Volume 8: The Fourth Impact Chapter 36 I have a brain but no body, and you have a body but no brain. Don’t you think we are a match made in heaven?
Mason, who had just placed a production order, climbed out of the suitcase factory and saw the communication equipment on his desk operating automatically.
The optical projection that could originally only be generated within one meter of the surrounding area was upgraded. With the cooperation of other projection devices in the room, Batmos's figure was projected in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window in the office.
The data god dressed as an IT man was holding his old mug and staring at the wasteland outside the window.
Mason didn't try to understand the guy's thoughts and mentality at the moment, but he knew that Bartomos, who advocated efficiency, would not have come just to run over to see the scenery.
"I guess you want to complete that trip you've been dreaming of?"
The captain leaned against the table, picked up his cup, dropped a few drops of concentrated stimulant into it, then took out some orange juice and poured it in. Then he put it to his lips, took a sip, then frowned, pinched out a candy and threw it in.
Then he said:
"Are there any results in tracking the Metal Spirit Kingdom?"
"It is true that the method to reach the source has been clarified , but I am here to talk about more than just this."
The God of Data withdrew his gaze from the real world. He looked back at Mason, drank a sip of data water, and said:
"I calculated the world fusion plan you proposed in the mainframe of the Exile, and after adding the theoretical model provided by Tony Stark's army into it, I discovered something terrible.
Even if your Speed Force Cannon successfully reduces the mutual pressure of the planes colliding, in the most optimistic case, the pressure acting directly on the earth can still crush each other within minutes.
You are well aware that continuing with this plan will not lead to good results.
But you have no intention of stopping it. I have just accessed the database of geomagnetic field generators that have been installed in other worlds, and you have not told other partners about this risk.
So I'm here to ask you, do you have any other auxiliary means?
Or do you plan to go all out?"
"I have another solution."
Mason tasted his orange juice and said directly without hiding anything:
"But it still lacks some necessary data support. Tony's team is working on this matter and perhaps there will be results in the next few days.
The plane piercing of the Speed Force Cannon is only to reduce the expansion pressure inside the plane, and the buffering measures when the impact collision occurs are not included in the early construction. "
"You mean the buffer measures, the Isu Aurora devices being built on various worlds, and the unexpected cosmic tuning fork?"
Bartmos blinked and asked:
"Have you thought of a way to use them together?"
"It's just a rough idea. I won't say it with certainty, but I think they will definitely work. Both of them have the function of stabilizing the plane. When they are effective, they should be able to withstand the impact pressure weakened by the speed force cannon.
However, this requires further testing.
You may be able to extract a portion of the computing power from the Divine World. I mean, I want to make a redundant area. I still need the strong computing power from you to complete this idea."
Mason grinned, took a gulp of orange juice, and said:
"But this test will have to wait until I get the complete operating instructions for the Cosmic Tuning Fork. Now, let's talk about your business. Are you coming to me to take me with you to see the Metal Spirit Kingdom?"
"certainly!"
The God of Data laughed, pushed up his black-framed glasses, and said:
"I am going to explore the unknown land, carrying the mission of expanding the data life to the next stage. Although there will be no punishment if I fail, the benefits I can get if I succeed will be quite amazing.
In this case, it is natural to look for a powerful companion!
When it comes to exploration and development, no one is better than you. If not you, an outstanding A-level member of the Star Club, who else can I find?
Get ready.”
Bartmos glanced at the time on the clock in Mason's office and said:
"The Exile spacecraft is about to arrive in the planetary orbit of the Gotham world. The body of the Golden Amozo is ready. This time I will download my main program and logic module to complete this journey to find the Mechanical Kingdom."
"You need a team? Or a partner?"
Mason asked, and the Data God shrugged and said:
“Of course, the fewer people involved in this kind of thing, the better.
The mechanical kingdom of the Metal Spirit is not a place that is kind to flesh and blood life. I have gathered the Afterlife Squad as the backbone, but I need to find a powerful commander for them. "
“It’s great that they’re all acquaintances.”
Mason snapped his fingers, glanced at his calendar, and said:
"Give me an hour to complete the adjustment of the manufacturing plan, but I have to bring Barbara with me. She is a super hacker and may be able to help."
"Please, I'm going with you, Mason!"
Bartmos pouted and said:
"You already have the strongest hacker ancestor in the entire parallel world system, why do you still want to take in a less outstanding apprentice?"
"Shouldn't we find her and go over to learn a few tricks from you?"
