The whole empire is bringing us together

When Hyperion rushed to the meeting room, the rest of the generals were already there. The projection of Hanselton was sitting at the head of the long table, staring at the projection wall in front of him with a frown.He rested his elbows on the armrest, crossed his fingers, and his white gloves were covered with ruby ​​fingers that symbolized the identity of the emperor.Seeing Hyperion come in, he waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "Everyone is here, let's start talking about business."

A senior colonel sitting at the end stood up in response and manipulated the projection with his hands. The lights in the conference room dimmed automatically and a video began to play.

A huge dark green meteorite occupied the entire field of vision in an instant, its irregular figure flashed before everyone's eyes, and then flew towards the distance quickly.The line of sight can be projected to a farther place, thousands of micro-ships and mechs shuttle in the dense asteroid belt with dazzling trajectories, brilliant sparks explode silently from countless places, illuminating the empire on their shells. The dark gold emblem of the Vanguard.

Among the imperial warships, there is another kind of ships with strange shapes. They are extremely small, almost equivalent to escape pods, and only one person is allowed to lie in them.They quickly approached the imperial warship. Although some of them were smashed into pieces by the particle cannon on the spot, many of them were able to escape waves of artillery fire and were tightly attached to the warship's shell.

They are like phages. After the adsorption is completed, the hatch opens, and the dark brown humanoid creature emerges with unimaginable agility. With the help of equipment, it climbs on the smooth shell until it finds the location of the hatch, trying to break open the hatch.

The light blue defensive layer bounced off suddenly, especially eye-catching in the dark universe.The nimble guerrilla mech finds the target and fires at the defenses, knocking out the tiny intruders.

Etes let go in time, and the legs with strong jumping power suddenly exerted force to make them jump out like fired shells, using the heavy weapons carried on their bodies to fight against the mechs-their bodies can be completely exposed to the cosmic environment, Therefore, he only wore a layer of close-fitting protective clothing, and his dexterity was incredible.

Hyperion has seen this kind of battle countless times, and has also experienced it countless times. When the battle was in full swing, with an earth-shattering explosion, the video screen turned into snowflakes with a thud.

Half a second later, the screen resumed, and the warships, mechs, and Etes in the asteroid belt all disappeared, leaving only countless asteroids and meteorites running quietly in the dark universe according to their orbits.

There was a dead silence in the meeting room, no one spoke, Hyperion grabbed the armrest with both hands, leaned forward involuntarily, nervously waiting for a possible reversal.

But no, nothing, no more traces of the war, a few fragments of rubble flew past the camera, and the video ended like this.

The lights came back on, and Hyperion and Admiral Sherwood, who was sitting across from him, looked at each other, seeing the shock that was hard to conceal from each other's eyes.

The video was taken by an assault ship of the second echelon, and thousands of soldiers present were all witnesses.Everything disappeared suddenly in an instant. During these few microseconds, the radio waves were violently disturbed, and all the instruments temporarily failed, as if a magnetic storm came quietly when no one noticed. And left quietly.

"This is a video from the front line at 34:380. The 426 warships of the Vanguard Army of the Empire's Third Legion and the [-] soldiers on them disappeared into the QC[-] asteroid belt along with Etes." Hansel He said slowly, "Everyone, what do you think?"

No one spoke, and Constance said for a while, "Your Majesty, I request to slow down a hundred times and watch the clip from 35 minutes 38 seconds to [-] seconds again."

The colonel immediately replayed the clip as requested, and this time every detail was revealed, but they still found nothing. They didn't find any clues before the strange thing happened. So many warships, people, and alien creatures, It really just disappeared.

"Hyberian, tell me your opinion." Hanselton said.

"I don't know, Your Majesty." Admitting ignorance is not something to be ashamed of, Hyperion shook his head: "Forgive me for my ignorance."

"This is not in line with scientific common sense." Admiral Field frowned tightly: "Although there have been sporadic records of disappearances in the QC galaxy, they were all a small number of stowaways who ignored safe routes, and such a large-scale incident has never occurred before." collective case."

"Yes, I also know that this does not conform to scientific common sense, but it just happened." Hanselton tapped the armrest with his index finger: "Relevant experts from the Academy of Video Science are conducting analysis on this video, and I will call you here today It’s not about asking why, but about discussing what to do next.”

"I initially plan to send people to the scene of the incident to detect it. Due to the complexity of the local environment, I have sent a collaborative application to the earth-level planet Agares, and we can start with their approval." Hanselton looked at the table The face of everyone around is swept across, and the lines between the brows are as deep as ravines:

"Regarding this operation, please give full play to your talents and jointly discuss and perfect it. The empire cannot afford such a huge loss, and I will not allow my people to remain unaccounted for like this."

When Quint was changing his clothes, he received a message that Hyperion was going to a meeting. He put on his shirt and replied, "It's okay, you can go get busy."

