Despite the fact that the artificial intelligence AI "Adam" acted on its own, it executed Chen Fei's orders without fail.
The next second, Chen Fei's vision cleared, and the entire world imdiately beca quiet. All running projects were ruthlessly terminated, leaving the digital world spotlessly clean, as if nothing had ever happened.
Adam: Establishing Magic Array computation model, project 1, progress 2%
...
Adam: Establishing Magic Array computation model, project 100, progress 0%
There was also a summary process that showed 1%.
Everything returned to normal.
His mind no longer overheated and beca clear again, his nutrition was back on track, and Chen Fei took a deep breath, relieved that his guess was correct. He had nearly been played to death by the self-willed artificial intelligence AI "Adam."
Now that he had received so much substantial support, he had to replan the combat thod against the parasitic species "Sagali."
Relying on one person to fight was definitely not enough, otherwise, he would fall into the sa trap a second ti.
"Adam, integrate the combat thods of the Cangqiong Star Legion, and simulate group combat models!"
Chen Fei was one person, yet he was not alone.
This ti, the Crown Prince of the Slan Dynasty leading a team for urgent rescue showed that the era of fighting solo was over.
Adam: Group combat simulation sche 1, completed!
Adam: Group combat simulation sche 2, completed!
...
The computational load was incomparable to the Magic Array computation model, and in the blink of an eye, the freely performing artificial intelligence AI "Adam" provided Chen Fei with 63 legion plans, excluding the nearly thousand others that had significant flaws.
Chen Fei directly opened the combat efficiency highest ranked plan, which reached 91%, glanced at the summary, and couldn't help but laugh.
After all, it was artificial intelligence; no matter how flexible or strong its self-learning capabilities were, the limitations of artificial intelligence still existed.
Whether it was "Adam" or "Cybertrom," they could not escape the fundantal flaw of creativity. The content in the best plan was based on big data integration from Chen Fei's previous combat experiences. For "Adam," it was already the optimal solution that fully integrated and utilized existing resources.
But in Chen Fei's eyes, it was nothing but rehashed ideas, old wine in new bottles, lacking boldness and not taking big enough steps, almost like dancing with shackles on.
After reviewing a few more plans, which were more or less the sa and at most adjusted so combat units, although indeed involving group combat and complenting various tactical weapons, they were far from what Chen Fei wanted, even in the wrong direction.
Letting "Adam" handle this task was like asking the impossible. Chen Fei decisively gave up and no longer allowed it to waste computational resources.
He made an appointnt with Minante and his uncle, Legion Commander Befas of the "Radiant Tiger" legion, as specialization requires expertise. This legion commander might provide so constructive suggestions.
The barbecue stand that had not been set up that day was brought out again, and because there were more people, the quantity and variety increased significantly.
"By the way, 'Rookie', I need to apologize to you first!"
Legion Commander Befas grabbed two chilled beers, handed one to Chen Fei, and pulled the tab open. They both took a sip.
"Speak your mind, Uncle Befas, you don't need to be formal with ."
Because of his relationship with Minante, Chen Fei really didn't stand on ceremony with him. Lately, he had often freeloaded food and accommodation and even stayed over, despite only selling intelligence once. The ongoing battle to death between the Slan Dynasty and the rebel army had nothing to do with him, a Blue Star Person, and he made sure not to ddle in unnecessary matters.
The upscale business hotel had closed imdiately after the Blue Star's guests left with no business left. They simply shut down, leaving only a few security guards on duty, and decided to close up shop until at least the end of the war when they would reopen.
This left Chen Fei without a place to stay, living in a mobile base vehicle. It was natural to expect occasional room and board from the "Radiant Tiger" legion.
"The attack you and Minante encountered on your return from Commander-in-Chief Stephens is not over. Soone has sent a ssage that the Southern War Zone will probably not let it go. You need to be more careful. It's best if you move to stay at the 'Radiant Tiger' legion's main camp. Try not to go out, and I will ensure your and Minante's safety to my fullest capability."
Befas had just received the news. He was worried not only about Chen Fei but also about his nephew.
"Can no one control the Southern War Zone?"
Chen Fei frowned slightly, recalling that he had captured a prisoner and extracted so critical intelligence.
The attack incident was sowhat related to the Southern War Zone, but he hadn't expected that the commander of the Southern War Zone was so vindictive, determined to seek revenge to the end.
Of course, if the other party wasn't willing to settle peacefully, he wouldn't panic. He would counter all moves as they ca, seeing who would outlast whom.
Legion Commander Befas shook his head and said, "Uncontrollable. The big boss of our Eastern zone is Stephens, and the South's is Bartona. They don't give face, and we can't do anything about it. The Central War Zone has the strongest force, but even they don't have a say."
