Chapter 570 36 I Have a Brain but No Body, and You Have a Body but No Brain. Don’t You Think We Are a Match Made in Heaven?

Chapter 570 36. I have a brain but no body, you have a body but no brain, don't you think we are a match made in heaven?

Mason, who had just placed a production order, climbed out of the suitcase factory and saw the communication equipment on his desk operating automatically.

The optical projection that could only be generated within one meter around was upgraded. With the cooperation of other projection equipment in the room, the figure of Bartmos was projected in front of the large French window in the office.

The data god dressed as an IT man was holding his old mug and staring at the wasteland outside the window.

Mason did not try to understand this guy's thoughts and mentality at this time, but he knew that Bartmos, who advocated efficiency, could not just run over to see the scenery.

"I guess, you want to complete the trip you have been thinking about?"

The captain leaned against the table, picked up his cup, dripped a few drops of concentrated stimulant into it, took out orange juice and poured it in, then took a sip at the corner of his mouth, frowned, pinched out a candy and threw it in.

Then he said:

"Have you found any results in tracking the Kingdom of Metal Spirits?"

"It is true that the method to reach the source has been clarified, but I am here to talk about more than just this."

The God of Data withdrew his gaze from the landscape of the real world, he looked back at Mason, drank a mouthful of data water, and said:

"I calculated the world fusion plan you gave in the host of the Exile spacecraft, and added the theoretical model given by Tony Stark's army to it and found a terrible thing.

Even if your speed force cannon successfully reduces the mutual pressure of the collision of the planes, in the most optimistic case, the pressure directly acting on the earth can still crush each other within minutes.

You know very well that the result of continuing to promote this plan will not be optimistic.

But you have no intention of stopping it , I just visited the database of geomagnetic field generators that have been installed in other worlds. You did not tell other partners about this risk.

Therefore, I came here to ask you, do you have any other auxiliary means?

Or do you plan to go all out? "

"I have another way."

Mason tasted his orange refreshing water, and did not hide it but said directly:

"But now it is still lacking some necessary data support. Tony's army is dealing with this matter, and perhaps there will be results in the next few days.

The plane piercing of the speed force cannon is only to reduce the expansion pressure inside the plane. The buffering measures when the impact collision occurs are not in the early construction.

"Your buffering measures refer to the Isu Aurora devices being built in various worlds and the unexpected cosmic tuning fork?"

Batmos blinked Eyes asked:

"Have you thought of a way to use them together?"

"It's just a general idea. I won't say so confidently, but I think they will definitely work. Both of them have the function of stabilizing the plane. When they are effective, they should be able to withstand the impact pressure weakened by the Speed ​​Force Cannon.

But this requires further testing.

You may be able to extract a part of the computing power of the Divine World. I mean to make a redundant area. I still need to rely on your strong computing power to complete this idea."

Mason grinned, took a big sip of orange juice, and said:

"But this test will have to wait until I get the complete operating instructions of the Cosmic Tuning Fork. Now tell me about your business? Are you coming to me to take me to see the Metal Spirit Kingdom?"

"Of course! "

The Data God laughed, pushed his black-framed glasses, and said:

"I am going to explore the unknown land, carrying the mission of the data life to expand to the next stage. Although there will be no punishment if I fail, the benefits that can be obtained if I succeed will be quite amazing.

In this case, it is natural to find a powerful companion!

And when it comes to exploration and development, no one is more proficient than you. If I don’t find you, an outstanding A-level member of the Star Club, who else can I find?

Get ready. "

Bartmos glanced at the time on the wall clock in Mason’s office and said:

"The Exile spacecraft is about to arrive at the planetary orbit of the Gotham world. The body of the Golden Amozo is ready. This time I will download my main program and logic module to complete this journey to find the mechanical kingdom. "

"Do you need a team? Or a partner?"

Mason asked, and the Data God shrugged and said:

"Of course, the fewer people, the better for this kind of thing.

The mechanical kingdom of the Metal Spirit is not a place that is kind to flesh and blood life. I have gathered the Afterlife Team as the backbone, but I need to find a powerful commander for them. "

"It's great that they are all acquaintances."

Mason snapped his fingers, glanced at his schedule, and said:

"Give me an hour to complete the adjustment of the manufacturing plan, but I have to bring Barbara with me. She is a super hacker and may be able to help."

"Please, I will go with you, Mason!"

Bartmos pouted and said:

"You already have the strongest hacker ancestor in the entire parallel world system, why do you still need to bring a less outstanding apprentice?"

"Isn't it better to find her to go with you and learn a few tricks?"

