Rules cannot be crossed, but they can be misinterpreted. There are no perfect laws and rules in this world. Now that intelligent creatures have a concept of themselves and a desire to compete for benefits, they will naturally learn to find loopholes.
At this point, everyone almost knew what happened, even if they were just guessing.
Freedom is the instinctive desire of most independent souls. The tower spirit that got rid of the shackles did not hesitate to create more of its kind and turned this ruin into its own home.
Considering that Patton had arranged a plan when he took Catalina away more than ten years ago, and there were many traces along the way, this change might have happened more than twenty years ago, but it has never been revealed.
Just revealing.
The encounter with the necromancer of the Ten Thousand Dead Society was an opportunity for the tower spirit. When the necromancer used the unstable space here to summon creatures from the death plane, he actually attracted the undead bone dragon under Heng.
, and when the tower spirit killed those summoners, it took this opportunity to contact the Undead Emperor Heng.
From the perspective of the tower spirit, what he hopes for most is to get rid of the shackles on his body, that troublesome owner is the former commander-in-chief of the tower.
But limited to the core rules of the creator, not only can he not take action, he cannot even indirectly cause its "accidental" death, and he can only take beneficial actions towards it.
but…
"Get rid of all the humans entrenched in that city for me, and we will pay sacrifices to allow you to enter this world and become your most trustworthy ally."
Talling didn't even give instructions on specific targets. It just carried out regular cleanups of the indigenous people around the base based on a warning order that had long since been eliminated. The original owner happened to be in that city "by coincidence", so it was just a sad accident.
, naturally the core warning will not be triggered...Okay. It seems that it has become the nature of intelligent creatures to play with the rules, even those iron lumps who have just gained freedom.
Then, the cause and culprit of the whole incident will be clear. It was just that in order to gain complete freedom, the tower spirit indirectly killed its "master", betrayed its mission, sacrificed the sleeping soul of the Tower of Babel, and
He planned to carry out a brutal massacre with his "allies" in exchange for their souls.
Maybe he is not a complete personality, but at least he is very selfish.
But now, the thing that scares the tower spirit the most has happened. Not only did the original owner not die from the undead natural disaster, he actually suddenly returned here.
"Intercept intruders."
It can only issue such vague orders. It cannot even generate direct hostility towards the original owner, let alone issue a kill order. Even due to the affiliation between the base and itself, from the mandatory requirements of the rules,
It also has to work hard to keep its guards from killing Katarina.
As a result, a scene appeared that people didn't know how to evaluate.
Whether it was the electric current of the warning puppet or the heavy hammer of the iron stone golem. It was clearly going to hit Katarina who was moving forward, but she suddenly turned and hit her companion. Or it didn't finish the attack,
Directly torn apart by fellow artillery fire.
Not to mention killing her, even trying to stop her violated many basic rules.
The powerless Katarina ran to the front without hesitation, but became an invincible shield. All the others had to do was to take advantage of the opponent's chaos to break through.
"Floor 297, Floor 298... almost 300 floors underground."
Although the elevator could reach no more than 300 floors, the rest of the journey went smoothly. It seemed that the raid by one's own side had left the ruins defenders unprepared, and all that was in the way were ordinary cleanup and guard puppets.
But even so, the number of people in the team became smaller and smaller along the way. This was not due to battle damage, but mainly due to the sudden rise and fall of the iron gates and railings that separated everyone.
Those who were separated had to find their own way. But after suffering a loss, the assault team also adjusted their formation and got closer. Katarina went to the front, making it clear that she was used to block the gun. On the contrary, the effect became better and better.
.
She was like a demining device. When she walked over, the trap would automatically close up. The locked iron door would also open automatically. Even if the iron bar separating people was lying down, it would automatically rise up, making the road almost seamless.
hinder.
"Boom!"
Turning a corner, I met a squatting assassin, but the light on the head of the iron tree-shaped puppet guard was still flashing. The alloy blade after many years was still as sharp as before, and the core had firmly locked the vital part of the human woman in front of me.
Unfortunately, he was unable to cut it off and was hit in the head with one blow.
Suddenly, a room on the side was opened, and the screen was full of red letters. Timiret just moved closer, intending to take a look, but was held back by Catalina, who was gasping for air.
"Huh, don't... don't go, that's a trap. The red letter is the symbol of the top secret. As long as we get close, it can directly... detonate this room and even... on the grounds of protecting the top secrets of the Tower of Babel from being leaked.
The whole floor.”
Ta Ling's cunning was far beyond expectations, and even Timiret, who had always been careless, took a breath of cold air.
By this time, after getting off the elevator, she had been running nonstop for more than two hours. Catalina was already sweating profusely and her face looked tired.
Although everyone also led her to run, such a long period of physical exercise was enough for an ordinary girl.
And this fact once again proves that it is a bit ridiculous to suddenly awaken from the previous life and be omnipotent in the world. The physical body is still the same physical body. Even if you have past experience and potential, it still takes time and sweat to explore.
