The first surprise for the cult Rob was the free ride on the Hyperion starship. The Hyperion was replenishing supplies, and the cult Rob took the opportunity to disembark and descended to this bizarre planet - Honghuang. The specific way of descending was not very decent, it was accompanied by household garbage falling from the sky. The cult Rob was puzzled for a while. The technology has reached the level of interstellar colonization. Can't garbage classification and grading be done well? After learning that this star field is completely controlled by capital, he was relieved. It's not that the technology can't do it, but it's due to interests. Just like now, despite the thick lead clouds and acid rain, as the fully automatic garbage ship dumps garbage, scavengers come from all directions. The situation is like an ant finding an animal carcass and calling friends to carry it. This is easy to understand. The garbage mountain represents a part of the bottom of the food chain and industrial chain. It must be retained after comprehensive analysis and calculation, and it is more profitable to do so. Robo strolled down the mountain, while the scavengers climbed up the mountain with their hands and feet. Their prosthetic transformation ratio was very high, and some of them were obviously modified for better scavenging, which could be called horror-style multifunctional equipment. Most scavengers regarded him as nothing, focusing on entering the scene quickly and picking up garbage. Some of them were strong and agile, and would reveal more of their true thoughts, including but not limited to looking at him with unscrupulous eyes.
Robo knew that some of them, while looking at him, conducted scans and videos with a certain detection nature, probably due to the instinct caused by the good habit of evaluating unfamiliar targets, obtaining information and selling. Robo still had some empathy for this, after all, his main purpose of coming to this universe was to collect information. From this perspective, although these colleagues were of lower grade, the saying was good, only the officials were allowed to set fires, but the people were not allowed to light lamps, which was too overbearing. He asked himself that he was not overbearing. As long as the other party did not block his way and did not cause any offense beyond the line, he would not mind. This is not because he has a good temper, or is generous or noble, but because the other party is far from posing a threat to him, so there is no need to care, just like you don't need to care about a squirrel peeking out of its head when walking. But in the end, he still couldn't avoid a direct contest. This Robo can also understand. Humans are divided into the wise, the foolish and the moderate. The foolish thinks more like beasts and believes in violence. The moderate thinks more like human nature and believes in means. The wise see the mountain as a mountain, likes to skip steps, simplify things, and directly conquer people with force. Whether the opponent is moderate or stupid, they can understand it. What's more, a cyber world like Honghuang is a place far away from order like the garbage mountain, and there is never a shortage of crazy people willing to gamble all in. The mechanical arm deforms, extends a 20MM caliber machine gun barrel, and shoots grenades as anti-material bullets. Although such weapons are old-fashioned, there are still details. After all, gunpowder can't handle such a muzzle velocity, at least it is metallic hydrogen or something. For scavengers, this is already considered high-end. If they can take out military-grade weapons, why do they still need to live in the garbage mountain? They would have gone to the streets to become bandits and bullies. ‘Boom! Snap! ’ When the cannon was fired, the special effects were not only explosive, but also exciting, or frightening. However, the result was more humorous, and it was terrifying to think about it carefully. The huge warhead with a thickness of an inch tube became an iron lump that was completely depleted of kinetic energy and fell in a free fall. The explosive fuse in the warhead, which was measured in milliseconds, did not trigger, like a dumb mine that was pulled but did not explode. ‘Swish! ’ The blade was charged with energy, and the machete, like a ray of light in the darkness, chopped fiercely from the oblique back of Robo, but it missed. The attacker had previously played a dedicated scavenger, and his acting skills were good enough to win the Oscar for Best Supporting Actor. Robo did not notice his abnormality in advance.