The captain squinted his eyes and said:
“If your expedition is truly successful, then all the data life forms in the entire Shenyu world will find a new home. Then it won’t be so easy to find you.
It would not be our style to not seize this last opportunity for cooperation and make the most of it .
I promise she won't hold me back, and I'll give her the Mobius chair to use."
"Well, with that super-powered mechanical chair, her abilities will be as good as we need them to be, so let's do it."
Bartmos waved goodbye and said:
"See you in an hour then."
"Buzz"
The God of Data disappeared into thin air as pixels, but a few seconds later he poked his head out of the air again and said to Mason, who was sitting in a chair preparing to adjust the production plan:
"There is one more thing I think you may be concerned about. Ms. Ciri quietly entered Night City three hours ago. With the help of the cyborg doctor Consus, we have completed the transcoding of her soul."
"Um?"
The trigger keyword made Mason look up. He pushed his glasses to look at Bartmos and said:
"What was the result?"
"Not very good."
The Data God sighed and said:
"Her soul was too severely 'polluted'. Even with Mr. Black Strange purifying her, and even with Ultra personally participating in the consciousness extraction, in the end, they could only transcode biological consciousness data with a completeness of 68%.
Although this level of data is enough to complete her "data ascension" in the Mikoshi World, due to the incomplete biological consciousness, even if she is constructed as a complete body in the Mikoshi World, you will most likely only get a silver-haired doll with 100% realism that can only respond instinctively.
There is also a high probability that various cyber diseases will arise due to the loss of emotional and memory modules.
Although a one-to-one bionic sex doll is enough for some men, I believe that you who pursue perfection would not want such a result.
So, my suggestion is to start from other aspects.
This kind of pollution incident related to supernatural forces is really beyond the scope of our data life forms to deal with. If it really doesn't work, I can help manually write the part of her missing biological consciousness.
But I can only make it as realistic as possible..."
"Is the consciousness that was programmed still hers?"
Mason shook his head and said:
"I like... ahem, what I mean is that I have adapted to the real Ms. Hunter and am no longer satisfied with the simulation. Leave this matter to me."
"I will keep that data as a backup plan in case of an irreversible desperate situation."
Bartmos said:
"Although sex dolls may not satisfy you, it's still good to have the thought."
After that he disappeared again. Mason felt a little heavy, but he quickly adjusted his mood. After completing the redefinition of the manufacturing process, he connected to Barbara's data communication.
The optical projection program upgraded by Batmos no longer only projects the upper body, but very powerfully projects Batgirl's full state at this time and simulates the scene she is in.
Mason's eyes widened at the undignified state of her and Grayson before him, and he coughed and covered his eyes.
He said:
"I'll give you two minutes, you and Grayson! Get dressed, damn it... I know this is exciting, but please don't answer the phone in this situation, okay?
Besides, the legendary single branch line that I reassembled on your arm prosthesis is for combat, not for you to play this kind of game... Oh, forget it, hurry up!
There is life.”
"ah"
Batgirl exclaimed.
She thought that she could avoid embarrassing situations by wearing clothes on the upper body, but she didn't expect that her stinky brother had upgraded his optical projection communication, which exposed her true identity.
He hurriedly retracted the single molecule wire, jumped off the young master, and hurriedly put on his clothes. The young master also covered his lower body in embarrassment.
He was also complaining about how it was so difficult for couples who were apart more than together to do something happy and joyful!
As expected of a superhero, he changed his clothes quickly. Thirty seconds later, the two men with awkward expressions reappeared in front of Mason. The captain sighed and said:
"Barbara, come back to the bar right away and wait for me there. Bartmos gave us a temporary development request, and this time we have to act with him.
The Mobius Chair will be given to you to use. Remember to bring enough hacker copy chips. You may be able to learn a lot of useful skills from Bartmos this time."
"Oh well."
When she heard that she could work with the hackers' idol, Batgirl immediately became excited. She hummed a song while searching for the components she needed in the messy bedroom, while the young master asked with a licking face:
"Can I go with you guys? Look, my fiancée is going out to fight for her life, and I'm just left worrying about her. Isn't that bad?"
"You can go play with the Starfire girl and finish what you didn't finish just now."
Mason said in a teasing tone:
“It’s good to have confidence, Grayson, but you must have a clear understanding of your own strength.
This time we are going to find the mysterious kingdom of the source of power. I am not trying to scare you. If something happens along the way, you can happily say goodbye to the material world that you are familiar with.
