The first thousand two hundred and fifty-four chapters of the Council's assistance
A colonial ship carrying hundreds of thousands of exiles was preparing to leave the port. It was an old gray-white transport ship. Its square hull looked rustic and shabby among the other powerfully designed battleships in the star port. However,
Considering that this mission will not leave the imperial zone, such a transport ship is enough to complete the mission. All the conservative Melova people embarking on the road of exile have boarded the ship, and they set off on a cold morning through
When the portal arrived at the star port, it did not disturb the tranquility of the Shadow City. At the beginning of this long journey, not many people saw them off, but what was sad was that the only ones seeing them off included their elder sister and Pandora.
This is probably the last thing most conservative officers would have expected, a farewell person appearing in front of them.
"I don't like this atmosphere," my sister stood beside me, watching as the tractor beams connecting the transport ship and the star port were turned off one by one, and the small ground support ships were leaving the transport ship's engine and debugging windows.
She combed her hair, "But after thinking about it at home, it's better to give it to them."
Pandora watched expressionlessly as the transport ship slowly left the star port connection bridge. It was so huge that in our eyes, it seemed like a mountain was floating away from the steel ground beneath our feet. The little general stretched his body straight,
I don’t know if she remembered the scene when she reviewed the Merova fleet and stood on the command platform to watch them go out. The last time she saw these veterans was at the port of the exile ship, Pandora, who was probably expressionless, felt quite sad in her heart.
There must be some emotion.
The spacecraft left the star port, and the ring-shaped driving engines arranged around the waist of the ship gradually became brighter, pushing this huge steel body to quickly shrink to the size of a fingernail in our sight, and then turned into a blue-white streak.
The flash disappeared into space in an instant, and the exiles bid farewell to the civilized world.
Surviving in the Stone Age is a difficult challenge, but I believe that most of these people will survive. The transport ship will unload them to a selected ecological planet in the Exile Universe. There will be only a few left for them.
Food. After that, the spacecraft will not return here, but will stay in the orbit of the penal colony, monitoring the situation of the penal colony as a satellite and observation orbit station. This is the entire content of the first-level exile. The rest is to see those
How did the exiles go on?
After leaving the star port, Sandora and I came to another universe together: the home of the Fourth Fleet and the Fifth Fleet. By the way, we also brought Tavel with us, um. We brought Tavel's mass projection with us, by the way.
Normally, every time we meet, we can only see Tavel's mass projection busy. How long has it been since we saw the real body of this bespectacled lady?
Kerudak, the capital of the exiles, has now completely transformed into a vibrant and efficient planet. Although the arrival of the Fifth Fleet has brought a huge resource burden to this exiled mixed civilization, it has also brought them an incomparable abundance.
The labor force and a large amount of technical data, and after the empire helped solve the living space and subsistence material difficulties of the exiles, this mixed civilization has no worries and can start their revival work at full speed. Now they have fully developed
Colonies have spread beyond their own star systems and established stable information and transportation networks within the star system. Outside the star system, the colonial stars supported by a large number of empires have been able to survive initially, at least establishing small-scale colonies.
There is no problem with the colony. Some of the old colony ships of the Fifth Fleet have been repaired and are still in use. Others have simply given up on repairs. It is said that Cocokina ordered the dismantling of these space fortresses to save their life.
, communications, energy and other messy systems have been transferred to the surface. This is a very innovative move, and it seems to be effective now. With the support of these patchwork equipment, the new homes of the exiles are being built.
It operates at an astonishing speed.
The empire's help to the exiles and the excellent diplomatic efforts of the tree elves now seem to have achieved great results. We can visit the planet of the exiles as normal visitors, and we will also be welcomed to a certain extent. I don't know this.
Although the old grudges have been settled, the tit-for-tat feeling between the Empire and the exiles has indeed disappeared. And as I said before, the new generation of exiles has not experienced the pursuit of the past, and they have great feelings for the new Empire.
