Arknights: Iron-Blooded Savior

"Since it is parasitic, it must need nutrients, and those infected with ore disease are their source of nutrients."

This is a simple logic, the Doctor blurted out, but then said:

"It's just that it must be much more than just needing nutrients."

"Regarding the activity of source stone, Rhode Island has been studying it for a long time since its inception, and we have actually done experiments on the possibility that source stone is a real living organism."

"We've tried many animals, plants, fungi, and a range of rare mimicry species, but unfortunately they all failed, and this ore seems to be just the most ordinary growth."

"A simple supply of nutrients will not bring these source stones alive as you say, Rankopel." Rankopel

looked down and thought after listening, indeed.

"Yes, Mr. Rankopel.

Amia also said to herself:

"Rhode Island has been established since its inception... It has also accepted many very serious ore disease infected people, and the size of ore grown outside the body of many of them has made the body... There are not many nutrients to draw on.

"But it didn't turn into an orange-red or even pure gold source stone, it was still... Pitch black color. "

And the end they face ... It is also the most ordinary ending for the infected..."

Amia said this, and her tone had become a little sad.

"Yes, you are not wrong at all, Amia, it is not that simple to truly awaken the true activity of this biological cluster. Rankopel

bowed his head slightly, answered Amia, and continued:

"Those source stones that grow on the host of the ore disease will not transform because they absorb enough nutrients from the host, but will only squeeze the host dry and return to ordinary dust together.

"So these source stones are only absorbing nutrients to the host according to the most basic autonomous survival, and there is no intelligence at all, and the host, that is, the infected person, can also use the source stones in the body for direct spelling."

"Therefore, there is a necessary and insufficient condition between nutrients and awakening source stone, and arousal activity must require the supply of nutrients, but just the supply of nutrients cannot awaken the source stone."

"Fik was able to awaken them because its Source Stone Technique itself was a revival.

Amia pondered and said to Rankopel:

"Recovery... This source stone technique... Quite rare.

The Doctor asked Rankopel again:

"Has Fick been selling such a source stone to the outside world, and no one has noticed the anomaly of this source stone?"

Doctor, maybe this is a little ugly, but Li Lingzhi faint is a human instinct, and what Fick has been selling to the outside should be the source stone mine that has suppressed the activity, and the increase may be two or three times.

"Some of the truly active source stone mines are firmly in Fick's own hands.

"And those source stone mines that have been suppressed to the point of not leaving much activity may also have an orange glow on the surface, and what is this anomaly compared to the profits it generates?"

This is a real vernacular, but no one can refute it.

So the Doctor thought for a moment and threw out another question:

"So... Orange-red source stones and pure gold source stones... Lankopel, do you have your own opinion?" Lankoper

thought for a while before replying:

"My current estimate is that the orange-red source stone is a transition period that needs to be quickly replenished after being awakened, while the pure golden source stone is a complete body of complete recovery. "

This complete body ... Their needs are different from the transition period, and their needs are no longer organic matter such as flesh and blood, but... Soul or volition, or emotion..."

"But I always have a strange feeling that this is not a spontaneous need for survival... Rather, some kind of forced extraction ... In short, the pure golden source stone cluster is an extremely dangerous unknown creature.

Amia recovered slightly from the great shock and said to Rankopel:

"Mr. Nalankopel, do you know more about the nature of this creature? Even those who have fought. Rankopel

shook his head and sighed:

"I'm sorry, but I don't know much about the nature of this creature until now.

"But I have a guess if this creature is something left over from a pre-civilization... Could it even be that this kind of thing [Source Stone] caused the extinction of the pre-civilization..."

"Invaders?"

"And after these source stones were completely transformed into pure golden mimicry, their goal was very clear.

"That's you, Doctor... The first thing they think of when they wake up is to devour you, Ota Babelia.

"So I hope you can think of something about the pre-civilization."

The Doctor frowned and replied,

"Pre-civilization?"

She has said this to me more than once.

"But all I have left about the pre-civilization is fragmentary fragments of memory, some images and words intertwined, and there is no way to piece together useful information from them." Rankopel

was a little disappointed when he heard this, but he still comforted and said,

"It's okay... Doctor, we still have time to go..."

Buzz -

but at this moment, the Doctor suddenly felt that something was coming out of his mind, and the whole person's consciousness appeared a violent tremor, and the body showed the same situation.

