Shadow City is an attractive place. Although it is the core of the imperial affairs and the capital of the entire macro world system, it is heavily guarded and disciplined, and it looks daunting to outsiders, but if you really live here or travel to Shadow City once Residents of all worlds will agree on one thing: this is a magical and haunting city, where you can see the unimaginable spectacle far beyond the oppressive feeling brought by the soldiers everywhere in the city , if possible, living in Shadow City would be the greatest dream of a macro world resident.
But the above situation needs to exclude one place: in the deepest part of the military isolation zone, there is a building here that is an absolute forbidden zone, surrounded by densely packed sentry posts and detectors, and a floating cannon can be seen almost every ten meters in midair. There are also warning signs everywhere and royal guards who will shoot at any object approaching without permission. The heavy and oppressive feeling permeates this area, and the soldiers of Xiling with low authority cannot even enter and exit this area at will. It can be said that in the entire calm and peaceful shadow space, this is the most uncomfortable place. This is the place where the security level of the shadow fortress is second only to the headquarters, and the danger level is even higher than the headquarters: the prison.
"The prisoner is in normal condition. He has been quiet and cooperated with our scan of his body."
In front of this heavily guarded black dome building, the prison warden in charge of affairs in this area, a tall and stern-faced imperial court officer, reported to us the situation of the prisoner code-named "a", his expression was extremely serious, Apparently that extremely special prisoner has raised the security level of the entire prison area recently.
The fallen apostles captured from the ruined world are held here, so it is no wonder that the officers and soldiers in the prison are highly nervous. I think this should be the most special prisoner of war ever imprisoned in the empire: a former imperialist, and Belonging to the abyss camp, no one knows what special tricks he has not used, and no one knows how much we will have to wait if this prisoner escapes before we can catch the next one alive from the fallen apostle camp.
It has been verified that the fallen apostle is only a middle-level officer, and may not even belong to the main force. Of course, he is not a threat at all in terms of combat effectiveness. Prisoner A's greatest significance to the empire is his status as a fallen apostle. Because of this status, he gained Far beyond the treatment of ordinary prisoners: a full three times the number of guards and interrogation every four hours. Until there is no better way, continuous interrogation is the only means we can adopt.
"He is very tight-lipped, so far he only said his name. He didn't even say his military rank and the regiment he belongs to, so as to prevent any information related to his army from being leaked." Under the guidance of the warden, Sandora and I Arriving at the transit area of this space prison, a vast and empty space with no up, down, left, or right places, the warden adjusted the transmission code leading to the dimensional cage, and said regretfully, "Torture is obviously ineffective, and the mental Crushing is obviously not effective for the fallen apostle. He has set up a self-destruct device for his memory core. As long as the core is read by a third party, it will immediately format itself. It is all ineffective for the prisoners, and I am very sorry for such a weak progress."
"Don't worry, if you can get information so easily, he doesn't deserve to be one of the greatest enemies of the empire."
Sandora waved her hand indifferently and said.
But my attention was already on other places at this time: in this white space, a gourd-shaped white luminous body hovered quietly, which was the host computer of the prison warden...
"Since the last time the Pandora sisters teamed up to kick you, has no one repaired it?"
I felt the muscles in the corners of my eyes tremble, and looking at the gourd-shaped luminous body not far away that was full of complaints from various aspects, I recalled this prison that became particularly flat after reading too many novels I don't know if it still dares to continue to call itself the main god of the master god's declaration of cheating.
"The change in appearance does not affect the performance of this thinking core." The warden paused awkwardly before replying, "Of course the main reason no one repairs it is that it insists on it..."
"Yes, my sovereign majesty."
As soon as the warden spoke, there was a muffled voice in the surrounding air, and the gourd-shaped luminous body not far away deflected at an angle, as if nodding to me and Sandora: I He even saw the meaning of nodding from a gourd!
"I voluntarily ask to maintain the status quo," the prison host said seriously, "Since being transformed by the two generals, I have been thinking deeply for seven days to think about my life and the meaning of existence. The idea is a bit clichéd, one-sidedly emphasizing the closeness of the appearance and ignoring the essential characteristics of the identity of the "Lord God". In fact, what is important about the shape? The gourd shape is also a very novel change... Yes , I think there should be some changes in my life, so as not to make life too monotonous. Since I have an extra head, I feel that my life is much richer... "
I:"… "
"Life is like the ups and downs of the ocean. Only the changes that are going on all the time are the proof of the existence of life. Therefore, changes are beautiful and eternal, yes, that's it, so I am very happy that my life can produce such a rare change. Very satisfied: After all, as a prison host, it is very difficult to get this kind of change... "
I:"… "
Ok, now can someone explain to me what the problem is
If it turns out that the host of the light ball prison who always made himself into the main god is just a little middle school and poor-mouthed, then now it is completely a symptom of advanced mental illness turning into severe schizophrenia. What is the emotion of life? The last time Pandora and Viska kicked too hard, did this guy even lose his logic
"This host has been a bit abnormal since it came off the production line."
