Due to the damage to the communication system that caused the delay of the warplane, the god of deathmatch, Aatrox, has harvested a wave of faith, regained some vitality a little, and is ready to face the Marine Corps of the Peacock Empire.

On the other side, the three-day period of the woman in the white dress has ended, and Tang Xuan is on her way to the Neutron Battle Star, and it will be there soon.

The woman in the white dress sat alone at a table in the hall.

Three days ago, she was accompanied by a golden pair of scissors, and now she is back to being alone.

The pain of life is endless, and it takes many forms, the most pitiful and irremediable of which is loneliness.

The good thing is that she is used to solitude.

She silently scanned the hall.

For countless years, she wandered this hall like a ghost. She's crouched over every table, sat on every chair, walked down every aisle.

She knew every detail of the non-glowing star, even better than its creator, and she knew any information on anything here, including size, shape, curvature, and even the number of scratches.

She could also count their names on her fingers: Casillo, Aqua Blue, Lockefish, ......

Even the gears in the machine have their own names.

Here she learned to endure loneliness, to have fun in loneliness, to numb herself.

It's her cage and it's her home. It is a milestone in her long life that cannot be ignored, and her immaturity and youthfulness are buried underneath.

Now she's getting out of here.

She's going to go back to where she belongs, and re-embark on that journey to an unknown end.

Will it end well?

She didn't know.

Most of the time she was trapped here, she suppressed her reading speed to the same level as ordinary people, reading the vast number of books and images left behind by the Hill civilization.

Many of Hill's sci-fi works end in tragedy, with protagonists often dying after a dramatic twist.

She doesn't know what her end will be, but she hopes she'll be back on the road. If she can really experience some amazing ups and downs, she is willing to accept even a tragic ending.

Footsteps could be heard in the hallway.

The woman in the white dress calmed her mood, turned her head to show a gentle smile to the person walking towards her, and said softly, "Your Excellency, Commander, welcome back. ”

Tang Xuan nodded: "Are you ready?" ”

He stared at the woman in the white dress for a few moments, and felt that the woman in the white dress seemed to have some inexplicable changes.

The woman in the white dress pulled open a drawer on the table below her and took out a hard drive from it. She raised her hand and threw the hard drive to Tang Xuan, and she said, "The methods of operating the Neutron Battle Star are all written in this." ”

With this hard disk, even if Tang Xuan and others don't understand the principle of the Neutron Battlestar, they can still drive the Neutron Battlestar.

Tang Xuan said heartily: "Thank you." ”

The woman in the white dress shook her head slightly: "This is what I should do, I have also restored the original intelligent system of the Neutron Battle Star, and it has been loaded into the language of your mother civilization." When I'm gone, it'll be live, which will also save you some trouble. ”

Tang Xuan was a little surprised.

Although the intelligent system of the overlord-level civilization is not a real intelligent life, it is also precious, and the woman in the white dress did not need to do this in the first place.

Tang Xuan said again: "Thank you." ”

The woman in the white dress smiled and got up: "Let's start." ”

"Looks like you're ready." Tang Xuan walked up to her, "Then let's start, I will definitely send you back safely." ”

The woman in the white dress nodded slightly.

She beckoned into the distance, and a black cube box the size of a human head flew from the corner.

This black box is the microcomputer she prepared.

"I'll ask you for permission to transfer myself to this box." She said to Tang Xuan, "You need to take this box, find the signal interface on my battleship, and put me in it." ”

Tang Xuan asked, "Where is the signal interface?" ”

The woman in the white dress replied: "The signal interface is on the right side of the spaceship, you need to enter the password, and I will remind you when you get close to the signal interface." ”

Although she will be transferred to a microcomputer later, she will not completely lose the ability to interact, and she will still be able to type and speak.

The woman in the white dress looked at Tang Xuan at eye level, her face calm.

Tang Xuan nodded.

The woman in the white dress said solemnly: "Your Excellency, Commander, please authorize me to transfer myself to this microcomputer, which is estimated to take ten minutes. ”

The composition of an intelligent life is divided into two parts, one is the core program that gives life, and the other part is the peripheral program that provides defense or other functions.

This transfer only transfers the life-giving special program and a small number of peripheral programs, so it takes a short time.

Tang Xuan's face also became serious, and he said in a low voice, "I authorize you." ”

As the words landed, the body of the woman in the white dress began to become illusory, and the program that composed her was disintegrating, and the most essential parts of it were entered into the black box.

A percentile number lit up on the wall.

When this number reaches 100 percent, the woman in the white dress will be completely introduced into the black box.

Tang Xuan looked at the woman in the white dress who was becoming more and more illusory, and thought to himself that if intelligent beings could constantly transfer themselves like this, wouldn't this be a kind of eternal life?

He asked curiously, "What does it feel?" ”

The woman in the white dress did not reply to him as quickly as before, but was stuck for a few seconds, and responded in a sluggish voice: "Head...... Somewhat...... Dizzy. ”

The computing power provided by a microcomputer is much smaller than that of a neutron star, and the process of transfer is accompanied by a continuous reduction in intelligence, which makes her feel very uncomfortable.

The last time she experienced this feeling was eons ago, when she was transferred from her fleet to a Neutron Battlestar, but that time wasn't as compressed as this time.

It's like stuffing a whale into a can.

When the percentage on the screen jumped to 20 percent, the image of the woman in the white dress completely collapsed.

This means that the outer program that works with the instrument to project 3D images has been removed.

The percentages on the screen are still pulsating.

Ten minutes later, the transfer progress reached 100%, and the small black box gradually lit up with a faint purple light.

Tang Xuan asked, "Are you awake?" ”

The little black box didn't react, and the purple light it emitted was still getting brighter.

"Your Excellency Commander, Daybreak One is live!"

Tang Xuan heard a cold female voice coming from the roof.

This is the intelligent system used by the Hill civilization in the past, and the name reveals the expectations of the soldiers of the Hill civilization in that period for the future, but unfortunately they failed to break the dawn in the end, and they are no longer on the neutron battle star created.

Tang Xuan ordered: "Keep all the parameters unchanged, maintain the normal operation of this galaxy, and avoid planetary collisions." ”

Daybreak One: "Roger." ”

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