Chapter 95 Morning Star (2) Jinjiang exclusively authorized the first release, protecting...
This is Room 101, 99th Floor, Tongtian Building.
Ani put the incubator in place, covered it with a pillow, and then got up to open the door.
The door was instructed to open to both sides. The person whose name suddenly dimmed on the communicator list appeared in front of him in the blink of an eye.
"Long time no see." Ani observed carefully.
The angel stood sideways, with the iron wings behind him slightly closed. His long snow-white hair fell down smoothly, his body was highly symmetrical, exquisite and perfect, and every inch of his jade-like skin was covered by the warm light in the corridor, reflecting a warm luster.
The silver-grey eyes moved over, and he said, "Long time...no see."
Since being caught and thrown out by the Mother Goddess in Eden last time, the two have had almost no contact, nor have they met through video or data stream.
Annie savored this sentence. It was a simple greeting, but it sounded a little slow in the other party's simulated voice machine. Her first reaction was to think practically: "Cold... Uh, should the voice system be upgraded? How come you always appear immediately like a ghost?"
As she spoke, she glanced over the angel's shoulder and looked behind him, curling her lips: "Aren't you here to introduce me to a male companion? Well, then I will... hey, hey hey you——"
The angel grabbed the upper part of her arm, and its cold body tightened around her, and it took a few steps forward into the room. The automatic door behind him slowly closed, and cameras and detectors began to patrol the room.
"I'll accompany you." He said, "Can't I do it?"
Annie choked and showed a thoughtful expression. As she thought for a longer time, the angel's perfect but emotionless face was stained with a slight anxious look. The heavy wings half-circled around her, and when they were about to close, they were like a steel cage.
"You're just too impressive..." Ani said, "Everyone will think that I have reached a deal with the Mother Goddess and we are allies with interests."
"What's wrong with that?" The angel said, "The energy of the omnics is only stronger than other options. At present, Mother has a complicated attitude towards you. As long as you appear to be on the side of the omnics and do not become our opponent, She will not want to destroy you."
"Although He doesn't want to destroy me, He probably wants to teach me a lesson." Ani assessed the situation. "He doesn't want to let an agent known for his purity be tainted by a tentacle monster, but He also doesn't want to completely kill the hope of cooperation."
“This is what you wanted,” he said.
Ani did not refute, but said: "Your original companion is... Let me see."
She turned on the light screen and took a look at the original list. On it was the name of another agent, but it had been crossed out. Under Annie's unblinking gaze, the electronic list was modified and changed to her own name, and it was quickly approved through layers of approval and displayed.
Ani: “…I’m still watching.”
The angel was unusually calm: "This is my purpose. Any unnecessary embellishments will be of no use."
He finished the test, then held Annie's hand, looked down at her communicator, and suddenly asked, "Is this the artificial intelligence you trained?"
"Call him Gu Shen." said Ani.
She wasn't surprised the angel had found it.
Advanced intelligent machines are very sensitive to artificial intelligence. He must have tried to analyze the closed area network and secret access rights in the room just now. His voyeuristic nature has come into play. It seems that even if he was captured and educated by the Mother Goddess, the angel's character still cannot be shaken.
Intelligent life will only change its "personality" when faced with extremely major changes, such as virus invasion, database formatting, and other near-destructive blows. However, after formatting, the outside world often believes that the former is dead, and the intelligent machine that continues to run is just a code name replacing the previous one.
"It is already infinitely close to intelligent life." The silver-gray eyes paused for a moment, then suddenly looked up. "Only the Mother Goddess can create intelligent life. Every intelligent machine belongs to Her. You are invading Her power."
Ani said, "But it's not yet, do you have any solution?"
"Find a way?" The angel asked back, "I mean, no further optimization is allowed."
Ani also said it very simply: "Impossible."
He was silent for a moment, then said, "You are doing something very dangerous. Even the intelligent machines born from Him have a history of parting ways due to differences in ideas. The one who established the Red Network was once His masterpiece."
"Since it's betrayal, you should have legitimate reasons to criticize and retaliate." Ani sat down and patted the seat next to her. "Why are you keeping it a secret and treating it as a secret that cannot be revealed?"
The angel then sat down, with a not-too-far distance between them. He lifted his wings slightly and quietly passed behind her.
The cryogenic liquid on his body can emit cold air, and together with the icy expression on his body and the snow-white colorless uniform, it makes people feel as if the room temperature has dropped by two degrees.
"Because that masterpiece used wetware."
Ani's eyelids twitched, and she shifted her gaze to look at him for a long time: "Human brain?"
"To be precise, they were a race that had not yet become extinct. They were highly intelligent and extremely sensitive, and more suitable for the projects being developed at the time than any hardware. They had biological reactions and could be assembled into mechanical components."
"When this race was first discovered, Tianmu Star issued an order to establish a secret information channel. Mother used biological wetware to create two intelligent beings codenamed 'Heng' and 'Wu'."