So if you want to go, remember to buy insurance in advance and write Barbara Gordon as the beneficiary.
Okay, just kidding.
Batmos has confirmed the path, and this quest won't last long.
Your girlfriend will be back in six hours at most, and you'll have time to prepare a candlelight dinner for her... Well, prepare two. Harley and Quinn haven't been in a good mood lately, and I think I need to comfort my crazy girlfriends."
"Hey, romance, I'm good at this."
The young master smiled, turned around and gave Barbara, who was about to leave, a passionate kiss. When he looked back again, Mason had already disconnected the call.
"You can go find the Starfire Girl."
Batgirl put her hacking components into a suitcase, turned around and winked at her boyfriend, and said:
“I really won’t be angry…”
"Please don't say such childish things. Corianda and I are really just colleagues."
The young master emphasized:
"You have to have some faith in me."
"Tsk, I have confidence in you, especially in attracting bees and butterflies."
Barbara rolled her eyes, reached out and slapped the young master's enchanting butt hard, whistled like a female gangster, pushed open the door and strode away.
Ten minutes later, the cool Batmobile drove into the underground parking lot of the Afterlife Bar. Barbara took off her helmet and shook her long hair. Then she saw Mason waiting in front with a suitcase.
There was also a Mobius chair floating next to him, and the intelligent chair was arguing with Mason.
"It's useless for you to object! This machine is ready to reset the first passenger to Barbara Gordon. She is more compatible with this machine than you are in every aspect."
The smart chair full of futuristic mechanical feeling screams:
"You only use this machine as a combat tool, but you ignore its power in many aspects. Barbara can better bring out the excellent functions of this machine."
“I didn’t say no.”
Mason was too lazy to argue with his chair, so he sighed and said:
"It's not because you're not strong enough that I don't use you. It's just that you can't use you most of the time, and you won't let me take you apart to see your internal structure..."
"Your craftsmanship is terrible! I'm just worried that you might damage the perfect structure of this machine."
The Mobius chair complained, and appeared next to Barbara in a flash. It carried the hacker girl on the chair amid her screams, and then activated the precise transmission.
In a flash of light, Barbara and Mason were sent to the main control room of the Exile spacecraft, which was cruising at a constant speed in Earth orbit.
"Yo, idiot."
V's voice then rang out, filled with the elegant, easy-going and simple customs of the people of Night City.
The bastard mercenary stepped forward and attentively helped Mason take the briefcase, and said nice things to ask Mason to help him take a look at the gun in his hand and make some improvements or something.
The rest of the Afterlife Team were already waiting here. In addition to a few people Mason was familiar with, he also saw five black military combat cyborgs.
Obviously Adam Sledgehammer's model.
But that uncomfortable face was replaced with a mechanical-style helmet, which looked unusually heavy and powerful.
"Click"
The mechanical hatch of the main control room opened, and Golden Amojo walked in with the steps of Batmos. The God of Data had not performed a full logic download for a long time, and he seemed a little uncomfortable being placed in a physical entity.
He shook hands with Mason, but used too much force and crushed the captain's five fingers and left arm. Fortunately, the person in front of him was a fearless water man, otherwise this one blow would be enough to convict Bartomos of intentional injury.
"Uh, there's a small problem with the output module's program. It's okay, I've already rewritten the program."
The hacker god quickly apologized.
But Mason, tired, waved his hand and said:
"Hurry up and act. You obviously can't control the Golden Amojo, which is an overly powerful machine. You are not a combatant yourself, so don't rush out if you run into trouble.
I told you to charge, and you charge again."
"Okay, okay, I'll do as you say."
Bartmos's face was reflected on Golden Amodra's mechanical but incomplete face. He then activated the communication, and Cyborg's voice soon sounded in the main control room.
A cyborg, a member of the Parallel World Data Life Alliance, reported:
"The Metal Spirit's abnormal data signal has been captured and locked. It is currently stored in the third database of 'Brother's Eye'. The coordinates have been uploaded. Please come and gather as soon as possible.
There are still four hours left until its next transfer, which should be enough time for us to capture the entrance to the Mechanical Kingdom."
"Then let's go."
Bartmos waved his hand and said to the others:
"The Mechanical Kingdom of the Metal Spirit has existence but no consciousness, while the Divine World is filled with consciousness that has nowhere to go but longs for entity. The fusion of the two will create a perfect creation of mechanical life.
Maybe that’s the data transcendence we’ve been looking for!
That is the heaven we have been longing for.
For our world, for all worlds, go ahead, brothers! "
