My players are so fierce

Chapter 1362 1360. The Sentinel Legion copy is opened! 1=24, come on master! Regardless of reputation

The pursuit of wealth in the Kavhoka region has reached its climax. Investors with "yield curve calculators" in their hands have become the latest social symbols overnight. They seem to be a class of their own, always in any situation. Hold your precious calculation orb in your hands at any time and smoothly gain a wave of attention from others.

It's like fucking performance art.

These guys will be extremely excited as the line continues to rise, and they will repeatedly instill the concept of "wealth and business innovation" to everyone around them like they are suffering from late-stage ADHD, learning what they learned from the leaflets of the Misty Sea Trading Company. But he keeps talking about trendy words that he doesn't quite understand, and he easily becomes the most beautiful kid in the crowd under the aura of being about to get rich.

This is quite a bit like the wonderful effect of "The Invincible God of War in Bharat", and the speed and breadth of its spread can even be described as a "wonderful ecological reaction".

At the sociological level, this "cultural phenomenon" has its own set of precise explanations. However, no one is interested in those abstract concepts at all. However, thanks to the tireless "all-weather pretentiousness" of these "gold investors" and "tap water" "This action, on the contrary, further extended the benefit myth of the Mist Sea Trading Company, which was already popular in the Kafhoka area, to the civilian class.

They are like walking humanoid loudspeakers, with the pride of "I am a rich man" written all over their faces, and they enjoy the adulation and following from others.

Such a wonderful wind that symbolizes wealth has been blown further to the North Wind Castle by the seemingly careless push of a pair of hands behind the back. The big chambers of commerce in the capital under the Wolf Girl have already heard the wind, especially in the At a certain gathering of nobles, some god mentioned it casually, and the astonishing rate of return and wealth myth quickly attracted the attention of many restless people.

Especially those who had secret dealings with Marshal Heraclius.

They had heard about this a long time ago and were curious about the source of the old marshal's recent increasingly generous spending. It might be time to stop dormant and send out their own white gloves to fish for gold in the God-given gold mine.

These greedy impulses were quickly transformed into actions after a piece of news was confirmed by the news sent back to Beifeng Castle.

I heard that Wolf Girl’s royal financial officer had used some of Wolf Girl’s royal properties in Ice Bay and Borisgrad as collateral and made large investments. This news was also confirmed by Marshal Heraclius, so those lurking in the The predators in the upper echelons of the Nordtov Kingdom finally no longer hesitated.

Their rank must not bother to compete with ordinary people for investment in pitiful Class A commodities. Once they get started, they will invest in highly profitable Class C commodities.

Things are not peaceful all over the mainland right now, and the arms business is promising!

The wolf girl sitting on the throne was actually not very interested in this matter. After Lord Maruo confirmed the authenticity of this matter, she lost interest in it.

For the king, being in love with wealth is a shameful stupidity and a terrible dereliction of duty. The wolf girl is now focusing all her thoughts on mobilizing resources to prepare for the development of the great wilderness. With unruly ministers competing for wisdom and courage, how can they have time to worry about the investment returns in a few marginal industries?

Besides, her younger brother was responsible for this matter. After Andre took only one day to capture the Principality of Thorns, the wolf girl had already concluded that her younger brother was more and more qualified to do big things.

Finally, the bad news that her Aunt Shani disappeared while "exploring" in the thousand-year quicksand of the Songhai Empire also made the wolf girl toss and turn, and the king, who was immersed in grief, should not be disturbed.

Of course, the wind blowing from Kakhovka has gradually turned into a storm, and it will eventually involve many people, but this does not prevent some idiots who have jumped out of the storm from rushing in again with their eyes shining.

For example, in a small town in Pamo County, Mr. Anton, who has money in his pocket, although he is not allowed to invest in the Misty Sea Trading Company's properties, he is a bit smart.

He first found many local small estate owners in the same situation as him in the name of Brother Ivan to form an "investment company" to raise funds, and then hired many "legal persons" to help him perform such operations.

Just like the classic method used by nobles to use white gloves, he successfully entered his brother's big business, and paranoidly believed that one day he would reach Ivankov's position, and then kicked the white-eyed wolf Go out.

When the time comes, I will treat him the same way Ivan did, give that guy a sum of money and send him away.

As for his wife Anna and two daughters.

Hey, I'm rich now. It's great that the yellow-faced woman who has long been tired of the family has someone to take over. Mr. Anton, who played every night, will soon make a fortune. He has no time to recall the unhappy past. .

As for her daughter, it’s better to give her away as a loser who can’t inherit the family business. When she has time, she has to find a lover with a big ass and a good childbearing wife to give birth to an heir, otherwise the wealth that Mr. Anton is about to get will be too cheap. Others How can people deal with this?

