Star Civilization: I loaded the MOD

Chapter 70 The pain of genetic ascension?

"Babai..." Aisha groaned and smiled.

"This name, um... reminds me of a certain medical inflatable robot. It sounds very friendly."

(●––●), Baibai Pangpang, the messenger of peace.

Perhaps in reaction to her casual teasing, Dabai in the projection trembled slightly, and his tone was quite stern.

"Hello, beautiful girl, please don't judge me by my appearance. The same goes for my name."

"Babai was born in the age of follower civilization 1.32 million years ago. Later, due to the 'plague' disaster, he was carried by the survivors to the pioneer cruiser - Holy Sword."

"The main gun is comparable to that of the J-Star. As a military experimental artificial intelligence, Baymax can be used to spread peace, but it is definitely not friendly."

In the scene, Dabai denied his "friendly" character and directly reported his family status, which exposed his combat power and value.

Elsa's smile disappeared, and everyone fell silent one after another.

Star destroyer level main gun?

And what it seemed to be talking about just now was the Pioneer's spaceship Holy Sword?

The pioneers of pioneers are the civilization of our grandparents.

The holy sword and the followers come from two pioneer civilizations respectively!

With her eyebrows slightly raised, Aisha found a suitable angle to change the topic.

"You just called me beautiful girl. Is this a polite term? Or...have you inherited human aesthetic wisdom?"

"Oh! Of course it's wisdom!"

When the word wisdom is mentioned, Dabai's mechanical voice is filled with a little pride.

"The creators have given me wisdom that can accommodate everything in the world. Intelligent people, can you understand? It is a mechanical life form that is completely different from organic life forms. Although some creators say that I have no soul, I think the soul is not an intelligent life form.

Necessary conditions.”

"Forehead……"

When it comes to cutting-edge scientific and technological topics such as the composition of intelligent life, it is obviously hesitant.

"I don't know if you can understand the composition of intelligent life. This concept is very subjective, but according to the laws of the civilization that once followed, intelligent people can legally have citizenship rights."

Pace, who had been watching, also nodded secretly.

Followers can grant artificial intelligence citizenship and accept them. It is reasonable for Baymax to have a high sense of civilized identity among followers.

"Can you tell us about your creator, the follower civilization? We are very interested."

"Followers..."

Recalling his own civilization, Dabai paused and agreed happily.

"Of course there is no problem. I also hope that their stories will be passed down to future generations instead of rotting in the past. But I don't know much about this database. If you want to hear the full version, you need to put me back into the 'Holy Sword'."

"After all, I am a military shipboard artificial intelligence."

When it comes to the decline of civilization, Pace and the others can hear the ups and downs of emotions from the mechanical sounds.

"Tell me what you know now."

"As younger generations, we always need to know information about our ancestors."

After roughly understanding some of the emotions of artificial intelligence, Elsa lowered her status verbally and called herself a descendant of the pioneers.

Baymax on the screen didn't have any objections to this either.

The human race in the Isolated Star Cluster comes from the same source, so everything seems to be taken for granted.

"Well... let's start from when I can remember it."

It was silent for a brief moment, as if reminiscing, and its tone of deep thought was highly anthropomorphic, and then it began to slowly narrate.

"From the day my self-structure was perfected and evolved, the entire home planet was shouting my name - Dabai."

"In the midst of ignorance, I followed the creator's advice, flowing through their cradle network to absorb the resources for development, and understood language, characters, physics, rules, culture..."

"With the support of the empire's most advanced supercomputer, my life is quite sufficient and I evolve rapidly, but I often don't have enough to eat. But later I understood that they were already trying their best to help me filter suitable information and data. My computing power is my

The specialty, but not the creator’s.”

Looking back on his experiences growing up, Dabai's words are mixed with nostalgia and emotion.

It's like a naughty child remembering his parents again after a million years.

Unconsciously, it went off topic.

"I didn't understand the complex emotions of autonomous empathy until later. Creators are not good at calculations, and of course there are things I'm not good at, such as the creator's name."

"I think I am not a qualified child. The relevant database is lost. I can't recall it no matter how much I think about it. It feels very bad to forget."

Dabai suddenly became self-pitying.

Elsa and the others did not understand this feeling and remained silent.

In a sense, mechanical life forms understand family ties better than they do.

The sad mood did not last long, and Dabai cheered up again.

"Our governing ethics are extreme xenophobia and authoritarianism. I would like to ask, is the ideological trend of your generation one of militarism and equality?"

Upon hearing Dabai's polite inquiry, Aisha and Pace looked at each other, wondering about its source.

The shuttle's network is physically isolated.

At most, there is only one communication to the scientific research ship, and wasn’t Baymax unresponsive to the communication channel before?

"Yes, we call ourselves [Democratic Crusaders], but how do you know that?" Pace asked expressionlessly.

"It's the lexicon of your language. You can guess it by simply analyzing the types and frequencies of various words."

"In related words and sentences, there are many words like 'glory', 'force', and 'equality' that appear frequently. There are also many novel and unseen words in similar fields. The name of your ruler is 'Holding the Sword'

Man' right, cool name!"

"There is also the social structure of your independent civilization, unique physiological phenomena, petrification when encountering shocking things, and 'exaggerated' rhetorical techniques everywhere. This novelty really opened my eyes."

"..."

Amid Dabai's endless chatter, the topic uncontrollably shifted to them.

Petrification is no exaggeration.

Elsa sighed silently.

This much information is analyzed from a language material specifically for infants and young children.

She really didn't know whether to admire the ability of artificial intelligence, or lament how nagging artificial intelligence had been for millions of years.

"Is it true that your appearance will not age before you die?" the other party suddenly asked solemnly.

"Yeah." Aisha nodded indifferently.

"But I guess that doesn't matter, it should be your story time now."

"No! This is important!"

The volume from the communication suddenly increased, interrupting her words.

For a first-time communication, this can be considered a gaffe.

Dabai began to get excited, his tone was low, and he begged for a reply.

"At least, it's important to me..."

"It is impossible for a normal human race to maintain youth until death. Have you... completed [gene ascension]?"

"Genetic Ascension? What is that."

Hearing unfamiliar words from Dabai's mouth, her intuition told her that this was very important, and Pace frowned.

"Don't you have the genes to ascend? Then how come your appearance is so... high, and how do you solve the problem of aging?"

The anxious words came again, and everyone had confused expressions on their faces.

Pace shook his head and stepped forward to answer.

"Our Gudu civilization has just entered the era of interstellar civilization, and we don't understand the genetic ascension you are talking about."

At this moment, Baymax's crazily rotating sphere stopped and he analyzed their expressions through the screen.

However, there is flawless ‘ignorance’ everywhere.

"Yes, is that so...I'm sorry."

"Gene ascension is the eternal pain of the civilization of our followers..."

(End of chapter)