Chapter 647 The
natural disaster that destroyed the planet In the hall of the underground ruins, Tilan first healed Sherry's broken limbs. This ability to reconnect limbs with bare hands surprised several people, and even gave them the illusion that this girl was almost omnipotent.
After that, the five people came out from the underground with the mechanical angel. It was already night, and several people were a little hungry.
They gathered around the campfire, watching the oatmeal porridge and vegetables in the pot boiling. A little pickled meat was added to it, which just added a certain amount of salt. The faint aroma of meat and oatmeal porridge dissipated, which made several people's appetites rise again.
On the side, Heshia and Lololia sat together and talked about the past.
"When I was born, the Mechanical Council was fighting against the coalition forces of the four dark suns. At that time, small starships that were trying to explore were wandering everywhere in the galaxy. My mission was to lead the self-discipline units under my command to eliminate these small starship teams." Lololia recalled.
"It was very difficult in the early stage because there were so many enemies. Later, as the teams returned from the battles, our strength gradually grew. At that time, an α-level sister taught me a lot of things. She transmitted her precious memories to me, allowing me to understand a lot of knowledge from the outside world and the situation of the battles between the dark suns in the Milky Way."
Although she is a mechanical life, Loloria has rich emotions that are almost human, and her speech is not as stiff and synthetic as traditional AI. Even because of the settings and processing of the program, her pronunciation is particularly clear.
"Wait a minute." Tilan thought of something.
"Your memories can be transmitted to each other, right?"
"Yes."
"Is this common?"
"Common, but not very often."
"According to the simulation of the Council's high-level thinking matrix, too much knowledge does not lead to an exponential increase in ability. After an upward curve, the effect will tend to be flat, which is the 'marginal effect' in common sense."
"In order to avoid the mistakes made in the glorious era, our memory transmission behavior is strictly restricted to maintain the core diversity of mechanical life and avoid excessive convergence. However, if it is necessary knowledge determined by the main brain matrix, it will be updated for all mechanical life."
"The Mechanical Council implements a strict hierarchical system. At the top are 64 main brains, below which are about 3,000 α-level artificial angels, and below are β-level artificial angels similar to me, with about 5 million members, and below are γ-level mechanical life, with about hundreds of millions of them, and further below are mechanical combat units whose number I don't know."
Five million sequence 7 combat units? Heshia rubbed her brows slightly, feeling the horror of this number. No wonder the Mechanical Council at that time could hold out for so long under the siege of the four dark suns. According to their class ranking, the main brain at that time should be close to sequence 9, and was directly granted power by the dark sun Rou. The 3,000 α-level artificial angels below are sequence 8, and the next are sequence 7 β-level mechanical life, and sequence 6 γ-level mechanical life.
"What happened next? What happened after you cleared the enemies inside the galaxy?" Tilan asked curiously.
"In order to reverse the situation of passive defense, we were sent out to conquer the planets and settlements ruled by the dark sun, and I followed Lady Olivia and landed on this planet."
"Lady Olivia is an α-level artificial angel, commanding nearly 4,000 β-level artificial angels. I was one of them at the time. After landing on this planet, we started a brutal fight with the silver-winged species on the planet..." Loloria blinked her eyes and projected the scene at that time.
The sky was dyed a gorgeous red, as if the crimson sky of the aurora was hanging from space. Then the vision kept getting closer and larger, and small dots with spread wings swooped down from space. They carried high temperatures and heat that exceeded the speed of sound. The mechanized bodies radiated high-temperature radiation rays in the process of breaking through the atmosphere to dissipate heat.
On the other side of the sky, there were also silver wings arranged in a sky-covering array. These races that were almost the same as real angels had beautiful wings stretched out on the back of their waists. They were all women, wearing silver and white armor with delicate and gorgeous patterns engraved on them.
As a race with intellect and wisdom, they are not only extremely beautiful in appearance, but also have many aerospace fighters and floating warships to assist in combat. These war beasts are also suspended in the air. When the mechanical angels in the sky descend, they also begin to gather energy and fire continuously.
Under the dense rays and artillery fire, many artificial angels turned into flames in the air, but these floating warships were not unscathed. In the more distant atmosphere, the space starships surrounding the planets fired downwards from time to time, and the magnificent jets crossed huge gullies several kilometers long in it. The floating warships passing by were also melted and shattered, falling to the ground.
After that, the extremely flexible individuals of both sides fought in close range, steel wings and silver wings intertwined, blood and broken steel splashed in sparks, and the bodies and wreckage of both sides fell from tens of thousands of meters above the sky. The whole earth was full of burning scorched earth and craters of falling and impacting meteorites.
