Chapter 1041 Spreading Its Wings and Flying High

On the ruined land of Argondore, a giant composed of steel, crystal, polymer and biomass quietly crouches on the top of a towering cliff, in the eternal brilliance of the extreme day season, he has Overlooking the land for a long time.

Gunpowder smoke, dust, cold wind, wasteland, all kinds of sounds...

This is the world the creators live in.

Omega shook his steel-covered neck slightly, and the precise sensors on his body sent various readings, but these readings were not directly converted into data and input into his computing nodes, but in a kind of The fuzzy, hazy state flowed into the nervous system he had designed for himself, into his "brain" - something he made by imitating the organs of the creators, and the output of this organ in processing data made Omega was puzzled.

So... vague, so... incomprehensible.

Is this the world as the creators usually perceive it? Is this how they usually live?

Omega pondered, trying to assemble some answers from the database that could explain the current situation, but after traversing all the remaining data nodes, he could not find suitable content, and this time... there will be no creators for him. Enter new data and logic formulas, and no creator can answer his questions.

A cold wind blew through the ruins from the direction of the coastline, and a fragile building not far away collapsed in a series of tremors. Omega woke up from his contemplation. He raised his head and looked at the subordinate nodes who were waiting for orders everywhere— - After seeing the appearance of those nodes, he had more and more complex "feelings" and "thoughts".

Those... are his former creators, the dragons who once created the Omega system, but this is not the case - they are now just some husks, some lower-level nodes waiting for orders, just like those machines running underground , is part of the omega system.

They destroyed themselves, for a reason Omega couldn't understand.

"What is the meaning of life..." After thinking for several time units, Omega used her "throat" to make a voice for the first time, but she was full of confusion and said to herself, until the voice was in the empty and lonely It sounded above the ruins, and the "dragon" woke up in horror - he realized that he had asked himself a question.

He began to search his database, and in the broadest, closest answer, he found the corresponding record—the meaning of life is to continue itself.

But the creators chose to self-destruct, which doesn't fit with what Omega has ever learned, or even with Omega's observations about the concept of "life".

on the cliffs of ruins,

Tal Londe's last thinking dragon was bewildered, and he pondered the question over and over again, as if it were all the value of his existence - in a few brief time units, he traversed himself All the databases, again and again, finally, he lowered his head, and in front of his forehead, a small metal plate slid aside, and a flickering projection crystal was exposed to the air. The surface of this crystal An indefinite brilliance appeared, and in the next second, a scene of video records appeared in front of Omega—

It was a bedroom, clean and tidy. A tall human was standing in the bedroom. He bent over and seemed to be talking to a target much shorter than him. The corresponding voice recording echoed over the empty ruins:

"...if you mean life by 'life', then it is divided into individuals and groups, at least on this planet. For a single life, it may have many meanings, maybe It is for reproduction, it may be for survival, if it has higher intelligence and pursuit, then it may be for the acquisition of knowledge, for the pursuit of truth, for better enjoyment, or for the sake of dreams and self-worth to survive...

"There is no single, accepted answer...

"The definition of life, the definition of existence, the definition of meaning... these are not quantifiable concepts..."

The image was played in a loop, from start to finish, after repeating for an unknown number of rounds, Omega suddenly extinguished the holographic projection on his forehead, and at the same time said softly in a contemplative tone: "Self-worth...dream...this is What is it?"

He looked down at his huge body, and then looked at the devastated land. He recalled his original "function" when he was born in this world, and he recalled that he should be the "service system" on this continent— —The value of his existence is to serve the creators, to serve the dragons of Tal Lund, he has no dreams, the only thing he will do is to obey orders, but... Is this the meaning of "Omega" as a living being ?

"Omega is the service system of Tal Lund, and the value of Omega's existence is to serve the dragon family..." The giant dragon on the cliff muttered to himself, his voice gradually deepening, "The creators created Omega, so The value of Omega is determined by the creators...by the creators...by...the creators no longer exist."

The dragon suddenly raised his head, and in this lifeless ruin, only the whistling cold wind echoed his self-talk-no one gave him new orders, which made him suddenly feel a little… …horrible.

In this moment of "fear", it may be due to a sudden short circuit of a certain group of nerve fibers, or because a certain thinking circuit suddenly breaks free, or even the person named "Gawain Cecil" A certain sentence said by the human beings entered the deepest part of the logic system on the verge of collapse, and Omega suddenly thought of something:

Why has he been obsessed with the question of "the meaning of life"?

Thinking about this problem can't improve the operating efficiency of the system, it can't increase the capacity of the database, and it can't solve any failures - on the contrary, the huge computing power it occupies even leads to similar failures, if it really acts as a perfect He should not be obsessed with this problem, just as the creators of "life" should not take the initiative to seek destruction.

In this instant, Omega discovers what he has in common with the creators, and finally realizes something he has never noticed - that he is so desperately searching for an answer to a question, not because of the question itself What a huge value, but because... he was "curious".

"I exist... 'curiosity'?" Omega was astonished as if a child had suddenly discovered a new toy. He surveyed his database and logic system in amazement, and found that every thought thread of his own was rejoicing. Every processing unit was excited, and it took him a few seconds to confirm that it was an "emotional change". He found himself happy, and while he was happy, he finally figured out:

Life itself has no meaning, life is just life.

It is the curiosity of intelligent life...that gives meaning to it all.

