Nolan is unable to take off for the time being, and the urbanization infrastructure work of the drone swarm has not been advanced to this barbaric planet for the time being. Hao Ren and his party do not have the advantage of maneuvering in space, but being unable to take off does not mean that they cannot do anything. - Under the scanning of thousands of probes in the atmosphere and Nolan's own powerful antenna array, a large amount of information has been collected, and Hao Ren still has a lot of information about this planet.
The eldest son's "brain nucleus offline" is basically an unmistakable fact—whether the deep-seated cause is his brain nucleus lesion, loss of consciousness, or some powerful neural inhibitory factor (such as a super super super super super power lullaby generator poked on his cranial nerves), in short, all the firstborn organizations on this planet have definitely lost their unified control. After collecting the tentacles behavior pattern on the surface of the world and scanning the nerve impulse map under the earth's crust, Nolan confirmed that the eldest son now only has the most basic conditioned reflex and self-defense ability left. The emergency regeneration mechanism will be activated at times, and the physiological structure will be changed when the environment changes, but all these changes are only completed by the tentacles with their own functions-this fully explains why the bombing of the Survivor Rebellion only caused the "limited counterattack" of the eldest son. ’ without drawing devastating reprisals.
On the other side, the "descendants of survivors" who lived on the moon and in space continued to organize counterattacks on the surface. They have a well-structured and efficient militarized society, relying on the lunar base to provide a steady stream of industrial support, these survivors have almost never stopped attacking the tentacles of the eldest son on the parent planet. After Nolan spread her "eyes" over the entire planet, she could observe at least one attack from space almost every hour, and the bombing that Hao Ren saw was actually the smallest of these attacks. kind. The Survivor Rebels do not only have air and space bombers like the Death Squad, they will use a variety of methods to clear the tentacles that continue to emerge from the surface of the parent planet, usually by dropping guided bombs from the stratosphere for carpet bombing, or directly Orbital bombing by firing from the Zenith space station in space.
But after Nolan's observations, she found that the most effective is still to use air-space bombers to carry out near-suicide short-range bombing-because attacks from higher altitudes can hardly cause effective damage to the tentacles.
It's not that it's not powerful enough, but that the tentacles of the eldest son have a stronger sense of defense against attacks from longer distances. It seems that although the eldest son of this planet has lost his mind, his "conditioned reflex" is still different from the conditioned reflex of ordinary life. Before they arrive, they will be blocked by various force fields. On the contrary, the suicide bombing carried out by aerospace bombers at very close range can avoid the "judgment mechanism" of the tentacles.
This see-saw war situation has been going on for many years, but Hao Ren can be sure of one thing: those exiles in space who were driven out of their homes are still far away from the dawn.
They may have tried their best to attack the surface of the planet. Dozens of battlefields are lit up by their artillery fire every day. On the planetary surveillance image Nolan built, the red triangle representing the "battle zone" can be said to be all over the world. However, This kind of attack may be able to destroy an ordinary planetary civilization, but it is impossible to fundamentally destroy a mythical creature. The tentacles of the eldest son are constantly repairing and regenerating day and night, and sometimes the speed of regeneration even exceeds the speed of being blown up, and the tentacles on the surface are only a small part of this huge mythical creature. His real body is buried deep in the mantle Under it, there will be no threat from the rebels at all.
He wasn't suppressed by mortals, he just didn't fight back.
And those survivors who keep trying to regain their homeland... are really like crabs charging against the endless ocean over and over again...
On the morning of the sixth day after falling on the planet, Nolan repaired all the communication modules and part of the weapon system of the spacecraft, and at the same time began to try to activate his main engine—the engine was not completely repaired, but its main structure had been regenerated , Nolan thought it was time for the first test.
"We should be able to fly tomorrow." After successfully completing the test, Nolan seemed to be in a much better mood. She returned to the 1:1 holographic image after a long absence, and reported to Hao Ren on the bridge He said, "Although it cannot be said that it has returned to its prime, it has at least 70% to 80% of its combat effectiveness."
"That's pretty good," Hao Ren nodded with sincere satisfaction, "After all, you were almost blown into two pieces by someone before..."
Nolan's face suddenly collapsed when he heard this: "Can you stop emphasizing this... Shipboard AI will also have psychological shadows, okay?"
Hao Ren rolled his eyes: "If this psychological shadow can prevent you from embarrassing me all over the universe with holographic paints like 'Galaxy Fastest' and 'Noisy Top Class' in the future."
