Chapter 189
"The entrance to the main control system is under the desk."
“…”
Wu Zimo didn't know whether the entrance was behind the bookshelf or under the desk, but as Scott pressed something, the large desk in the study automatically folded up, revealing an entrance with stairs under the desk.
Watching the changes in the desk really gives me a high-tech treasure hunt feel.
Wu Zimo followed Scott down the passage, and then asked curiously: "Is this the only way to the main control system?" If there is only this passage, wouldn't it be very troublesome for repairs and maintenance?
"No." Scott shook his head. "This channel is the closest to the main control system and the most convenient one."
Of course, there cannot be only one passage leading to the main control system. Just as Wu Zimo thought, it can only be entered through Scott's study. Those scientific researchers who are responsible for repairing and maintaining the main control system will be in great trouble.
I learned from Scott that there are three roads leading to the main control system. One is the normal passage for scientific researchers to walk on, but the various verification applications for that passage are very troublesome.
This time, Wu Zimo planned to sneak through to seek help from the main control system, so it was impossible for him to go through the official channel openly.
As for the other two, one is in Scott's study, and the other is in the central command room. The only person who has access to the central command room is the Marshal of the Condemnation Legion himself. Even Rocard, the deputy commander of the legion, did not have permission to enter.
Although Wu Zimo is Scott's legal partner, he has no authority, so the only passage that Wu Zimo can enter is the study.
The passage was small and could only accommodate one person. The ground was lit by dark yellow floor lights. Wu Zimo looked at Scott's dim back in front of him and listened to his explanation. He gained a deeper understanding of the importance of the main control system in the headquarters.
Soon the two of them reached the end of the passage, where there was a wall made of unknown metal. Wu Zimo watched quietly as Scott used fingerprint, pupil and DNA recognition before opening the door in front of him.
Wu Zimo was shocked. As soon as he stepped over the wall, the view in front of him suddenly opened up. "It's so big!"
While Wu Zimo was marveling at the vastness of the space before him, a familiar electronic voice sounded.
[Oh, my boyfriend and my idol came to visit me together, I am so happy! 】
"Master brain?" Compared with Scott's silence, Wu Zimo's mouth twitched a little when he heard the familiar voice.
[It’s me, it’s me. Idol, we can finally meet face to face. I’m so excited. I can feel my CPU starting to heat up and it’s about to burn! 】
“…” Come on, if your CPU is really burning, there will be big problems!
"Master brain." Only Marshal Scott can suppress the increasingly dysfunctional main control system.
The artificial intelligence of the main control system is evolving more and more perfectly, which is a good thing for the Condemnation Legion and even the Federation, but the main control system's personality is too weak, which makes people feel helpless.
I am so sorry, my dear Marshal! Although the main brain did not quite understand why its own character was speechless, it could sense that Scott was angry from the frequency of his voice.
"Ahem." In order to prevent the main control system from continuing to challenge their nerves, Wu Zimo decided to speak directly.
"We are going to Tyche, and I hope to get your help."
[Planet Tyche?] Oh dear, didn't I tell you that planet is dangerous? 】
"I know, but we have reasons to go."
[Okay, I understand. It is my honor to help my idol. Please wait a moment, idol. 】
Although the main control system has awakened intelligence, it does not think too much like humans. When it heard that Wu Zimo needed help, it agreed directly.
The main control system also knew what kind of help Wu Zimo needed. After it finished speaking, a large amount of incomprehensible data flashed rapidly on the display screen of the huge instrument.
Wu Zimo and Scott didn't say anything and waited quietly.
After waiting for about thirty minutes, the main control system spoke again.
[It's all done, idol. This is the core program code I just separated and copied. It is my subsystem. Although its functions are not as comprehensive as the main system, as long as I start it on the Internet, I will notice it. 】
As the main control system finished speaking, Wu Zimo's optical computer received a file. Wu Zimo knew that this was the subsystem separated from the main control system.
"Thanks."
[You're welcome, but idol, this subsystem has a time limit and will be automatically destroyed after that. I hope you can understand, idol. 】
Hearing the main control system's explanation in a slightly embarrassed tone, Wu Zimo nodded. Of course he understood. What is before our eyes is the result of the painstaking research of the elite scientists of the Condemnation Legion. The confidentiality level is absolutely astonishingly high.
Wu Zimo originally only intended to have the main control system provide assistance when he invaded the Mora Empire's star network. Now he actually got a clone of the main control system, which already surprised Wu Zimo.
