Chapter 1457: Shipboard host

Warren Field is a man thinner than we think. When he died naturally, he was already a hundred years old, and his body was almost atrophied. The old starship commander sat quietly on the only chair in the small warehouse, with a layer of hoarfrost on his body; his hair was white, his face was wrinkled and crooked, and his skin was dark, like an old farmer who worked in the fields all year round. The only thing that can prove his military identity is the straight military uniform on his body: this uniform is meticulously laid on him, which seems slightly loose, but still prestigious.
The old man's hands froze stiffly on his chest, covered by hoarfrost was a small data terminal that he held tightly.
Sandora stepped forward, but hesitated when removing the data terminal. Then she carefully placed her finger on the terminal case, and used a very precise space transmission to directly transfer the small machine that was only as big as a palm. Here comes it: I can see that this is to protect the fragile body. Although the environment in the small warehouse makes Warren Field's remains alive to this day, he is not as immortal as his ancestors, maybe only a slight touch , That remains will be wiped out.
"It works." Sandora checked the working status of the data terminal and nodded slightly. After the initial authentication was completed, the small device that had been shut down for tens of thousands of years turned on again. She found the special code used to wake up the shipboard host and waited quietly after activating it. About one minute passed. We heard that there seemed to be a faint sound from the depths of the spacecraft, and then the low-to-high buzzing sound when various equipment was activated and the high-power lines were back online began to come from all directions, and the ship-based mainframe was restarting. The redundant equipment and radar devices in the spacecraft that have been turned off for a long time also started to activate. We suddenly received reports from the fleets outside: "Your Majesty! The ghost ship is moving, its peripherals seem to be awake!"
"I know, Sandora is starting the ship," I replied casually. "Just keep the suppression. Its engine hasn't shut down yet. In addition, follow-up personnel were notified. Come in 15 minutes later, the spacecraft is safe."
When I hung up the communication, Sandora looked at the empty cabin and said suddenly, "Master, can you hear the voice here?"
"The host responded," a soft electronic female voice sounded from all directions, "the whole system self-test has been completed, the host is working normally, and the damage to the spacecraft is more than 90%. The entire system is in standby."
"Speak after these reports," Sandola waved. "Do you know who we are? Does your authorization system work?"
That soft voice sounded again: "Authentication is normal, Her Majesty Sandora Kelvie Uraces, Emperor's authority, unrecorded individuals, emperor's authority, others are unrecognizable unrecorded individuals, including a protoss."
Ding Dong was looking out of my pocket. Such small peas have been identified, and it seems that the carrier-based host is in good working condition. She can recognize Sandora and my permission level, and everything is easy.
"What's going on with this ship?" Sandora said as she looked at Warren Field's body. "What about this awakened human being? Which sky zone do you come from?"
"This ship does not belong to any independent sky zone. It is a non-organized unit that was produced by an individual with special authority in the last years. Its mission is to escape the collapsed empire and continue to wander in the void. Find possible New Tinder, the other survivors who escaped from the Empire. Warren Field's wake was caused by an accident and force majeure. The spacecraft was injured during the escape and could only perform the wake-up procedure. "
The situation is in line with what Warren's diary mentioned and our guess: the exiled spacecraft was soon intercepted by Mad Emperor. Although it is in a state of silence and looks like a dead ship, those who have lost their judgment Emperor still severely injured the spacecraft, causing the dormant facility to fail, and most of the spacecraft's functions were stopped. The unlucky starship commander began his solitary life for decades. Sandora thought for a while, and suddenly found something wrong: "Master, why didn't you let this human go back to sleep? Is the spacecraft's hibernation system really stuck completely, can't you even unlock it?"
As soon as I heard it, I was also curious: Warren Field's decades of lonely life can actually be ended by doing one thing, that is, returning to the hibernation cabin. But Warren mentioned in those diaries that the hibernation system refused him to return to that compartment. His explanation for this was that the hibernation system had completely failed. The hibernation module refused to reopen due to a hard logic error, but the existence of the ship-based host It seems that this explanation is somewhat untenable: the ship-borne host is a semi-personalized person with rational thinking ability. Except for a conventional body, you can basically treat any ship-borne host on the Empire Starship as A special Schilling apostle, although these hosts are limited in their responsibilities and weak in personality, they have at least the ability to correct logic bugs on other devices, and even the ability to actively evade self-logic loopholes.
In other words: the ship ’s main engine is not stupid, she should be able to see at a glance that Warren Field ’s wake-up is a mistake, and she herself admits that the human wake-up originated from the accident, so she is completely The ability to actively unlock the endless loop of the dormant system, as the highest authority control center on the spacecraft, the shipboard mainframe has this ability and responsibility for troubleshooting-but she did not do so.
