An Unscientific Mechanic

"Hello, I'm the monk of prejudice, an artificial intelligence created by the forerunner of the great race. Nice to meet you." The whole body is dark gray, with orange lines drawn on its body... It looks like a protoss probe The robot floated next to Lakshata's head. It also floated up and down once, as if to say hello.

"Hello, ancient AI." Ian glanced at the ancient AI carrier.

"According to my remaining information, I think you have arrived at Shield World 0459, Apex's military outpost, here is the star port where the Forerunner Dreadnought fleet is parked.

In order to leave more resources for human beings, who are the successors to the mantle of the Forerunners, the think tank chief left no less than four-digit shield worlds all over the galaxy.

But it seems that this shield world does not play its due role. It seems to have become a breeding ground for the Flood, but there are no temple defenders to purify the Flood...

I suggest that you cleanse this world as soon as possible to protect more worlds. "The AI's tone was a little excited, but overall it was very peaceful.

"We are here to deal with the Flood Demon." Ian nodded. "But I didn't look for you here. Do you remember that in your timeline, those three Sansimites who were not high-level prophets came to you about thirty years ago?"

"Of course, they found humans, and I have to protect them." AI's tone suddenly became high. "I want humans... oh, humans have already won..." The tone calmed down again.

"I need the video data of your meeting with the Prophet, in order to find a way to contact yourself."

"Contacting myself... oh, this is more troublesome, because I am isolated by physical means. I don't have any means to get in touch with external information. If it wasn't for your "archaeological team" to collect my personality information, I would It's impossible to see the light of day again. But I can give you my signature, and I should believe that you have a close relationship with me or at least the Forerunner and listen to your opinions.

In addition, as long as humans go, I will fully cooperate with them. We are intelligent servants created by the forerunners, and we are artificial intelligence servants. We are tools and servants made by the forerunners, and part of the property of the forerunners. Human beings are designated as successors by the forerunners, inheriting the responsibilities and all property of the forerunners.

So, you don't have to worry about my non-cooperation. "

"I've never been worried about your non-cooperation... What I'm worried about is that the other leader AIs are morbidly obsessed with their original responsibilities and agreements. If your subjective initiative is too high, I will be very troubled." Yi Ann tried to read the eyes on the camera of the star machine, but obviously, he failed.

"This shield world 0459 should also have a guide to control it. I will search my database, please wait..."

Suddenly, a 0v0 expression appeared on the camera of this AI carrier...

"???" Ian tilted his head, what is this?

"I caught you trying to read the "emoji" from my viewfinder? "Sorry, my body doesn't have this function, so I wrote a plug-in temporarily. Considering your culture, this should also be able to express the meaning of the expression, right?"

"Please concentrate on retrieving the information, thank you."

"Sorry, I didn't retrieve relevant information. After all, I am not a complete AI, I am just a fragment of the ancient wisdom servant and prejudice monk, and the core of my database is in the "Intellectual Domain", and the data that the body can save is very large. Few. And Zhiyu was destroyed by the halo in ancient times. I still have video data, only my subjective lens."

"Okay. Then let's think of a way..."

"I remember that the think tank turned off all the identification protocols when creating the shield world. As long as your spaceship is close to the entrance passage, the AI ​​that controls the entrance of these tunnels will start the docking process, and pass through a series of high-voltage electricity on the outer surface. The tower generates a force field to forcibly drag the ship into the interior." The chubby robot floated up and down a few times, with a little doubt in its tone.

"Looks like we're just unlucky...Misato, can you hear me?"

"Got it, we're going to send more boats to cast nets...fuck..."

"What's wrong?"

"The Fire Spirit has been found, it's 1,300 meters away from me..." Misato's eyes were blank, and she almost crushed the tablet in her hand.

"Protagonist treatment. Protagonist treatment...You guys go in first, we'll go later." Ian almost laughed out loud, that's why the treatment is different...

