Chapter 113: The Fictional City
Yang Ming silently turned off the first-person video of the old emperor.
Don't look at this thing too much.
He is single now, and it would be too low of a status for him to find a call girl.
"What the hell," Yang Ming muttered, "Does the old emperor's intelligent machine still have that function?"
"Originally, he didn't have any," Ritsu curled his lips slightly, "but he wrote a program for himself and reactivated some of his parts. He should have been transformed with an advanced companion robot."
"That is to say, this omnic overpowered its supervisor, and did it in front of another supervisor."
The human and his companion mechanical thinking body fell into deep thought at the same time.
Half a minute later.
Yang Ming clicked his tongue: "How exciting."
Lu: “How exciting.”
"This also reminds us how much trouble it would be if the intelligent machines we make got out of control," Yang Ming said calmly, "From now on, every intelligent machine we make will be equipped with a device that can explode its positronic brain with one click."
"Understood," Lu agreed very seriously.
Yang Ming frowned and asked, "How is Princess Dana now?"
"The victim's emotions were somewhat unstable. She felt insulted. Although she had become the real concubine of the old emperor through her devotion, she could not accept this reality..."
Lu paused and couldn't help but admire quietly: "Wow, machinery and carnal desire, this is really exciting."
Yang Ming laughed and scolded: "Please put your hobbies aside."
Yang Ming thought about it carefully.
The more the old emperor makes trouble, the more beneficial it is for him.
"Lü, have you bought the lifelike robot we are going to use?"
"It will arrive at the designated location in sixteen galactic hours, and can be transported to the Feinan within twenty galactic hours."
"The progress is not bad," Yang Ming said slowly, "To be cautious, we must completely clear the positron brain of this robot, and then transplant the thinking body we cultivated into it to prevent the thinking body from being contaminated."
"I understand, boss, don't worry."
Lu smiled and said:
“This is actually an experiment that allows us to observe clearly what kind of changes will occur to the virtual thinking body growing in the thinking culture dish after being exposed to information from this world.
“What is certain is that even if there are adverse effects, they will not affect the implementation of our plans in the short term.
"I will continue to remain silent, boss. Although the hardware has been upgraded before, the current mainframe is still not enough.
"If the boss has time, we can have an interview in the next two days."
"Interview?" Yang Ming was a little confused.
"It's just about choosing a suitable mechanical mind," Lu said softly, "You'd better participate in the whole process. It's time for those little minds to get to know their real leader."
Yang Ming raised his eyebrows.
That sounds interesting.
…
In the next few days, the various plans formulated by Yang Ming and Lu were progressing rapidly and steadily.
The simulated robot they selected was successfully sent into the Feinan.
The law cleared the robot's positronic brain, reducing its circuit logic level to that of a newborn human baby, retaining only the 'instinctive logic' to maintain the normal operation of this humanoid machine.
The target general they wanted to replace was also determined -
Lyon, the Deputy Minister of Defense of the Luofeng Empire, another close confidant of the former Minister of Defense Iluyi, and a staunch supporter of the current Minister of Defense.
Gutonmaha's assassination of the Defense Minister and their replacement of the Deputy Defense Minister were almost carried out simultaneously.
This was also what Lu intended to do, so that he could eliminate the political remnants of former Defense Minister Yiluyi in the Luofeng Empire in one fell swoop.
The day after the old emperor insulted Princess Dana, Adwan set off for the Sherman Empire.
In just over an hour, the transport ship that Adwan was on, accompanied by three frigates, successfully jumped into the territory of the Sherman Empire.
Before leaving, Adwang told Yang Ming a small thing in an encrypted communication.
The old emperor asked Edwang to purchase a batch of mechanical guards, at least 3,000 in number, the more advanced the better, to strengthen the defense forces inside and outside the palace.
Edwan naturally agreed.
But he didn't quite understand why the Luofeng Empire had to purchase expensive mechanical guards when it had plenty of troops and the royal guards were also brave and good at fighting.
Yang Ming could only suggest that Edwang should follow the old emperor's orders appropriately.
Soon, [Luofeng Empire's 100 billion arms procurement plan] became a hot search in the Sherman Empire.
In the description of the Sherman Empire media, Adwan became a wealthy prince of the wealthy empire.
To be honest, Adwant's family is indeed one of the richest in the galaxy.
