Chapter 1412 Chapter 1408 First Blood Order (2-in-1)
The Immortal Enoch recognized the Emperor when he first saw him.
It was not entirely because Constantine stood beside the emperor and showed vigilance towards others to prove his identity, but also because Enoch had witnessed the existence of supernatural forces more than once during his long mission career. The Immortal Man
There are also cases in the original database of other civilizations using supernatural powers, but these cases are all from the perspective of immortals, using data and conjecture to understand deeds that they can never understand.
If you assume that Enoch has a perspective similar to humans because of his bionic appearance, you are making a common empathy error. The humans that Enoch observes are very different from the humans that humans observe.
——It will appreciate beauty and ugliness, but it will analyze the "beautiful" samples evaluated by others, find common points and then mark the characteristics. People who possess certain characteristics are "beautiful", and people who do not possess certain characteristics
And those who have never been evaluated are "ugly" or "ordinary". The more characteristics, the higher the "beautiful" level, regardless of factors such as coordination.
Although this is just an example, it is enough to illustrate the difference between Enoch and human thinking.
The thinking mode of immortal people completely follows the program, and it is almost impossible to deviate from it.
Almost, but not completely impossible.
Enoch's decision is very intriguing. Constantine was keenly aware of the strangeness, otherwise the emperor would not have come to the lighthouse base. For Enoch, this was a suffering. It could not be detected
The existence of the emperor itself should have the normal data of the collection of "human beings". For Enoch, the emperor itself does not exist, because the emperor should not be called "human beings" in all its observation results, but
is something that should be classified as a "phenomenon".
It does not have height, weight, hair color, skin color and other attributes that a "human" set should have, but all the elements around it and Enoch's own photography device show that there is a "human being" in front of it, not a "phenomenon", no matter what it is.
Whether data that should belong to the "human" collection has been detected. Just like standing under the clouds on the mountain top and looking up at the lead-gray clouds in the sky, the thunder all over the sky pierced the clouds and the air, and the loud noise that shook the mountain fell from the sky and hit it, the air
It is full of restless charges, but it cannot use any of its own observation methods to measure temperature, chemical composition, density and other material data of the real universe.
Enoch even had to shut down many observation equipment and use the simplest camera system to ensure that the precision parts of the bionic eyeball would not be burned. Just as human eyes cannot look directly at stars, Enoch cannot use its visual input system to look directly at the emperor.
Of existence, all it can see is the simplest and shallowest representation.
This logical confusion caused slight problems with its processor.
It even felt... fear. Enoch was sure that he did feel fear.
This is an emotion that silicon-based intelligence should not have.
No, silicon-based sentient beings are not supposed to have emotions.
Enoch discovered that he had acquired emotions during the execution of the mission, and it was only now that he discovered this fact belatedly. After running thousands of self-checks, he could not find any clues, and there was no error code prompt.
There is no redundant code, and its system is as clean as if it had just left the factory.
Enoch felt fear.
Fear made it obey the emperor's instructions. It wasn't until it reorganized the emotional center memory overflow and "human" collection through emergency programming that it discovered Constantine standing in front of it, still holding the pistol tightly in his hand.
Terrifying weapons and mechanical violence are already loaded. "You will accept a new mission." Constantine said bluntly, "You will dedicate all your memories for research."
"how……"
The emperor disappeared from its presence without leaving any trace.
The door to the control room opened, and disappeared together with the sisterhood who were standing outside the door in full armor, holding cloaks, wine bottles, wine glasses and battle flags. Those armed with bolters and chain swords, and wearing black power armor
The girls in crimson shirts tried hard to keep quiet under the emperor's order. There was absolutely no way they could evacuate so quietly. Enoch's repeated voice reception system did not pick up their noisy conversation as always, and because of his efforts to suppress too much bellicosity
The low growl of emotion.
"You will undergo a small amount of modification to adapt to our digital protocol." Constantine's face was still as cold as marble. "I recommend that you accept this modification to prevent us from having to tear open your bionic skin and forcibly access your information.
Terminal. The team led by Epsilon Rodney Radium 223 has produced a preliminary anatomy of immortals through research on your kind, and we now know where to access your data port."
"Why don't I remember what just happened?"
"That's normal," Constantine replied, "because he doesn't want you to remember his appearance, that's all."
"Ten minutes." Bayonetta tilted her head and placed her watch on the white round table next to a glass of classic martini. As Salomon walked into the glass conservatory, she could feel the air temperature rising slightly.
Several times, she caught the unburned etheric light in his eyes, and the dazzling golden halo like a total solar eclipse shone around the dark pupils. She didn't want to ask what happened in those ten minutes, but she actually needed him to use it.
Supernatural power, but when something involves the manor, she still has to ask. "You are on time, dear little boy. But why do I still hear so much noise in the manor?" She pointed to the quilt outside the glass conservatory.
In the sky blocked by rose bushes and vines, an aircraft was slowly landing one kilometer away. "And that aircraft. What is it, a Pegasus?"
"There is a group of Sisterhood armed men in training, and Dinah is training them to serve."
Salomon grinned and seemed to have a headache. He just asked Dinah to send the Sisters to help Constantine with security work at the lighthouse base to bridge the security void caused by the mass evacuation of the First Secret Regiment, but
When Dinah learned that he would go to the lighthouse base, she added some services that he didn't need much - carpets, hanging paintings, wine cabinets and wardrobes were all arranged into the lighthouse base - and now he put those girls
After bringing it back to the manor, the things left at the lighthouse base can be sent to be picked up later, and then they will be transported back together with the dangerous items in the lighthouse base warehouse.
Overzealous sorority militants (or "bomb chicks" as they're called) take emotion control classes.
