Technology: Breaking the Global Monopoly

Chapter 2405 Old Friend
Five minutes past ten in the evening.

It seemed as if the time left for photographers and audiences to stop and watch had come, and the projection drones that had originally had no sense of existence began to work.

506 mechas were enveloped by the sudden aurora curtain, and dark blue quantum lines began to flow on their shoulder armors.

The neural signal transmission system uses the newly upgraded photonic chip equipment to transmit instructions. The special logo designed by the driver of each mecha begins to increase in brightness. Looking down from the sky above the Sky Dome Battle Center, the mecha array looks like a binary prayer arranged by a mechanical deity on the altar, or like a sacrificial team.

Ion thrusters and microarray engines kept the ship stable, but they also tore the surrounding laser curtain into shattered prisms.

At this time, Gu Qing's voice sounded.

"Mechs, review!"

As soon as the words fell, the magnificent music on the scene suddenly raised its tone, and the sound of the horn joined in, which made people more excited.

After hearing the instructions, all the humanoid heads of the intelligent mechas in the array suddenly opened their compound eye scanner eyes. 1012 beams of scarlet rays pierced through the aurora curtain and also "shocked" the minds of many people.

At this moment, steel and energy materials seem to be resonating before people's eyes.

506 mechas moved at an absolutely synchronized frequency and raised their arms in salute.

The special alloy knuckles developed based on lunar materials produced a whistling sound that cut through the air at that moment.

"salute--!!!"

This voice has no personal color, but it has attracted the attention of countless people.

The audience began to stir. Reporters and photographers turned their cameras toward their favorite mechas, looking so excited that they couldn't maintain normal facial expressions.

After applying for a virtual shooting position, the photographer from AFP was like a mad monk, frantically looking for angles and focal lengths, shooting while doing post-production editing.

Although AI photo editing is now very advanced and can make fakes look real, AFP photographers all have their own persistence.

Suddenly, a scream rang out in the public audio chat room in the center of the venue: "They're moving!"

I saw that the right arm of each mecha was raised to the level of the eyebrows. This ancient etiquette posture seemed to have activated some special chain reaction.

Under the aurora curtain, the names of every engineer, scientist, and ordinary employee of Jiuzhou Technology who has passed away or whose names can be deciphered appear.

These words have their own unique brilliance in the aurora curtain. They are not only the glory of human civilization, but also the remembrance and mourning for the deceased.

Professor Zhuang Youwei heard some suppressed sobbing in the school team's channel: "It turned out to be Teacher Shen. This rusty color, is he dead? I didn't expect..."

"I heard that Mr. Shen was already critically ill more than ten years ago. He stayed in the ICU for three days and was eventually sent to the Titanium Star Community. Later, his wife also went there to accompany him. Who would have thought that he would not be able to hold on in the end?"

Zhuang Youwei quickly found the rusty name in the aurora curtain - Shen Dou. He was filled with emotion, "Old Shen, I didn't expect you to live for so many years. You are on this list, it seems that you have indeed joined the mecha project, but this is what you deserve. Nuclear radiation can prolong life..."

As he got older, Zhuang Youwei didn't know when he started to get used to the fact that people of his age, or even those younger than him, started to die in batches like a wholesale market.

He once thought about not taking the other special health products sent by Tao Yao and Gu Qing, but whenever he was unwell, he would still ask his wife to take these things out of the cabinet and take them as life-saving medicine.

Until now, Zhuang Youwei also knew what his situation was.

If he continued to take the medicine, he would definitely be able to continue living, even from 80 to 100 years old. But as long as he stopped taking these medicines, his body could only last for half a year at most, and then he would soon become like an ordinary person, like those old men in their 80s and 90s, becoming dazed and confused, unable to speak clearly, and unable to eat delicious food.

But he also knew that continuing to take the medicine would mean completely accepting his fate and acknowledging that his relationship with Jiuzhou Technology was not "pure support" as he had said at the beginning, but an absolute exchange of interests.

This was more painful to him than killing him.

After all, those rumors that had already been spread were obviously deliberately spread to him by those people.

Looking at the array of mechas hovering in the air, the old professor from Harbin Institute of Technology who had helped Gu Qing for many years suddenly smiled and shook his head, "Forget it, I have always been helpless to come and helpless to leave. If you can build a lunar city within three years, I will go to the moon to take a look and participate in the experiment there to let them collect data on the physical changes of the elderly in the outer space environment during the last few years of aging.

If I still can’t go to the moon within three years, then I should go back with my partner to amuse my great-grandchildren…”

Zhuang Youwei was thinking about the future, but he was thinking about where he would be buried. Others were thinking about future wars...

Uncle Sam, who originally had some thoughts in his mind, when he saw the unified movements of this group of mechas, his first reaction was: "Fuck!"

At this moment, a spaceship slowly flew above the center of the sky battle.

Its hangar door slowly opened, and the flashing red light, like a lit baton, caused the drones that constructed the aurora curtain to stop working, slowly rise into the air, and line up to enter the cabin of the spacecraft.

At the same time, 506 mechas raised their heads at the same time, and the cooling valves of all the mechas opened synchronously. The misty white fog engulfed their figures like the breath of a giant beast.

AFP reporter wrote in his manuscript: "My God, they are breathing in front of us, they are resurrected!"

And history will only record this moment: when the white mist dissipated, the mecha array returned to silence.

The sound wave interference device at the Sky Dome Battle Center was shut down at this moment, and the scene was filled with the breathing and exclamations of 50 people in different rhythms.

"Are these contestants going to battle, or soldiers going to conduct military operations? What is Jiuzhou Technology doing? Are they training these contestants into elite warriors?"

"Oh my god, this is so cool, the drones are like fireflies forming streaks of light, how big is this ship? Why doesn't the AI ​​tool allow its size to be measured? Is Jiuzhou Technology really developing a warship?"

"I want to participate too! Next time! I want to be the champion!"