Chapter 189: The Dark Apostle and Puppet Technique
“Sh*t, the queen bug is about to blow up! Be careful of the corrosive juices!” Han shouted.
At this critical moment, a scene suddenly took place that became unforgettable to Han for his entire life time. Those robots rushed to the collapsed entrance to the a.r.s.enal, using their bodies to block up the entrance, and to protect Han.
Bang~
After hearing a loud noise, the queen bug really exploded. The green and white highly corrosive liquid filled the entire base, instantly killing tens of thousands of dark insects and robots.
Those learning robots, they used their body and protect Han, and protected the cruising missiles from exploding!
This was a respectable and shocking behavior. There was still a big difference between robots and humans, and that was when the robot decided to do something, they were not afraid of death.
As for humans, even for a soldier full of tough bones like Han, in the face of death, it’s inevitable to have a fierce struggle inside his heart.
In terms of this, the robots’ determination is stronger than humans.
Han pushed away those robots that were severely damaged from protecting him, and he noticed that the base is full of decadent smell and foggy white smoke.
Inside the white smoke, more and more robots rushed in, using their specially made spears and overturned the dark bugs to the ground.
When the robots joined the battle, the dark bugs’ number advantage no longer exist. There are hundreds of millions of learning robots on this planet, and now these robots were awakening, joining in the battle fearlessly.
The battle subsided after a few hours. The seemingly mellow learning robots that loved studying philosophy became exceptionally brave in battles and left Han with a very deep impression.
Perhaps this was because the learning robots and other types of robots were different. Other types of robots obey orders to fight, but the learning robots were driven by their own heart and will to go onto the battlefield.
The robots began clearing the disgusting and highly corrosive liquids in the base, they found some metal powder and dirt, placed them on the ground after mixing the two, and threw them away after enough liquid was absorbed.
Han noticed, after the queen bug died, inside its body was actually another smaller bug. Since the explosion took place from inside of the body, the quantum computer had been destroyed, but this approximately two meters long flat bug was actually perfect intact and wasn’t subject to any corrosive liquid damage.
No doubt, this worm had an incredibly hard body, or maybe that was actually the true form of the queen bug, and the one that Han battled before was just its puppet.
For Han, this bug was an excellent material for manufacturing fusion beasts, and this dark apostle’s body. Han suddenly had an whimsical idea, if he recombined the dark apostle, could he create a new type fusion beast with super powers?
The learning robot agreed to gather the corpse Han wants for him, so he left the base, went back and found the learning robot’s leader Mild Wind.
At that moment, Mild Wind was leading a large number of students in a discussion.
“Who can tell me, what does this battle really mean?” With an old professor-like look, Mild Wind asked those robots.
“It means that we are no longer subject to being prisoned, and finally acquired freedom.”
“The path to freedom requires us to fight for ourselves.”
“War is the only way to protect freedom.”
The younger learning robots were all replying, Mild Wind shook his head and said, “You are all talking about freedom, but what is freedom?”
“To be able to do whatever we want!”
“Yes, from now on when we have discussions, we don’t have to be afraid of the bugs coming to kill us, and that’s freedom.”
The young learning robots eagerly began to answer again. Han slightly frowned on the side, and it was seen by Mild Wind. He turned to Han and asked Han to talk about his point of view.
“Han, as a human, what is freedom to you?” Mild Wind asked.
Han sad down beside Mild Wind and lightly said, “In the past, my thoughts were just like yours, as long as we can do anything we want, that’s freedom. But now, I have a deeper understanding.”
“For example, I come from Earth, there are 15 billion people on Earth. These people are free, because they are under the protection of the army, but I’m not free, because I’m a member of the army. Many times involuntarily, I had to fight in order to protect our people.”
“So I thought, the so-called freedom, is to sacrifice some people’s freedom to help more people acquire freedom. If sacrificing freedom wasn’t enough, even the soldiers’ life were sacrificed. The so-called freedom, must have a free environment first, and that environment comes with a price.”
Han’s words were very plain, but it caught the interest of many robots and they listened carefully.
A robot asked, “You are saying, if us learning robots want to live freely, we will need a portion of us robots to give up the kind of freedom we were discussing, to protect everyone, and that’s when we can truly be free?”
“Yes.” Han nodded, “If you want a life of freedom, you must first create a free collective, and this collective will not appear without reason, it needs someone to pay the price to exchange.”
“Then you are one of the people whose freedom were sacrificed?”
“Yes, I indeed don’t have too much freedom, but I can use my own effort to let my people live on freely. That’s also a pleasure, and I enjoy it.”