It’s not that he couldn’t find it, but there was no need. It doesn't matter if the little crab walks by itself or waves its claws in a show of force. It can't break the defense of leather shoes at all. Moreover, if the cultist Robo is the one wearing leather shoes, then the other party is not qualified to be a little crab. However, the cultist Robo still gave the other party enough respect. After dodging the knife, he waved his hand, and all the flesh and blood of the other party immediately turned into powder particles, like active blood mist, hanging in Robo's right hand. The other prosthetic parts, with the inertia of the attack, scattered all over the ground. The one who fired the cannon before, after a moment of stunned, turned around and ran away. It's meaningless, running too slowly. He threw the blood mist ball out, and the sphere emitting scarlet light drew a beautiful light track in the air, and hit the body of the lunatic in the common automatic track change mode of smart missiles. Following a wave of not-so-strong explosions, the scarlet light formed an effect like pyrotechnic asbestos on the body of the Madman, not only spreading on the surface of the body, but also rapidly spreading inward, forming a three-dimensional erosion. The Madman let out an inhuman howl of pain and quickly turned into a charred carbonized substance, but then, like a beggar chicken removing the mud seal, the effect occurred in all directions. A tall, sturdy and strong human was born from the inside like a magic trick, spreading his arms and howling to the sky. When the eyes of some scavengers were attracted by the burly human, the figure of Robo who was walking gradually faded and then disappeared. The magic puppet, which was more than two meters and five meters tall, glowed with both hands and turned into a different kind of vacuum cleaner. The light mist emitted from its hands turned the scattered metals around into fine particles, sucked them into its hands, and then penetrated into its body. In just a moment, his body surface was transformed into a heavy, slim-fitting, shawled, priest robe, and a round wide-brimmed hat. Although this outfit was old-fashioned, the burly figure of more than 250cm was the basis, and the sense of oppression was still strong. ‘Boom! Boom!’ The magic puppet code-named Priest walked steadily and heavily towards the metropolis with serious light pollution in the rainy night... The cult leader Robo himself was also heading to the metropolis, but he entered the do not disturb mode and took the upper route, flying to the most conspicuous and luxurious skyscraper complex in the city, where he hoped to meet the owner of this city, or one of them. The priest, on his behalf, took the normal sightseeing and walked the streets. Robo was like wearing a VR helmet, and he could appreciate the details of the city from the priest's perspective at any time. While the priest was still strolling, Robo had already arrived above the skyscrapers in the city. Unlike traditional skyscrapers, the skyscrapers here have already had the prototype of a certain nest city, or in other words, a small nest city. To be more specific, first of all, it is a megastructure. As we all know, the field of materials relies heavily on exhaustive methods. However, when supercomputers break through to a certain height, simulation operations can cause the field of materials to show a blowout explosion. The federal humans of the Brilliant Star Cluster have undoubtedly enjoyed the benefits of this explosion. For them, the popular and less popular original materials in the Brilliant Star Cluster have all been transformed into elements of synthetic materials and put on the menu. So, on the one hand, they are not short of materials. A starship has tens of thousands of materials alone, and they don’t worry about logistics problems, because production is no longer manual, but a strong AI with a maximum limit of level three. People are responsible for areas above AI, such as emotional value, etc. On the other hand, the federal humans are eager for new substances and new elements, just like every additional color can renovate countless subdivided new colors on the palette. The small nest in front of the cult Robo is based on synthetic materials, not just one, but multiple. These synthetic materials interact with each other. It can be said that as long as the current environment does not change too drastically, such as the disappearance of the atmosphere, the loss of the planet's magnetic field, the change of gravity, etc., then the interaction of these multiple synthetic materials will only make the base stronger and stronger, until a certain threshold is reached and maintained. The cult Robo is willing to call it a planetary synthetic material. Now, it has reached the threshold, and it looks like neither gold nor wood nor stone, but it is a bit like low-key luxury, which is very attractive to people like Robo who focus on technology and information.
Therefore, the cult Robo does not mind staying in the air for a while longer, observing and analyzing this material, and selecting targets at the same time. After all, the ruler of this city cannot express his status loudly all the time. Only through interactive human behavior can we tell who has the most authority. Robo soon noticed that in this city, the biggest difference from the modern human social structure in his inherent cognition is that there are not so many middle-class people. In other words, it should be divided according to the division method of the feudal era. The nobles accounted for about 200 to 300% and the free people accounted for percent, and the remaining 70% were all impoverished serfs and tenants. For the cult Robo, it was not difficult to come up with this calculation result. He was more divine than the legion Robo, and because of this he was sensitive to the soul, and because of the set of laws he mastered, he was sensitive to life, so he could roughly perceive every living being in the city without the help of equipment, just like Professor X at his peak. Just by comparing the mental and physiological states of these people horizontally, the class can be roughly delineated. Of course, this comparison is not simply whether the spirit is normal, whether the soul is thriving, and whether the body is healthy. It is a spectrum-like heat ratio after a combination of detailed identification items. How many degrees is orange red, how many degrees is pure blue, and how many degrees is incandescent white... The cult Robo has its own identification standards and measurement units, which are not connected with the outside world, but he uses them very conveniently. This is the use of anchoring information and actual information. Black Robo's anchoring information is the set of the Old Ones, and the actual information is collected in the unconnected universe. The confirmation of the former and the perfection of the latter make his comprehensive self-positioning in the universe clearer and clearer, and his ability to interfere with the worlds is getting stronger and stronger. About twenty minutes later, the target was locked. 'Swish!' Robo appeared in front of the other party. It was a teenager with a face full of evil charm and wildness, and with the blood and brain juice on his body and face, he looked even crazier than the scavengers. Robo glanced at the men and women in fancy clothes with different dead faces in the seats on both sides of the luxurious long dining table, and said to the old man who was haggard and dying in the main seat: "Congratulations, you have wiped out your family. I can tell you very responsibly that electronic immortality based on memory data + big data personality model is just a high imitation, which is you in the eyes of others." At the same time, the teenager who looked more than seven points similar to the old man was trying to sneak away. Then, he was suddenly bound in a force field invisible to the naked eye, like being sealed in solid soil, unable to move. Robo didn't even look at the young man. He flipped his hand and a translucent ball of light appeared in his palm. Inside was a bright light ball with a slightly human shape, like a flame in a windless state, changing its shape slightly. "The soul is like this. Of course, your soul is far from this level." The dying old man was like a seeker who was willing to die in the evening. His eyes were full of desire and begging. Robo smiled and said, "I believe in fate. We met at such a dramatic moment. This is fate. So I can give you a chance, a chance that can not only achieve great achievements, but also live forever, or even be immortal. The price is to sacrifice everything."... The soul oath was finally signed. Robo used a little trick to protect the old man's soul, which was like a candle in the wind, with the power of the law, and transferred it to the body of the teenager. He also helped him win the soul battle and devoured the soul of the clone. In this process, the soul oath was inevitably integrated into the soul structure of the fusion soul, which is much more powerful than the thought stamp. If the thought stamp is the regulatory program of the software system, then the integrated soul oath is the steel bar in the load-bearing column of the building.
