Chapter 428 43. Is there any mistake? Only level 9? The rubber figures next to me are all level 10!
"The Galactus is the 'last life' left in the last cosmic epoch."
In the internal "planet library" of the Exile ship, Mason admired the miniature galaxy device in front of him that was completed by gathering all the wisdom of Brainiac.
He explained in a low voice to Shiri beside him:
"At that time, Uncle Tun was trapped in the 'Doomsday Ark' built by his tribe due to an accident, and through a strange combination of circumstances, he survived the change of extinction of all things. After countless hours, he woke up in a new era.
Because he has experienced destruction and rebirth, Uncle Tun has been given a certain "symbolism".
Can you understand? Ciri.
Galactus is the last man of the previous era and the first being born in the new era.
Therefore, in the current cosmic era, Uncle Tun has been given the authority to devour planets by the will of the universe, which is his symbolic meaning of "destruction".
And when He is completely full, he will transform from a symbol of destruction into a communicator of life, bringing a new era to the universe.
Brainiac is imitating this process! ”
Mason looked back at the Skrull who was kneeling behind him and begging.
Queen Vikram knelt behind Mason and begged, saying that she would give anything, just hoping that Mason would not destroy their planet.
With Buttermos already controlling the spacecraft system, Mason only needs to say a word, and the complex system in front of him can be forcibly cracked to complete the "end of all things."
The captain ignored these hateful and pathetic guys. He continued to explain to the frowning Ciri:
"Old Bu must find his perfect body, which will give him the possibility to survive the destruction of the era. Then when the era changes, these worlds that he has properly collected will be released into the new era and become the first in the new universe. Batch life.
In this way, he will also be given the same symbolism as Galactus in the destruction and rebirth of the universe.
In this way, he will become the cosmic god in the next era of stars.
It's an ingenious method, and it does have certain executability.
Once executed smoothly, Brainiac can cross the limit that is impossible to cross the life form. No wonder Lao Bu spent so much thought on this matter
I underestimated him.
This guy's ambitions are too great. ”
Mason sighed:
"While others are still worrying about the impact of the end of this era, Brainiac has already set his sights on the future.
As expected of a level 12 intelligent creature, he has carefully designed a path to becoming a god for himself. I suspect that he joined the Hope Council just to advance his plan.
But this also proves something in turn.”
Mason raised his head and looked at the little bits of light emitted by the "miniature galaxy" in front of him as it moved. It was so magnificent and majestic. He said softly:
"Brainiac's twelve-level wisdom has calculated the final outcome of the impact event. No world will survive, and everything will become extinct.
I hope the council’s cruel logic of ‘the leftover is king’ is wrong!
Brainiac has already sentenced this theory to death with practical actions. ”
"It's unimaginable."
The scene before her and Mason's explanation greatly shocked Shirley's soul.
As an actor who is not good at planning, it is difficult for her to imagine the full extent of Brainiac's grand plan, but what she sees right now is enough to make her think pessimistically about the future.
He even felt fear in his heart and subconsciously reached out to hold Mason's hand.
The captain glanced at her, and the clasping of his fingers made Ciri's cold hands feel a hint of warmth. Then, he said to Buttermoss:
"Do you want to inherit Brainiac's plan? Do you want to push this road to godhood into the final stage?"
"No, I'm not that obsessed with 'becoming a god.'"
The hacker god laughed and said frankly:
"I just took a fancy to these worlds carefully selected by Brainiac. The conqueror of the universe has a very high vision. The nearly ten thousand worlds here all have unique civilization characteristics and great potential for exploration.
And we are data beings, Mason.
We don't need to rely on flesh and blood to survive. This characteristic gives us an advantage over you flesh and blood beings. Our hope of surviving to the end of the impact is much greater than that of you.
But we also need to think about the aftermath.
What I mean is that if we really survive this catastrophe, if there is really a next era waiting, then we can't start life in the new era as a data ghost.
We need carriers.”
Buttermos paused.
He manipulated the console in front of him to create an optical projection, projecting his human form next to Mason. He held the mug and pointed at the miniature universe in front of him, and said to Mason and Ciri:
"These worlds are the future I choose for all data life in cyberspace. After taking over this system, we will begin to fine-tune and transform it.
Select some worlds that meet the requirements to rebuild the 'Downloader'. If we can survive until that time, then we will have a new world and civilization.
Will you stop our move? Mason. ”
"Why should I stop?"
Mason asked:
“Everyone is struggling to survive in this dark age, and everyone has their own understanding of self-rescue plans. I can’t guarantee that my plans for the future will be implemented, so who am I qualified to dictate other people’s survival plans?
