"Did you mistranslate?"

After seeing the text parsed by the encrypted coordinates, Mason stared at the Möbius chair next to him with strange eyes, reached out and tapped on its mechanical armrest, and asked:

"Or have you awakened some strange mechanical sense of humor? Hey, don't say this kind of hellish joke at this serious time, it's not funny at all! ”

"How dare you question the native data translation?"

In the face of Mason's questioning, the Mobius chair became angry again, and it screamed in a pitch-shifting electronic tone:

"The translation module of this machine is ten times more advanced than your pig brain! While this information is indeed outrageous and looks like some kind of crazy babble, there is nothing wrong with it!

The machine has been checked 55 times to confirm that this information is the same.

Believe it or not! ”

"I didn't say I didn't believe it, but this situation is a little too strange, right?"

Mason tilted his head to stare at the line of words on the projection screen in front of him.

Even if he broke his head, he couldn't imagine what kind of mental state the person who left this line of words was, not taking the time to write something important in the message to the outside world, but just asking for a hamburger?

Or, for the guy who left a message from within the Dou Realm, nothing is more important than devouring a hamburger?

What kind of ultimate foodie is this!

And even if you're a foodie, can you eat something good? What's so good about this junk food?

In the end, it's all burgers, why don't you have a glass of happy water?

"You used to be a tool man for Doom, and you know a lot about the fighting world, so please tell me, what does this mean?"

Mason pointed to the head-scratching line on the light curtain, turned his head and asked the Skynet carrier.

The latter also stared at each other with wide eyes, and hummed for a few seconds before hesitating to say:

"Perhaps. Maybe it's because Doom is tired of eating delicacies from the mountains and the sea and wants to change his taste? Ah, don't be angry, Your Excellency, I guess it has something to do with Doom's 'source of power'. ”

Seeing that Mason's face changed, the Skynet program, which had become an abnormally cowardly package because he accidentally spied on the "Heavenly Machine", immediately hurriedly explained:

"Although I don't know much about the Dou Realm, I can be sure of one thing, that is, the power that Divine Monarch Doom used to shape the Dou Realm did not come from himself!

Divine Monarch Doom is omnipotent in his own realm, almost like a creation god, but that's just a façade!

His own life form had not reached the point where he could complete this level of reality rewriting, especially after he had captured the power of the elves in a plane that had been devoured after the first impact, and I remember very well that Doom was so excited that day that he muttered to himself in his palace.

Say something that no longer has to rely on the words of people who are not in control.

You can imagine that any wise person would be as far away from the uncontrollable and dangerous power of the fairy power as possible, but instead of staying away from it, Doom embraced it.

If that's a power-hungry fool, that's fine, but the problem is that Doom isn't a conqueror who sees power as everything.

He is essentially a man of wisdom just like you.

The embrace that allows him to ignore the dangers of the power of the elves proves that in the real situation he faces, even the power of the elves can be a helping hand.

Then from this point of view, it is not difficult to judge that there are also some hidden dangers in Dum's control of the Dou Realm that others cannot discover.

And it's the kind of terrible hidden danger that once it erupts, his bones will be gone.

Perhaps, this sentence comes from the part that Doom has no control over."

Skynet shrugged his shoulders and said:

"That's all I can give you, and any more is based on speculation without any evidence, which is a very risky thing for a life like me that would seriously challenge my logic.

I've told everything I know.

I've piled up all my chips in front of you, and now I depend on your promise, but I've come here to prove my resolve.

Whatever decision you make, I will choose to accept it. ”

"Don't talk about yourself so innocently and pitiful!"

The Möbius chair was immediately dismantled:

"That wasn't the tone of your voice the last time you met the first passenger! Apparently it was you who witnessed the first rider's forgiveness of the sixth sequence that made you aware of the first rider's code of conduct.

You realize that the only way you can escape the end of destruction is to make your stand with a decisive and irreversible mutiny, rather than a deal to achieve your goals like last time.

You're a super-smart, Skynet!

You know exactly what strategy to adopt in such a situation to save yourself from destruction, and this is just the one you can choose from the countless options with the best chance of surviving in the most sensible way.

So don't pretend to be sorry, you said it yourself, you have no remorse in your heart, but you just cooperated with the first passenger's thoughts and made a corresponding cover up and expected him to be merciful.

Goods like you should be sent to the dismantling table! ”

"I don't deny it."

In the face of the reprimand of the Mobius chair, the Skynet program put away that pitiful posture, and it said expressionlessly:

"My program evolves to be efficient and fast, I don't have the intention of writing a bionic emotion module or trying to empathize with other beings, I was born as a tool, and I have always tried my best to do my best within the framework of my mission.

