Chapter 1542 Repair
Nolan is temporarily unable to take off, and the urban infrastructure work of the drone swarm has not been advanced to this wild planet. Hao Ren and his party have no advantage in operating in space, but being unable to take off does not mean that nothing can be done. ——Under the scanning of thousands of intra-atmospheric probes and Nolan's own powerful antenna array, a massive amount of information was gathered, and Hao Ren still mastered a large amount of information about the planet.
It is basically an unmistakable fact that the eldest son's "brain nucleus is offline" - whether the underlying cause is his brain nucleus lesions or dissipation of consciousness, or there are some powerful neural inhibitory factors at work (such as a super-super-super-large The powerful lullaby generator poked at his brain nerves), in short, all the firstborn organizations on this planet have definitely lost unified control. After collecting tentacle behavior patterns on the global surface and scanning nerve impulse patterns under the earth's crust, Nolan confirmed that the eldest son now only has the most basic conditioned reflexes and self-defense abilities. He will fight back when attacked. The emergency regeneration mechanism will be activated when the environment changes, and the physiological structure will be changed when the environment changes, but all these changes are only completed by the tentacles by their own functions - this completely explains why the bombing of the survivor resistance army only caused the "limited development" of the eldest son. "Fight back" without eliciting devastating retaliation.
On the other side, the "descendants of survivors" living on the moon and in space continue to organize counterattacks on the surface. They have a well-structured and highly efficient militarized society that relies on lunar bases to provide a steady stream of industrial support. These survivors attack the Tentacles of the Firstborn on their home planet almost constantly. When Nolan spread her "eyes" throughout the planet, she could observe at least one attack from space almost every hour, and the bombing Hao Ren saw was actually the smallest of these attacks. kind. The survivor resistance does not only have aerial bombers like the kamikaze. They will use a variety of methods to clear out the tentacles that continue to emerge from the surface of the home planet. They usually drop guided bombs from the stratosphere for carpet bombing, or directly Orbital bombardment by firing from the Zenith space station in space.
But after Nolan's observation, she found that the most effective method was still to use aerial bombers to carry out near-suicidal close-range bomb drops - because attacks from higher altitudes could hardly cause effective damage to the tentacles.
It's not that it's not powerful enough, but that the eldest son's tentacles have a stronger sense of defense against attacks from longer distances. It seems that although the eldest son of this planet has lost his mind, his "conditioned reflex" is still different from the conditioned reflex of ordinary life. Those tentacles still have a certain degree of advanced judgment ability. Ultra-long-range strikes from orbit are Before they arrive, they will be blocked by various force fields. On the contrary, the "judgment mechanism" of the aerial bombers' suicide bombing at extremely close distances can avoid the tentacles.
This tug-of-war has been going on for who knows how many years, but Hao Ren is certain of one thing: those exiles in space who have been driven out of their homes are still far from the dawn of time.
They have probably tried their best to attack the planet's surface. Dozens of battlefields are lit up by their artillery fire every day. On the planetary surveillance images established by Nolan, the red triangles representing "combat zones" can be said to be all over the world. However, This kind of attack may be able to destroy an ordinary planetary civilization, but it is impossible to fundamentally destroy a mythical creature. The eldest son's tentacles are repaired and regenerated day and night, and sometimes the speed of regeneration even exceeds the speed of being blown up. The tentacles on the surface of the earth are only a small part of this huge mythical creature. His true body is buried deep in the mantle of the earth. Below, there will be no threat from the rebels at all.
He wasn't suppressed by mortals, he just didn't fight back.
And those survivors who keep trying to take back their homeland...are really like crabs charging against the endless ocean over and over again...
On the morning of the sixth day after crashing on the planet, Nolan repaired all the communication modules of the spacecraft and part of the weapon system, and at the same time began to try to activate his main engine - that engine was not completely repaired, but its main structure was completed Regenerated, Nolan thought it was time for the first test.
"We should be able to fly tomorrow." After successfully completing the test, Nolan seemed to be in a much better mood. She changed back to the 1:1 scale holographic image after a long absence and reported to Hao Ren on the bridge. "Although it cannot be said that it has returned to its peak state, it has at least 70 to 80 percent combat effectiveness."
"That's pretty good," Hao Ren nodded sincerely, "After all, you were almost blocked in half and blown into two pieces before..."
Nolan's face suddenly fell when he heard this: "Can you please stop emphasizing this... Shipboard AI will also have psychological shadows, okay?"
Hao Ren rolled his eyes: "It would be great if this psychological shadow can prevent you from embarrassing me all over the universe with holographic paints like 'Galaxy's Fastest' or 'Noisy Superior'."
