A few seconds later, the backup power supply was activated and the lighting in the command center was re-energized, but gravity still had not been restored. No. 28 was jumping around in the command center with a happy face, while Ling was trying to persuade him to come down.
Logically speaking, one-sixth of the gravity is not enough to make people float, but what if it is one-sixth?
Harold is an expert on bionics, not mass effect. He doesn't know how the guy who designed the base managed to simulate the gravity of the earth in a settlement with relatively old equipment, but now people are floating when the power supply is interrupted.
From the looks of it, that guy is definitely being opportunistic.
"Doctor, can't we activate the emergency plan in this case?" Ling successfully let No. 28 fall back to the ground and asked Harold.
"No way," Harold looked at the completely black surveillance screen on the restarted terminal: "Strictly speaking, that is a small-scale targeted EMP attack, which is enough to shut down all bionic animals, but it will also destroy all behaviors.
The logic module cannot be used unless it is a special emergency. If it wants to be started now, it will not be able to do 'small range' and 'directional' due to the power outage of the mass effect field."
"An indiscriminate EMP attack on the entire lunar settlement?" Suzu reasoned.
"...Yes," Harold nodded slowly: "We have an 'emergency command center' that can defend against EMP attacks, but other blocks may not have similar facilities."
"In the final analysis, this is our problem, and we have no right to make others pay the bill, unless we can prove to them with simple, easy-to-understand and irrefutable reasons that these bionic animals are dangerous enough and must not be let out."
Bell stared at Harold.
Actually, you want to know the reason, right?
Harold looked at Ling with a serious expression and shook his head firmly.
Model-controlled life purchased alien parts, causing the animal-like androids it produced to break through preset limits, produce intelligence beyond the design, and perform harmful actions.
If this matter were investigated by the Star Alliance's special forces, the conclusion might be that "alien parts can inspire the intelligence of bionic animals, and there is a risk of losing control."
But if it reaches the ears of ordinary people, they will only hear that "animals created by model-controlled life can hurt people."
You can only imagine what will happen next with your knees. There will be widespread returns and unsubscriptions. Some incidents of bionic animals injuring people that have never happened will be repeatedly hyped and demands for compensation will be made. This incident will be called the "Omnic Crisis"
"Connected and questioned the authenticity of Kelly's disappearance, and Miss Illya, who is studying in Academy City, will also be criticized and isolated.
The most serious thing is that if the model-controlled life goes bankrupt as a result, he will actually have no responsibility as an employee, and all the crimes and debts will only be placed on Miss Illya's head.
How much will this debt be? How many billions? Tens of billions?
No, he will never allow this to happen!
"Ling, you take 28 and leave on the emergency escape rocket," Harold said, "I'll stay and wait for the Star Alliance's SSR investigation team."
"No……"
"Think about your daughter! She should be about the same age as Illya, right? Do you have the heart to leave her alone?" Harold interrupted Ling's retort forcefully, and then slowed down his tone: "Send 28 to Illya.
, if possible, take more care of her."
"But..." Ling seemed to feel something was wrong.
"I'm not asking for help. Since the SSR has issued a notice, they should be here soon. But before they come, I will stay here and prevent the animals from running out. In this case, the oxygen and water in the command center will be
Consumption should be saved as much as possible," Harold glanced at No. 28: "One person will consume more slowly than three or more people."
"Well, okay then..." the female researcher was finally convinced.
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After a while.
The emergency escape rocket carrying Suzu and No. 28 has become an inconspicuous point of light in the starry sky.
"Huh...it seems she hasn't thought of it yet," Harold wiped his sweat and looked at the door of the emergency command center: "What ensures the safety here is not the strong door, but the electric current attached to the door. The animals
The purpose of destroying the power supply is also very clear, which is to make all my defense methods ineffective, and then they will..."
Boom!
There was a heavy knock at the door.
when!
When Harold looked up, the door rang again, and the pure white metal door even bulged inward a little under the impact.
"If there is no current, it is just an ordinary metal door." Harold sat in the main control room, shaking his head and looking away: "I have studied bionic animals for a lifetime, but in the end I was killed by bionic animals. It was a well-deserved death -
perhaps."
"Ouch--" Boom!
The bionic animal outside the door initially flinched, but after discovering that there was no current flowing through the door, it began to roar and bang on the door.
"I lied to Ling before," Harold began to mutter to himself, perhaps feeling that his death was imminent: "EMP attacks actually have another attribute called 'strength'. When the range cannot be limited or the target cannot be specified, as long as
Maximize the intensity, then within one or two seconds after it occurs, it will have no time to spread, and the energy will be exhausted. It can be regarded as controlling the 'scope' to a certain extent, but in this case, people
His brain waves will also be greatly damaged - in other words, he will become an idiot."
"Quack!" Boom!
The door of the command center was hit hard again, and the bulge twisted inward into a dangerous arc, as if the door might be broken into in the next second.
"I'm not sure how many abnormal bionic animals an EMP of this intensity can destroy. I hope there will be enough," he looked at the twisted door: "In that case, the aftermath of the arrival of the SSR troops should be a lot easier.
Maybe you can help cover up what happened here. As long as the reputation of the 'Model Controlled Life' product is not affected, the Kamsky family's property will not shrink, and Miss Illya will still be the carefree eldest lady.
.”
Boom! Boom!
A hole was knocked out of the door of the command center, and then two door leaves twisted and flew in, knocking several desks and the terminals above them to the ground.
"Quack..." "Roar..." After breaking the door, the bionic animals were no longer in a hurry. They entered slowly one by one and looked at Harold with cruel eyes.
Black rhinoceros, yellow-spotted leopard, white tiger, red spider, blue warg, pretty much all...
"The only regret is," Harold pressed the big red button: "I can't see what Miss Illya will look like when she grows up."
Squeak, squeak, squeak—violent red sparks filled the entire command center, and the bionic animals fell one after another in sluggishness.
...So it turns out that the highest-intensity EMP has a color?
…How can I still think?
Squeak, squeak, squeak - the red sparks did not disperse, but gradually gathered and formed a ring as tall as a person in front of Harold.
"[Really, this body almost gave birth to self-consciousness and squeezed me out,]"
A slender figure wearing a long dress with a white background and gold edges stepped out of the circle of sparks. She shook her silver hair as if she was not used to it, and then stared at Harold with her red eyes, her voice was soft and a little bit soft.
sulky:
"[If I find out that you were acting just now, you will be dead, doctor.]"
