211 Seven Generations of Robots (Part I)

Tenth year, winter.

The outer protective cover of the Emperor Star failed, and the thermostatic system was short-circuited and could not be repaired for a long time. The surface temperature of the planet has dropped to minus 150 degrees Celsius at the lowest, and the emperor star has also ushered in the first frozen frost landscape in more than 2,000 years.

Star Network Times once reported: "This is the coldest winter of Emperor Star since mankind entered interstellar history. In the face of the coldness of the body, human beings can always think of various ways to keep out the cold; But what about this 'embattled' situation? It only brings boundless darkness and frost to people's hearts. ”

Xi Luo has been back to Emperor Star for more than half a year, and she is watching how the internal alliance has fallen into chaos little by little, and now even the development of Emperor Star has been implicated by the alliance's internal fighting.

In this case, how to say it?

Cui Jianqiu may indeed have the talent to become a leader, and in half a year, he has also tried various methods to turn the tide, but unfortunately since his parents and brothers incident was exposed, no one has been willing to listen to him anymore.

Now all the Emperors are numbly waiting for the re-election of the leader in three months' time, which seems to be more important than anything.

Coincidentally, Yu Yuanjue is one of the candidates for Zhenghuo.

Xi Luo sat in the study, quietly looking at the interview videos of various figures in the new chief election on the star network, and the page hit rate reached more than one billion times in more than half a day; However, Yu Yuanjue's speech video of 'Emperor Star Unanimously External' traveled to many places has only 400 million views in half a month.

"Aren't you really going to prepare for the election for governor in three months?" Xi Luo watched the video while eating the peeled fruit carelessly.

Fat Ball sat on the desk, staring at Xi Luo with round eyes, she took a bite, and she also took a bite as she learned her movements.

Soon, the bottom of the bowl was visible.

Yu Yuanjue's face was full of sorrow, his eyes were bloodshot, and he smiled bitterly: "Don't make fun of me, I never thought about being the chief again." Besides, now is not the time to think about this, the seven generations of robots have come to the door, why are the Emperor Star people not in a hurry at all! ”

"Because the defensive ability of the Emperor Star is the best among all planets." Xi Luo's video has just finished watching, and he is not in a hurry or slow, "The seventh-generation robot can't be defeated in a short time." ”

"I know that, too. Even if it is another ten or twenty years, it will be difficult for the seventh generation of robots to occupy the Emperor Star. But what if they persist for 30 years, 50 years, or even 100 years! Are our children born slaves to others? ”

"Yes, the momentum of your words has the true inheritance of our Marshal's Mansion." Xi Luo smiled and praised.

"I'm not kidding, I really think I need to plan early." Yu Yuanjue was tired and anxious, "It should be each of us who can decide the fate of the Emperor Star and even the Earth Alliance, instead of betting on the 'chief' alone like now." ”

Xi Luo originally listened very seriously, but his eyes were suddenly attracted by the news that popped up on the homepage of the star network, and he said in surprise: "I may have to retract the sentence just now, the leader of the seventh generation of robots is not an ordinary person." ”

Yu Yuanjue hurriedly leaned over to read the news, and at the same time, his face became worse and worse.

[The vulnerability of the emperor's defense system is likely to be found by the seventh generation of robots, and the unexpected failure of the thermostatic system is the best warning.

- Emperor Star Times, xx year xx month xx hour]

"Fat ball, can you find out if the news is true or false?" Xi Luo patted the fat ball that was 'grinding his teeth' with the fruit with his hand and asked.

The fat fan raised his head blankly, only then did he see the crimson icon on the star network desktop, and said in a daze: "I'll check, I guess I'll have to wait for a while." ”

"Hmm." Xi Luo was very calm, but Yu Junior's heart was already scared to hang.

After a while, Fat Ball suddenly shouted: "Mom, it's true! Now all of the large intelligent systems of Dixing have been infected by the same virus, and according to this attack speed, the defense system can last for an hour at most. The star network in this era is too fragile, and in the era when the 'star network elves' were born, this kind of bug will be fixed in minutes. ”

Xi Luo interrupted Fat Ball's eloquent talk: "Fat Ball, can you integrate the specific data of the Emperor Star Defense System being eroded by the virus?" ”

"No problem." Fat Ball nodded.

"Okay, post it on the Star Network, and make sure that everyone on the Emperor Star knows."

Yu Yuanjue exclaimed: "This can't be done!" ”

"Why not?" Xi Luo stood up and stared at Yu Yuanjue's eyes, his silver-gray eyes were unexpectedly sharp, "Didn't you keep saying that no one wants to calm down and listen to your speech?" Now you go to the 'Central Plaza' to open a public speech, and I believe that whatever you say will immediately attract the attention of most of the Emperors. ”

"I ......" Yu Yuanjue saw Xi Luo's appearance for the first time, just looking at him already made him feel unbearable oppression, even if he thought of other thoughts in his mind, he didn't dare to say it out loud. For a moment, he even remembered Marshal Xi recorded in the history books, this ancestor would probably be very similar to the marshal back then, right?

"Alright, host, I'm done." Fat Ball hurriedly showed off, its efficiency has always been great!

Hmph, as for Yu Junior's 'no', it didn't hear it, how could a boy not do it! What a shame!

"You don't have much time to hesitate." Xi Luo tilted his head and reminded.

Yu Yuanjue pursed her lips, clenched her fists, and after a few seconds, strode towards the door.

"Wait." Xi Luo suddenly exclaimed, "If you plan to adopt the speech I said. It's a good idea to think ahead about what you're trying to say to people and what you're trying to achieve. ”

"I see." Yu Yuanjue said in a deep voice.

Listening to the sound of the door closing, Xi Luo tried to refresh the star network, but he couldn't log in several times in a row.

After waiting for a while, Xi Luo realized that it was the official account of the Earth Alliance that had just announced: the information that the Emperor's defense system was about to collapse.

"Host, I can fix this virus." Fat Ball looked at the star net, everyone looked panicked, and clenched his little fist. Anyway, isn't it time for me to show up and save the world?

"I'll cut a watermelon, let's divide it." This kind of thing, we won't join in the fun.

Xi Luo's meaning is obvious.

"Oh." Fat Ball bowed his head in mourning, humming, the dream of saving the world was shattered, "Host, do you have melons at junior Yu's house?" If you like watermelon, say it early, and I'll make more of it in the secret garden in the future. Do you like seeds without seeds, which color do you want to be 'red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple, black, white, gray'? What about the taste? Sweet and sour? ”

“……”

Xi Luo began to think about whether the bamboo planted by Fat Ball also had such a division. How did a squeamish animal like a round one survive?

Or is the legend of the Iron Eater true?