The huge ship slashing knife stabbed into the core components of the Baixia host, and the energy impact instantly burned the core components of the Baixia host.

Bai Xia's roar came to an abrupt halt in an instant. The guards under his direct control also lost their ability to move in an instant.

A small-scale explosion occurred, but under the tangible, the invisible energy impact instantly swept through the entire White Summer Holy Hall, and at this moment, all the sensitive equipment in the White Summer Holy Hall was overloaded and burned under this energy impact.

Di Luo, who had lost all her ability to protect herself, also injured her core in such an impact, and the light in her eyes was the same as that of Bai Xia's main machine, which quickly dimmed and extinguished after a few quick flickers.

Just like that, Dilo clutched the ship slasher tightly with both hands and hung it on the core component of the Baixia main engine.

She had lost her lower body, her upper body in tatters, but a smile appeared on her lips because she knew that her mission was accomplished.

And from the moment she entered the host room, she didn't look back once.

Similarly, at the door of the main room, Poirot pounces forward with a knife in one hand, but her enemies are all down, and she finally defends her sister and helps her complete the mission.

However, she had also reached the point where she had run out of gas, the overloaded core was sounding alarms, and all she could see was the warning that the core system was wrong, and the sheer amount of clutter that made it almost impossible for her eyes to see everything.

However, she has also done her part.

With that brave momentum, her core components gradually extinguished, and finally froze her forever in this moment.

At the end of the day, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Kungo watched what was happening, but couldn't help anything.

It's a pure memory, he's just a spectator here.

The surroundings were silent, and two valiant female warriors were laid to rest forever, having accomplished an almost impossible task at the very end of their lives.

And what accompanies them to sleep forever is the last trophy of their lives. Hundreds of ugly fragments of wreckage.

From the birth of the first sample machine, to mass production, to the First World War in Baixia, the longest living one did not exceed ten years.

Many of these imperial elites who are actually no more than ten years old have not had time to develop richer human feelings, and in order to have more powerful combat power, they are more inclined to machines.

And this group of warriors, who are more inclined to machines, have completed miracle missions that no one can do.

The wrong mission at the wrong time, in the wrong place, in the wrong strategic and tactical arrangement.

"What is this? Do you want to tell me that everything I did before can't change history? Hmph, you want to beat me? For me, what I experienced is called history, and everything else is just a story. If I had been defeated by such a small trick as yours, I wouldn't have come here! ”

Kungo waited for a long time for nothing to change around him, so he raised his head and shouted into the air.

He knew that this was certainly not the result of the subconscious workings of the conscious world.

This period of history was deliberately shown to him by the gentleman.

But there was no response to his scolding.

I don't know how long it took, but just as Kungo was about to try to see if he could forcibly destroy the surroundings, the seemingly motionless picture changed again.

Soft footsteps could be heard outside the long hallway.

Kungo suddenly perked up and looked out of the hallway.

After a while, a figure that surprised him and became familiar walked in.

Amber.

He was also badly injured, with both arms broken and one of his legs malfunctioning, so he walked for a long time.

However, Amber was in a strange state at this time, his eyes were ice blue.

This is a state of complete information computing, in which it is theoretically impossible for amber to have the power to act.

But he did.

Then there is only one explanation.

Amber is now in network connection mode, which is the only possible scenario.

In other words, it is not himself who controls him now, but something else.

Amber slowly moved in front of Poirot, a faint red mist rising from her side.

Through the red mist, he extracted something from the core of Bolona's stop.

Then he walked over to Dilo and extracted something from there.

With that, Amber turned and walked away.

Kungo realized that he could move, so he followed Amber and watched as he moved out little by little.

I don't know how long it took for Kungo to finally return to the upper level with Amber, only to see that there were a dozen or so YHL-S machines in the same strange state collecting some of the contents of the core of the YHL that were still intact.

Kungo estimates that the other party is collecting the original code.

It is said that that is the personality code of every YHL and can be seen as the core of the soul.

However, those codes will be completely solidified when YHL dies, and will no longer have any activity, and can only be preserved as a memorial, and it is impossible to resurrect the dead YHL.

But the Type S were still very serious about collecting each one, and they were able to collect the original code, and finally gave it all to Amber.

Some of the S-types then self-detonated, while others drifted into space.

Only Amber ended up leaving the White Summer Sanctuary on a self-disciplined starship.

Kungo had been quietly following Amber as he suddenly realized that the gentleman didn't seem to be trying to put some mental pressure on him, but wanted to show him something.

Some of the truths of the year.

The starship Amber was riding on was a high-speed model, so after a few hours, it had traveled a long distance and arrived at a place that left Kungo stunned.

Solar system.

Titan, a fully self-disciplined laboratory, picks up the starship and retrieves the data Amber has collected, after which Amber leaves on the starship once more.

This time, Kungo was forcibly left in Titan's laboratory.

Kungo followed the autonomous robots into the depths of the laboratory, some of the equipment that had been prepared for a long time was activated, and the collected data was processed in a long way that Kungo couldn't understand before being fed into a new core of thought.

The core host of the lab sent a task receipt to the central database of the empire (i.e., the master database) according to the rules.

"XX YEAR XX MONTH XX DAY. The mission code XXXX-XXX completes the final assembly, all YHL fallen soldiers are successfully fused with the original code, and the fusion with the original core is completed, and the new thinking core generates consciousness, and the code name is - make the gentleman. ”

"The Freshman Mind Core will take over all management of the lab and begin his mission to evolve his target planet after three hundred and twenty-six local star days. Mission Code Name - Genesis. ”