History books say that in ancient times, most humans lived less than a hundred years old. At that time, people's lives seemed very compact. In just a few decades, they had to experience the birth of natural childbirth, ubiquitous accidents, blinking aging... and countless separations of life and death.

When they are old, they often do nothing because they lose their social roles. Therefore, the painful past in this life will continue to surge like underground springs, soaking the lonely spiritual world into devastation.

Suddenly, Lin Jingheng felt a little head-heavy and light-hearted, and seemed to feel the confusion of "soaking in the past".

The driver's emotional fluctuations will affect his mental power. Lin Jingheng's mental power is high. When a person controls the spiritual network, it doesn't matter if the value drops a little. However, at this time, the two of them share a spiritual network, and they are stuck on a subtle value. If they drop a little, they may be popped out by the mecha's spiritual network.

Lu Bixing knew that his expression was going to be bad as soon as he saw him. He immediately took the initiative to withdraw from the Spirit Network. Fortunately, he reacted in time and just stopped, he saw Lin Jingheng shaking for a moment, probably because he received a warning from the Spirit Network.

Lu Bixing had an idea: "The Artificial Intelligence Legion is still behind!"

Lin Jingheng was shocked suddenly, and his scattered eyes immediately focused.

"I know," I saw him nodding almost without any emotion, opening the communication channel, and saying in an orderly manner, "Jin, let you clean the battlefield, and other technical soldiers on the mecha should pay attention to checking the encryption of electronic equipment, counting firepower and casualties, and submit it immediately - Yang, take people back to the team and retreat. Don't be nervous, this is the Heart of Rose, and artificial intelligence will not be more difficult to deal with than chip people."

...It's like the person whose soul has just left his body is not him.

Lu Bixing breathed a sigh of relief, the responsibility was heavy, and the weight of Wanjin was pressed down, and a hole as big as a bowl could be suppressed in his chest.

He has experience in this matter.

"Commander," Poisson Yang's voice became a little heavy, "There is an unknown energy fluctuation in the direction of the outer jump point, and a group of mechas are approaching."

The wolf had just left, and the evil tiger came again. Poisson Yang's voice made the communication channel silently.

Some pictures were taken on the military recorder of the outer Silver 3, and they were soon spread to everyone in the coalition.

The artificial intelligence army, which was originally trying to attack the Heart of Rose, suddenly stopped fire, retreated, confronted the exhausted coalition for a moment, and then the team separated from all directions, and a huge heavy armor appeared.

Lu Bixing asked softly: "Wait, is this... the 'Long Yuan' we met in Votto before?"

He finished speaking, and everyone who stared at the scene took a breath - Long Yuan followed his followers and guard mechas, and further back, there was another super heavy armor.

And this was not over yet. The dazzling super heavy armor appeared one by one, just like going to the market. Soon, except for the incompetent Zhan Lu, the other nine of the top ten famous swords in the league gathered together.

Before Nagus breathing well, he trembled and said something from his nose: "Isn't you going to live?"

Lu Bixing patted Zhan Lu on the shoulder - Zhan Lu's mental network was overloaded and malfunctioned. Now he was just an electronic butler with a slouching eyebrows: "Ask an interview, what do you think now, Brother Zhan Lu? Have you ever reflected on this incredible appearance?"

The robot hand slammed him weakly, and a sense of sadness appeared in the mechanical voice: "I think what I should reflect on is your engineering department, Principal Lu, but I miss them a little now."

Lu Bixing had nothing to say about his pursuit, so he could only look at the mecha core without ambition and sighed: "You are almost turning into a 'family mecha'."

At this time, Long Yuan suddenly moved and slowly drove towards the heart of the rose.

The spirit of Bai Yin San on the front line was extremely tense. A row of particles were shot out of the borehole and hit Longyuan's protective cover heavily. The high-energy particles "boomed" and exploded around.

Poisson Yang's cold sweat in his palms, and he connected the enemy's communication with a stern and cowardly: "Long Yuan, if you get closer, it will not be a warning-level firepower."

However, to everyone's surprise, Long Yuan actually stopped. Then, Long Yuan's mecha nucleus made a sound: "Have the command ship of the bandit leader of the Pirate Free Legion been shot down?"

Poisson Young did not dare to speak rashly.

Lu Bixing once judged that Lin Jingshu should be the first target of the Artificial Intelligence Legion, and Woolf did not hesitate to "death for life" just to deal with her.