In fact, think about it, a halo with a diameter of 10,000 kilometers is 100 kilometers wide and more than 20 kilometers thick. Even the millions of people you colonized may not be able to find the central control room of this facility within three generations, but the Master Chief and the others Found it within a few days. Who would believe that there is a bit of PY trading in the middle or the halo of the protagonist...

"Grand Commander, we are being called by the Covenant."

"Which one?"

"This one in front of you."

"Well, come in."

"Human, I am the acting commander of the Glory Intercept Fleet, Altai Watumi. We want to suspend the battle and give priority to solving the very blasphemous enemies below." A golden armored elite appeared on the screen. "And I also want to know what we're fighting for.

Why did your ship sneakily park above the holy land of our Star Alliance, and what is your relationship with those humans. I don't think UNSC has the resources to come up with so many warships with different styles. "

"About this...do you know this?" Ian pointed to the Drone Carrier of the Prejudice Monk on the back screen.

"An envoy of God! Why are you with a heathen, a human being, who desecrated the remains of the forerunners?" A group of Sangheili people knelt on the opposite bridge.

"..." Why didn't I just let this guy shout to the other side?

Ian stared at the sky speechlessly.

"I don't quite understand your statement. I am a wise servant, not an envoy of God, and I don't involve any issues of belief. We advocate efficiency and don't care about such cumbersome and inefficient things as belief. As for why you are with humans, you The Prophet grasped and imprisoned, and then turned the city of fraternity, a space station based on the Intrepid, into the lair of the Flood. If it weren't for a coincidence, I was rescued by humans, I'm afraid I still can't observe the outside world.

In addition, regarding the issue of the remains of the forerunners, human beings, as the successors of the mantle of the forerunners, are also "recyclers", and they have inherited the use rights of all our creations. From this point of view, Admiral, you seem to be the blasphemers..."

Visible to the naked eye, the morale on the other side has collapsed...

"Envoy, are you denying our faith?"

"Look, I've already said that I'm not an angel, and you still gave me this religious title." A ┓(`)┏ expression appeared on the drone's viewfinder. "What you believe in has never been me, is it you who imagined it yourself, a glorious ancient race, not me and my creator, so what I say has nothing to do with your beliefs."

"An envoy of God... If human beings are the successors of the mantle of the Forerunner...then this war..."

"Oh, a thief stole the contents of the owner's house, but the owner himself forgot that there is another house here. The thief's neighbor told him that I want to protect the head of the household. Then the thief kidnapped the neighbor and imprisoned him. By the way, I also wanted to kill the head of the household, probably something of this nature..."

"This..." The Sangheili on the opposite side looked at each other.

"For a secret that has many insiders and is absolutely impossible to keep, those three prophets of yours, whose intelligence is not comparable to political skills, brazenly launched this race war. To be honest, I am really surprised." Tan Ji... I am The monk who said prejudice was floating up and down regularly.

"Maybe they thought you only had one?" Ian teased.

"Crap, they have come into contact with at least thirty guides themselves. It's just that the guides generally don't want to talk to this group of races who have been traitors in ancient times. Oh, I mean the race of prophets.

They decisively backstabbed the ancient humans in the war between the ancient humans and the flood demons and the forerunners. "

"This fact is too terrifying. We need to report it to the council. Angel, do you have any evidence?" The Sangheili golden armor commander stood up. With a very flexible mind, a high enough position, and a lot of knowledge, he suddenly felt that this was a super powerful opportunity.

An excellent opportunity for the Sangheili to reorganize the Covenant order and bring the San'Shium down from the ruling class.

"I have a video. Plus, right now I'm in the heart of the city of fraternity."

"Huh? Me now?"

"I am from the future, and I have given my signature to humans. I have no intention of participating in the affairs of the recyclers, and only want to pay attention to the Flood's problems."

"The Flood?" The Sangheili were puzzled.

"It's the bugs below, and it's also the enemy we have fought against."