The discussion was very ardent, Han felt that a bunch of people sitting down together reasoning was actually a pretty fun thing to do.
“You want to invite us to a place 15 million light years away? To be the humans’ slave?” When Han spoke of the immigration plan, Mild Wind slightly frowned and asked.
Han shook his head, “No, to be us humans’ friends. You are a community, you are free. I not only invited you, but also invited anyone in the Milky Way that wants to continue living on freely, regardless of their race.”
“Going or not, you can decide. It’s just that if you guys are going, then it’s equivalent to joining a community that strives for freedom, in which everyone has to shoulder their own obligations and bear the cost of freedom.”
After Han finished, a robot came to tell him that the things he wanted has been prepared. As for the Moonlight G.o.ddess heavy a.s.sault s.h.i.+p, the base had sufficient facilities to complete this job but it would take some time. Han really didn’t want to drive a stars.h.i.+p with 72% armor layer damaged back into s.p.a.ce, that was just asking to get screwed.
In any case, Han had to stay there for a few days, so he decided that he might as well find an empty room in the base. He moved in the queen bug and the dark apostle’s body, and started his attempt to manufacture a new fusion beast that not even Wuyun had tried before. As for what the learning robots ultimately decided to do, it didn’t hurt to wait a bit.
The portable genetic modification equipment set was brought out. Now Han had 3 dimension rings on him, not to mention the super large Lunar Mark, there was also the ring that he got from Witch clan leader Mandala which was approximately 100 meter squares filled with all kinds of drugs, medicine, and many things that Han didn’t even know about.
The smallest dimension ring was only 1 cubic meter big, and it was dedicated for storing that egg. That strange egg, ever since it had some of its energy absorbed by Han and was threatened by Han using the Star-Strangling Boa, the creature inside the egg became quiet. Oh well, one day it would come out of the egg, and by then Han will know what’s inside.
Han made the room really messy with not even room to place your feet, and he himself just held the dark apostle and the remnants of the queen bug, carefully studying it. This little thing had a very solid sh.e.l.l, but that was not a problem for Han, because he had the Ares-cla.s.s Star-Strangling Boa, the sharpness of this blade could slice almost any material in this world.
The data displayed that the dark apostle had strong regenerative properties, but the zero-degree brain region was cut in half by Han, causing the corpse to not have super power even if it was revived in the state of fusion beasts, and ma.s.sing source energy might even be a problem.
Han has no idea where to start, from the genetic point of view, this wasn’t re-activating a beast, but reconstructing a person, and the characteristics of the dark apostle was almost no different from a human esper at the warlord level.
The skills and knowledge taught by Wuyun was not enough to complete this difficult task, so Han pulled out Mandala’s notes out again to study.
Aside from recording notes on his poison techniques, Mandala also noted about his two brothers, Fantasy Neptune and Sha Emperor. The three of them seemed to often discuss things together, and among them the Sha Emperor, who was a master at puppet technique, had the best relations.h.i.+p with him.
When King Mandala went to the Headhunter Star System, the Sha Emperor even gifted him precious puppet tool,
Inside King Mandala’s dimension ring, Han found a chip with mysterious patterns engraved on it. This is a precious puppet chip, and the notebook has detailed instructions on how to use it: as long as one inserted this chip into the enemy’s zero-degree brain region, he will be able to gain the control of the enemy without compromising the enemy’s combat strength at all.
“Insert the chip into zero-degree brain region?” Han suddenly hesitated, and started thinking.
This seems to be a type of control technology, now that the dark apostle’s zero-degree brain region was split into two, if the chip was used as a bridge to connect them again, could some of the functions of the zero-degree brain region be restored?
Han had an unusual focus, he could endure the unbearable loneliness of ordinary people and spend months of his time practicing nonstop. Of course he could also start his own research and carry on with great enthusiasm.
As for what the learning robots were doing outside, Han didn’t care at all. Now all he cared about was how to make use of the queen bug and dark apostle’s dead body and create a new form of life to make up for his loss of G.o.dly Armored Beasts.
For this, he worked selflessly. His hair became messy, voice became hoa.r.s.e, and the robots could often hear Han crazily laughing in the middle of the night, and also often heard the sound of rattling and pounding.
In the blink of an eye, a week pa.s.sed, Mild Wind came and pushed opened the closed door.
He just saw Han with fully bloodshot eyes and mumbling to himself while facing something on the operating table.
Mild Wind curiously walked up and took a look, and he almost got scared onto the floor.
“Oh c.r.a.p! What kind of demon is this?!”