Chapter 567: Fighting in the dark (10)

Chapter 567 Fighting in the Dark (10)
At the same time (?), Turkic Great Marsh, [nameless relic].
After a night of overnight, the woman took a sigh of relief. Her work has finally been completed, and only the final debugging is left.
"啪滋!滋滋滋滋滋!" The body of the little golem jumped a few sparks, and at the same time twitched twice, and immediately became honest.
It opened a hollow metal mouth and sent a cold inorganic smell from the mouth: "The system restart is complete. Wait for the input command."
"Is it going to talk?" Paramiti Stowe wrapped his bandaged arm and curiously took it.
"I rewrote its language core so that it could understand our instructions." Vivienne put down the welding torch in his hand and put the tools into his hair.
Paramidis looked at his wife with a weird look.
(Your hair can still hide things?)
"What's wrong? There is a sub-space entrance hidden there." Vivienne waved his hand in disapproval and knocked on the little golem: "Search the question: How do these servers access the data?"
The Golem turned his head and focused on the tens of millions of servers in the center of the ruins: "Confirmation: [Pioneer] Seventh Fleet database. Access method retrieval can be read directly by me."
"You can!?" Paramitis almost jumped up. "So, hurry up!"
Vivienne put down the little golem, and the golem slowly walked towards the server group with two small, poor legs. Immediately afterwards, he immediately extended two sets of extremely long metal tentacles from the wires of the head.
The Tutan chief is sitting on a server and smoking slowly. He saw the tentacles crouching down towards him, and then he looked away from the server with an unhappy look, sitting on the ground next to his ass.
The little golem connects the tentacle with several small holes on the server and starts reading the server information.
"Search. Find 600 billion megabytes of text, 30 billion megabytes of audio recordings, 10 billion megabytes of video recording. Which one to look at?"
"My God. This is indeed a treasure trove of information." Vivienne looked surprised. "Why don't you let me find it soon!"
"Yes, the problem is that we can't finish these records for the rest of our lives." Paramitis was gloomy.
"Not necessarily." Vivian said to the Golem: "Data Search: Keyword [Scarlet Plague]."
"Data retrieval. The search is completed, it takes one second to find the matching record: 0."
The big cat is getting more and more upset: "I know that things will not be so smooth."
"Don't worry about that." Tutan rushed to ask: "Data retrieval: keyword [world wall]."
"Data retrieval. The search is completed, it takes six seconds to find matching records: 162, 253, 768, 120."
Tutan can't help but cover his face. This time, there are too many materials to count.
Vivian shook her head. "Intensify the search in the previous search results. Keywords: orcs, genetically modified, slaves, prisoners, mandatory service, supporters."
The Golem made a murmur during the operation: "Data retrieval. The search is completed, it takes three seconds to find the matching record: 512,160."
"It's still too much. Think again." Tutan tapped his head with a cigarette rod. "Enhance search in the previous search results. Keywords: mission, mission, honor."
auzw.com The Golem sounded another murmur and seemed impatient: "In the data retrieval. The search was completed, it took a second to find the matching record: 16,820."
"Keyword, Concealed." Paramitis suddenly inserted.
Hey la la la la!
The Golem skipped a spark and replied for a while: "The search was completed, it took a second to find the matching record: 12".
Hey! It seems that it was forcibly invaded by a certain program, and the little golem made a weird sound. Just when everyone was shocked, thinking that the magic image would be broken, it fell backwards, and a radiant glow appeared in the empty eyes.
"I want to explode?!" Paramitis was busy in front of his wife and kept going back. Tutan also stepped back a few steps.
However, the little golem has not been destroyed. Instead, the light from its eyes gradually gathers in the air, forming a holographic image.
A woman's gesture emerged in midair.
Because it is a holographic image of monochromatic light, the color of the details on this woman has long been untested. Everyone can only see that this is a woman in a white research suit, and
Her appearance and Vivian have many similarities! In general, it is a standard beauty.
"enshun\'sqendo, sava" woman began to speak the ancient language that no one could understand.
"Directive: Translation." Vivian said quickly.
The Golem can still work. When I heard Vivien’s order, I immediately began to translate the words of the woman in the holographic image:
"[It] is what we do. It seems to be blocked by some kind of power, but it is only temporary. In order to completely eliminate it from this time and space, we have designed [Physical Sword]; in order to eliminate the process The damaged world was re-repaired and we developed the [Ghost of the Spirits]."
"What is she talking about?" Parami couldn't help but ask his wife's ear.
"Probably speaking about the dark child." Vivienne covered the big cat's mouth. "Don't make a noise, let me hear her."
"Because of the power, the true power of the Holy Sword has been sealed and can only be opened in the presence of the Holy Grail. The Holy Grail"
Nourishing, nourishing and nourishing. The magic image jumped again, and the holographic image was immediately disturbed by the noise and disappeared.
"Nothing?! Are you kidding!?"
"Command: Restart the video recording just now!" Wei Wei was busy.
"Search. Can't restart. The record doesn't exist." The Golem replied.
"Hell." Tutan waved his pipe.
"I am afraid that it is an encrypted record. It is automatically played by the characteristic conditions. It will be destroyed automatically after playing once." Vivian wrinkled his eyebrows. "Oh, the information was completely destroyed, and it will never be found again." "
"No matter what. The remaining eleven records?" Tutan asked.
Vivian went over and helped the Golem: "Command: Print a list of records."
"Execute the printing protocol." The Golem once again shines from the eyes to form a holographic image: "Printed."
Eleven folders are displayed in the form of holograms, and the file names are clearly marked in English.
One of the documents immediately attracted the attention of the head of the patriarch: "The Golem, play the seventh file, [the Orc army is put into use]."