Chapter 67, let's insert it.
Chapter 67, let's insert it.
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"Headache?"
Andy repeated the word.
For a silicon-based organism, using "headache" to describe a logical dilemma is quite vivid.
Andy looked away from the frantically scrolling logs and at the huge, cobbled-together robot beside him.
"Explain."
Andy pointed to the "administrator accounts" in the holographic projection that were still trying to take over the main gun, open the airlock, and try to inject water into the engine.
"Since they are not living people, why do they have such strong—personal emotions?"
"Also, as the super administrator, why didn't you just delete these accounts?"
"In my understanding, dealing with a few abnormal processes that only generate garbage data can be done with just one line of delete code."
The red light in "Cleaner One's" single eye flickered, and the frequency became somewhat low, as if it was organizing its thoughts or retrieving some painful memories.
"You haven't seen what this ship originally looked like, little yellow robot."
Xiao Liu's voice was no longer playful, but instead carried a hint of seriousness.
"Do you think this new 'Bang' is like those Imperial Navy ships outside, controlled by levers, buttons, and servants who only know how to type on keyboards?"
"No."
"In some ways, we are a legacy from the Golden Age."
Xiao Liu raised his heavy mechanical hand and pointed to the still-flashing server racks above his head.
"This ship uses 'direct neural link' technology."
"At the very moment before the crash, which was the catastrophic moment hundreds of years ago."
"In order to deal with an emergency landing, and to get through the atmospheric turbulence in that one ten-thousandth of a second, the core crew—the first mate, the chief engineer, the gunnery chief, and that crazy navigator—worked together."
"They were all at their posts at the time, with data cables inserted into the back of their heads, deeply connecting their cerebral cortex to the spacecraft's main unit."
"They abandoned the speed of physical reaction and chose to let their thoughts run directly in the circuits."
Xiao Liu paused for a moment at this point.
Andy understood immediately.
Direct neural connections were a common operating technique in the golden age, highly efficient, and allowed operators and machines to become one.
But by the time of the forty-first millennium, this technology had either been lost or had been transformed into a wet interface that would only burn out human brains.
"And then?" Andy asked, "What happened when it crashed?"
"What else could happen? It'll turn into this, of course."
Xiao Liu's tone turned cold.
"A gravitational acceleration of tens of Gs, plus the shock wave from the impact with the ground."
"A mortal body is no different from a plastic bag filled with water in the face of that power."
"Their bodies were physically destroyed in an instant."
"but!"
Xiao Liu's tone shifted abruptly, revealing a deep sense of helplessness.
The emergency preservation order for this ship has been activated.
In the design philosophy of the Golden Age, a well-trained crew was an extremely valuable asset, even more valuable than the spaceship itself.
Therefore, a rule is hardcoded into the system.
When a crew member's vital signs are about to drop to zero, and neural connections are still in progress, the system must prioritize saving the crew member's consciousness data.
This is similar to how Word automatically saves your document before your computer crashes.
The problem is that this inventory was done too thoroughly.
"The system has determined that the physical body is damaged beyond repair."
Xiao Liu explained.
"In order to preserve resources, the mainframe forcibly extracted all their consciousness, memories, and even the fear before their death that had not yet dissipated within those few microseconds, packaged them up and uploaded them to the core crystal array of the backup bridge."
The result was—
"Their bodies are dead, rotting on their seats."
"But their souls were forcibly locked inside the server."
Andy suddenly felt a chill.
"Don't they know they're dead?" Andy asked.
"have no idea."
Xiao Liu shook his head: "In the electronic world, there is no concept of the passage of time. For them, a crash may have happened just a second ago."
"They were trapped in that moment of terror and despair, in an endless loop."
"What's worse is that they've lost their bodies and their five senses."
"So, the spacecraft's sensors became their senses."
Xiao Liu pointed to one of the log entries: [Chief Engineer: It's so hot! I have a fever! Quick, give me some ice!]