The receptive ability is stronger than that of the older generation. Maybe I should consider letting the Imperial Military Academy select a group of children from the exiles to enroll now? In my impression, studying abroad seems to be the most efficient way to export culture and compromise...
The small shuttle we took docked directly at the building where the Parliament is located. The latter had already known in advance that guests were coming, and was leading a few old men who looked like experts and scholars to wait for us on the platform. I just got off the shuttle.
He raised his hand to the translucent woman in front of him and said hello: "Hey, I've been waiting for a long time."
The council seemed to be dominated by a gentle personality today. With a warm smile, she said unhurriedly: "Your way of greeting is still so cordial. I already understand. Do you want to know about the technology of soul fusion body regeneration?"
?”
It seemed that the "parliament" had already understood the general situation, and the experts and scholars following her seemed to be professionals in related fields. I nodded and followed the "parliament" into the building. Anyway, there was no need for both parties to talk nonsense.
In the parliament hall, I put forward my question directly: "Is there a way to create a collective consciousness among a group of souls that have been fused together and have not been active for hundreds of years? You can think of this as a special kind of
resurrection."
"The Yunad people have developed conscious symbionts with the help of racial talent," the council pointed at themselves. "We are born in a network with a distributed pyramid structure. Well, this network is integrated with yours, and everyone can do it.
The spiritual connection as a node is different. When we have sex, we are divided into small groups. Each group has its own spiritual leader. A spiritual leader can extend his spiritual power to other people.
With this leader as a 'server', other tribesmen can exchange their own spiritual powers. In other words, we have a large number of spiritual networks arranged in a pyramid shape, and these spiritual networks are included in a higher pyramid from a higher level.
Spiritual leader. We live in this kind of network without distinction between each other and without the concept of personal interests. Everything is for the collective. Like a swarm. Therefore, we have the conditions to create a community of consciousness."
"Is it a network composed of a large number of servers carrying basic clients?" Shandora nodded professionally, "It's different from our spiritual connection. We don't need anyone to act as a server. We don't need a subnet or a main network.
Connecting the network layer by layer will reduce efficiency. However, for ordinary races, your mental connection method is indeed less difficult, and the requirements for individuals will be much lower. You allocate the computing difficulty to the network architecture."
"Now the topic returns to those human brain arrays you mentioned..." The body of the council flickered, and the facial expressions and appearance details suddenly changed, as if switching personalities, "Let me see what kind of race they are like.
Talent is not the only condition that determines whether consciousness fusion and regeneration can be successful, I want to see what their status is."
As I opened the portable space, I looked at the council curiously: "Why did you suddenly switch personalities?"
"Oh, that personality just now suffered from severe bleeding," the council replied quite naturally. "When I heard the bloody name of Human Brain Array, I knew that my personality No. 26 would definitely not be able to handle it."
...Holy shit, it turns out that a collective consciousness can still be used in this way?!
"This is that kind of human brain array host." I released a copycat host that I brought with me when I came here from the portable space. After all, if I want the council to help, I have to give them at least a sample. A sample with a diameter of ten
A huge metal sphere of several meters was placed in front of everyone. Under the metal sphere was a base that shone with faint light. There were complex magic patterns and regularly arranged crystal arrays on the base. This was Alleria's display of the human brain array host.
After being dismantled from those royal starships, soul sustaining systems were specially designed for them. When Barian designed the human brain array host, he obviously did not imagine that the latter would be dismantled again, so their soul sustaining systems were all used once.
It is sex-resistant and will be scrapped once it is removed. Without the stability provided by this base, all the human brain arrays in the sphere will die in just thirty minutes, and their souls will be scattered.
"It looks normal on the outside..." The council stepped forward and carefully touched the metal ball that was more than ten meters high... The base below, because the base was two and a half meters high, she couldn't reach it.
Above, "Is this what your starship host looks like?"
