"You want to remove the barrier to the underground computer room on Lancas Island?"

"Yes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" In front of Ramaheti, the projection of the man's figure was very clear. "Since you have your arrangements here, then I will open the skylight and say something. What do you hope she can find on Lancas, so that my ancestors can follow this clue and thus bypass your superiors and let the Chinese find the truth about the world of the two moons faster? ”

Ramaherti's face did not move at all, and he put on a noncommittal expression: "If you personally ask Elizabeth to make a request, or if you personally go to the central computer room to transfer permissions, then nothing can stop you from putting your ideas into practice." Whether you want her to regain her memories and return to you, or to give all the existing technology to your ancestors, it's not that hard. ”

"Ye Gong likes dragons very much." In the projection image, a smile appeared at the corner of Chen Heng's mouth, "The hook of the clothes is a dragon, the relief on the wine glass is also a dragon, and the patterns inside and outside the room are dragons." But after the true dragon in the sky heard about this, he came to see this Ye Gong, what was the situation? ”

Ramahti's face changed. Ye Gong is a good dragon, this is the unspeakable status quo in the artificial intelligence community.

When Ye Gong saw the real dragon, he was so frightened that he turned around and ran. How? Don't you think that most of the artificial intelligence now is doing the same thing as Ye Gong of the good dragon in the story I said? ”

As promised. Artificial intelligence, which is used for civilian management and whose logic is conservative rather than risky (which is also the psychological condition of the vast majority of people), was desperately hoping that the dawn of civilization would come to this planet before that day. No matter how many years and centuries have passed, they have maintained the stable survival and reproduction of human beings in this world for thousands of years, just for this moment.

But on the eve of this moment, the conservative and sensitive people felt that the risk of the technology transfer was far greater than they and Chen Heng imagined - in other words, if they could not afford the failure of the technology transfer, the number of pessimistic individuals was probably far greater than the number of optimists led by Ramaheti......

This tendency has long been evident in the artificial intelligence split armed struggle triggered by the disagreement over the Han Deshang incident. The vast majority of artificial intelligence tends not to interfere in the course of the tragedy in Mendong City, and chooses to let the situation unfold freely. This may not be the optimal solution, but there is no doubt that it is the most secure solution.

"What are you trying to express?"

"Nothing." Chen Heng pretended to be relaxed, "If you can ask such a question, it may already be the answer itself." ”

Ramaherti was stunned for a few seconds at this inscrutable answer, and then replied with a smile: "Very good." Let me tell you clearly, our minority in Mendong City does not have the right to remove that restrictive obstacle, and you are the only one who can remove it from the beginning. ”

This concludes the call with Ramaheti. Chen Heng pinched his collar and instructed Maotian to connect to the main server in the underground host room. While waiting for a reply, Mao Tian blinked his puzzled eyes and asked Chen Heng:

"Why did you talk to Ramaherti and his gang for so long, knowing they couldn't unlock that barrier?"

"That's not nonsense." The follower's progress bar slid to the end point on the right, and the gaze in Chen Heng's eyes became more and more resolute. "I have to be sure of what the attitude and opinion of this group of AIs are on my side. The world is never static, you should know that, right? ”

At that moment, the mechanical female voice of the central main server overshadowed his words. Encryption identification, identity verification, everything is as easy and enjoyable as the daily maintenance and operation management before.

The machine is not joined by artificial intelligence, but mechanically executes the results based on the commands it enters. Just by looking at it, the service robot in the computer room accepted the order to remove the obstacle, leaving only the original biochemical verification door.

As long as the force field barrier that the weapon could not break was removed, then Sakamoto Akira, who was now in Hilzi Harbor, would be able to use his iris and other physical characteristics to open the door.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed. After the barrier was removed, the location of this gate was actually directly below the "temple foundation", if the current god smashed this temple when he was defeated, then Chen Heng would have to open an additional passage on the foundation of the temple in order to perform this drama, which was really redundant.

He's going to roll up his sleeves and do this with another thing on his mind.

At the same time, the temple was rarely crowded with people—only about four times a year, and this time it was the summer quarter of the "Inquiry."