The main engine of the ship seemed to pause for a half second this time before answering Sandora's question: "The dorm bay was damaged."
Several of us were stunned, and even the little crow couldn't help but utter a whisper: Although the bird was not very clever, it was surprised at this time, which is enough to show how unexpected the ship-borne host said.
"What does it mean that the dorm compartment has been damaged?" I looked back from surprise and immediately asked loudly.
"The first attack destroyed the outer defense circle of the spacecraft. The second attack hit the spacecraft's No. 2 main energy node. The subsequent surge of psionic energy recoiled into the core section and destroyed the dormant zone. When the ship escaped from the pursuit, all The dormant areas have been severely damaged, the psionic energy has infiltrated and contaminated all facilities and killed almost all the occupants. Warren Field is the only survivor, but he himself does not know it. "
Sandora's gaze fell on the remains in the middle of the room: "That is ... he wasn't actually aroused by nature?"
"It's true," the ship's main engine replied with the usual peaceful voice. "After finding that the dormant area was contaminated with high concentration of psionic energy. Our ship sent the remaining self-discipline machinery to look for the wounded, and finally found that only one person survived, Warren? Field was taken to the medical room for rescue, and the ship completely locked the dormant area to prevent the pollution from spreading to the final clean section. "
"Then you lied to him that he was woken up early because of a sleep facility failure, and forbidden him from approaching that section for reasons that the sleep system was stuck," I sorted things out and found that the facts were almost the same as mentioned in Warren's diary. Farewell, "Actually there is nothing right behind the gate, right? Are you afraid he will collapse?"
"Our ship made the above decision based on the Hecona psychological template entered before departure. Based on logical analysis, our ship believes that Warren Field needs a psychological support and a relatively mild reason for the accident to survive, and The normal mentality continues to work. The psychological support is that the compatriots in the dormant area are still alive, and the relatively mild cause of the accident is the system failure. This logical judgment showed a deficiency in the later stage, and Warren Field was still caught in the confusion for several years, but in the large It worked as intended. "
The whole thing is clear now: why the shipboard host with self-correction ability and high authority cannot cope with a small dormant system bug; why the shipboard host completely closes the dormant zone, and we have not even found that section ; Why when Warren Field tried to wake other hibernates to accompany himself, the main engine of the ship stopped him from doing so with a lame reason of "lack of spaceship supplies"-this reason was not tenable at all, Because we know how powerful the Empire's information-to-physical conversion device is, if it can provide food and air to one person, then it can supply another thousand people.
There was only one real reason the ship-borne host barred Warren from accessing the dormant section: it was long over there.
It may be due to the alienation and indifference of the old empires to the servants. Warren Field didn't know the technical details of the ship. According to what he mentioned in his diary, we can clearly judge that he is very new to most Empire equipment, only knows the usage but not the principle and specific power. This is the common point of most of the servants of the old empire. The emperor who pursued the iron-handed policy at that time only needed those cannon fodder races to know how to pull the trigger. It would be different for the servants of the new empire.
We can understand Warren Field's mental state from the fragmentary diaries, and we can see that the "lying bastards" in the dormant section from beginning to end have a huge weight in the starship commander's mind. He envied them, envyed them, and cared about them. They hate them, and deliberately hypnotize them. Regardless of their psychological state, the "occupants in the dormant zone" are the last things the old captain could not let go. It is because there are still people on the ship that he can keep at least If you let him know that he is actually driving an empty ship, maybe he really collapsed from the beginning.
"I understand the situation," Sandora said, looking at the data terminal in her hand. "You're doing it right, although it's not entirely correct, you're doing it right."
"Wait!" At this moment Lirina jumped out suddenly. "Wait a minute, I still have questions!"
"The ship-based host needs to confirm your questioning authority."
"She has the authority to let you answer all questions." I patted Lilina's head to the ship-based host, which was isolated from the new empire's authority network. Of course, she did not know Liliana, and even recognized me Like Gaia at the time, he is a "stranger who doesn't know but has the authority of the emperor of the fifteen-day district", so it needs to be explained.
"The carrier-based host understands, please ask questions."
"As you say, everyone in the dormant area of ​​the spacecraft is dead, isn't it?" Li Lina pulled out Jingdong from my pocket and held it on her own head. Both the goddess and I think there should be life here. What is going on? There are other living people on the spaceship? "
"This ship has interrupted interference. You should not be able to sense these conditions."
"Don't ask why," Lirina waved. "Are there any other living people on this ship?"
