Chapter 794 The Voices of the Children of the Stars
[The 167th test flight has begun, data is being recorded...]
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[Qualified Person 017 is in good condition and has passed the third stage assessment]
Half an hour later, Biaoxing walked out of the cockpit exhausted, feeling as if every muscle had been soaked and softened, sore and weak. He had to lean against the guardrail to catch his breath after walking a few steps.
"Thank you for your hard work." The familiar seaweed-headed researcher appeared in front of him and handed him a bottle of drink to replenish nutrition and energy.
The cold and sweet liquid poured into his throat, and then spread the coldness into his limbs and bones. This feeling made Biaoxing feel more clearly than ever before, the process of cells gradually filling up with energy.
After a while, he stood up and drank the rest of the drink in one gulp before responding.
"Thank you."
"You have a good physical foundation. After such high-intensity driving, you can still keep up with the pace." The power of the test mecha has now reached the level of 30 million mana power, which is close to the limit of human record for a Sequence 6 driver.
"To go further, you will need to advance to Sequence 7 to carry it." Researcher Seaweed Head handed him the promotion plan for the future.
"Six months of special tutoring, and multiple masters will help you analyze and sort out the key steps. Are you excited? Hehe." He pushed his glasses and sat on the same bench with Biao Xing.
"Huh." Biao Xing looked up at the starry sky outside the dome.
"I always feel anxious." If it was a normal research experiment, the progress would not be so rushed.
"You look big and like a simple and honest person, but your mind is particularly delicate." Seaweed Head turned his head to the side, with a faint smile on his face.
"It seems that I can't hide it from you. Yes, we do have reasons to hurry. Just know it. For the purpose of confidentiality, I will definitely not tell you the specific reasons." Seaweed Head shook his wrist.
"This has little to do with you. It's not a good thing to know too much."
"Yeah." Biao Xingye just asked casually. He was indeed not the kind of ambitious person.
The topic of their chat gradually turned to daily life.
"So you have a younger sister?" The seaweed-headed researcher asked with interest.
"Yes, she's still in high school. I don't know how she's doing in school. Every time I contact her, she's not willing to talk to me about her life in detail."
"Haha, that's what rebelliousness is like. She probably thinks you're annoying and can't understand her."
"What about the other people in the family?"
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"Are they all ordinary..."
"It's also a very happy family." The seaweed-headed researcher sighed.
"...Just like many families in the Federation now."
"Sometimes I feel that it's good to be an ordinary person, without having to worry about many things." The seaweed-headed researcher remembered something and tapped his fingers on the recording board.
"Unfortunately, not everyone can live such a peaceful life..." He took off his glasses and wiped them with a sigh.
"There are always people who have to take some responsibilities, responsible for looking into the distance, planning routes, and worrying about possible dangers and disasters thousands of miles away... It's also possible that everything we do is in vain, but in order to avoid the tiny probability, we still have to make a lot of efforts."
"And such efforts, for a specific person, probably take a lifetime." He stood up and patted Biaoxing on the shoulder.
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In the following months, apart from training and practicing, Biaoxing had nothing else on his schedule. He had to squeeze out every minute and every second, and pay close attention to any small progress or slackness.
In this way, the time finally came for advancement.
"Are you ready? Many people are waiting for your good news today, but don't be too stressed. We conservatively estimate that as long as you advance within three times, you will not fall behind." The seaweed-headed researcher patted Biaoxing.
"Go ahead. This quiet room has been arranged with the best ritual array, which can make your will focused and clear. Next to you are the rescue and treatment personnel who are always waiting. As long as you are not dead, you can be rescued."
"So, be bold and go!" After saying the last sentence, he also smiled.
Biaoxing nodded, glanced at the group of professionals waiting outside the glass window, and his heart became stable and calm.
There is really nothing to worry about... He thought at this moment.
Although the subsequent promotion process was relatively difficult and bumpy, it was generally smooth. After completing the extraordinary core of Sequence 7, Biaoxing felt as if he was dreaming. Am
I already Sequence 7? This was a progress and achievement that he had never dared to imagine before. According to the estimates of his seniors and teachers, a person with his talent would be qualified to impact the realm of Sequence 7 at around 40-50 years old. However, he has reached the end point that many people dream of before he is 30 years old.
When he walked out of the training and promotion room, the sound of fireworks rang out, and various ribbons and colorful flowers fell, covering his sweaty body.
The seaweed-headed researcher put down the fireworks tube in his hand and walked over with a smile on his face.
"Congratulations, Biaoxing." There were many other familiar colleagues beside him, and everyone had smiles on their faces.
"Congratulations."
"What a rare genius."
"Well, he's also a lucky guy."
"Now the research progress can be greatly advanced."
"We should be able to have a big dinner tonight."