After helping the old man complete the replacement of his real body, Robo released another batch of spirits, making all the dead, including the old man's body, resurrect. This was a last supper. As the helmsman of the family, the old man used this last meal to murder all important descendants and pave the way for his clone to take over. And just as Robo perceived the old man, memory uploading and electronic immortality, that was just creating a high imitation, which was you in the eyes of others, not the real you. However, the old man also mastered very top-notch technology, and completed the download of memory information through perfect brain cloning + memory programming. Among them, perfect brain cloning is a very particular step, reaching the level of neural synapses, and high imitation reproduction is here, so as to get rid of cyber diseases such as memory illusion and memory loss. Ordinary memory editing, lacking the detailed correspondence of the physical side of the brain, is prone to memory-related cyber diseases. Of course, memory alone is not enough, personality must also be edited. This involves the big data personality model. By capturing people's daily behaviors and their interactions with everything in detail, character profiling is completed. This is the basis for editing the personality framework. It will eventually be organically integrated into memory editing in the form of memory information, repeatedly emphasized, and associated with a series of memory bank information. But even so, even if even the person next to you can't tell the real from the fake, it is still a high imitation, and it is you in the eyes of others. Finally, a bioelectric bombardment will be carried out to activate consciousness. This is almost the ultimate in the current physical body replacement of science and technology. However, from Rob's point of view, this is actually a pseudo-soul manufacturing, consciousness cloning, and a mortal-level clone. The main body has not been annihilated, and the soul fire of the clone has been ignited. These are two, replacing the old with the new, not a soul transfer... Rustle and rustle, detoxification, cleaning, and cleaning. The dead in the room are alive, and even the aging body has regained vitality. If there is no practical need, you have to pretend to be sick, and you can directly have white hair and a youthful face, and rejuvenate. Spirits are all energy life that can live well without relying on the body. In Eastern metaphysics, it is called Yang Shen. Picking up the body is like a senior engineer picking up mechanical equipment. There are many strategies and means. Clapping hands, AI servants came in, like an assembly line, tearing off the broken table and replacing it with a new one. The previous dead have also finished washing and tidying up, and sat down again in neat clothes. It is still a family dinner, celebrating the old master's health and the Kailash family's rebirth. The real old master who has also truly gained a new life lives in Aijid, and now he can only stand on the side of the fake old master's seat, like a personal servant. His expression control ability is very good, and there is a hint of complex emotions in the depths of his eyes. It can only be said that he is worthy of being the revival master of the Kailash family who won the bloody battle. And this is also what Robo likes about him. If it was just a qualified successor, Robo would let him die. But the Lord of the Restoration, although not as good as the first generation of founders who started from scratch, is also good at fighting in the circle of predators who are treacherous and treacherous, and still has some value. Of course, the Crown City in front of us no longer needs Gilad Kailash, because it will soon be shaped into a religious city, and there will no longer be an environment suitable for Gilad to be active. So, Gilad is a claw reaching out to the outside. Neighboring cities, or hostile cities, may also have both attributes at the same time. In short, Robo's ultimate goal is the entire Honghuang Star, and he is actually the governor of the planet part-time. Robo feels that this is barely worthy of his strength. The strong always inevitably have to obtain the identity, status, and interests that match them.
The cult Robo is not the black Robo, he is more down-to-earth. After all, the mission given to him by the black Robo is a very down-to-earth job.