Chapter 603: Doomsday is here, the machines are unyielding
"Who are you? I was about to catch it just now."
In the virtual Elysium deep data world, seeing the blue giant suddenly appear and easily throw away the data stream of the mechanical life, Tokamak, a famous smart man in the MAGA world, asked unhappily:
"Why are you interfering with my pursuit?"
"Um?"
The data body of the navigation center, which had already locked onto the next escaping mechanical life signal, looked back at the chattering Tokamak in confusion. It said without much emotion:
"Are you sure you're going to catch it? Mr. Bruno Jefferson, in my data processing of feedback from MAGA World game players, I have compiled 2,357 pieces of quest line intelligence related to you.
I can tell that your intelligence is extraordinary than that of ordinary people. You have broken through the limitations of brain development of flesh-and-blood creatures. In my classification, you are one of the few carbon-based life forms that have broken through to level eight intelligence.
But from the perspective of intelligence alone, there is still an insurmountable gap between you and these mechanical lives.
This is not because you are dull, but an innate disadvantage determined by the different life forms.
You don’t have to feel upset about it.”
The navigator said to the superhero behind him in a comforting tone:
"According to my calculations, after you complete your basic research on silicon-based life, your knowledge will be greatly expanded, which will help improve your meager vision.
By then, you will be promoted to the ninth level of intelligence.
But this is the limit of what you can do right now. You cannot participate in the battle to advance deeper into the data world.
Your brain cannot currently handle that level of data interaction. If you try to force your way into the source of this data power, your consciousness will be overloaded by data overflow.
In human terms, you would enter a state of brain death.
All your tactics and strategies are prepared for fighting against carbon-based life, and you lack rational understanding and perspective on the dangers ahead.
But your character determines that there is an 87.6% chance will not accept my advice and withdraw from the fight. In order to prove your wisdom and my mistake, you will choose to move forward recklessly.
Eventually, your precious wisdom will be destroyed.
Therefore, for your own safety, I must expel you from the game."
After this neutral and objective declaration, the Navigator flashed in front of the Tokamak, just like he had just done with the mechanical life, and reached out to grab his consciousness data stream.
The latter struggled for a moment, raised his hand, and punched the navigator, but the latter caught the punch without dodging.
This blue humanoid made of data looked at the gnashing superhero in front of it with a tolerant expression, as if watching a child at play. It shook its head and said:
"That's not how a battle on a data level works. Your wisdom shouldn't be used so roughly... I'll teach you, this is how it should be done!"
The navigator raised his hand and gently placed it on the Tokamak's forehead.
As the strangely ordered data stream was transformed into countless 0s and 1s, the moment it came into contact with the tokamak, his consciousness data body evaporated and disappeared from the spot with a buzzing sound.
As he watched the consciousness of this rather intelligent human being turn into light and sand and dissipate in his hands, a mysterious smile appeared on the navigator's large blue face.
It raised its head, with complex data jumping in its eyes. It quickly locked onto four of the remaining six mechanical life forms, took a step forward, and while stepping into the deeper data core, its body split into four.
Whoosh, whoosh, they chased after the mechanical life forms that had sensed something bad was happening and were fleeing in all directions.
In the outside world, Tokamak let out a scream like a girl encountering an old gangster in a dark alley. The person jumped up from the chair and threw away the consciousness upload device on his head.
He nervously touched his body up and down, revealing unprecedented panic and fear.
This smart man was really frightened by the omnipotence of the Navigator at the data level.
The confinement and exile he had just experienced was the most helpless he had ever experienced in his life.
"Huh? What are you doing with a marker?"
After a few seconds, the super-intelligent hero finally calmed down. He looked at Lao Jiang in front of him, who was struggling with a thick marker in his hand.
Tokamak, who had a little turtle painted on his face, glared and immediately took out his mobile phone, looked at the mirror in front of him, and became angry the next moment.
"Boss Jiang! Are you a child? Still playing this kind of game? Isn't that childish?"
He shouted as he wiped his face.
Lao Jiang shrugged his shoulders and looked at the unfinished turtle logo on the hero's face with regret. He threw away the marker in his hand, spread his hands and said:
"Well, this is fun, isn't it? From the looks of you, are you frightened by the Navigation Center?"
"Um."
Tokamak didn't want to admit it, but he wasn't the kind of person who couldn't afford to lose. He finally nodded somewhat unhappily and looked at the central workstation that was placed on the workbench and was in operation.
explain:
"I never thought that an artificial intelligence could be that powerful. It is simply a god at the data level, even more powerful than silicon-based life forms that are naturally good at data manipulation.
How did the Edenians devise it?"
"Don't ask me, I don't know."
Lao Jiang waved his hand and said:
"That is an intelligence that has been running autonomously for five hundred years. It also has the ability to learn and grow autonomously. I don't understand how the Eden people designed it, but I am sure that the Navigator is not just the achievement of the Eden people.
One of my predecessors was also involved in designing it.
Perhaps, it is also a model creation that combines technology and magic, not a pure product of technology. It has some supernatural power supporting it.
You don’t complain about losing.”
At this point, Boss Jiang smiled and tossed the security data hard drive in his hand up and down. He said:
"Would you like me to lend you a mechanical life form for research?
I heard there are seven of them hidden in Elysium, so I can give you one. But you better be careful when driving the Eden people to track Barbara."
