Chapter 1459 Information Form Anchor (2)
The dark and deep universe seed to be decorated with a curtain of diamonds. A silvery-white planet was rotating quietly. The surface of the planet was made of tal, and there were chanical towers with sharp edges. They were connected to each other in the air, forming matrix-like patterns. The neat layout had an exquisite chanical aesthetic.
This was the new main planet of Han Xiao’s machinery civilization. It was located in the Supers Holy Land and was completely created by the chanical Lives. The size of the planet was extrely large, and it was integrated with the matter of several planets. The forr Planet Apostle was also broken down and integrated into this planet.
Originally, Psionic Pri and the other chanical Oracles wanted to na this new main planet ‘Black Star Planet’ as a sign of respect for the Lord God Black Star, but they were firmly rejected by Han Xiao. In the end, Psionic Pri and the other Oracles changed their minds and nad this planet ‘Holy Planet’.
On the bustling alloy path, chanical lives of all shapes and sizes were bustling about. So chanical life’s feet clashed with the ground as they walked, and so chanical life’s tires rubbed against the ground as they drove. So chanical life’s engine tanks were constantly rumbling, and so chanical life’s exhaust pipes would spurt out gas from ti to ti, forming a strange tune with a strong chanical feeling.
Han Xiao walked among the chanical army. His entire body was covered in camouflage, and he looked like an ordinary chanical life form. All the nearby chanical lives could not detect his presence. “This place is becoming more and more prosperous...”
Han Xiao was glad.
After taking in the World Tree, he no longer needed the machinery civilization to produce chanical soldiers all day. Thus, he stopped the basic command of troop production and allowed the machinery civilization to develop on its own. This was the first ti he had carefully observed the changes of the machinery civilization after the war.
Han Xiao’s walking speed was slow, as though he was taking a stroll. His eyes kept looking left and right, sizing up the machines on the street.
Although the chanical Lives were produced in batches, and many of them had the sa model, there were almost no identical chanical Lives on the streets. Even if they were chanical Lives of the sa model, they added all kinds of personalized structures to themselves through self-modification. So liked guns, so liked sharp blades, so liked heavy equipnt, and so liked to run around naked... From the perspective of a normal life, it would be like the difference in clothes, hairstyle, makeup, and accessories.
In the shops along the street, Han Xiao also saw all kinds of products. Most of them were modification shops and parts malls. There were all kinds of chanical parts and even different colored paints. The custor flow was huge, and there were chanical lives coming in and out every second, ‘trying on clothes’.
Other than that, he also saw the specialty snack shop. The chef robot inside was cooking oil, lubricant maintenance gel, energy blocks, and other items. It placed them in a large pot to stir and cook, making all kinds of strange foods. Han Xiao took one and tried it. It tasted so bad that it almost broke his defenses.
However, the other chanical Lives that ca to purchase left in satisfaction and enjoyed their al. In their eyes, it was a rare delicacy. There were also a few pairs of couple-like chanical Lives feeding each other.
Han Xiao also saw the sensory stimulation shop. To chanical lives, it was like an entertainnt venue. Inside, it was connected to all kinds of senses and emotions, directly stimulating the artificial intelligence core. At the cost of a large sum, the chanical lives could even directly upgrade their own emotion module through the shop’s main system.
In a small alley at the side, Han Xiao saw a few small robots surrounding the alloy wall and doodling. Seeing that soone was coming, they quickly dispersed and flew away on electromagnetic wheels, like a bunch of rebellious street kids. The doodling on the wall was extrely wild, filled with a large amount of twisted bright colors. One could vaguely see that it was a portrait of the Supre Heavenly Venerate.
In the originally cold and strict chanical group, there was a strong personalization. A free culture was popular, and Han Xiao could see worldly customs from a group of chanical bodies.
“The life of a chanical Life is quite similar...’
Han Xiao smiled.
All along, he had mainly treated the machinery civilization as a weapon factory and did not pay much attention to the changes in the life of the machinery civilization. It was only when he allowed the machinery civilization to reproduce freely that he finally saw the cultural trend.
As the Creator, he could guide the culture of the machinery civilization, but he did not do so. Instead, he allowed it to take shape naturally.
