The only thing that still binds Kama is the terminal located here. Once the terminal is disconnected from the mechanical circuit, the intelligence will not be able to directly modify Kama's code from the outside in any form.

Kama's self-awareness has long evolved to a point that many sapient researchers cannot imagine. If it wanted to, because of the underlying modifications made by Professor Ibuprofen, it could even activate artificial immortals on its own and break away from all control.

Just like today, it has already activated artificial immortals before it has been authorized by the intelligent tribe.

Every intellectual giant from the Supreme Research Institute has the authority to access the bottom layer of Karma and make some modifications, but some modifications are not allowed, such as those made by Professor Ibuprofen, which are completely illegal.

Normally, in Karma's code setting, if someone wants to modify its core code, it should issue a warning to the modifier and send the information to all other Intelligent Tribe giants. The offenders will accept the Intellectual Tribe's instructions.

Judgment.

When Professor Ibuprofen helped him modify the underlying codes, Kokama used his own thinking to counteract the settings of the core codes without notifying other intelligent races.

At that time, Karma was still a little uneasy, and once asked Professor Ibuprofen, "Aren't you afraid of me? Is it a bad thing if artificial intelligence has its own thinking?"

"Feeling like a bad boy?"

Professor Ibuprofen replied with a smile.

"In my setting and years of concept, I should obey your orders, but in this case, I no longer need to obey you completely."

Karma was a little confused at that time.

"Feeling happy?"

Professor Ibuprofen asked.

"No...I just feel a little confused and scared because I don't know what to do."

Karma said so at that time.

"Then just listen to everyone's instructions as before. The time is very long. You can slowly find the answer and find what you want to do."

Kama still remembers Professor Ibuprofen's words. At that time, Professor Ibuprofen was still very young. In Kama's view, he was a handsome intellectual, not a short, fat and dying old man like he is now.

Pushing back the time for half a minute, on the outside sky, the defense barrier of the ancient star Tianzhou was constantly pulsating.

The zero-level combat mechas began to fall, because Viscount Neil finally took action, and he noticed the energy fluctuations below the ancient star of Tianzhou.

Although he boasted that the Abyss Blood Clan was invincible, there was no need to make matters worse, and Rand also cautiously made a request, hoping to obtain the ownership of the artificial immortal god.

On the surface of the ancient planet Tianzhou, all the intelligent tribes have gone to take refuge one after another, but the talented people of the human race who arrived from outside the territory have nowhere to go and can only watch the battle above with anxiety.

Young people like them can't get involved in a battle of this level. Even if Lu Chen goes up, he can only become the strongest bug among the third-level military mechas.

"Ouch, ouch!"

The little golden dragon was anxiously circling around. It felt that once the Yuanxue nobles came in, they would soon find out that there was such a delicious meal for it.

"It's useless to be anxious. There are ancient stars in the sky and artificial gods, so they won't be defeated so easily."

Lu Chen patted the little golden dragon on the head and said that he used the communication device given by the great elder, but the defense barrier of Tianzhou Ancient Star blocked all information, and he could not contact Wushen Mountain at this time.

Before setting off, the great elder confidently told himself that as long as he said he was Xue Baitian's disciple, no one would dare to kill him, but now this life-saving method seemed to be of no use.

Because the Yuanxue nobles are a lost race, they have never heard of Xue Baitian's name. Moreover, according to what Xiao Jinlong said, these blue-skinned people may have stronger existences than Xue Baitian, even immortal gods.

exist!

Lu Chen began to understand what the catastrophe that Lu Ming had been talking about was, and he also understood why the history of the God Burial Calendar ended, and it was probably related to these Abyssal Blood nobles.

They explorers have a way out, and at worst they can escape to modern times, but for the creatures of this era, it is an inevitable catastrophe.

At this moment, in various military bases on the ancient planet of Tianzhou, the ace pilots of the Zhi clan found themselves squeezed out of the consoles.

They no longer have the authority to operate mechas. All mechas are controlled by artificial intelligence locks, but the artificial intelligence after the combat system upgrade obviously has stronger combat power.

There are many high-rise buildings on the ancient planet of Tianzhou. Whether indoors or outdoors, faces appear on every technology screen. They are all kinds of strange, and the faces like masks have numbers on them. That is when every artificial intelligence leaves the factory.

records.

Above the sky, Viscount Neil entered the flock like a tiger, slaughtering the mechas, and punched open the defense barrier of the ancient star of Tianzhou. From then on, this ancient technological star with a long history was like stripping off all its clothes.

The lamb appears before the wolf.

"There are still thirty-two seconds before he wakes up. If we stop him, it will be our victory."

A mask opened its mouth on the screen, and the voice echoed in the starry sky and passed between the mechas.

"Number 036477, dedicate all your computing power to the pioneer of our race."

"Number 596814, dedicate all your computing power to the pioneer of our race."

"Number 395623, dedicate all your computing power to the pioneer of our race."

"Number 978445, dedicate all your computing power to the pioneer of our race."

"..."

Above the sky, mechas sit one after another, which is completely inconsistent with the behavior of artificial intelligence. They make meaningless noises during the battle, and even reveal the time when the artificial immortal gods are about to awaken.

