910.Monica and Mosna·Forget the good and the bad, the past is empty - more updates with monthly ticket【5/10】
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“‘How is the preparation of the Warmaster's weapons?？”
“It recharges its hidden back energy in the energy cabin in the swamp forbidden area. It can be completed in up to ten minutes. Do you need me to activate its combat mode for you?？”
Sister Cement said with a researcher's exclamation：
“I have to say that the weapons you prepared for this battle are beyond our imagination.，”
“Keep charging, don't rush for a few minutes.”
Murphy says：
“After charging, let it enter the ejection platform and launch it directly to the Crimean Fortress battlefield with the containment tank. I need to rush over immediately to see the situation. If things go wrong, I can at least send Old Sutou off to the end with my own hands. Procedure.”
“receive！”
Sister Cement replied.
When Murphy walked towards the teleportation board, the last available support team in the R-9 base was already in place..
More than fifty furry black or gray werewolves were waiting with anxiety and anticipation for Murphy's judgment on their fate. They all wore Farstrider protective gear and were issued weapons, which seemed to symbolize A less terrible future is already open to them.
“Your leader Marcus has completed the difficult task I assigned him, and you will also be on the stage of the mainland as the source of civilization today..”
Murphy played with the Sentinel lightsaber in his hand and said：
“I have prepared a faith contract for you. After signing it, you will gain the freedom to no longer be bound, but the premise is that you must take practical actions for this generosity..
This is a battle destined to be difficult.
So my advice to you is to fight bravely so that Lao Sutou can see your potential, and also let me not regret making this decision..
Werewolves, you are going to enter the battlefield under the leadership of vampires. Are you ready?？”
“Of course, Lord 'Benefactor'.”
A strong and wild female werewolf raised her head and said loudly：
“We are willing to follow you on this destined battlefield, and we will never let you down.！”
“Great, let's go then.”
Murphy moved his neck and reset the countdown of the mechanical pocket watch to thirty minutes. He took one last look at Mosina, who was being carefully removed from the back of her head by the old flywheel, and then led the werewolves onto the teleportation board to go to Cree. wooden fortress battlefield.
——
The memory modules of the Sentinels have upgrade slots when they are installed, so they do not have to replace new plug-ins while losing their past memories. Because the Sentinels have unified components, the data reading of this thing is instantaneous..
The moment Old Flywheel and Little Sharon inserted the memory core into the back of Mosina's head, even though it was still temporarily shut down, Mosina's compatibility program had already started and began to import the data in the new memory module into Sentinel's processing core.
This involves a very strange issue.
For example, do robots dream of electric sheep? Or more simply, do sentinels dream?？
Mosina has never had a dream before.
Although their designs are very advanced, they have not reached the point where they can use data programs to simulate dreams. It’s not that the Creator’s black technology can’t do it, but it’s just that there is no need to do so..
After all, what the Creator needs is a group of determined and brave warriors, not a group of funny robots who are sad for spring and autumn. Besides, on the battlefield facing subspace, things like dreams will become pervasive even if they are digital bionic simulations. Chaos contamination is a vector for meme propagation.
But this time, Mosna was pulled into a strange "data dream" before restarting..
She opened her eyes in the dream woven by thousands of characters and data streams, and what she saw was another Sentinel individual that was almost exactly the same as herself..
The latter was like himself in the mirror, standing in front of him and looking at her with a sentimental and gentle attitude that did not belong to a mechanical creature..
Mosna saw the combat module hidden on the opponent's body, and knew that it was a combat sentry. From the special number that only the sentry could interpret, she could tell that this was an elite commander with an attack style..
Mosina immediately stood up straight instinctively and said loudly：
“Salute to you, Commander.！”
“ah？”
This reaction shocked the other party.
Then the guy covered his mouth and let out a clear laugh. His gesture was not like the reaction of the sentries at all, but like a real living life..
“You are still so out of touch, sister. It seems that even General Fimes' personal training cannot restore you to the stability you should have as an elite sentinel maintainer..”
