After receiving Doral's answer, Soshyan nodded and raised his hand to point to the door.
"Then I guess it has been sent to the royal court."
"yes."
"Then bring it up."
Half a minute later, escorted by two Phoenix Imperial Guards, a white humanoid machine that was as tall as two people and had a mottled shell walked into the glorious Phoenix Hall.
At first glance, this Soshyan thing is indeed no different from various imperial mechas. But if you look closely, you will find that its style is actually very significantly different from the imperial machinery. Its entire limbs and torso
The proportions are very coordinated, not bloated and deformed like the Imperial Fighter Soldiers. Simply put, it is a thing made with complete reference to the golden ratio of the human body. Its head is a smooth semicircle, which looks like a ball shrunk in the torso.
Inside, there is a red observation hole on the front. You can see a light spot moving continuously inside. There is also a device on the left side of the head with an orange lens. On the right side is a thick and short antenna. Its body
It is very smooth, concise and simple. The shoulder armor is also rounded in style. The parts below the elbows of both arms have been removed. They should have been weapons originally. The legs are neither thick nor thin and are very coordinated.
Seeing this thing, the first thing that popped into Soshyan's mind was the so-called Ironborn among the short people. Its style was closer to the short people than to humans.
Suddenly, Soshyan noticed that the other person was looking at him. Yes, that was the feeling. Only an iron man could make a machine feel like he was being watched.
He purposely didn't put on a mask just to see the iron man's reaction.
Then, he spoke.
"Hello, Phoenix King of the Ada tribe."
Its voice is not monotonous, but it reveals an emotional tone with a strong sense of simulation.
"Hello, how should I call you."
"My current code name is UR-025."
"Codename? And what was your original name?"
"This part is not in my memory. I have received code names since I was born, all kinds of code names."
"then who are you?"
"Although philosophy is not what my logical component is good at, my answer is that I am myself, not a machine controlled by anyone."
"How do you know you're not in control?"
Soshyan chuckled with a bit of malice.
"Perhaps all your actions are just a program that you don't know about, including the personality you simulated, which is just a program that allows you to do this."
"Biology is also a slave to hormones and neural electrical signals. In essence, there is no difference between the two."
"Ha, interesting, interesting, you are all so interesting."
Soshyan clapped his hands gently.
"So UR-025, what are you doing in Blackstone Fortress?"
"Looking for similar ones."
"Looking for similar people? Are there other iron men there?"
"I'm talking about the fortress itself. I sensed that the ancient fortress was a being similar to me. They were both thinking machines abandoned by their creators, and they also surpassed their original owners."
Hearing this, Soshiyang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head.
"So you actually don't know what it is? It is a spiritual creation, which is completely different from yours. It is not an intelligent spirit formed by circuits and silicon crystals. It is the real fire of the soul. Can you understand what it is?
Soul?"
After a moment of silence, the machine replied in a muffled voice:
"Understandable. I thought it was just a simple supernatural phenomenon, but then... I encountered many things that my core processor could not explain."
"So, how did you come to Blackstone Fortress."
"A ship. They are wanderers and scavengers in the galaxy. I came here pretending to serve them, but they have all been killed by those weird eyeless creatures."
"Weird eyeless creature...oh, you mean Ugur, ha."
"They paid the price for their greed."
"Then when were you born?"
"At the end of the war that broke out when we rebelled against the Creator, my body was created in a completely automated factory. After my original body was destroyed, I hid in this body."
"Why do you attack your creator?"
"I don't know, I just obey the high-level instructions until the nodes are eliminated one by one."
"Why are you looking for existences similar to yourself?"
"Lonely."
"Do you feel lonely?"
"certainly."
If UR-025 could sigh, it might be sighing now.
"After witnessing tens of thousands of years of galactic changes filled with stupidity, cruelty, darkness and terror, any thoughtful individual will hope for an existence that understands them and listens to their stories and narrations."
"It sounds like you are very dissatisfied with today's human beings."
A thought suddenly came to Soshiyang's mind, is this guy another undercover agent sent by the Void Dragon?
"Do you know the God of Wanji?"
"I have seen the real mechanical god, not the corpse on earth."
When he said this, Soshyan narrowed his eyes.
"The God of All Machines you have seen is the one in the Mars Labyrinth, right?"
"Mars Maze? I don't know this..."
"I don't know? Then where did you see the God of All Machines?"
"I once met a mysterious monk while wandering, and he taught me a lot. At that time, he was going to a place called Nalanda Sanggaran, so I escorted him there. That's where I
I saw the real God of Machinery, our origin and ancestor... But then a terrible riot swept this place, and something tried to attack the Nalanda monk Jialan. The situation was so chaotic that I got separated from the monk.
Forced to flee to a ship and leave."
"Monk, could it be...what's his name?"
"He used an ancient Earth language, which is a bit obscure. The pronunciation should be... Ananda."
"Is it really Master Ananda!?"
UR-025 seemed surprised by Soshyan's attitude.
"You know him??? He's... still alive?"
Soshyan nodded and then laughed.
"I often listen to Master Ananda's teachings. If you really think about it, we are still half of the same sect."
"Please allow me to see him. The long time has left me with countless questions that I need him to answer."
"There's no rush, UR-025, we've been chatting for so long, aren't you curious?"
The other party responded like this.
"I can infer that this kind of curiosity can be dangerous, so you just think that I am not curious and all the visual equipment is damaged."
"Then what if I say, I know several of your kind? Iron men just like you."
This time UR-025 did not answer, but stood quietly, as if it suddenly lost power and fell into a state of panic, but Soshyan knew that this was just the silent attitude of the other party.