"I told you, with so many resources piled up, there will always be results."
"Come on, let's take a photo."
As they said this, they surrounded Biaoxing and took a commemorative photo.
In the following time, Biaoxing continued to test and develop the new mecha. As his body continued to adapt to this new mecha, various new training programs and tasks began to appear.
"What we have to do today is to simulate surviving in the battleship's gunfire." The seaweed-headed researcher projected the topic behind him.
"You are kidding me." Biaoxing certainly knew how terrifying the battleship's main gun was. It was not a laser with a diameter of several meters, but a magnificent particle torrent that could annihilate the mecha if it touched the edge.
"I'm not kidding, come, watch a video." The seaweed-headed researcher clapped his hands, and then the autonomous unit next to him projected another video.
In the picture, a white mecha flew flexibly in the deep space. The strange trajectory showed amazing speed and flexibility, and then the dazzling battleship main gun light lit up. In the high-speed lens, the mecha instantly became hazy and submerged in the particle torrent. However, after a few seconds, when the main gun went out, it appeared again in the deep space, and it was still intact, with no scratches on the surface.
Like a light and swift swift, this shape and trajectory appeared on the heavy mecha about 60 meters high, giving people a strange visual impact. Even though Biaoxing had never fought with the ace driver, he could clearly feel that the driver's ability was far superior to his.
It only took 10 seconds for the opponent to defeat him at close range, no, it should only take 6 seconds. He estimated his means of response in his mind.
"Are you stunned? Haha, if I tell you that the person sitting in the mecha only trained for less than a year at that time, from a complete novice to such a level, would you still be surprised?" The seaweed-headed researcher turned the recording board with his fingers.
"Who is the other party?" Biaoxing was interested in the mysterious senior for the first time. It seemed that the other party was also driving the same model of test aircraft.
"Keep it a secret. I'm not trying to keep you in suspense. It's true that her identity is very special." Seaweed Head shook his finger.
"Girl?" Biaoxing was surprised. After all, the average physical fitness of women is not as good as that of men.
"Well, she is very special." Seaweed Head stopped describing.
"You will know in the future. As long as you keep up with the progress and become a senior member of our institute, some secrets will be revealed to you."
"Okay, today's training plan will start again. I will send you the information later. Remember to read it carefully at night."
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Star Region, the headquarters of the 'Fire Lotus-Brilliant Star' faction.
Pulin sat on the black sofa, her legs crossed and raised. She was wearing a black and red tights, as if she had just stepped off a hoverbike. Although her figure was not tall, her temperament now made up for it well.
"The response of the Sigma Mechanical Council was very perfunctory." She threw the recording board showing the information aside and spoke to the several officials waiting in front of her.
"Yes, the other party just responded in a formulaic way, without mentioning when to return the 'Sacred Relic Covenant'."
"These mechanical life forms probably feel that they are old and look down on the Federation." Someone speculated quietly.
The lifespan of mechanical life forms is almost infinite, and many members of the Sigma Mechanical Council were born in the early days of the Federation.
"I don't know how much combat strength the current Mechanical Council still has."
Speaking of this, many people at the scene thought about it. Originally, the 'Fire Lotus-Brilliant Star' faction was not very interested in the holy relics. It was only because of Pulin's personal will that they began to collect them.
However, now there are two copies of the Holy Relic Covenant in hand, and only the last one is missing. If they can be gathered together to open the door to the dialogue between humans and Aijiaka's will, the opportunities and great possibilities that can be brought about by this have made many people excited.
No one will dislike more, and the 'Fire Lotus-Brilliant Star' faction, which is in its heyday, is even more confident. The economic growth in the past 20 years and the good social situation have made many people firmly believe that no difficulties can stop them, and no one can resist the Rose Federation that has completed the integration.
"Send a letter to the Sigma Mechanical Council again. This time, we need to exert greater pressure, so that they realize that we are not joking." Prin said.
"Also, let the Fifth Fleet start preparing. Whether it will be used or not, showing muscle and strength will always make the other party more objective and rational in judging."
"This..." A few people at the scene were hesitant. After all, the Sigma Mechanical Council is not a small country like the Holy White Melody, but a political system with a large group of mechanical life. No one knows how many warships and military forces those mechanical life have reserved for the possible galactic war. Anyway, they are tireless and don't need to be paid.
"Your Highness..." Someone wanted to dissuade Prinkoko.
"You'd better do what I decide." The temperament of this volcano singer has always been like this. It would be surprising if she became cautious and gentle.
"Yes." Someone could only sigh silently.
In the following six months, the Rose Federation failed to negotiate with the Sigma Mechanical Council several times. The other party refused to return the holy object. This response finally angered the 'Fire Lotus-Star' faction. Since then, the federal media began to publish unfavorable remarks about the Mechanical Council.
