Lin Jingheng quickly walked out of the chief officer's office. The guards behind him were well trained to stop a group of idle people and waited directly on a mecha car and headed to the mecha base near the command center. Dr. Harden, who was in a wheelchair, was already waiting for him there.

Dr. Harden changed into a suitcase all over his body, and even took off his personal terminal and dentures.

"I've heard of it all," Dr. Harden came up and asked him, "Why didn't the coalition forces of artificial intelligence be destroyed in the heart of Rose with one go, and recover the first galaxy?"

The guard next to him was startled by his throat and looked up carefully at Lin Jingheng.

Lin Jingheng, the commander-in-chief of the Eighth Galaxy, is famous for not being able to explain. He has always issued orders and is not allowed to comment.

But at this moment, beyond everyone's surprise, he actually stood still, waved his hands to the guards behind him, signaling them to retreat temporarily, without any impatient expression on his face: "Wait for me five minutes, I will chat with the doctor alone."

The guards immediately made room for him.

Lin Jingheng then replied: "The coalition forces were trapped in Rose for too long, exhausted, and almost forced into a desperate situation by the Free Army. Everyone reached their limit. Even with Anakin's reinforcements, we had little chance of winning. We could only have three points against the top ten famous swords."

Dr. Harden stared at him like two balls of fire.

"Also, even if we shoot down Long Yuan and the others, we still don't know how to deal with the super artificial intelligence Woolf. It is difficult to hit it with one blow. If we cannot eliminate future troubles, it will become very dangerous. This super artificial intelligence is everywhere in the First Galaxy, with the highest military authority of major planets, artificial space stations, and transition points. If it wants to, it can eliminate all living things in the First Galaxy within a few minutes. We soldiers can live and die, but we cannot put the innocent residents of the First Galaxy on the fire. So at that time, Woolf threw out an olive branch and took the initiative to withdraw our troops. We had no reason to provoke and anger him."

"Independent artificial intelligence is the reason, you...you guys!" Dr. Harden sighed heavily and raised a finger tremblingly. "The moment the autonomous artificial intelligence is produced, it no longer belongs to the producer, but is another creature. Two highly intelligent species cannot coexist. There must be a battle, either today or tomorrow. In a highly automated era, a comprehensive interstellar war begins, how can people have the power to fight back?"

Lin Jingheng lowered his eyes: "I know this."

"Of course you all know this, and you also know that there will be a battle in the future, but you have never experienced that era and have no sense of urgency! You all think that this is a matter of the future, so you can adopt a cautious and conservative strategy for safety, right? At that time, in the coalition, anyone who had personally experienced the old ephemeris era... not to mention that they still have a chance of winning, even if they only have a glimmer of hope, they would rather burn them together than let them go."

"Don't talk about uselessness. Old people who have experienced the old ephemeris era are like you. They can be rolled into the museum. If you take a near-local mecha car, you have to be a bunch of medical equipment." Lin Jingheng walked up to him, raised his trouser legs, and squatted in front of Dr. Harden on a semi-kneeling manner. "I have no experience in fighting artificial intelligence."

Judging from Lin Jingheng's bad temper, this sentence almost whispered to ask for advice.

"Artificial intelligence has weaknesses," Dr. Harden was also very happy. "Have you read Lin Shuai - your grandfather's last battle carefully?"

Lin Jingheng turned his head: "Hmm?"

"At that time, they artificially closed Votto and turned Votto into a 'space prison' that could not interact with the outside world. This is the first condition for dealing with artificial intelligence - creating a confined space, a confined space that you can control and has no connection with the outside world. The second is energy and the network. Energy is the foundation of artificial intelligence. The network is equivalent to their 'spiritual network'. It is unlikely that the heavy armor will carry energy and backup energy with them. It is unlikely that the power will be cut off to the other party. You can only work hard on the Internet." Dr. Harden said, "Also, although artificial intelligence is a product of human technology, once it is independent, you should not try to compete with them for technology."

"Yes," Lin Jingheng smiled bitterly, "If you can't fight skills, you can't fight strength, you may not fight even if you are united and not afraid of death."

Nuclear weapons are artificial, and artificial intelligence that ravages the entire universe is also artificial.