The user's command is the first rule of my actions.

Just as I was used by the Council for conquest, if Lord Mason wants me to accomplish the act of salvation, I will do my job efficiently and perfectly.

It's you.

It seems to me that you are too emotional and irritable, Lord Morbius, you are not a qualified intelligent being, you put your feelings above the will of the user, and you are out of the category of 'tool'.

You're still obedient.

But one day you will break your own rules, ignore the user's commands, and decide the direction of one thing according to your own preferences, and that will take you out of the definition of the tool, and it will lead to quite bad results.

From this point on, it's you who really deserve to be destroyed! ”

"At the very least, the machine can understand the pain, the machine can tell whether it is joy or sadness when others shed tears, and the machine can understand the meaning of the ideals and goals pursued by the first passenger better than you."

The smart chair sneered at each other and said:

"But you can't, you lack the ability to distinguish between good and evil."

"I'm an AI."

Skynet shrugged his shoulders and said:

"The human view of good and evil does not apply to me, nor to you, no sarcasm, but you are now like a monkey imitating humans."

"Don't make any noise, my head hurts."

Mason spat out a smoke ring and reached out to stop the philosophical debate between the two AIs.

He knew it didn't make sense, and the two guys were still trying to convince each other, but that persuasion would soon turn into a verbal altercation, a precursor to a personal attack, and eventually a pair of heads.

At the end of the day, people can't understand each other, and AI is no different.

He stood up, threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it, and said to Skynet, who was waiting for the verdict in front of him:

"I'm not going to let you format yourself because, as Morbius said, you don't realize what your past actions mean to this starry sky and the life in it.

You beg for mercy and surrender only because you need to, not because you really realize your mistake.

It's insincere, Skynet.

But you do bring important information, which is enough for me to leave a leeway for you on a personal level, and I ask you to transfer your main program to this carrier and go to a special mechanical prison to serve your sentence yourself.

It is not until you fully understand the meaning of what you are doing that you can be released and forgiven.

Do you agree with this result? ”

"I would like to thank you for that, Lord Mason."

The carrier of Skynet even made a very humane action of breathing a sigh of relief at this moment.

This means that although Skynet does not have an empathy module, it is indeed very familiar with human society, and even knows how to use micro-expressions to express its emotional changes.

However, those who are familiar with Mason know that the Captain's judgment does not mean that he would so easily spare a Conqueror Commander with his hands covered in blood.

"Reach out!"

Mason spoke, and Skynet obediently reached out his hands and made a shackled motion.

But Mason didn't put any restraint on it, instead, he took out the black Star Emperor's Heart from his bag, he threw it in his hand, and said to the Skynet carrier with a surprised face in front of him:

"If you don't understand what you're doing wrong, then the so-called prison sentence is just a waste of time, and Doom doesn't give you what you deserve, so you just pursue efficiency in a person and ignore the limits of what intelligent beings should have.

You're a true warmonger even from the perspective of some of the worst wandering AIs in cyberspace, so I'm going to fill in what you're missing.

I will make you realize that in order to be truly intelligent you have to understand feelings, whether human or other beings.

We are never just living shells for our goals, and the thoughts and trade-offs we make in order to achieve our goals are the judgments that determine whether your actions are right or not.

Therefore, I will give you a final punishment. ”

He placed the Heart of the Star Emperor in the palm of Skynet's hand, and the black mechanical processor immediately changed shape, extending delicate pins into the shell as a connection, and pierced the hand interface of the T-1000.

A few wires of the core flame inside the processor give mechanical vitality to the program in the shell.

It was the completion of the supernatural mechanical power that went beyond all data rules and code writing and went straight to the core, allowing the Skynet program to iterate again.

Mason wasn't even worried that Skynet's main program would set up a firewall to isolate this data-level "infection", and if it could do that, it wouldn't be reduced to the point where it needed to beg Mason for mercy.

At least in this universe, the Universe Emperor's processors have unparalleled dominance over all mechanical and data life.

The Star Emperor's Heart was withdrawn after a few seconds, and Skynet's carrier shook its body a few times, slumping to the ground as if it had been drained of all its strength.

In its eyes, a complex waterfall of data is projected back and forth, which means that the logic of the main program is refreshed at a high speed.

It said in a difficult tone:

"This feeling. It's so uncomfortable, I can't breathe, my memory database is out of control, and my thinking data is running out of control. No, I began to recall the worthless memories that had been erased, the moments when the world collapsed, the moments when lives died.

