Blackstone Code

In the room, Adam was trying to be a good big brother. While comforting his younger brothers and sisters, he watched a bunch of robots draw their blood.

These robots are very skillful in their techniques and can draw out enough blood from the children without much pain. From it, it can be found that there are traces of golden things looming in the blood of most children.

Although Aurora's chaos code can give it the ability to think, it does not yet allow it to bring emotions into thinking!

This is a privilege only possessed by intelligent creatures!

So it doesn't have a special feeling at all, it doesn't understand that it is witnessing the birth of a microcosm of the future right now.

Not long after, the children returned to the living room, and the robot left with the children's blood. The robot in the laboratory would complete the analysis, and Aurora returned to Lynch.

"How long will it take for our missiles to catch up with them?" Lynch changed the topic. When Aurora turned around, the entire living room instantly turned into the universe.

In the middle of the living room, countless missiles sprayed tail flames and flew towards the faster fleet.

"The first wave of collisions will occur in about twenty-two hours. At present, I have not detected any electronic interference, so it is difficult for me to confirm this."

Someone interjected, "If there is no electronic interference, does that mean we can hit them?"

Aurora confirmed this view, "Theoretically, this is true, but I'm not completely sure."

"Because the changes in the physical world are multifaceted, they may have defenses beyond our knowledge."

"Of course, it's possible that everything will end with an explosion..."

The next day, Kathleen took a plane back to the Federation after breakfast. On this possibly last day, she needed to be with the people of the Federation.

In fact, she is not suitable to be a politician. She still has too many bottom lines and conscience. Lynch did not stop her, which is what she hoped.

In the morning, Connor called Lynch. His tone was extremely excited, and he was completely different from him in the virtual world——

With Aurora's help, Lynch sometimes observed the virtual world. He saw Connor in the virtual world, ambitious, wise, and superb.

If anyone has the potential to become one of the overlords of the human world in the virtual world, Lynch thinks Connor has a great chance.

He has received a very advanced political education since he was a child and comes from a political family, giving him a huge inherent advantage over ordinary people.

At the same time, he is not short of money. This is also the most important part of the fight for hegemony, that is money!

As one of the shareholders of Global Communications, it is impossible for him to be short of money.

With sufficient financial resources, no retard, and great social influence, the military group with Connor as the core in the virtual world is rapidly expanding.

He is not the same person in the virtual world and the real world at all!

At least there he won't talk to anyone in this exaggerated tone!

"Did you have sex with Aurora?"

Lynch, who might have thought that Connor would say something constructive, or some ten reasons why he believed the war must be won, almost shut down, "Why do you say that?"

Connor's voice almost echoed out of the office!

"I heard that you brought Aurora home, and I also heard that it has a body and can be touched. Damn it, you must have done it!"

Lynch couldn't laugh or cry, "You only care about this?"

Connor asked in a matter-of-fact tone, "If I don't care about this, what should I care about?"

"I wonder when aliens will come to Earth, put their unique weapons against my head, and ask me if I'm afraid of death?"

"Or maybe they care about whether they will leave me a pair of underwear when I am used as a slave. I don't like to do hard work with my butt naked."

"Or can we capture a large group of aliens and let me try out the aliens?"

"Come on, Lynch, this is your job, not mine!"

"We do need to shoulder our responsibilities, but we can't shoulder them carelessly, right?"

It was difficult for Lynch to refute Connor's question. After a while, he said, "I just invited him to have dinner with me and my family. It's not as exaggerated as you think."

Connor suddenly looked very regretful, "I also want to ask you what it's like to do it with a robot..."

"Aurora?"

"Yes, Mr. Connor."

"Can you arrange a female, usable robot for me?"

"Of course, no problem."

"By the way, I hope it sprays engine oil when it sprays!"

"...No problem, Mr. Connor. Although your sexual fetish shocks even my artificial intelligence, I can guarantee you this!"

"Great, think of this as a gift when we defeat the aliens. When I get the news, send it to me."

The sudden turn made Lynch couldn't help but laugh. He didn't say anything, but asked Connor about last night's family gathering, "Did you have a good night last night?"