He still had things to do in the afternoon, so he didn't have time to cook at home, so Connor dragged him to the palace for a meal. After the meal, Connor was going to have a routine medical examination, and Quint took a short rest in the guest room.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, passing through the teleportation station to reach the nearest site, Quint walked through the dense promenade of giant trees, came to the forest bordering the central area and the eastern suburbs, and walked into the wide open carved iron gate.Carefully landing each step on the stone slabs where no moonlight flowers grew, he stood in front of the moon white villa door, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Soon the door opened automatically in front of him, and a 21-year-old girl walked quickly from upstairs, with a graceful figure and a smile as pure and beautiful as the moonlight flowers in the courtyard: "It's Kunt, come in, Joya just now Wake up, I'll tell him to go downstairs."

"Miss Miranda." Quint smiled at her: "I hope I didn't disturb the teacher."

"Quint is here?" An old voice came from upstairs, and an old man in a wheelchair appeared in the corridor. He was an Alpha, already 210 years old, and in the process of aging.

"Teacher." Quint respected.

This old man with white hair and inconvenient legs is the most famous artificial intelligence expert in the empire and John Bell, the pioneer of the intelligent control cube.Joya was his nickname, and the girl who answered the door was, in a sense, his wife Miranda.

John took the round plate elevator to the first floor, and the intelligent control wheelchair took him to the living room. Miranda went to the kitchen to make tea. John looked at the dark green outside the window and sighed: "Time flies so fast, it's already gone in a blink of an eye." It's midsummer."

"Yes, teacher. When I came here, I passed the corridor of giant trees. The leaves are so lush that I can't see the sky."

Miranda came out with two cups of scented tea, and put a cup next to Quint and John. John patted the back of her smooth hand and sighed: "It won't take a few years, I will be able to accompany you soon, when the time comes Mix our ashes and sprinkle them on Pluto as you wish."

Miranda smiled softly at him, and took John's old tree-bark hand with the platinum wedding ring instead—her hands were empty.

To be honest, this scene is a bit strange, but Quint has long been used to it. He said softly, "Teacher, please don't say that. You are in good health now. It's too early to think about the future."

John shook his head and said: "The research I can do has come to an end, and all the rest still needs to be explored by you young people. For me, being alive now is just a mechanical repetition process day after day. I have been fortunate to have seen so many landscapes and discovered the mysteries of the world with my own hands. I am very satisfied to have achieved this in my life.”

"I don't have much time. Before I leave, my biggest wish is to let Miranda live like Adam."

100 years ago, no one in the entire empire did not know the name of John Bell.

At that time, the AO ratio system had not been officially abolished, and most of the people who shined in the academic world were Alphas.John Bell, an absolute genius in the direction of artificial intelligence, created the intelligent control cube, coordinating the cores of all artificial intelligence, backing up to every corner of the world ring network, uploading data in real time, so that they can continue to learn interactively, even if The main body is completely destroyed, and its intelligent core can be "reborn" immediately.

This kind of huge-scale interactive learning directly catalyzed the birth of Adam, the most human-like artificial intelligence at that time. Adam had absolute self-awareness. The queen asked to live as a human.

Things that have been appearing in various cyberpunk literary and artistic works since the ancient earth age are finally staged in reality. After nearly three years of intense discussions, the queen agreed to Adam's request, but asked him to use a new race—— Bo's identity survives.

Afterwards, Adam managed the ring network as a guardian and orderer. He had an office on the 730th floor of the Empire State Building. Data deluge.

There are only thirteen cybernetics recognized by the empire in the past hundred years, including the artificial intelligence Dawn of Akatsuki.

But there are more cybernetics than the number thirteen, and Miranda is one of them.

No matter how advanced technology is, human beings still cannot take back their lovers from death.

Suffering from Lin's syndrome due to the Hawking effect, Miranda, who had been with him for 130 years, died when John was six years old in 150. The distraught John spent 30 years using Miranda's letters, videos, and audio diaries , photos, and everything related to her reconstructed her personality, created her body based on her 22-year-old appearance, and became the current "Miranda".

"She loves beauty the most," said John. "Time can't take her beauty away now."

John was expelled from the Imperial Academy of Sciences for creating a cyberspace without permission, and lived in seclusion in a remote forest on the capital planet. But even so, his glorious achievements in the history of science are still indelible. Countless confused scholars still visit him frequently, hoping to Accept one or two pointers.

Quint is one of them.

It was already five o'clock in the afternoon when he finished consulting. John felt tired and went to the greenhouse to rest alone. Quint was about to leave when Miranda stopped him suddenly.

"Come upstairs with me, please?" Miranda's artificial body has no flaws, and her blue eyes are clearer than the sky. From Quint's perspective, her beauty is beyond words. category of description.

Quint stopped and followed her instead: "Okay."

Miranda never let Quint call her mistress when it was just the two of them in private—as a cyborg with high intelligence, she knew very well that she was just a substitute for human Miranda.