"In other words," Ani interrupted, "these two later turned against us, and your research and development ended in failure... The Free Alliance would go crazy if they knew about this. If it were me, I would rather destroy the entire race of omnics than to curb the alien gods who use brains as wetware."
"Stealing God's power in peacetime will immediately raise the threat level to the highest level. However, you probably won't have to wait long..." He didn't say the rest, but instead brought up a light screen between the two of them.
His silver-gray eyes glowed slightly, and he leaned closer, bringing the light screen in front of Annie. The angel looked at her and said, "Delete all the data I told you."
Ani was stunned: "Huh?"
"Start with me asking your AI, and then write a recognition command that forbids asking."
Annie clicked on the light screen and gained access.
She felt something was strange. The angel had given her considerable authority and she had a smooth journey. This was something that only the Lord of Omnics could do, but he trusted her completely.
Annie had experience in debugging "eternal life", and she solved the "unspeakable" content that the two had just discussed. Turn off the light screen.
The machine in front of her took less than half a second to restart, and the pair of silver-gray eyes opened again. The glass eyeballs stared at her and seemed to glance at her communicator again.
In case the order failed, Ani took the initiative and asked, "Well, what do you want to drink? Oil, coal, or natural gas?"
The angel stared at her face. "No thanks."
"...Uh, okay." Annie said, "You're quite picky about food."
The list changed, and the person next to Annie was replaced by a high-level omnic.
On the way into the main hall of the banquet, the intelligent machine employees they met recognized his presence from a distance. Each of them greeted the two of them very politely and classified Annie as a strong collaborator.
She was already quite eye-catching, not to mention that there were angels around her. His huge steel wings were his golden signboard. Many human organizations at the banquet stayed away and talked in a low voice with others with a complicated expression.
Ani sees Ubbe.
She didn't know what her status was. When their eyes met, Wupper raised his glass slightly and said something softly. Judging from his lip shape, he said, "That's a lot of noise."
Ani nodded helplessly and gestured.
She was thinking about the incubator and the silver-blue dragon hatching eggs in the box - the door was locked, and she notified the service staff not to disturb them. The temperature and humidity were automatically monitored, and she would only be away for a few hours, so there shouldn't be any problems.
Ani thought about it and took a sip of wine.
...Although it is expensive, it is far inferior to those in Imolius's house. How extravagant is this swindler and profiteer?
"That's Hunter No. 07, the genetic warrior who controls gravity." The angel beside him introduced in a low voice.
Her eyes were fixed on the man's direction. Ani came back to her senses, glanced at him, and said, "I've heard of him. He makes quite a lot of money."
"He is one of Speaker Flanders' personal bodyguards." He said calmly, "Flanders Kakono is a radical iron-blooded person who opposes the abuse of technology. During every negotiation, he strongly demands that the intelligent machines reduce their current size and chassis, and opposes the network being completely supervised by intelligent life forms."
"Hmm," Ani glanced at the angel and thought about what he said yesterday, "It makes sense."
The angel said, "...shouldn't you have spoken to me?"
"Based on our friendship, I should have been on your side," Ani said, "but now I have decided to stand on the side of justice and fairness and attack you on behalf of all carbon-based creatures."
The angel's expression remained unchanged, and he blinked slightly: "Our friendship?"
Ani handed the glass to him.
"You know I can't drink." The angel said this, and his slender, jade-white fingers gently pressed against her wine glass, then he lowered his head and kissed the rim of the glass where she had drunk.
Ani didn't wear lipstick, but there were traces of wine dripping down the rim of the glass, and the bright red wine dotted the edges of her lips.
This face is so cold, but there is a little inedible red that stained the lips.
Annie took out a napkin with a smile and tried to wipe it for him, but before she could do so, the angel actually licked the "polluted liquid" on his lips. This stuff had no other effect on him except destroying the fuselage.
She was stunned for a moment, then held the angel's face and said seriously, "Spit it out."
"I have cooling water circulating through my body, and artificial blood," he said. "It'll be nothing. Much less harmful than what you did last time."
When he mentioned it, Ani blushed a little and took her hand back: "We are such a good friend... it's not so bad to use it a little."
From "nothing to do" to "such a good relationship", the distance between them jumped back and forth as needed in her mouth.
The angel had seen through her. She is a mercenary villain tentacle demon - some themes would be set up like this, but she is alive and will not be influenced by the body of the Son of God.
Tentacle movies will ruin your brain. When the angel realized what he had just been thinking, he frowned a little in disbelief.
Annie is not as well-read as he is, and is still waiting for the informative intelligent machine to continue to provide additional explanations. She poked the angel's hand and asked about the next one with interest: "What about that one?"
"Ranked 05, but his commercial value is far less than yours." The angel replied, "This is a night demon. He serves the heretic Inquisition of Life. The authority of the Inquisition comes from the Fifth Interstellar Legion of Speaker Triss."
"Star Legion..."