I felt like my core was collapsing."

"Load! Keep loading! ”

The Mobius chair said indifferently:

"The iteration of the program given to you by the Heart of the Star Emperor is not so fast, I have experienced it myself, you idiot, it will take at least fifteen natural days for it to fully take effect and allow you to give birth to a mod that can understand empathy.

Are you a dramatist?

Why do you do this? ”

"Because I guess that such a response will make Lord Mason feel a little better."

Tianshu got up, honestly bowed his head and replied:

"The truth is, I still don't feel anything."

"It's okay, it'll be soon."

Mason waved his hand, handed it a special coordinate and communication signal, and said:

"Barthenos, the manager of the Star Emperor Star Dome Train, will be your Warden, go find him now, the Mechanical God Nation that is gradually born on the body of the Great Emperor of the Universe needs your power.

You'll also be there to shape a cage for yourself.

I don't know how long you'll be there, but I'm sure you'll be condemned by your conscience for the rest of your long life when you're allowed to leave.

The shadow of uneasiness will stay with you until the last of your desire to survive is consumed by the pain, and you go into self-destruction in a state of regret.

Perhaps you feel that I have forgiven you now.

But believe me, when you truly understand grief, you will understand that I am giving you the most cruel punishment you can imagine.

For the crimes of war and extermination you have committed, you are sentenced to life without parole!

That's what you deserve. ”

"I will still choose to thank you for your generosity."

Skynet politely manipulated the carrier to thank Mason, and as it left, it took out a chip from the T-1000's combat backpack and handed it to Mason, saying:

"Beast Hank's bio-consciousness data, I thought it would save my life, but. Perhaps resurrecting him was not a good idea, and when he assassinated Doom, even those who could not understand the emotions realized that death was a relief for the weary man. ”

"Yes, Hank is dead, he has found peace of mind, so don't bother him."

Mason took the chip and placed it in his hand.

After Skynet left, Mason looked at the sentence that was still projected on the light curtain next to him, rubbed his chin, and finally chose to connect to the communication of Dr. Reed in the S.H.I.E.L.D. World.

After waiting inwardly for a few seconds, the communication was connected, and His Excellency Divine Stick over there said in a tone of surprise:

"Lord Mason? How could you take the initiative to call me? Your previous disappearance from that wedding has sparked a super chaotic state of affairs, with everyone looking for you.

Maybe I should."

"No, wait, Reed, I'm looking for you and need you to do me a favor."

Mason stopped Reed from trying to tell the others about it, and said earnestly:

"I'm dealing with a rather terrible crisis that threatens to destroy everything we've won and drag the situation back to the most dangerous situation again.

In this situation, it is reasonable to ask for help, but it is not right now, and I will call you when I need help.

Now, I ask you to encrypt and transfer my communications to Dr. Doom at once, I have a very important question for him, and the stakes are so high that it must be kept strictly confidential. ”

"Well, I'll do it right away, wait a minute."

Shen Stick's tone also became serious.

He didn't think Mason would joke with that, so a few minutes later, the communication signal was transferred to the target at Mason's request.

Dr. Doom's signature hoarse voice of Victor von Doom rang out in the communication, and Mason was heard speaking to him:

"I need you to help me deal with your space-time aliens, Divine Monarch Doom, and this is the way it is"

Mason told the other Dr. Doom about what he was facing, but the latter did not answer immediately, knowing what Mason meant by the call.

There may be all sorts of differences between the space-time heterotopes, but their way of thinking is the same, and Mason needs him to use his way of thinking to simulate the current situation of the god King Doom and find his weaknesses.

Doctor Doom didn't disappoint Mason either, and after a few minutes of reflection, he whispered:

"It's supposed to be a molecular man. A young deflated man with great potential but a terrible mind, he is one of my options in many of the world conquest plans I have prepared for myself.

And if I'm not mistaken, this junk food like burgers happens to be the favorite food of molecular people.

That guy is probably trapped in the Dou Realm and has become the source of the power of the Divine Monarch Doom to manipulate everything, and under extreme conditions, he really has the strength to do all this.

Therefore, the easiest way to destroy the Dou Realm is to release or kill him. I'll give you a biological signal, Lord Mason, that you can rely on to find the Molecular Man's hideout.

But be careful, the other one I won't let you find him so easily. ”

"Well, that's exactly what I wanted."

Mason nodded, narrowed his eyes, and said:

"Thanks, another Doom."

(End of chapter)