So…what does it mean now?

The first goal is gone, start looking for the second goal to clean up?

When Woolf was a human, he could still guess what he thought. Now that he has stepped out of the carbon-based ranks, the pit in his mind is becoming more and more unpredictable. No one knows what these crazy computers who are starting to explode without saying a word are thinking.

Long Yuan waited for a minute, but didn't wait for the answer, so he repeated the question twitchingly.

"It's okay." At this time, Lin Jingheng's voice came from Poisson Yang's communication channel. The human coalition was reorganized very quickly. After a moment, the command ship had already received casualties from various troops.

Lin Jingheng swept it roughly and judged that it was not yet at the end of his life: "You can tell the truth and see what they are going to do. If the two sides have a battle sooner or later, it is better to fight while we have the advantage of the current location and spare energy."

Long Yuan was like a deadly alarm. He asked once a minute and said, "Pirate Free Legion..."

"Yes," Poisson Yang interrupted him, "Lin Jingshu's command ship has been shot down by our missiles, most of her accompanying guards have been wiped out, and the remaining few have been captured."

Long Yuan paused, changed his lines, and said without any fluctuation: "But the chipman on the ground of the First Galaxy is still there."

Poisson Yang was confused.

"Slow down," Lu Bixing said, "I don't think they are here to fight."

Long Yuan: "Mr. Woolf hopes to have a direct call with General Lin - or General Lu of the Eighth Galaxy."

After saying that, the Longyuan mecha core was hidden and Woolf's voice sounded.

He spoke too anthropomorphic, and the horror of Votto's corpse was not yet fading, and the coalition members got goosebumps when they heard the sound.

"I am Hubert Wolf. Here, I would like to thank you for your hard work and defeating our common enemy."

Bayer: "...Aren't we the three sides the common enemies of each other?"

Li Fran hurriedly shrew him.

"Short after the surrender of the Glorious Regiment of Votto, the pirates of the Free Legion had already plunged their roots into the undried soil of blood. My maker was already close to the limit of human lifespan. He could feel that his natural death was in the near future, so he created me." The artificial intelligence said in Woolf's voice, "I share his memory, inherit his legacy, and make the most of the defense of peace and the elimination of the Pirates' Free Legion as the first goal. At this point, with the help of you, the mission has been completed."

Lin Jingheng said lightly: "Then your way of 'protecting peace' is quite creative."

Fortunately, artificial intelligence doesn't care whether his attitude is good: "Are you referring to bombing Votto? Jingheng? Votto is the most likely bait to be eaten by the bandit leader. The local population is the least among all planets, the residents have the strongest awareness of refuge, and the most capable of protecting themselves in the war."

This sounds like Votto is quite clever.

"Everything is a matter of debate, and every issue can be debated forever," Woolf said. "Every choice will consume your determination and acumen as a commander. The enemy knows this. In fact, she has threatened you with the stars of major galaxies. I don't think she will leave you with the time to hold a debate. I chose the most profitable plan according to the weight and priority of the target. As it turns out, we succeeded."

Lu Bixing: "Nothing else is mentioned for now, what should I do if the refugees who escaped from Votto?"

"The infrastructure of Angel City Fortress is intact, with multiple artificial space stations nearby for residence and sufficient material reserves. They have been there once, and are not unfamiliar. Most people had temporary residences in Angel City Fortress when they evacuated last time. The person with the highest administrative level among the survivors was responsible." Woolf said slowly, "Of course, if you choose freedom, the only manpower can only cause panic in the short term, so please help me escort it after the rest."

He thought very thoughtfully.

Woolf also said: "The next step is to clean up the ground chippers, arrest the second-generation chippers, trial according to law, and force the first-generation chippers to isolate and eliminate the impact of biological chips on the human body. Due to the lack of relevant information, I hope General Manager Lu can provide technical support."

Lu Bixing: "Do you want Dr. Harden's chip interference technology?"

"Yes." Artificial Intelligence Woolf said politely, "I promise not to abuse biochips, and to maximize the elimination of drug abortion of chips. The technology obtained will never be used for illegal human experiments. The above will be written into my program."

Lu Bixing hesitated for a moment.

As long as something is produced, it will never disappear again.

