Cyber ​​Heroes

Chapter 1157 Omen

The spaceport's garrison attaché, the lucky Katu Demara, had just replaced some components.

Meteor Moonlight Butterfly is not a martial art suitable for use in the atmosphere. Although Meteor Moonlight Butterfly and RX Pegasus are both martial arts developed by His Majesty the Speed ​​King, the conditions for using the two martial arts are opposite. RX Pegasus' design concept for the prosthesis is "reduction", by discarding all unnecessary weight including "armor" to achieve the highest acceleration effect. The only thing added is the thick and long tail to assist in controlling the center of gravity. Meteor Moonlight Butterfly achieves "speed" and "cleverness" at the same time by "adding", constantly mounting additional accelerators and fuel tanks.

But this also makes the Meteor Moonlight Butterfly not very suitable for use in the atmosphere. The air will constantly take away kinetic energy from the body, and may even tear the high-speed moving prosthesis apart. At the same time, the existence of the atmosphere will also increase the complexity of the Meteor Moonlight Butterfly's body movements.

The Speed ​​King's martial arts have always been on the verge of losing control. For humans today to control such speed is like our ancestors 100,000 years ago trying to control an untamed mad buffalo.

The atmosphere to this martial art is like injecting an overdose of adrenaline into the bison.

But Katu Demara didn't dare not go.

At this time, the uplink and downlink lines were cut off by the enemy, and there was an obvious nuclear explosion on the ground. According to the previous order, she had to go down to provide support.

If she was afraid to fight at this time, the king would definitely burn her prosthetic body and hang it on the synchronous orbit as a punishment.

"The Black Death God Thanatos and that guy Bodhidharma Gaotian shouldn't be defeated so quickly, right?"

The last news she received was that someone had hacked into the command system and issued random orders, while Thanatos and Bodhidharma Gaotian were left to clean up the mess.

The record of the deaths of many high-ranking military officers such as Jiang Geer showed that there were top-notch experts in the Knights' camp. But she also read the battle report, and it was clear that the masters among the Knights had achieved such a victory by relying on their super speed and surprise attacks.

In terms of speed, the senior military officer thought he had never been afraid of anyone.

Even if things are impossible, she still has the opportunity to evacuate.

Katu Demara nodded to his assistant, then jumped down and began to accelerate in the direction of gravity.

Like a tiny drop of mercury on the top of a drainage rod, falling towards the infinite blue planet.

Soon, she entered the atmosphere, and the red hot air enveloped her like a veil.

This layer of "red gauze" - plasma formed by charged particles, will shield all electromagnetic signals. At this moment, she lost communication with the space port. For warriors in the ancient space field, this was an unavoidable disaster. The ancients awe-inspiringly called the height where the spacecraft lost contact during reentry the "black barrier zone."

Katu Demara would never know that she had escaped a fatal attack.

At that moment, Xiangshan began his internal attack on the spaceport.

The prosthesis Xiangshan was using at this moment was too poor, and when he used the Eighth Martial God's personality mask to use his internal skills, his brain was reconstructed through electronic virtual brain circuits, and his external skills would drop. In this case, he was really afraid that a high-speed warrior would take advantage of the firewall to resist and kill him in seconds.

According to the information provided by Nia Guti, the senior military officers of the Earth-Moon system all have "customized" firewalls. King Agni often gives different "patches" as rewards to officers who have made military achievements - it seems that this can minimize the enemy's prying into his details.

No one knows how well King Agni knows about the loopholes in his firewall. If one of his subordinates defected, the knights could analyze the firewall to find a specific loophole. But no one can guarantee that this loophole will also work for King Agni himself.

  The backdoor of one senior military attaché may lead to a honeypot or a trap on another senior military attaché!

This is also the reason why Xiangshan chose to temporarily avoid it. Not everyone is like Bodhidharma Gaotian who specially handed the "knife" to him.

Katu Demara passed by a space elevator that was rising at high speed in mid-air.

She didn't see the figure inside the elevator door at all.

Lucky Katu Demara thus avoided another fatal attack.

She crashed through the clouds and began to slow down. The "red veil" dissipated, and what came to her was the extremely harsh electromagnetic environment after the nuclear explosion. She opened the jet group behind her, like a multi-winged archangel. Katu Demara fired several flares, trying to take over the command of the ground forces.

Niagudi roared: "This is the last obstacle! Kill Katu and we will have no more obstacles! Tear her apart!"

Tuoba Xuanyuan Fourteen and another warrior took off at the same time.

Katu Demara used the gun fixed on her waist to kill a knight who dared to snipe at her, but she did not see Thanatos and Bodhi Dharma Gaotian. She looked around and shouted, "Waste! Did both of them die so quickly?"

