At the same time (?), Turkic Everglades, [unnamed ruins].
After working all night, the woman breathed a sigh of relief. Her work was finally completed, and only the final debugging was left.
"Snap! Sizzle!" Electric sparks jumped a few times in the little golem's body, twitched twice at the same time, and immediately calmed down.
It opened its hollow metal mouth and issued cold, inorganic words from that mouth: "The system restart is complete. Waiting for input instructions."
"It can talk?" Paramidis held his bandaged arm and came over to take a look curiously.
"I rewrote the core of its language so that it can understand our instructions." Vivian put down the welding gun in her hand and put the tools in her hair.
Palamedes looked at his wife strangely.
(Can your hair hide anything?)
"What's wrong? There's just a subspace entrance hidden in there." Vivian waved her hand disapprovingly and knocked on the little golem: "Retrieval question: How should these servers access data?"
The golem turned his head and focused on the tens of millions of servers in the center of the ruins: "Confirmation: [Pioneer] Seventh Fleet's database. Access method retrieval... I can directly read it
."
"You can!?" Palamedes almost jumped up, "Then, do it quickly!"
Vivian put down the little golem. The golem slowly walked towards the server group on its two pitifully small legs. As soon as it got closer, two sets of extremely long metal tentacles protruded from the wires on its head.
Patriarch Tutan was sitting on a server, smoking a cigarette slowly. When he saw those tentacles reaching towards his crotch, he moved away from the server with a displeased look on his face and sat down on the ground next to him.
The little golem connected its tentacles to several small holes on the server and began to read the server's information.
"Search. Found 600 trillion text records, 30 trillion audio records, and 10 trillion video records. Which one do you want to check?"
"Oh my god. This is indeed a treasure trove of information." Vivian looked surprised, "Why didn't you let me discover it earlier!"
"Yes, the problem is that we will never finish reading these records in a hundred lifetimes." Palamedes looked gloomy.
"Not necessarily." Vivian turned to the golem and said, "Data retrieval: keyword [Scarlet Plague]."
"Data retrieval... Retrieval completed. It took one second. Matching records found: 0."
Big Cat became more and more unhappy: "I knew things wouldn't go so smoothly."
"...Don't worry about that for now." Tutan rushed to ask: "Data retrieval: keyword [Wall of the World]."
"Data retrieval... Retrieval completed. It took six seconds. Matching records found: 162,253,768,120."
Tutan couldn't help but hide his face. This time there was too much information to count.
Vivian shook her head, "Enhanced the search in the previous search results. Keywords: orcs, genetically modified, slaves, prisoners, forced service, volunteers."
The golem made a noise while running: "Data retrieval... Retrieval completed. It took three seconds. Matching records found: 512,160."
"It's still too much. Think again." Tutan hit his head with a cigarette pole, "Enhance the search in the previous search results. Keywords: task, mission, honor."
The golem made another noise, seeming to be very impatient: "Data retrieval... Retrieval completed. It took one second. Matching records found: 16,820."
The golem jumped over a burst of electric sparks, and after a while he answered: "...The search was completed, it took one second, and found 12 matching records."
Bang! It seems that it was forcibly invaded by some kind of program, and the little golem made a weird noise. Just when everyone was shocked and thought that the golem was going to be broken, it fell back, and its empty eyes radiated light.
A ray of light.
"It's going to explode?!" Palamedes hurriedly protected his wife and kept stepping back. Tutan also took a few steps back cautiously.
However, the little golem was not destroyed. On the contrary, the light emitted from its eyes gradually gathered in the air, forming a holographic image.
A woman's figure emerged in mid-air.
Since it is a holographic image composed of monochromatic light, the color of the details on this woman's body has long been unknown. Everyone can only clearly see that this is a woman wearing a white research coat, and...
Her appearance has a lot of similarities with Vivian! Overall, she is a standard beauty.
"enshun'sqendo, sava..." the woman began to speak an ancient language that no one could understand.
"Instruction: Translate." Vivian said quickly.
The golem was still functioning. After hearing Vivian's order, he immediately began to translate the woman's words in the holographic image:
"[It] is the evil we did. It seems to have been stopped by some force, but only temporarily. In order to completely eliminate it from this time and space, we designed the [Physics Holy Sword]; in order to eliminate the cancellation process
To repair the damaged world, we developed the [Holy Grail of Spirituality]."
"What is she talking about?" Parami couldn't help but ask in his wife's ear.
"They are probably talking about An Zi." Vivian covered the big cat's mouth, "Don't make any noise, listen to what she has to say first."
"Because it is too powerful, the true power of the Holy Sword has been sealed and can only be opened when the Holy Grail exists at the same time. And the Holy Grail..."
Papa, Papzi Zizi Zizi. The magic statue jumped another power, and that holographic image was immediately disturbed by the miscellaneous faith and disappeared.
"No more?! Are you kidding me?"
"Command: Restart the video recording just now!" Vivian said hurriedly.
"Retrieval... cannot be restarted. The record does not exist." The golem replied.
"Damn it." Tutan waved his pipe.
"I'm afraid it's an encrypted record, which is triggered by special conditions to automatically play. After playing once, it is automatically destroyed." Vivian frowned, "Damn it, that data was completely destroyed and can never be traced again."
"
"Ignore that for now. What about the remaining eleven records?" Tutan asked urgently.
Vivian walked over and helped the golem up: "Instruction: Print the record list."
"Execute the printing agreement." The demon emitted light from its eyes again, forming a holographic image: "Printing completed."
Eleven folders appear in the form of holographic images, with file names clearly marked in English.
One of the files immediately caught the eye of the leader of the Elephant Men: "Golem, please play file No. 7, [the commissioning of the orc army]."