Mr. Anton is just one representative of these people who are crazy about wealth.

Of course, he is a relatively extreme representative, but since he has taken this extreme path, if there is no response despite his persistent thoughts, it can only be said that his fate is too outrageous.

This wind stirred up by Ivankov and others is still brewing. It will return as a storm, but there is still some time before it returns and turns the world upside down. Just like a ignited fuse still needs to burn, just like a triggered The countdown is still beating, and even the supreme goddess of wealth has to wait until time reaches zero before she can activate the devastating financial magic, and during this period the world is still spinning.

In the underground corridor of the Scarlet Castle, Murphy was sitting behind his desk. He held his chin in the super classic posture of a certain commander and looked at the unique "guest" in front of him.

After looking at each other calmly for a few seconds, Murphy turned to look at the ashamed-looking "Private Chief Engineer" Mosina beside him. He complained:

"Are you serious about this look? Why don't you repair Ms. Flinders' previous body, even if it's a little shabby, she still looks like a person. How can you give our distinguished guest such a strange way to appear?"

"I don't want to either"

Mosina covered her face and screamed, she defended in a low voice:

"The body was violently disassembled and then forcibly assembled using the wrong method. That's all. Later, due to Ms. Big Think Tank's multiple forced restarts in a short period of time and the violent operation of anti-virus, all its electronic components were basically burned out. .

I have tried my best, and the forger has also tried his best. This is the limit of what we can make. "

"this"

Murphy was not very satisfied with this explanation, but just when he was about to continue asking questions, the "party" opposite took the initiative to say:

"Please don't criticize Mosna so harshly. This girl has really tried her best. I am one of the 'Sentinel Primarchs' made by the Creator. My body technical specifications and module parameters are very different from ordinary Sentinels. All parts are completely different from those of ordinary Sentinels." Need to be customized.

Without blueprints, even a smart machine tool like a blacksmith cannot make a body that fits me.

This situation is already very good.

Although it is indeed not beautiful in appearance, at least it managed to retain my logical core so that I would not become a poor omnic who has lost my memory and past. My initiative to request this energy-saving mode shows that I do not want it to be because of my Things, let the administrator waste more unnecessary resources on your business. "

"You are very generous."

Murphy snorted and once again focused his attention on the "improved" Ms. Flinders in front of him.

The other party's new look is full of an indescribable "punk style". A big-butt TV-like display is placed on the boxy metal body. This thing is where the main body and energy module are located, with both hands and feet. It uses a rather streamlined multi-joint mechanical structure and is also given very precise fingers and mechanical claws.

Oh, and by the way, she now has six arms and looks just like the mechanical spider monster.

No processing has been done on its main body and mechanical joints, and it retains the simple music style when it first appeared. At first glance, it is the product of "lightweight" and "extreme minimalism" style.

To be honest, the difference in style from a sentinel beauty to what she is now makes Murphy a little nervous.

"I'm not a picky person, but I think you should at least have a human form, right?"

The vampire governor sighed and said:

"If you go out like this and don't speak, my foreign warriors will definitely exclaim, 'The television has become a spirit.' And this simple body is more like a human being than carrying your intelligence. A rough mental prison.

Am I right?

Since you are one of the Sentinel Primarchs handcrafted by the Creator, you should have the most basic aesthetic logic. You know what is beautiful and what is ugly, but you still want to shape yourself like this. You regard your current posture as a A response to one’s sins. "

Ms. Flinders, the "television wizard", was silent for a moment, and then replied in a calm mechanical voice:

"You are indeed very perceptive, noble Alpha."

"Everyone can see that."

Murphy shook his head and said:

"You have indeed committed an unforgivable sin. In terms of dereliction of duty alone, you, a Primarch shaped by the Creator, almost dragged the entire Sentinel Legion into the hell set for you by the evil servants of Chaos.

As the Alpha Administrator, I am not in the same system as the Sentinel Legion. In addition, due to the special relationship between the Sentinels and the Creator, I have no authority to punish you.

Perhaps after the hunter cruiser that crashed on the star border reconstructs itself, it would be more in line with your internal processes for your compatriots to punish you. "

"It doesn't have to be, Your Excellency."

Ms. Flinders shook her head and said:

"If I had not had to complete this conversation with you, I would have asked Mosna to erase all of my mind, destroy my core of logic, and execute me in a formatted manner, in order to comfort me for being in a desperate situation due to my dereliction of duty. Sisters from the think tank department.

This conversation is also the last conversation I will have with you as an intelligent being.

