I enlightened the heroine of the second dimension in New Tokyo

When Yasha saw her finish, she also said, "I have no problem on my side. I have read the notes left by the doctors and have a general understanding of the situation. I should be able to coordinate it."

Those doctors used scientific techniques to repair the androids, and thus left behind a lot of related instruments.

Asha didn't understand these, but as long as she understood the principles, she could use alchemy to reproduce them.

She clasped her hands together and said, "I need extraordinary minerals and demon materials to repair the body of the android. I'm going to trouble you all."

"Okay, let's go hunting."

Zhao Yang nodded and said, "My ability to fight back against me has almost recovered, so I can go kill some monsters."

So they all went out.

Next, they spent some time collecting all the materials, and Zhao Yang killed enough monsters and recovered his abilities.

Then Asha began to repair the android.

Speaking of androids... not all of them are as strong as A2 and 2B.

There are also different types of androids, most of which are mass-produced with C-level combat power.

A2 and 2B are special models. Apart from them, there are no other androids of this level in the Space-Time Garden.

Other special types of androids were either killed in battle outside or destroyed beyond recognition by demons, making them difficult to repair.

Precia plans to take away fifty C-class mass-produced soldiers.

There are nearly a thousand androids in the warehouse, and apart from those that are severely damaged, there are still hundreds that can be repaired.

Asha went underground and picked out fifty androids with relatively minor injuries. She quickly assembled the corresponding body parts and asked A2 and 2B to help install them.

Then comes the all-important power reactor.

She said it would take two days to repair and more materials would be needed.

Zhao Yang and his companions went again to kill monsters and obtain materials.

Busy till evening.

After dinner, Zhao Yang said to 2B:

"2B, my powers have been restored. I will enlighten you next."

"…Is that really okay? You have someone more important out there, right?"

2B knew that Zhao Yang was still obsessed with the man who was good at healing magic.

"It's okay. You are also a very important candidate."

Zhao Yang showed a handsome smile.

Ram complained: "Here we go again."

Ayase pouted and said, "Isn't he always like this?"

"really."

Thrush nodded.

2B fell silent. She said nothing, but she didn't refuse.

Zhao Yang quickly enlightened her, and she, like A2, awakened the ability of devouring evolution, and her power reactor was also reduced to the mid-level B grade.

After the enlightenment, 2B thanked Zhao Yang and went to rest underground.

Her attitude was a little more distant than usual, but it wasn't that she had a problem with him.

She seemed to be thinking about something, that's why.

Zhao Yang ignored her and went to party with A2, Rem, Ram and Elsa.

The night passed.

The next afternoon, after Asha had adjusted all the power reactors, A2 and 2B helped install them on the androids.

But the android did not start immediately.

You also need to download memory data for them before you can start them.

But this step is not Asha's job.

That's where Thrush excels.

At this time, the quantum clone of Thrush was wandering in the system of the Spacetime Garden:

"Hmm, let me see where this number is... Oh, it's this one, and then that one..."

She collected all the memory data uploaded by the fifty androids and after checking them, she said to Zhao Yang and the others:

"As expected, they are all damaged. What should we do? Can they be repaired?"

"How to say?"

Zhao Yang looked at A2 and 2B.

A2 said coldly: "My memory data version is different."

2B said, "Thrush, I will give you a copy of my memory data and attach my memories after waking up. This way, when they wake up, they can update themselves and quickly grasp the situation."

She operated it and transmitted the required data to Thrush.

Thrush then added the data to those memories and downloaded them into the android's brain.

These androids are mass-produced, have ordinary looks, and have no gender distinction.

Not as realistic as A2 and 2B.

After they woke up, their eyes were unfocused and it took them a while to update and read 2B's memory.

After they understood the current situation, they all saluted to Precia and raised their left hands to cover their chests:

“May the glory of mankind last forever!”

Precia nodded: "Yes."

The android in the middle said, "Master, please give the order."

"Go to the space-time battleship to familiarize yourself with the environment, and then standby."

Precia said.

"Yes!"

They saluted again and went directly to the space-time battleship.

After they left, Zhao Yang asked A2 and 2B:

"By the way, how did you recognize your master? Is there a program controlling it?"

"No."

"There is no such thing."

A2 and 2B shook their heads.

382 May the glory of mankind last forever!

Zhao Yang looked at Precia: "?"

Precia shook her head and said, "We don't have such technology. After I woke them up, I planned to deal with them if they didn't obey me, but you saw the result... I didn't expect them to be so obedient."

2B said calmly, "We androids were created for humans. It's normal for the Master to revive us on Earth and obey his orders."

A2: "That's it."

Zhao Yang thought: So the artificial human obeys orders entirely by consciousness? It sounds unreliable.

But as it turned out there were no problems, so that’s okay.

2B then said, "Master, I have a suggestion."

"explain."

2B: "The Commander should know the intelligence on Alhazad and Synapse. If she can be repaired, it may bring more intelligence."

Precia thought for a while and said, "Commander? I remember his name was White, um..."

Zhao Yang looked at A2: "You have no objection? Don't you have a grudge against each other?"

"I have already killed her in revenge."

A2 shook his head.

"Oh."

Zhao Yang stopped talking.

Precia asked Asha: "She is an advanced artificial human, can you repair it too?"

Asha replied, "Yes, but it will be difficult to maintain the original level. I have also checked the android that Miss 2B calls the commander. She is an A-level android. If I repair it, it will drop to C-level."

Precia didn't care about this: "It doesn't matter, as long as it can move."

She only wanted the information in White's memory and had no expectations for her fighting ability.

She wouldn't take her away anyway.

If the android's memory could not be cracked and the only way to get the information was to resurrect her, she would not even bother to repair her.

But now that she has someone to help her and she doesn't have to do anything, she doesn't mind.

Zhao Yang and his team went to collect materials to repair White, and also helped A2 and 2B devour the monsters.

Half a day later, they returned with the demon corpses they needed.

Yasha originally wanted to repair White today, but Zhao Yang told her not to work so hard.

She rested for a night and adjusted it in the morning.

After several hours, Asha mixed White's body and the power reactor, and then 2B helped to install it.

Then, Thrush downloaded White's memories and 2B's memories into the system and pressed the start button.

……

...

Icy.

dark.

It seems like being trapped at the bottom of deep water.

It seems to be floating in the silent sky.

groggy.

gloomy.

who am I?

———I am White, the commander of the android army.

Where am I?

———The Garden of Space and Time, the last fortress of the world.

……right.

I remembered.

We failed.

The humans who created us have long since perished, and even beings as powerful as the Synapses have fled into the void.

The world cannot escape the fate of destruction.

There is no way to fight anymore.

Now that that fails, I need to execute one last command.

Let the Garden of Time and Space pull the last of the world's power, fall into the demon world to form a secret realm, and preserve the wisdom of civilization.

Leave it to other worlds.

Create the spark of resistance.