Robot Revenge

It was the first time for both Sun Hong and Vice President Zhao to ride in such a high-tech aircraft.

Sun Hong remained calm, seemingly unmoved by external circumstances.

On the contrary, Vice President Zhao was very excited, touching this and that.

"What a powerful propulsion system! Is this the legendary anti-gravity engine? This sound barrier structure makes absolutely no noise during takeoff. Has the 'thermal motion noise control' reached the level of silence? No wonder it's from Mother City Technology."

The three leaders of the synthesis workers, Bing, Ding, and Geng, were also somewhat excited, but their excitement came in different directions.

"So what if it's anti-gravity technology? We already had that in the Age of Empires."

"Our frigates also have energy shields, and they're three-layered."

"It's just a space exploration ship; we have research ships belonging to the Empire."

The three old men nitpicked and soon started arguing with Vice President Zhao.

The senior engineer ignored the somewhat agitated old men and instead looked at Sun Hong thoughtfully.

Sun Hong: The head of the biological warfare unit, through her secret efforts, her biological abilities have gradually developed towards manipulation.

She and Huang Wen each added 100,000 faction experience points to the senior engineer.

Generally speaking, combat-oriented faction characters require a higher level.

"What's wrong, boss?" Sun Hongping's usually calm tone carried a hint of unease.

"I'm figuring out how to develop you."

Sun Hong's eyes widened slightly, and she subconsciously took two steps back.

The senior engineer remained calm.

One of the main reasons I came back this time was to help my subordinates upgrade their systems.

The great cause of empire cannot be accomplished by one person alone.

Sun Hong and Huang Wen were his key targets for support.

As the faction level increases, most bio-warriors will become cannon fodder, except for a few qualified ones who can take the bio-hunter route.

In every faction, cannon fodder, or basic combat units, are indispensable.

Cannon fodder is acceptable, but the commander of a cannon fodder unit cannot be cannon fodder.

It would be best to transform Sun Hong into a manipulative woman, like a little woman.

But with the help of brain-boosting flowers, the little woman's mental strength can increase rapidly without any training.

But Sun Hong is different; she has no powerful backers and her qualifications aren't particularly outstanding.

She had also used Professor Han's gene-developing drug, but so far, she hasn't been able to develop her superpowers.

The senior engineer decided to "force growth" by pulling up seedlings.

Among the Crimson Queen's biological abilities is a type of "flesh spores," and he has already had Professor Han perform biomimetic work on this part of her genes.

If successful, the opponent will automatically increase their combat power by increasing the number of their biological warriors.

When the senior engineer explained the plan to Sun Hong, she replied almost without hesitation, "I agree to the renovation!"

At least in terms of willpower, the other party is quite qualified.

However, whether it was just his imagination or not, he felt that Sun Hong seemed to have quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

As for Huang Wen, he also planned to have a serious talk with the other party.

Electronic Knight Selena has become their prisoner, and the pathogen of the electronic biovirus has been identified.

He prepared two options for the other party.

One natural option is to rescue him from his "vegetative state" and turn him back into the mechanic Huang Wen.

The second method is to carry out deep modification, transforming the other party into a "machine will".

"Machine Will" is a type of AI, but it leans more towards hardware, somewhat like the industrialized hive will.

In the former case, he would become a frontline commander, with a status roughly similar to Daisy's.

The latter will become the controller of his own "machine system".

The senior engineer wasn't sure what the other party's choice was, but it didn't matter which one they chose.

The planet Machine Rift may not have many other things, but it is famous for having a large number of large-scale AIs.

For example, the mechanical brain of each mechanical city is a kind of "large-scale AI".

Incidentally, the mechanical brain of the City That Never Sleeps is called Machine Generation.

In the future, under the seduction of senior executives from a group of giant corporations, the 'Sixth Generation Machine' will forcibly devour the 'Fifth Generation Machine'. The great battle between the two will cause the City of Never Sleeps to malfunction systematically, and in the end, the entire mechanical city will be captured by the Knights' army.

These executives also met with rather tragic ends.

They deserved it.

The noise woke Angel, who had finally gotten a good night's sleep. She rubbed her eyes and came out of the room. When she saw several unfamiliar faces, she was first stunned, and then she became furious.

"You actually dared to bring these inferior species onto the spaceship without permission! Are you insane?! Are you trying to suffocate me to death?!"

This little brat hasn't been trained enough.

The senior engineer glanced at the other person, then looked at Sun Hong and suddenly said, "You used to be a training instructor in the security regiment, right?"

"Yes, sir! I'll be in charge of training the new recruits!"

"Perfect timing, I have a task for you."

The senior engineer felt that simply exercising was not enough; he also needed to master some military skills.

Angel probably never imagined that an even more tragic future would be decided the moment she opened her mouth.