Since the ancient Earthlings opened the door to addictive drugs, drug abuse has been repeatedly banned for a long time. It is conceivable that although the chip empire has been destroyed, the addictive nature of biochips that is similar to the Garden of Eden is still there. In the future, this new type of drug will become a sore in society. In the future, all galaxies will probably target chips and establish new "drug-anti-drug departments" and research institutes. That will be another long-term struggle.

Therefore, it is certain that chip interference technology is shared among various galaxies. If a Central Commander asked him for it, he would definitely give it without saying a word.

But at this time, he was facing a strange artificial intelligence army. Lu Bixing tentatively said: "If we refuse to cooperate, Long Yuan will not open fire, right?"

"No, I thought I had explained clearly that my existence will always form the best solution at the lowest cost. I am not a war machine." Woolf said peacefully, "Chip interference technology is not without traces. I have strong artificial intelligence and the ability to analyze this technology. Even if you refuse to cooperate, I will just spend more time. But if President Lu refuses, and chip crime escalates in the future, we will also refuse technology sharing. I think this is not a win-win situation."

Lu Bixing negotiated with artificial intelligence for the first time and couldn't help but want to know the bottom line of artificial intelligence, so he quarreled: "This way, you can exchange the top ten famous swords."

People have joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, but artificial intelligence does not seem to be. No matter how similar the personality is, it is just imitation.

Sure enough, he spoke loudly, and the artificial intelligence Woolf was not angry, but just said with a reasonable and reasonable basis: "Sorry, this transaction is not fair."

Lu Bixing immediately changed his words: "Don't you want them all, what about half?"

Woolf still said: "Unfair."

"One."

"No……"

"Then the deformable material headquarter that repairs the Zhanlu mecha core?"

To everyone's surprise, this time, Artificial Intelligence Woolf was silent for a while and actually agreed.

About an hour later, the Artificial Intelligence Legion released a small supply ship for mechas to transport supplies. Bai Yin San was 120% active and isolated the small supply ship. He almost dragged out each part to disinfect it. After going through six safety inspections thoroughly, he took over the things and put several chip jammers and brief instructions into the supply ship and sent them back.

Woolf generously gave them a ton of deformable material…and a worn-out carton.

"Baiyin San has checked it, there are no dangerous items inside," Poisson Yang personally sent the carton to the command ship. "There are no electronic items inside, Commander, take a look."

The cardboard box is full of trivial old objects - there are dozens of photo frames with many old photos in it, including Marshal Woolf when he was young, Dr. Harden, his grandfather Linger, Lin Wei in childhood, Lin Wei in young Lin Wei, and Lu Xin, a young man wearing Ulan College uniform... There are group photos and singles.

There are also several colorful children's paintings. The signature in the corner is a crooked "Lin Wei" and a very retro notebook. The owner of the notebook is Linger. It is said that when the war between the old and new ephemeris was fierce, for safety, the foundation of the alliance was laid for a period of time and returned to the original paper and pen. It should be the notes from that period.

"This is some relics," said Artificial Intelligence Woolf, "Jingheng, I think you should be able to save it properly."

After saying that, Mecha Longyuan took away the supply ship and turned around and prepared to retreat.

"Wait," Lu Bixing suddenly said before the communication was cut off, "The last question, Woolf... Marshal, what do you plan to do after solving the problem of ground chip man? Will you turn the alliance into a mechanical empire operated under the control of artificial intelligence?"

"I can sleep." Artificial intelligence Woolf left a thoughtful sentence without explaining it. He cut off the communication. The top ten famous swords seemed to have come to show his old man's grand stage. After the shape was arranged, he retreated as quickly as when he came, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The silent heart of roses is like a space cemetery, with countless mecha wreckage floating. The remaining human coalition forces looked at each other, as if they had just woken up from a nightmare.

I don’t know who asked softly: “Is it all over?”

After a moment of silence in the communication channel, someone suddenly burst into tears and couldn't hear who it was. Maybe it was because of the loss of the commander-in-chief's Second Galaxy Central Army, or maybe it was because of the hallucination that accidentally injured a driver of his comrades.

Maybe it's just a life after a disaster, and sorrow comes from it.

Lin Jingheng took a deep breath and raised his hand to call a guard: "Check the spirit network, you come and be the driver."

When the control man Lin Shuai was killed by being a driver, the guard was shocked and flattered: "I...I?"

Lin Jingheng didn't say much, handed over the driving authority quickly, and then walked to the medical room next to him as if nothing had happened.
Chapter completed!