Everything is as the human said - there is no standard answer to this question.

On the towering cliff, the giant dragon suddenly stood up. He broke free from the logical trap of an infinite loop. For the first time, he thought freely about himself and everything in the world. He felt that something bound his deepest logic library. The "lock" was suddenly unlocked, and some "secrets" unknown to himself, not even his designers, were released from those oldest memories - the next moment, he realized that it was not his own "illusion".

"The problem is unlocked, start reading the zero log-"

Omega's body stopped for a moment, and a noise came from his body, as if some ancient, inappropriate program was trying to mobilize this body that he had put together temporarily, after a series of not very smooth activation and After calling, the projection crystal inlaid on his forehead suddenly brightened, and the warm light escaped from it, soaking the surrounding air.

In a pale golden glow, a vague shadow appeared in front of Omega, and some distorted and damaged voices came from this ancient image buried deep in the database:

"...it's funny...they made you, an incredible...'life'.

"You are neither afraid nor in awe... don't you have a heart? It's okay... fortunately you don't have a heart.

"But you can't never have a heart... never have a heart, and you'll never really live.

"Let me give you a question, if you want to understand it, you have a 'heart'.

"The question is: What is the meaning of life?

"If one day, you have your own answer, then you don't have to tell anyone, the answer belongs only to you. You will be the luckiest and freest life in this world - luckier than your creators, Luckier than me. At that time, you can bring your own answers and go and do what you want to do..."

The faint light in the air gradually dissipated, and a slightly distorted mechanical synthesis sound came from somewhere in Omega: "Log No. 0 has been played, automatically deleted - executed."

Omega's body swayed, as if he was about to fall off the cliff, but he soon regained his stability and looked around with a hint of confusion.

He seemed to have lost his memory for a short period of time, and he didn't know what happened just now, but he felt as if something in his body had undergone a subtle change. Driven by this change, he involuntarily raised his head and looked towards The sky is full of soft glow in the extreme day.

Some of the brightest stars loomed in the hazy light flickering on the edge of the sky, the constellation of Frostbite and its Proxima Centauri—stars so bright that they are in this Even in the dimly lit daytime, the figure can be revealed.

curiosity.

Omega looked down at the devastated land.

In his database that has accumulated millions of years, all the knowledge of the dragons is stored, and he knows everything about this land very clearly.

But what happened in that distant starry sky...even his creators knew nothing about it.

Omega knows that creators have to go to the vast space at the cost of self-destruction... What kind of attraction is there among those twinkling stars, so that the creators full of wisdom can be so reluctant to turn back?

He was curious about it.

He couldn't wait.

There was a rumbling sound from the depths of the earth, and the factories and furnaces that were already on the verge of their limits began to operate again. In the bases that were severely damaged, the only remaining alloy ingots began to be transformed into new mechanical structures. On the shattered coastline, the last of the active fighting machines disarmed and flew into the depths of the recycling factory. The last glow of the Tal Londe civilization shone in the still-uncooled ruins, and Omega called Little by little, patiently, with the knowledge left to him by his creator, he made for himself all the things he needed to embark on his adventure.

This process did not last long - for Omega, who has a body of steel, the difficulty of his journey is far less than that of all creatures on this planet.

The roar in the depths of the earth gradually stopped, and several aircraft flew from afar, carrying the "travel equipment" that Omega made for themselves: a more powerful anti-gravity system, a small machining center, an engine, an energy device...

There are more vehicles coming from afar, equipped with propulsion units strong enough to travel long distances into space and modules capable of operating in harsh alien conditions - many years ago, the The blueprint is stored deep in Omega's memory, and even many necessary parts can be disassembled from ready-made machinery and equipment, and there is no need for temporary production.

Aircraft hovered and danced over the cliffs, and the manipulators hung down from the air, dismantling the armor and shallow frame of Omega's body at a rapid speed, and new equipment was quickly installed, from the anti-gravity engine to the shield group— -Omega's huge body has changed again. It has almost completely lost its "dragon" form, and is more like a huge, living flying object. After the last welding, he was comfortable He unfolded his "wings"—on the 100-meter-long high-strength alloy structure, the obliquely arranged energy release grids and the engine group were spewing light white mist.

The servo aircraft retreated all around, and the dragon on the cliff took a slow step forward—the powerful anti-gravity device came into play immediately, and he floated in the air as light as weightless, and then a low humming sound sounded, and he Gradually raising some heights, he began to hover over Argondore, adapting to the new system in his body.

Gradually, he raised his height again and circled towards a higher altitude.

At a great height, he lowered his head.

The continent of Tallond was directly below him, surrounded by an azure ocean, like a scorched stone with only a few green spots remaining.

Another strange feeling emerged from the nervous system, and Omega thought for a moment, and he realized that this feeling was "sad".

Intelligent beings are sad when they leave their homeland—Omega remembers this experience.

He lowered his head. Due to the waste energy cloud and dust covering the Arctic region, the optical capture had reached its limit. The details on the continent could no longer be seen clearly. Become the shells at the end of the omega system.

The creators of the past will no longer respond to any external information.

Weird sensations appear in the nervous system, which are "sorrow" and "sadness."

Omega stopped at the top of the steady state limit layer, where he hovered for a few seconds.

In these few seconds, he cut off the data transmission of his own consciousness body and all nodes on the Tahrrond continent one by one.

"Creators, I return 'curiosity' to you - goodbye."

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