Blessings to the beautiful stars

Chapter 36 Resurrection
"Can I be the pilot of a starship? It's a joke. The original buildings of this planet were all formed by colonial starships, and I was in charge of the overall situation. Before that, I had more than 200 light years of sailing experience... You are not Have you asked? Why ask again?"

"Huh? Are you talking about being able to 'directly' be the driver? What do you mean?"

"Try to fuse me with this brain... Bah! You lowly organisms, don't try to lock me in this bloody stinking bag!"

"Don't touch me! I warn you, don't wait until it's too late... wait, save..."

As the clerk said, preparations for the resurrection were not complicated.He just got up, opened the sofa that had been sitting under his buttocks, revealed the nutrition cabin-like facilities in it, and turned on the switch.

It reads "Ark of Resurrection, 3.123 Portable Edition."

Throwing the brain into the nutrition cabin, the clerk held down You's struggling AI, with a little doubt in his one-eyed eyes: "This little toy was supposed to be bragging just now, right? It's just why it always gives me a familiar feeling?"

"Illusion, your illusion." Ai Shanshan's tone was firm, and then quietly turned off the built-in speaker of this little toy that originally belonged to her in the field of vision.

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AI never thought that it would experience the death of a flesh and blood creature, let alone that it would die twice in a short period of time.

After the device reads the genetic information carried by the brain, as well as spiritual energy fluctuations and the most critical memory data, the nutrient solution in the cabin immediately condenses into humanoid embryos, which are rapidly maturing.

At the same time, the ball is also connected by cables, transferring the AI ​​in it to the developing new brain, which is a perfect fit.

The program is the soul of the machine, transcoding it with flesh and blood creatures is the only difficulty in this process.But Gongrong Insurance is good at this.

The AI ​​that was deprived of the right to speak felt dark in front of its eyes.When seeing the light again, there is only blurred vision.

Fortunately, the blurred vision quickly became clear with the development of the eyeball organs in the cabin.

Neural connectivity is the first time that AI has a sense of touch through flesh and blood. Based on its empiricism as a program, this method of perceiving the outside world is vague and imprecise, which can be called inefficient.

But the dopamine secreted by the delicate brain stimulated by this new pain can give AI a novel pleasure that it has never experienced before.

Lifting the immature hands in the nutrient solution, the nascent skin and muscles are still translucent, and the slender bones are crystal clear and fragile.

It's... a strange feeling.The clumsy AI thought so because it was packed into a flesh-and-blood brain, and learned to manipulate the nerves to make a fist.It was harder than it thought it would be, so there was a great sense of accomplishment when it was finally done.

The hatch slid open, and Ai Shanshan looked in curiously.Seeing the babbling AI with a smile, he stretched out his clenched fist, as if showing off, wanting to be praised.

Pretty cute?Levina, who had been watching, was already using her maid's instincts, simulating a series of precautions for taking care of such an AI in her heart.

Then she watched the cute AI being hit by the clerk with a hammer.

The iron hammer head was getting closer and closer, and AI felt his eyes go dark again.

With a click, the two small fists stretched out of the cabin froze and softened.

Then the clerk threw the chief's petite mechanical body into it with great effort.

This time the operation was more complicated, thanks to the fact that Ai Shanshan killed the brain with a microwave weapon, the mechanized parts of the brain were completely preserved.Otherwise, it would not be easy to adapt a completely new brain to this mechanical body that has been transformed over the years.

But this is not a very good experience for AI.It still has a sliver of consciousness, it just feels that its whole body is trapped in a vortex and is stirring rapidly.The vortex scraped its body, and then scraped away the flesh and blood it just loved.

A drowning-like suffocation emerged, and the impact on the nerve chain was countless times stronger than last time. This was a sign that it successfully adapted to the mechanical body left by the chief.

Then, the AI ​​suddenly opened its eyes, sat up from the training cabin, lost its balance and fell out of it.

He fell to the floor and coughed violently, and some of the nutrient solution that soaked it just now was splashed out, flowing on the floor like a river that hasn't melted.

Its current image is also reflected in the broth.

Cats and babies look endearing because their eyes make up a large proportion of their faces.

In order to let the possible enemies relax their vigilance, this chief body also adopts the same design: the big eyes are flickering, which is cute and cute.It's just that the top of its head is smooth and shiny, without a single hair.

Wait... Broth?
AI was stunned for a moment, and immediately got up from the ground.It's just that the height of the mechanical body is really not enough.Even if you stand on tiptoe, you can barely make your eyes level with the nutrition cabin.

Inside, the flesh and blood body that I had used for a moment had turned into thick juice, and was being sucked out like it was placed in a flush toilet.Soon, the culture chamber became clear again.

Deep loss overflowed, and the AI ​​duck sat down on the ground, tugging at the hem of Ai Shanshan's clothes, a little confused: "Just wash away like this? I don't even know what race this body is."

Ai Shanshan felt a little numb, and slapped his hand away: "What race is it? You are the chief himself now, and you have her memory, so you can recall it yourself?"

The AI ​​nodded suddenly, closed its eyes and thought for a long time, but still opened them frowningly: "She doesn't remember either."

"My memory is full of relics unearthed somewhere, leaving no room for these chores."

Chores?

Levina couldn't believe it.She knows some people forget things like birthdays because of work life and all that.But forget your race?The elf with the stamp of thought imprinted in his mind couldn't imagine this.

It seems that not everyone is proud of their birth.

"It's a good sign to have more memories. The scientist's brain was half-cooked in the microwave when it was sent. I am worried about the integrity of the memory,"

The clerk nodded: "If you think about it again, can you recall more? The most important thing is to recall the name of this scientist."

Names have special meaning in most social systems.In some psychic civilizations that are always troubled by the problem of taking homes, whether they can recall their original names is even one of the important indicators to prove that they are themselves.

name?

AI still frowned, hesitated several times, and finally said a name hesitantly: "Moxisdi, at least this is the pronunciation. Besides, what about me? Ai Shanshan, you have always called me AIAI... What about me? Can I have a name too?"

Ai Shanshan wanted to agree, but suddenly realized that AI still has a lot of things to solve.For example, whether it can directly replace the chief as Moxisdi, and whether it should have a gender should also be considered.Also, the least important but the most conspicuous, is whether or not to put a head of hair on it.

After the chief's head escaped like a rocket, his hair disappeared without a trace.The current AI is a frowning bald girl. The top of her head doesn't even feel like a scratch, but a cold metal texture, which is very magical.

It's a pity that no one seems to care except myself.

The clerk coughed a few times: "After the program has a body, there will be a strong desire for self-identification, which is normal. Now, we should think about how to get to that starship."

Ai Shanshan nodded in a deep voice.Zuo Wu's live broadcast signal has been intermittent, which is a sign that he is gradually leaving the planet's network coverage.

He and Guhua Qingkong were still rising rapidly under the beating of the angel.

　What am I writing... I'm in a bad state, so I wish you all a happy Lantern Festival 8
　　
　
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