Chapter 2265: The expeller is a sinner

The holographic image changed again, from the shape of a long tube to three equal-sized cylinders. It looked like... a lunch box?
Okay, let's call it a lunch box for now.
The three lunch boxes are based on the three corners of an equilateral triangle, suspended in mid-air, and making a uniform circular motion.
"G-2 Thunder Spinner" mechanical bird introduced: "It is the second variant of the G series robot. This form of the G series robot can release light attribute static magic and electric wave magic from the port to attack. , The attack range is two to three meters, the attack intensity ranges from one thousand to one hundred thousand volts, and the longest duration is twenty-eight minutes."
"Only twenty-eight minutes?" Kailan let out a disdainful laugh: "Even the G-1 form is not as good as it is, unless its sleep time is shorter than that of the G-1, otherwise it is just a tasteless taste."
Instead of drinking Kailan's disdain, I asked the mechanical bird directly: "How long does the G-2 Thunder Spinner sleep?"
"In theory..."
"Don't be theorized, talk about the actual" I rudely interrupted the Robot Bird: "The real battle depends on the most real data, not the theoretical data used to deceive investors."
"As you wish, the sleep time of the G-2 Thunderbolt is the same as the sleep time of the G-1 Corona, which is twenty-four hours."
"Kalan is right. The G-2 Thunder Spinner is just a flashy tasteless taste."
"But the light attribute static magic and electric wave magic released by the G-2 Thunder Spinner are the strongest means to kill the expeller. Once hit, the expeller can lose action in a short time."
"There is a question, a very critical question, you didn't figure it out." I raised my index finger and said seriously: "The Destroyer is no longer an enemy, but a comrade-in-arms."
"How can this be?" The mechanical bird said in a calm tone, uttering the doubt that shakes its core: "The Destroyer killed tens of thousands of Celestial Clan people. Why would such a sinner become a comrade-in-arms? "
With that said, he turned the fluorescent light to Kailan and stared straight at his new master.
Kailan didn't know how to answer for a while, so she turned her attention to me for help.
"I said silly bird, don't you never leave this island?"
"What do you mean?" The mechanical bird's tone was flat, but his words seemed rather unpleasant: "Do you have any opinions on me living on this island?"
"Opinion? No, no, no," I waved my hand again and again: "You have misunderstood what I mean. It is your business where you live. I have no right to interfere. I just feel that it is necessary to tell you the truth of history."
"Oh? Please speak."
"The expellers did kill tens of thousands of Celestial people. This is a fact that does not need to be disputed, but I heard that most of them killed were resistance organizations, and very few were infighters. For the obedient and civilians, they were I haven't waved a butcher knife. I wonder if you have ever heard of this incident?"
The mechanical bird pondered for a few seconds, then slowly said: "After memory retrieval, your answer has a correct rate of 85 percent, an error rate of 10 percent, and an uncertainty rate of 5 percent."
"Eighty-five percent, that's basically a real hammer. Okay, let's continue." With my arms around, I leaned on a robotic arm with confidence, trying to use human language to convince its mechanical brain: "Maybe You don’t know it, or you may already know it, but I still want to say that the former leader of the Destroyer Corps, Tyrannosaurus King Bakar, has already known about your establishment of a research base, but it has never interfered. Yes, not just him, but the expeller has never found fault with the research base in a subjective sense. Isn't that correct?"
"The correct rate is 93%, the error rate is 5%, and the uncertainty rate is 2%."
"Oh, this matter is more accurate than not killing civilians. It seems that the deporter has never invaded the research base!"
"Is this your... guess?"
"Oh, it's exposed." I scratched my head and smiled embarrassedly: "Yes, this is indeed my conjecture, not hearsay history, nor deeds recorded in historical documents-who is okay? Such trivial things are recorded in historical documents!"
"Could it be that the previous words are also..."
"No, the previous words are not" I shook my head and said: "Those are what I accidentally talked about when chatting with the evil dragon Spitz."
"Evil Dragon Spitz... Master's fiancé, you are such a magical human being that you can make friends with the dragon."
The mechanical bird sighed.
"Magic is not counted, I'm just good at making friends. What evil dragon Spitz, Tyrannosaurus King Bakar, are all my friends, oh, by the way, by the way, the reason why I am an ordinary expeller First, the expellers are indeed not the heinous people. They do things very principled. Strictly speaking, they will not kill anyone except for being the enemy. Second, the Tyrannosaurus King Bakar you know , Is just the former master of the Destroyer Corps, and their current master is me. As the master, I cannot allow things that damage the Destroyer’s reputation to happen."
"You just described the deporter as a sinner, right?"
"Yes" the mechanical bird explained: "In my core memory, anyone who has killed the Celestial Clan is a sinner."
"It turns out that your perception is like this. No wonder you treat the expelled as a sinner. It's clear, but at the same time, I want to say that if you kill the people of the Celestial race, you are a sinner. From the perspective of the world, then I will tell you the unfortunate news that most of the Celestials after five hundred years are sinners."
Afterwards, I told the contents of Giselle's diary to the mechanical bird.
Although there are very few records in the diary, how many imperial troops killed by the Callert organization every day, and how many people are killed by the imperial troops every day, no one can imagine that there is no undead in war.
The mechanical bird was silent for a long time, and when it spoke again, its tone changed a little, showing some vicissitudes. It was just a voice, still an electronically synthesized sound without emotion: "I always thought that the dragon invasion is the greatest disaster of the heavens, but it didn't I thought that what really caused the degeneration of the Celestial Clan was the civil strife."
I did not tell the mechanical bird. In fact, the Celestial people you know have disappeared in the face of a devastating disaster. The rest are only scattered, one of the few descendants. Today, I Kailan was the only member of the Celestial Clan encountered.
If you can’t find the descendants of the Celestial people who have considerable knowledge of machinery in your lifetime, or there are no children with mechanical talents among my children and Kailan, then your research base, the final result, will either become someone else His dowry, either in the devastation of the years, turned into dust.
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