Base One was not far from the ancient battlefield. At the speed of a Level 8 aircraft, the group arrived at the previous ambush site, near a garbage mountain, in less than ten minutes.

Unlike the environment of endless yellow sand, the ancient battlefield is filled with mountains of garbage, abandoned machines, destroyed large military buildings, and even the wreckage of aircraft carriers.

Although the focus of that battle was on the main continent, it is clear that the predecessor of the 9-3 Guanzhong Plate was also affected. The plate that originally belonged to the mainland merged with the island nation, causing the ships that had drifted on the sea to be forced ashore.

After all, it's easy to go to sea but difficult to get back to shore, so this strange phenomenon must be the result of a targeted strike by space-based weapons.

Around the garbage mountain, you can vaguely see many people collecting gold coming and going.

The place where Sun Hong was ambushed was near a garbage mountain not far away. This garbage mountain was special because it was full of robot wreckage.

In civilized times, artificial intelligence has not yet evolved to this level, so robots are proper robots with rough metal shells, exposed wires, and no facial features. Most robots are not even "humanoid," but rather tank-like, turret-like, or beast-like.

Calling it a robot is perhaps less accurate than calling it a "fighting machine".

"White Tiger-type combat robot, Leopard-type robot, Executioner No. 3."

Three synthetic beings walked on the garbage heap, muttering to themselves as if lost in some kind of memory.

Unfortunately, most of the parts here are metal scraps; the truly valuable ones have long been taken away.

The senior engineer looked at Vice Dean Zhao and asked, "Did robots from the Imperial Era possess basic intelligence?"

Vice Dean Zhao shook his head and pondered, "Even if they did, their intelligent components would have been damaged over the years. After all, in this civilized era, personality chips haven't been developed yet, and machine intelligence is very fragile."

AI or intelligent robots are not immortal; in fact, if we only consider lifespan, they are far inferior to carbon-based life forms of the same level.

However, their death occurs in a different way than that of carbon-based life forms.

Their death is not due to the cell division reaching its peak, also known as the Hayflick limit.

Rather, it's about system iteration, personality restructuring, and algorithm updates.

Every upgrade and replacement is, in fact, a kind of "death".

Therefore, the larger the AI, the more it will delay the arrival of updates, because its data layer can no longer withstand such disruptions.

Once updated, it means that all the underlying data must be reorganized.

This is the essence of the struggle between the two generations of machines.

"Why did they suddenly attack?"

"Perhaps the early warning system isn't completely broken."

The senior engineer suddenly turned his head, and the colony's body transformed into a pistol as his arm swung. At the other end of the pistol was an old man with yellow teeth who collected gold.

This guy's teeth suit his profession perfectly; they gleam like gold when he smiles.

The old gold finder raised his hand high to indicate there was no threat, then walked over with a smirk.

"Gentlemen, you're from out there, aren't you? I mean, from the more distant deserts, or even beyond the deserts."

"How did you figure that out?"

The old gold finder gave a fawning smile and pointed to his clothes.

The people living here dress in a "Middle Eastern style," trying to cover every part of their bodies. Obviously, their attire is out of place here.

Due to the effect of the 'radiation charging plate', the radiation concentration at Base One is extremely low, almost non-existent.

Therefore, in the 'hot summer', short sleeves and shorts are the normal attire.

"And what is your purpose?"

"Hehe, I'm just a map seller. You're new here, so you probably don't know where it's safe, where it's dangerous, or where there's more treasure to be found. The last group of treasure hunters found a high-level mechanical object with the help of my map."

"Since you know everything, why don't you earn that money yourself?"

"You're joking, sir. Places with treasures are usually associated with danger. I wouldn't dare go there."

"Then how do you know there's treasure?" Vice Dean Zhao retorted.

"Hehe, I live here every day. I remember where people go, where people die, and where there are a lot of gunfire."

Old Gold Tooth chuckled, "After watching for a while, you'll understand some things."

"How much is one?"

"One thousand mechanical coins."

Vice President Zhao was also stunned. One thousand mechanical coins, ten of them would be ten thousand. If ten coins were sold every day, it would be three hundred thousand in thirty days.

This is more than my salary.

The senior engineer glanced at Vice Dean Zhao, smiled, and said, "Even if you were in his shoes, you couldn't do it."

The senior engineer could clearly sense that at least five people appeared in the shadows the moment he drew his gun.

They were operating as a gang.

"I'll ask you a question. If you answer well, I'll buy one."

Old Gold Tooth perked up. "Alright, ask away!"

"Has anything strange happened on this ancient battlefield lately? For example, a few days ago, my companions were ambushed by a group of ancient robots."

"Robot attacks? They happen every year, it's not unusual," Old Gold Tooth muttered to himself. "But now that the customer has mentioned it, it seems there have been quite a few robot attacks lately."

"Guest, there's a saying in the ancient battlefield that the spirits of the dead appear every year, each time seeking revenge."