A colonial ship full of hundreds of thousands of exiles was preparing to leave the port. It was an old gray-white transport ship. Considering that its mission will not leave the Empire area, such a transport ship is enough to complete the mission. The conservative Melovas who embarked on the road of exile have all boarded the ship. They set off on a cold morning and arrived at Starport through the portal, without disturbing the tranquility of Shadow City. At the beginning of this long journey, not many people saw them off, but what made people feel emotional was that the only ones who saw them off included my elder sister and Pandora.
This is probably the last thing most conservative military officers would have expected, the see-off person who would appear in front of them.
"I don't like this atmosphere," my lord sister stood beside me, watching the tractor beams connecting the transport ship and the star port close one by one, and the small ground ships were leaving the transport ship's engine and debugging window. She brushed her hair together, "But after thinking about it at home, it's better to send them off."
Pandora watched the transport ship slowly leaving the star port connection bridge with a blank face. It was so huge that in our eyes, it seemed like a mountain was floating away from the steel ground under our feet. The little general stretched his body straight, I don’t know if she recalled the scene when she inspected those Melova fleets and watched them set off from the command platform—the last time she saw these veterans was at the port where the exile ship set sail. It is also quite emotional.
The spaceship left the star port, and the ring-shaped driving engines arranged at the waist of the ship gradually brightened, pushing this huge steel body to shrink to the size of a fingernail in our sight, and then turned into a blue-white The flash disappeared into space in an instant, and the exiles bid farewell to civilization.
Surviving the Stone Age is a difficult challenge, but I believe most of these people will survive. The transport ship will unload them to a selected ecological planet in the exile universe, leaving them with only a small amount of food, and then the spaceship will not return here, but will just stay in the orbit of the exile place, serving as a satellite and observing The orbital station monitors the situation in the place of exile. This is the whole content of the first-level exile, and the rest is to see how the exiles go on.
After leaving Starport, Sandora and I came to another universe: the residence of the Fourth Fleet and the Fifth Fleet. By the way, we also brought Tavel with us, um, we brought Tavel's mass projection, saying that every time we meet, we can only see Tavel's mass projection busy. How long has it been since I saw this? Is the body of the glasses royal sister gone
Kerudak, the capital of the exiles, has now completely turned into a vibrant and efficient planet. Although the arrival of the Fifth Fleet has brought a huge resource burden to this mixed civilization of exiles, it has also brought them incomparably abundant resources. Moreover, after the empire helped solve the plight of the exiles' living space and life-sustaining materials, this mixed civilization has no worries and can start their revival work at full speed. Now they have spread the fully developed colonies outside their own star system, established a stable information network and transportation network within the star system, and outside the star system, a large number of colonial stars supported by the empire have also been able to initially Survival, at least establishing a small-scale colony is no problem. Some of the old colonial ships of the Fifth Fleet have been repaired and are still in use, and the other part has simply given up on repairing. It is said that Kokokina ordered these space fortresses to be dismantled, and their life support, communications, energy, etc. were messed up. The system has been transferred to the surface. This is a very innovative move, and it seems to be effective now. With the support of these patchwork equipment, the new home of the exiles is operating at an astonishing speed. .
The empire’s help to the exiles and the outstanding diplomatic efforts of the tree elves now seem to have achieved great results. We can visit the planet of the exiles as normal visitors, and we will be welcomed to a certain extent. I don’t know It may have been settled, but the tit-for-tat feeling between the Empire and the Exiles had indeed disappeared. And as I said before, the new generation of exiles has not experienced the pursuit and killing of those years, and they are more receptive to the new empire than the old generation—maybe I should consider letting the Imperial Military Academy select one of the exiles now. Batch children to enter school? In my impression, studying abroad seems to be the most efficient way to export culture and compromise...
The small shuttle we took was directly docked at the building where the parliament is located. The latter had already known in advance that there would be guests coming, and was waiting for us on the platform with a few old men who looked like experts and scholars. As soon as I got off the shuttle, I raised my hand to the translucent woman in front of me to say hello: "Yo, I've been waiting for a long time."
The council seems to be dominated by a gentle personality today. With a slow smile, she said unhurriedly: "Your way of greeting is still so kind—I have already learned about the matter, and I want to know about the regeneration technology of the soul fusion body. Is it?"
It seems that the "Parliament" has already understood the general situation, and the experts and scholars behind her seem to be professionals in related fields. I nodded and followed the "Parliament" into the building. Anyway, there is no need for both parties to talk nonsense. In the council hall, I directly asked my own question: "Is there a way to create a collective consciousness of a group of souls that have merged together and have not been active in hundreds of years? You can Think of it as a special resurrection."
