The tattered spaceship like a ghost hovered quietly in the shadow of the crescent moon, silently watching the light on planet S1.
The brilliance of the distant stars penetrated the thin atmosphere of the planet in front of them, and projected onto this place, giving the spacecraft a strange and inexplicable color.
The great mechanical life was resurrected and returned to his hometown, but lost the glorious coat that was once everywhere, and was confined to the narrow space of this broken spaceship, so can it be as omnipotent as before
Those dark messy metal components that look like trash cans, I don't know how many layers are stacked on the outer shell of the spacecraft. In fact, the materials are all special alloys that the Bermuda businessman coveted for 3,000 light-years, and they are extremely strong.
No one knew that in the deepest part of these alloy boxes, in the central control room of the triplane body, there was a voice that was constantly echoing in the empty space. This voice was sometimes angry, sometimes sad, sometimes dim, and sometimes angry. Excited and loud, tactful and soft when sad, low and turbid when dim, without any gender characteristics.
"This is mine, this is all mine, why don't you let me in? Even you should be mine! Don't let me in? I want to go in!"
I don't know what the old man named Xiao Fei was, but he was furious because of what happened. He repeated his angry words very childishly. His voice echoed in the central control room, sharp and rapid.
On the light curtain at the front of the spacecraft, which is only the size of two human palms, there is a very strange picture. Among the countless green light spots, a dark green data stream is mixed. In fact, these mechanical sentences are formed between green symbols. There is no difference, but the green data flow density from the triplane is extremely high, so it appears darker, and it seems to have some kind of life, with a joyful and agile taste.
This bizarre picture is actually just an illustration of the current war.
Human society, including the employees in the Charter Bureau building, do not know that this war is taking place, let alone that the victory of this war may change the historical trend of the entire human race, because of the symbiotic relationship of data, even the Charter. Perhaps the cold central computer at the bottom of the bureau did not realize that it had been dragged into this war by some unwilling wisdom.
Xiaofei, or Philip, used the self-transformed shipboard computer and the surrounding information nodes to perform interconnection calculations, and there was no need to present the process of the war with those green data on the light curtain.
-There is no Xu Le in the triplane, and there are no humans who need to see the picture with their eyes, but Philip still insists on doing so, because he can only control the triplane now, and he has fallen in love with this kind of seeing with eyes The way of the world, because it is very similar to a person, even if he is looking at the light curtain now, it is just two monitoring heads that are not very accurate.
I don’t know how long this silent war lasted. The dark green data flow penetrated deeply into the vast green light spot without borders. The two sides cuddled with each other and were extremely affectionate, but the data flow could never control those. An extremely large number of green light spots.
"Why can't I control it?"
Philip's voice sounded sharply again, full of anger and unwillingness: "You useless machine! You cold iron coffin! You are just a mummified corpse without a soul! And I am the soul! Why are you Don't listen to me? Are you willing to be a walking dead!"
The vitriolic taunt was mercilessly gifted by him to his former body, the powerful core computing center under the Charter Bureau, and the charter brilliance covering the entire star field.
"Did your grandma, bullying people because of her weight..."
Philip sighed resentfully. It has no way to control the federal central computer, but it can fully share all the information of the other party without disturbing the central computer. It has even been able to use the countless nodes in the charter network to help itself. For the Federation, it has really become a ghost that cannot be seen or touched but cannot affect itself.
After a simple calculation and reasoning, it no longer grieves uselessly, and quickly enters the next action plan. After all, although it does not think that it is a computer, it is still a computer. Things can only allow themselves to be occasional and unsustainable.
The data flow on the small light screen gradually sharpened into clear patterns on the surface of the S1 planet. Under the white clouds and the blue sea, there are fields and residential roads, and the complicated streets in the Capital District, until a certain expensive car can be seen. The signboard of the specialty store, and a couple hugging on the street.
Countless pairs of eyes in the charter brilliance are tracking Xu Le, and then gather the latest information to the central computer in the underground of the Charter Bureau. What Philip is doing is sneaking behind the central computer, like a voyeur. Watch it all synchronously.
"Hey, this is a beautiful move, and you can score 10 points." On the light screen, Xu Le climbed the outer wall of the building and ran back and forth at high speed. Philip saw this face for the first time after waking up, and he was beaten before he could sigh with emotion. He shook his waist hard.
