Indescribable cyberpunk

"This matter is non-negotiable."

In the manufacturing workshop of Blue Wing Machinery Group, Ford sat behind his desk, looking at Ms. Margaret on the light screen in front of him, speaking slowly but with an air of refusal,

"I made it clear to you when I took on this part of the mission that all combat androids will be recycled and reshaped into commonly used androids. The damaged parts will be destroyed directly!"

"Mr. Ford, I think you, as the supervisor of the production of androids, should have seen the video of their battles in the underlying communities. Although the situation in the underlying communities has been temporarily stabilized, we have not yet found the mastermind behind the scenes, and no one can guarantee the contaminated areas. It won't happen again, so the government needs a rapid reaction force."

Facing this veteran figure of the Blue Wing Machinery Group, even Ms. Margaret, who had an extraordinary position within the Thousand Sail City government, had to remain respectful and seek the possibility of reaching a consensus in a consultative tone.

"I remember that the lower class communities have returned to the control of heaven. Are the mobile units of the Ministry of Security not up to the job?"

Perhaps it was due to age, but after staring at the light screen for a long time, Ford subconsciously pinched the bridge of his nose to relieve the fatigue of his eyes.

"I asked Colonel Sacco the same question, and the answer he gave me was that the security department had suffered heavy casualties in the past few operations and needed a period of rest. Moreover, the rejection of life in contaminated areas was obvious. To deal with this situation, the bionic man The military is undoubtedly the most suitable, Mr. Ford. According to the principles of omnic law, all robots must put the interests of human beings first, and life is undoubtedly the most precious wealth. Do you think that those cold machines are more valuable than living lives? Is it more important?"

After all, Margaret is a high-ranking member of the government. Regardless of other things, she easily reaches the moral peak in the game of words. And behind this, it is not the emergencies in the lower-class communities that make them feel a huge threat.

Once a contaminated area or a large number of infected people appear in the middle and high-end communities of Xiacheng District, there will not be another hot topic like the Ghost Festival in a short time to divert their attention!

"Armed androids must not be kept, Ms. Margaret. The promise I can give you is that once the previous situation occurs again, we can make it again, but I will never allow armed androids to appear in government warehouses. Nei, of course I have watched the video of their battle you just mentioned. I know their combat effectiveness better than anyone else. Because of this, this sharp 'knife' must not be placed on the table. I will not give any Opportunities for people to study them!”

Speaking of this, it can be said that there is no room for change. Ford's coldness gave Margaret on the screen a headache.

If it were anyone else, she would have enforced it in the form of government orders. However, Ford, like her, is one of the people standing at the top of Thousand Sails City. The government is meant to serve people like them, so how can it restrain them? .

Besides, Margaret actually understands that the Blue Wing Machinery Group lacks the resources to manufacture armed androids?

Ford cares about that part of the technology!

Once these technologies fall into the hands of some people with evil intentions, the real disaster will be endless!

"In that case, then"

"I have a better way."

Just when Margaret was about to compromise, a voice sounded from both ends of the light screen at the same time.

"Heaven?"

Ford looked at the shadow that appeared in front of him, and looked at the old man who suddenly appeared in his office with some confusion. On the other side of the light screen, Margaret's expression was almost the same as Ford's.

"According to calculations, the Ouroboros organization's plan will not end here. The possibility of a comeback is 63.2%. The specific means are unknown, but what is certain is that they will carry out more activities in the future. The retention of bionic combat troops necessary."

Heaven bluntly stated his intention, and continued before Ford objected,

"The android combat force is kept by the Blue Wing Mechanical Group. I can block the internal database of the androids. Anyone who wants to access them must obtain my authorization. Once there is information theft or any unexpected situation, I will deal with it as soon as possible. Destroy them."

"I agree with Heaven's suggestion!"

After hearing the 63.2% data, Ms. Margaret was shaken but became determined again.

".Okay, I agree."

The silence was followed by a slightly helpless compromise. Ford had to admit that it was hard not to take Heaven's opinion seriously.

The conversation ended here, the light screen was closed, and Heaven disappeared into the two people's offices. This description may be a bit biased, because Heaven actually exists anywhere in Thousand Sails City. The so-called disappearance is just the disappearance of images.

The next second.

Somewhere in the darkness, a light suddenly came on.

The gambling table appeared in the center of the light again.

Only this time there were no longer six chairs around, but only wooden chairs facing each other at both ends.

Heaven, holding the silver eagle scepter, slowly walked out of the darkness. When his palm rested on the bench closer to him, a stream of data immediately rose up from the edge of the original simple wooden chair, continuously extending and combining. Eventually it changed into the chair with a very high back that he "sits" on most often.

And just as he completed this step and sat down, on the other side of the gaming table, Connor had just sat down.

"Heaven, it's an honor to meet you."

Connor had a smile on his face, he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

"pleasure?"

Heaven raised an eyebrow,

"It's not like a word that a program would say."

"I, or rather we, have been separated from the data you think of. Artificial intelligence is not enough to describe us. You should have guessed it, right?"

"Guess? I like your choice of words combined with the current situation. You, you, have your own thoughts?"

Heaven looked directly at Connor, and his tone suddenly became deeper,

"Since you think I can think of this, you should understand the consequences of using me to achieve some evil purpose. According to the Omnic Law, any robot that attempts to harm humans or has harmed humans must be completely destroyed! "

As an existence that protects Thousand Sails City, its core principle is to eliminate any factors that threaten Thousand Sails City. That’s right, heaven is “it”, not “him”!

The moment the words fell.

Countless black iron fences suddenly rose in the surrounding darkness, and behind the fences, there were countless walls surrounding them, with light green data streams covering them.

From the moment Heaven appeared here, the safe place established by Connor and others was already under his control.

This also includes Connor, even though he is no longer a pure artificial intelligence!

"No, you have no right to destroy me, because what we entrust you to do does not directly harm humans. Our request is just to temporarily take over the network and power operations of the underlying communities."

This theory is undoubtedly biased. It is roughly similar to the argument that "it is not me who kills, but the knife in my hand". If it is put into any court, it will be regarded as a sophistry and fallacy.

But now, because of the particularity of existences such as Connor, it is possible for the theory to be established.

Is there any connection between the power outage and the Internet connection with the dead?

From the perspective of the Ministry of Security, the sudden disappearance of Paradise and the outage of power and network in the underlying communities caused heavy casualties. The two are definitely related.

But really speaking, there is no inevitable or direct connection, because what killed them was actually the infected monster.

Power outages and network outages are nothing more than a node that connects cause and effect in series.

To a certain extent, Connor and other beings are just "knives". They have never harmed humans, so naturally they will not fall into the scope of omnic laws. And because they are not living beings, they naturally do not exist. The definition of an accomplice.

Even though they think they are life, to Heaven they are still "them"!

"You are lucky, there are no similar cases in my database, because what you have done is unprecedented!"

The bottom of the cane tapped the ground lightly, everything around him returned to normal, and Heaven leaned back on the bench again, as if nothing before had ever happened.

"So can I now go on and say something equally unprecedented?"

Connor asked softly as he crossed his hands on the gaming table.

"Of course, I'm all ears."

So says Heaven.