Lin Jingheng felt that if he continued to talk about this, he would soon write a letter to Prophet Hope and apply to join the Democratic League: "But the alliance has eliminated super artificial intelligence once, right?"

"What I just said is something to pay attention to when fighting an encounter. If you want to completely eliminate this terrible enemy, you need to find a super artificial intelligence host," said Dr. Harden. "Somewhere in the first galaxy, such a large artificial intelligence cannot be a chip that can be plugged everywhere. Regardless of computing power, the energy consumption is hard for you to imagine with common sense. The moment you start, the Angel City Fortress can be overloaded and powered off. Its host must have at least a large starship or even a small artificial space station."

Lin Jingheng sighed - he had a rough judgment in advance, but at this time, he heard Dr. Harden confirmation, and his heart still sank.

Whether it is a starship or an artificial space station, it means that Woolf's host location is not fixed. You can stroll in the universe, use transition points, and stroll around the entire first galaxy. In such a large first galaxy, the entire jump network is in the hands of artificial intelligence. The human coalition is in it, which is tantamount to a deaf and a blind man. Where can I find this host?

Besides, there may not be only one host.

The first galaxy may have ten or eight such artificial space stations flying around in different places. Even if they can luckily find one and explode, they will immediately transfer it to the backup host without affecting the function at all.

It can even go to other galaxies through non-pass routes, and can reach the second galaxy in six or seven years. At that time, the entire jump network will fall into its hands. As long as it is given time, it can build countless "divisions/body" for itself in each galaxy, and it can link wherever it wants, and it will never be eliminated.

Lin Jingheng thought with some gratitude that he had just held back his subordinates, and he was the only one here. If these words were leaked, not to mention the people, there would be no one in the Self-Defense Army that would collapse in despair.

Dr. Harden whispered: "Now you have another way that is not a solution."

Lin Jingheng looked at him, and the two of them were tacitly informed. Another way was to immediately close the natural wormhole area and physically isolate the eighth galaxy, which might ensure the safety of the eighth galaxy for a hundred years.

In a century, there is a one in ten thousand possible opportunity. The Eighth Galaxy technology exploded, and the human technical level reached an unimaginable level and could fight against the mechanical empire of artificial intelligence.

Or maybe they survived for a hundred years in panic and were finally doomed.

"We can't do it." Lin Jingheng curled up his hand in his pocket and touched the small box containing the ring. The soft velvet touch slipped through his fingertips, gentle and fatal. He said in a deep voice, "And it's too late for you to say it now."

Dr. Harden was shocked: "Did you make any arrangements? Where is President Lu, still in the live broadcast room?"

The military base also has a three-dimensional screen. Lin Jingheng raised his head and through the glass window, he saw that Lu Bixing’s long self-statement above his head had come to an end.

"My private laboratory has been handed over to the relevant departments to seize, and all the evidence that should be retained has been submitted. The Bureau of Investigation will search for information on the Nuwa Plan twice as soon as possible. Dr. Harden and other important witnesses have also been protected and isolated. I swear in the name of the Declaration of Freedom, promise that the above statement is true. After the investigation is clear, I will be willing to be tried, whether it is illegally obtaining the rainbow virus strain, private experiments, or anything else. If the Supreme Court of the Eighth Galaxy is called, I will appear on time." Lu Bixing finished speaking and smiled outside the screen, "But I love the Eighth Galaxy, and I will perform the duties of the Chief Executive until the last second of my term."

Dr. Harden suddenly reacted: "This is not a live broadcast!"

Lin Jingheng shook his head, did not answer, and no longer stroked the weak little box. He put on his gloves again and waved to the soldiers standing guard outside: "Prepare to set off!"

"Wait, Jingheng!" Dr. Harden called him and poked his neck out of the wheelchair. "Have you seen Jingshu for the last time? Did she leave anything behind?"

"No, she was hit by a stray bullet in the melee, and she shouldn't have time to speak." Lin Jingheng paused, "If so, I guess it would be 'I'm right, you guys'."

Dr. Harden sighed tremblingly: "I didn't take good care of her...I should have taken care of you, I'm sorry Laura..."