I wish you a smooth honeymoon. Marshal, please protect your idols. I am here waiting for your return. 】
Scott, who had been quietly listening to Wu Zimo's negotiations with the main control system, flickered slightly when he saw that the main control system was actually instructing him about this matter. Nodding, "I will."
His guide, Scott would definitely protect him without anyone asking.
"Then we'll go. I'll come see you next time."
The main control system is located where some precision instruments are located, and has extremely high requirements for air temperature, etc. So Wu Zimo and Scott couldn't stay here for too long.
After getting a subsystem of the main control system, Wu Zimo expressed great satisfaction with the operation and waved goodbye to the main control system.
Wu Zimo has already made preparations for this trip. Although Wu Zimo is not sure about Scott's side, based on his understanding of Scott, he is sure that he has made every possible effort.
Although it was time to set off the next day, the two were very leisurely. They shared breakfast with Madame Arman and the old marshal in the main castle before setting off.
Mrs. Alman didn't know what Scott and Wu Zimo were planning. She only knew that the children were going on their honeymoon. She was happy and took Wu Zimo's hand, carefully reminding him of the things he should pay attention to during the trip.
On the other hand, the old marshal who knew Scott's plan also reminded Scott to be careful. The old marshal was in charge of the Condemnation Legion, assisted by Rocard.
"As for the matter of Tyche, if the situation does not allow it, just destroy it. If anything else happens, I will help you."
"Don't worry, father. I will see what the situation is."
"Well, and take good care of your wife."
Although he had little contact with the young marshal Wu Zimo, he was very satisfied with this young man who knew when to advance and retreat, was consistent in his words and deeds, and had no ulterior motives. In fact, it was his wife who liked him. The old marshal loved Wu Zimo so much that he was of course satisfied with him.
Scott's expression was fine when answering the serious questions, but when he heard his father's words, his expression became a little different.
The old marshal could see the contempt in the eyes of his own brat. Of course Scott would take good care of Wu Zimo, and there was no need for his father to remind him again.
Scott glanced at the old marshal who was so angry that his eyebrows were about to explode, and turned directly to Wu Zimo and Mrs. Alman.
"...This kid! It's true that he becomes less cute as he grows older!" The old marshal looked at Scott's back, and his palms felt a little itchy.
I remember how cute my son was when he was still a babe. However, when he could talk and walk, he became less and less cute. He had a blank expression like a little adult, and liked to look at the elders who teased him with the eyes of you stupid mortals.
"What a cute little bastard. I wonder when this stinky boy Scott will give me a grandson?"
The old marshal, who was so angry at Scott, was actually in sync with Mrs. Alman and both thought about the issue of children. However, although Mrs. Alman liked children, she did not put pressure on Wu Zimo.
Because in her eyes, Wu Zimo, who is only 19 years old this year, is still a child.
So when Scott walked by, he saw his boy with a blushing face, looking at his...belly with a weird look in his eyes.
Wu Zimo's gaze was too strange, and his mother's gaze was similar, and his mother's gaze was more of a teasing smile.
Scott walked to Wu Zimo's side, stretched out his hand to hold Wu Zimo in his arms, lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "What's wrong, Zimo?"
"Ahem, it's okay. Have you finished talking to your father about business?"
The topic Wu Zimo just talked about with Mrs. Alman was too discordant, so he coughed with an awkward expression and changed the subject.
"Um."
Scott nodded. Seeing that Wu Zimo didn't want to answer, he didn't continue to ask. Instead, he chatted with Mrs. Alman for a few words, and left with Wu Zimo in her ambiguous eyes.
"Kids, it's getting late, you should leave early and have fun."
"We will mother."
This time, Scott and Wu Zimo were on a legitimate honeymoon trip, and they were riding on the Alman, the exclusive vehicle of the marshal.
It was not the first time that Wu Zimo sat on the Alman. He had also been to Scott's room, so there was no change on his face. Although he was still surrounded by people on the battleship, Wu Zimo could keenly feel that the people watching him this time were different from the last time.
It was impossible for Wu Zimo to remember the appearance of all the crew members on the Alman, but he could still remember their aura.
However, the aura he felt on the Alman today was sharper than last time, and carried a heavy smell of blood. Those people seemed to be watching him with curiosity, but Wu Zimo, whose mental strength was no less than Scott's, could sense that while they seemed to be watching with ease, they were actually always alert to the situation around them.
It's not intentional, but a habit formed by their instinct. Of course, those people hid very well, and only Wu Zimo, who was bored and had high mental power, noticed the difference.
Thinking of the real purpose of this honeymoon, Wu Zimo thought that these people should have been specially prepared by Scott.
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