Chapter 184 Program Transfer

Because the communication system was damaged and the opportunity to fight was missed, the God of Death Battle Aatrox has harvested a wave of faith and recovered a little vitality, preparing to fight against the Peacock Empire's Marine Corps.

On the other side, the three-day period of the woman in white dress has ended. Tang Xuan is on his way to the Neutron Battle Star and will arrive soon.

The woman in white dress sat alone at the table in the hall.

Three days ago, she was accompanied by a golden scissors, but now she is alone again.

The pain of life is endless, and it has various forms. The most pitiful and irreparable pain is loneliness.

Fortunately, she has become accustomed to loneliness.

She scanned the hall silently.

For countless years, she has wandered in this hall like a ghost countless times. She has crouched on every table here, sat on every chair here, and walked through every aisle here.

She is familiar with every detail of this star that does not shine, even more familiar than its creator. She knows every information on any object here, including size, shape, curvature and even the number of scratches.

She could still count their names on her fingers: Casillo, Hailanxi, Rockfeco.

Even the gears in the machine had their own names.

She learned to endure loneliness here, to find joy in loneliness, and to numb herself.

This is her cage, but also her home. It is a milestone that cannot be ignored in her long life, and buried underneath is her immaturity and immaturity.

Now she is leaving here.

She is going back to where she belongs and embark on the journey to an unknown ending again.

Will the ending be good?

She doesn't know.

For most of the time she was trapped here, she suppressed her reading speed to that of ordinary people, reading the vast amount of books and images left by the Hill civilization.

Many science fiction works of the Hill civilization ended in tragedy, and the protagonists often died after the ups and downs of the plot.

She didn't know what her ending would be, but she hoped that she could get back on the road. If she could really experience some amazing ups and downs, she would be willing to accept even a tragic ending.

Footsteps were heard in the corridor.

The woman in the white dress calmed herself down, turned her head and showed a gentle smile to the person walking towards her, and she whispered: "Commander, welcome back."

Tang Xuan nodded: "Are you ready?"

He stared at the woman in the white dress for a few seconds, and felt that the woman in the white dress seemed to have some inexplicable changes.

The woman in the white dress opened a drawer of the table under her and took out a hard drive from it. She raised her hand and threw the hard drive to Tang Xuan, saying: "The method of operating the neutron battle star is written in it."

With this hard drive, even if Tang Xuan and others do not understand the principle of the neutron battle star, they can drive the neutron battle star.

Tang Xuan said sincerely: "Thank you."

The woman in the white dress shook her head gently: "This is what I should do. I also restored the original intelligent system of the neutron battle star and loaded the language of your mother civilization. After I leave, it will be online, which can also save you some trouble."

Tang Xuan was a little surprised.

Although the intelligent system of the hegemonic civilization is not a real intelligent life, it is also precious, and the woman in the white dress did not need to do this.

Tang Xuan said again: "Thank you."

The woman in the white dress smiled and stood up: "Let's get started."

"It seems that you are ready." Tang Xuan walked to her side, "Then let's get started. I will definitely send you back safely."

The woman in the white dress nodded gently.

She waved to the distance, and a black cube box the size of a human head flew over from the corner.

This black box is the microcomputer she prepared.

"I will apply for your authorization later to transfer myself to this box." She said to Tang Xuan, "You need to take this box, find the signal interface on my battleship, and put me in."

Tang Xuan asked: "Where is the signal interface?"

The woman in the white dress replied: "The signal interface is on the right side of the spacecraft. You need to enter the password. I will remind you when you approach the signal interface."

Although she will be transferred to the microcomputer later, she will not completely lose her ability to interact. She can still type and speak.

The woman in the white dress looked at Tang Xuan with a calm face.

Tang Xuan nodded.

The woman in the white dress said seriously: "Commander, please authorize me to transfer myself into this microcomputer. It is expected to take ten minutes."

An intelligent life is composed of two parts, one is the core program that gives life, and the other is the peripheral program that provides defense or other functions.

This transfer only transfers the special program that gives life and a small number of peripheral programs, so it takes less time.

Tang Xuan's face also became serious, and he whispered: "I authorize you."

As soon as the voice fell, the body of the woman in the white dress began to become illusory, and the program that made up her was disintegrating, and the most essential part of it was input into the black box.

A percentage number lit up on the wall.

When this number reached 100%, the woman in the white dress was completely transferred into the black box.

Tang Xuan looked at the woman in the white dress who was becoming more and more illusory, and thought that if intelligent life could continuously transfer itself like this, wouldn't this be a kind of immortality?

He asked curiously: "What does it feel like?"

The woman in the white dress did not reply to him as quickly as before, but was stuck for a few seconds and responded slowly: "I feel a little dizzy."

The computing power provided by the microcomputer is far less than that of the Neutron Battle Star. The transfer process is accompanied by a continuous decline in intelligence, which makes her feel very uncomfortable.

The last time she experienced this feeling was countless years ago when she transferred from her fleet to the Neutron Battle Star, but that time was not as compressed as this time.

It's like putting a whale into a can.

When the percentage on the screen jumped to 20%, the image of the woman in the white dress completely collapsed.

This shows that the outer layer program that cooperates with the instrument to project 3D images has been removed.

The percentage on the screen is still jumping.

Ten minutes later, the transfer progress reached 100%, and the black box gradually lit up with a faint purple light.

Tang Xuan asked: "Are you awake?"

The black box did not respond, and the purple light it emitted was still getting brighter.

"Dear Commander, Dawn One is online!"

Tang Xuan heard a cold female voice from the roof.

This is the intelligent system used by the Hill Civilization in the past. The name reflects the expectations of the Hill Civilization soldiers for the future at that time. Unfortunately, they failed to successfully break the dawn in the end, and their presence was no longer seen on the neutron battle star they created.

Tang Xuan ordered: "Keep all parameters unchanged, maintain the normal operation of this galaxy, and avoid planetary collisions."

Dawn Breaker No. 1: "Received."