"The Flood... the enemy that the envoy once fought against..." Commander Sangheili savored these two words. "I understand, I will report to the higher authorities."

"You seem to be hiding something?" After hanging up the communication, Ian looked at the prejudiced monk.

"Now the collaborators who need to know the truth already know the truth, and I don't need to care about these outsiders. I just need to make good use of my "God Envoy" status to intervene in their behavior. As for me, I was brainwashed by the corpse brain beast and attacked the forerunner. They don't need to know about it."

"That's right, you can't write tens of thousands of words on historical issues. Do you have the coordinates of the think tank chief and the missionary's location in your database?"

"Unfortunately, no. In my database, both are identified as "deceased" status."

"It seems that you can't be lazy, Denisa, inform your troops to start the ground battle. After solving the flood on the ground, we will enter the interior of the planet."

"learn."

"A gravitational wave response was detected, and a Covenant fleet has arrived."

The Long Night, which is nearly 30 kilometers long, arrived in the high orbit of the Shield World with a part of the Ultimate Justice Fleet.

"Here is..." The two Tyr Vadami glanced at the confrontation, but they were all launching the three fleets of transport planes and landing pods without interfering with each other. In the end, all eyes were drawn to the planet.

"What a blasphemy! This is the ruins of the forerunners! What are those bugs!" The young Tyr Vadami smashed the handrail. His eyes were fixed on the ruins of the forerunner city covered in purple creep.

"Relax, young me. That's what I told you, the common enemy of all intelligent beings, the Flood." The kamikaze warrior Tier Vadami patted his young self on the shoulder.

"We lost a lot of manpower here, but this time it doesn't look like much sacrifice." Dr. Anderson walked into the bridge of the Long Night. "I didn't expect that one day I would walk into the bridge of the Covenant supercarrier. I thought that only Sparta could do this."

"And it's 'that' Sparta, isn't it?" Tyr Vadami added casually.

"I don't know about that, big man. Master Chief, John-117, I know him from the Halo game, not from news and personal experience. He is most active in writing his own legend with the super AI Cortana Days ago, the ship I was on was still drifting towards the earth several light-years away, and I myself was still an old popsicle in the hibernation device." Dr. Anderson locked his eyes on the recovery of the ground troops, and slowly descended Enter the Spirit of Fire in the Shield World hangar.

"Commander, I just intercepted a communication from the Glory interception fleet. Have you told them the truth about this war?"

"That's right. The Sangheili people who value glory will generally not continue the war after knowing the nature of this war. Killing the Prophet and regaining the honor is the most important thing for you, right?"

"That's right, and what's more, it's different from our time and space. The Star Alliance here has no ghost-faced beasts to seize power. Our group's voice is high enough to complete the rectification of the Star Alliance quickly. It has not completely formed a deadly enemy with humans. , and even a ally, I don't worry about the future of this Covenant. Beliefs based on lies and speculation... let us break them down and rebuild on new foundations."

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"All personnel are equipped with full-coverage power armor, full internal circulation, prohibition of external circulation, automatic self-destruction device activated, the sensitivity value is the largest, and the driver's destruction program will be activated if a nerve impulse that does not belong to them is found inside the armor.

Fifteen kilograms of thermite bombs inside the armor will turn our bodies into ashes, and I will never allow anyone to be contaminated by the Flood, understand? "Ian put on the individual armor adjusted for the Flood.

"Understood!" *N

"Is it because of glory?" Denisa asked in the private channel.

"It's because of uncertainty. The Flood Demon can read people's memories. There are too many great swords who learn what they like in their spare time. Sharon commented that the group of young ladies under your command can already rely on the knowledge in their minds. Reconstruction of the database of the Ministry of Concord is close to 1/300th. Do you think that when the Flood replenished so much biomass, they got so much wreckage and knowledge.

Will this flood group evolve to the super star stage? "

Facts have proved... working all night for two days in a row is really deadly... what the morning... scared my colleague to death. I fainted while working...