Him and their stars

"Apocalypse?" Summers glanced at the other party suspiciously.

"Yes, Apocalypse is like the spirit of the universe that belongs to us prosthetics."

"..."

"What's this expression of yours about?"

"Teacher, I thought that cyborgs like us would care the least about these religious concepts." Summer suddenly showed a sad expression.

"Prosthetic humans are not robots. We are still naturally conceived and born creatures." Old Man Trende couldn't help but continue to correct him: "You are such a tough ass, have you never had any chance of emotional intelligence in your life?"

Summers continued to pretend not to hear, and continued: "You once said that even spiritual energy is not metaphysics, nor is it the so-called gift of the spirit of the universe, but is just a kind of thing that our current science cannot understand. It’s just a rule of strength.”

"...I didn't say that. I just said that psychic energy is the same as a prosthetic body. As long as it can be controlled, it is your own power. Why does such a pioneer's statement sound like the theory of the Spiritual Research Association? Sa Mercy, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, you little iron donkey, are you planning to betray the Brotherhood and defect to the Spiritual Research Society?"

Old man Trende shook his head again: "I have met Mr. Lan several times, and he even invited me to taste tea once. The spiritual research meeting was not so radical. In fact, this is more like the line of your friend of the same year. "

"So, what the hell is this apocalypse?" Summers asked.

"It's not a ghost, it's just a kind of hard-to-explain...well, the infusion of knowledge. In short, I have learned some new things now. Those rolling robots, uh, are the red sand stars you mentioned, anyway. I just know how to fix it.”

"I always think it sounds dangerous!" Summers was still full of doubts.

"Hehehehe, Summers, have you forgotten the reason why I asked you to come here in the first place?" Mr. Trend was still confident and behaved much more optimistically than his younger disciple.

"In addition to establishing the first branch of the Engineers Guild in the New World, we also need to support the people's construction and national defense work in New Yumen!" Summers replied decisively.

"We're here to see Hui!" Trend shouted loudly.

"Oh... I thought it was incidental." Summers pondered for a moment: "So, you think this is a revelation given to you by Ash?"

The old man nodded.

"Where's the evidence?"

Old Man Trende helplessly glanced at his proud disciple with low emotional intelligence and pointed at his temple: "Here is an eternity chip, from the era of enlightened beings, the gray ruins excavated 200 years ago. . This is also where my former master learned about the existence of Hui. The reason why I was able to hack all the surveillance systems here, even the windows and headphones of the Sentinel power armor, was precisely because of its performance."

"You did say that. You also said that you still have a spare piece. If one day, I can use my own will to control the mithril spine on my back and all its accessories, I will turn it on. But I always I feel that with a chip buried in my head, there is a high possibility of cyberpsychosis, so I have always been hesitant."

"Hesitation shows that you are not so confident in the path you have chosen." Old Man Trende smiled proudly: "The new information I received was indeed transmitted through this chip. It's very Smooth, very smooth, and very harmonious.”

"This statement is a bit like the free-spirited proof of mysticism."

"The end of science is mystery, and the end of mystery is also science."

The two of them seemed to be taking a walk, chatting as they advanced, and soon passed all the sentries and reached the deepest part of the ruins. Of course, this place is very different from when Summers first arrived. The huge underground palace is actually filled with various building materials and resting engineering tools. It looks like a noisy and complex super-large construction site, but it is just resting.

that's the truth. In addition to scientists and archaeologists, there are also nearly 10,000 workers working on this ruins. It is said that after all the relics of the Enlightened Ones in the ruins are sent away, they will prepare to transform it into a history museum. The spacious freight passage that the two came through can also be immediately converted into passenger use.

However, it is the New Year holiday and the workers are all on holiday. On the ruins construction site of the underground palace, except for a few security robots conducting daily safety inspections to prevent fire and theft, not even a mouse could be seen.

To be honest, if it really needs to carry passengers, this passage is indeed so wide that it seems a bit over-engineered. However, there is nothing we can do about it. If we want to transport the largest items among the relics, we really can only build the passage like this.

