I Really Didn’t Want to Be the Savior Chapter 380: Star Wars

Before leaving, Fanxing said again: "Well, in fact, I originally wanted to use the energy advantage to slowly suppress it and get all the data archives, but now it seems that I can't do it. Don't be dissatisfied."

Chen Feng smiled, "Actually, before I met you for the first time, when I heard that your name was still Fanxing, I was completely satisfied. Now everything you do for me and human beings. , was a surprise to me."

Fan Xing smiled sweetly, "I don't see that you are quite good at making people happy."

"I'm telling the truth, you know."

"I know." She winked proudly, "It's not numb, let's go."

After speaking, Fanxing's figure turned around in Chen Feng's eyes.

At this time, the slender back of her little girl's image gave Chen Feng an incomparably stalwart feeling.

In the blink of an eye, she dissipated in the wind as a tiny dust.

At the same time, a notification sounded in the highest sequence command channel where Chen Feng was located, the star cannon was starting its third charge, and the star cannon also switched their trajectory at the same time, aiming at the wreckage of the enemy ship.

Subsequently, these heavy weapons were switched to manual mode in advance, and the actual control was returned to the operators stationed on them by Fanxing.

She has already explained her funeral.

Chen Feng made no attempt to stop Fanxing.

He didn't even try.

In fact, he can forcibly stop it.

Individual weapons can't touch the prismatic area, and you can also try the salvos of battleship guns, star cannons and star cannons.

If you don't try, how do you know it will fail?

In case of success, then Fanxing naturally doesn't have to make a life-or-death struggle with the other party.

But Chen Feng didn't.

Because he understands Fanxing's thoughts.

Due to the loss of the super-brain core of Star Fortress, her lifespan has been drastically reduced to only a few days.

Just like a terminally ill patient, who clearly knows that he has only a few more days to live, then there is not much difference between dying now and being more than a few days.

If a terminally ill patient can carry a dynamite bag and rush to blow up a bunker before dying, so as to gain a chance for their relatives and friends, almost all terminally ill patients will say, "Two dynamite bags, please."

Fanxing was holding the same thoughts at this time.

If you don't fight, you can only blow up the wreckage of the ball ship, and finally live for a few days empty-handed.

If you fight, you may lose or you may win.

Lost, and then focus on a salvo for an attempt to perish.

If the attempt to gather fire also fails, then with the level of human technology this time, Fanxing's intelligent control has spread to almost all aspects. I am afraid that everyone including Chen Feng will have to lie down and die in front of their own weapons. There is no fighting back.

If the attempt is successful, then human beings will lose the stars, and they will still be able to maintain basic intelligent control of warships and equipment with the assistance of sub-intelligence.

If Fanxing wins, of course everyone will be happy.

Humans have the opportunity to get some important information directly from the compound-eyed person, and Chen Feng will memorize it.

This gamble has no capital and great profits. Fanxing became a gambler. Of course, Chen Feng also supports her gambling.

The war at the quantum network level is not known to the world, only a few remaining high-level leaders in the four fields know it.

Everyone's mood is very complicated.

I thought that those who wiped out the compound eyes would be able to keep the clouds open and see the moon, but they didn't know that the compound eye battleship died and did not freeze, but left an artificial intelligence and instantly put all human beings into a dangerous situation.

What is even more helpless is that this is a war that human beings cannot participate in at all, and can only hope for the stars.

In fact, as early as a few months ago, scientific research departments such as the Artificial Intelligence Research Institute and the Quantum Network Research Institute have begun to organize human and material resources, and allocated as many as one million highly skilled programmers to try to intervene from the outside to help Fanxing stabilize the framework , slow down the collapse.

But Fanxing's logical breakdown is not a simple intelligence problem, but also involves a more complex personality and the compatibility of quantum networks. The underlying mechanism is far more profound than curing depression patients and the genetic breakdown of unnatural creatures. These programs The staff boiled their scalps in vain, and in the end they had no choice but to give up.

Therefore, all people can do at this time is to pray for the stars in their hearts.

Even Chen Feng, the **** of war in the real world, can only be a bystander.

The world has a special feeling for the stars.

Since she was born, she has been serving human beings, doing such and such things, never complaining about hard work, and always doing her work to perfection.

Humans were initially wary of her, after all, she always felt out of control.

But with the passage of time, the first batch of children who came into contact with her gradually became old people, and it was discovered that Fanxing was already everywhere, taking care of human production, life and learning from all aspects. It also almost controls more than 99% of the productivity of the entire civilization, but she is still kind, beautiful, lively, and generous.

If the former sage Chen Feng is the sustenance of the world's spirit, then the omnipotent stars are the world's immediate support.

But now, this "little girl", who is regarded as a support, and in a sense, is also a half-spiritual mentor, is going to set foot on the battlefield alone, facing an enemy that ordinary people can't imagine.

Immanuel Petto, the famous historian who stayed in the Germination ship on the other side of the solar system, had tears in his eyes because he was old and frail and did not fight.

Born in 2845, he was about the same age as Dong Shan, who was 175 years old.