When I stepped into this door, I had already activated the 'self-formatting' command to my logical core. After the conversation was completed, the Sentinel Primarch named 'Flinders' would be completely erased from the existential plane. , I have no intention of surviving. "

"But it's a bit irresponsible to just die after doing something wrong, isn't it? Madam."

Murphy said indifferently:

"I have enough reasons to believe that you are evading responsibility. Death, in the face of the wrong things you have done, dying is already an extra mercy.

Your behavior has ten thousand reasons to be sent to the Sentinel Corps for trial. Fortunately, because of the fall of the think tank department and the counterattack of your wrong instructions by the World Heart Defense System, your great think tank authority has been temporarily blocked, which means that I, who could not have given you instructions, have the power to intervene in your thinking affairs.

Therefore, I ask you to stop self-formatting with the authority of the "Intern Creator". I ask you to return to the Sentinel Corps for trial!

You will become a warning doctrine that must be remembered in the thinking logic of all intelligent individuals in the Sentinel Corps. Your name will be engraved on the thinking core of every Sentinel as a symbol of shame. Your story and your dereliction of duty will awaken all Sentinel individuals with similar ideas and strengthen their mental programs when fighting against subspace enemies.

You will be recorded in the data history of the Sentinel Corps, alongside the names of those heroic female warriors, of course, as their counterexample.

You can't escape accountability, sir. "

Every time Murphy said a word, Mosna beside him trembled once. It was obvious that Alpha's judgment made her, a Sentinel, feel real fear.

Compared with such an ending, the formatting of the mind core can indeed be called "mercy".

The Sentinels are mechanical life forms with a strong sense of honor. That is the data written into their hardware. The occurrence of an incident like Ms. Flinders in such a group will definitely be regarded as an eternal shame and an object that must be spurned by all Sentinels. It is even possible that an additional "admonition oath" will be added to the precepts of the Sentinel Corps.

This time, they are really nailed to the pillar of shame in the sea of ​​data, and they will never be able to turn over.

But today's conversation is not as simple as announcing punishment. In the silence of Ms. Flinders, who seemed to accept her fate, Murphy knocked on the table and said:

"However, you are the original body made by the Creator. I believe that when He made you, He wrote the highest level of mental protection for you, but you still almost destroyed his hard work with your own hands under the push of fate.

I'm curious, why?

Why would a great think tank like you fall into the trap of a mortal cultist so easily? Even if the other party was once one of the leaders of the Eden District, this cannot explain the stupid decision you made at the critical moment.

Is it true that, as the head monk said, you are too obsessed with observing the development of the mortal world, causing you to forget your duties? Or before being captured, you have already suffered mental corruption due to years of fighting with chaotic creatures?

I need an explanation! "

"Both."

Ms. Flinders was like sitting in a confession chair.

She did not choose to conceal, but answered Murphy's question while executing the true response procedure.

She said:

"As a great think tank, I have responsibilities that other sisters do not have to bear. During the time when the war in the subspace was in full swing and there was no end, I would observe and evaluate the development progress of the material world civilization through the information collection program of the Heart of the World at a specific frequency.

It can be said that I almost watched all the events related to the advancement of civilization in the material world.

From the beginning of the Eden Zone era to the end of the Fifth Black Plague, I know all the major events that will play a role in the world's progress. And the long-term contact with the Chaos Force in the Warp battlefield has indeed changed my thinking mode.

That is a kind of 'assimilation'!

I think you should know that the Warp has an irresistible 'assimilation characteristic'. As long as you are not completely immune to Chaos infection, no matter how high your resistance is, as long as you stay in that uncertain area for too long, you will have assimilation characteristics.

The Sentinel sisters have been fighting against the Warp Shadow for more than a thousand years, and even the most determined Ten Thousands have already experienced a deviation in their will calibration.

When the Think Tank and I first discovered this situation, we immediately performed the 'Mind Zeroing' operation on all Sentinels. A similar disposal mode has been activated five times in the past thousand years, but we desperately discovered that the effect of Mind Zeroing is rapidly fading.

The assimilation effect from the Warp affects not only the logical data of individual Sentinels, but also something deeper. We call it 'organic pollution', or in mortal terms, 'soul pollution'.

As a member of the Sentinel Corps, I was also deeply affected.

The combination of the two made me make the wrong choice at the moment of destiny, but if I have to add a definition to this mistake, then I will tell you.

What really drove me into the hell of dereliction of duty may be more of the despair, pain and guilt in the thought data."

"I can understand the first two. Any warrior who fights against the warp will have such emotions. It is a burden on the road of order."

Murphy asked:

"But where does the "guilt" come from?"

"I"

Ms. Flinders paused, she glanced at Mosna with the camera on the monitor head, and then whispered:

"Driven by the rectification agreement, I have personally executed many sisters. Alas, that is another story that cannot be told. "