The captain squinted and said:

"If your expedition is really successful, then all the data beings in the entire Kamikyu world will find new homes, and it will not be so easy to find you by then.

Taking advantage of this last opportunity for cooperation, it is not our style not to seize the opportunity to gather the wool.

I promise she won't hold me back and I'll give her the Möbius chair. "

"Well, with that super mechanical chair, her abilities will be as powerful as we need them to be, so let's do it."

Bartmos waved goodbye and said:

"See you in that hour."

"Buzz"

The figure of the God of Data turned into pixels and disappeared into the air, but a few seconds later he poked his head out of the air and said to Mason, who was sitting on the chair and preparing to adjust the production plan:

"There is one more thing I think you will care about. Ms. Xili entered Night City three hours ago in a low-key manner. With the help of the prosthetic doctor Consus, we completed the transcoding of her soul."

"Um?"

The trigger keyword made Mason raise his head. He pushed up the frame and looked at Buttermoss and said:

"How is the result?"

"not so good."

The God of Data sighed and said:

"Her soul was too 'polluted'. Even if Mr. Black Strange purified her, and even if Ultra personally participated in the consciousness extraction, in the end, she could only transcode the biological consciousness data with a completeness of 68%.

Although this level of data is enough to complete her 'data ascension' in the world of Mikoshi, due to the incomplete biological consciousness, even if she is constructed into a complete body in the world of Mikoshi, you will most likely only get a pseudo version. A silver-haired doll with 100% authenticity that can only react instinctively.

It is also likely to be accompanied by various cyber diseases caused by the lack of emotion and memory modules.

Although for some men a one-to-one bionic sex doll is enough, I believe that you who pursue perfection will not want such a result.

So, my suggestion is, start from other aspects.

This kind of pollution incident related to supernatural forces is really not something that we data beings are good at dealing with. If it doesn't work, I can help manually program the part of her missing biological consciousness.

But I can only try to be as realistic as possible.”

"Is the programmed consciousness still hers?"

Mason shook his head and said:

"I like...ahem, what I mean is that I have adapted to the real Ms. Hunter, and I am no longer satisfied with the level of simulation. Leave this matter to me."

"I will keep that data as a backup plan in case of any irreversible desperate situation."

Bartmos said:

"Although sex dolls can't satisfy you, it's still good to have something to think about."

After he disappeared again, Mason felt a little heavy, but he quickly adjusted his mind and connected to Barbara's data communication after completing the re-formulation of the manufacturing process.

The optical projection program upgraded by Bartmos no longer only projects the upper body, but effectively projects Batgirl's full state at this time and simulates the scene she is in.

The disgraceful state of her and Grayson in front of him made Mason's eyes widen, and then he coughed and covered his eyes.

He said:

"Two minutes, you and Grayson! Get dressed, damn it. I know it's exciting, but please don't answer the call in this situation, okay?"

In addition, the legendary single branch line I reassembled on your arm prosthesis is for fighting, not for you to play this kind of thing. Oh, forget it, hurry up!

There is life. "

"ah"

Batgirl exclaimed.

She thought that by wearing clothes on her upper body, she could avoid embarrassing situations, but she didn't expect that her bratty brother would actually upgrade his optical projection communication, which suddenly revealed his secret.

He hurriedly retracted the monomolecular wire, jumped off the young man's body and hurriedly put on his clothes. The young man also covered his lower body in embarrassment.

He also complained about why it is so difficult for couples who spend more time together than others to do enjoyable things!

As expected of a superhero, the speed of changing clothes is very fast. Thirty seconds later, the two people with awkward expressions reappeared in front of Mason. The captain sighed and said:

"Barbara immediately came back to the Health Bar and waited for me there. Buttermoss gave us a temporary development request, and this time we have to act with him.

The Mobius Chair will be left to you to use. Remember to bring enough hacker replica chips. You may be able to learn many useful skills from Buttermos this time. "

"Oh well."

As soon as she heard that she could act with the idol of hackers, Batgirl immediately became excited, humming a song and rummaging around in the messy bedroom to find the components she needed, while the eldest youngster even licked his face and asked:

"Can I take action with you? You see, my fiancée is going out to fight, and I only have to worry if I stay here. Isn't that bad?"

"You can go play with Starfire Girl and finish what you didn't finish just now."

Mason said in a teasing tone:

“It’s good to have confidence, Grayson, but you have to have a clear understanding of your own capabilities.

This time we are going to find the mysterious country of the root power. I am not trying to scare you. If something happens on the way, you can happily wave goodbye to the material world you are familiar with.

