Chapter Fifty-Nine: The Anger of the Great God Mecha in the Arctic Ocean
Born in a poor village, Gru was accustomed to life and death, and he didn't take human life very seriously, and he was known for his viciousness and evil.
Relying on his natural unscrupulous means, he controlled the nearby religious organizations and formed a large force. Feared by nearby terrorist groups.
Faith is more important than anything else, and they call themselves holy warriors who fight for it.
Everything that differs from their beliefs is called paganism.
The pagans in their eyes all want to see their great god, or the great god will destroy him by their hand.
History has submerged a lot of original intentions, and with the change of time, beliefs have also continued to mutate, so that they slowly grow into a cancer.
In his early years, Grew studied through government organizations, specializing in electronic information, and saw what it means to be a high-tech economy in country Z.
With the popularization of humanoid mechs, he gradually developed a terrifying idea, but in his opinion, it was a great change.
Gru is very intelligent and has a superhuman ability to learn and apply mecha.
After graduating, he declined the appreciation of the mecha company and returned to his hometown with the technology, and the change began from there.
The wind blows through the high sandy slopes, moving the hills little by little, and it is a slow process.
The occasional scarf left on the ground is proof that someone has been here in this desolate desert.
Boom, a sand dune suddenly sank, leaving a huge crater, and as the falling sand churned, a metal head the size of half a house was revealed, this skull was carved vividly, it should be the appearance of a man, with short hair hanging down his shoulders, but his face was a little metallic.
The head looked up at the sand
There was sand flowing from the top of the pit.
Suddenly, a violent air stream slammed upwards into the sand, and a flash of fire flashed in the middle.
A thick pillar of sand forms on the ground, which does not look spectacular on the vast sandy beach, but up close it looks like a fountain from hell.
After a while, the sand and dust slowly receded, and the original sand pit had been filled in, and on it stood a ten-meter-tall humanoid mecha, with a slightly lower proportions and a strong body, and a yellow robe made of unknown material behind it was draped over its body, just like the cloak worn by the locals to protect against wind and sand.
On the right side of the waist hangs a heavy sword, and on the left waist hangs an iron box that looks like a book.
Rocket launchers are mounted on the sides of the arms, four on the left and four on the right. The bulge under the cloak should also be equipped with a different kind of weapon.
As this side ended, there was a cloud of smoke and dust in the distance, and a special transport truck drove over.
A swarthy, shirtless teenager waved his scarf in the car in this direction.
"Oh, great god, great god." The boy shouted.
The mech suddenly made a sound, like a binary supermarket, or a tannery, but there was a strange magic to the language in this place.
"Wherever you find unfaith, kill them.
Resist them until the persecution is gone, and religion is for God.
……”
Hearing the mantra of the great god, the towering monument-like figure made several believers who ran to him crawl down and kiss the feet of the mecha.
"Fight with me, for the holy war." A majestic voice came.
"I fight for the Great God. I am the Great God. ”
After saying that, the mecha sat on the transport car, and the smoke and dust billowed all the way and disappeared.
In a secret base, a group of armed masked men sat on the ground in a circle.
"Recently, the power of the Gelug has become stronger and stronger, and some believers have turned against us, and there is a tendency to replace us."
"I've gone to suppress him, and I haven't seen him in person for a long time."
"Recently, they have been in frequent contact with the company of Emer in country M."
"We are the spokesmen of the great gods, a pagan delusional desire to replace us?"
"But there is less and less support from country M, and Gru seems to have become the new supporter."
"Our congregation base is still there, and we will eradicate them in time while they are weak. Show our strength as the orthodoxy of the great gods. ”
"Then let's make a battle plan."
"The heretics on his side have tortured the location, and we are about to fight on behalf of the gods."
"God is righteousness." Several people shouted for their faith.
A little sincerity is another story.
A few people were talking, when suddenly there was a rumbling sound of ammunition exploding outside the base.
"Enemy attack, meet the enemy quickly."
Several men rushed out of the hideout with AKs, ready to organize the cultists to resist.
"Bazooka, flamethrower ready. Quick, my true God, what is that? ”
When the base boss saw the situation in front of him, he was stunned.
That huge shadow actually looked so much like a great god, with a sword in his right hand, an ancient scripture in his left hand, and a cloak of wind and sand, standing on the earth.
That familiar doctrine echoed around. "Wherever you find the infidels, slay them
Resist them until the persecution is gone, and religion is for the Great God. ”
"You are against the will of God." The 10-meter-tall figure spoke.
"That's Gru, it's a heretic, quick, blow him up, the time has come to dedicate yourself to the Great God, the Great God will guide you to the kingdom of God, children rush."