"The consciousness symbionts of the Naad people are produced with the help of racial talent," the council pointed to itself, "We were born in a network of distributed pyramid structures. Well, this network is completely integrated with yours, and everyone can The spiritual connection as a node is not the same. When we have a physical body, we are divided into small groups one by one. Each group has its own spiritual leader. A spiritual leader can extend his spiritual power to others. This leader acts as a 'server' with which other clansmen can exchange their psychic powers. That is to say, we have a large number of spiritual networks arranged in a pyramid, and these spiritual networks are included in a higher pyramid - from the higher level Spiritual leader. We live in this kind of network, we do not distinguish between each other, there is no concept of personal interests, everything is for the collective, like a swarm of bees, so we have the conditions to generate a community of consciousness.”
"Is it a network composed of a large number of servers carrying basic clients?" Sandora nodded professionally, "It's not the same as our spiritual connection. We don't need anyone as a server, and we don't need a subnet and a mainnet layer. Connecting to the grid layer by layer will reduce efficiency. However, for ordinary races, your spiritual connection method is indeed a little less difficult, and the requirements for individuals will be much lower, and you will distribute the computing difficulty to the network architecture. "
"Now the topic goes back to the human brain arrays you mentioned..." The council's body flickered for a moment, and the facial expressions and appearance details suddenly changed, as if switching personalities, "Let me see what they look like. Racial talent It is not the only condition that determines the success of consciousness fusion regeneration, I want to see how they are."
While opening the portable space, I looked at the council curiously: "Why did you suddenly switch personalities?"
"Oh, that personality was seriously dizzy just now," the council replied quite naturally, "I knew that my No. 26 personality would definitely not be able to handle it after hearing the bloody name Human Brain Array."
... Fuck, so consciousness aggregates can still be used like this? !
"This is the kind of brain array host." I released from my portable space a counterfeit host that I brought with me when I came this time. After all, if I want the parliament to help, I must at least give them a sample. A huge metal sphere with a diameter of more than ten meters was placed in front of everyone. Under the metal sphere was a base shining with faint light. There were complex magic patterns and regular arrays of crystals on the base. After the brain array mainframe was removed from those royal starships, a soul maintenance system was specially made for them. When Brian designed the human brain array mainframe, he obviously did not envision the latter being dismantled again, so their soul maintenance systems are all disposable, and they will be scrapped once they are dismantled. If there is no stability provided by this base, the sphere will The array of human brains will all die in just thirty minutes, and their souls will be scattered.
"It looks normal on the outside..." The council stepped forward and carefully touched the metal ball that is more than ten meters high... The base below, because the base is a full two and a half meters high, she couldn't reach it, "Is this the shape of your starship mainframe?"
"Well, for the sake of compatibility, the rebel army has completely copied the interface and shell of the Empire's standard shipboard host," I found the control crystal board that Alleria had confessed to on the base, and chose to open the host shell, "The next screen It's a little harsh—you're a little bit prepared."
"Zizi—" There was a slight pressure release sound from the surface of the metal ball more than ten meters high, and a little pale white gas was released from the joints of its shell, and then the base under the metal ball gave out a low hum Sound, the soul stabilizing array is increasing the output power to prevent external environmental stimuli from harming those souls who have lost their original protective barrier, and then the shell of the metal ball is tilted upwards, fully opened like a peeled orange petal, revealing Neat polyhedral structures inside, and arrays within those polyhedral structures.
"There is a red soul crystal at the core of this device, which binds thousands of undead." I turned my head to look at the council. "You should be able to feel them, in your current life form."
The parliament stared dumbfounded at the human brain matrix that almost challenged the worldview, and my face was extremely ugly. I said beside me: "I was also seriously shocked at the beginning. I didn't expect a normal intelligent race to collectively go crazy to this point, but they just ... Well, your complexion is not good, is it okay?"
The parliament turned its gaze, the details on the face changed again, and the temperament on the body also changed: this is another personality change. She gave me a look full of embarrassment: "Well... sorry, personality No. 14 has intensive phobia, and was just replaced. Now I am No. 18, probably... no problem."
Me: "..." We are here to do business today to save sentient beings, okay? Can you be more reliable
Of course, I turned that sentence around twice in my heart, but in the end I still didn't dare to say it.
Personality No. 18 of the council should be a guy with steel and iron bones and thick nerves. She doesn't suffer from bloodsickness or intensive phobia, and she is communicating with the trapped souls in the human brain array: she opens her arms, and her arms come from The elbows began to turn into light spots scattered in the air, as if the hands had dissipated. These light spots formed a mist and gradually drifted into the main unit. The soul crystal at the core of the human brain array must have resonated with the council, because I saw an abnormal internal reading displayed on the control crystal board at the base of the main unit. Of course, this abnormal reading did not pose a threat to the main unit.
"Aurelia partially activated these souls, freeing them from their centuries of inhibition, but because all the souls were mixed together, they did not present a master voice to communicate with," I looked The expression on the council's face kept changing, and he casually mentioned what the kite angel told him, "It's a mess—that's how Aurelia described it."
