Cyber ​​Heroes

Chapter 1167 Damaged Sector Memory Vol.1

This may just be a dream of a dying man.

This may be a story that has happened before, but no one has proven it.

Falcon Voigt, who was not yet the Speed ​​King, lowered his head and looked at the quantum hard drive in his hand, the most advanced storage device, and his mind went blank.

Yawgmoth Voigt had just inserted a quantum hard drive into the interface on Hartmann's prosthesis, and then pulled out the last three hard drives in Xiangshan's head and kept them for himself.

"You are truly admirable. Even if you only have a biological brain left... no, maybe your brain can be considered a wonder in the history of evolution?" The giant whispered in the public channel: "But now humans have surpassed the history of evolution. I will miss the taste of victory we shared... Goodbye, my friend."

While speaking, the giant broke the spine connecting his head to his torso and severed the signal line.

——Will it hurt?

Falcon couldn't help but think.

Yawgmoth placed the head upright on the podium.

At this moment, that section of spine bounced.

This section of the spine retains its motor function. It seems to have a special motor structure. However, after being separated from the energy system, it is probably not able to move for many seconds relying only on the electrical energy temporarily stored in the capacitor.

Lamarck is falling towards Earth.

"There will be no more funerals from now on. This is the last funeral for mankind." said the commander.

The aftermath of the battle had penetrated the bow. When this heavy warship fell into the atmosphere, compressed and heated air would rush in. Without the seal of the metal skull, the fragile biological brain could not withstand the high temperature generated by entering the atmosphere.

This battleship is his coffin. The earth is the incinerator of the original knight.

Elsewhere on the bridge, many components with vector jets flew up from under the bridge, and built-in components popped out from various parts of the giant's body. Soon, those components combined behind the giant to form a flying wing.

The bright red wings are as eye-catching as blood.

Hartmann's prosthesis opened, and a cylindrical core component popped out - only the brain and computing center.

At this time, Xiangshan's head stopped moving.

The eyes of the head were moving around, as if searching for something. But on the command platform, at the hole that was blown out, his sight stopped. It stopped on the earth.

Yawgmoth followed his gaze. Half of it was the boundless starry sky, and half was the blue earth. Where they met was the arc of the earth.

There are still sporadic lights on the earth.

What a beautiful planet.

Yawgmoth lowered his eyes. He warned himself not to be deceived by the light. It was something that must be buried along with the old history.

Beautiful though.

He whispered, "You will return to dust, but we...will reach the other side."

"Juan Repin, protect Hartmann. Go to the Linnaeus!"

Everyone turned and left, only Falcon was still staring at the unprotected head.

Yawgmoth turned around and said sternly, "Falcon, at this point, you are going to choose another path? In this situation?"

Juan Repin tensed his body, protected Hartmann's brain, and slowly retreated. He knew that this nominal comrade was as terrible as the insurmountable man. If he suddenly changed his position at this time...

Yawgmoth asked again: "Falcon, what are you thinking about now?"

Falcon remained silent.

The officers, who would later be called "the kings," silently clenched their weapons.

Suddenly, Falcon threw the weapon in his hand to the ground as if to vent his anger, turned around, angrily pushed away the future God of War King and God of Heaven King, and left here directly past everyone.

At this moment, Xiangshan's eyes were fixed on the planet. He had even forgotten his own name. His excessive pursuit of the ultimate in technology and martial arts had caused him to transfer most of his memories to the hard drive.

He forgot who he was and why he was here.

As he marveled at the beauty of the Earth, he began to make final calculations in his mind.

At the moment the hard drive left his body, he read the contents for the last time and temporarily stored them as short-term memory. The brain seemed to be trying to transfer it to long-term memory, but now this part of the activity can only take up a very small amount of resources.

He is trying to save himself.

This man who had lost his name finally read the structural diagram of the Emperor Shitian-class battleship and the details of the field where he fought in his last battle from his memory. He knew that he was falling towards the earth, and he also knew that it would not be long before the battleship hit the atmosphere and he would be burned by the ionized air.

He has to save himself.

Cooling system...

The "secondary cooling system" of the bridge and main server relies on air circulation. In this warship where all soldiers do not need much air, the only function of air flow is to dissipate heat for the grassroots soldiers.

There are two ventilation ducts that run through the inertia compensation structure of the bridge of the Indra-class battleship and penetrate a thick layer of shock-absorbing material.

It will be safe there.

——We must move there...

——Without hands or feet...

The remaining energy in the capacitor will be completely lost within ten minutes.

Capacitors with high energy density can store electrical energy and release it quickly, which is the basis of "exerting strength" in martial arts. High-quality capacitors support the technique of releasing destructive power instantly. However, capacitors that can release electrical energy quickly cannot store electrical energy for a long time.

But... the fall has already begun...

Someone... set out from the moon... a certain enemy, just to circumvent that person's... inner strength...

Pulling a distance of one light second, and also trying to use the earth to block...

This place is very close to the Earth... The fall has already begun...

It’s only a few minutes away from the blackout area...

The opening position...

Remaining power...

The way to move...

The man had no choice but to use half of his spine to whip him. His brain was quickly generating new control plug-ins.