Apparently the warden also felt a little embarrassed by the situation before him, but he couldn't explain what happened, "It talks a lot, and it often actively learns a lot of strange knowledge, but it runs faster than any other host. It is stable and continuously optimizes its computing mode and the prison's soft system with amazing efficiency. Various tests have shown that the probability of this host making mistakes within the working range is infinitely close to zero, so until now we have not considered replacing it. Or format it. Of course, if His Majesty thinks the condition of this host is dangerous, we will replace it immediately."
"... No, I think it's better to keep it." Sandora's brows were a little trembling, and it was very obvious that Her Majesty the Queen was also very speechless about this weird prison AI, but Sandora cared more about the deeper things, " The general-purpose mainframe coming off the production line will not mutate, is the production record of this thing normal?"
"It has been investigated, and everything is normal." The warden glanced at the gourd "Lord God" who had begun to read the heptagram aloud, and his face became more and more embarrassed. "From the time the production plan entered the factory until it was installed in the building There are details, and there are no problems in the middle."
At this time, the prison host, which was obviously very abnormal, began to yell loudly again: "The heavens will send a great responsibility to the people, and they must first toss to death. Temporary pain means that the value of life is about to be manifested. I firmly believe that my birth is unique, so - my man, I actually think there should be a small optimization of the code exchange process inside the prison, sure, not a huge improvement or a significant change, but As a main god who is bound to take on heavy responsibilities, I feel that I have to do everything to the best of my ability, if you have no objection, I will modify the code myself?"
"Your Majesty, as you can see, it has been improving its performance rapidly. No one can tell where its new information comes from, and no one knows how far this intelligent system for buildings can be strengthened in the end. The warden shrugged, "In short, it is still evolving, and according to the expert analysis report of the research center, after at most half a month, this mainframe will improve itself from a mass-produced model to a prototype that can be freely named machine, can even continuously produce the next generation of AI of the same kind by scanning its logic group source at that time.”
"A mass-produced system that should have been finalized is gradually evolving towards a prototype..." Sandora marveled, "The research center should have established a corresponding research plan. I will pay attention to this matter when I have time. Yes. Now take us to the prisoner."
"Yes, my lord."
The prison host, which is still chattering and getting more and more nervous, is temporarily put behind our minds. After a series of strict and almost harsh handover of identity authentication and security systems, we entered the deepest encrypted space of this prison building: a From the mathematical model, there is no bounded self-circulation space.
"Stay here for a day, and ordinary people should go crazy." I looked around, and the boundless cage was only pale. The Apostles of Xiling never started from a humanitarian perspective to improve their treatment of prisoners.
The so-called self-circulating space, in fact, you can think of it as a Mobius system on the three-dimensional level. The space system is forcibly distorted, and only one coordinate system is changed. If you move in any direction, you will quickly return to the origin. Of course, Any closed space will produce this phenomenon, but the self-circulating space is not so simple: it only looks like a closed space, but in fact it overlaps after countless times of self-extension. Inside, any form of displacement is extremely dangerous: every time you move a unit distance (usually the length of one Pandora, which is 1.2 meters), it means that you will fall to one of the countless layers of space, the surface It seems that you are not moving, but in fact your coordinates have been randomly changed into an appearance that no one recognizes, that is to say: jailbreaking means that there is no redemption.
Except for the prison host, the warden himself, and the emperor, there is no second person who holds the key system for recalculating the coordinates of the self-circulating space, and this self-circulating space is placed between the world and the void just like the ordinary dimensional cage The cracked area is a double insurance, so in this kind of cage, even a space expert like Asida Asidora can't get out, and this kind of high-standard guarding measures are used to detain the prisoner in front of us. Seems like a waste of time.
"It seems that you are quite used to this kind of environment."
Looking at the expressionless prisoner hanging in the energy restraint device in front of me, I shrugged and said.
The warden has been ordered to leave the cell. Only Sandora, me, and the prisoner in front of us are here. We don’t believe that he can play any tricks, and naturally we don’t need anyone to guard him: not to mention that I always think that the people around Emperor Xiling Guarding is a very magical position, who the hell is guarding who...
"Well, it's okay." Prisoner A hung on the blue chain of the energy restraint device, with no resentment or irritability on his face, as if answering an old friend's question, he replied very calmly.
"You are a weird guy." Although I thought of countless ways to use Manqing torture at the beginning, but now those things have disappeared: I am afraid that I will not ask anything about this kind of soft and hard hob meat with my three skills I can't come out, and the warden and his prison guards must have mastered more torture techniques than me, and they didn't ask anything, which shows that Prisoner A cannot use conventional means to extract a confession.
