At the same time (?), in Egypt, Africa, in the "Salan Canyon" on the outskirts of Aswan.
"How is it?" Palamedes asked.
"The alert level has been significantly increased." Di Geng put down the telescope in his hand and continued to hide in the exit of the vent, muttering: "Their system should have noticed that Dr. Virgil left the control room, so they
The alert has been raised to this level. However, the alarm is still not triggered. All the security androids are concentrated near the factory. What is the plan?"
"The employee-only escape channel has long been closed. Breaking through the front of this factory is the only way to escape." Virgil, the troll behind the two, hummed: "The system should have predicted that I would be killed before I successfully escaped.
He was kidnapped and taken away, so he kept this secret."
"Or maybe the academy has long expected that you will betray them." Paramedis threatened with the rough voice of a Blade Stranger: "...No matter what, we won't be able to escape unless we break through from here.
Get out. Anyway, my mission is to destroy this factory and paralyze all the security forces in the factory. I'll just accompany you."
"I've got the information I want. Next is the sideshow." The bald man in sunglasses sorted out the equipment in his hands. He seemed to have brought a lot of weapons with him just to cope with this situation.
However, what an exaggerated lineup. Palamedes also raised his telescope and took a look. It was clearly relatively empty just now, with only three or four patrol teams in the factory, but now it was suddenly occupied by at least 20 teams of second-generation artificial intelligence.
Human guards were occupied. Based on a team of three people, there were at least 60 people in the large factory, not counting the guards hidden in every corner. In addition to the facilities for manufacturing third-generation artificial humans, the factory
, there are also many shelves where some unknown materials are stacked. What else is hidden behind the shelves, Paramedis cannot fully understand it just by looking at it like this.
"In short, Mr. Blade Stranger, let's divide the work and cooperate." Dicken handed Palamedes six bullets: "Those turrets scattered on the ceiling of the factory are the most dangerous. They have the highest detection capabilities and are the easiest to expose us.
Whereabouts. So I will first use poisonous arrows with nanocomputer viruses to paralyze those turrets one by one. But once the turret is broken, it will inevitably arouse the vigilance of those artificial humans. After they disperse, they will look for bunkers everywhere and move around.
It’s chaos. No matter how much thunder is thrown, it won’t be able to exert its maximum power."
"So, you're going to let me cooperate with you. While you're firing to destroy the turret, you're going to let me first drop mines where the enemy is densest?"
"That's right." Di Geng nodded and said: "This is a special electronic interference*, which is only effective for second-generation artificial humans. Their explosion range is only about a radius of about five yards. If used properly, it can help us destroy the enemy's
Cut the quantity in half. If not used properly, it will just be a waste of resources."
Is that why I gave Palamedes six gold coins? The big cat thought to himself. Di Geng brought at least thirty gold coins, but only gave Palamedes one-fifth of them. Compared with
I don’t have much confidence in the accuracy of Blade Stranger’s thunder throwing.
Forget it. Paramedis will use actions later to prove that Di is wrong. Anyway, he has started to get used to fighting with silver guns at a distance. How could it be difficult for Diurei to catch him?
"Then you've worked hard." Dr. Virgil huddled obediently in the narrow ventilation duct (it's hard to imagine how this guy's huge body could shrink into the ventilation duct, but this guy's body is softer than it looks!)
, waved his hand.
"Hey, you want to be free, but you have no intention of helping?" the big cat couldn't help complaining.
"Idiot. There's no way I can help you. Don't forget that there are college monitors everywhere in this institute. Every move we make will be recorded. Well, although there won't be any in the vents. That's not the point.
.In short, although I agreed to go with you, I never agreed to help you deal with the academy. If the academy saw my escape from the images left on the monitor, it would at best think that I was abducted by you by force.
But if I help you attack the android guards, the academy will know for sure that I betrayed them. What about the serum used to turn me back into human form? Who can guarantee that the academy will not destroy it in a fit of rage?"
"I see, I see. It's so verbose." Palamedes said perfunctorily. He had never known that Virgil was such a verbose guy before. But these scientists are usually weirdos. "Then just hide yourself.
, wait for our signal before taking action."
"That's nonsense," Dr. Virgil replied selfishly.
"Speaking of which," Palamedes roughly understood the distribution of troops in the factory, and asked curiously: "What are the boxes on the shelves?"
"Why do you want to know that?"
"Of course it's for combat needs." Palamedes made up a reason casually: "Look...knowing what's inside will be of great benefit to the subsequent battle. If the box contains...
