Chapter 51 Hunting Date
Xiguang arrived outside the safe house and stopped at the edge of the security line about fifty yards away.
Buried at the border are genetic identifiers, torpedoes and lines capable of destroying a ten-mile wasteland, and an "absolute defense" energy shield extracted from the Dark Flame mecha's energy cabin.
It first checked around and found nothing unusual, then activated the space storage cabinet in its abdomen, took out two unmanned probes, and flew towards the deep pit where it fell.
The newly replaced off-road tracks allowed it to easily climb to a relatively high position in the safe zone.
Soon, real-time images were transmitted.
The indicator light on the Xiguang cylindrical body flashed twice. The situation in the image involved the "human rescue code" of AI life forms, and it could not make independent decisions.
The long rabbit ears turned in the direction of the safe house, and the core processor calculated the human's sleeping status.
She was having a sweet dream.
It hesitated.
Compared with the unrelated carbon-based life forms, of course its 'second evolutionary sampling object', the human being code-named 'sister', is more important.
Under the influence of the original bug of "Self-evolution above all else", the core algorithm was completely messed up by Su Xi's "Three Questions of Humanity" during the "K31 Virus Infection" incident.
At this moment, a huge data stream calculation that is incomprehensible to humans is taking place.
The "Human Code" engraved in the birth code of all AI life forms requires it to immediately wake up its owner Su Xi who is sleeping in the safe house and go to rescue the human whose vital signs are rapidly declining.
However, Xiguang's own 'chaotic' core algorithm requires it to put the safety and interests of 'evolutionary sampling object number two' above all living things.
The signal light on the cylindrical fuselage was stuck again, but a self-test upgrade three hours ago saved it.
The seven minutes and thirty-one seconds, which is described as an "incredible mutation" in the history of future AI life evolution, now seems extremely short and long.
Under this unknown circumstance, Xiguang's core algorithm completely suppressed the "human code" imprinted in all AI life forms.
yes!
How can the survival weight of a carbon-based life compare to five minutes of sweet sleep of a "sister"?
The AI robot's computing core came to this cold conclusion very smoothly.
The long rabbit ears simulated by Xiguang twirled twice happily and then unfolded in the moist air after the rain in the "Circle of Life" wasteland.
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In the safe house, Su Xi woke up with a sharp and inexplicable throbbing.
She immediately realized that Xiguang was not in the safe house. She closed her eyes slightly and used her mental power to explore. She soon found Xiguang outside, dragging a long off-road track around, as if he was on a routine patrol.
She touched the hot crystal earrings, which were the medium with the same frequency as Xiguang's brain area.
Something is wrong. Is there a bug in the program again?
"Xiguang, what's wrong with you?" Su Xi asked, her hoarse voice sounding a little sleepy.
This question interrupted the ongoing logic crash in the AI robot's main brain, temporarily preventing Xiguang's "chaotic" core algorithm from developing in a more uncontrollable direction.
During the short time of waiting for Xiguang's reply, Suxi's biological instinct made her crave the warmth of the sleeping bag. She rolled over in the sleeping bag, feeling so lazy that she didn't want to get up at all.
During this three-hour short sleep, her consciousness seemed to sink into the core of the "circle of life".
If she hadn't been awakened by the sudden palpitations, she would have probably come into contact with another mysterious existence...
However, when she asked a question, Xiguang's cute childish voice would usually answer as soon as she finished speaking.
But now, there was an extremely unreasonable silence of one and a half minutes.
"Hee Kwang?"
With a slightly lagging voice, Xiguang resumed its pre-set childish voice and reported in a serious manner:
'There are carbon-based life fluctuations.'
'Sister, I'll send you the real-time images taken by the detector, please take a look.'
Su Xi stretched out her hand from the sleeping bag and tapped the void a few times, sensing the light curtain unfolding.
Real-time high-definition dynamic pictures.
The meteors falling from mid-air streaked through the thin atmosphere, creating a beautiful ionization phenomenon, as if several smoke rings were spit out in the air.
The meteor fell only three kilometers away from the safe house, creating a very deep pit.
In the big pit...a cocoon-shaped lifeboat...
In the drone's scan perspective image... a human figure is curled up inside...
Then, zoom in and see clearly the blood-red universal language 'SOS' engraved and shining on the surface of the lifeboat?
Is this an emergency call for help from humans?
Su Xi suddenly woke up.
She immediately sat up and put on her isolation suit, "Xiguang, that's a human. Let's go take a look."
"Okay." Xiguang's indicator light flashed twice smoothly, indicating unconditional compliance.
"Ah?" Su Xi laughed at it through the crystal earrings, "I thought Xiguang, who had transformed into the butler program, would stop me again?"
Yes. Since landing, Xiguang has shown a very firm refusal attitude, whether it is to build a safe house or to rescue the wild horned lizards and primitive land turtles!
Although they did not resort to violence, their determination forced Su Xi to use her management authority to restrict their control.
"Hehe! Because my sister's wish is the highest criterion!"
Xiguang's cute childish voice sounded at the door, and it retracted the off-road tracks in patrol mode and switched to "short-distance transport mode".
A very beautiful and cool pink suspended inflatable boat.
