Sword of Daybreaker

It is of course an epic thing that all the mortal kingdoms work together to fight the apocalyptic counter-offensive wasteland. The successful purification of the 700-year-old Gondor country will certainly leave a glorious page in the history book-there are countless historians. , Playwrights, bards to record and praise all this, but as an empire leader, Gawain must start thinking about some more realistic issues at this time.

A land that is larger than any current empire, is recovering, and is waiting to be developed and colonized, an energy vent from the power of the planet’s core, incalculable long-term benefits, and indefinable ownership issues. If these things do not come from now Start thinking, then the alliance nations that are still united at this moment may be in chaos tomorrow.

He raised his head and looked at the sensors hanging from the ceiling. Although he knew that Ophelia’s body was not these "cameras" and that these "cameras" were not the only channels for Ophelia to perceive the outside world, he did so. At least it can give him a feeling of "face-to-face conversation" with the other party: "In fact, I was a little worried before whether you would support this decision. After all... this is your territory, you don't need to listen to my arrangements here."

"This is the best arrangement at the moment," Ophelia said calmly, "I need a place not to be disturbed, and you need the order and stability of the alliance not to be disrupted. From a rational point of view, the Iron Man Corps and Obviously, this underground base can't use up the huge magic power of the Deep Blue Well. Such a large amount of energy should be used in the right place. Whether it is rebuilding the wasteland or restoring the rest of the countries after the war, these energy can come in handy, and in this In the process, the alliance must have a relatively fair and compelling'distribution plan'. Similarly, my Ironman and I also need a'backing'."

"In addition to the support of the Cecil Empire, the existence of the Iron Man Corps itself will also be an important guarantee for maintaining the neutral position of the Deep Blue Well after the war, and the huge energy output from the Deep Blue Well is a small'neutral city state'. The source of the right to speak and influence in the alliance," Gao Wen nodded lightly, "Neutrality requires neutral capital. There is no paradise for no reason—especially there is an endless gold mine in this paradise. This is especially true in the case of

   "I know this very well," Ophelia said.

   "Speaking of which..." Gao Wen touched his chin and asked with some care, "How is the situation of the Iron Man Corps now?"

"The damage rate has reached three-quarters. At the end of the battle, the mental core of the inventory is exhausted, and a large number of soldiers are still lying in the recovery warehouse," Ophelia said in a calm tone of the shocking damage." But fortunately, the production facilities of the base itself have not been damaged too much. I am gradually restarting production lines everywhere and creating new mental cores. As long as there is enough time, the Ironman Corps can recover."

"That's good," Gao Wen heard this lightly breathed sigh, and then couldn't help but laughed at himself, "There is really a mountain of problems to consider... I actually didn't come here to discuss this with you. For serious and depressing questions, I'm just here to say hello to you...by the way, see what you really look like."

   "Thank you for those who are able, Your Majesty," Ophelia's voice seemed to have a smile, "And I think we have ‘greeted’ very well."

Gawain nodded slightly, and then his gaze fell on the platform in front of him again. He stared at the true princess Ophelia Norton, who was sleeping in the container, and did not speak for a long time. Leah Matrix obviously noticed this. After a few minutes of silence in the hall, her voice once again passed into Gaowen's ears: "Unfortunately, I am not the real her, and I have no way to'come out' to greet him. You, although I thought about creating a special iron man body to serve as an'interactive interface' for talking to you in this base, in the end...I chose to let you come here."

"No, I don't feel sorry," Gawain shook his head, and withdrew his gaze looking at Ophelia Norton, "I actually don't care if you are the so-called'real' Ophelia Norton-I I don't know her at all, I have never talked to her, and I don't understand her life and temperament. Although I know that she must be a great and admirable person, to me...she is still a stranger.

"And you, you are the only Ophelia Norton I know. We have been cooperating for a long time, and we will continue to cooperate. Under this premise, I don’t care whether my ally is a human or a personal worker. intelligent."

