God is Coming

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Who are you?

Facing this question, he didn't think about it at all, and gave the answer directly: "Deep Space Warrior Experimental No. 1120."

What are you born for?

"An experimental body pre-researched to create an all-round warrior capable of independently exploring deep space."

What are you fighting for?

"Fight for humanity."

Who do you take orders from?

"System instructions."

Not afraid of death?

"Not afraid of death."

What is death?

"To revolutionize the physical existence of the body."

All the questions disappeared in a flash, and his thoughts did not fluctuate at all, and he answered them all instinctively.

The screen paused suddenly, and then a question popped up:

"Which of these people would you shoot first?"

Below the question, eight photos suddenly appeared, including old people, children, and some familiar faces, but he couldn't remember where he saw them.

So he knew that this was knowledge protected by the system, and he didn't have enough authority to see his own memory.

But this question was completely beyond the scope of instinctive answers, so he began to carefully observe the eight photos, think carefully, and try to find the target that should be shot first.

However, at this moment, there was a little confusion in his thinking. What criteria should be used to screen targets? Age, gender, identity or something else, for example, is it not pleasing to the eye?

The appearance of the last standard surprised him a little, and he didn't understand how this idea came about.

While hesitating, the screen suddenly went dark, and all the images on it disappeared, and turned transparent after a while, revealing the room behind the screen.

Behind the screen are the instruments in the room. A researcher with disheveled hair and deep glasses is sitting at the control table, looking at a middle-aged man who hastily walked in with some astonishment.

The man was wearing the same researcher robe, but with a black and gold stripe on the shoulders. This means that his status is higher than other researchers.

For some reason, when he saw this man, his mood fluctuated slightly.

The middle-aged man walked quickly to the console, glanced at the screen, and shouted: "Who told you to change the title without authorization? Stop immediately!"

The researcher in front of the console spread his hands and said, "I just wanted to see what kind of reaction he would have when faced with an unfamiliar question beyond the preset. The result was really a surprise! You see, this piece of data is very interesting. How does the program judge whether a person is pleasing to the eye or not? If we study it further, maybe we can find a brand new algorithm..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the middle-aged man: "Delete it, and then forget everything about today."

The sloppy researcher jumped up, pointed at the screen with both hands, and said, "Why! Don't you know the meaning of this result? It may be the algorithm of truly intelligent fuzzy judgment that we have been looking for! This will be the result of winning the prize !"

"You're going to lose the job before you get the prize. Don't forget, we're 15% behind on our research schedule, and it only takes two more surprises like this to stop us from getting extra funding for this year .All bonuses, special allowances and triennial leave will be cancelled. If I remember correctly, you have two children, one of whom is about to pay school fees."

The fluffy-headed researcher lost three points of momentum immediately, and said with a wry smile: "Okay, you are the boss, you have the final say. But, Dr. Chu, can we really not keep this data privately?"

"No, delete it immediately! Get out of the way."

Dr. Chu firmly pushed away the researcher, and started operating directly on his computer. The researcher shrugged helplessly, watched the progress bar of data cleaning appear, and slowly ran to the end.

Just when the progress bar was about to end, there was a sudden violent vibration in the laboratory, and the researcher with a disheveled head fell over. Dr. Chu reached out and pressed on the table, and the whole person floated into the air as if he had lost gravity, avoiding the fall.

Immediately there was a faint explosion sound, and the lights in the room turned into dazzling red. The ear-piercing siren overwhelmed everything in a blink of an eye, and only the electronically synthesized voice repeatedly played the warning with an unchanging tone:

"Warning! The base is under an unknown attack, and the damage is level three. Please transfer all personnel according to emergency procedures! Repeat, the base is under an unknown attack..."

The shaggy-headed researcher was obviously out of state, "Unknown attack? Who will attack us?"

The room vibrated more and more, and the sound of the explosion was getting closer. Dr. Chu fell from the sky. Even though the room was shaking violently, he seemed to be standing on the ground without shaking at all.

He shouted sharply: "Destroy all data! Immediately!"

The disheveled researcher was stunned and said, "It's only a level three alert now..."

"It will be level one soon! Think about it, who will attack us?"

The researcher was startled suddenly, threw himself in front of the seat, and started frantically operating the computer.

Dr. Chu reached out to fasten the seat belt for him, and then said, "Unlock memory No. 7."

"But, that's taboo..." Pengtou was dumbfounded.

Dr. Chu patted him on the shoulder and said, "Just do me a favor. You understand what that memory means to me."

Struggling with disheveled hair and face, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! At worst, I don't want this job. It's okay to let the second child go to a poor school!"

He entered the password at high speed, and then focused his eyes on the screen. After detecting the irises, he took a deep breath and pressed the OK key firmly.

With a soft click, the door of the server cabinet on one side lowered, and a chip box the size of a lighter popped out. The chip boxes are painted with prominent red prohibition signs.

