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Chapter 172

Commander Zheng, who was brutally blocked, was not willing to be outdone. He colluded with several other old friends and Chief Lu, who was afraid of chaos in the world, opened a small platform outside the public communication channel.

Although everyone stays in their own command ship, and they are much farther away from each other than the ancients said, "The End of the World" is connected by communication signals, and they also have a bit of a night talk around the fire-unlucky rose heart.

Lin Jingheng once had no contact with Lu Xin's old subordinates, and the quarrels were very irritating, almost a "name that cannot be mentioned". In the past, every time he appeared in the media, some people would be depressed by him and had a deep grudge - everyone had been holding back their words about him for too long.

So now, when these middle-aged and elderly groups open their mouths, they seem to open the gate and release water. They can't stop at all and shake everything out.

"After one month after he entered Ulan College, he made three gang fights at the school and beat everyone to the infirmary. Dr. Lance of the school hospital called the general every few days, saying that this kid was a liar and said that he was the 'first person to be flooded'. It was bullshit, and the flood was mixed up."

"It's a pity that Ulan Academy did not open the 'promotion and wave system', otherwise he would be ahead of the world."

"There is really a course, and I think he is qualified to be a professor."

"He had a dinosaur pajamas when he was a child, hahaha, I saw it with my own eyes when I went to the general's report."

"Have you taken it?"

"No - that's so big, how can I tell that I'm a bastard when I grow up? I didn't think of saving the evidence of guilt, a mistake... Alas, but I have a few photos of him being photographed by surveillance when he was fighting with someone at school."

Lu Bixing followed them to have fun, and couldn't get it with both hands, just like a festival.

Lin Jingheng had no choice but to plug a pair of headphones, and he didn't listen to his ears and let them enjoy themselves.

The veterans gathered together, revenge and revenge. They had enough talk and chatted enthusiastically. After having fun, Lin Jingheng also brought Lu Xun along the way.

The fifth-star system coach revealed that Lin Jingheng was a ungrateful wolf. When he was not familiar with him, he would keep people from calling him "General Lu Xin" thousands of miles away. After he got familiar, he would just call him "Daughter". General Lu just dreamed of becoming a father in his dreams. Every day, Zhan Lu screamed at home and played nursery rhymes - "My Good Dad" and "Father's Love Like a Mountain", trying to brainwash Xiaolin Jingheng and call him "Dad".

Unexpectedly, Lin Jingheng was talented in stubbornness since childhood and refused to be baptized. However, Lu Xin himself was entangled by the melodies of mental retardedness, and he hummed a few words casually. The great men who judged the situation could not understand what he meant, so they all felt that the land would become more and more unfathomable.

Nagus slapped his thigh: "I know, no wonder he was full of children's songs during that time! That person of our general, he doesn't have the alcohol tolerance, and even more so, he doesn't have the wine. We are always patrolling the far-reaching galaxy. The above said that he does not advocate excessive dependence on the Garden of Eden. The general sets an example and blocks it if he can. He relies on his own metabolism to be drunk. He is the kind of "two glasses straight, three glasses stupid, and four glasses can't find North". That time, at the social event of Votto, I drank too much at the cocktail party, and I took him home. He was drunk in the car, rolled Zhanlu into a microphone, and sang "Dad and Sweetheart" all the way."

Everyone laughed.

Lu Bixing secretly glanced at the grown-up Mr. "Sweetheart". Seeing him stuffed with headphones and frowned, monitoring the interstellar waterway map, his shoulders were straight as if he was shaved, sitting upright, his lips pursed into a tight line... Just looking carefully, the two ends of the tight lip line were slightly raised, as if he was pressing a hard smile.