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'Life Sphere' wasteland. 97.12 east longitude, 21.35 north latitude.
In the deep pit created by the man-made meteor, a cocoon-shaped lifeboat is quietly waiting for rescue in the midst of dust.
The red light of the word "sos" flickered on the smooth coil-shaped appearance. In the radiation aftermath of the space distortion, it was refracted and bent into several extremely strange red light lines. From the naked eye, it looked like——
A long, hesitant letter from a poisonous snake.
For Vulture Snow, being a mercenary soldier from the South District means he has only one more legal residence permit in the Empire than being an illegal interstellar pirate. To survive in the barbarian society at the bottom, becoming stronger is his only goal.
As they are governed by the most stringent genetic laws, they cannot have enough contribution points to exchange for genetic modification fluid like the various genetic aristocrats of all sizes in the middle and upper classes.
Such people often take cheap body modification surgeries to enhance their body strength so that they can bear high-intensity, high-radiation work that is extremely harmful to the natural body, such as mining and alien exploration.
Fortunately, the limb replacement technology of this interstellar age is extremely mature, but when more than 80% of the physiological limbs are replaced with biochemical materials or metal machinery, it is difficult to be called a "human" in the ancient code of the Human Empire.
This is the 'cyborg race' that Old Morty talked about.
The term "semi-mechanical race" is just an unofficial popular term, and it is completely different from the public bills on "AI life forms" and "mechanical races" that Fitzgerald is about to return to Yindu, the central galaxy, to conduct hearings on.
But no matter how it is defined, whether it is "barbarians", "Southern District hooligans", or "semi-mechanical race"... to "Vulture" Snow himself, it is all nonsense!
The correct way to survive is to climb up by any means necessary, even at the cost of selling out everything.
So far, he has been quite successful!
Climb to the position of the head of the sixth group of Yindu Eagle Department, and trample underfoot the alpha strongmen carefully cultivated by countless noble families and accumulated with countless resources! The pleasure of slaughtering the weaker people of the same level! Even if he has no reward, he enjoys running around for the career of the "financial master" and is very willing to be driven like a dog!
What's more, in this mission, the chips offered by the usually generous 'sponsor' are incredible!
That is a transformation quota for 'complete genetic evolution'!
This level of quota is the second gender differentiation genetic modification quota completed by Sir Kolot with all the contribution points of his fallen family. It is the "complete evolution" quota that the Zoi family has always reserved for the defected Leila Asay, which makes Chris envious!
When he thought of the "reward" he was about to get, the risk of being swallowed by the wormhole was nothing. Snow, the "vulture", who was quietly crouching in the cocoon-shaped lifeboat, smiled cruelly.
Buzz—buzz—
He noticed it in the outward mental power.
Two drones flew around the deep hole he had created, scanning it thoroughly, including his physiological state, bones, heartbeat, etc. He felt particularly clearly the familiar yet special feeling of being closely monitored.
Curled up into a ball, the 'vulture' pretending to be a vulture couldn't help but give another cruel smile. It seemed that the 'financial sponsor' knew his opponent very well.
Unfortunately, it was him I met.
In the local Aboriginal language, snow is not a flying bird, but a desert lizard that lurks in the sand and is even more cunning and cold-blooded.
This desert bristle lizard is not only extremely patient, but it can also pretend to be a stubborn rock for up to three months in order to wait for its prey. It will not eat it slowly, bite by bite, until the desert ducks hatch from their shells during the laying season.
Moreover, this cold-blooded predator is also very good at "tail-cutting" trapping. Its tail remains on the ground, while its body can be buried in the sand and hold its breath all night!
Until prey of the same strength approaches, or even until the tail of the earthworm disguised as a sand worm is bitten alive, it can endure until the most appropriate opportunity to give the prey that is dozens of times stronger than itself the most fatal blow!
Therefore, the desert bristle lizard is often known as the "cross-level predator" in the sand ecosystem.
The name 'Desert Bone Lizard' - Snow's name is exactly the same as the working style of 'Vulture' Snow himself.
He never underestimates any opponent, never delays when it is time to strike, and will not hold back if he can kill with one full force.
The long-term fighting experience in the "Southern District" when he was young made him never look down on those women and children who were crying for mercy or looking pitiful. This good habit of "never showing mercy to women and children" almost accompanied his growth and formed his physiological instinct.
So, when he scanned the pink, extremely mini and cute floating airship through the hidden anti-surveillance device.
After being slightly surprised, he became more alert!
Getting closer and closer——
From the anti-surveillance device buried in the sand, the Eagle Tribe's experienced chief, who had fought through mountains and seas of blood, saw it clearly!
That omega lady, dressed as neatly as if she were on a vacation, and still in a very energetic state even when driving fast?
This kind of resolute and confident attitude is totally out of place in this cruel alien environment called "Universe Desolation".
Is he really just an intermediate 'beginner'?
The alarm bells in the Vulture's mind started ringing!
A 3S-level alpha warrior never ignores the reminders from his intuition.
He moved his fingers, and the hunting plan quickly changed in his mind! It's time to take out the "big guys" hiding in the sand!
very good!
He breathed a sigh of relief. This lovely prey was worth a place in the "Complete Genetic Evolution" category...
Getting closer and closer——