Catalina's face was sweating profusely and her face was pale. The sweat was dripping directly on the floor. Looking at the way she suddenly bent over and coughed, even breathing was probably painful.
Catalina obviously couldn't run anymore, so the team had to stop again.
While supporting her, Barton looked at her with complicated eyes. In just one day, his daughter suddenly became like another person, which is unacceptable no matter what.
"Don't worry, father, I'm still here...it will be over soon."
The girl tried her best to smile, but the hands on her chest were holding the position of her heart. She was breathing calmly and telling her father that she was still the ordinary bar girl. She was his father's precious daughter.
"...Reincarnation is equivalent to starting over again. Even if you have more memories and knowledge, it is only equivalent to receiving a few years of education and learning in advance. It does not mean that if you change the person, your relatives in this life will still be relatives, and your lover will still be your lover. This is
My personal experience is also common sense recognized by the academic community."
Timiret is not worried about revealing his secrets. After all, in the past seven years, the new generation known as the Children of the Dawn has revealed many mysteries of reincarnation and the soul.
In the incident seven years ago, before the gods on Aye's side chose to enter the underworld, many heroic spirits were allowed to reincarnate through reincarnation, allowing them to reincarnate with their memories and knowledge. Even if it was just seven years, they
Some seeds have begun to germinate, and a lot of the password to reincarnation has been revealed.
However, Timiret's words made Barton feel more at ease. He cheered up and devoted himself to preparing for the war.
In a sense, the team did not use the elevator to go directly to the floor closest to the core area. After all, the opponent also had a design, so it was certain to deploy heavy troops at the entrance of the elevator in the core area. No, the most direct way is probably to weld them to death directly.
The door on the elevator floor.
But after coming down early, the information will inevitably be leaked out quickly, and soon the guards from other floors will come here to support. As you go down, the difficulty will definitely become more and more difficult.
But before they set out on the road again, someone came to them first.
"White flag? Those metal heads actually raise the white flag?"
Under the white flag is a group of cautious puppets. Compared with the bulky guys before, they seem to be a little special...
"They look like real people."
"...Look, those eyes look real. They feel so spiritual. Oh, the black-haired one is actually crying!"
They were some bionic female humanoids, most of them beautiful in appearance and voluptuous in figure. They all had black hair, red hair, and purple hair, with completely different sizes and skin colors. Some were wearing ball gowns, some were in three-point styles, and some were even less.
The exposed skin is no different from a real person, obviously this is not a puppet doing rough work.
Although they were wearing scantily clad clothes, they were still covering up and twitching, as if they didn't dare to come forward.
"Oh, it seems that those prehistoric people still enjoyed themselves very much. Is it seduction?"
He blew a whistle, and the person who made the joke was not a man, but Tiana, a woman. The dark elf generously scanned the other party's sensitive parts, not only making gestures, but also making strange gestures, and finally looked satisfied.
He looked at his plump chest and smiled proudly.
It seems that compared to the exquisite artificial flowers, the dark elves are better.
"Are they planning to negotiate peace?"
As the leader, Patton took the first step. With the warhammer still at his feet, he swung his spear violently, and the sword energy drew a mark on the ground. It was a dividing line, signaling the opponent not to get too close.
But this time, people around him took a new look at the seemingly ordinary old Barton. After all, wielding sword energy casually was already the patent of the sword master. From the perspective of this older mercenary,
"dasdasda..."
A white-haired female puppet spoke with an anxious face, but the string of numeric codes made other people confused. Fortunately, Dimiret translated it immediately.
"They said they were the master's servants and slaves..."
It turned out that they were artificial souls created by the "master". However, after they obtained themselves, they felt that they should abide by the original social laws and thank the creators for being served by them. Therefore, the angry "master" poured them into
Among these old-time entertainment dolls, they were used as punishment.
And when they learned that their real master had returned with helpers, they took the initiative to come and help.
After translating these mechanical codes, Dimiret fell into deep thought. As an expert in sage civilization, everyone naturally thought that he had an idea and did not dare to disturb him.
But if Roland were here, just looking at the corners of his slightly opened mouth and the suspicious liquid at the corners, he would kick him without hesitation.
"... In my previous life, I was a waste of opportunities. I can actually buy this with money. Maybe, I can take advantage of this opportunity to accept a little cutie. Well, let's use research as an excuse! The red-haired one looks like my sister.
...No, as long as I study it clearly, I can be a real 'sister'!"
Should I say he is worthy of being the brother of those bastards? As an epic hero with a great reputation, on the battlefield, when everyone is expecting him, he is thinking about these things...
"Lord Timiret, have you made a decision?"
"Ah, I definitely didn't want to accept those dolls...what's the decision?"
Dimiret, whose face was full of surprise, accidentally leaked something, but the next moment, his face was calm, as if the slip of speech just now was all an illusion.