With a man's ultimate martial arts control ability, there is a glimmer of hope.

He could control himself to make the last two moves.

Be sure to enter the ventilation opening within two times.

The vent that was blown open by his own large-caliber weapon...

No...

Not at all...

Two steps are not enough...

No matter how much I count, it's not enough...

The energy allocated to "path calculation" was running out quickly. He even had to let his brain take on most of the tasks. The human brain has a narrow advantage in "energy saving".

No...

I'm doomed... - But... I've done my best... in my life...

——I can rest in peace...

——Can I really rest in peace now?

At this moment, distracting thoughts arose in the man's mind.

——Are you really satisfied?

——Can you really accept this?

——That’s all the achievement?

——Compared with the whole world?

The man even had the urge to cry. Even if he was unwilling, what could he do?

Explosion. It could be the damage left over from the battle, or it could be the bomb left behind. In short, an explosion occurred inside the Emperor Shitian-class battleship. In the weightless environment, the man's head was shaken by the explosion and turned in the direction.

The earth flows away from the corner of my eye.

But at this moment, the man saw something that theoretically shouldn't be there.

——What is that? That metal thing stuck in the ground...

Something that wasn't there just now.

It's a weapon, a long-handled one.

The calculation was completed in an instant.

has hope.

This is a “focus point”.

Using this fulcrum, you can jump into the pipe.

--OK……

The man's remaining spine curled up slightly, and the broken section swept across the command desk, staggering towards the metal structure.

There are about fifty seconds left before entering the black barrier area. The super-high temperature atmosphere will turn this place into an incinerator.

The man's head floated in the weightless space for fifteen seconds.

——Don’t be impatient…

The broken bones hooked onto the middle section of the spear, and the head spun and changed direction.

--It's now!

The small capacitor attached to the spine released all its electrical energy instantly, and the spine instantly bounced. The head turned counterclockwise in midair. The remaining spine rotated a circle and hit the middle of the spear from another direction.

One last push.

With a metallic crisp sound, the movement structure and the spine itself shattered in mid-air, and the man's head whooshed into the ventilation duct like a rabbit entering a hole.

The power has been completely exhausted.

Even the part that maintains cell activity.

The battleship began to vibrate violently. The atmospheric density was already high enough.

The man's head continued to roll, hitting the inner wall of the pipe several times. During this collision, he vaguely saw a bright light behind him.

A small amount of hot air entered this section of the pipe, and the remaining electronic components gradually dissolved under the high temperature.

But, it was just a small amount of air.

Although the energy density of this air is not low, its total mass is not large.

——Being able to... survive...

The man thought so.

——Memory loss...It's a serious problem...It's possible...

——Maybe there is a backup... Maybe... I can reconstruct the social network by asking others and adding logical reasoning...

——Yes...an acceptable result...

——Perhaps they will soon...find...

Consciousness gradually sank into the abyss.

——This battle is not...over yet...

Perhaps the last consciousness.

Perhaps it is the sigh of someone who is recalling the story in a dream.

——Ahhh… You can’t do this, Falcon…

——Being in two minds is the worst choice for an individual... You will not be proud of it, nor will you feel redeemed by it...

——You are dead...

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This is a detail in history that few people notice.

When the second Martial God was born, King Speed ​​was the first one in the Protector camp to believe the news.

However, Falcon Voigt never got the miracle he was really waiting for.

The Speed ​​King's war gun was recovered by the army two months after the battleship crashed. Without Xiangshan, the Knights' camp lost the ability to control the earth.

On the battleship's bridge, everything that could be used by the knights must be dismantled or destroyed.

No one had found the depths of the ventilation ducts. This system was a minor part of the entire battleship and did not contain any advanced equipment.

Later, some knights also came to commemorate the original martial arts heroes.

But no one found the head deep in the ventilation duct.

As the high-value components were removed, the place was gradually forgotten.

Fifty years later, the cities and ruins around the crash site were buried in sand and dust.

The mass extinction of the biosphere has made the climate less gentle. The strong winds in the central plains were originally regarded as natural disasters, making it difficult for the ancient civilization that originally lived here to make further progress, and also caused a lot of suffering for the colonists who pioneered here. After the loss of vegetation to stabilize the soil, terrible storms have become a daily occurrence.

A hundred years later, a new city... no, it should be called "super building and surrounding shacks" appeared nearby. People here have gradually forgotten what happened a hundred years ago.

Cities will transport their garbage to surrounding settlements. In the wilderness, craftsmen will make some low-quality parts.

A hundred years ago, warships were also regarded as a special kind of "ore vein". However, for the poor, spaceship parts were not even as useful as rich ores - most of the metals in warships were too difficult to process. Materials that could not be processed were not suitable materials.

One hundred and thirty years later, the chaos caused by the Eighth Martial God allowed several civilians who were unaware of the truth to escape from the city.

They came to this landfill and established a new settlement. For them, the Emperor Shitian-class space battleship was just a natural part of the landfill, the most difficult garbage to process in the entire landfill, and also a place where treasures could be found occasionally.

Young people with the hope of finding gold began to remove every screw they could find.

Until two hundred years later, a child went along the pipe in search of treasure.

The story finally begins.

[Volume 6, Firebird, End]