"Yes, it's a mess." The body of the council returned to its original state, and she nodded, "It will be like this if the souls of ordinary life forms are fused together. They are not suitable for the state of mind fusion, so they can only conflict with each other and their memories are entangled." , confused thinking, and finally turned into a noisy chaotic mass of consciousness, no one consciousness can be strong enough to remain independent in this environment. But there is good news: it can all be solved. They have been so chaotic and fused for hundreds of years , and now they are almost integrated, the conflicts between them have weakened to the point where they can be handled, and... I found that some of them have the upper hand, and they should be able to serve as the core thinking after resurrection."
"Have the upper hand?" Sandora raised her eyebrows, "I probably guessed what's going on."
"I don't know what you guessed, anyway, according to my observation, these souls were stripped at different times. The oldest souls have clear anger and a lot of logical memories, while the new young souls are more and more confused , confusion, memory is getting thinner and thinner, and there is almost no clear self-concept. This is a very abnormal phenomenon. It stands to reason that the independent consciousness of the stripped soul should weaken over time, and the oldest soul is also the most Weak, and the newly joined souls are more sober, but in the noisy group of voices, the young voices are whispering, only the oldest voices are roaring... Ah, you probably don't understand this explanation, That’s basically it anyway.”
I nodded: "I know what's going on: the oldest souls are the fallen soldiers who fought against the invaders back then. The rebels were unable to suppress the anger of these soldiers, so the extracted souls have been furious all the time, and the new ones The souls come from those slaves who have been oppressed for hundreds of years and brainwashed by the Melovas from generation to generation, becoming more docile with each generation."
"Well, so to speak, these oldest souls are really hard bones," the council showed an expression of approval, "Take these tenacious hearts as the main body, channel the memories of other remnants of souls and use them as secondary personalities, and then use It should be no problem to resuscitate them with the technology of the Naad people - we know how to protect the fragile individual mind, which is much better than you."
"That's why I asked you for help." I said to the council with a smile. I finally found a solution to a troublesome matter, which made me feel happier. But the council couldn't help but show a curious look to me: "Then let me ask a question: What is the empire trying to revive some of these cluster consciousnesses for?"
"Um, is this question important?"
"No, it just feels a little concerned. You should be aware that mortal souls have many weaknesses: inefficient, fragile, and emotionally bound at all times. Therefore, even if used in the method of the Naders, these souls are aggregated. They can only form some powerful spirit bodies for mortals. For you, this level of spirit bodies can probably be mass-produced by thousands of people with a lower cost. Yes. Isn’t it a waste to spend so much effort to revive these souls?”
"Probably..." I know why the council has such doubts, "The empire never does wasteful things, but if we want to make up for our mistakes, we are still willing to pay some price. I know an imperial soldier named Ola, For a mistake of her own, she and all her soldiers voluntarily gave up half of their personality, and gave up forever—the trapped souls you see, their situation is more or less the same as the hidden dangers planted by the empire back then Therefore, within its capacity, the new empire will correct the mistakes of the past one by one."
The expression on the council’s face changed subtly, and I noticed that the temperament around her changed again, and then this collective consciousness that had experienced many vicissitudes and dealt with the empire for tens of thousands of years nodded slightly to Sandora and me: “With I salute you in the name of the Nader people, it seems that although the Xiling apostle is proud, he is not afraid to admit his mistakes, with this effort, everything will be fine."
I smiled at her, and asked by the way: "Um... did you switch your personality just now?"
The Council nodded: "Well, using the words I saw on the Empire Data Network not long ago to describe, No. 18's personality is a bit arrogant, and she was embarrassed to say the few words just now. Let me introduce myself, I am Bai Thirteen Number sixteen."
I:"… "
Why did I never notice that the parliament has such a wonderful side when I was in contact with it before! Could it be because she was not familiar with her before, so the other party used official rhetoric from the beginning to the end, but I didn't realize that she changed her personality every five minutes
"Ahem, anyway, this sample host is here for the time being, and the technical information on maintaining the soul and brain in the host is in the database of the console," I coughed twice to ease my embarrassment, and followed behind me, along the way. Tavel (Mass Projection), who did not speak but was curiously studying the Toberu-style psionic device, pushed forward, "This is my chief researcher, I will ask her to assist you, um, and I also agreed as before. She wants to know how you gather these souls, and in exchange, we will provide you with the key technology on the secondary circulation of psionic energy."
This is something I discussed with the parliament through the dedicated line network before I came here, so neither the other party nor the group of scientists behind her expressed any objection. Tavel's quality projection will stay here temporarily as a technical exchange talent: the coffin control right This opportunity has been long awaited. She looked eagerly at the translucent figure of the council, and the first sentence she said had the characteristics of her mad scientist: "Meeting for the first time—I am also very interested in your life form, if possible, I hope you can cooperate with me More research, I will also give you more technical information with the permission of His Majesty the Emperor... "
Before the welcome smile on the face of the council could fade away, it froze for a moment, with a particularly horrified tone: "Wait... wait! This is different from what was agreed..."
Halfway through her horrifying words, her temperament changed again, and then she smiled awkwardly at me and Sandora: "Sorry, number one hundred and thirty-six has mild persecution paranoia—I'm number seventy-six …”
Sandora and I: "..." RS