Resurrection Empire

Chapter 1141 440: The Blade Revealed (Part 3)

Ren Zhong: "Yes, even for you, after showcasing your talent, instead of being heavily utilized, you became merely a money-making tool for a small gaming department under the Deep Communication Group."

Hua Yuelan curiously asked: "Then why were you able to break through this, while I couldn't? Is it because you are so outstanding that even the systems of Source Star cannot suppress you?"

Ren Zhong blinked, "That interpretation is not wrong."

Hua Yuelan: "Fortunately, we have you."

Ren Zhong: "Although I cannot guarantee absolute fairness on Source Star in the future, some people will inevitably become part of the privileged class, there can at least be relative fairness. I believe, after we leave, a person's background on Source Star will only determine half of their fate, while the other half will be determined by talent and effort."

Hua Yuelan: "Then you have achieved immeasurable merit."

Ren Zhong: "It's not me, it's us. Alright, let's all take a break, ensure you're in the best working condition later."

"Okay."

After briefly exchanging with the two, Ren Zhong turned his gaze to the small box beside his hand.

The alloy box shimmered under the bright lights.

The seams of the box were compact, barely showing any gaps.

At the back of the box, there were two micro hexagonal data interface holes, resembling the surface of a Demon Infant Crystal Core.

This is a specially modified storage box from a Level Nine Ruins Beast Crystal Core container, capable of maintaining a temperature lower than liquid hydrogen, reaching negative 273 degrees.

Inside the storage box housed two juvenile Demon Infant Crystal Cores from the Mengdu Group.

The data burned into the Demon Infant Crystal Cores were exactly the life memories of Sun Miao and Tang Shuying.

As early as fifteen years ago, shortly after Ren Zhong started to advance the plan to resurrect Sun Ai, Sun Miao and Hua Yuelan received some new conclusions one after another.

Firstly, achieving one-tenth of the computational power of "the Net" is not easy, it's not simply collecting a large number of human brains in a short time, but also requires long adjustments, allowing the recipients in the pseudo-net to cooperate and integrate with each other, a slow meticulous process.

Secondly, since Sun Ai's consciousness has been completely computerized, becoming part of "the Net", she can't directly read Sun Miao and Tang Shuying's thoughts and memories like when she still had her body. To enable the computerized Sun Ai to receive information from the pair, their life memories must be similarly digitized via consciousness upload.

Thirdly, Sun Miao and Tang Shuying are not Mechanical Warriors, nor have they received related training, unable to withstand the biological electricity required to activate consciousness upload and would burn to death. Given their age and objective conditions, it's unrealistic for them to become Seventh Level Mechanical Warriors.

Therefore, to achieve their goal, Sun Miao and Tang Shuying indeed must die, only needing to forcibly activate consciousness upload as Seventh Level Mechanical Warriors before death, transferring their thoughts onto a temporary carrier and quickly freezing them in a near absolute-zero environment.

According to Sun Miao, when Ren Zhong starts reading the data in the crystal cores, the cores will rapidly heat up, causing the memory data left by him and Tang Shuying in the crystal cores to quickly dissipate.

After all, Sun Miao and Tang Shuying are not Sun Ai, their thoughts have larger instability factors, can't easily be digitized like Sun Ai.

Ren Zhong must transmit this segment of data to Sun Ai before the temperature rises.

This time window lasts one ten-thousandth of a second.

Once missed, the chance is gone, leaving Ren Zhong no room for error.

According to Hua Yuelan's estimate, Ren Zhong's chance of success is about one percent.

Not high, but not low.

Hua Yuelan doesn't quite understand why Sun Miao was so confident in Ren Zhong when formulating this plan, saying it's one percent for others but one hundred percent for Ren Zhong as a monster.

In any case, the decision was made, and there's no turning back for anyone.

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"Ladies and gentlemen, as I mentioned earlier, although the resurrection plan under my control is proceeding well, our fleet has barely restored basic computational capabilities, yet facing complex cosmic environments during our sub-light speed cruise remains perilous. If we encounter ray storms, quasar chaotic gravitational fields, electromagnetic fogs, or even dark energy fields on our return journey, we will suffer significant losses."

"Moreover, if encountered by scouting hunting teams of Sublimators, Pilgrims, or the Spirit Demon Race, without the computational support from 'the Net', we would struggle to fully utilize the warship's performance, rendering us in dangerous positions, with a high chance of defeat. We've already been deceived by Pilgrims, losing substantial cosmic hash values and cannot afford to lose more tangible resources. Therefore, at your request, I plan to repair 'the Net'. Now that I've obtained one-tenth of 'the Net's' computational power, it's time to act."

Sitting high on the "Iron Throne" of the frozen Elders' hall, Ren Zhong, expressionless, addressed the group below.

Indeed, the old frozen ones were skilled at handling situations, making a nice show.

About two days ago when they thawed and woke up, the first thing they did wasn't to thoroughly verify the execution of the great migration plan, but rather painstakingly rearrange the seating arrangement in the hall, giving Ren Zhong, the Imperial Apostle, a more prestigious exclusive seat.

Upon hearing this, the crowd below showed delighted expressions, getting up to thank Ren Zhong, the esteemed nobleman from the "gears and integrated circuit" path.

Seeing they are about to depart soon, if truly returning to the Empire dragging a faulty 'Net', it would be quite challenging.

Finally, after waiting for a long time, the day has come.