Because the difference in individual strength was greatly widened by technology, the army showed a polarized trend when facing powerful warriors - orderly troops could easily surround and kill powerful warriors, while powerful warriors could also enter and exit the chaotic army formation as if they were in an empty space.

  As long as there is a senior military officer in command, the army will not collapse instantly in the face of a nuclear explosion!

Katu Demara determined the general situation of the troops with just a glance.

He has been crippled.

As long as there was still one First Heaven warrior to entangle the enemy and give those mid-level officers a chance to reorganize their formation, everything would still be in time. However, officers with experience in battle command could immediately see that something was wrong even without an Internet connection.

The enemy's attack purpose was clear. Most of the mid-level officers had already died in the battle. Now the garrison troops on the ground could only be used as movable obstacles on the ground, and they could not execute slightly more complicated instructions.

In the battle between the warriors of the first level, this kind of army is of no use at all!

——I have to go!

Katu's mind turned, and several flares from an external magazine on his back were launched directly into the air. This combination of flares with special colors conveyed new information to the surroundings, meaning "this place is defeated, but reinforcements are needed" and "when you see the signal, you must relay and spread it."

The Earth is a rocky planet with a relatively active magnetic field. Here, any First Heaven warrior can easily set off an EMP storm. Military martial arts warriors have specially developed various means to be unaffected by EMP.

After doing all this, Katu wanted to leave. Now even King Agni would not criticize her.

But a figure quickly approached. The two were about to cross each other, but a hook grabbed Katu's shoulder tightly.

Tuoba Xuanyuan Shisi grinned: "Hey, now that you're here, let's fight before we leave!"

"Such a complete fighting force..." Katu Demara was shocked, "Those two pieces of trash, didn't they fight with you at all?"

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"Never fear... never surrender... fight bravely... hehehehehehe..."

Xiangshan walked openly in the spaceport while humming a song he had heard when he was very young. Since standard humans basically don't need to breathe, the air here only exists to "dissipate heat". As the elevators were running, the oxygen in the air that filled the port was quickly consumed, and there was almost no combustion, but the heat generated by the overload actually melted the electronic components.

  Xiangshan's spirit galloped in the local area network. It seemed that there were remnants of the program and internal martial artists trying to resist, but how could these people be able to match Xiangshan's internal martial arts?

The sound of gunfire gradually rang out. It seemed that the enemy who was disconnected from the Internet had already reacted. It seemed that there was a rule before the secret war. When an army was on standby, some soldiers must be disconnected from the Internet to prevent the enemy from using internal force to wipe them out.

"Hum, hum, hum, hum, hum... Listen, the wind is howling, the bugle is sounding..." Xiangshan's posture was like an outing. He put his left hand behind his back, and stretched out his right hand to scoop it out gently, as if a child reached out to catch a butterfly in the air, and a loaded rocket launcher fell into his hand.

Xiangshan cracked it casually, then pulled the trigger to the side without turning his head. Three soldiers who were searching for the enemy were turned into floating fragments in the explosion. The blast swept up a large amount of floating debris. Xiangshan threw the rocket launcher in his hand, pushing away the prostheses that hit him like a ball, and then caught the rolling guns.

"Comrades, march in unison toward the battlefield of revolution... hehehehehehehehehehehehe..."

Xiangshan fixed the gun on his back and walked forward step by step, shooting from time to time. The defenders who were disconnected from the Internet could not connect to the monitoring system, but he could directly read all the networked cameras, which was just like playing an FPS game with a "perspective hack".

Xiangshan was concentrating most of his energy on suppressing the counterattack at the port, and he sang the song only in a scattered manner. But considering Xiangshan's demeanor, he was almost humming it like a nursery rhyme.

Xiangshan pulled a heavy-duty prosthetic body that looked like a mid-level officer, and kicked open the door of a room. The team inside the door immediately raised their guns and fired at them. But Xiangshan hid behind the officer and fired at them.

"Okay, it's safe." Xiangshan threw away the smashed body of the mid-level officer and waved his hand, swatting away the flying parts like flies.

An apprentice of the former scientific research knight who followed him opened his eyes wide and exclaimed: "I have only heard that warriors with strong internal strength are almost omnipotent in this environment... It turns out it is all true!"

In an environment like a space port, if you want to maintain your working ability, you must have the assistance of an intelligent system. This kind of purely artificial environment is the world of internal martial artists.

The other former undercover agent of the Six Dragons Cult, who had just been turned by Xiang Shan, had trembling legs and seemed to be on the verge of kneeling down.

As a member of the combat troops, he knew better what Xiangshan's behavior meant.