Such battles lasted from day to night. Even at night, the sky was filled with flames and jets, and the combat units of both sides seemed endless. Hundreds of thousands, millions, and tens of millions of casualties did not shake the will of both sides. The whole atmosphere was filled with the smell of burnt and blood.
Looking down from the sky, the scene below was like a purgatory on earth, with countless corpses and mechanical wreckage piled up. The originally beautiful angels were like shredded rag dolls, with all kinds of limbs and flesh randomly arranged. The burnt black smoke and the unfinished dark red afterglow dotted the earth.
In order to destroy this planet that nurtured the new race as soon as possible, in the later stages of the war, the starships in space carried out radiation bombardments that destroyed the planet's environment. Dazzling streams of light poured on the earth, the original oceans were evaporated, and countless lands were submerged by boiling tides. At the same time, the radiation pollution also destroyed the genes of most of the creatures on the earth, even plants, and were almost completely wiped out.
"I don't know what happened later, because I was injured in the advent operation. In the middle stage, my companions temporarily placed me in this base for repair. This process should have only taken 1-2 months to complete, but after falling into a deep sleep, I was never awakened. When I woke up this time, the atomic clock reminded me that more than a thousand years had passed."
"When you were fighting at that time, weren't you afraid of the enemy's dark sun appearing?" Tilan thought of this question.
"Don't worry, because during the conquest, there were 43 battlefields going on at the same time, distributed in various star fields and planets. If the enemy appeared here, we would lose more important nodes, and our sacrifice would be worth it." Loloria replied.
43 battlefields, that is to say, the Mechanical Council at that time invested at least tens of billions of mechanical combat units. According to Loloria's description, this was not the limit of the Mechanical Council at that time. However, even such a powerful ρ Mechanical Council was defeated in the end and was strangled and destroyed by the four dark suns. Heshia could not imagine to what extent the war of that era had developed. After almost abandoning all moral codes and ethical restrictions, the entire human civilization was like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins, running wildly on the road of destroying each other.
With such a mood, Heshia was a little absent-minded during dinner, and the pictures and words in her mind were still lingering.
After dinner, when everyone sat down to rest, they began to discuss the expedition.
"I didn't expect Miss Heshia's origin to be so special." Fran touched his chin. He probably guessed the identity of the girl's native human.
"What identity?" Sherry was still a little stunned. When Tilan was fighting with Loloria, he had already fainted, so he didn't know the specific process at all.
"It's actually a good thing that you don't know." Fran smiled teasingly without explaining.
"No matter what Heshia's identity is, she saved me and the moose boss at the time, so we are friends, and this will not change." Sura didn't care much.
"I won't ask too much." Guy was not a rigid person. He didn't care about the huge conflict between the new race and the native humans. After all, in this era, it's good to be alive. Why should you bear such a deep and bitter contradiction for yourself.
The two main decision-makers in the settlement expressed their opinions. As a new member, Sherry should not ask too much, not to mention that it was Heshia who saved him, otherwise he would be disabled for the rest of his life, and in this land, disability is actually not much different from death.
The problems brought about by identity were temporarily put aside by everyone, and then the topic of several people shifted to the ruins themselves.
"Some of these aging and damaged chip parts, do you mind if I take them back to exchange for some useful supplies?" Fran said.
"The Slami Association purchases these things. You can also tell me what you want."
"I want a set of light and protective armor." Sherry was the first to speak.
"As for me, I actually want an advanced machine tool, so that many things can be made." Sura thought for a while.
"As for me..." Guy thought, looking at the long-unused war bow beside him.
"Find me a good long-range weapon."
"OK, these are not difficult." Fran recorded the needs of several people.
"Miss Heshia, I wonder what you want?" Fran looked at the girl who was staring at the flames in a daze.
"I..." The girl woke up.
"It would be great if there was a world map and a chronicle of this planet."
"That really hits the nail on the head. In fact, the association sent us out for these two things." Fran smiled and shook his head.
"I can think of a way to get the map, but as for the chronicle, I'm afraid Miss Heshia will have to go to the association headquarters in the southern continent to borrow it in person."
"I think the chief will welcome you."
At this moment, in the minds of several people, this black-haired girl is definitely not an ordinary person. She may be the core heir of a major force. After all, the strength and knowledge she has shown so far are definitely not something that can be achieved by self-study.
Just looking at her combat power, I'm afraid no one in this area of hundreds of miles can beat her.
"If I have the chance later, I will visit her." Tilan temporarily put aside her speculation about the true situation of the Fifth Era.
After a night's rest, everyone cleaned out the valuable things in the ruins the next day. Lololia also helped a lot in this process, after all, it was where she lived before.
"Can the wings be repaired?" Looking at the steel wings retreating behind Lololia, Tilan asked with concern.