The data image left in Monica's memory core said softly with a hint of emotion.：
“But that’s okay, maybe the Creator added more wonderful ingenuity when shaping you, giving you an optimistic trait that other sentinels don’t have. This makes you incompatible with other people and at the same time becomes the general manager. A person who attracts attention, or a 'troublemaker'’.
Alas, I'm sorry that this farewell has been so long overdue, but it has finally come.
I'm also sorry that I can only see you again in this "afterimage" attitude, Mosna. After you wake up, you will remember everything that happened a thousand years ago, but please don't be sad for me, I have already walked into The most perfect ending the Sentinels could get.
My story has ended, but due to the twists and turns of fate, your story seems to have just begun from now on.
This can be considered as fulfilling your dream.
After all, when we were on duty on the patrol ship, you kept complaining that the subspace was too boring and wanted to go and have a good look at the material world shaped by the Creator..
Sister, cherish this journey.
I gained something precious from the torture of subspace, and I leave it to you so that you can more truly feel the joy, excitement, anticipation, and dream..
You may become a real 'person', not just a tool.
Perhaps this is what the Creator wants to see. He shaped this world not just for the exiles, but also for us to be home..
Don't cry for me, Mosna.
I will stay with you until the end of this road.”
The phantom walked up to the confused Mosina, stretched out his hand to touch her cheek, and left the last farewell kiss on her sister's forehead as the digitized pixels dissipated..
“It's time for you to wake up, go ahead, embrace your new life, and see for me a future that may not be bright but is definitely worth fighting for..”
In the reverberation of the remaining sound, Mosna's system was restarted. When she opened her eyes, the intense data flow rapidly oscillated in her mind, even causing dangerous sparks to burst out from multiple of her chips. In these "romances" unique to robots, she recalled the memory data that had been deleted by herself. Of course, it was recorded from Monica's perspective about the event that happened more than a thousand years ago..
“The subspace rift is about to get out of control! The team suffered heavy losses, and the legion's front line was also under siege by the shadow of the subspace. The headquarters was unable to send more warrior Monica! Now there are only two of us left. We must suppress the re-expansion of this rift..”
“Repair the energy capsule of the base. Sister, I brought this strange module. The vampire councilor told me before he lost his memory that this thing they made can suppress the power of chaos..”
“no! Its positioning beacon is damaged and we cannot accurately locate the core node! Damn it, we don’t have the standard extra-dimensional beacon Monica on hand! What are you going to do? Come back soon！”
“I can jump over, sister, and use my ultra-dimensional radar signal instead of positioning signal. I am a combat sentry. I have subspace countermeasures and purification modules. I can persist longer..”
“I don't allow it! Come back! We can still”
“Sister, fix it! This is our last chance. The Sentinels cannot fail their mission. The Creator is watching us..”
“Monica, come back! Don't.”
“Let me go! You are not a combat sentry. You cannot withstand this level of chaos washing, Mosna! You idiot, let me go！”
“I will not let go, you are my little sister, I knew I had to take good care of you when we walked off the production line together. The emotional module that the Creator gave me when he created me was too active..
I know it's a problem, and I know I'm a troublemaker, but I just don't want to give up on you! Monica.I don't want to.”
“Didi detected that chaos pollution exceeded the safety threshold. Level 1 warning! Contamination meme is generating memory module formatting startup.”
“don't want! don't want! ! ! Monica, I won't forget you, I won't forget you, I swear.”
“Stay strong, sister, we will meet again.”
The disordered memory fragments replayed the parting a thousand years ago, and Mosna's memory was fixed at the moment when Monica was swallowed by the rift in subspace..
She remembered everything, but she had already missed it all. The belated farewell was over before it began..
“I forgot about her. Oh my God, I forgot that I didn't even say goodbye to her. God, God.”
Mosina collapsed on the spot, covering her face with her hands and screaming. However, robots and vampires were unable to shed tears. This was not a gentle world for them..
Next to her, little Sharon wanted to step forward to comfort her lost mentor, but Old Feilun reached out to hold her down. The old halfling, who also had an unforgettable past, glanced at Mosna with pity, shook his head and whispered.：
“Give her some time. Despair and sadness always need a person to taste slowly before hope can be brewed. Alas, there is another sad person in this damn world..”
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