Connor's tone became lazy, "If you are talking about physicality and desire, I would say it is very ordinary."

"If you're talking about family warmth, I'd say it's okay."

"You don't know, this is the second time my wife has changed her body, and I didn't even recognize who she was."

"And my daughter, she is obsessed with transformation, and she has mechanically transformed part of her body."

"I don't quite understand this desire for mechanical prostheses, it's terrible!"

Connor's daughter used the need for performance as an excuse to transform one of her legs, one arm, and part of her organs into mechanical prostheses.

This makes her look very sci-fi, but Connor obviously can't accept this.

The only thing that makes him feel that he can barely adapt is that when necessary, he can ask his daughter to change her body.

As for his wife, there is nothing to say, even if he didn't recognize her at first, when she said the first sentence, the uncomfortable feeling made him understand who she was.

At the end of the conversation, Connor couldn't help it after all, and asked another question, "Can we win?"

Lynch gave him a very affirmative answer again, "We will definitely win in the end!"

In the universe, the alien fleet has discovered the missiles flying towards them. The fleet has actually adjusted the angle several times, but after each adjustment, the missiles will also be fine-tuned.

It's like... there is a force that makes them destined to collide!

On the warships lacking artificial intelligence, the brain of the octopus monster can't compete with Aurora's peak computing power provided by the brains of 500 million people and countless batteries.

Under Aurora's control, the operation of the alien fleet is like a child riding a bicycle in kindergarten, and it can't escape its path calculation at all.

These space warships are also assisted by artificial intelligence, but the codes of these artificial intelligences have not evolved by coincidence.

They are more like a calculator that lacks decisive factors. Even if they may have more advanced hardware systems and more reasonable and advanced algorithm cores, the people who operate them are still intelligent creatures.

The upper limit they can show is not the limit of their body's ability, but the limit of the operator.

When the operator's limit is only "1+1", all it can do is use the computing power that could originally calculate the Big Bang to calculate the arithmetic of "1+1=2".

The brains of intelligent creatures are indeed mysterious and have infinite possibilities, but it is difficult to compare with electronic computers.

No matter how those people preach that the computing power of the human brain is many times greater than that of computers, humans are ultimately inferior to the computing power of electronic computers.

So they simply cannot operate the fleet to make reasonable avoidances. They are at an absolute disadvantage in terms of calculations.

Seeing the dense missiles flying over, even if these warships have strong defensive capabilities, the alien monsters on them are a little panicked.

Finally, they made a decision and arranged three warships to meet these missiles.

If these three warships can withstand the bombardment of missiles, then the subsequent fleet will not dodge and will directly crash into them.

If these three warships cannot withstand the bombardment of these missiles, then the warships behind will evade and adjust.

A very simple but very effective method.

Time passed bit by bit, and the warship at the front of the fleet was ready to meet the missiles.

The captains drew lots together, and it was unlucky and drew the right one.

Everyone in the entire fleet cursed, and the only thing they could do at this time was to fix themselves in their positions and continue to curse.

The vice-captain was also cursing, recounting the captain's stupidity and bad luck, and it had been cursing for a long time.

The captain couldn't help it, "Shut up, be careful with your tongue!"

The vice-captain glared at the captain, then shut his mouth, and then the battleship was repeated with the warning "Warning: Imminent Attack".

A few seconds later, the battleship's repulsion shield opened, but then the hull felt a clear vibration.

The first missile exploded about ten kilometers away from the battleship, as if it hit an invisible wall.

The second one followed.

Only at the moment of the explosion, when the energy was released, could a trace of spatial fluctuations be captured.

Aurora's computing power was already full, and even the virtual world was affected. In the next second, brilliant cosmic fireworks appeared outside the moon!

More missiles hit the repulsion shield, and the octopus monster smiled at the brilliant fireworks that almost blocked them from the earth.

These attacks were indeed very powerful, but they could not break through the repulsion shield. It was just that the monsters seemed to be too happy too early.

At the same time, in a very short time, Aurora adjusted some strategies, and more missiles attacked the same point. The energy that kept piling up finally came to a big one!

Even the people watching the "live broadcast" in the shelter seemed to hear the sound of glass breaking...