At that moment, Yu Lian was making his way through the hidden, unnamed space base while listening to feedback from Golden Whistle.
"You guessed right. Those three robots are also the central control units for the Laborer-12 drones. I've breached the central system's firewall, but I can't take control." Unlike Little Gray, who was practically indistinguishable from an intelligent life-form, Golden Whistle, another creation of the Enlighteners, was entirely different. His voice belonged to a refined young man—the kind of popular university lecturer who had more male fans than female ones. There was almost no hint of anything electronic about it.
Still, with Yu Lian's perceptiveness, he could detect a certain stiffness if he listened closely enough. Even so, the voice felt remarkably familiar, like that of an old friend he'd known since childhood.
"Why?" Yu Lian asked.
"Control authority requires a deeper level of access, beyond my capacity to calculate," Golden Whistle replied. "However, I successfully carried out your Plan B and fed the drone command system an erroneous order. Thirty-one percent of the units are confirmed destroyed. The rest have gone silent."
"Good work." Yu Lian added, "Keep searching. See if you can find anything like a cooperation agreement between the Marauders and the Snake. If you can find a copy of their plan to break through the Star Gate, that'd be even better."
"Understood. Beginning the search."
"By the way, you said those drones were Galaxy Laborer-12s?"
"Galaxy Laborer-12s are automated drone units designed for deep-space mining. A complete system consists of one command ship, 240 mining machines, and 120 spares. They are equipped with gravity tugs, mining lasers, vibration generators, and multifunctional mechanical arms, which can also be used for self-defense." Golden Whistle answered in a matter-of-fact tone, then sent detailed schematics of the robots directly