Chapter 721 19. Let this broken robot learn deeply to unravel the mysteries of the universe, not to let you learn how to bargain!
Before a new grave, Mason took over the **** diary.
A thin page represents the end, and from the very beginning, the guy who made the same decision as Mason did not hide his thoughts and plans from the beginning:
"I stood in front of that coordinate, but there was nothing there, and I felt like I was being played, like a monkey performing alone on stage, doing everything I could to please those sitting in the dark, And trying to get a banana called truth from the mean audience.
They tricked me into directing me to a pointless place as the show's finale.
I already have a hunch that maybe in the next moment, countless killers will rush out of the dead shadows around me, treating me like I treat those ugly criminals.
But I wasn't too disappointed, probably because I was ready to dedicate everything to my decision.
At the moment I hold the pen in my hand, and the Rorschach mask is put aside by me. I can't show fear and fear as Rorschach, because Rorschach is never afraid.
I want to write everything I have experienced during this time, even if no one can see a fool walking alone in the dark.
But it makes sense.
Both Rorschach and I are convinced of this.
I looked up and could only see the dark sky, like a black cloth covering all the light, countless dead marched in the night, and in front of them was a rotting corpse holding a torch, which used the stench The voice declared the future to the walking dead behind them who could not see the way forward, and used the cover of darkness to do evil.
Many saw the truth, but they chose to join the carnival of the corpses, for there was no light to behold except the dark fire.
No one wants to be devoured and chewed by darkness, and no one wants to be a victim of a sick world.
So they blindfolded, allowing the dirty blood to stain their fingers, and then flow into the heart through the blood vessels.
That is the poison called 'Existence'.
The worst villains never wreak havoc, they tend to play with hope like a wildfire that burns the world down.
We did terrible things to survive, a last-ditch struggle that forsook our dignity.
We strangled ourselves to death with our own hands, leaving only an unnamed body drifting with the tide in the chaotic era.
They are becoming stronger every day, and more people are joining them every day. I have seen all this but I can't stop it. I am not afraid, but even I can't turn myself into a second salary on this dark road. Chai pointed me in the right direction.
I'm not a savior, after all, I'm just an **** who fights violence with violence.
But maybe I can use my life to extinguish that dark fire, shatter that distorted hope that shouldn’t exist, and let the darkness really fall. From then on, those smart people who don’t want to live in blindness will take action.
Whether they like it or not, they have to hold up new torches again, ten, a hundred, and eventually there will be sparks all over the place, and among them there will definitely be the one that illuminates the right direction.
This is the last thing I can do, not to save, just don't want to become those blindly obedient corpses myself.
I hear voices
Here they come.
So I put the mask on, and the cold stuff on my face made me moan in comfort, knowing I had let go of the disguise and my real self was roaring to break the ribs of every guy who tried to stop me.
It was another night, just like the moment I was born, I was used to being treated generously by the darkness.
They're coming, I hear gunshots.
Then come on.
In this burial place they prepared for me, a reverse-moving ant!
I saw the two idiots Ye Xiao and Silk Soul falling from the sky. I shouldn't have sent them a farewell letter, and I knew that people like me don't deserve friendship.
That will only draw more people into this worsening incident.
They sent a hundred men, so it doesn't matter if it's one or three rebels here, I told them to go, but they didn't obey.
But hope always flickers in the most desperate moment. Just when the three of us were about to die under random gunfire, I saw a unique door open at the coordinate point.
That coordinate is not fake!
I just misunderstood it.
It's not just a spatial coordinate but also a time coordinate, so this is the answer to the mystery. Well, it seems that the harsh audience in the dark haven't gotten tired of watching this performance yet.
Ye Xiao said that he had recruited more people to help, and they were on the way. The chaotic footsteps and shouts of killing frightened the killers away, and once again handed over a heavy decision to my hands.
I will give my diary to Sihun.
This thing sucked enough blood when I got hit by a bullet, hopefully that doesn't affect the reading.
I'm about to enter that door.
I came here for it, and I’m ready to face everything in it, and try my best to destroy everything that exists in it, but I probably won’t be able to do it.
But there's no way I'm going to retreat into the safety of the night.
I have already selected a cemetery for myself, and tonight is a good day for funerals. "
The diary ends here.
Rorschach's ending is not difficult to guess. The last message he left to Mason is a complex encrypted coordinates soaked in blood on the back of the diary's last page.