So you can go, remember to buy insurance in advance, and write Barbara Gordon as the beneficiary.

Okay, just kidding.

Buttermos has identified the path, and the quest won't last long.

It will take at most six hours to get your girlfriend back. You still have time to prepare a candlelight dinner or something for her. Well, prepare two. Harley and Quinn have been in a bad mood recently. I think I need it too. Calm down my crazy girlfriends. "

"Hey, romance, I'm pretty good at this."

The eldest young man smiled, turned around and kissed Barbara who was about to leave. When he turned back, Mason had already cut off the communication.

"You can go find Starfire Girl."

Batgirl put her hacking components into a suitcase, turned back and winked at her boyfriend and said:

"I really won't be angry"

"It's better not to say such childish things. Colinanda and I are really just colleagues."

The young master emphasized:

"You have to have some faith in me."

"Hey, I have confidence in you, especially in attracting bees and butterflies."

Barbara rolled her eyes, stretched out her hand and slapped the eldest young man's charming buttocks hard, whistled like a female gangster, opened the door and strode away.

Ten minutes later, the cool Batmobile drove into the underground parking lot of the Afterlife Bar. Barbara took off her helmet and shook her long hair coolly, and then saw Mason waiting in front with a suitcase.

There is also a Mobius chair floating next to him, and the smart chair is quarreling with Mason.

"It's useless to object any more! This aircraft is ready to reset the first passenger to Barbara Gordon. She is more compatible with this aircraft than you are in all aspects."

The smart chair full of futuristic machinery screams:

"You just use this machine as a combat tool, but you ignore the power of this machine in all aspects. Barbara can bring out the excellent functions of this machine even more."

"I didn't say no."

Mason didn't bother to argue with his chair. He sighed and said:

"It's really not because you're not powerful enough that I don't use you. It's just that you can't use it most of the time, and you won't let me take it apart to see your internal structure."

"Your craftsmanship is terrible! I'm just worried that you'll damage my perfect structure."

The Mobius Chair complained, and a flash appeared next to Barbara, carrying her on the chair amidst the screams of the hacker girl, and then activated precise teleportation.

In a flash of light, Barbara and Mason were sent to the main control room of the Exile spacecraft, which was cruising at a constant speed in the Earth's orbit.

"Yo, idiot."

V's shout then sounded, full of the elegant, easy-going and simple temperament of the people of Night City.

This bastard mercenary stepped forward and enthusiastically helped Mason take the suitcase. He also said nice things and wanted Mason to help him take a look at the firearm in his hand and make some improvements.

The rest of the Afterlife team were already waiting here. In addition to a few people familiar to Mason, he also saw five black military combat robots.

It's obviously Adam Hammer's model.

But that uncomfortable face was replaced with a mechanical-style battle helmet, which looked extremely thick and powerful.

"Click"

The mechanical hatch of the main control room opened, and the golden Ya Mozhuo walked into it with the pace of Bartmos. The God of Data has not downloaded full logic for a long time, and it seems a little uncomfortable to be placed in an entity. .

He shook hands with Mason, and ended up crushing the captain's fingers and left arm with too much force. Fortunately, he was looking at a water man who was not afraid of death, otherwise this one blow would have been enough to convict Butmoss of intentional injury.

"Well, there is a slight problem with the program of the output module. It doesn't matter. I have already copied the program."

The hacker god quickly apologized.

But the tired Mason waved his hand and said:

"Hurry up and act quickly. You obviously can't control the overly powerful machine like Golden Ya Mo Zhuo. You are not a combatant yourself. Don't rush out if you encounter trouble.

I let you rush, you rush again. "

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you."

The face of Golden Yamodra, which was full of mechanical features but without complete facial features, reflected the face of Buttermos. Then he started the communication, and Cyborg's voice soon sounded in the main control room.

Cyborg, one of the members of the Parallel World Data Life Alliance, reported:

"The abnormal data signal of the Metal Spirit has been captured and locked. It is currently staying in the third database of the 'Brother's Eye'. The coordinates have been uploaded. Please come and gather as soon as possible.

There are still four hours left until its next transfer, which should be enough time for us to capture the entrance to the Kingdom of the Machine God. "

"Then let's go."

Bartmos waved his hand and said to the others:

“The mechanical divine kingdom of the Metal Spirit has no existence but no consciousness, while the world of Kamikyo is full of consciousness that has nowhere to live but longs for entities. The fusion of the two will create a perfect creation of mechanical life.

Maybe that’s the data detachment we’ve been looking for!

That is the heaven we have been longing for.

For our world, for all the worlds, go ahead, brothers! "