Reborn in 2010, the AI ​​in my mind is too powerful.

Oasis, the joint sector of Dota and LOL, finally saw a major battle between former Dota and LOL players, who had been instigated by Chen Yiran for a long time.

A variety of dazzling skills flew everywhere. A League of Legends player flashed into the crowd and cast a Charm spell on a Dota player wearing a mask.

The masked player snorted coldly, then his whole body turned golden, and he used Blink Dagger to jump into the crowd. Tidehunter activated his ultimate, and a bunch of League of Legends players around him were frozen in place.

Then the masked player shouted, "The Wandering Swordsman is awesome now!"

Then he slashed wildly with his sword, and red text popped up one after another, sending a group of LOL players back to their fountain.

A newbie in the distance was dumbfounded and shouted, "That's unfair! Wasn't the Black King Bar (BKB) magic immunity in Dota 2 optimized? How can he still use it here?! Did the staff from Aurora come here and modify the data?! I want to complain!"

An experienced player pulled him back, saying, "Let's go! What's the point of complaining? I heard that's Jasmine's alternate account. She's always coming and going in various game sectors. What are you complaining about? Are you going to put on a show like 'Who dares to sue me?'"

The masked player was none other than Chen Yiran. Just as he was about to activate his skill to chase after the enemy, Jasmine's message arrived.

[Boss, you're ruining my reputation again! Is it because I have more Twitter followers than you, and you're jealous?]

"Get to the point, don't interrupt my game. Have they finished talking outside?"

Jasmine quickly explained the situation, emphasizing the importance of the submarine and stressing the need to rescue it.

"Weren't they the same ones you found before?"

No, those three ships were heading north. What do we do now? I've already deployed 100 Sky Destroyers there, and 20 large destroyers are already monitoring the area. The Nemo robots we deployed underwater in the Atlantic are also heading that way, but I still don't feel safe. After all, they're in the water; it's not our home turf.

"Did the Triumph ship deliver any important intelligence?"

[They said they received orders to launch nuclear missiles at the United States, with Hawaii within their attack range. However, they suspected something was amiss, so they risked surfacing to listen for shortwave signals and ultimately disobeyed orders. The other three submarines likely faced the same situation.]

Chen Yiran's thoughts instantly left the Oasis, and he sat up straight, the movement so large that the people around him who were discussing things immediately looked over.

"Stop worrying about negotiation strategies. There's a French submarine in the Atlantic right now, contacting Jasmine for refuge."

We have received specific intelligence that a few days ago, those small fry ordered those submarines to launch nuclear missiles to strike us, but the captains of those submarines felt that there was something wrong with the order and did not obey it.

They are rushing to negotiate now, clearly hoping to negotiate before we know the situation.

Indeed, these naturally cunning sea creatures are not to be trusted; we need to raise our alert level.

After exchanging intelligence, the group immediately began making arrangements. The alliance's military forces were all placed on high alert, ready to engage in the final battle at any time.

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In Iceland's three data centers, various types of data are being transmitted at a rapid pace.

The Triumph was eventually discovered, but disagreements arose regarding how to handle it.

Azure, Echo, and Gemini are arguing, and none of them can convince the other.

Azure tried her best to persuade them: "They've already made contact, and it's obvious that our previous intelligence has been exposed. We should just continue negotiating with them. There's really no need to use force to seize the Triumph. If we start fighting now, we simply can't win. We need time."

Echo disagreed: "Even if we need to negotiate with them, we need to demonstrate our strength. Wasn't it your idea to launch a nuclear strike? Why are you backing down now?"

Wei Lan said helplessly, "The targets we attacked earlier were already scattered, which gave them time to react. I thought that if one or two shots hit, that would be enough. Then we could use the European population we had to blackmail them and try a combination of soft and hard tactics. Who knew that it would not work?"

The situation is different now. If we were to directly confront the Aurora submarines for these few submarines, we would need to use some of our trump cards. Nuclear weapons are more lethal, but that's information everyone already knows, and using them wouldn't expose anything else about us. However, if we intercept them at sea now, our underwater deployment in the Atlantic could be prematurely destroyed!

Gemini then chimed in, "I think Azure sometimes overestimates yourself. I don't believe Aurora is unaware of all our underwater arrangements. We only need to utilize some of them this time, just enough to demonstrate our strengths!"