In fact, I am not happy enough to see that you also have your own complete plan.
Why don't we discuss it? ”
He popped out a cigarette with one hand and held it in the corner of his mouth, jokingly saying to the projection of Butmos:
"If I fail, if my world and I fall on the journey, we may be able to upload our consciousness to the world of God and join your 'Doomsday Ark' plan to seek a chance of survival.
You won't dislike us then, will you? ”
“We absolutely welcome it!”
Bartmos replied in a serious tone:
"Actually, this is also the second purpose of my contact with you. Although Otto has a high opinion of you, I must meet you in person to confirm whether you are an excellent partner.
Although everyone chooses different plans, the purpose is the same.
If your efforts fail, we will be happy to 'resurrect' you in another way and put your wisdom and courage to our use.
After this is over, I hope you can come to Night City. ”
The God of Hackers extended an invitation to Mason, saying:
"We will discuss this matter in person at that time. Bring your team members and allies with you, and let's talk openly and honestly."
"Let me ask in advance."
Shiri next to Mason raised her head and asked:
"Do we need to insert a data interface into our heads to complete the 'data ascension' like you?"
"No, no need, Miss Shirley."
Bartmos was amused. The projection of the hacker god pointed at the mechanical objects around him and said:
"Brainiac's bio-neurological technology can be used by us, and you have also seen how he uses his consciousness to control the entire fleet.
After this technology becomes popular, the era of prosthetics in the brain will be over.
Of course, this still requires continued efforts by our scientific and technical personnel, but I believe it will not drag on for too long. It's time for you to leave. I'm going to seal off the Vault ship for internal repairs.
The Sentinel destroyed the engine and it was a big job to repair it.
Oh, by the way, Mason.
You can sit on the Mechanical Throne and play for a while before going back. ”
The hacker god waved his hands to say goodbye, then winked and said:
"I'm also curious about what level of intelligence you will be judged to be. Let me tell you more, I have tried it. I am a level 11 intelligent life, one level lower than Brainiac.
What a disappointment. ”
"Okay, just take a look."
Mason snorted, turned around and said to the Skrulls behind him:
"I will not destroy your world, but the crimes you committed in the past cannot just be ignored. Vikram, gather all your people and leave this world with me.
Next, you will have to devote your strength and talents to another mission.
I am willing to give you a chance, but if you don't value it yourself, then I don't mind handing you all over to Utopia. My compatriots are very interested in you. ”
After saying that, Mason and Shirley strode away from here.
Harley was already waiting for the two of them at the entrance of the main control room. The little cutie was chewing bubble gum and carrying the newly acquired N-metal war hammer. She looked very tough and strong. The two dogs were lying at her feet with Blainey in their mouths. The Yak clone's mechanical arm acts as a teething stick.
When she heard Mason's footsteps, Harley turned around happily but then turned cold.
Mason looked at his girlfriend in surprise, and then looked down belatedly. Hearing that Shirley's hand was still in his, he quickly let go.
This made Harley snort and turn her head away from the flirtatious Mr. K.
She was angry.
The kind that needs to be coaxed well to be good!
"Let's take a look at something fun first."
Mason stepped forward and pushed Harley, who had a pouted mouth that could hang an oil can, to the mechanical throne in the main control room. He whispered a few words to Harley. Robin looked at the strange chair in front of her with some suspicion.
Then at Mason's urging, Harley climbed up on her own, and quickly came to the conclusion when the blue arc light scanned the top of her head:
"Standard humanoid creature, with low intelligence, mental illness that is difficult to cure, great imagination, full potential, comprehensively judged to be a seventh-level conventional intelligent life."
"Huh? Only level seven?"
Harley suddenly became dissatisfied.
She knew that Brainiac was a level 12 intelligent creature. The five levels difference made her feel like a fool. She cursed that there was something wrong with the machine and waved the N-metal warhammer, eager to smash it. open.
But soon, Harley jumped down with a smirk and pushed the little sweetheart onto the throne. She wanted to see how smart the always smart little sweetheart was?
Maybe not as tall as her.
Mason was very interested in this criterion for judging intelligent life, and Brainiac must have designed a very rigorous and sophisticated set of judgment criteria.
So he also lay down on it.
The blue beam scan took a very long time this time, as if Mason's "composition" was so complex that it took more time to judge his description.
During this period of time, Harley had already called over all the guys she thought were smart. Doom, Reed, Zhang Parker, etc. were all called over to stand in a row and wait to set a standard for everyone's smartness.
