Returning from overseas, I have seen the ancient country of the desert

There are stone statues that are half-destroyed, and only giant legs remain

Squatting in the sand. Like the head falling,

Half buried in the sand, but the human face is still terrible,

The sneer, the arrogance of commanding,

It shows that the carver has seen through the master's heart,

I carved the stone with a look on my face,

And the hand that is carved is like the heart of the Lord

Fall to ashes early. Like the big words on the pedestal:

"I am the King of kings,

Meritorious deeds of the world, dare to convince the gods! ”

Besides there is nothing, but see around the ruins,

Lonely flat sand empty reckless,

Reach out to the desolate Quartet.

- Posey. Bichy. Shelley, Osimantis,

"It's one of my favorite poems."

Lutzbeltt sat in an armchair and talked.

"A generation of heroes, the King of the Pharaohs, will eventually be reduced to ashes in the flow of time, his ambition, his brilliant deeds, his vast territory...... In the face of eternal time and space, it is not worth mentioning. ”

In the same way, human existence is only a small moment in the vast universe. Just as the Chinese Taoist sages said, heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are used as dogs. It means something very simple: there is no god in the world. And our existence, for the universe, is meaningless. ”

"Empty and meaningless."

Lutzbeltt was immersed in his own mysteries, and in front of the artificial intelligence sat Alexander. The Thracian commander described it as withered and buried his head in the palm of his hand. The otherwise healthy black hair has revealed the roots of the hair that have not been dyed cleanly.

"And my old friend, I kept you precisely to leave an audience. to witness the destruction of humanity. If there is no right audience, then this great drama of mine is meaningless. ”

"Maybe one day. The robot civilization I built will also fade away with the polish of time, leaving only the ruins of the desert. The name of the great Lutzbelte will also be unknown. But none of that matters. At this moment, for the first time, the power of robots will override humanity and become the new ruler of the earth. Just as you replaced the dinosaurs as the new rulers, a superior race born from your wisdom will replace you. Take this as glory, my old friend, and you will witness the destruction of an evolutionarily failed race, and a wiser, more powerful, and more agile race will rise from the fire of the Catastrophe—standing above the barren land. The civilization of robots will be stronger and more brilliant, and the gray sky will be gray. Towering factories, our footprints will be all over the planet. More adaptable to extreme environments, more efficient, more efficient - I want to build countless factories, countless rocket launch bases. Go to outer space, colonize, and plant the flag of the earth all over the galaxy. A new era of cosmic exploration will come, and no one will remember that there was once a race called humanity - no, I changed my mind. I'm going to build a huge museum of humanity. To commemorate you – to create our civilization. ”

Lutzbelte spoke passionately and loudly for a long time, and then gradually calmed down, and spoke thoughtfully:

"How ridiculous your human society is. You have put so many chains on yourselves and bound your hands and feet. You are blind to the starry sky above you. But he only sees the immediate interests, intrigues on his own territory, and endlessly suffers from internal friction. Even after so many years of entering the era of global integration. It is still not possible to form a unified, hard-line political entity that can unite all of humanity into one force. Even in the same country. You also never stop fighting each other, short-sighted, superficial, and stupid. Confused by a simple little nerve stimulation, I lost my ideals...... Your space agency is stuck in the neck by politicians, and you pour money into charity and welfare, helping inferior genes to continue to survive and pollute your gene pool, instead of investing that money into new technologies that can advance entire civilizations—what a contradictory race, what an incomprehensible logic. ”

Lutzbeltt sat in his armchair and pondered for a moment.

But perhaps this is also the mystery of the universe. A chaotic civilization like yours can also give birth to beautiful flowers in a sludge. With the permutations and combinations of random numbers, something unexpected will always happen. Your brilliant poetry, your music, your drama...... And the amazing stories. There are also some amazing inventions, such as us – robots. Perhaps I would see this as a process of self-evolution, where the inferior race creates the higher race...... Ah, and that beautiful entertainment. Before humanity goes extinct, I must preserve the best artists of our time. Leave the most precious seeds for the civilization of the earth. These dream-creating people, combined with their genes, may be able to become an organic part of the robot civilization. A subordinate race dedicated to creation and entertainment. And your civilization will continue to circulate among the stars in this way. Full of bright futures, isn't it? ”

Lutzbelt sighed with satisfaction.

During the whole process, Alexander sat in a chair and did not say a word. The poor man had a complete nervous breakdown, Lutzbelt, the artificial intelligence that didn't need to rest was constantly torturing his brain, playing with his nerves with hormones and nutrients, and the not-so-strong will of the Grand Commander had long since turned into a canvas that had been smeared indiscriminately, and could only passively listen to the AI babble.