"Well, for the sake of compatibility, the rebels completely copied the interface and shell of the empire's standard ship-based host." I found the control crystal board Alleria had told me about on the base and chose to open the host shell. "The next screen
You need to be mentally prepared for the harsh words."
"Zizzi" A slight pressure relief sound came from the surface of the metal ball more than ten meters high. An almost undetectable pale white gas was released from the seam of its shell, and then a low buzzing sound was emitted from the base below the metal ball.
, the soul stabilization array is increasing the output power to prevent external environmental stimulation from harming those souls that have lost their original protective barrier. Then the shell of the metal ball tilts upward, fully opening like an orange petal, revealing the inside.
Neat polyhedral structures, and arrays within these polyhedral structures.
"There is also a red soul crystal at the core of this device, which binds thousands of undead." I turned to look at the council, "You should be able to feel them, given your current life form."
The council stared dumbly at the human brain matrix that almost challenged the world view. Their expressions were extremely ugly. I said next to them: "I was also seriously shocked at first. I didn't expect that a normal intelligent race would collectively become so crazy and crazy, but they are.
...Well, you don’t look good, is that okay?”
The council turned her gaze, the details on her face changed again, and her temperament also changed: this was another personality change. She glanced at me with embarrassment: "Well... I'm sorry, personality No. 14 has intensive phobia.
I have just been replaced, and now I am number 18, so I guess... there will be no problem."
Me: "..." Today we are here to do business and save all sentient beings, okay? Can you be more reliable?
Of course, I turned that sentence around twice in my mind, but in the end I still didn’t dare to say it.
The parliament's personality No. 18 should be a strong-willed guy. She doesn't suffer from blood sickness or trypophobia. She is currently communicating with the trapped souls in the human brain array: she opens her arms, and her arms are free from
The elbows began to turn into light spots scattered in the air, just like the hands had dissipated. These light spots formed a mist and gradually drifted into the host. The soul crystal at the core of the human brain array must have resonated with the parliament. Because I saw the host
The control panel of the base showed an abnormal internal reading. Of course, this abnormal reading did not pose a threat to the host computer.
"Alleria partially activated these souls, freeing them from centuries of suppression, but because all the souls were mixed together, they did not present a dominant voice that could communicate," I looked at
The expression on the council's face kept changing, and he casually mentioned what the kite angel told him, "This is how Alleria described a mess."
"Yes. It's a mess," the Council's body returned to its original state, and she nodded, "This will happen if the souls of ordinary life forms are fused together. They are not adapted to the state of spiritual fusion, so they can only conflict with each other and have entangled memories.
, confused thinking, and finally turned into a noisy and chaotic group of consciousness. No consciousness can be strong enough to remain independent in this environment. But there is good news: this can all be solved. They have been so chaotically integrated for hundreds of
Year. Now they are almost integrated into one, and the conflicts between them have weakened to the point where they can be handled. And... I found that some of the consciousnesses have gained the upper hand, and they should be able to serve as the core thinking after resurrection."
"Have the upper hand?" Sandora raised her eyebrows, "I can probably guess what's going on."
"I don't know what you guessed. Anyway, according to my observation, these souls were stripped off at different times. The oldest souls have clear anger and a lot of logical memories, while the new young souls are increasingly confused.
, a state of confusion, the memory is getting thinner and thinner, and there is almost no clear self-concept. This is a very abnormal phenomenon. Logically speaking, the consciousness of the stripped soul should weaken over time, and the oldest soul should also weaken.
The weakest and newest soul is more sober, but among the noisy voices, the young voices are whispering, and only the oldest voice is roaring... Ah, you probably can't hear this explanation.
I understand, that’s basically the situation anyway.”
I nodded: "I know what's going on: the oldest souls are the fallen soldiers who resisted the invaders. The rebels were unable to suppress the anger of these soldiers, so the extracted souls have been furious, and the new ones have been
The souls come from slaves who have been oppressed for hundreds of years, and the Merova people have brainwashed them from generation to generation, making each generation more docile."
