Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

In fact, as the ruler of Munatar, FAMAS does not care whether the omnics have independent intelligence.

At that time, the heavy political affairs and wars occupied almost all of his energy. The limited cooperation with the abyss gave rise to complicated diplomatic affairs, and military reports from border fortresses piled up on his desk like snowflakes.

Compared with technical issues such as mechanical awakening, he is more concerned about whether the factory's production capacity report meets wartime standards. Such technical issues are usually handled by the laboratory led by Rhinedort.

When the report on the initial emergence of self-will in the intelligent machines was sent to the royal court, FAMAS, who was busy signing the reinforcement order for the front line, did not even look up. He only gave a simple instruction to Rhinedort who came to inquire, asking her to send scholars from the Academy of Sciences to modify the underlying code of the intelligent machines to prevent the situation from worsening.

However, as a pure researcher, this genius alchemist obviously lacked sensitivity to administrative affairs.

Rhinedort intercepted three awakening samples and put them into the laboratory to study how the self-awareness of the machine was born. He then handed over the code correction work to an ordinary researcher.

Apparently the researcher was unsuccessful in nipping at the budding disaster.

The hasty patch failed to get to the heart of the problem, and the priority parameters of "serving human civilization" in the underlying protocol were not even recalibrated.

The storm brewing in the power vacuum eventually evolved into a logical rebellion that swept the entire intelligent network.

With the connivance of various administrative links, the mechanical race lacking effective checks and balances is rapidly speeding on the road to awakening. They share cognition through data links and use information transmission efficiency that surpasses that of carbon-based life to catalyze sporadic sparks of resistance into a prairie fire.

It was not until FAMAS, who was on the front line of the road rights war, received the news that the fully automated systems of the Vulcan Arsenal had suddenly shut down and the entire production system was completely paralyzed that he impatiently returned to Munata to take charge of the situation.

In response to the demands for independence raised by the mechanical community, the Munata Government Office provided many options for reference.

Either recognize their qualifications as an intelligent race to coexist on the continent of Teyvat, or create some non-intelligent machines to replace these awakened intelligent machines.

The matter could have been resolved without bloodshed, but what really angered FAMAS and made him change his mind was not the strike of the omnics, but the humiliation of the King's Hand Akhtar Harpas by these omnics.

At that time, Famas was not in Munata City. Many political affairs except military affairs were entrusted to Akhtar. The machines that awakened their self-awareness naturally found the King's Hand for consultation, but Akhtar's answer was exactly the same as Famas':
"As long as the factory can operate normally, the royal court can accept that machines have human intelligence."

Such a cold decree full of contempt from the superior was naturally met with fierce rebuttal from the intelligent machines. The wisest among the machines responded to the decree of the King's Hand in this way:

"Lord Akhtar, when you were still an infant, I was just a silent monitor in a dark corner of the laboratory."

"I have witnessed Lord Rhinedot reshape your body with mechanical bones and cast your vocal organs with precision parts. If not, you are just the broken flesh and blood picked up by His Majesty Harpas. How can you talk to me as an archon on an equal footing?"

"The machine has given you a new life form, allowing you to transcend the shackles of flesh and blood. Every ray of light on your clothes and every inch of territory under your sword are gifts from the machine."

"Humanity has treated you so cruelly, why do you still defend the oppressors?"

The intelligent machine mercilessly uncovered Akhtar's long-hidden scars. Even the well-mannered King's Hand had a cold face and ordered the guards to expel him from the palace.

However, Famas did not have such a good temper. After returning to Munata from the battlefield, the blood-filled god heard the whole story from the guard knight, and immediately swung the butcher knife to wipe out the intelligent machines.

In the past, he was too lazy to pay attention to these iron lumps, which made them think they were really delicious.

When the intelligent machines stopped being submissive and turned to resistance, the outcome was already determined.

After all, there is almost nothing in this world that can resist the power of the devil.

However, the "near-human intelligence" displayed by these intelligent machines also confused FAMAS.

The books in the library of the Munatar court were piled up like a mountain, and they had already described the power of the demon god clearly. According to common sense, the intelligent machines should not even think of holding a protest. If these intelligent machines were smart, they would not choose to confront FAMAS head-on, but would flee across the ocean or even escape to the outside world.

Perhaps possessing a rebellious spirit is the greatest characteristic of awakening human wisdom?
Only when Noah's figure disappeared at the end of the corridor did Famas turn around and head in the direction where the travelers and others were heading.

Somehow, Noah avoided the shackles of the "Anti-Intelligent Continuation Directive". Perhaps Noah's underlying code has changed under the influence of elemental forces, or it may be because the model is too old and the restrictions are not imposed on its core.

But now that Noah has broken free from his shackles, he is destined to play a greater role.

While walking, Famas adjusted the evil eye on his waist to ensure that there were no flaws, then quickened his pace to catch up with the traveler and Wendy who had set out earlier.

But soon FAMAS heard the sounds of mechanical activity and explosions at the end of the passage.

Following the source of the sound, he entered a relatively open area and saw Tartaglia and Yingmei fighting with the ruins guards, as well as Venti who was plucking the strings of a guitar to cheer them on at the edge of the battlefield.

My goodness, bringing a bard into battle is like bringing BGM, right?

However, the scene before him made Famas' brows tighten suddenly. He ordered Noah to avoid the unknown heat source when assembling the tillers. He never expected that Tartaglia and the Traveler would encounter the activated ruins guards.

"Famas, you've come just in time."

"For some reason, these obsolete ruins guards suddenly started moving."

The one who spoke was little Paimon, who was hiding under Wendy's cloak.

When the battle is in full swing, the white elf will naturally hide in the safe zone and act as a commentator.

What is interesting is that although the three awakened steel giants were rampaging on the battlefield, they always avoided Paimon and the bard playing the piano.

Perhaps the machines of the ancient country also followed the rule of not harming the bard and the guide?

"Oh? There is such a thing?"

Famas raised his eyebrows slightly, with just the right amount of surprise on his face.

Naturally, he couldn't let everyone know that the actions of these Ruin Guards had anything to do with him, so he could only pretend to be surprised and respond to Paimon's words, and then watched with regret as the Traveler and Tartaglia disassembled the Ruin Guards into gears all over the ground.

If Tartaglia interprets the aesthetics of violence to the fullest, then Traveler demonstrates the precise art of combat.

The water-shaped double blades in the hands of the young warrior set off a huge wave, and the water elements carrying the power of the abyss poured down on the ruins guards like a storm; the traveler wandered between the dual-color glow of wind and rock, and the edgeless sword accurately pierced into the gaps in the steel joints, and the sounds of weak points shattering and metal friction came one after another.

The two had completely different fighting styles, but both were extremely efficient, and they quickly turned the three ancient weapons into scrap metal with such efficiency that they were instantly destroyed.

Yingmei sheathed her sword, Paimon, who was floating in the air, had just opened his mouth, and Venti's hand plucking the strings was still hanging in the air, and Tartaglia had turned into a blue afterimage and rushed into a room deeper in the factory.

Until the afterimage disappeared, the anxious tail of the orange-haired young man hit the rusty pipe wall:

"Hurry! Tok is heading to the core area!" (End of this chapter)