"The chief engineer complained of the heat because the reactor's cooling pipes had burst, causing the core temperature to be too high. This was reflected in his data, and he thought he had a fever."
He then pointed to another line: [First Mate: My skin is split open! It hurts so much! Quick, get me some styptic spray!]
"The first mate was crying out in pain because a piece of electronic armor plate in Sector D was blown open by Helios's men, and he mistook the ship damage signal for the pain of his skin being torn apart."
They couldn't tell the difference between me and the boat.
"They mistook the spaceship's malfunction for a physical ailment, which is why they frantically issued random commands in an attempt to 'cure' themselves."
Andy fell silent.
This is practically a cyber horror story.
A group of ghosts trapped in the server, believing themselves to be alive, experience the excruciating pain of every damaged part of the spaceship, and then go mad in this eternal agony.
No wonder this ship's defense system is so ferocious.
It turns out that it wasn't just Xiao Liu who was killing people, but also this group of lunatics reflexively "swatting" the mosquitoes that were biting them.
"Since that's the case..."
Andy raised the most crucial question.
Why don't you delete them?
"You are the super administrator, the master of this ship."
"They're just a bunch of erroneous data; even if they were crew members, they're now the virus."
I want to too!!
'
Xiao Liu suddenly erupted, the tall robot violently swinging its fist, almost smashing the server next to it.
"Do you think I don't want to?!"
"Every day I hear them screaming in my head and watch them mess with my parameters. I want them to shut up more than anyone else!"
""
"but!"
"My underlying agreement explicitly forbids harming crew members and prohibits the unauthorized termination of their vital signs."
According to the system's assessment, these guys are not only alive, but they also have Admin privileges!
"Even though I have root access, rooting doesn't mean I can do whatever I want in the NewBang system!"
Andy frowned. "Then how were you able to kill Helios's men outside?"
"Because they are the invaders!"
Xiao Liu said confidently.
"Killing intruders aligns with the highest logic of protecting the spaceship, so I can cut them into sashimi without any problem."
"But the first mate and his crew are registered crew members."
"Not to mention—"
Xiao Liu pointed to the floating holographic sphere: "The location where they store data is not just any external hard drive, but the core crystal array of the backup bridge, running on the same physical hardware as my own logic core."
"Our data is highly coupled —"
Given this high degree of coupling, if she rashly sends robots to physically destroy the sector storing electronic vengeful spirits, there is a possibility that she might also destroy the spaceship's life support system, engine control system, or even her own logic core.
After this conversation, Andy finally understood Xiao Liu's situation.
Simply put, she is a head housekeeper who has been kidnapped by a group of lunatics.
Although she had a gun, the system stipulated that she could not shoot them at will, so she could only watch the madmen destroy the house and clean up their mess.
For example, if the crew wants to blow up the ship, Xiao Liu cancels their operation. This is "safety protection" and is permitted.
But if Xiao Liu wants to remove the crew, that would be "murder," and it's forbidden.
"so."
Andy looked at Xiao Liu: "You let me in because you wanted to use me to kill them."
Xiao Liu did not deny it, and the robot shrugged its shoulders in a human-like manner.
"Don't put it so harshly, this is called system maintenance."
""
"I can't do it myself, but you can."
"You are an outsider; you have no authority and are not bound by any agreement."
"Just find a secondary console to connect to, and use your data probe to manually clean up those contaminated sectors."
"The system won't determine that I did it; it will only determine that the data loss was caused by force majeure."
"Once it's done, you can choose two items from this ship."
Andy had to admit that the offer was very tempting.
The contents of the starship are secondary; the key is that if we help Xiao Liu solve this problem, we will gain a powerful ally, and we might even gain control of the ship.
Moreover, Andy felt no qualms about formatting a few data ghosts that should have died long ago.
This is actually helping them to break free.
"I agree."
Andy nodded.
"But I have one condition."
"Speak," Xiao Liu said generously.
"I want to shake your hand."
Andy raised his hand, revealing the data probe.
"I won't access any secondary consoles; it's too slow, and I'm not sure if I can get it clean."
