woolf was silent for a while and actually agreed.
About an hour later, the artificial intelligence corps released a small supply ship for mechs to transport supplies. Silver III struck a hundred and twenty spirits, isolated the small supply ship, and almost dragged out every part. Eliminate the poison once and thoroughly go back and forth through six security inspections before accepting the things. Then put a few chip jammers and brief instructions into the supply ship and send them back.
Woolf gave them a ton of deformable material ... and a worn cardboard box.
"Silver III has been checked, and there are no dangerous items in it," Posson Yang personally sent the cardboard box to the command ship. "There are no electronic items in it at all, commander in chief, look at it."
The cardboard boxes are all trivial old objects-there are a dozen photo frames with many old photos in it, Marshal Woolf, Dr. Harden, his grandfather Ringle, childhood Lin Wei, teenager Lin Wei, dressed in black Lu Xin, a teenager in the school uniform of the Lanzhou Academy ... has a group photo and a single person.
There are also a number of colorful children's drawings, the signature in the corner is a crooked "Lin Wei", and a quite retro notebook, the owner of the notebook is Linger. It is said that when the war between the new and old ephemeris was heated up, for the sake of safety, the founders of the alliance had abandoned electronics for some time and returned to the original pen and paper, which should be the notes of that period.
"Here are some relics," said artificial intelligence Woolf. "Jingheng, I think you should save them properly."
Having said that, Mech Long Yuan took the supply ship and just turned around and was ready to retreat.
"Wait a minute," Lu Bixing said suddenly before the communication was cut off. "The last problem, Woolf ... Marshal, after solving the problem of terrestrial chip people, what are you going to do? Turn the alliance into an artificial intelligence operation. The Mechanical Empire? "
"I will sleep." Woolf, the artificial intelligence, left such a imaginative sentence without explaining it and cut off the communication. The top ten swords seemed to have made a special trip to the old man's podium platform. He retreated as quickly as he came, and disappeared in the middle of Rose Heart.
The silent heart of roses is like a space cemetery, wandering numerous mech wreckages, and the human coalitions left behind are staring at each other, as if just waking up from a nightmare.
I wonder who asked gently: "Is it all over?"
There was a moment of silence in the communication channel, and suddenly someone burst into tears and couldn't hear who it was. Maybe it was the Central Army of the Second Galaxy who lost the commander. Perhaps it was a hallucination that hurt his comrade in a hallucination.
Maybe it's just the rest of the life, and sadness comes from it.
Lin Jingheng took a deep breath and raised his hand to call a guard: "Spirit Net picks up, you come to be a driver."
As a pilot on the mech that controls Kuanglin Shuai, the guard was taken aback, flattered, "I ... me?"
Lin Jingheng didn't say much. He surrendered his driving authority and walked to the medical room next to him casually.
He walked a few steps, suddenly suddenly like a dead battery, planted his head.