Hard objects that cannot be penetrated by bullets, those shelves and boxes are reliable bunkers. On the contrary, if they are bombs, we have to stay away from them, and we can even rely on the explosion of boxes to kill a large number of enemies."
"I see, it is indeed in line with the idea of the great hero Blade Stranger, to make full preparations before the battle." Di said with a slight sarcasm.
"Tsk... well, let me tell you." Hulk Virgil didn't seem to want to say it at first, but when asked about it, he had to confess: "It's all [meat]."
"Meat...?" Palamedes was stunned for half a second, "Meat?!..."
At first he was in a daze because he didn't understand, but then he was stunned because he roughly guessed something.
"The [meat] you are talking about is... human flesh?"
"That's right, it's human flesh. What's so surprising? The third generation of artificial humans are basically [human beings] with flesh and blood." Dr. Virgil pushed up his slightly deformed round-rimmed glasses, which were obviously transformed into
The shape of his head was very unsuitable for the troll, so he forcibly modified the frame, removed the tripod, and fixed it on his head with rubber bands. Needless to say, it was very uncomfortable to wear it.
"The first-generation artificial human has the most basic metal skeleton structure. The second-generation artificial human is based on that metal skeleton structure, covered with a layer of plastic, and even further uses [mimetic outer clothing] to simulate humans. But all of this is
With its rigid structure, it is impossible to perfectly simulate a human being. If you want me to say something, you only need to pick up the other person's hand and squeeze it a few times. You can instantly identify whether the other person is a human or an artificial person." The troll continued: "Even if the academy
For the sake of portability and stealth, replacing some of the skeletons of the second-generation androids with wood will not change the fact that the bodies of the second-generation androids are stiff and rough. But the third-generation androids... they are completely different.
It can even be said to be a completely new species. The materials used to construct the muscles and bones of the third-generation artificial human are all taken from living humans. These muscle tissues have been cultured, strengthened, and injected with antiseptic substances.
, decomposed and reorganized in a three-dimensional printer, the artificial muscles finally formed can produce more than ten times the explosive force and thirty times the endurance of normal humans. In addition to the basic calcium oxide, the artificial human skeleton is also made of additional high-quality calcium oxide.
It is reinforced with molecular carbon fiber, so the skeleton of the third-generation artificial human is lighter, harder and more flexible than the human skeleton, and will never suffer from bone necrosis."
"So, do you understand?" Virgil said excitedly like a child showing off an expensive toy in his hand: "The performance of the third-generation artificial human is something that humans can never compare to. If the [Taboo Core] is also
If installed, the third-generation artificial human will have a body and a soul, so it will be no different from a human being—no, more than a human being!"
"...Can I give this guy two punches?" If it weren't for the fact that he was wearing a hat and covering his face, the protruding veins on Palamedes' head would have been enough to scare people.
"No, even though he has become a troll, he is still the weak Dr. Virgil. He might die if you punch him." Di continued cooperatively.
"So, Dr. Virgil," the Leopard Warrior asked quietly, "are the boxes piled up in the factory all processed human flesh and bones? How many people did the academy kill in order to get such a large amount of [making materials]?"
people?"
"I don't know, and I'm not interested in knowing." Hulk looked unconcerned: "Scientific research cannot always be dominated by moral concepts. If you spend all day and night wondering where those human flesh and bones come from, and are blinded by guilt, then
We will never be able to create such an excellent product as the third-generation artificial human."
"They are just flesh golems." Di Geng whispered: "No matter how human-like they are in appearance, they are still just dolls similar to humans. Golems made of bones and flesh, and other golems made of metal and wood
The golems made of bricks are essentially the same."
"What if the human brain is suppressed into these artificial humans?" Virgil suddenly asked.
"...Is it possible? That is a very complicated brain nerve transplant surgery."
Hulk pushed up his glasses: "The college seems to be studying this topic, and has achieved a certain degree of success. Although this is hearsay, I can't provide any evidence."
"That's enough!" Palamedes saw that the two people were getting deeper into the conversation (Di was probably trying to get information from Virgil), but completely ignored the crisis at hand, so he interrupted: "Don't talk about this now.
Things, how about taking care of the enemy in front of you?"
"Of course, brother." Railway agent Dickey knew how to exercise control at least. He immediately interrupted the conversation and picked up his small gun: "Then, let's start fighting as soon as we get out of here. You have to cooperate with me."
"Start!" Di Geng turned on his cloaking device, and Paramedis also unfolded the optical camouflage of the Blade Stranger suit, and the two of them rushed out at the same time.