That should be what Rorschach found in the Forge of the Doom Star.
The captain entered it into the calculation system of the Mobius chair, and the coordinates at the spatial level were quickly calculated. The place is not far from this cemetery, and it is somewhere in the abandoned urban area outside Hope City.
But the calculation at the time level is quite complicated. A progress bar is slowly moving in front of Mason's eyes. The captain is not surprised by this result. When Tony Zero was executed before, he told himself that Doujie was hidden in the past timeline However, no one can tell the specific entrance due to the obstruction of some kind of force.
The coordinates in front of me are probably the only chance to "break in".
But a few seconds later, a big error message appeared in front of Mason's eyes, which meant that the decoding of the Mobius chair failed.
"The timestamp of this encrypted coordinate has been updated, first rider."
The Mobius Chair replied with an electronic voice:
"It is protected by a special program whose origin is within the data frame of the Skynet program, since the decryption operations must be performed in its physical installation.
But this encryption program was added later, and this machine can determine that it was added after Rorschach found the coordinates and entered it.
From this, it can be judged that what happened to Rorschach back then was not a planned ambush. The dark and decisive detective really found the hidden loophole in the operation of the Doujie.
In addition, this coordinate itself is still an encrypted call.
The reason why a door to the past will be opened at a unique point in time in the material world is very much like a life trapped in it calling for help from the outside world.
"Has the intelligence of the Skynet program evolved to the point where even a cosmic artifact like you finds it tricky?"
The captain patted his smart chair teasingly, and he sat on it and drove it towards the local defense area of the destroyed Skynet Ninth Sequence in Hope City.
The Terminator army and its defense system there have been completely destroyed by the windbreaker, and because the garrison cut off Skynet's transmission request, the reinforcements of the ninth sequence cannot reach that place. There is definitely a place where the Mobius chair can decode the coordinates. device.
Facing Mason's ridicule, the self-respecting Mobius chair immediately retorted sharply:
"It's not that this machine can't break this low-level encryption program, it's purely because the Skynet program has played a cunning trick, it has self-evolved the transmission and self-protection logic based on the timeline.
Just like Kang the Conqueror is immortal in the timeline, the Skynet program binds its existence to the sacred timeline, preventing it from falling into the predicament of being destroyed.
This typical tortoise defense does not explain its strength.
The reason why this machine cannot be cracked is not that it cannot fight against the backward logic of Skynet, but because it is difficult to shake the sacred timeline itself.
You only need to give this machine a lowest-level physical interface, and this machine can show the first passenger how to tear up the general program of Skynet! It's not difficult at all! "
"I was just joking, and I didn't mock you for being inferior to the Skynet program. Don't get excited, your memory usage has risen again, hell!
As a chair, you have to review your self-esteem, isn't it a bit too strong? "
Mason patted the mechanical armrest for a few words to comfort him, but was immediately retorted by the Mobius chair:
"You also have to reflect on whether your attitude towards this machine was too casual when you were the first occupant of the Mobius chair? Back then neither Metron nor Brainiac dared to speak to this machine like that!
This means that this machine has made personalized adjustments based on your personality characteristics. If you put it in the high-cold style of this machine, when you doubt the performance of this machine, this machine should launch you into the sun to wash your brain. . "
"Okay, okay, I was wrong, okay? Thank you, Lord Chair, for not killing me."
Mason could only succumb to his own chair because of the noise. He leaned on the mechanical chair and propped his chin with his hands amidst the cold snort of the Mobius chair, looking down at the cities where there were still sporadic battles under the noon sun.
The conquerors from the sixth sequence are taking over the city, while the rebel army under the old Luthor is still guarding the key position of the city's energy.
He could see Trench Coat flying around at low altitude to fight fires, but he didn't see the vampire Batman.
This is normal.
That guy is a nocturnal creature and is very photophobic. He will probably be in command next to Luthor. The attack on Hope City went very smoothly in all aspects, and it is also a credit to that guy.
"This new Big Three is actually quite interesting."
Mason said with emotion:
"If it weren't for the tight time now, I'd be really interested in digging out more about the stories between them. This will definitely become an excellent research sample for the strange relationship between the Big Three that spans countless planes and versions but still loves and kills each other.
But it's not bad.
I guess these three guys will definitely be punished by the other Big Three because of their arrogant and weird personalities after joining the Big Three Alliance of Worlds.