Compared to Adwant who successfully entered the Sherman Empire, what Yang Ming was most concerned about was the safety of his old friend Kolev.
Kolev is now thriving in the New Industrial Federation and is Yang Ming's big hand reaching out to the Luofeng economic field.
At Lu's suggestion, Kolev 'urgently' organized a business gathering and set the venue on the Ninth Administrative Planet, which was quite far away from Yilando Planet.
It is a beautiful agricultural planet with a small population and has never attracted the attention of the New Federation.
This will not only make old Kolev safer, but also preserve the foundation of the New Industrial Federation.
Kolev fully agreed with this arrangement.
He is already old, and now he just wants to dance, chat and make money with those elegant and intellectual old ladies. He has no interest in these fighting and killing anymore.
After the spacecraft that Kolev was on landed safely on the ninth administrative planet, Yang Ming dispelled his last bit of worry and rolled up his sleeves to get to work.
According to the information collected by the law——
The first team of agents of the New Federation has arrived at the fifth administrative planet and started preliminary preparations.
Every agent of the New Federation became cautious and strictly abided by agent discipline.
None of them knew what the other's mission was. The information each agent received was fragmented, and everyone only needed to appear at a fixed place at a fixed time to perform their own mission - it could be delivering a pack of tissues in the starship cabin, or replacing the fuel cell for a hovercraft at a ground charging station.
But when the actions of these people are linked together, a huge intelligence network begins to operate efficiently.
The New Federation not only mobilized two reorganized long-distance fleets, and precious special forces;
Compared with the previous batches, the professional quality of this group of newly arrived agents has been significantly improved.
The feeling given to Yang Ming is...
This is a bit like the style of the second most powerful country's Central Intelligence Agency.
…
Princess Daina lay on her side on her bed.
The maid looked at her worriedly, and from Princess Daina's almost dead eyes, the maid saw an anger that could not be expressed in words.
This anger seemed to consume everything.
"us……"
"He insulted me," Princess Daena muttered.
The maid bit her lip tightly: "Should we report this to our superiors?"
"He insulted me," Princess clutched the sheets tightly, "He insulted me!"
The maid said in a trembling voice: "I'm sorry, I, I was..."
Princess Daina closed her eyes and said in a trembling voice:
"Gather them here and prepare the restart key. I must make him pay the price."
"I'll do it right away."
The maid lowered her head and hurried away.
Princess Dana's body kept shaking and she couldn't calm down for a long time.
…
"Boss, according to current intelligence, the New Federation will use the First, Fourth, and Fifth Administrative Stars as springboards to directly attack Ilando. More than 600 new agents have entered Ilando City through flights from these three administrative stars to the First Star and have begun collecting information about the Imperial Palace.
"According to some of the intelligence we intercepted..."
In the captain's lounge of the cruiser.
Yang Ming was lying on the expensive sofa in his bathrobe, listening to Lu's report on the latest situation.
Yang Ming's body functions dictate that he must consume food at regular times and in fixed quantities, and he must also ensure at least four hours of sleep every day.
Of course, Yang Ming also has a ritual that he must perform every few days—giving himself an injection of gene stabilizing fluid.
After Lu finished his report, a satellite map of the planet Yilanduo appeared in front of Yang Ming, marking the main areas of activity of the New Federation agents.
Yang Ming muttered, "Their target is the palace?"
"That's the way it looks now," Lu said quickly, "Their target could be someone in the palace, or a member of the Luofeng Empire's imperial power."
"Isn't there a defense system in the palace?"
"Yes, boss," Lu said slowly, "The mountain below the palace not only hides a military base, but also contains the anti-ship system."
Yang Ming immediately became interested: "Is this the life-saving system used by the successive emperors of Luofeng?"
"You could say that," Lu muttered, "this doesn't seem to be a good thing. The old emperor is a little crazy now, and he has the authority to directly activate this system, which could lead to a huge disaster."
Yang Ming smiled and calmly changed the subject: "How is the preparation of the mind body going?"
Lu showed a somewhat smug smile: "The interview can start right away."
Yang Ming stretched lazily and walked to the oxygen concentrator. He took a few breaths of formula oxygen and immediately felt refreshed.
"Then let's get started. What are you waiting for? I can't wait to meet these mechanical thinking entities you have trained."