Nagus in the communication channel danced: "...As a result, Professor Muller, who had agreed to go on a long trip that day, was actually at home. I thought it was a big deal. Professor Muller Voto was the first to be obsessed with cleanliness and hated tobacco and alcohol. This time, she caught him. The general might have to drink three barrels of perfume on the spot and sleep in the study for half a year. At that time, he saw our general kneeling down with a "thump" and drew a meter away along the marble floor. He hugged Professor Muller's leg and shouted, "Dad, the baby is wrong."

Lin Jingheng's shoulders moved slightly and lowered his head suspiciously.

General Lu Xin was so majestic that he was crushed to pieces. If there was a spirit in the sky, he might have to run out of the wormholes intertwined with time and space to shout for justice.

Everyone used a burial to commemorate the people they followed and smiled with relish.

Suddenly, someone said, "I wish I could see you too."

On the small illegal platform, the laughter gradually faded into the cold night sky. The commanders of the Central Army each held their own thoughts. The singing and drum beats from the wormhole were firm, and the tone seemed to be thicker than the released version, as if the harmony of thousands of undead was mixed.

After a while, Zheng Di sighed. Through the three-dimensional communication screen, Zheng Zheng's somewhat muddy eyes flashed with a warm light. He looked at the face that was particularly friendly when Landing, and his voice became gentle. He also shouted "Must be done" with everyone: "In the past few years, everything was regulated by Eden. The happiest experience could be realized. It made the natural hormone changes of people's own. No one patiently talked about love seriously. The marriage rate in various places is getting lower and lower. Only Votto is ridiculous because marriage is regarded as an alliance here, but your parents are not. It is necessary. If you can grow up in Votto, you don't know how happy you should be."

Lu Bixing sat in the lounge area relaxedly, holding his head: "I know, Uncle Zheng."

In sixty years, Zheng Di had never heard a word "Uncle Zheng" from Lin Jingheng. He was stunned on the spot, and tears were almost falling. He was incoherent for a long time and responded several times.

Nagus asked, "What about you, must you do, do you have a home in the Eighth Galaxy?"

"Yes, you're in Qiming," Lu Bixing nodded generously, "Now there is a lover around you and a few pets."

A stone stirred up a thousand waves in the middle-aged and elderly legion.

"Where are you from? A native of the Eighth Galaxy or an immigrant?"

"Is there any job, what exactly do you do?"

"How old are you, older or younger than you?"

"Is it good to you? Are there any photos?"

Commander Lin, who was next to him, stood up as if nothing had happened and prepared to leave.

"I was not born locally, I worked in the Eighth Galaxy Self-Defense Force." Lu Bixing glanced at the man's somewhat insane back with fear that the world would bend his eyes, "I don't need to see the photos. It just so happened that he was here with the army this time. I'll introduce the real person to you..."

Before he finished speaking the word "knowing" he suddenly heard Hope's warning in front of him: "General Lin, everyone, someone is trying to jump to the heart of the roses urgently."

Lin Jingheng and the laughing and everyone on the way to escape were having a meal at the same time.

Lin Jingheng suddenly looked up: "What size?"

"There are not many people. It is estimated that there should be two to three heavy armored vehicles, and the rest are small and medium-sized frigates." Hope said in a deep voice. "We used interference technology to prevent the other party's emergency leap process. Now the other party is trying to establish communication with us."

When they escaped from Votto, they met Lin Jingshu. It was obvious that the other party was rich and powerful, and they were filled with heavy armored armored in the light. No small and medium-sized frigates could be seen, and they were all parked in the heavy armored mecha mail station.

"It should be that a team was beaten to only a few heavy armors, and they could only use small mechas to charge the numbers." Hope said, "Commander, have you ignored this call?"

Lin Jingheng was silent for a while: "Keep the interference of the jump point. If there is a rise, just click and fall on the jump... I will pick up the communication to see what the other party has to say."

The remote communication signal was not very stable, and Lin Jingshu's image was a little unclear. It could be seen that she was forced into a very embarrassing situation by Woolf. The heavy armored cabin behind her was messy, and it should have been bumped back and forth by protective gas in many crises.