Soon, the two stopped at the corridor deep in the ruins. More than ten towering steel giants stood on both sides of the corridor, like sleeping gods.

"What a magnificent creation!" Trend let out a sigh of satisfaction, as if: "But I don't know how the performance is? Have you really never seen them move?"

Summers shook his head: "When the disciple came down here, it was almost calm. He had already taken control of the ruins. These giants stood on both sides of the passage to welcome him out, like a guard of honor. guard."

"Haha, did he look like a great king at that time?"

"...No, it's more like he successfully brought the beer and barbecue in the alley by the back door back to the dormitory, and laughed in front of us." Summers smiled particularly heartily, as if his whole body was filled with the rainbow-colored time of youth. .

Of course, as a mature adult, he quickly got rid of the memories of his youthful years and focused his attention on these steel giants again: "These things...as war props, the frontal projection is too big. No way." Become a target?"

Trend was slightly startled: "What's the point?"

"The recently released internal community military paper called "On Surface Defense" was completed by him and Akinayama Hachiman. I think it makes some sense."

Old Man Trende finally did not ask the question, "Since it is an internal paper, how did you see it?" Instead, he thought about it carefully, and finally gave up and shook his head: "Military issues are not my specialty. However, There should be a reason why the Enlightened One would leave such a thing behind. To put it another way, it could also be buried under the sand and used as a fort."

Summers thought the teacher had a point.

"So, can it be fixed?"

Trend did not respond immediately, but stood in front of one of the Iron Giants and remained silent. The natural-looking gray-green eyes were now glowing with blue light. After a moment, the old man raised his hand again and pointed forward.

...Then, nothing seemed to happen.

Summers, however, didn't think so. His current right eye is actually a high-power detector, the same model as the latest reconnaissance drone. But even so, he didn't see anything, or even feel anything. Instead, his left eye vaguely caught something spilling out of the other person's fingers, beating and disappearing.

Nanomachines? Summers was quick to think of the possibility.

Of course he knows that if the people in the entire universe who have done the most in-depth work on the restoration of ancient mechanical technology and the development of nanomachines are not the Palla people of the Iron Army Alliance, they are really the half-machine, half-zombie members of the Omnic Brotherhood. Lao Bangcai.

However, he also knew that although they had developed cell-sized nanomachines, they were only laboratory products after all, and they could not be hidden to this extent.

"I see. It seems that Tianqi not only gave you knowledge, but also gave you something more practical."

"We prosthetics are all realists. Actual things are more convincing than concepts of nothingness." Trend smiled and said: "Do you want it? This ancient nanosystem actually has a proliferation function. You I can give you a batch if you want, but if you lack the Eternal Chip, it’s not that easy to control it freely.”

"You relied on it to repair Red Sand Star's terminal... them, right?"

Summers could already feel a comfortable breeze swimming around him, knowing that these were the nanomachines just now. Thankfully, the machines seem to be kind to themselves. However, what surprised him even more was that he always felt that these nanomachines seemed to be alive. He couldn't help but feel funny at his own whims, but he still couldn't help but refer to "them" as "them".

"Actually, it can be repaired with our brotherhood's own technical strength, but I need to recruit one-third of the members, which will take at least half a year."

"...Actually, this is also very good. We are all making progress." Summers tried hard to convey his praise.

Old Man Trend said: "There are so many unseen mysteries in this universe, and the legacy of previous civilizations is so rich. The more you study it, the more you will feel your own insignificance."

"But for us in the fraternity, the smaller we feel, the more we should be overjoyed?" Summers said.

The old man looked at his disciple and smiled happily: "Okay, Iron Donkey, although your emotional intelligence is hopeless, it is indeed suitable for the concept of the brotherhood."

Having said this, the old man suppressed the blue light in his eyes and reached out to pat the towering steel giant: "Now, there are two pieces of good news."

Somers was relieved to hear that there was one bad news and one good news that were not the traditional routine.