Under the influence of such public opinion, many residents began to hate those groups they had never met, and some even developed a certain jealousy.
"Even in the interstellar age, the life span of humans is only a hundred years, but they can stay young forever." Reason tells them that this is the difference between biological and mechanical, but emotions are never rational.
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Aijieka cyberspace, the center of the Seven Sages Council.
"Lord Yinqing." A tiny light point passed through the complex trajectory of the sky full of star tracks and came to the front of the silver mechanical doll in the center.
"I have something to report to you." This slightly familiar voice reminded her of something.
"Speak."
"About the future of our Star Children, and to stop the Federation from going astray now. "
Yes, the Federation is developing rapidly now, and everything is good, but that doesn't mean it's right." The other party's voice was firm.
"The current prosperity is brought about by two new technological systems. The huge construction demand brought about by the new technology has covered up the past contradictions. This should have been a good opportunity to adjust the internal structure of the Federation, but Pulin did not do so."
"Everything she is doing now is still a replay of history. When the prosperity of the new technology recedes, the behemoth under her will be the biggest cancer in the Federation."
"Because of the practice of the 'Fire Lotus-Star' faction, all emerging companies and excellent ideas that are not from their faction will be acquired and swallowed by them, and they have monopolized almost all propaganda channels, holding the key to the door to every resident of the Federation in this interstellar era."
"This means that anything that any resident sees, buys, or touches is controlled and managed by them. Such a strong jurisdiction brings an extremely stable structure, making it extremely difficult for outsiders to impact their status, which will bring many disadvantages."
"First, it stifles the birth of new ideas, making many civilians and rising stars lack opportunities to rise, and the overall technological and ideological progress of society has greatly slowed down."
"Second, low efficiency and corruption are born. Because there is no competition, they can do evil more unscrupulously and eat for nothing."
"Third, their inflated self-confidence makes them unable to listen to any voices of improvement, which will lead to the group of human leaders becoming rigid and degenerate."
Then, the voice cited many examples to prove his point.
The silver mechanical puppet in the center did not rush to object to these flawed remarks, but asked.
"Do you have a better way about the future structure of the Federation?" Even if the current system is not good, it is still the result of countless generations of singing girls and politicians. It can maintain the framework of the Federation, which means it is very feasible.
"Of course, we only need to build a circular parliament with a neural consciousness network as the core according to the ideas of our Star Children. At that time, AI will aggregate all of our unconscious concepts and ideas to form a new moral framework, and because of the popularity of the Aijiaka cyberspace, everyone can participate in the real civilized decision-making. "As he said, his voice was full of enthusiasm and yearning.
"But how do you ensure that each member has the qualifications and sense of responsibility to make decisions?"
"When everyone makes a decision, it means that no one will be held responsible for it, and everyone can shirk responsibility." The silver-green puppet shook his head. "
Compared with a hundred children who have never swum in the water and a fisherman who has been fishing at sea for many years, although the latter has fewer people, he can better judge the calmness of the wind and waves and where to catch big fish."
"Making decisions is a skill with unlimited demand. Most people are laymen. If it depends entirely on the vote of all members, the leader who comes to power in the end must be the most attention-grabbing rapper, not a real doer."
"Prinkoko has some willful arrogance, but she is still a leader at the level. We can't tear the alliance apart easily." At this point, the silver mechanical puppet once again rejected the other party's proposal.
After cutting off the communication, the puppet, who had been operating as precisely as a machine, temporarily stopped the endless tasks in his hands.
This is the nth time she has received similar suggestions and applications. There are many Star Children who are dissatisfied with Pulin. This dissatisfaction is only a matter of degree. Very few Star Children really like Pulin.
The other party's personality and philosophy of doing things are different from the Star Children's values. Abandoning overly strong dictators and sorting out government affairs with expert groups is the federal framework that the Star Children really want. Pulin is going further and further on the road of centralization, which disappoints many Star Children.
They don't want to be a foil and a tool. As another part of the "Fire Lotus-Brilliant Star" faction, although the name of the faction brings together the symbols of both parties, the Star Children have always had little say in the actual implementation of policies.
This insignificance is acceptable in the initial stage of cooperation, but as the Star Children Alliance expands and becomes stronger in the past 20 years, many people have begun to be dissatisfied with this position.
"We should get the power that belongs to us to let everyone understand that the "Fire Lotus-Brilliant Star" faction is not only the blazing fire lotus, but also the many twinkling stars. '
Such thoughts spread silently in the Star Children Alliance. They are the technical elites of many universities, research institutes, and giant companies. Until one day, these hidden voices under the water collided with each other and stirred up the overturned waves.
"Time will eventually respond to our wishes."
Leaning on the bench in the sky corridor, the researcher with the seaweed head stared at the dome sky.
(End of this chapter)
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