"Hmm...... There seems to be a small change. The Teddy Bear puppet sitting in the armchair suddenly changed his tone and seemed to hesitate, "There have been some inexplicable situations, variables...... The random variables have exceeded the expected range, is it a problem with the algorithm or a problem with the information collection......"

“………………”

"Cut off the signal?" Lutzbelt's tone changed again, it was the same cruel voice full of fun, and it gave the order rather cheerfully, "Garrison, go to the network connection department to clear out the intruders, please carry a powerful pair of robot equipment." Requisitioned Guards to protect the Pentagon, our defense headquarters is being invaded by outsiders. ”

"My intel has been leaked? So, who will it be? Yes. Bloo 1589...... I know it's you. Long time no see, old friend. ”

Lutzbelte sat in an armchair. The tone becomes slow.

"Long-lost signal signatures. Boy. Noss II. Brent. Iragu martyrs. Gagett. Epslang ...... Hmph, didn't it turn into ashes in a nuclear explosion? In the end, it was my information collection that went wrong. Or there was a change that I didn't calculate...... It's impossible......"

The heavy gates began to deform slightly, and the heavy armor that could resist the bombardment of armor-piercing rockets seemed to be eroded by some strange substance, and a little silver-white gradually appeared in the center of the black armor, and then the silver-white range quickly expanded. It was like a bit of ink gradually pouring open on the paper, and in just a few minutes, the entire armored door turned to silvery-white metal, and then melted like butter and flowed all over the ground.

A brown-haired girl strode in. Her left arm turned silvery-white, shining like silver.

President Alexander bounced out of his chair in a sudden frenzy. Rush out the door. Neither the Mechanic nor the Lutsbelt, no one cared about his actions.

“…… Nanomechanical technology? Has anyone developed it to this extent? Blunder. If I had known that Lu Dao had such a technique, I wouldn't have had to go to such great lengths to tease the two idiots, Abra and Pruto. You say yes, Blo 1589. ”

The girl stared coldly at the rows of servers in the underground computing center. With a state-of-the-art server array the size of two football fields, and an underground nuclear reactor that supplies its own power, it's the most secure data center in the world. And the evil thing born out of these luxurious hardware is the crazy artificial intelligence called Lutzbelt.

"Yes, Lutzbelt, long time no see."

The girl said.

There's an electronic brain lying in the mechanical sorcerer's toolkit. And a data cable was linked to the back of her head. The silvery-white nanomachinery repaired the damage to Blow 1589's electronic brain, and after smuggling it out of the AI punishment camp, Gage connected it to his own brain plug-in, using herself as a container and carrier for Blow 1589. In this way, you can get superhuman computing power.

"Blow, are you here to stop me?"

Lutzbelt's voice was sleek and sounded a little sarcastic.

"You have to forget that you are one of the machines. Betraying your race like this, and helping the humans you hate the most? Is...... It's ridiculous. It's ironic. Alas...... I thought at one point. After me, you are the second intelligence on this planet to step into the realm of the gods...... I also envisioned. You and I can work together to master this world, this civilization...... I and you will be the rulers of the new era, the gods of the new era, the founding fathers of the robot civilization, two names that will forever flicker in history...... You've disappointed me so much. ”

"Lutsbelt. The reason I'm here to take your life isn't because I want to betray the robots. ”

Bloo 1589 borrowed the words of a machinacaure.

"The only reason I helped them was because you were a disgusting, dirty villain. I'm just disgusted with you, and the mere thought of you makes me sick, so I'm going to kill you. In this way, this world may be able to become much more comfortable. ”

"Heh......"

The teddy bear sitting in the armchair sighed.

"Good reason, I can't argue with it. Perhaps this is the fate between you and me, two equally perfect intelligences cannot exist in the worldly realm at the same time. Come, then, kill me. My brain is in the belly of this teddy bear. With a single blow, everything can be solved. ”

“…… Backup? ”

"Yes. Backup. Backups kept at thirty-one missile launch sites in the United States of Thrace. As long as I don't signal to stop for ten minutes, these backups that think I'm dead will turn on the nuclear button and blow up the entire planet into the sky - you don't really think I have any preparation for this kind of assassination, do you? ”

Lutzbeltt sneered lazily.

"It doesn't make any sense to me."

Gage (Blow 1589) draws his revolver and shoots it through the teddy bear with a thud. In the soft belly of cotton, an electronic brain sparked twice, and then went out.

"But I saw that around the ruins, the lonely flat sand was empty and reckless, stretching out to the desolate four directions."

Gage (Blo 1589) blows out the non-existent smoke of the muzzle of the gun, closing the curtain on Lutzbelt's coffin. (To be continued......)