"After walking through this side hall, there is a straight corridor. This corridor leads directly to the main computer room, and next to it is the database room..." another undercover agent whispered.

"That's right, you've done a great job." Xiangshan patted the Fireline Shooter who was making small talk and almost scared him to the ground.

"Don't be so scared. Think about your own identity. You are now a knight, my comrade and partner." Xiangshan smiled and called on them to move forward.

What Xiangshan really needs to obtain is the content stored in the database. This database contains a lot of important but rarely used content, such as the authorization keys of dormant devices, the work logs of the spaceport in recent years, and the operation data summary of space debris near the earth since the satellite system collapsed, etc.

"Well, very good." Xiangshan smiled.

The rocket fuel reserves in the warehouse are very sufficient. The chemical propellants consumed by the Earth-Moon Knights in the past twenty years are less than one-tenth of the reserves here.

So, the drones left the spaceport like worker bees.

The drones are targeting large static space junk, that is, those with relatively slow running speed and relatively large mass. The drones use colloid and alloy locks to try to gather these space junk into a ball and fix them into a stick-like object, and fix a disposable thruster at one end, while the other end is filled with high-strength, high-temperature resistant materials. In space, if you want to push something in one direction, you must also withstand the same thrust in the opposite direction. In the past, space-based weapon launch platforms relied on large-mass flywheels to stabilize themselves. However, those orbital spacecraft with large-mass flywheels have long since joined the ranks of space junk in the wave of internal attacks in Paradox City.

Now, if you want to use orbital junk as space-based weapons, you still have to consume propellant.

"Just watch here." Xiangshan opened the door again, "I'm going to get a new body."

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"Are all of you here?" Xiangshan, the AI ​​disguised as Bodhidharma Gaotian, looked at a small team in front of the armory with a cold tone.

A middle-ranking officer almost cried: "Your Excellency... Your Excellency... It's great to see you! After Lord Katu left, this place suffered the most horrific attack... Oh my God, it's terrible..."

"I asked you a question, answer me, soldier!" Xiangshan interrupted.

"Yes, these are the thirty-three people I gathered together. They are all here..."

Xiangshan suddenly asked: "Let's surrender! Let's become knights."

"Ah?" The middle-ranking officer was stunned. He shouted, "What are you thinking about, sir? Now it's just..."

With a loud bang, the mid-level officer was shattered there.

With the artificial body of a first-level warrior and powerful martial arts, Xiangshan was like shattering thirty-three soap bubbles with a wave of his hand.

The nearby magnetic instrument was activated, using a strong magnetic field to gather the scattered parts. This was a maintenance instrument to prevent the debris after the battle from causing secondary damage to the spaceport.

At the same time, the door of the warehouse opened.

AI shrugged at the mountain and walked in.

In the darkness, a chair slowly turned around.

The AI ​​looked at its original body with some helplessness: "Is this such a ritual, my baseline self?"

Xiangshan said: "It is obvious that I am the one who is in charge now. Don't get confused next time."

"Now that the suppression has been completed, and the surrounding machines are working hard to produce parts, you should have switched back to your personality side that is more applied in engineering." The AI ​​was somewhat helpless: "Is this a test?"

"After all, this is considered the Earth-Moon system. I have to make sure whether you have been tampered with or whether I have been infected with any virus." Xiangshan waved his hand, and the two cyborgs began to synchronize, with the AI's experience uploaded to the biological brain.

Then, there was the memory stick that Tuoba Xuanyuan Shisi sent.

"The content pre-processed by my AI clone at the base, and some... um? New memory files?" Xiangshan closed his vision and browsed attentively.

After a moment, he said, "So it's you, Tuoba... Tsk tsk."

He completely recognized this disciple whom he had never met before, and even gained some memories of his time with him.

Part of the memory from the Tenth Martial God.

"Hey! There won't be a new 'roommate' this time, right?" The "fanatical" Xiangshan showed a look of disdain, "The Tenth Martial God..."

"It seems not?" The "criminal" Xiangshan looked around - this hallucination action represented that he was feeling the brain activity.

"Indeed, no. This is a good thing, as it means the condition has not worsened." Xiang Shan nodded. "And judging from the technical data of the Eighth Martial God, a memory file of this size is not enough to form a personality cover for fusion with a human brain."

Xiangshan inherited some of the social relationships of the Tenth Martial God. Now, in his mind, Tuoba Xuanyuan Fourteen is already "a kid that he raised with great effort".

And then……

"Old Ten, you idiot, what on earth are you researching..." Xiangshan murmured.

That memory also contains the Tenth Martial God’s most important thoughts.

On directed distillation of memory and information.