"It's a bit difficult to repair it completely. The parts here are incomplete and many of them are aging." Lololia shook her head.
"But wings are not necessary accessories. We will also carry different accessories according to combat needs. Without wings, the air combat strength will only decline."
After that, Lololia commanded several relatively intact and startable mechanical combat units to clean up the ruins and carry supplies to the ground.
"The sky is so blue. It seems that the environment here has recovered well." During the day, Lololia sat on a high stone and looked at the sky in the distance.
"When I came here, I fought almost every day and basically never stopped." As she said that, Lololia jumped up in a good mood. The airflow from her feet and palms made her fly freely in the air and turned several circles.
"Do mechanical life also need to rest?" Tilan was very interested in Lololia. After all, the residents of the Federation only knew that there was such a group of mechanical life from the data records.
"Of course, but specifically, it should be to organize memories and conduct a review and summary." Lololia descended in front of Heshia, and her emerald eyes flashed with symbols.
"Heshia is very special, especially your body." Her innocent tone made her say something that could be easily misunderstood.
"Why is it special?" Tilan covered her chest slightly, feeling that this guy was scanning her body data. She really didn't know if this black dress could block this kind of data collection.
"It's probably a special concept blessing, that is, your body is not just flesh and blood, but a product of the combination of a certain concept and real matter. This situation often occurs in those who grant power to the Sun Crown." Loloriya tilted her head to analyze.
"Is that so..." Tilan lowered her head and recalled that the Water Saint seemed to have said something similar before, but the description of the person in front of her was closer to the essence.
Perhaps the person in front of her really saw the dark sun and the Sequence 9 Patron at that time, while the Water Saint was a modern person and had not experienced that era.
It seems that her life experience is inseparable from the concepts of the Sun Crown or the Angel Container. Tilan shook her head slightly.
"Okay, stop looking, Lololia, come down."
"Okay~" Lololia landed lightly on the ground, first on her toes, then stood firmly with her hands naturally on both sides of her body, a bit like a little duck, with cute movements.
Are these little movements of the artificial angels specially designed? Tilan couldn't help but wondered as she watched this scene.
Perhaps the earliest programmers and creators of the Mechanical Council were the group of humans who liked little girls.
"Are all of you artificial angels female in appearance?" The girl couldn't help asking.
"Yes, they are all girls." Lololia raised her scissor hand.
"Girls will look better, you humans will like them very much." She stated the reason frankly.
"We were originally built by you, so naturally we have continued this style and habit."
"Besides, girls also have advantages, because the front armor can be made thicker, with more accessory systems stuffed inside, which is more in line with industrial aesthetics than the male appearance without front armor."
"The strong muscle fibers of men are not very useful for machinery. If a female appearance is adopted, the limbs can be made thinner, which saves weight, is more flexible and fast, and has stronger combat effectiveness."
Is there a scientific basis for this? The girl blinked, subconsciously guessing whether it was an excuse entered by the first batch of programmers.
However, according to Loloria's explanation, it does make sense.
...
While Tilan and others were still thinking about how to transfer the many useful materials excavated from the ruins, the Stone Forest Castle dozens of kilometers away was already a sea of fire.
Amid the flames and shouts, countless black flying insects shuttled through the sky. They were like an endless black tide, sweeping through every house and drilling into every gap, looking for any life that might survive. The sharp buzzing sound continued, and the struggling living people were wrapped by them, like a black cover falling, and only the remaining flesh and blood skeletons were left.
"Burn! Burn! Burn! Burn these insects to death--"
Wearing thick gauze clothes, the guards in the city who were fighting desperately roared almost crazily, lighting anything that could burn in their sight.
The flames and black smoke were everywhere, and there were wailing and running footsteps, cries, buzzing sounds, and the crackling sounds of burning wood everywhere.
In the fortress inside the mountain castle, the tightly sealed windows and doors were covered with black insects, which kept gnawing, looking for gaps to enter the interior.
As night fell, the whole valley was filled with smoke and flames, and the sound of insects continued. The fortress that had been defending for a long time also exploded in the middle of the night. The Gray Feather Extraordinary rushed out from inside, shrouded in high-temperature flames, wielding burning swords, to open a path for the team behind.
"Go! Leave here!"
The desperate bell echoed in the mountain fortress, telling the people who were still holding on that the last moment had come. If they wanted to survive, they had to follow the roaring voices on the street.
"These are not naturally occurring bugs! They are one of the natural disasters that destroyed the planet thousands of years ago. Give up the illusion of resistance and flee. Flee to a place where they can't catch you, to a place where there are few people. This is the warning from the Gray Fur Coat Scholar!"
(End of this chapter)
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