On the planet called Hope 2, the indigenous man who was captured and trained as a translator was walking fearfully on the battlefield where the battle had just broken out.
Swarms of flies surrounded the body of the long-lost war horse, buzzing and seeming tireless.
Fly-like animals seem to appear next to any corpse on any planet. Such creatures are more favored by the gods than humans. They can always evolve and reproduce endlessly.
Flies have appeared even on many planets developed after the Airansil Empire. They followed the immigrants, evaded all layers of inspection, and sent their descendants to other planets thousands of miles away.
The entire battlefield looked like hell, because the man walking among the corpses had never seen such a horrific scene even in his dreams.
Whenever he stepped on it, he would step on some part of the corpse. Those knights who were covered in armor and usually stood tall and brave in battle were now lying quietly on the ground, their armor was flattened and their limbs were twisted into weird angles.
These people are dead, and their blood has dried. The once invincible cavalry regiment of the empire has now become history.
The man swallowed his saliva and followed cautiously behind some soldiers who were walking in a strange way.
These soldiers are not human beings, they are just obedient puppets. They have no thoughts of their own and cannot talk.
In fact, they are not robots in the true sense, because they do not have so-called AI programs. The simple chips in their bodies are just implanted with some control programs. The existence of chips and motherboards and other parts is not the core of supporting the puppet's actions.
part.
At this point, there is an essential difference between puppets and robots. They are just magically created "AIs" with simplified personalities, so they cannot communicate like real robots.
If they are real robots, then the central control computer only needs to input the combat program, and each combat robot will execute the commands according to the instructions.
But this is not the case with these puppet robots. They need to obey the orders of their leader and perform tasks according to the orders, and cannot suddenly use computers to intervene on a large scale.
This is also an important reason why combat puppet robots need to use gestures and sounds to issue commands.
The destination of these marching puppet robots in front of them is a nearby town. They want to occupy it and capture more experimental subjects to speed up the production of knowledge magic balls.
Although the two parties can now communicate effectively by relying on mechanical translation, it is still inconvenient.
For the commanders of the Airansil Empire, having their enemies kneel down and learn the divine language well is much more handsome than holding a translator and relying on translation software to communicate.
"I hope you can make them obey! I don't want such an attack to happen again! Do you understand?" The handsome demon commander walking in front of the man suddenly stopped and looked back at the native who was following him.
man.
The translator hanging on the shoulder of the handsome demon officer immediately spoke human words and translated what the demon officer said to the other party. The native man was startled, then nodded quickly and replied: "Yes! I obey! Sir!"
When the machine translation was presented to the demon officer, the word "adult" was translated very accurately.
In fact, in the army of the Airanhill Empire, the word "sir" has been eliminated. Generally, everyone refers to the position directly, such as squad leader, company commander, regiment commander, and so on.
Of course, there are also military titles, such as captain, lieutenant, colonel, lieutenant colonel, etc. Or you can directly address them as commander.
Few people still use the ancient word "sir" to address military officers, but in the translator, this slightly unfamiliar word was translated very vividly or accurately.
There is nothing we can do about this, because it is machine translation after all. Although it is accurate, it has no human touch or context at all.
"It seems that it needs to be corrected." Missing this word for a moment, the demon officer who was used to hearing the title "Sir" twisted his neck and continued to walk forward.
The indigenous man quickly followed him, because for him, following someone of the same kind gave him an inexplicable sense of security.
After all, there is only the overly handsome man in front of him, who seems to be a normal human being, and those soldiers who are like soulless puppets are obviously unable to communicate.
What's more, he had seen with his own eyes a puppet armed with a weapon and shot a man's head in pieces.
The scene was so bloody that even now when he thinks about it, he still feels like vomiting.
The handsome man in front of me is gentle and gentle, and he seems to be a reasonable person. Walking with him, I feel a sense of security in my heart unconsciously.
It seems that as long as you get close to this man who is more noble than a noble in every gesture, those vicious and soulless puppets become less scary.
"Is this really good?" In the headset, a man's voice was teasing the demon officer who was walking in the field with his hands behind his back: "How does it feel to pretend to be friendly and look at a can of talking luncheon meat tenderly?
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"I was just performing my mission. Before I was ordered to kill him, there is still a big difference between him and luncheon meat." The demon officer glanced at the natives behind him with a smile, and lowered his voice in return.
As he walked forward, he continued: "Do you think demons like to eat companions or raw meat? No, those things are not as delicious as first-class supplies... If possible, we would also prefer to eat cooked food, okay?"
"How do you feel about teasing the locals and enjoying their admiring looks?" The officer on duty at the headquarters seemed very relaxed and continued to chat.
"Nothing special." The noble officer was also very relaxed, so he answered all questions: "Actually, I am more willing to carry out intense tasks..."
The person in the earphone laughed, and then promised: "No problem, if there is an order to kill, I will be the first to send it to you."
"Thank you!" The demon officer thanked him without hesitation: "It is an honor for me to be loyal to His Majesty."
He pressed the long sword on his waist and looked into the distance. He saw a small town that seemed to be non-existent, located halfway up the mountain on the other side of the forest.
The demon officer grinned and smiled even happier. Then he stopped, turned around and patted the indigenous man on the shoulder: "You go first and tell the people in the town not to be nervous, I... am not anything
Bad guy."
The indigenous man looked at the demon officer's sincere smile and was inexplicably moved. The other man's face was full of sunshine, and he seemed sincere and had his own BGM.
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I haven't been feeling well recently, and I have some things to do at home. If I can make up for it, Longling will try its best to make up for it, so don't worry.