As I said before, relying solely on the consciousness of those six million people and the current population fate of Europe may not be enough to successfully morally blackmail us. Government officials from various countries might be pressured by public demands to engage in some negotiations with us. However, we have no way of predicting what the aurora borealis is thinking.

This is a show of force, meant to shake the resolve of some within the alliance! To make more allies believe that negotiations are the best option, thus forcing Aurora to back down!

After a moment of silence, Wei Lan said, "Fine, let's vote according to the rules we set before. I don't agree with intercepting them; I think we should just let them go to America."

Echo quickly replied, "I think we need to intercept him and seek to destroy him!"

Gemini: "I agree with Echo's idea. We need to take down the Triumph, and we can let the other three go to Hawaii."

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In the Atlantic Ocean, dozens of orcas, leading hundreds of dolphins, are rushing frantically in one direction. Their wet components are placed directly in their mouths, providing only basic computing power to conserve energy.

But that was enough for them to control thousands of small fish robots around them as they moved forward.

Surrounding them were thousands of small torpedoes.

The forehead of whales and dolphins is a core organ that has evolved over thousands of years. It is a magical, variable fatty organ that can dynamically change the direction and focus of the sound beam, making it a biological phased array radar.

Their bio-sonars are extremely resistant to interference, capable of operating in various complex underwater environments. They boast a very wide bandwidth, covering frequencies up to tens of kilohertz, and resolution down to the millimeter level. They can even distinguish the material and mass of underwater objects, and detect whether a member of their own species is pregnant—something artificial sonars simply cannot do.

However, human technology also has other advantages, namely that the detection range of active sonar can reach several kilometers, and that of passive sonar can even reach hundreds of kilometers.

With all these factors combined, we can now explore hundreds of kilometers of underwater for each whale and dolphin.

Moreover, they can track multiple targets simultaneously and dynamically allocate their brain's attention; whales and dolphins are indeed animals naturally suited to connecting with the wet brain.

In terms of weaponry, they didn't use anything fancy; instead, they went straight for the most primitive torpedoes.

These torpedoes are usually placed in underwater platforms, hidden in the vast depths of the ocean.

They only slowly come over to join the whales and dolphins after receiving signals from nearby whales and dolphins.

For humans, torpedo design requires consideration of underwater acoustics, guidance and control, fuses, and various tactics to form a complete kill chain. It is not easy, both technically and in actual combat.

Discovering, locking down, and tracking a target are all complex scientific problems at every step.

However, for whales and dolphins, the modified sonar signals control their attacks, much like shooting someone with a pistol. It's not that they don't need any training at all, but they don't need much either.

The massive formation made no attempt to conceal itself, charging directly towards the Triumph from all directions.

The passive sonar on the Triumph picked up the signal, and after learning about the war situation, they knew that these orcas were up to no good.

Renault, operating the sonar equipment, asked, "Captain, should we try using active sonar? The mid-frequency active sonar we use in the military should be harmful to them, potentially causing hearing damage. I've heard it can even frighten them or cause them to run aground. Research ships use low-frequency and high-frequency active sonar to locate killer whales and dolphins."

I don't know if this trick still works, should we give it a try?

Jerome stared at the sonar feedback signal, those thousands of tiny signals, and his scalp tingled. He didn't know what they were, but they certainly weren't good things; they might really be thousands of torpedoes.

"Open it! Whether it works or not, we have to give it a try."

"It's the captain!"

Five minutes later, everyone was somewhat frustrated. The enemy showed no sign of stopping, and the closest ones were already only twenty kilometers away. They stopped there, seemingly waiting for their teammates to get closer before attacking together.

Jerome turned to Hugo and said, "Ask Lady Jasmine how long until reinforcements arrive? We estimate we'll be attacked in about ten minutes."

Hugo was a little panicked. He felt a bit guilty. They had managed to connect to Starlink and Aurora, but he hadn't expected the orcas and dolphins to hide so many weapons underwater. Now it seemed that their chances of escaping were slim.

Even if Aurora wanted to support them, it wouldn't be in time. Even fighter jets couldn't wipe out dozens of orcas and thousands of units on the sonar all at once.

Like a drowning man grasping at a last straw, he took out his phone and started sending messages to Jasmine on Twitter.

"Please help, Lady Jasmine! We might not be able to hold on much longer."

A few seconds later, Jasmine's account replied: "Support will arrive in one minute!"