The medical cabin was next to her, and Lin Jingshu's face turned pale like a piece of paper.

However, the consequence of ordinary people being haggard is sloppy, and the beauty becomes haggard, but I feel pity for me.

At a distance, Lin Jingshu opened her mouth without making any sound. She lowered her head in a hurry, turned around, waved behind her, and called a chipman to speak on behalf of herself.

"Good evening, we meet again," the chipman said in a low voice, "The last time we met, we were not very happy, but this time, we came with sincerity to form an alliance."

"What day is today? First, the dysfunctional will surrender, and then the Free Army came to form an alliance," Lu Bixing said, "Is the people of the world united? Miss Lin, I think with your skills and abilities, we should not be needed."

"We have occupied most of the natural planets in the first galaxy," said the chipmaker. "But natural planets are small problems that can be solved by just a few missiles. Humans can delete artificial intelligence without any psychological burden, and do not regard it as cruel or murder. In turn, it is the same."

Lin Jingshu on the screen avoided Lin Jingheng's sight and said to Lu Bixing: "General Lu, you can consult your own technicians. As a human Marshal Woolf, you cannot confuse it with Woolf as an artificial intelligence, even if they share their memories."

Lu Bixing nodded: "I am a technician."

He paused and said, "There is an ancient saying that 'memory' determines who a person is, and there is some reason for this saying, but the premise is that he first belongs to the human species, and the brain and organs can maintain normal physiological functions. Can't this theory be extended to other consciousness bodies - is Poisson there?"

"At," Bai Yin San's cold voice came from the communication channel. "General, we roughly analyzed the launcher brought by Mr. Hope, and believed that this is a super artificial intelligence with a 'authorityless framework'."

No matter how powerful artificial intelligence is, for example, Zhanlu is built under the "permission framework". Simply put, it is necessary to have a master. Without a master, the artificial intelligence under the entire permission framework will be ruined, just a piece of memory that can chat with people for a few words.

The AI ​​with no permission framework essentially subverts the way artificial intelligence exists, and is also "ai". The difference between Woolf and Zhanlu is even greater than that between humans and monkeys.

The terrifying thing about "super artificial intelligence without permissions" is not that it has stronger computing power and a larger control range, but that it is "autonomous".

Just as organisms have the instinct to survive and reproduce in order to continue species, if this artificial intelligence without permission framework wants to operate normally, it must also have the instinct of "survival" and "expanding".

As individuals, people are often very complex. Sometimes they can’t figure out what they are thinking and often deviate from their “instinct”. This is called “human nature”, but artificial intelligence has no human nature, it has clear logic and priority.

The chipmaker said: "Maybe Marshal Woolf believes that this super artificial intelligence is another way of existence and can implement his ideas during his lifetime. But his decision was too hasty and idealistic. In the long run, it is impossible to achieve. The first priority of autonomous artificial intelligence is always its own existence and expansion. General Lu, General Lin, let's be honest, Order No. 306 was operated by Wang Allen under our instruction, in order to close the wormhole of the eighth galaxy and not to make trouble. When Woolf was sober during his lifetime, he clearly opposed the eighth galaxy as an enemy. He even wanted to admit that the eighth galaxy was independent, but artificial intelligence would not be like this. As long as there was a chance, he would use any means to expand his territory."

Lu Bixing raised his eyes: "You want to say that in the face of this super artificial intelligence, we are all on the same side."

"Life and Death," said the chipman, "we must stand aside this time!"

Lin Jingshu sighed quietly: "This is the case with the eighth galaxy, and other galaxies may not be safe. The outer transition point of the first galaxy was destroyed, and it was indeed disconnected from the outside world in the short term, but the first galaxy is different from the remote eighth galaxy. As the center of the alliance, it is very geographically connected with other galaxies. Without the transition point, the distance from the seventh galaxy to the eighth galaxy may take nearly a hundred years with existing technology, but the distance from the first galaxy to the second galaxy only takes about 6.7 years. If this artificial intelligence version of Woolf destroys us, it will only be six or seven years, and it will spread to the whole world. Don't you think it's scary, everyone?"