The Sisterhood, an order founded by artificial humans (Homonculus), has a natural sense of worship for its original members because of their special characteristics and is extremely exclusive. Without mandatory orders, they will not interact with anyone except
Other departments outside the Praetorian Order work together. The so-called emotional control courses of the sisterhood are not the meditation and meditation courses attended by Silicon Valley elites in the secular world, but a preparation program that combines penance, whipping, and introspection.
From arena fighting to maintaining firearms, from memorizing tactical principles to counting ammunition, everything is covered.
The armed members of the sisterhood who can participate in this mission are all girls who have stood out from the course. They will not have more than five scars left on their bodies due to failure in arena combat (first blood rule), and their anger control is also quite good.
(By the standards of the sisterhood), the aiming reticles in their eyes will never deviate from the enemy's vital points, and the war drums of hatred forged by past sufferings that beat in their ears will not swallow up their sanity. Compared with the earliest fanatical worship
, now that the creed of the sisterhood has been condensed a lot, Dita's modifications to the creed are barely satisfactory. She painted white laurels around the golden lily marks on the power armor shoulder pads of these warriors in recognition of their outstanding conduct.
Distinguished warriors, including Tatiana, were on the emperor's watch list.
Tita hoped that the emperor would weigh the value of these warriors and judge their abilities. Suffering did not kill their lives, and hard training did not wear out their will. They still maintained their anger and calmness, except for the Praetorian Guards (Sisters)
The androids never think that the Praetorian Guards are better than themselves. Although they are both the emperor's creations, the sisterhood androids believe that they are more pure because they are created from scratch, new humans created by the emperor from the void)
No one is more qualified to serve the Emperor than they are, Tita and Dinah say so with confidence.
"Welcome to you and your team, Agent Coulson."
As the supreme military commander of the space station, Tita welcomed the second batch of foreign guests of the space station. These guests did not need to be screened by Natasha Romanov, because Tita and the Immortal City had all the information about this group of people.
, Natasha Romanoff, as a former SHIELD agent, has no need to let Agent Coulson know that she is here.
"The Emperor ordered you to train here." Tita was wearing ceremonial power armor, carrying a long sword given by the Emperor on her waist. The personal black bearskin given to her by the Emperor was also draped behind the power armor, like a plush
The black cloak made her look a whole circle bigger. "You will receive the most rigorous training here. The education given to you by SHIELD is as sweet as the desserts in the coffee shop."
She glanced at the team of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents with stern eyes. Melinda May puffed up her chest as if challenged and stared back with fierce eyes. Tita didn't care about Melinda May's reaction at all, but
Continuing to look at the team with their eyes. Leopold Fitz and Gemma Simmons obviously focused their attention on the space station, marveling at the technological progress contained in the details they noticed, until they were
Ta Ru's eyes glanced over like a real sharp sword, and the false pain nerve reaction almost made them jump.
Although they were forcibly stuffed into the Tianma super-heavy assault transport craft, their experiences along the way shocked them. Including but not limited to such a huge and heavy body with a fantastic payload, and the ability to carry out vertical take-off and landing.
It flies at a speed that no aircraft in the world can match, and can fly directly out of the Kármán line without the need for additional rocket thrusters.
Compared with Leopold Fitz and Gemma Simmons' somewhat "shameful" performances, Daisy Johnson and Elena Rodriguez were much more nervous. Dita stared at them for a long time, at least
In terms of their somatosensory time, that is a long time - these two are in the greatest danger, so the explosive collars around their necks are always on to prevent them from using their abilities to cause damage to the Tianjian Space Station. As for the agents
The team's attempt to remove the collars from their necks in accordance with Earth's laws was ignored by both Tita and the agents of the First Secret Corps.
"You have got the training list and work and rest list." Tita held the handle of the long sword with one hand and lowered her other hand so that she could touch the handle of the plasma pistol on her thigh at any time. She didn't need to do this at all, because a
The Golden Guards and a Sisterhood tactical team were standing behind her, but she expressed her aggression to Coulson's Agent Team. "Don't leave the designated area of activity, don't try to escape the station, don't try to attack anyone.
As a staff member, please do not try to gain information about the space station, and do not try to cause damage to the space station. If the above behavior is discovered, you will be killed directly without notification. I hope you understand that your life is now in my hands."
"Do you need to be so harsh?"
Tita turned around and looked into Amon's eyes, as if she was questioning why Amon would ask such a stupid question. "I know these people." She watched Coulson's team being attacked by soldiers of the First Secret Regiment.
Escorted through the airlock door and disappearing behind the gravity elevator, "They always think that they are right. Unless their wrong decisions bring scars that will never heal, they will never reflect on them. Short-sighted, arrogant, and arrogant, they
Need to go through the whipping.”
"My Lord objects to such punishment being inflicted on innocent people."
"I never think they are innocent, Amon." Tita tilted her head, and a sisterhood android behind her held the helmet to her. Tita put on the helmet skillfully and issued air pressure balance in the air-tight lock.
After making a "hissing" sound, Tita's voice took on a hint of mechanical stiffness. As if to show her tough attitude, Tita put on her helmet and spoke to Amon, the emperor's representative.
The army was a little resentful that they had such a high status, but Tita still accepted the order. "Every action they take will involve innocent people, and they never realize this because they have been blinded by self-righteous justice."
." She said, "If you have any questions about my instructions, you are welcome to the training ground here."
"Training Course?"
"In the arena, the commander welcomes you to challenge her." A sisterhood android laughed. The girl looked at the guards. Although Amon was much taller than them, these androids were not timid at all.
They do not think that the Praetorian Guard is a new version of themselves or a male version. They always think that they are the best creations. "First blood and third blood are all acceptable. The loser must obey all the orders of the winner."