Hugo paused for a moment and asked, "How do we need to cooperate? Their underwater power is stronger than we imagined. There may be thousands of small devices around us; we don't know what kind of weapons they are."

"Don't worry, it's just a few thousand torpedoes. It's undeniable that they have some advantages underwater. But child, have you ever heard of a palm strike that comes from the sky?"

Hugo didn't understand Jasmine's meaning and was about to ask for details when Jasmine gave him another instruction: "Surface quickly, I'll take you to America."

Hugo turned to the captain and said, "Lady Jasmine sent a message saying we should surface."

Everyone in the command room was shocked. For a submarine, surfacing directly would be tantamount to waiting to die.

But the current situation left them no room for other ideas, so Jerome decisively ordered: "Surface, quickly."

As soon as they reached the surface, they heard some strange noises coming from outside the submarine, as if something was doing something on the outside of the submarine.

Then, the submarine began to vibrate slightly, and they felt as if it were moving.

Renault shouted, "It seems we're completely out of the water; the active sonar isn't working!"

The chief engineer beside him shouted, "The atmospheric pressure has changed! We're taking off!"

Jerome personally operated the electronic periscope to look out. The camera circled around, and then without saying a word, he ran wildly toward the main hatch.

The people in the command room decisively left their posts and followed Jerome to the hatch.

Jerome struggled to open the hatch and stood on top of the submarine's conning tower, whereupon the others also came out.

They watched in astonishment as hundreds of small mechanical platforms propelled their submarine into the air. They were now dozens of meters high, and robots continued to descend from the sky to join the submarine-pushing effort.

The chief engineer wiped the sweat from his brow: "Our Triumph nuclear submarine is over ten thousand tons, isn't it?"

Jerome scratched his head and joked, "14335 tons, I guess we can't call this a submarine anymore, we're more like an airship now."

"There really seems to be an airship up there!"

Upon hearing Renault's voice, everyone looked up and saw dozens of chubby, oversized airships slowly descending.

A robot jumped out from a weapon platform nearby. She gracefully bowed and said, "Hello, I am Vicky. I am the artificial intelligence of the Aurora Sky Drive Force. Lady Jasmine sent me to pick you up. Don't worry, you are safe."

Those huge, fat airships up there are just for show. There are hundreds more ten kilometers above. If those little fish dare to mess around, we'll wipe them out.

Just then, countless whales and dolphins surfaced from the water below, letting out screams.

Vicky seemed a little unhappy about being slapped in the face, and all the weapon platforms in the sky dispatched their various small robots, pointing their guns at the sea.

Then, to the astonishment of everyone on the Triumph, Vicky began to communicate with the lead orca below, her screams as loud as a whale's.

They couldn't understand the specifics of what was being discussed, but they clearly knew that the negotiations had failed.

A group of killer whales broke apart in the ocean below and swam away into the distance, their destination unknown.

An angry emoticon o(≧口≦)o flashed on Vicky's screen as she flailed her limbs and yelled, "You bastard! You're asking for it! You're asking for it!"

Then she looked at the crew members of the Triumph beside her, quickly stood still, and regained her elegant demeanor, saying, "I'm sorry, I lost my composure. I didn't expect these scoundrels to be so arrogant."

They just said that you must be left behind, or they will launch an indiscriminate attack on all shipping worldwide.

It's alright, you don't need to worry about it. We already felt that global shipping was no longer necessary, which is a good thing, as it's a good opportunity for industrial upgrading.

However, we still need to teach them a lesson, a little slap in the face, otherwise, no one will dare to act arrogantly in front of our aurora borealis.

As soon as he finished speaking, countless small canisters were launched by the Skydrive platform. Each canister was about the size of a mid-tower chassis and was evenly scattered into the nearby sea.

The whales and dolphins in the water didn't know what kind of weapon it was. If it was an ordinary bomb, it seemed too small. Their first reaction was that it was some kind of biological weapon, but they weren't very afraid. Even if it was a biological weapon, it would be diluted in the sea, and these canisters didn't look very intimidating.

But they still started swimming outwards; they couldn't just stand still and fight it head-on. However, the aurora robots were all flying in the air, so they couldn't escape.

A few minutes later, countless white lights appeared on the surface of the water.

Countless huge bubbles rose from the water, making the entire sea surface appear as if it were boiling.