The Tessa Empire Restoration Army was not a united front; instead, it was filled with disparate factions. For the ti being, they had co together as one for the great benefit of restoring the nation, united in their opposition against the vast army of the Slan Dynasty.
The figure currently being propped up as Emperor was clearly a puppet of the royal lineage, visible to anyone who paid attention. He would likely never live to see the day he truly ascended to the throne. It's probable he knew this himself, and surviving would already be more than enough to be thankful for.
"Let's find an opportunity to strike at the South then!"
Chen Fei would never indulge his opponents.
Anyone wanting to be his enemy had to be prepared for what was to co.
Waging disastrous battles was what military contractors did best.
"I support you! 'Rookie,' it would be best to wipe out those scoundrels from the Southern War Zone!"
Minante, holding a handful of kebabs, walked over while dripping oil, not caring about his role as a mber of the Tessa Empire Restoration Army. He held grudges and sought revenge, even against his own camp; he wouldn't hesitate to slap soone on the spot if they dared show their teeth, no politeness whatsoever.
Unfortunately, Chen Fei's attempt to persuade the Commander-in-Chief of the Eastern Warzone, Stephens, to remind all units of the Restoration Army to check for parasitic hosts had fizzled out due to various internal disagreents.
Sotis, resistance stems from opposition for the sake of opposition, with truth and facts cast aside. Inspection efforts were reluctantly implented in the Eastern and Central War Zones, with unknown levels of diligence.
"I heard nothing, I know nothing!"
The Legion Commander couldn't help but roll his eyes. He wasn't his own nephew, nor was he Chen Fei. So words couldn't be carelessly spoken, as once spread, they could have adverse effects.
"Uncle Bessist, I have a technical issue I'd like to consult with you about."
Setting aside the ssy affairs of the Southern War Zone of the Tessa Empire Restoration Army, Chen Fei steered the conversation toward his initial intent.
"A technical issue?"
Bessist was taken aback by the strange phrasing—he wasn't a technician, at most a commander. However, he responded, "Go ahead!"
"I hope to obtain a mature model of group combat. Uncle Bessist, do you have any suggestions?"
Chen Fei decided to test "Radiant Tiger" Legion Commander with the task that the AI "Adam" couldn't complete.
Though the Crown Princess and Crown Prince of the Silan Royal Family could assist, the "Radiant Tiger" Legion once belonged to the Silan Dynasty's regular army and might have even attended a professional military academy; so why seek help far and wide when it's close at hand?
"Group combat model? What kind are you looking for? Aerial, land, naval, or space? Wait—what are you planning to do?"
Bessist was about to grab the skewered at handed to him by his nephew when he suddenly changed his tone and asked suspiciously, "You aren't really planning to make a move on the Southern War Zone, are you?"
Without any prior grudge, the only place worth targeting by Chen Fei was one he valued.
Retribution cos swiftly!
"Haha, who knows! The future is uncertain," Chen Fei scoffed, then added, "Let's focus mainly on air-to-ground. Naval and space combat are not under consideration for now. The combat targets will be parasites, using land-based magical beasts as hypothetical enemies."
It was unknown if parasites ventured into the sea, but certainly, the ocean of Cangqiong Star was no utopia; he had experienced it firsthand.
Chen Fei truly found the right person this ti. "Radiant Tiger" Legion Commander Bessist had a few tricks up his sleeve. After a mont's thought, he said, "If logistics can be fully assured, it is best to use the Light Wing Ship as the core of operations, maintain distance from the combat target, and incorporate land-based troop…"
Chen Fei directly exchanged one energy point for a ton of iron and evolved various scaled-down models on the spot. Following Bessist's explanation, he began arranging formations on the ground.
Minante, watching his uncle and Chen Fei set up the display, complained discontentedly, "Eat the barbecue! Eat the barbecue! It's getting cold!"
The nice barbecue turned into a story session, with his painstakingly grilled skewers being ignored.
"Chirp!"
Pure Light Sparrow Xiao Jiu didn't care about any group combat models, standing beside the at stall, eyeing the barbecue chef Minante and occasionally chirping to usher him on.
"You little rascal!"
Minante tried to poke the little bird with his finger, only to be pecked gently several tis.
On the ground beside the barbecue stand, a combat cluster centered around a large Light Wing Ship for air-to-ground combat was gradually taking shape. This was precisely the group combat model Chen Fei wanted, based purely on Bessist's personal experience without being tested in actual combat.
However, in Chen Fei's mind, there was another slightly different combat model.
After all, the main Light Wing Ship was Bessist's most familiar cluster core, not Chen Fei's favorite.
Adam: "Spell Array calculation model projects 1-100, process summary 77%."
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