The Seed Of Dreams

After a minute of silence, a soft electronic voice was heard. "Okay, may I ask how much the host has learned? How many years is the interstellar universal standard? So that the introduction terminology can be adjusted according to the degree of knowledge?"

"0 years," Mu Fan answered without thinking. It was rare to hear the robot's kind words.

"Sorry, host. Black can't introduce you. Please master some spatial physics knowledge before asking questions.

"Mu Fan's eyes turned into dead fish eyes, and cold words squeezed out from his lips." Black… egg! "

"Master, please put down that 317.4 KG Iron Cliff. Black will answer all the questions for you.

Bang! Mu Fan threw down the huge rock and looked at Black expressionlessly. "Speak!"

"According to the incomplete record of the body detector, it can be confirmed that Black is no longer in the current empty plane. The data for deviation from time and space is deficient and cannot be checked. Host, you need to connect to the network of this star system for the initial correction."

"Guest, please believe that hacking as a controllable smart-brain cannot fraudulent behavior like forging data on the first authorization," Blackie said immediately when he "saw" Mu Fan's expression.

"According to the data on the damaged data before the space-time transition, the black probability is 89.1% from a parallel universe. The damage to the time database cannot be confirmed. It belongs to the third in the first sequence of the Star System Council—the Yaq Super Empire, the product of the Empire's SSS-level core laboratory." The cold electronic voice continued.

"Black Finishing Overall: Development cycle 14408 Atomic Day. Scale: Planet-level Super intelligent cluster core. Performance level: known the highest level, standard 17 times the previous strongest AI. According to incomplete database records, on the day of completion of the Planet-level Super intelligent cluster project, according to unknown energy response occurring in the core laboratory at 0.7 light-years. Energy level, energy level… Beep, impossible to calculate. Database destroyed, producing spacetime disorder. Black Star level main body destroyed, one in a trillion chance of producing a spacetime pathway. Black Core activated self-protection program and ejected. Current landing location: Unknown. Alpha Superbrain is currently the second-highest authority in the black world. The first authority is host."

"End of story…"

Mu Fan took a deep breath. He felt a little confused. For the first time, he felt that such a huge monster had intruded into his cognitive world.

"Black, what other functions do you have now?"

"Answer the host: Currently, the black mind has been taken over by the autonomous AI Alpha super brain. The database has lost 91%, the planetary-level super intelligent cluster has lost 100%, and the Alpha super brain is the highest level core smart-brain in the Yaquo Empire. It can be handled…"

"Can you use it as a photon computer?" Mu Fan directly interrupted Blackie's answer.

"Alpha Super Brain is an artificial intelligence. It has growth potential and autonomy. It is not a traditional intelligent material. When the host provides the necessary components, 100% of the processor functions."

"That's good. What components do you need me to provide?" Mu Fan stared at the black egg in front of him. He did not know how shocking artificial intelligence, which had its own consciousness, represented in this world.

He felt an inexplicable urge surge in his chest. He could not express it, but if he could express it in words, it was the commoners' desire for the vast galaxy, the dream of a goshawk piercing the clouds and chasing after it!

Nine light-years away from Luo Jia, in the first virtual mecha training room of the Landu Star, Dingchuan Academy, the fourth administrative star of the Galaxy Federation, rows of blue and white virtual cabins with a dim light shone neatly in the hall. A few young men in gray uniforms stood on the viewing platform in the corner of the training room, lost in thought as they watched a white mecha performing tactical evasion moves in the three-dimensional light beam in front of them.

"Captain Reynolds, senior Lu Qingxue's battle situation is not good. Although she just broke through to become a platinum two-star player on the PO Battle Network a few days ago, it is still a little too much to rashly participate in the professional level survival tournament." A slightly shorter crew cut beside him could not help sweating when he saw the various dangers of the white mecha on the screen.

"Look again. Clear Snow should be able to do it. The instructor had previously estimated that Clear Snow's level is not only platinum-2 stars. She should be training other skills recently." Reynolds' eyes were still fixed on the screen in front of him. The slender figure of the gray uniform collar stood even taller. As the captain of the mecha combat team at Dingchuan Academy, his platinum level 4 stars strength was already the strongest known in the academy.

PO Battle Network, a Battle Network platform with mecha holographic combat as its main platform, belonged to the pan-federal super-large intergalactic company, PO Intergalactic Group. Inside, 95% simulation reality could be achieved. The character data simulation would be achieved through the docking of all the neurons in the body, and the brain coordination would be carried out.

PO Battle Network had two combat styles. The first was fantasy combat, which focused on entertainment. The game officials provided a series of non-existent mecha in real life. The player's simulation level was lower, and the data was enhanced. The difficulty of operating the mecha decreased, and the player could perform all kinds of imaginary actions. This type of combat style was mostly introduced by beginners or players who were purely recreational to experience the pleasure of driving a mecha. Normal people could not afford a mecha that cost tens of millions of star dollars in the real world. The appearance of PO Battle Network filled the dreams of countless people.

The other type of mecha was real combat. It was a paradise for college, army, and mecha lovers. In this mode, it strictly simulated the various types of publicly announced mecha that existed in reality, including the military standard mecha, and some PO companies obtained mecha model data through other channels. PO companies provided all the engines, armor, weapons, and other parts that could be checked on the market, providing modification services. Players could assemble their ideal mecha in the Battle Network, but due to the 95% limit of the simulation, some daily mismanagement that appeared in real-life combat, or some problem in assembly and adaptation, did not exist in the Battle Network. The system with all the data could allow players to fight with all their might without having to worry about anything else. On the other hand, if players thought that PO Battle Network could play well in real life combat, then the idea that they could settle it in real life was a mistake. All kinds of sudden emergencies in the mecha were not something that the theoretical players could handle.

The number of players in the Battle Network, from novice to proficiency, was killed by the system. Massive amounts of data, such as Battle Merit, Skill Score, and so on, finally formed a level evaluation through a series of complicated algorithms, from low to high: Bronze, Silver, Gold, Platinum, Diamond, Grandmaster, King, and so on. Before the Grandmaster level, each title was divided into a small ranking between 1 star and 5 stars, from low to high. In the PO Battle Network, which had 85% of the players in the beginner level, it was hard to break through levels. Platinum 2 stars was definitely an expert level.

In real combat, there were relatively gentle competitions to remove powerful weapons and to set the rules. There were light restriction competitions with a certain level of attraction, and indiscriminate fights. The most brutal one was the survival game that Reynolds and his team saw so far! Survivors were the winners, and there were no rules! No weapons restriction! 95% + 1% simulation, and 1% pain locked onto 100%!

"Oh no, someone is ambushing us from behind! Clear Snow is in danger!"