After nearly ten minutes of analysis, Mason’s conclusion was issued:
"Non-standard humanoid creature, chaotic bloodline, long-term mental pressure, abnormal knowledge, medium brain development, high potential, comprehensively judged to be a level nine intelligent life.
Potential is fully unlocked at level eleven. ”
"Level 9, it sounds so awesome!"
Harley's eyes were shining as she pulled Mr. K off the mechanical throne. It's no wonder that an intelligence two levels higher than hers could coax her into spinning around, but Mason was actually not very satisfied with this judgment.
As far as he knew, under this standard for judging intelligence, Luther had level nine intelligence. Even Super, who usually didn't use his brain at all, was rated as level nine.
But the potential to unlock the eleventh level of wisdom made him feel that his future was promising.
But before Mason could be happy for a long time, the wisdom judgments of Doom and Reed came out one after another. These two guys were both level 10 wisdom, which made Mason's face suddenly fall.
Well, natural geniuses are awesome. No wonder they can join forces to break through the data firewall written by Brainiac himself.
However, Zhang Parker only made people happy at level 9. This guy who combined the wisdom of Peter and Dr. Otto is not smarter than him.
"This judgment is obviously very vague."
Dr. Reed was not immersed in excitement just because he was judged high. He carefully read the criteria for judging intelligent life, shook his head and said:
"It's not just pure intelligence, there are other influencing factors, so you can't just use data to judge who is smarter than who. After all, everyone has their own areas of expertise"
"Non-standard humanoid creatures, low intelligence, pollution of soul consciousness, magic body, mysterious knowledge, poor thinking, pessimistic mentality, complex emotions, worrying about gains and losses.
According to the comprehensive evaluation, it is a level six intelligent life. ”
The new comment interrupted Dr. Reed's explanation, and everyone looked back speechlessly. Lord Hunter, who was lying on the mechanical throne and had refreshed the lower limit of his wisdom, was expressionless.
In Harley's mocking eyes, she gritted her teeth and pulled out the long sword from her waist to give this stupid machine a good look!
No matter how desperate I am, I can't possibly be more stupid than that lunatic Harley Quinn, right?
Everyone present was either at Level 9 or Level 10, but as a result, he got a Level 6 exam. Hey, this is as embarrassing as a scumbag who hangs out with top students and is executed on the spot, you bastard!
"This thing must be broken!"
She rarely lost control and screamed:
"I want to give it a physical repair! How dare you laugh at me, unforgivable!"
"Level 6 intelligent creatures are just like normal people. They are not laughing at you, Ms. Xili, calm down! Calm down! This is the crystallization of technology."
A group of people comforted the irritable Ciri, and then forcefully pulled her out of the main control room. Then the Exile spacecraft was completely closed and began to repair itself.
Ciri, who was so angry, was filled with resentment towards the world at this moment. She didn't say hello to Mason and simply left and went back to the Star Castle in anger.
Harley was happy with that.
She had always felt that there was some confusion between her little sweetheart and his long-legged female boss, but there should not be any substantial progress.
After all, I am so cute and well-behaved
"The fighting is starting! The fighting is starting over there!"
Just as Mason was about to leave, he heard the phantom cat flashing over with a bandage on his face and shouting to him:
"Two Hulks are fighting. Mr. Mason, go and break up the fight. The Black Hulk has made the King Hulk angry. He said he would kill the impostor who wants to die."
"Just hit me."
Mason had no interest, saying:
"Father Banner can't be killed that easily. He still has the desire to commit suicide. Strange, we need to talk."
He spoke to the sky.
The next moment, a black shadow floated up, pulling Mason and Harley and disappearing in place, and then made them appear in the dark field as if rising from the water.
Heiqi, who was sitting on the meditation mat in front of him, stared at Mason with a very strange look. Then he raised his hands and patted his chest several times and said:
"Yes, it's a great performance. You accomplished a feat that made me sigh. But I'm curious, Mason. It's obvious that you only need to call me to end several crises, but you must restrain your desire to seek help.
Are you deliberately showing me your abilities?
Or do you have other plans? ”
"I just wanted to tell you, Stephen."
Mason came forward and sat cross-legged on another meditation rug, and said seriously to the powerful Black Strange:
"I can do a lot without your intervention.
This is not a provocation, I just want to prove that the cooperation between us is equal, and there is no unequal relationship between who needs the other or who can't live without the other.
This will also be our future cooperation model.
If you can accept it, our union will officially begin? "(End of Chapter)