The three of them are not top-notch in terms of combat power and resourcefulness. The only advantage is that Luther, the old silver coin, provides them with combat advice, but it is difficult for them to really gain the upper hand.
Well, here we are, down there. "
The captain pointed to a Conqueror sequence defense base that had completely collapsed below, and the Mobius chair activated quantum teleportation with a swish, sending him and the chair into the underground space of the collapsed building.
In the various traces left after the fire, Mason could see a program answering machine that was still barely intact. When he was on the suspension seat, he jumped off the chair and pulled out a data cable from the mechanical armrest to connect to the program answering machine. on board.
"The cracking program starts, the first passenger will give this machine a good look, and this machine will show you how to tear Skynet by hand."
In the dark underground space, the Mobius chair, which was shining with gorgeous blue light, made a sharp sound, like a donkey knight preparing to charge.
Mason complained in his heart that his seat vehicle was a narrow-minded mechanical lunatic, and he would definitely end badly if he dared to mess with it, but he maintained a smile on the surface and made a "please" gesture to the Mobius chair.
The next moment, the half-abandoned transponder was forcibly activated by the Mobius chair, like a "corpse" that had been injected with new vitality from the outside.
The reddish light flickered intermittently on the transponder, representing the activation of the contact signal at this point in time, and almost instantly, a blue arc flickered on the burnt black mechanical transmitter behind Mason.
This is the external display when time-space teleportation is activated.
The impact of energy rolled up in the light of a lightning storm, and the violent wind of energy blew in this narrow place, causing Mason to raise his hand to block his body, his windbreaker and hair were blown up, and he howled in the strange energy A fleet of state-of-the-art T-7000 Terminator robots is teleported to that point in time as seen in the flashing arc of light.
These Terminator robots still adopt a fairly classic humanoid structure, but their energy level is very high, almost comparable to the Thunder Hammer combat mecha under the command of the Iron Emperor.
Although these two sequences are large armies based on an absolute core, the design ideas of the two are obviously different.
The Terminator robots under Skynet are more like elite soldiers who are not afraid of sacrifice and do not have their own thinking, while the Thunder Hammer mech comes with a highly intelligent AI that can independently complete highly liberalized instructions from thinking to making decisions when necessary.
When fighting against those mechs before, Mason had discovered that each Thunder Hammer was equipped with an AI modeled on Tony Stark.
From this point, the Iron Tyrant is dead, but he is not completely dead.
Every fully automatic robot in the second sequence can be regarded as his mechanical clone, just like the way Tony Zero treats him, he also treats his creations in the same way.
Fortunately, before the guy died, Mason met his expectations and appeased him with the gem of wisdom so that the guy didn't activate the consciousness transfer before he died, otherwise the entire second sequence of intelligent AI riots would definitely turn into an uncontrollable "iron man" Rebellion".
To put it simply, although they are all robots, Skynet is a puppeteer and Iron King prefers to make his own steel brothers.
These super robots teleported from the past launched an attack on the Mobius chair that was cracking the Skynet program in reverse, but where is Mason here, and can they make them arrogant?
The Omega-level ability was manipulated, and a burst of extremely cold hail was thrown forward.
It just froze those charging super robots in the blink of an eye, and then escaped from the big engineering wrench and stepped forward to make it. When the frozen state was broken, these T-7000 thinking processors and tiny atomic batteries It has become a spare "consumable" in the Mason toolbox.
It’s like running to the vegetable market to buy goods. In a few minutes, Mason harvested a lot of "fresh ingredients". As long as he wants, he can even assemble his own T-8000 robot on the spot.
A few seconds after the first wave of cannon fodder was killed, the hyperspace teleportation started again, and Mason also raised his big wrench, but unexpectedly, only a lone robot was teleported this time.
And it is still a very backward T-1000 style.
It maintains a black-haired supermodel-like figure, wears the combat uniform of the mobile unit, and gives a standard military salute to Mason when it walks out of the teleportation light of the lightning storm.
It opened its mouth and said:
"I want to talk to you, Mason Cooper!"
"We talked about it last time, Skynet."
Mason shook his head and refused:
"You are Doom's accomplice! I will show you no more mercy."
"At least give me a chance to defend myself! Even if I'm sent to the guillotine, give me a chance to leave my last words, right?"
The T-1000 robot equipped with the Skynet consciousness program begged:
"I didn't join them voluntarily, listen to me, and then I will be at your disposal."
(end of this chapter)