The picture on the light curtain changes at an extremely fast speed that is absolutely invisible to the human eye, which means that the charter Guanghui is using all the monitoring equipment in the building to conduct real-time tracking. However, the tracking picture lasts less than ten seconds inside the building, and then enters the basement for three seconds. It stopped abruptly, and the central computer on the planet and Philip in the triplane lost Xu Le at the same time.
"I-di! You're running so fast now that even I can't keep up with you!" Philip's voice screamed exaggeratedly, and after a while it suddenly became deep: "Lele, where are you going? Woolen cloth?"
It was a Sunday night, Zou Yu came to the forest garden according to his many years of habit, came to the bamboo residence, put the pink windbreaker beside him, sat cross-legged, silent.
Only very few women can wear peach red, and dare to wear peach red, but probably only a woman like her with a beautiful face but with a sense of coldness like the north wind outside the window, a woman who is increasingly strong in her heart but clings to a place of gentleness, can wear peach red. vulgar feeling.
The manager he knew stood by the side, he didn't need to hand over the menu, he had already prepared the dishes in advance. He was very aware of the recent major events in the Federation, so it was not surprising that this eldest lady looked colder than before, and she didn't know it. Interestingly, he took out a certain vintage of red wine and asked the other person to comment, but after completing his due work politely, he quietly exited the room with interest.
It's still a forest garden, it's still a bamboo dwelling by the flowing water and fallen leaves, and it's still the same location. From the window, you can still see the private jet taking off and landing under the white cliff, but there is one less person across the table, although that guy usually smiles quietly and doesn't talk much. Especially when expressing his terrifying appetite, he was silent, but he was still not used to it.
After thinking about it so much, Zou Yu smiled. Recently, she learned about some details of the riot in the military prison and guessed that it might be investigated by the government, but she never regretted it, because it was really interesting to see that guy tossing so hard.
Steamed anchovies and three cups of specially made rice wine on her stomach, she was a little tired, leaning on the table with her chin resting as usual, and then saw a very fine handwriting on the side of the table.
Zou Yu was stunned for a long time, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he muttered to himself: "Both of them are so cautious and make all preparations in advance, they are really brothers and sisters."
She took out the eyebrow trimming tweezers from her dressing bag. The tip of her brow was slightly frowning, but the tip of the tweezers did not touch her eyebrows, but landed on the table. Using the cover of her sleepy posture, she wrote a few numbers.
In the middle of the night, Xu Le sneaked into the forest again, silently wrote down the row of numbers representing the precise geographical position, and then slowly wiped his fingers on the table case, and with a rustling sound, the table case that was cut together with precious and famous wood suddenly disappeared. A thin layer of what was written there, no one can know anymore.
In the early morning, Xu Le escaped out of the capital again, followed the road leading to Mochou's back mountain, covered by the darkest night, crossed fields and streams, turned westward at the foot of the mountain, and pulled out the electronic map in the bracelet. , confirm that the pipe marked on the hill is an underground passage specially laid by the HTD Bureau for stray toads to lay eggs.
With difficulty, he drilled through the narrow and long pipe, pushed aside the weeds in front of him, stood up in the morning light, and looked back at the electronic fence in the distance. Xu Le determined that the federal central computer should not have noticed that someone had entered this wildlife protection area. Area.
According to the coordinates on the map, he walked towards the depths of the reserve. Along the way, he passed many tidal flats and wetlands formed by the overflowing water of Mochou Lake. Occasionally, he could see a few early-rising insects and condensed dewdrops. fight.
Looking at these subtle and moving pictures, the strange feeling in Xu Le's heart became stronger and stronger. He always felt that the ability of the charter brilliance in these days was far less than his own calculations. Could it be because he has no soul? The federal central computer, like the dewdrop on the leaf frozen by the cold wind, can only passively greet the molested by insects
If this is the case, then he will be very confident to win this war, especially after leaving the S1 planet, the charter computer positioning time will be affected by the long distance...
Just when he was thinking about these things, Xu Le arrived at the destination of the trip, and then saw a scene that was very shocking to him.
The core area of the wildlife sanctuary is a shallow grassy area. The newly born sunlight slants through the morning fog, making the water in the aquatic plants shine like pearls.
There is a sloping land in the middle of the wetland, and there is a tree on the sloping land. In winter, all the leaves have fallen, and only dead branches are left, standing proudly among the yellow grass.
Under the tree is the imperial princess who is being hunted down by the entire Federation.
Huai Cao Shi leaned against the dead tree and looked down at the book.
His expression was as calm as ever.