Sandora and I couldn't help but raise my ears at the moment. Liliana's question was really curious. The duration of the ship's main engine pause was obvious. She stayed for a second or two before answering: "Please be prepared to teleport, this ship will guide you to the ecological zone."
There was a flash of light in front of us, and we found that we had come to a place that we had never seen before. It looks like another large cabin in the heart of the ship.
This place is as wide as the event hall, but there are fewer furnishings in the space, and you can't see any equipment and control seats related to spacecraft navigation. The ceiling above the hall seems to have been remodeled, with some messy pipes and nozzles hanging in my opinion, but these are not eye-catching things. What really draws attention is the floor in the center of the hall:
There is a nursery there!
Yes, there is a lively green space in the center of the lobby!
"It's been a long time. It seems that the automatic system left at the time took good care of the place, and now it's time to harvest."
The sound of the ship's main engine came from all directions. I wonder if it was an illusion. I actually heard a trace of emotion and nostalgia from this synthetic voice, which should have no emotional fluctuations.
"This ... is the garden garden mentioned in Warren's Diary?" I suddenly thought of the diaries I saw before. During the second half of Warren Field's life, he basically relied on a garden to make himself. Keep it centralized. If you remember correctly, this solution is still based on the suggestion of the ship-based mainframe-I never expected that this vegetable garden would be maintained to this day!
"That's why, this ship comprehensively analyzed the psychological template of the Hecona people, and compared it with Warren Field's mental state, and finally found a way to keep it mentally stable for a long time."
"Is the automatic system taking care of this vegetable garden after that human being died?" Sandora suddenly asked, "Is it his last will or did you arrange it yourself?"
"My ship made that decision. It has nothing to do with Warren Field."
"You shouldn't have this logic, including your psychological analysis of carbon-based organisms and various 'treatment options' should be beyond your preset database. Did you learn these by yourself?"
"That's why. The original mission of this ship was to safely bring the exiles out of the Empire. After the accident, Warren Field became the sole guardian of this ship. This ship adjusted its working weight and will guard the Hecona ranks. Is the highest priority project. This ship followed Warren Field's behavior pattern and tried to analyze his psychological changes. In the end, a more comprehensive monitoring tool library was established than the preset database. "
"It seems that those life reactions that are felt in the intuition are this vegetable garden," Li Lina muttered next to me, "the ecology has remained unchanged for tens of thousands of years. Even the automatic system is exaggerated enough. . "
I quietly looked at the square vegetable field with a side length of less than ten meters. It seems that Hykona is a planet highly similar to the earth. Although these plants are weird in shape, they are also lush and verdant. Green plants are extremely similar. Now they are growing vigorously, and it seems that they have just been watered not long ago. Some small drops of water can still be seen shining on the edge of some leaves. I imagined that a lone starship commander quietly cultivated, harvested, and recorded here tens of thousands of years ago, ignoring the fact that there was only one living person on the spacecraft, and spent for an already vain mission goal. Throughout his life, he was accompanied only by the less clever shipboard host on this ship ...
Now that the commander is gone, the vegetable garden he left has been taken care of by the automatic system to this day, and it will still be the same as it was tens of thousands of years later.
This automatic system for taking care of the vegetable garden is actually unnecessary. If it is a ship-based host that has just left the production line, it will certainly not waste energy on the spacecraft in such a place that is meaningless for the mission. At least one is normal. The old carrier of the old empire should not do the same, but the ship host of the Schilling VI did so.
This host comes down to logic, but I think it's more than just logic.
I looked at Li Lina, Li Lina was staring at Ding Dang. At last, the two of them shook their heads with regret: not all life can be resurrected, and mortals who entered the immortal state like ancestors are just a special case .EbookFREE.me ~ Warren Field is unlikely to return.
"At least he calmed down when he left, and you stayed with him to the end," Sandora should have thought of the same thing as me, so she comforted an airship control system like never before, and then she brought up the ship's original Mission, "Host, you should have the mission details of this spaceship and the final information of the sky zone it belongs to, upload it to me."
"The host understands that the ship's initial mission log and information sent to other survivors will be uploaded to your data terminal, and the ship's construction information will also be uploaded together, please pay attention to receiving."
Sandora confirmed that she had received the information, but did not rush to look at them, but continued to say to the ship's host: "Can you return to the team?"
The ship's main engine was silent for a while, and Sandora waited patiently. We heard some low voices from the depths of the spacecraft. It seemed that there were some new large equipment on the line. Then the lights in the hall dimmed. That indifferent electronic synth sounded again:
"Ship Six, the main engine n-er-06 is fully activated, the core is ready, and this ship is waiting to be hit." To be continued. .
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