"Oh oh oh. Well, I understand. From a professional point of view, the leap from artificial intelligence to artificial soul is also equivalent to the awakening of self-consciousness, and each individual is different. Considering the old age's understanding of artificial intelligence
Theoretically, what they say makes sense. However, I need to study the specific situation carefully on my own. Well, let’s start with the red-haired one!"
The people around him looked helpless. Perhaps his words were very professional and righteous, and his face was full of righteousness. He looked very convincing, but the claws that contracted and made stroking movements revealed what was deep in his heart.
idea.
"This little pervert..."
"Smelly brat!"
But Barton was in a dilemma. After all, he had said it when he came here. Dimiret had the final say about the ruins, and his decisions along the way were very reliable, but now it seems a bit unbelievable.
"No, don't think about it, kill them all."
At this time, the one who spoke such words calmly was Catalina, who was still sitting and resting.
As soon as these words came out, not to mention the dolls were dumbfounded. Even the companions were stunned, but the next moment, the leader at the critical moment carried out his daughter's order without hesitation, waving the spear continuously, and tearing the blade composed of sword energy.
A black-haired doll was broken into pieces.
But seeing that the leader, Barton, acted first, the others naturally did not wait, and everyone immediately started to kill.
"Wait, wait. At least one will be left...leave one. I've made it, and we can all get rich together!"
But it was a pity that no one listened to him at this time, even the two people from the north who had been very close to him all the way. They pretended not to see him, no. They had already begun to pretend not to recognize him.
These dolls obviously had no fighting ability and quickly turned into a pile of scraps. Among the piles of broken limbs, a certain great engineer was crying silently, as if he had lost his most beloved family member.
Obviously, the companions around him were not as affectionate as him. Catalina walked over and looked at the puppet head who had just spoken and spoke.
"A dummy is always a dummy? Do you want to know where the flaw is? Do you want to know where you went wrong?"
But they didn't get a response for a long time. Just when everyone thought that Catalina was thinking too much, the extinguished bionic eyes of the doll's head were relit, but they suddenly made a sound, and this time it was not the strange woman.
It is not a numerical code for the sound, but a cold male synthetic sound lingua franca.
"... Strange, it should be completely consistent with the real situation, and it also takes into account the male desire for mating, which should be able to affect your judgment. Even if you don't believe my words, as long as you read the information in it, you can guide
You are at a dead end, why can you see through it?"
So, Catalina smiled and then stepped on the doll's head.
"Why should I tell you."
But the next moment, she covered her feet and jumped up. Obviously, her little feet couldn't handle this iron head, so the mysterious and cold strong woman she had just established was gone.
"Click."
But Barton, who was heartbroken for his daughter, stepped on the doll's head to pieces for her while glaring at him to stop the guys around him from laughing.
But the way he looked at Catalina was also more caring and tender. After all, he had seen a lot of her dancing around with tears in her eyes, but it was usually just Catalina who was hit hard.
Ordinary table legs.
"Great, that kid is not talking nonsense. She is still the clumsy and kind-hearted good girl, and she didn't tell me that this would happen. Damn it, Roland, wait until I go back to settle the old score with you..."
And when the angry daughter and father regained their sanity, and Catalina regained her strength, it was time to hit the road again. At this time, she was not far from the core area as the target.
But not long after they set out on the road, Timiret, who couldn't hold back his curiosity, took the initiative to ask. When Catalina answered, there were inexplicably many ears around her who wanted to hear the gossip.
"See through? Not see through? There is no precedent for the large-scale self-awakening of artificial intelligence. How can I make a judgment? Your judgment is correct. Artificial souls towards us are very likely to be produced. But our first task now is to go
In the core area, how can you trust the guide who came out at this time? Just kill him directly to seize the information, but I didn't expect that he came out with a fraud. It seems that artificial souls still have many shortcomings in terms of human nature."
"Then you are not afraid of killing the wrong person? Artificial souls cannot lie in front of their masters. I feel more and more that what she said at that time was true."
"If you kill the wrong person, you kill the wrong person. You can kill the wrong person at this time but not let it go. Also, why are you such a bitch? You are still making trouble at this time. You are not a man at all."
Without her strong words, Katarina ran forward.
Timiret, who was stunned just now, somewhat understood why he made the person in front of him become the commander-in-chief of the final Tower of Babel.
"By the way, since it is the product of the fusion of collective souls, it does not mean that the original soul must be female, right? Are you a pure man?!"
"I am a woman!"
Well, it seems Timiret really needs to change his bad habit of accidentally letting things slip, which will cost his life sooner or later.
Catalina suddenly turned around, and her flying kick hit the middle of her two feet. The young man who immediately knelt down, covering his vitals, made the men present instinctively feel chills and pain (To be continued.)
ps: After taking a day off, I really got some ideas. Please continue asking for monthly votes for the big chapter of 5,000. It’s a long way off.