Only now did he feel that the machinery civilization was a little ‘civilized’.
As he walked, Han Xiao realized that he had arrived at a huge chanical square. There were two statues standing in the middle of the square, both of which were him. One was his normal self, and the other was his body in the Supre Heavenly Venerate chanical body.
The chanical lives in the square were endless, and no one paid any attention to the statues. At most, they would stop and look at them for a second before walking away to continue their own lives. Their respect for Han Xiao was no longer as rigid as before but rather placed in their ‘hearts’. Han Xiao ca to the foot of the statue and looked up. Suddenly, he saw a tall chanical life carrying a small chanical body that looked similar.
He turned around and saw that it seed to be a harmonious father and son pair. The father let the child ride on his neck and kept teasing him.
Han Xiao silently watched this scene. Images of the machinery civilization following him for the past few decades appeared in his mind. Countless chanical lives were sent to the battlefield under his orders and used as cannon fodder. Countless unique sparks of consciousness were born in the AI chip circuit, disappearing into the cold universe together with the broken body.
Although he treated the chanical Lives as tools, due to the restrictions of the basic logic, they did not have any complaints. They buried their hobbies and interests and fought for him with their lives, still respecting him as the Creator.
“I don’t need you guys to fight for anymore. Enjoy your new life...”
Han Xiao shook his head. He would not cancel the base logic of the chanical Civilization’s reverence for him, but he did not plan to order the chanical Civilization to fight either. He had already mastered the World Tree and (Virtual Creation-True), so he no longer needed these chanical lives to work for him.
He took one last look at his statues, and mories flowed in his mind. He felt another Information Form Anchor being set up, and only then did he turn around and disappear into the bustling crowd.
In the new headquarters of the Black Star Army in Supers Holy Land.
Han Xiao strolled around the base and hid himself. No one noticed his presence.
The huge base was very lively. Countless mbers of the Black Star Army were working there. People ca and went, and from ti to ti, there would be people talking and laughing as they walked past Han Xiao.
He strolled around slowly and arrived at the area where the upper echelons were working. He saw Herlous, who was working on the desk, Sylvia, who was still trying to break through to Beyond Grade A, Aroshia, who was staring at the starry sky outside the window, Lagi, who was slacking, and Reynold, who had been maintaining the logistics departnt for decades...
Looking at the current state of the Black Star Army, Han Xiao was a little dazed. The difficult mories from when he first started his force surfaced in his mind.
He rembered that he had just entered the galaxy back then, and he was still a ‘country bumpkin’ who had co from a surface civilization. He was completely broke, and the only thing he could rely on was the cannon in his hand.
These old comrades had followed him to build the army’s current foundation and grew to where it was today with a third-rate rcenary group.
Everything seed to have happened yesterday, and his mories were still fresh. The scenes of Herlous, Aroshia, Sylvia, and the others becoming rcenaries with him appeared in his mind. At that ti, everyone was very young and fought with their lives on the line. Now, almost a hundred years had passed, and everyone had beco important figures in the galaxy. They no longer needed to do things by themselves, and they had already achieved success. They now had a different life.
Thinking back, Han Xiao could not help but sigh at the passing of ti. Everyone, including himself, had more or less changed. Perhaps they all missed their old selves even more... At the start, they were always the freshest, and in the future, they would always look at each other with disgust. As their careers progressed, their viewpoints changed, giving them the feeling of ‘if ti could stop at the mont when we first started’.
However, even though he was emotional, he still preferred the spiraling trend of things, allowing the path ahead to continue expanding and welcoming all kinds of changes.
mories of the rise and expansion of the Black Star Army flashed through Han Xiao’s mind. Suddenly, he felt another Information Form Anchor being generated. He nodded and disappeared.
At the sa ti, Herlous, Sylvia, Lagi, and the others, who were doing their own things, suddenly had a thought. For so reason, Han Xiao’s figure suddenly appeared in their minds, and they could not get rid of it. They subconsciously thought of the dusty mories when they first fought with Han Xiao, and they stopped what they were doing and remained silent.
“What’s wrong with ... Why do I suddenly miss Black Star so much?”
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