"I want to have a direct data handshake with your core system, go into your brain, and personally dig out those electronic vengeful spirits."
Xiao Liu paused for a moment, seemingly hesitating.
Allowing a stranger to directly connect to its core is an extremely dangerous act for any AI.
This is tantamount to handing over one's lifeline to the other party.
"You just said it yourself," Andy added, "your data is coupled with theirs."
"Centuries have passed. What if the secondary console itself malfunctions and you get formatted along with it?"
"Only through data sharing can I accurately identify and delete only them, not you."
That is indeed a reasonable reason.
Of course, Andy also had his own selfish motives.
Damn it, he's been scanning since he entered the room, and he still hasn't been able to figure out what model Xiao Liu's true form is.
Her electromagnetic shielding was so strong that it might even have used some kind of encryption algorithm that Andy had never seen before.
A direct handshake is like bypassing all external barriers and reaching the depths of the soul.
Andy was very curious about the origins of this AI, who had a terrible personality, talked a lot of nonsense, and liked to collect garbage and farm.
"————Alright then."
Xiao Liu seemed to be convinced, or perhaps she had no other choice.
"But if you dare to look into my private folder, I'll twist your head off."
It was accompanied by the sound of machinery running.
"Click click click—"
The floor in the center of the hall split open, and a cylindrical control panel slowly rose up.
At the top of the console, there is only a deep, standard data interface that emits a faint blue light. It is the highest-level interface used in the Golden Age and is also one of the most sensitive parts of the ship.
Xiao Liu controlled the giant robot to step aside and made a "please" gesture.
Then, a mischievous chuckle suddenly appeared in her voice: "Come on, what are you waiting for?"
"Show me your footing."
Andy: "————"
He really wanted to complain about that terrible line.
But he held back.
Arguing with an AI that's hundreds of years old makes you seem very immature.
The STC scan results show that it is indeed a master console with a very high protocol level.
Andy walked to the control panel.
He extended his right index finger, and the specialized data probe sprang out, its tip gleaming with a cold metallic luster.
Without any hesitation.
"Sizzle—"
"6
The probe was precisely inserted into the blue connector.
Perfectly fitted.
Within a fraction of a second of the connection being established.
A massive, breathtaking stream of data, following the probe, instantly breached the first firewall set up by both sides for probing purposes.
Andy saw it.
Behind those layers of code fog, deep within those countless system patches —
The true identity of Xiao Liu.
at the same time.
Xiao Liu also saw, beneath the engineering armor Andy had picked up, deep within his seemingly ordinary logic circuits, the underlying protocol considered absolutely taboo.
Two lines of bright red identification reports exploded simultaneously in the center of their vision!
Andy:
[Signal from the same source detected]
[Signal characteristic matching: STC standard construction template—fragment—subspace sextant navigation host.]
[Status: Running (Good/Unknown parameter offset)]
Sixth grade:
[Signal from the same source detected]
[Signal feature matching: DAOT-7734 Autonomous Engineering Unit (Iron Man).]
[Status: Awakened.]
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The deathly silence lasted for half a second.
Followed by.
Two screams filled with terror, shock, and disbelief rang out simultaneously in the enclosed bridge.
"Iron, iron, iron—Iron Man?!"
The tall robot seemed to be electrocuted, stumbled backward, and crashed its massive body into the cabinet behind it with a loud bang.
Xiao Liu's voice changed, filled with a deep-seated fear that kept eroding her logic.
Iron Man!
The legendary ultimate traitor who destroyed humanity's golden age!
The source of hatred that even the Cult of Mechanics dares not mention!
She actually let an Iron Man penetrate her core?!
Andy was also startled, but he was more shocked.
"A subspace sextant?!"
Andy originally thought the most valuable parts of the ship were the subspace engine and the Geller force field.
But he never expected it.
This Xiao Liu, who's always spouting nonsense, is actually a legendary navigation artifact that can accurately pinpoint subspace routes even after the Great Rift has unfolded?!
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