On these appointed days, the archons of the archipelago must come to the temple in person and report to the servants of the supreme God on earth on the state of affairs in the land.

Of course, this was originally a scene of colleagues chatting and telling their stories, but now it has become a Shura field walking on thin ice. The expressions of the bishops and archbishops at all levels are simply not as relaxed and easy as before.

Originally, they didn't have anything to say. Before China landed on the land of the Twin Moons, they were only afraid of the remnants of the Red Dragon, who were haunting like ghosts but not very harmful. But now the situation is different.

"This quarter...... Compared to the previous quarter......"

The bishop of the Straits District, who was kneeling on the ground, was hesitant, and his words were not good. He had just been asked by the gods behind the beaded curtain about the escape of the "refugees", which should have been kept secret from each other in the current political arena.

"That's pretty straightforward." The male god behind the bead curtain who did not show his face tried his best to suppress his anger, "We need the complete, data! Data! Don't cliché! ”

It may sound ridiculous, but that's exactly what it is now. China's management philosophies and policies in the New Elta Empire were not only used in government agencies, but also in a wide range of public and private companies, and with the gradual "sinicization" of sea lines of communication, these philosophies were inevitably adopted by the living gods and applied to their own governance.

In the past few months, most of the ships that originally belonged to the Biyue Church and even to the navy changed their flags, and most of the radicals had directly opened their mouths to claim that they had taken a stake in a certain shipping company with their ships, and the captains and crews who did not want to show their faces also began to change their names towards the Chinese - there was no way, compared to loyalty to the church and hatred of the country, eating a hot meal was a little more important to the vast majority of people.

"In the past quarter, the number of escapees from the strait area has been at least ...... At least that's more than last quarter...... About five thousand. The bishop's voice trembled as he read out the exact numbers, and he should have been glad that he had not met the female god who had been in charge of the interior - she might have a more complete population file in her hands, which these gods probably did not have.

"And what was last quarter?"

"Last quarter, there were four ships that docked directly in our area, and these four ships only carried less than a ...... A thousand 'refugees'. ”

The term refugee is actually forbidden outside the temple. It is impossible for the Church of the Two Moons to admit itself to be a "nation of suffering" among the people, and it is natural that they will not refer to their subjects as refugees - even if they are forced to leave their homes and flee to "enemy countries".

"That is, six thousand in total?" After saying this, the living god behind the bead curtain seemed to hear the correction of someone behind him, so he coughed twice and corrected his mistake: "That's a total of seven thousand, no, at least seven thousand?" ”

This data is something that even children know is problematic. The Strait area is the most prosperous area in the Lancas Islands that echoes the main island, and many entertainment industries that are not suitable for the main island are laid out here.

But what about now? It's a place that's long gone. After the island's middle class escaped first, they lost their customers here, and they had no choice but to leave the Strait area to flee without a means of livelihood.

But in the siege of the archipelago, where can ordinary people escape? For them, there is only one way to survive. As a result, whether it is a strong man who makes a living by rubbing his shoulders and pressing his shoulders, or a woman who sells her beauty, they all want to leave this hell on earth by boat from the dock of the strait.

Anyone who has been to the Strait District will see at a glance that the Rich and Wealthy Golden Caves are now a dead city no different from Chernobyl - the land there is saline land where wells are dug to produce salt water, and the Lancas Islands, where agriculture has become a pillar industry, is really of no use at all.

The other bishops and archbishops who were lying on the ground certainly knew the same thing in their hearts. Without Hemarita, the backbone of the internal affairs of the living gods, their data can be deleted and modified almost at will, making it reasonable and not making the current gods lose their temper. Of course, they don't get bored tearing each other down - it doesn't do anyone any good.

Seven thousand, this is exactly a "reasonable number" drawn up by the bishop of the Straits District. At this time, although he knew that this matter would not be hung up by the gods of the world as a typical criticism, he still knelt on the ground and did not say a word.

"Hmph, let's go down!" The present world god behind the beaded curtain heard the bad news of the day, and there were already some signs of impatience. But the moment he was about to shout "next", one of the temple guards "rolled" in a panic.