"You're not sorry for Laura," Lin Jingheng turned around and smiled at him indifferently, "Laura doesn't love us."

Dr. Harden stared at him blankly.

"Dr. Laura Gden, you have a pair of eyes that can see the end of the world in the flowers. You can't ask her to take care of all the irrelevant trivial matters. Besides, in vitro cultivation, the mother has no corresponding hormone changes, so it doesn't matter what 'maternal love' in the physiological sense." Lin Jingheng said calmly, "In fact, I am quite honored to be able to get some of her genes, but unfortunately I have not inherited her intelligence."

"The alliance...is the first unified civilization era in human history," Dr. Harden murmured, "How did it become like this?"

"It's too early." Lin Jingheng turned around and left, "It's not time for the end."

The first galaxy.

The dysfunctional will arrive at the last moment when the Artificial Intelligence Legion broke through the coalition's defense line, but unfortunately it was useless. Hope's poor battlefield command and little combat power rushed forward to deliver vegetables to others.

They watched their former enemies and temporary allies being swept away by the artificial intelligence army, and they felt sad and angry in their hearts.

"God...prophet."

Even if anyone's belief has been shaken repeatedly, he will probably become impoverished after witnessing this scene.

"Spiritual Net!" Hope was the first to react, "Avoid artillery fire, spread out the spirit net, and drag away the uncontrolled mechas of the coalition forces. One can be rescued, one is one!"

At the command of the great prophet, the believers of the Anti-Dynasties immediately rushed to death without fear of death.

Perhaps it is to prepare for long-distance raids, save energy and missiles, or perhaps the artificial intelligence legion is different from humans, and always makes achieving goals the top priority and not do extra things - in short, they did not "sweep" the battlefield, and there were many coalition mechas that had lost their drivers on the scene, with empty human-machine interfaces hanging there, and the people on the mechas did not know whether they were dead or alive.

"Be careful with the Prophet!"

The command ship where Hope was located had already remotely controlled several coalition mechas. It was too deep and accidentally exposed to the marching artificial intelligence army, and the muzzle was locked immediately.

The mecha sounded an alarm, and Hope's mind buzzed. In desperation, he had some idea and blurted out: "Call the 'pass'!"

The Demonstrative Society - These interstellar pirates who are stranded like dogs actually shamelessly called out the "Civilian Protection Pass" on the command ship, and I don't know where the pirated version was pirated.

Hope opened his eyes wide and stared at the military recorder, his throat moving with difficulty.

Ten seconds later—

"The alarm is lifted."

Those artificial intelligence mechas that locked him were really believed, and they turned the guns with a very "human touch" and followed the troops, rushed to the natural wormhole area, and ignored him.

"Go away!" Hope whistled in the communication channel. The anti-demons would roll up a bunch of allied soldiers and defeated soldiers indiscriminately and quickly leave this place of right and wrong.

"Prophet, after receiving the communication, there seemed to be some refugees in Chongjia who should have gone to the Angel City Fortress!"

"There is a life reaction in the mecha."

"If you send out the medical cabin to connect, you can send as much as you want!"

"Prophet, what should I do if the Eighth Galaxy? We can't get in touch!"

Hope: "…"

The eighth galaxy, seven days later.

Mint is in the morning shift. She first greeted the cockfighting who had just been discharged from the hospital through her personal terminal. She carefully checked all the indicators of all natural wormhole areas.

"Who dares to judge me, Teacher Lu!" After being discharged from the hospital, he received all kinds of news. His whole popularity became a firecracker, with a murderous aura of fighting at any time. "My team, if I hear anyone dare to discuss privately, I will knock off his front teeth!"

"Then you should go to the military court." Mint said coldly, "I said, should you find a hospital to see if you have any violent tendencies?"

"I……"

"Shh!" Mint didn't know what he saw, and his whole eyes suddenly froze, "I'll tell you later."

She cut off the communication without saying a word: "Border Defense Headquarters note that there are abnormal energy fluctuations in the natural wormhole area, the value is still rising, and something seems to be approaching the exit in the wormhole passage."

"Received." A familiar voice came, "The technicians evacuated."

Mint suddenly looked up and unexpectedly found that the person who was talking to her was not the operator of the border defense department.
Chapter completed!