As soon as he finished speaking, five or six members of the sect with the help of others bundled up explosives rushed towards the mecha controlled by Gru without hesitation.
There were a few loud bangs, the firelight and smoke dissipated, and the flesh and blood of the mecha's legs were blurred, and they were unharmed.
"I am the great god, guiding you on a new journey." The mech makes a sound.
Suddenly, the leader of the base only heard the sound of machine guns gradually approaching, and after seeing the comer, he couldn't help waving his hands and shouting: "We are here, come and save us." ”
A group of soldiers in camouflage uniforms leaned over without hindrance, and the black soldier led by him raised his wrist and swept at the leader of the base, and the detailed information was revealed.
"Target confirmed." An electronic voice came out.
The soldiers at the head of the group did not wait for the leader of the base to figure out what was going on, and raised his hand to shoot a shot, and the remaining leaders were also shot in the head by the other soldiers one by one in shock.
Turning his head to look at Gru, who was relying on the Great God Mecha to propagate the teachings of the cultists, he beckoned to the leading soldier: "This is handed over to another madman, let's withdraw." ”
Yunlai Villa Arctic Ocean is discussing with Zhao Wanwan about artificial intelligence sensors and artificial intelligence programs.
"The whole brain, which is based on human nature, is now significantly less able to expand than the previous program." Wan Wan said.
"Give her a motivation to live." Arctic Ocean said. "A purely mental program without a body is just a program."
"It was your idea to bring her back from the dead, only thinking, because the memory capacity of the artificial intelligence sensor is preserved." Wan Wan scratched his head and said.
"This can only be constantly detailed, and she is programmed with a belief that technology will eventually develop to the point where it can provide her with an entity, which requires her to continue to expand her cognition." The Arctic Ocean gives a general direction.
"Do you think artificial intelligence will replace humans?" Wan Wan said.
"It's your major, I should ask you." The Arctic Ocean replied.
"Isn't it because you're clear-minded?" Wan Wan said.
How many people here are thinking in their right minds? The Arctic Ocean asked rhetorically.
Then he said: "In the past, farming and animal power were used to solve the problem of human physical strength, and after the industrial revolution, the problem of human efficiency and accuracy was solved by machinery, and now the problem of thinking and computing is solved by artificial intelligence. Do you think artificial intelligence will replace humans?"
"This ......" Wan Wan does not want to admit on the one hand, and has to admit the Arctic Ocean on the other.
"What, that scares you? Rest assured, innovation and creation cannot be achieved by artificial intelligence, and he will only make screening judgments based on existing conditions. The Arctic Ocean comforted.
"This is powerful enough, except for creation, which of his items has not checked the human race several times?" Wan Wan was dumbfounded.
"So take precautions, I'm going to test you." The Arctic Ocean patted Wan Wan on the shoulder.
An abrupt voice interrupted the conversation in the Arctic Ocean.
"Instead of worrying about the impossibility of the future, it is better to care about the present." It was Zhao Ruyi who spoke, dressed professionally with big wavy black hair, and an over-the-knee skirt wrapped with delicate lines, like a ripe peach.
A newspaper of country M was placed on the table, and Zhao Ruyi sat on the sofa with Erlang's picture crossed, picked up the teacup of the Arctic Ocean and took a sip.
"This, this, this is my cup." The Arctic Ocean reminded.
"I don't dislike you." Zhao Ruyi has always been strong, although she is also a little embarrassed now, she also stubbornly refuses to admit it.
Watching Zhao Ruyi's small movements, he pushed the cup opposite him.
"That's good, that's good." The Arctic Ocean patted his chest and said.
"Aunt, what happened?" Wan Wan asked.
"What else can I do, those politicians in country M are starting to splash dirty water on us again." Zhao Ruyi said.
"The leader of al-Qaeda was eliminated by the M Army last night, but the new mysterious mecha caused the M Army to not complete the battle, according to reliable sources, the mecha operator is a senior mecha designer Gru who studied in our country, and the mecha accessories photographed show that most of them are made in our country, so he and other European and American countries began to denounce us, claiming that we fund terrorist organizations."
"Let them call, whatever they are." The Arctic Ocean is not at all averse to international condemnation.
"Other unknown countries have begun to boycott us, and our mecha export business has been subject to huge tariffs, and our revenue has decreased." Zhao Ruyi pursed her red lips and said.
"Fuck it, how do you slap them in the face?" The Arctic Ocean stood up in a hurry, cutting off people's money is equivalent to killing parents, is it tolerable or unbearable?