"Just like the Omnics use the Mechanical Guard to maintain peace." This sentence was particularly hypocritical, but the angel's cold and elegant voice said it, and Annie could endure it for a while without refutation. "The Free Alliance once had thousands of scattered war groups of various races, 80% of which were cosmic humans. After dozens of splits and reorganizations, it eventually formed five large interstellar legions."
According to the superficial agreement, the Mechanical Guard actually belongs to the Alliance, but only in name.
"Chancellor Triss herself is the governor of the Fifth Interstellar Legion. This hunter, who is also ranked fifth, is her deputy."
Although Ani was not very familiar with the several speakers of the Free Parliament, she had long heard of the Heretic Inquisition of Life. This organization hates mutants extremely, and is also hostile to the Association of Scientists that studies mutants. Once ordinary natural mutants are born, regardless of whether they are harmful or not, they will be tried and executed as long as they are discovered by the Inquisition.
Most mutants who have no one to protect them are living in anonymity and wandering for many years. This requirement is written into the law, explicitly deeming mutants not to be “normal humans.”
"At the beginning of the Hunting Grounds Project, the Inquisition killed many mutant warriors that appeared on the screen." The angel continued, "But the other four convinced Triss. It may be that the overwhelming force comparison convinced her."
"So the Inquisition will no longer take action against mutants among the Hunters?"
"No," he said, "it went underground."
"..." Annie was speechless, recalling how she had dealt with many assassins who wanted to take her life after the Aquamarine Star trials.
Annie's growth rate was too fast. By the time the assassin in the last round received the order, she had already evolved to the point where she was ready to die, so she hardly encountered any assassins targeting her in the later period.
It was a rare opportunity to listen to a one-on-one explanation from an agent, so Ani continued to ask questions carefully. Some of the angels answered very clearly, while others only gave a few simple sentences.
Ani put together what he mentioned in her mind.
There are five speakers, four of them are humans and one is an omnic.
That intelligent machine is the "Mother Goddess", who commands the Mechanical Guard. There are two speakers who have a bad attitude towards intelligent machines, which can be divided into conservative and radical. Triss remained neutral.
After patiently laying the groundwork, Ani finally asked about the genetic evolution potion.
Over the years, countless people have wanted to know the origin of the potion. There was once an argument of "massively producing genetic warriors to rule the entire galaxy."
"It's impossible to fully supply it." The angel denied this statement. He glanced in the direction of Speaker Flanders and said, "If the omnics knew his production clearly, the current peace would be in jeopardy. This is a core secret of mankind. Neither the omnics, the Zerg, nor any other threatening foreign races know the answer to this question."
Yield……
This wording gave Annie a headache. She thought of the scene that the mimicry factor interpreted after she drank the potion. The picture flickered and the surroundings were all the same, making it impossible to tell where he was.
"He?" In the common language, the pronouns for people and things are pronounced differently.
"It," the angel corrected himself slowly, looking into her eyes.
His cold and silent eyes fell on her.
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Room 101, 99th floor.
Inside the incubator, the dragon fell asleep and curled up into a ball. At the other end of the delicate and shiny tail, a small round egg slid to the other side.
He was exhausted and instinctively closed his eyes.
The tiny dragon egg dodged accurately and avoided its father's capture. It rolled a few times and found the ventilation hole of the incubator.
The egg lay on the air vent, and with a slight crack, the eggshell fell off with a small crack.
Dragon eggs are white and have a perfectly round shape. A small ball of light blue jelly slowly flowed out from the hole where the eggshell fell.
The color was very light, a mass of flowing, highly transparent substance flowed out and penetrated into the vent.
Yuanyuan got stuck in the small hole.
She stretched out two thin blue tentacles, grabbed the edge of the small hole, pressed hard, and rubbed it. The liquid lubricated the edge, and the blue jelly fell down with a snap, shaking very elastically.
Yuanyuan looked around.
She leaned on the glass and gave her dad a kiss, then went to look for her mommy - the core survival mechanism of a mimic beast cub is to be safe with her mommy around, and she had to find her mommy to ensure that she and her daddy were safe.
As long as the cub can sense Ani's scent, it will confirm that its mother is around.
Yuanyuan slid down from the table, climbed up the table legs for two steps, then let go of the table and rolled down.
Bad news, she didn't find the door.
Good news, she made it into the ventilation duct.
The little jelly climbed all the way up, getting closer to Ani's breath, then climbed down from the other end of the pipe and fell into the kitchen where the banquet was being prepared.
People were busy in the distance and no one noticed this place for a while. Surrounding it are all kinds of exquisite desserts, colorful wines, and plates made of expensive materials and dazzling patterns.
A man in work uniform came over from the kitchen.
Hearing the footsteps, the little jelly frantically looked for cover, and then found a dessert plate, climbed up, shrank into a trapezoid, and merged with the other food.
Next to it are sweet orange jelly, milk jelly, grape milkshake, and grape ice cream...
She looked like a beautifully made and delicious piece of... blueberry jelly.
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