"What's wrong, Doctor?"

asked Amia as she leaned over and grabbed the Doctor's arm in a concerned tone.

"Amia... I see something... Please let me read it..." The

Doctor suddenly covered his forehead with one hand, gasping violently, he wanted to comfort Amia that he was not in much condition, but in the next second, a huge torrent of information suddenly rushed over without warning.

"Uh...!!

" The Doctor's body spasmed.

Countless pieces of information are building an afterimage of the past along every neuron synapse in his brain—countless tiny pieces of the puzzle are trying to come together into one... Slightly larger puzzle pieces.

Soon, intermittent words began to come, and the voice was both familiar and unfamiliar.

......

......

["Horta... Otta?"]

["Preses... Failed... Humanity has failed, an extinction, the self-inflicted destruction of mankind, and I have tried my best to prevent it... But it still backfired..."[

"Ota ... It's not your responsibility..."["

No... Anyway, I was also a supporter of this project when it started, but even if it came to this... I can change, Presses, and there is still a chance.

"The Tower of Babel is a 'collection' of all human spirits, meaning that it stores unimaginably great energy, which, if mobilized, may be able to reverse their destruction.

"But the AI of the Tower of Babel has gone into hibernation, relying on the human brain alone, even if it is a teacher... There is also no way to load trillions of data debrows per second.

["No... There is still a chance... Humanity's only chance.

["I will put ... 'Doctor'... Transplanted into my brain, so that I have enough computing power to control the Tower of Babel, the highest human creature and the highest sin.

["Horta

..."]

["I understand, Presses..."]

["All this can't be that easy, once I really accept 'Doctor', it means that I can indeed gain the computing power and dominance that is huge enough to grasp the overall situation..."

But I will also completely lose the part of the feelings that belong to people, and become a tool for purely digital games.

"But I am part of the human race anyway... I will survive with you, even if it is just the two of us, I will definitely find a way.

After countless verbal shocks, a picture appeared in the Doctor's brain, sometimes blurry and sometimes clear:

a tower.

A pitch-black tower that touches the sky.

The perimeter of the tower is filled with gold.

Golden lightning, golden flames, golden floods, golden meteorites, everything is submerged in a vibrant, pure, living gold.

And in the sky, there is a huge, indescribable and unsightly, jumping golden dome... What Rankopel said... Is it this pulsating gold?

The Doctor suddenly remembered something.

That was Him, and He cast His gaze down.

The Doctor thought so, and his gaze fell on the familiar gold—

ahhh

A monument to humanity.

The grave of humanity.

The collective of humanity.

Human alienation.

Humanity has come to an end in its long scientific journey.

Humanity becomes a collective.

All people belong to the same race: human beings.

[The walls of races have been crossed, and demons can no longer discriminate against each other with different races.

All people speak the same language together: the language of the human being.

The barriers of language were broken, and God could no longer use different words to make them unable to communicate.

All people use one thought in common: the human mind.

[The abyss of thought was filled, and the word foolishness was permanently erased from the dictionary by mankind.

All people step into the same class: the class of humanity.

The class gap was eliminated, and human beings were finally able to look at each other equally, and even arrogance was banished. The

tower is up.

The Tower of Babel is up.

The pitch-black Tower of Babel gathers all that humanity has, sacrifices everything that humanity has, and finally humanity becomes a real collection, and humanity finally arrives at the place of God.

Yet there was only one empty, blood-stained throne.

......

......

Horta Babeliya ....

Is that your choice....

Let civilization ... Survival....

At this moment, !!!!the top of the black tower suddenly

burst out with a pure white light that was extremely bright, expelling almost all the

surrounding gold in an instant.

However...... There are still quite a few golden substances still there.

Buzz -

These damaged golden substances all seem to be under great threat, most of them quickly rise into the sky and disappear, and a few quickly retreat into the earth and the geological layer.

Until the end... The white light slowly dissipated... The Doctor's body trembled and reached out to grasp it, as if he wanted to see the end of the picture, but it backfired.

The picture in his mind broke like a broken mirror, countless invisible fragments even pierced his spirit, and the doctor only felt a tearing pain in his head.

"Uh——!!

" The doctor, who broke away from the spirit world, covered his forehead—as if there was an extremely small unknown substance in his brain that was emitting some kind of vague fluctuation.

The numbers are churning, and the probabilities are colliding.

Calculate, calculate,

calculate !!!!