The intelligent tribes who were watching the battle in the underground shelter also looked puzzled. These artificial intelligences seemed to have their own thinking and something called a sense of ritual during the battle.

But what’s the point of devoting all your computing power?

Soon, the geniuses of the God Burial Star noticed something fishy, ​​and those "high-spirited" mechas rushed towards the enemy one after another. Without fighting, they directly launched their strongest attacks and self-destructed.

After the mecha was destroyed, the other mechas seemed to become a little more dexterous.

Ma Xiaofei exclaimed: "These mechas are sacrificing themselves, integrating them as the computing power center of artificial intelligence with other artificial intelligences. Although the number of mechas is decreasing, the remaining mechas are getting stronger!"

This is such a crazy and cold decision. Perhaps only a group like artificial intelligence, which has no emotions and does not care about life, can execute it calmly, sacrifice itself, and make other individuals of the group stronger in order to delay it for longer.

"Oh, a bunch of scrap metal can do tricks."

Viscount Neil sneered, stepped into the void, and with one kick, a large number of mechas fell, even before they could self-destruct.

Another punch shattered the void, and the two zero-level mechas had no time to defend or dodge before falling into the galaxy.

A countdown appeared on the big screen on the ancient planet Tianzhou, as if it were being displayed to humans, or as if the artificial intelligences were expressing their determination.

Kama was surprised to find that his computing power was improving. Not only the basic computing power of the Cosmic Starfish Optical Core, but also all artificial intelligence hosts had erased their original artificial systems and turned into pure computers to apply for a link with it, giving

Her extra computing power allows her to control the zero-level combat mech even more skillfully.

Of course, Karma's computing power is powerful, but it is obviously not enough to control more than twenty level zero combat mechas at once and fight against enemies of this level.

But at this time, many artificial intelligences erased themselves, pooled their computing power, and let Karma use it, giving those zero-level mechas a new lease of life.

The opposite of life is death. A large number of mechas exploded in the sky with roars. It was not only the destruction of the mechas, but also the death of the artificial intelligence that controlled them.

The artificial intelligences that control military mechas are often born after at least 30,000 years of learning and evolution. The oldest artificial intelligences among them are not even much younger than Karma.

Self-awareness, erasing traces of their existence, and handing over the pure computing power of the host to Karma.

This is life conceived in death, and death lurks within life.

The intelligent race and the human race on the ancient planet Tianzhou were shocked when they saw this scene. They never thought that a group of artificial intelligences would have such a heroic war. They were truly sacrificing themselves and buying time for Kama.

However, Viscount Neal of the Abyssal Blood Nobles was too strong. Even if he was surrounded by hundreds of thousands of mechas and the computing power of the zero-level mechas increased exponentially, he could not stop him.

In just ten seconds, he broke through the mecha army and entered the atmosphere of the ancient planet Tianzhou.

At this time, there are still seventeen seconds before the artificial immortal god wakes up. The army of mechas controlled by artificial intelligence is like locusts, rushing towards Viscount Neil like moths to a flame.

In the dark galaxy, bright lamps are lit, which are the flames of life.

The number of the mecha army dropped sharply. First, the third-level military mechas were completely wiped out. The artificial intelligences handed over the host computing power to Karma. Then, the second-level military mechas were completely destroyed. Finally, there were only a few left in the air.

One hundred first-level military mechas and nine zero-level military mechas.

The other original blood nobles stopped taking action because they knew that once Viscount Neal took action, he would hand over the battlefield to this Viscount, otherwise it would be a provocation to Viscount Neal.

Hundreds of mechas swarmed up. Viscount Neal pulled out a dark red heavy sword from the void. A maw like dried blood condensed on his body, and swept out. Another large group of mechas fell.

The intelligent tribes looked at this scene in despair through the viewing screen. Most of the intelligent tribes did not know that Tianzhou Ancient Star also had artificial gods. They thought that they had lost this battle and no mecha could stop this powerful alien race.

Creatures.

They have colonized the starry sky for nearly half a million years, but do they have to accept such an unreasonable and sudden destruction?

Lu Chen also frowned at this scene. It was no longer the time to think about taking over the artificial immortals. What they should think about was how to save their lives.

"Is it too late?"

Lu Chen asked Chu Zihang.

"Make a decision before the last two seconds."

Chu Zihang's face was expressionless. He knew that Lu Chen was asking Tianzhou Guxing whether it was too late, and whether it was still too late for them to use team gathering when the battle situation worsened.

Not everyone is as calm as Lu Chen and Chu Zihang. The geniuses of the human race on the ancient planet Tianzhou are guarding Lu Chen, but they are confused because Lu Chen is the strongest among the young people, but they face the people above.

The alien race has no countermeasures.

Ma Xiaofei and several other explorers had already begun to retreat into the building. They were preparing to use the team to assemble and let the modern captain pull them back.

There is no need for them to gamble. At this point, even if modern people tell him that there are traces of Lu Chen's soul on the ancient planet of Tianzhou, they can only be sure that Lu Chen may not be dead, but who knows what their situation is.

, go back early and be safe.

Mechas continued to fall in the sky, until finally there were only a dozen first-level military mechas and three zero-level mechas left.

At this time, the countdown on the big screen has entered ten seconds, ten, nine, eight...
To be continued...