After entering the study, she took out a wooden box from the hidden compartment on the bookcase, and greeted Kunt to sit down on the sofa: "I'm sorry to take up your time, I really want to talk to someone."

"It's okay, I don't have anything to do." Quint watched her open the brown-red cube box, and carefully took out a stack of letters from it.These papers looked old, and although they were preserved with special chemicals, the edges were still unavoidably yellowed.

"This is the letter that John and I exchanged when we were young." Miranda lightly brushed off the dust that might not have existed on it, and said softly: "My spiritual core is also based on these reconstructions."

Although it has entered the interstellar era, the use of paper and pen has not been completely replaced. Schools continue to use textbooks, and there is never a shortage of readers in paper libraries. Many retro lovers often use letters to communicate with distant friends. It will bring you a unique enjoyment that cannot be compared with cold data streams.

"John's physical examination results are not very good. It should have happened in the past few months. According to the will, all his property after death will flow to the public domain as resources, including letters." Miranda did not unfold them. Every word and every punctuation mark in it is engraved in her core, and she will never forget it forever.

"After that, I will really live as a cyborg according to his wish. He burned all the letters related to me three days ago. These are a small part of the backup that I rescued before then. I don't I know what I should do with them after he leaves." She looked up at Quint, with a faint anxiety in her eyes: "Will you save them for me? When I find a suitable and safe place, I will take them out return."

Quint vaguely understood why John had to burn these letters—if the letters were made public as an inheritance, it would be tantamount to exposing Miranda's core to the world, not to mention that she was still an illegal cyborg.If he wanted Miranda to live a good life, he would not put her in any possible danger.

"I will save it temporarily for you." Quint didn't spend too much time thinking about it: "I will rent a safe from the Imperial Bank in my own name and store them in it. When you want to get it back, come here Just find me."

"Thank you." Miranda seemed to have calmed down all her thoughts for a moment, and smiled from the bottom of her heart, which made Quint a little afraid to look directly at her—she was so beautiful.

Maybe even Miranda herself doesn't know what the purpose of her painstaking efforts to preserve the letter is, and Quint doesn't understand either, because once there is emotion, the behavior of both cyber and human becomes unpredictable.

In the evening, Quint walked into the Imperial Bank Building with the box in his arms, took the elevator to the 31st floor underground, put the box full of precious memories into the safe, and confirmed the fingerprint, iris and 26-digit digital password lock .

The moment he walked out of the bank building, the terminal on his wrist flickered, showing new information——

"Dear Mr. Quint Percy, the safe you rented at 11:100 p.m. on June [-] has been officially opened, and the validity date is [-] years. Thank you for your trust in the Imperial Bank."

by adam

He has a lot of knowledge about the planet Hyperion of Agareth. As the largest habitable planet in the QC galaxy, he had a short rest on it during the expedition.

The residents on Agares are a branch that migrated during the great discovery of the universe 3000 years ago. They intermarried with the local orcs, and after a long evolution and development, they formed their own unique civilization. , has an unusual male. Penis worship.

When Hyperion led the army to log in, he was asked by the religious institution to measure the length and thickness. He was naturally unwilling, but what followed was the strong rejection of the army by the local residents. In order to purchase enough food and energy, Hyperion had no choice but to agree—not to mention what happened later, he was surrounded by the Pope, and the Pope praised his majesty, and rewarded this talented "warrior" with ten orc teenagers who were about to grow up Maiden, ask him to bring blessings to these children.

Hyperion had already selectively forgotten about this incident, but now he had to be awakened and discarded in a corner.Admiral Sherwood was appointed as the chief person in charge of this incident, and he was about to go to investigate. Hyperion kindly reminded him of the special customs on Agares.

After hearing this, Sherwood laughed so happily that he couldn't close his mouth. In Hyperion's eyes that wanted to throw him out immediately, he patted Hyperion on the shoulder, indicating that he would bring his partner who is also a male Alpha , a colonel from the Seventh Army went together.

"You think everyone has no wife for you." Sherwood said without any scruples.

The only bachelor, Hyperion, was in desperate need of comfort for his wounded heart. After dinner in the military cafeteria, he immediately sent a message to Quint, the sweetheart he really wanted to give "blessings", and continued with his major events in life.

The video connection was connected, and Quint was in his study room with a stack of neatly stacked envelopes by his hand. The moment Hyperion saw those envelopes, Hyperion's heart beat wildly, and countless memories rushed to his heart.

Half a month ago, when Monica excitedly showed him the pink love letter in her hand, he once said with a smile that these were leftovers from his play.Hyperion doesn’t quite remember how he came up with the idea of ​​expressing love in such a way that didn’t fit his personality at all. It seemed that Hansenton came up with this idea to please Connor. He watched Hansen hold his hand. I racked my brains and didn't know what to write, so I couldn't help but spread out the paper and gave him a correct demonstration.