Nolan's holographic image suddenly became smaller: "A little bit of personal hobbies, a little bit of personal hobbies..."
Hao Ren pouted, not intending to compare the truth with Miss Jianniang, but turned to the large holographic projection in the center of the bridge, and adjusted the screen to the observation of the lunar base: "Actually, there is one thing I still don't understand … When we fell on this planet, we did not hide our traces at all. I believe that the movement when you fall can be seen even in space, so those who live in the space station and the base on the moon must have known us for a long time , but why haven’t they taken any action yet? Even if they can’t send people down to make contact, it’s always possible to send a reconnaissance plane to take a look, right?”
"This is indeed a bit weird," Nolan nodded after hearing this, "An alien spaceship of unknown origin and 'crashed' in his homeland, no matter how you look at it, this is a problem that cannot be ignored. There's no way the survivors here can't care less, but..."
Nolan suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking, Hao Ren looked at her curiously: "What's wrong?"
Nolan blinked: "The robot is awake... I mean it's fixed."
"Wh... ah, you mean the lab?!" Hao Ren came to his senses and put the topic aside, "Hurry up and tell the others to go to the lab!"
The prediction data given by the laboratory host was indeed very accurate. The half-la robot girl that Hao Ren picked up from the crash site lay on the maintenance workbench for exactly forty-eight hours, and completed the maintenance on time just now. Homework, this can be regarded as rare good news these days.
It's not that Hao Ren didn't try to collect wreckage from other bombing sites in the past two days, but he found nothing. Without Nolan's support, his range of activities on this planet is limited, and within this limited range, there have been only three rebel attacks and crashes in the past two days, and the three crash sites were in a mess. There are quite a lot of scattered metal fragments, and there may be no recovered crew wreckage.
The eldest son's counterattack was fierce and merciless. Most of the wreckage that fell on the ground turned into slag. The semi-robot lady Lily met was entirely due to luck—Hao Ren had to admit after two consecutive days of futile attempts to retrieve the corpse As a matter of fact, the husky girl is a European who can ship, and he himself... is doomed to only salvage the metal fragments.
Therefore, the female robot adjutant lying in the laboratory became Hao Ren's only hope.
The robot lieutenant in the form of a girl is quietly lying on the work platform. For the healthy growth of the majority of young people, Nolan has asked the self-discipline machine to put a female crew uniform on her in advance (the kind that Lily wears when she is equipped with X on the spaceship. ), now she has complete limbs and skin, and the bionic skin makes her look no different from a healthy human girl. People who don't know will probably never imagine how miserable she was brought to this place two days ago From the lab.
Her eyes were closed, her long black hair spread out on the platform, and her slightly pale face was as exquisite but lifeless as a carved work of art. She is temporarily dormant, but with a single command, she can open her eyes.
"It can't be regarded as a complete 'repair'. In fact, more than half of her structure must be different from when she left the factory." Nolan had already read the report of the laboratory host, and at this time he stood by and explained, "The analysis host can't 'guess' out what the parts that have been completely lost originally looked like, so I can only make some substitutes for her based on her remaining torso, including limbs and a part of the energy circuit—in order to ensure balance, Her original remaining arm was thrown away. Although it is a substitute, it should work well on her body. The analysis host studied her control module and programmed all body components according to her own logic circuit. drivers, so she'll feel like her newer limbs work just as well as the original ones...probably."
"Can you not add the last 'probably'..." Hao Ren couldn't help covering his forehead, "Forget it, anyway, let's turn it on first."
The platform made some slight buzzing sounds, and the power-on command was input to the core circuit of the machine girl through an external cable, and the latter's body trembled slightly. After a strange "beep" sound, the regained The newborn robot lady opened her eyes.
A circle of heads, large and small, arranged in a ring in her field of vision.
"Oh, wake up, wake up, really wake up!"
"Hey—I'm going to take it apart with a screwdriver if she doesn't wake up..."
"By the way, why doesn't she speak? Nolan, have you made sure to install the horn for her?"
"People use higher-end sound-generating devices..."
A bunch of people were chattering around to join in the fun, and finally Vivienne made the final decision: "Don't make trouble, don't make trouble, I asked you to come here to listen quietly—what's your name?"
Her last words were addressed to the mechanical girl lying on the platform.
N-6 turned his gaze, observing the sight in front of him curiously in astonishment...
Humanity.