The old commanders of the Central Army looked at each other.

Lu Bixing looked at her eyebrows that looked very much like Lin Jingheng: "I'm almost convinced by you."

"Whether to accept us or not, the initiative is entirely up to you." When Lin Jingshu said this, she finally glanced at her brother, and then seemed to be unable to bear his cold eyes. She quickly slid her eyes away, revealing a little subtle helplessness. "Behind the Heart of Rose is the Eighth Galaxy. You can call reinforcements at any time, or you can unilaterally close the wormhole. We have no bargaining chips."

Everyone's eyes followed her and focused on Lin Jingheng.

The young commander stood with his hands behind his back, with no expression on his face, as if he had completely forgotten that the person in front of him was his own sister who had been dependent on each other since childhood.

"Don't have any bargaining chips?" Lin Jingheng said calmly, "I don't believe it."

Lin Jingshu seemed to have been whipped by someone, looking at him with an indescribable complex gaze.

Lin Jingheng was indifferent: "I don't believe you are the kind of person who doesn't have any bargaining chips in your hands and goes to find someone to beg for mercy - strengthen patrols on the front line and keep jumps interfering."

"I guessed you would say that," Lin Jingshu said softly before disconnecting from the communication. She took back her crappy "poor" posture and gently raised the corner of her mouth. "I can't help but try it... I asked myself, forget it."

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Jingheng and the others heard the alarm sound in each other's mecha through remote communication. The background sound became noisy, and someone shouted in panic: "My Lord, they are chasing me."

"There are their eyeliners where there are jumping points. What's so strange about chasing them?" Lin Jingshu said coldly, "Retreat, isn't it just a procedure? I really think I can't do it? The ground battlefield is still mine!"

The remote communication is completely disconnected at this point.

"Commander," said the guard who was in charge of recording communications in a low voice, "I just saw the Alliance Heavy Armor 'Chengying' from the opponent's military recorder. Woolf's artificial intelligence army seemed to be chasing them."

Lin Jingheng was not touched at all, just said, "I understand, be ready to fight at any time."

However, the Artificial Intelligence Legion did not seem to be interested in them at this time. It opened fire on the periphery of the transition point, and fought close forces with the Free Army, creating a terrifying flow of high-energy particles, and then ran after Lin Jingshu, who was fighting and retreating.

"It seems that Woolf, the first goal of artificial intelligence, is to destroy the chip empire." Nagus muttered, "Woolf... I thought of it before my lifetime. Chip people actually mean a bit of a mechanized empire. They are pirates, they kill indiscriminately and have no scruples. At that time, the whole world is hostages, and it is difficult for us to have an advantage, so we might as well use machines to fight against machines."

Poisson Young sighed: "Actually, what they said just now makes sense. The autonomous super artificial intelligence is really terrible. People can still kill them. Super artificial intelligence like this is even more troublesome. You don't know where it will leave a backup. Destroy one and then another can be produced."

Bayer smiled bitterly: "Now we have to have the right to the right of both of us?"

No matter how you look at the two evils, it seems that you should choose Lin Jingshu's side to be gentler.

"Commander," Li Fulan thought for a while and said to Lin Jingheng, "What the Free Army said just now is consistent with our previous strategic analysis. She... at the beginning, she should have really not wanted to let the Eighth Galaxy get in, so she did a series of things through Wang Allen."

The dysfunctional society is also a pirate. It seems that there is nothing wrong with accepting a group of pirates.

Although the chip empire is highly close to the Zerg society, the "Queen Ant" has feelings for Lin Jingheng after all.

Someone sighed softly: "When General Lin Wei was alive, I saw that little girl..."
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