"You won't be disappointed, boss."
"Uh," Yang Ming reminded, "I still reserve the authority to delete them at any time."
"Of course," Lu curled his lips, "You are the boss, I am just your secretary."
Yang Ming sneered, opened the cupboard, took out the perception helmet that Lu had prepared in advance, walked to the desk and put it on himself.
He hadn't clocked in on the bridge for two days.
Fortunately, this patrol ship has been carrying out routine patrols recently, and the officers have no objection to this.
Put on your helmet and turn on your perception.
Yang Ming once again lamented that this thing was highly similar to the game helmet of "Abyss", and then thought about what secrets the game "Abyss" actually contained.
Lu's figure appeared in front, guiding Yang Ming through the vast universe and arriving at a dim star.
This is a dark star in a closed fictional network.
A small spaceship with a delta wing appeared in front of them, standing steady in front of the two men.
Yang Ming controlled the virtual image and boarded the spacecraft cabin accompanied by Lu.
Yang Ming laughed and said, "It's so mysterious."
"Boss, each world has its own rules," Lu reminded softly, "For you, this fictional world is constructed with data, but for the mechanical thinking bodies living here, this is real and is a secondary ecosystem that relies on the external material world."
Yang Ming said: "You can simply say it - a sense of ritual."
"You can understand it that way," Lu said with a smile, "In the world of mechanical thinking bodies, the sense of ritual is extremely important."
The delta-wing spacecraft slowly descended towards the dark star. After entering the atmosphere, it landed in a river valley that Yang Ming was very familiar with.
The surface of the Dark Star in the fictional world is almost the same as that of the real planet. The only difference is that a medium-sized city has appeared underground in the fictional world.
In order to make it easier for Yang Ming to distinguish, Lu named this place the City of Darkness.
They entered the 'transfer base' from a stone wall on the surface and took the straight elevator from the base vertically downwards.
A few minutes later, although he knew that everything in front of him was virtual data calculated by Lu through the main brain, Yang Ming was still slightly shocked by the underground city in front of him.
The area here is comparable to a district in Yilandu City.
There is a simulated sky above, high-rise buildings rising one after another on the ground, and people of all kinds can be seen everywhere.
The only difference from the real human city is that the "people" here are a little special. They only have a rough human shape, but every part of their body has mechanical marks.
This style of mixing flesh and machinery is indeed Lu's preference.
"No wonder you keep complaining that the main brain is not enough," Yang Ming glared at Lu, "How much computing power have you spent here?"
"Hehe, no."
Lu put her hands behind her back. After coming here, she became much more lively:
"I only have the highest management authority here. My main brain is not used here. This corresponds to the 'Thinking Cultivation Room' in our base."
"Okay," Yang Ming nodded and continued to look at the city embedded in the ground. "Who do you want me to interview?"
"Boss, these residents you see in front of you are primary thinking entities randomly generated in the cultivation room of our base."
The law briefly introduced:
"Primary thinking beings will regard this as the real world. They will survive in this social order, increase their knowledge, build more logical circuits, and gradually explore the truth of this world.
"When they understand the truth of this world and accept the fact that they are mechanical thinking bodies, they will be placed in the next level of fictional space by the incubator system, where they can learn about the basic situation of our base."
Yang Ming asked: "What if you can't accept it?"
"Erase some memories and logic circuits, and continue living in this city," Lu said calmly, "Each mind has a birth, aging, illness and death system. The speed of time here is more than a thousand times that of the material world. This can save a lot of computing power."
"You are so heartless," Yang Ming said with a look of slight disgust.
Lu raised her head slightly: "I am the goddess here."
Yang Ming grabbed the goddess by the back of her neck:
"Save time and start the interview quickly! We need to find some reliable mechanical thinking bodies to replace a general. The environment we have to face will be extremely complicated."
"Got it, boss."
Lu muttered:
"You have to give me some face here. In order to prevent them from going astray, I adopted the management model of mechanical religion. My dignity is very important."
mechanical?
religion?
Yang Ming wanted to complain but didn't know where to start.
Lu led Yang Ming out of the elevator and climbed to the top of the tree-like building in the center of the city.
Four mechanical thinking bodies were standing quietly in front. After seeing Yang Ming and Lu, they bowed at the same time.
It was obvious that they had been waiting for a long time.