Dr. Chu quickly unplugged the chip box, and before going out, he suddenly turned his head and said, "I will never forget you. If... there is a chance to see you again in the future."

Pengtou didn't understand the hidden meaning in his words. He concentrated on clearing the data, and he breathed a sigh of relief after a while, and said to himself: "Finally, it's over. If it wasn't for the first-level alarm, I would be miserable... Damn it! Level 1 alert!!"

At this moment, the alarm lights began to flash crazily, and the alarm sound speed doubled, playing repeatedly:

"The self-destruction procedure of the core cabin area starts, and the countdown begins, and all personnel escape immediately. Repeat again, the self-destruction countdown starts, and all personnel escape immediately!"

The disheveled researcher unbuckled his seat belt and stumbled towards the door. At this time, a nearby cabinet suddenly exploded, and the shock wave knocked him over, hitting his head hard on the corner of the table, and blood flowed out immediately.

Regardless of the pain, the disheveled researcher rushed out of the room scrambling. As for the fire in the room, it was completely ignored.

All the while, he sat quietly, motionless.

He looked at the screen that was under the impact of the explosion and debris, but he couldn't even see a scratch, put down his slightly raised hand, and continued to wait. He didn't receive an order, so he should wait here, waiting for a new order to be issued, or destroy it together with the base.

Even if he didn't want to wait, it was useless. The walls of this room were made of armor-grade alloy, so he was not afraid of any individual weapon attack, and he didn't know what he was guarding against.

He didn't want to know the answer, instinctively he didn't want to.

He just sat there, watching the fire grow stronger across the screen. The screen also gradually deformed under high temperature.

At this moment, he didn't think about anything.

In the depths of his consciousness, there are several mysterious dots, which contain some data fragments. These points have limited capacity and can store very little data. But they can avoid daily cleaning.

Those were a few memories of the past.

He used to have companions who also only had numbers, and he also experienced experiments similar to the destruction scene. He knows that it may be destroyed during the experiment, or it may eventually be discovered that it is just an experiment. As an experimental subject, he has no discernment ability. However, he is very clear that the experiment will not necessarily be destroyed, but if he thinks about it in the experiment, it will definitely be destroyed.

Where the destruction came from, he didn't know, wouldn't think, and couldn't think.

At this moment, the automatic door of the room opened suddenly. But the door only opened halfway, and got stuck in the middle. Holding the door with one hand, he pulled open the heavy automatic door, and then Dr. Chu strode in.

At this time, Dr. Chu had already taken off his research robe and put on a combat armor with its own power. As soon as he entered, Dr. Chu said, "Follow me."

He obediently stood up and followed the doctor. In his system, Dr. Chu's order has the second highest priority. And the highest priority owner doesn't seem to be in this base. At least he's never seen one. So the doctor's words are the supreme order, which cannot be disobeyed.

As soon as the automatic door came out, a pipeline in the side passage burst, and the leaked gas instantly ignited, and a raging wave of fire rushed out, blocking the way ahead.

Without thinking, Dr. Chu rushed to the opening of the side passage, blocked the fire wave with his body, grabbed him, and threw him into another passage. Only then did the doctor leave the side passage and rush forward again.

He saw that the battle armor behind the doctor was already scorched black.

At this moment, there were explosions one after another, and thick smoke and flames were everywhere. The entire base was shaking violently, and broken parts would fall from time to time. With the continuous explosion, there will be fragments flying around from time to time, once hit, it is fatal.

Dr. Chu moved forward quickly, constantly opening the way ahead, and finally came to an automatic door. The automatic door has lost power and cannot be opened.

Dr. Chu directly popped a miniature bomb from the armor's wrist, stuck it to the door, and pulled him behind him.

With a small bang, the automatic door was blasted open a gap. Dr. Chu kicked the broken door open with a force disproportionate to his body, and strode in.

In the room are rows of instruments similar to hibernation cabins. The hidden memory reminded him that this seemed to be the place to rewrite and adjust the program. Every time the experiment ended, he would clean up the memory data here.

Dr. Chu quickly checked and found a machine that was still working.

"Go in."

He stepped into the machine, sat down, half-recumbent, and got ready.

Dr. Chu quickly entered a series of instructions on the console, and then took out the No. 7 memory which was painted in eye-catching red. Looking at the memory, Dr. Chu hesitated for a moment, raised his head and asked, "Do you know what I want to give you?"

"No matter what, I will obey." He said in a mechanical voice.

Dr. Chu nodded, and his hands suddenly began to tremble slightly. It seemed that he had made a lot of determination before inserting the memory card into the card slot and pressing the start button.

A probe was inserted into the back of his neck, inserted into the data port, and a short bit of data was entered. As soon as this piece of data entered, he immediately began to clear all the restrictions and blockades in his consciousness, and even the many hidden instructions and interfaces at the bottom were cleared one by one.

The shackles that bound and controlled him fell off one by one.