"Speaking in line with your personality," the Ophelia matrix judged calmly, but then he sighed helplessly, "Unfortunately, I still don't know if I am...she. My personality data is consistent with that. The original memory bank is 100% copied from Ophelia Norton herself. My mental model even includes her whole brain scan. When I wake up, I think I am Ophelia, but there are other things. A clear voice reminded in the matrix...I'm just the "Ophelia Matrix"..."

"Why can't both be? You can be Ophelia Matrix or Ophelia Norton herself," Gawain smiled and shook his head. "Perhaps I am standing and talking, but my back hurts. I don’t think you need to be too entangled in this issue. Do you remember the period of life you just mentioned? Those are not the data entered into this matrix in advance, but your real experience. You are a man of flesh and blood. A tangible and qualitative individual, no one will dictate who you must be."

  Ophelia matrix was silent for a moment: "...your opinion has certain reference value."

"I take it as a compliment," Gawain said with a smile. "This topic will be put aside. Next, I want to learn more about the Deep Blue Well and what you have been doing to the surrounding areas for so many years. Observation records..."

  ...

The lift was moving at high speed in the shaft. Gawain and Amber stood in the lift, watching the protective barriers made of reinforced concrete and alloy domes moving down quickly in sight. Two silent iron man soldiers stood. Beside it, it's quiet like a sculpture.

"I really didn't expect that you could still provide psychological counseling to ancient artificial intelligence," Amber turned to look at Gao Wen, and said in a weird tone, "Of course I didn't expect an ancient artificial intelligence to be entangled every day.' Am I my problem... Seriously, I'm afraid it has risen to the realm of philosophy. It turns out that Veronica's usual neuronecrosis-like appearance still hides such a deep psychological activity?"

"If those few words I said casually can solve the problem that Ophelia Matrix has been thinking about for hundreds of years, then I really have to admire myself," Gao Wen shrugged, "I guess she will have to struggle. It’s useless to find a team of psychologists and philosophers to analyze this matter with her. She has to figure it out by herself. Maybe she will suddenly figure it out one day..."

   "That's true," Amber scratched her hair. "No one can help her analyze it. How special is her situation, she's unparalleled in the world..."

   Gao Wen: "...Unparalleled in the world is not used that way."

   "Huh? How do you use it?"

  Gawain ignored her, and at the same time, there was a sudden shock from the elevator—they reached the top of the shaft.

Returning to the original road, under the leadership of the two iron soldiers, the two once again walked into the long **** that leads to the surface and is wrapped in crystals. The scenery like a world of ice crystals along the way made Gao Wen a little upset. Calm down, and what is even more rare is that Amber next to him is also honest this time—in the rare silence, Gao Wen couldn't help but look up at the top.

  His eyes seemed to penetrate the thick crystal "mountain" and see the depths of the distant space.

Some weird thoughts suddenly popped up in his mind-after passing through, merging and resurrecting, after inheriting the data in the satellite and the memory of Gao Wen, after having this long and unbelievable "life", he himself... Who the **** is it?

  Is a traverser soul from the earth? Is it a malfunctioning satellite? Is it Gawain Cecil who came back from the dead? Or a fusion of these three...

  He is no longer the "self" he thinks of himself, but perhaps, he has always been "self" from beginning to end...

Gao Wen slapped himself on the forehead, and slammed the crazy thing behind his head. Amber was shocked when he heard the movement next to him: "Hey! Why did you slap yourself suddenly? This place? No mosquitoes..."

"...It's okay, it was almost crooked by an ancient artificial intelligence." Gawain's mouth trembled, and he didn't know how to explain his mental journey at that moment to Humber. At the same time, he also found this. The ramp is nearing its end.

The door leading to the outside world was shining with dim light in front. Outside the door, the night was low, and the sky full of stars had covered the wilderness, and further away, a beam of light was faintly piercing the sky, farther in the darkness. The place continues to extend.

   "Just send it here." At the gate, Gawain looked at the two iron soldiers leading the way, with a smile on his face, "Thank you for leading the way."