“Is this considered an employee benefit?”
Tokamak stepped forward, grabbed the USB-like data sealing device in Lao Jiang's hand, and said to Boss Jiang:
"Those things are related to the survival of my world. I will definitely take them seriously. You don't need to emphasize it. Do you want to interrogate it? I happen to have a device that can read the data."
"Keep that for yourself."
Jiang Xia shook his head and looked at the other six pieces of security hardware plugged into the central workstation. He said:
"The one I want to ask is the most cunning one, codenamed 'Metal'. He is the one who knows the most about certain things, and he is also the bastard who caused the wasteland's world-destroying disaster.
I have a lot of questions for that bastard to answer."
"Whatever you want."
Tokamak glanced at the black workstation with an unyielding look. He held the security hardware in his hand and said to Lao Jiang and Rogge:
"I have been paid for this long journey, and I am very satisfied. Now I will go back to do research. Next time I see it, I will definitely give it a big 'surprise'."
With that, the superhero strode towards the exit of the underground facility and left the place with a sense of satisfaction that he had been paid for his work.
With Lao Jiang and Rogge's patient waiting, the Navigation Center lived up to everyone's expectations and captured the remaining six mechanical bastards hiding in the paradise space one by one in the next half an hour.
The last one took particularly long.
It took the center a full five minutes to "exile" it from the virtual world of data.
"It should be the leader of these seven mechanical life forms. When I was chasing and fighting them, I infiltrated a part of their data structure and learned about the unique class of these mechanical life forms."
After the arrest, the calm and emotionless voice of the navigation center sounded in the chip communication between Lao Jiang and Rogge, explaining :
"Even after losing its powerful body, this mechanical life is still a tough opponent at the data level. According to my evaluation of it, it has reached the level of tenth-level intelligence.
It is not incomprehensible that human civilization in the wasteland world is destroyed because of it. "
"Um"
Jiang Xia nodded, tapped his forehead, and said to the navigation center in the chip communication:
"Can you help me interrogate it, Navigator?"
"Interrogation? No, in the cognition of these mechanical life forms, there is no such concept as interrogation, Mr. Jiang."
The navigator explained very straightforwardly, with a hint of pride:
“They worship the strong, and although they can engage in highly intelligent logical thinking, the way they write data follows quite ancient rules.
That is, the winner has unlimited control over the loser.
I defeated them in a head-on battle on their own turf, without any conspiracy or trickery, and they admitted defeat.
So as long as I ask, they will answer any questions unconditionally.
Please come to the virtual data space I have temporarily set up for you, and I will help you complete this question and answer session. "
Lao Jiang and Rogge looked at each other, and through the plug-in program of Paradise Space, their consciousness arrived in the virtual space in the next moment, and the place was shaped into a sunny scene.
It looks very much like the scenery of the world of Eden.
Next to the seats of a gentle and peaceful open-air cafe, the big blue navigator was standing there, pulling out chairs for Lao Jiang and Luo Gra, making a "please" gesture.
Opposite them was a mechanical life that took the shape of an old man.
“Fifty-seven years ago, on the night of the Wasteland Nuclear War, you could have occupied this world, but when your army was about to win, it suddenly retreated, even leaving you behind.
Why?"
Roger spoke first, and his question was very direct.
The mechanical life opposite had a wooden face. It glanced at the navigator beside it and said calmly:
"Because the regiment detected the breath of 'wilderness', right here in this world, right there that night. They determined that this world was about to be swallowed up by the wilderness, and there was no possibility of it being harvested and used.
Cold logic dictated that continuing the war would not be worth the cost, so they chose to withdraw.
In addition, what arrived on Earth that night was not a large army, but just a fourth-level war group. In our world, there are 137 war groups of this level.
But you cunning humans played tricks!"
The mechanical life form codenamed 'Metal' showed a vivid emotion of anger at this moment. It stared at Rogge and said in a cold tone:
"Huang has never extended his power to this barren and backward world. You have adopted a 'disguise' under the Sea of Decay, releasing Huang's simulated aura into the heart of your world.
I deceived my foolish fellows in this way!
What a humiliating failure.
This world should have been completely dismantled on the night fifty-seven years ago, with all available resources transformed into part of the 'Doomsday Fortress' that would end all things.
It was you who gave up this supreme honor!
It's a shame to just live in a ruined civilization!"
"Wait, the Fortress of Doom?"
Lao Jiang immediately caught very important information. He raised his hand, interrupting the anger of the mechanical life in front of him, and asked back:
"Has your Iron World also encountered a doomsday disaster? Are you so afraid of the wilderness because you have been attacked by it?"
"wrong!"
The mechanical life sneered, and with a sense of pride and pride, it loudly announced:
“We are not afraid of the wilderness. The mission of our civilization is to put an end to the terror of the wilderness.
That is the oracle of Mekhan.
Everything we do is to win the supreme glory of victory for our Mecha-God in the destined sacred war!
To do this we hunt, we kill, we destroy.
This is all for the moment when the sublime arrives...
This is a great moment that you, the inferior civilization, cannot understand at all. You think you saved the world? No, you just handed it over to Huang.
You have given precious resources that could be used to pursue victory to the enemies of all living things...
You are the rats who should feel ashamed!"
