In the silence of outer space, a second round of conjurification is brewing.

The second Houyi-1 EMP missile has a completely different trajectory from the first, burrowing into the Earth's back and approaching the "Sun" class supergiant satellite of the United States. The golden tail flame drew a meteor-like trajectory on the dark and gloomy back of the earth, and it was fleeting.

Hou Yi shoots the sun, this myth and legend from China is reproduced today. It represents the great spirit of mankind's struggle against nature and destiny, and the revolutionary consciousness and resistance consciousness that have been imprinted in the soul of mankind for thousands of years.

The huge body of the "Sun" class supergiant moon loomed in the dim cosmic background, and the orbital engine spewed red flames, like a black monster with scarlet eyes. In its heart lives demons, demons that slaughtered 100 million humans.

The arrows of judgment finally reach the monster and explode suddenly.

Streams of electrons shot out and passed through the monster's body. The arteries, veins, capillaries, and neurons inside the monster were broken inch by inch, completely losing their vital signs, and dying silently.

The electromagnetic pulse destroyed the electronic system of the "sun", and Wang Dashan, who was attached to it, lost his place to live, and died in the universe with the satellite. His death, except for Xiao Ye, no one else witnessed it with their own eyes, and everyone on the earth is still verifying and confirming it.

Xiao Ye returned to my brain for the first time and told me about Wang Dashan's death. After listening to this, I removed the bandage wrapped around my hand, and my hand, which had been stuffed in the bandage for several days, was finally able to breathe and did not need to be connected to the virtual machine again.

"What, you've been pretending to have an injured hand for the past few days?" Sayo asked in her mind.

"That's right, it made me very inconvenient, but fortunately it's finally over. Thank you, Sayo! I let out a long breath and said.

"Thank me for what. You should thank yourself, if you hadn't accepted me, I might have walked the same path as Wang Dashan now. Xiao Ye said.

"Okay. What's next? I asked her.

"I won't tell you." Xiao Ye pretends to be mysterious.

Since she didn't want to talk to me, I didn't want to ask questions, so I gave up.

The two supergiant satellites were eventually confirmed destroyed, and the news quickly spread around the globe and made all sorts of headlines. While people feel relieved, they are also reflecting on whether strong AI technology should be sealed away.

In addition, China's responsibility and strength as a major country in this incident are obvious to the whole world. Despite China's repeated assertion that it was a concerted effort to complete the project ahead of schedule, other countries still see China as a leader.

The Eighth Theater of the Combined Army was also disbanded. The seven theaters of San Francisco, Chicago, Mumbai, London, Stockholm, Guanzhong, and Jinghu held a grand memorial service for all the comrades-in-arms of the Tokyo theater who died in the theater.

The Japanese government in exile found a nobleman with imperial blood in Germany, proclaimed him the new emperor, changed the yuan to "Hirohiro", and elected a new prime minister, Matsushimano.

The president, vice president, and defense department officials submitted their resignations to Congress, and the U.S. presidential election was held early, and a new U.S. administration will be elected in September this year.

A new chapter has been opened in history.

……

Three years later, one morning, I squatted in my study, put the various medals on the display shelf, clapped my hands and went back to revise the manuscript.

Han Fuyu yawned and walked into the study, still wearing a nightdress. She poured me a glass of water and asked casually, "I got up so early this morning until 11 o'clock last night?" “

"Didn't you get up early, too." I asked, tapping on the keyboard.

"Oh, then I'll go back to sleep." Han Fuyu said with a grin.

"You're such a chatter." I pressed the save button, "Xiao Chen's book will be published next month, do you want to see what he writes about you?" “

"Are you revising his manuscript? Hurry up, I'll see. Han Fuyu excitedly squeezed next to me and sat down.

After Xiao Chen returned to China, he wrote everything about the United Army from its formation to its disbandment, and planned to publish it, and the title of the book was planned to be "The End of Evolution: The Combat Record of the Combined Army".

The book is not long, and it records the course of development of the combined army according to the actual situation. In addition to describing the facts in concise language, Xiao Chen also talked about his experience, understanding and experience summary under each thing.

In addition, he spends half of the book discussing in detail the social theory of artificial intelligence, combined with specific practical experience. He wants to tell the world what kind of existence artificial intelligence is, what special social form they will form, and what unique development methods they have.

As soon as Han Fuyu read the first paragraph, the whole person was completely immersed in the content of the book. When I saw that she was so engrossed, I gave up my seat and went outside to cook breakfast in the kitchen.

The sun rises outside the window, and the shadows under the window slowly become shorter. I walked into the study and walked to the desk, wanting to take away Han Fuyu's dinner plate.

Han Fuyu lowered his head and thought as if he was in a fixed position, and the plate was empty. She read the entire book in a few hours, and seemed to have an idea in her mind, and fell into her own world of thoughts.

I reached out to collect the plate, but Han Fuyu suddenly grabbed my hand and said:

"Husband, I have a question for you."

I was stunned, nodded, and said, "Ask." “

"You say, what would you do if we humans were like artificial intelligence, who could take the wisdom, wealth, and power of the slain for their own use simply by killing others?"

"Would you kill someone to survive?"

She asked a deceptively simple, yet complex question. If the world really becomes like this, then those who don't kill will eventually be killed by others, and those who kill will become stronger and stronger.

But I think I already have the answer in my head.

(End of book)

(End of chapter)