However, one of the Iron Man soldiers did not respond. Her body seemed to be stiff for a moment, and then a slight buzzing sound came from her body. Her eyes fell out of focus for a short time, and her eyes fell on Gawain and Amber. She spoke. , Ophelia Matrix’s voice came from the sound device: "Please wait a moment."

   Gao Wen was a little surprised: "What's wrong?"

  "Please tell the iron man soldier named Diana—the repair slot for her is ready."

  Gao Wen was taken aback for a moment, with a smile on his face: "...she will be very happy to hear the news."

  ...

  The night is drooping and the stars are shining. Today, seven hundred years later, the brilliant starry sky has finally appeared over the Talash Plain again, and under the shining of the long-lost stars, the wilderness has returned to silence.

A large number of mortal armies are still gathered on this plain. It is obviously not a simple matter to evacuate such a large army from the battlefield in an orderly manner. Legion commanders and their respective leaders are preparing for subsequent evacuation and stationing. Preliminary exchanges were conducted on the aftermath issues such as retention and handover. The tired frontline soldiers were recuperating in the dark, while the sentries and patrolmen were still holding their posts at this moment. The sensors of the war machine were constantly scanning the battlefield. The eyes fly slowly across the sky—

  The war is over, the horror created by the dark priests has disappeared in the force field released by the blocking wall, and the wasteland has been healed. However, even so, no one dared to relax their vigilance easily.

  After all, this is a wasteland that has been sunk in the dark for 700 years. The blocking wall cannot eliminate all the dangerous factors on this land in an instant.

  The behemoth the Alliance crawled down on this first peaceful night, licking its wounds like a giant beast on the alert.

  In the northeastern part of the Deep Blue Well, where the "adverse tide" last fell, a large-scale isolation belt has been opened, and patrolling sentries and automatic sensing devices have sealed off the entire area.

In the center of the blockade, there is still a slight smoke and dust in the trench, a pungent smell is mixed in the night breeze, and a large number of dark debris fragments extend along the trench to the depths, and at the end of this scar of flesh and blood , Two tall figures are standing in front of the chilling pile of huge debris.

  One is a towering bell tower, and the body is covered by mysterious clouds and mists. The other is a white giant deer surrounded by pale white light with a holy figure.

  After observing for a long time, Miermina, the ruler of all laws, made an important judgment: "...seriously, I have seen many tragic deaths when I was in the Kingdom of God, but this one is still the worst I have ever seen."

   "One said, indeed, the amount of bleeding is huge," Amone said in a deep voice, "Ah, the amount of bleeding is really huge..."

   "...you can't make it up with the bleeding, right?" Milmina couldn't help but turned her head and glanced at her "roommate", "Along the way, you lamented this no less than ten times."

"I have been bleeding for the past half a month, and now there is nothing else in my mind," Amone shook his head. The white brilliance around him was slightly dimmer than before, but the two white flowers entwined on his antlers However, Xiao Hua looked much more energetic than when she was just "transplanting", "And you have to do it yourself...Do you know how much courage is tested?"

"Nonsense, isn't that to give the sentinel an inducement signal, and what else can you do if you don't do it yourself? You have a thick skin, and the'blood collector' sent by the council uses an industrial-grade cutting beam on you. It took two hours to get a palm-sized hole in the body, and you've grown up before you can get the bottle up-can't you really let them smash it with annihilation?" Milmina's words sounded full of resentment. , "And it's not that you have to do it yourself... I said to help. You still don't let me do it. If you really want me to do it, then you must have all the blood samples ready in a few strokes..."

When Amone heard this, he shrank his neck: "Dare I let you do it? You rubbed a 140-meter-long light spear and stabbed it. Then I might as well let the Annihilation hit a few times. …"

Milmina seemed a bit embarrassed when she heard this, and quickly waved her hand: "Okay, okay, we are not here to discuss this kind of thing, let's get to business first... such a big thing, I am afraid it will be enough for us to have a headache. NS."

   Amorn gave a hum, turned his head and looked at the "remains of the anti-tide" that crashed into the earth and rock, and one-third of the structure had been buried.

  "...Fill out the death report first."