According to the research of Liulongjiaozhu, "experience", "knowledge", "ability" and "personality" are several modules that are interconnected and independent of each other. "Experience" is the basis of "knowledge", "knowledge" is the operating environment of "ability", and "personality" is more like the operating interface of "ability".

The Tenth Martial God obviously noticed this as well. Rather, the direction of "functional and modular model of mind" is an old thing that has existed since the 21st century.

Xiangshan remembers that at that time Lao Chen was very sure that the part that truly determines a person's personality - that is, the "parameters" in "personality" - must have very small amounts of data.

The AI ​​in the early 21st century also proved through the achievement of "large language model" that human "language ability" may not require a large amount of data.

The famous Chat-GPT has a core parameter of only 175B, and the model code may only need a few hundred to a few thousand lines of Python code. However, the code that supports this "big language model" to communicate with humans, such as the database, configuration files and scripts that provide the operating environment, server code, and front-end code, is very large, almost too much for a home computer to afford.

Human "personality" should also be a very small amount of data, and "ability" may not be very large. The human brain has long been unable to compare with computers in terms of performance, but it has some functions that computers have not yet realized, and on this basis it also runs efficiently and energy-saving.

The Six Dragons Cult Master realized this. He set his goal on "personality" from the beginning. What he wanted to do was to extract "personality" to achieve unlimited reincarnation and manipulate the boundary between life and death.

Although the direction of the Tenth Martial God is not as detailed as that of the Six Dragon Leaders, he uses a different approach to continuously "distill" people's "abilities."

He was trying to separate "the martial arts of the God of War" from "Xiangshan's personality".

This is another piece of the cognitive revolution puzzle.

The thinking of the Tenth Martial God is significantly different from that of the Six Dragon Cult Masters. The Six Dragon Cult Masters locked onto the cultural phenomenon of "Martial God Reincarnation" from the beginning, and started from Xiangshan's memories and the Martial Gods of all generations, trying to separate "Xiangshan's personality" to study this process. He wanted to find a complete personality, to find "the data that makes Xiangshan Xiangshan."

The Tenth Martial God locates the "Martial" part by comparing himself with his disciples, and constantly eliminates the "parts that may belong to Xiangshan".

Thinking of this, Xiangshan felt a sharp pain - a heart-piercing pain.

In order to achieve this goal, the Tenth Martial God has many disciples.

But most of them died, died in the asteroid belt.

The pain that the Tenth Martial God suffered during his lifetime, the pain of constantly losing disciples and children, all erupted in Xiangshan in an instant.

"This kind of thing... I should have gotten used to it by now." Xiang Shan took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

"That's right. How many people have you killed? How many people you knew in the past? How many friends have you killed? Why are you still suffering from such a sacrifice?"

Perhaps because of his unbalanced mentality, the evil ghost in red appeared again.

The "fanatical" Xiangshan smashed the illusion with his guitar, shattering it.

The evil spirit's laughter echoed in Xiangshan's consciousness: "Do you think 'one illusion kills another illusion' can alleviate the symptoms? You are really seriously ill! Hahahahahahahaha!"

"The production line." Xiangshan shook his head. "At least we got quite a lot this time. Old Ten's external skills... at least we recovered a part of them."

"The next memory is... Holy shit, mass-produced Xiangshan, the Six Dragons Cult, awesome..."

Xiangshan wanted to bang his head against the wall a few times to relieve the discomfort brought by the Six Dragons Sect Leader.

"And then..." Xiangshan was silent for a moment, and then felt creepy.

"Something's going to happen...get ready to fight!"

I'm really sorry that I only updated this little bit this time. On the 24th of last month, my father had a stroke. My mother called me three times. However, I am a person who sleeps all day and night, and when I woke up, I only saw my mother's message on WeChat. At that moment, I completely collapsed. I am such a useless son. The next day, I learned the whole story. I have never hated myself so much. I sincerely hope that I have never existed, so that my parents may have a better and more useful child.

At that time, my father was still conscious and his hands and feet could move independently. I was very lucky at that time. But later, the doctor gave a more detailed diagnosis. This was a serious blockage of the basilar artery and vertebral artery, which led to multiple cerebral infarctions. It is the most dangerous type of stroke. The left and right occipital lobes, pons and cerebellum were all damaged. We have to wait until the end of this month to see if there are conditions for brain stent and vascular reconstruction surgery.

During this process, my mentality gradually became unbalanced and I started taking medicine again. It takes a process to stop taking psychiatric drugs and start taking them again. My mind became chaotic again. Last time I updated, I said that I wanted to write more in September, but I broke my promise.

I'm sorry, I hope I can get back to form in October. I'm really short of money now.