"Really, so to speak, these oldest souls are really hard-core," the council showed an expression of approval. "Using these tenacious souls as the main body, channel the memories of other remnant souls and use them as secondary personalities, and then use
It should be no problem for the Yunad people to resuscitate them with their technology. We know how to protect fragile individual minds, and we are much better at this than you."
"That's why I asked you for help." I said to the council with a smile. I finally found a solution to a somewhat troublesome matter, which made me feel happy. The council couldn't help but look curious at me.
Expression: "Then let me ask more: What does the Empire want to do if it wants to resurrect some of these cluster consciousnesses?"
"Um, this question is important?"
"No, I just feel a little concerned. You should know that mortal souls have many weaknesses: inefficiency, fragility, and being bound by emotions at all times. Therefore, even if the Nader method is used, these souls are aggregated
When they are resurrected, they can only form some spiritual bodies that are relatively powerful for mortals. For you, spiritual bodies of this level can probably be mass-produced in thousands at a lower cost.
. Isn’t it a waste to spend so much effort to resurrect these souls?”
"Probably..." I knew why the parliament had such doubts. "The empire never does wasteful things, but if it is to compensate for our mistakes, we are still willing to pay some price. I know an emperor named Aura*
*Man, for a mistake of her own, she and all her soldiers voluntarily gave up half of their personality, and they gave up forever. The trapped souls you see, their situation is more or less the same as what the empire had planted back then.
related to hidden dangers, so within the scope of its ability, the new empire will correct the mistakes of the year one by one."
The expression on the council's face changed subtly, and I noticed that the temperament around her changed again. Then this experienced cluster consciousness body, which had been dealing with the empire for tens of thousands of years, nodded slightly to Sandora and me: "I would like to express my sincere gratitude to you.
I salute you in the name of the Nader people. It seems that although Apostle Xiling is arrogant, he is not afraid to admit his mistakes. With this effort, everything will be fine."
I smiled at her and asked by the way: "Well... did you switch personalities again just now?"
The council nodded: "Well, to use a word I saw on the Imperial Data Network not long ago, the personality of No. 18 is a bit arrogant. She was embarrassed to say those few words just now. Let me introduce myself, I am One Hundred and Thirteen.
No. 16."
I:"……"
Why did I never notice that the Parliament has such a weird side when I was in contact with it before? Is it because I was not familiar with it before, so the other party used official rhetoric from beginning to end, but I didn't notice that she changed her personality every five minutes?
"Ahem, in short, this sample host will stay with you for the time being. The technical information on maintaining the soul and brain in the host is in the database of the console." I coughed twice to ease the embarrassment, and followed behind me along the way.
Tavel (mass projection), who didn't say anything but curiously studied the Toberu-type psionic energy equipment, pushed forward and said, "This is my chief researcher. I asked her to assist you. Well, in addition, I also agreed with you before.
She hopes to understand how you aggregate these souls, and in exchange, we will provide you with key technologies on the secondary cycle of psionic energy."
This was all something that she had discussed with the parliament through the dedicated line before she came, so neither the other party nor the group of scientists behind her expressed any objections. Tavel's quality projection will temporarily stay here as a technical exchange talent: that coffin control person
This opportunity has been long awaited. She looked at the translucent figure of the parliament eagerly, and the first words she said were very characteristic of her mad scientist: "I am also very interested in your life form when we first meet. If
If possible, I hope you can cooperate with me in more research, and I will also give you more technical information with His Majesty the Emperor's permission..."
Before the welcoming smile on the council's face could fade away, it suddenly stiffened and its tone was particularly scary: "Wait...wait! This is different from what was promised..."
Just halfway through her horrifying words, her temperament changed again, and then she smiled awkwardly at Sandora and me: "Sorry, No. 136 has mild persecution delusions and I am No. 76...