"These things can be repaired." The old man paused: "... Of course, their control direction is the same as Gray Fog and Red Sand Star. These big guys actually have more initiative, so we need to spend more time Time modifies low-level logic.”

Summers nodded: "I still have some experience in this aspect."

"You have an idea!" The old man sneered: "Judging from the current amount of data, it will take at least a month."

It's definitely unrealistic to spend another month. The reason why the Community government dug a tunnel large enough to pass through an armored division was to transport these steel giants intact and then send them to the earth. Now, the passage is basically completed, and it should be time to set off once the New Year holiday is over.

"Isn't that bad news?" Summers said.

"That's why we need the second piece of good news. Their self-discipline system can actually be turned off." The old man said as he walked around behind a large robot and put his hand on the gray-blue steel armor. There seemed to be a series of data and patterns beating on the glorious armor, and then, the steel giant standing on the ground suddenly sank. The towering body slowly prostrated on the ground, and then began to curl up. The mirror armor on both sides of the torso also split into thousands of small pieces driven by an unknown mechanical structure, and then curved and began to gather together. , wrapping the giant's curled up body.

Half a minute later, this mammoth mecha squatted on the ground and transformed into a typical vehicle. It's just that the wheels on both sides that cover the vehicle body are actually more like two circular shields with a diameter of more than five meters.

However, after completing these changes, its frontal projection has been compressed by more than half from the ten-meter height of a typical target.

Immediately afterwards, a hatch opened at the top of the vehicle, and a seat popped up.

The size of the seat is obviously very suitable for the body shape of an adult human being. Once again, it has become important evidence that human beings are the "descendants of the enlightened ones" and the "chosen name" of the universe.

However, these are not important. The important thing is that having a seat means it can be driven. Just as it happened, a screen-like device floated in front of the chair, which should be the operating panel.

"Automatic and manual control are really user-friendly designs!" The old man smiled: "Who said that the legacy of enlightened people is not down to earth?"

Summers also smiled: "Disciple, I think the more humane thing is the legendary 'Ashe' who gave you the apocalypse! Now that he has awakened, where will he be now?"

"Who knows? But, since He has awakened, there should be many people in the universe who need His enlightenment. Maybe there are compatriots from other brotherhoods, maybe some genius engineer who is a genius but has not yet become famous."

Trend clapped his hands: "Okay, come and help, we still have a lot of work to do."

At this moment, Essen French, who has been regarded as a genius by many technical masters because of his design of light wings, but has not yet become famous, is in the monitoring station of the orbital observatory of the New China Tianshu Galaxy, monitoring Watching a large string of data beating on the terminal screen, he gnawed on a fragrant braised pig's trotters.

Sitting at the same table with him were two friends, Bai Ziya and Tamir, who were both talented technicians. The former is drinking eight-treasure porridge, while the latter is trying to kill a king crab as big as a washbasin.

...Well, today is New Year's Eve, and a banquet is being held on the cruiser docked next to the observation station. However, these three are all tech geeks who are afraid of society, and they really are not used to the too lively and noisy environment.

However, today is New Year's Eve after all, and even a technical geek should have a good meal.

This is the most remote galaxy in the entire community, and it is also one of the galaxies with the harshest environment in the New China Sector. But on this day, this galaxy also ushered in the most exciting stage of the establishment of the New China Sector.

You know, in the past nearly two hundred years, there was only one old astronomical observatory and two small mines in this galaxy. They were still automated and had an average of three or five maintenance personnel coming every month or two. That kind of thing.

But now, in addition to the scientific research team led by Professor Zinov, there are also engineering teams coming to build new star detectors and gravity beacons, half of the New China Guard Fleet, and a member of the Ninth Fleet. Patrol squadron.

As a result, the remote Tianshu Galaxy also gathered forty or fifty ships, large and small, and more than 20,000 soldiers and civilians. This galaxy, which has been secluded and uninhabited for hundreds of millions of years, has some fireworks inexplicably.