When he was born, he was at the stage when human beings were just beginning to experience fear and gradually get used to the existence of stars.

He has witnessed almost all the changes in the complex relationship between human beings and this abruptly born artificial intelligence. At the same time, because he is proficient in history, he is deeply touched by how much convenience the stars have brought to human beings.

The old gentleman, who was never superstitious, clenched his fists in both hands, raised his head slightly, and looked into the depths of the universe through the porthole.

The old gentleman said silently in his heart: "If the wisdom of the universe really has feelings, if you really have even the slightest sympathy, I beg you to stop torturing us human beings, and please bless our stars a little bit. , let's win this war completely."

With the prayers in the old man's heart, Fanxing turned on the super-algorithm, setting off a primitive and reliable DDoS attack.

Almost all existing devices with quantum computing power are powered to 100% at the same time, and they are even overclocked.

The harsh sound of energy overload alarms resounded in countless ships, armors, fighter planes, space stations, countless houses in planetary settlements, scientific research centers, and industrial production bases.

Fanxing's attack doesn't move, and he goes all out when he moves.

This is not only a confrontation between two civilizations, but also a confrontation between two quantum intelligences born in different environments and with different logical principles.

Chen Feng sat up.

He first glanced at the child's mother who was still sleeping beside him, then walked out of the medical cabin, tiptoed to the window, and looked through the window hole and fell on the wreckage of the ball ship tens of thousands of kilometers away.

It was dark and dark, save for the occasional flashing lights of the small warships hovering and patrolling the wreckage.

Because Fanxing did not borrow the central control system of the medical cabin, Chen Feng could only hear the sirens from the other control rooms of the medical ship from a distance.

Everything seems peaceful.

But Chen Feng knows that the thrill of confrontation is not lost in real war.

He is also very clear that once Fanxing is defeated, the first thing she will do before she "dies" is to blow up all the intelligent control cores to avoid being controlled by the enemy.

But at the same time, it also means that her advance is completely wiped out.

Chen Feng clenched his fists and thumped the window lightly.

It would be great if I could rush in and help her too.

Although people cannot access the Internet, there are still some means to monitor the condition of the stars in general.

Since most of the quantum network channels are occupied, the command channel is automatically switched to wireless microwave communication, the response speed is much slower, and it can no longer simulate projection, and can only switch to video communication.

Fortunately, most of the human warships were near the battlefield at this time, and the distance from each other was relatively close, so the delay was tolerable.

Chen Feng called out the information system to monitor the situation synchronously with several other people.

Fanxing's computing power has been raised to 100% from the beginning, and her logic stability has been declining at a slow rate.

Of course, there will be no results for a while.

Although the invisible war is fierce, both sides are all-round perfect artificial intelligence, and will not easily reveal flaws.

Time ticks by, and the siren of energy overload goes on and on.

In the hospital ship, tiny sparks burst out from time to time at the joints of the metal structures.

Chen Feng felt an inexplicable chill on his body, goosebumps appeared on his skin, and his hair was rooted up.

He knew that the confrontation at the quantum level had become severe to a certain degree, and the quantum storm of the low-energy state was so violent that it caused some disturbance to the state of matter.

At this moment, his pupils shrank sharply.

The data in the video screen shows that Fanxing's logical stability has plummeted, falling by 5% in a row, until it has stabilized after falling to the figure of 9.87%.

Chen Feng's ominous premonition intensified.

It's not going well.

She's going to lose.

At this time, not only him, but even some ordinary warriors who were completely unaware of it, had an inexplicable cold war, muttering something strange.

Chen Feng was in a hurry, but he was helpless.

In the 31st century of this timeline, he is not a top programmer. His AI knowledge is only equivalent to an ordinary programmer hundreds of years ago~IndoMTL.com~ Of course, even if the current top programmer Programmers can only do nothing.

Chen Feng began to pace repeatedly in the room with extreme anxiety.

In the past, he was always the main fighting force of mankind. Whether it was victory or defeat, he had a sense of steadfastness that he had everything under his control.

This time, he can only pin his hopes on others. Although the object is Fanxing, he still has no sense of security.

He said that he just wanted to be a winner, but when it came to the end, he was looking forward to the future.

Reason tells him that he should believe in the stars, but his emotions make him unable to calm down.

Chen Feng knew the problem.

Usually, I would not be so restless, mainly because from the start of the war to now, the background sound "Mororwind" played in the whole solar system has never been turned off, and the power of countless players throughout the solar system has not been lowered, and has been set At the highest level, his emotional activity has been continuously intensified by Morrowind.

Why has Morrowind been closed?

Of course, because he himself forgot.

He didn't order, and others weren't sure what to do best.

Wait...

Chen Feng's mind suddenly flashed.

"Mororwind"?

Player?

Yu Mengying in the escape fleet is still alive!

He let out a low voice, "I have it!"

After he came up with a solution, he admired himself.

I'm a **** genius!

He immediately sent a message to Yu Mengying using the quantum network channel that only had a small amount of text transmission capability.