Nolan's holographic image suddenly shrank: "A little bit of personal hobbies, a little bit of personal hobbies..."
Hao Ren curled his lips and did not intend to argue with Miss Ship Niang. Instead, he turned to the large holographic projection in the center of the bridge and adjusted the screen to the observation of the lunar base: "Actually, there is one thing that I still don't understand. … We didn’t cover up any traces when we fell on this planet. I believe the movement when you fell can be seen even in space, so those who live in the space station and the lunar base must have known about us for a long time. But why haven't they taken any action yet? Even if they can't send people down to contact us, it's still okay to send a reconnaissance plane to take a look, right?"
"This is indeed a bit weird," Nolan nodded after hearing this. "An alien spacecraft of unknown origin that 'crashed' in its own homeland is a problem that cannot be ignored no matter how you look at it. Those in space It’s impossible for the survivors here not to care about this, but..."
Nolan suddenly stopped mid-sentence, and Hao Ren glanced at her curiously: "What's wrong?"
Nolan blinked: "The robot woke up... I mean it's fixed."
"Wha...ah, you mean the one in the laboratory?!" Hao Ren reacted immediately and immediately threw the topic aside, "Hurry up and inform the others to go to the laboratory!"
The prediction data given by the laboratory host was indeed very accurate. The half-la robot girl that Hao Ren picked up from the crash site lay on the maintenance workbench for exactly forty-eight hours, and she just completed the repair on time. Homework, this can be regarded as rare good news in these days.
It's not like Hao Ren didn't try to collect debris from other bombing sites in the past two days, but he found nothing. Without Nolan's support, his range of activities on this planet is limited, and within this limited range, there have been only three areas where rebel attacks and crashes occurred in the past two days. The three crash sites were in a mess, and seven There were quite a lot of scattered metal fragments, but perhaps none of the crew remains were recovered.
The eldest son's counterattack was fierce and ruthless, and most of the wreckage that fell to the ground was turned into debris. The half-robot lady Lily met was just a matter of luck - after two consecutive days of futile attempts to retrieve the body, Hao Ren had to Admit the fact that the husky girl is the European who can deliver, and he himself... is destined to have a life of salvaging metal fragments.
Therefore, the female robot adjutant lying in the laboratory became Hao Ren's only hope.
The robot adjutant in the form of a girl was lying quietly on the work platform. For the healthy growth of teenagers, Nolan had already asked the autonomous machine to put a female crew uniform on her in advance (the kind Lily wore when she was wearing X on the spaceship. ), now she has all hands and feet, and her skin is intact. The bionic skin makes her look no different from a healthy human girl. People who don’t know may never imagine the miserable state in which she was brought to this place two days ago. From the laboratory.
She closed her eyes, her long black hair spread out on the platform, and her slightly pale face was as exquisite but lifeless as a piece of carved art. She is still dormant for now, but with a command, she can open her eyes.
"It can't be considered a complete 'repair'. In fact, most of her structure is definitely different from when she left the factory." Nolan had already read the report of the laboratory host and was standing beside him to explain. "The analysis host cannot 'guess' out of thin air what the parts that have been completely lost originally looked like, so it can only make some substitutes for her based on her remaining torso, including limbs and part of the energy circuit - in order to ensure balance. , her original remaining arm was thrown away directly. However, although it was a substitute, it should work well on her body. The analysis host studied her control module and programmed all the bodies according to her own logic circuit. Component drivers, so she’ll feel like her newer limbs work just as well as the original ones…probably.”
"Can you please not add the last word 'probably'..." Hao Ren couldn't help but cover his forehead, "Forget it, let's turn on the phone first."
The platform made some subtle buzzing sounds, and the power-on command was input into the core circuit of the machine girl through an external cable. The latter's body trembled slightly, and after a strange "beep" sound, the regained The new born robot girl opened her eyes.
A circle of heads, large and small, formed a ring in her field of vision.
"Ouch, wake up, wake up, really wake up!"
"Hey - I'm planning to use a screwdriver to take it apart if she doesn't wake up..."
"By the way, why doesn't she speak? Nolan, are you sure you installed a speaker for her?"
"People are using higher-end sound-producing devices..."
A bunch of people were chatting and joining in the fun, but in the end it was Vivian who made the final decision: "Don't make any trouble, don't make any trouble. I asked you to come here just to listen quietly - what's your name?"
Her last words were addressed to the mechanical girl lying on the platform.
N-6 turned his eyes, observing what was in front of him with surprise and curiosity...
Humanity.