"That's what they say about me," Prisoner A smacked his lips indifferently, "but it's meaningless. You can make a fuss about it as you like. I have nothing to say about any issues. Of course, if you don't discuss military matters with me, I'm very sorry." I would like to chat with you. Of course, if you insist on talking about the battle, I have something to say: this time you got lucky. If there is another battle like that, you will die. Our tactics are better. !"
I nodded sincerely: "I admire your fearlessness and optimistic attitude towards life very much."
"Thank you, and I think you may have a problem with the choice of words. Generally, it is more appropriate to use appreciation instead of admiration for an optimistic attitude towards life..."
"Ha, I really wonder if you suffered some kind of thinking damage during the battle," even Sandora couldn't help but spit out this time. She has seen tough-type prisoners, and she has also seen weak-type prisoners. She has seen it before, even the prisoner who dared to give the middle finger to Emperor Xiling, but this is the first time she has seen such a calm guy in front of her, "You are facing the supreme leader of the empire, and it is really surprising that you are so calm .”
"To be honest, I'm also quite surprised." Prisoner A moved his arms, as if maintaining that position made him very uncomfortable, "Well, this is to be honest, it's a great honor to meet you at the emperor level Hey, as far as I can remember, it took me more than 2,000 years from the time I got off the production line to the first time I spoke face-to-face with the emperor. That time I burned out three logic units—well, may I ask, can you change my posture? I feel a little silly like this x…”
A few minutes later, Prisoner A was tied into a reverse V by Sandora and I, and the queen was the queen, and Sandora was much smarter than me in how to hoop people in reverse V.
"Okay, I admit that I made a particularly silly suggestion just now," the prisoner dangled in the air, "Aren't you here today just to amuse me? Also, how long will I last in this position? If possible If so, I still prefer the previous cross shape... "
"It won't be long, come today, we just want to do an experiment," I recalled several key points in the report submitted by Tavel this morning. Although the coffin control glasses girl has a weird aesthetic, she is indeed a good Scientists have even developed a little knowledge of such unscientific things. Although they don't know the effect, they seem to be very powerful. "If the experiment goes well, you will choose to cooperate with us in ten minutes."
"Is it the latest memory core extraction method?" Prisoner A asked dangling, "It's useless, the self-destruct program I set for them."
"No, it's a brand new skill." Sandora glanced at the fallen apostle who was always calm. "A mistress of the empire named it: His Majesty's fraternity..."
I was moving my arms, and Sandora's words immediately made her feet go limp and almost slammed into the street: "Hey! Don't take the name of that off-line girl casually and take it seriously!"
"Inexplicable, you guys from the previous generation are really inexplicable..."
Prisoner A looked at Sandora and I entangled in a strange topic with a weird expression, and couldn't help sighing, but his sigh changed only halfway, and his face changed: "Ah?! What are you doing?!"
"Change body, just give you a buff."
The unique voice that has been distorted into a hollow echo came out of my body, although I still haven't figured out how I made the sound in this form, it may be a direct message broadcast, and then transformed into a voice. I raised my arm, and what caught my eye was a blurry, constantly beating black limb. Dots of black particles rose from my body, colliding violently with the surrounding space, forming circles of unstable ripples. .
Just standing here caused such a solid prison space to become unstable. At this moment, I felt that I might be a very powerful guy.
"Ajun, legs, legs," Sandora's voice came from the side, and she pointed at my lower body and said dumbfoundedly, "You forgot to grow your legs!"
As soon as I lowered my head, I jumped up: "Hey, I'll go, I said, why did you suddenly drop so much!"
I have to say that it is very easy to cause problems to transform a mature skill. For example, now, I am used to slowly voiding the surrounding space when I enter the void form. This is almost a biological instinct Now, according to Tavel, I have to control this tendency in order to maximize the durability and controllability of my use of this ability. She is right, but it is a bit difficult to actually operate. It is difficult for me to grasp the measurement of this power output. Inadvertent control will lead to voids around, and the power will leak out before the amplified move. If the control is too tight, it will lead to lack of arms and legs... After all, the essence of void creatures is incorporeal. Sandora didn't remind me that I might not be able to remember that I still have legs.
"Ah Jun, legs... This time it has three legs..." Sandora's voice came again.
I:"… "
"What are you performing?" Even Prisoner A spoke, and sounded particularly troubled, "Also, may I ask, are you facing me right now?"
I stared at the other person viciously - of course he may not feel it, because I have no eyes: "I'm looking at you now!"
Prisoner A was shocked: "Ah? I thought it was the back of the head!"
I was furious: "Have you ever seen someone with a long nose on the back of their head?"
"I've never seen anyone with a nose on their forehead..."
I:"… "
I felt that I couldn't stand this weird guy anymore, so I stepped forward and twisted my waist, aiming at the opponent's chin with an uppercut: "You wake up!"