Ultraman: Noah's big one at the beginning

"Furthermore, you even kidnapped law enforcement personnel? You organic life form are truly lawless!"

"Just wait, countless order-maintaining robots will be coming to get you soon, you're done for, kid!"

The old man made threats while quietly creating distance between himself and the newcomer.

Gu Jia remained silent, casually picked up the Solid Body Spark from the box, and turned to leave.

“There are so many secrets in this world, Karen. Can you help me sort them out?” Guga called out.

Karen, with her multi-core processor, is his second brain.

However, after asking the question, he received no reply from Karen for a long time, which would never have happened in the past.

"Karen?" Gu Jia opened the bracelet's storage space and took out the motionless Karen.

"What's going on? Is it crashing due to the special magnetic field of this universe?"

“Very likely.” X had the same speculation.

“I originally belonged to this world, but Kallen is an alien mechanical life form. I guess this universe has some kind of defense mechanism.”

Gu Jia nodded: "Thinking about it, it seems that Kallen hasn't said a word since we entered the time-space transfer station."

"I hope he's alright."

"But now we have to figure it out ourselves... Based on the information we have, the mechanical civilization in this universe has been developing for more than a billion years."

"Initially, mechanical life and organic life coexisted, and it can be basically determined that the earliest mechanical life in this universe was created by organic life... In this process, in order to maintain the operation of the universe, maintain common order, and promote the development of the universe, mechanical life established various departments."

"According to that turnstile, the time-space transfer station was established more than 800 million years ago."

"I don't know if it's a coincidence, but the weapons of the law enforcement agencies among these departments are the same as those of the Galaxy Spark, which can turn any life into a puppet."

"Later on, a problem arose within the law enforcement agencies established by robots..."

Chapter 356 The Machine Supply Station

Guga roughly sorted out the history of the Unknown Realm and came to understand why organic life in this universe had disappeared.

Contrary to expectations, the organic life and robots in this universe did not go to war. Instead, the organic life could not stand the robots' control and ran away.

Around 600 million years ago, the laws of the universe were updated, and law enforcement became increasingly strict. Countless monsters and aliens were sentenced to have their time stopped, which meant they were turned into puppets.

As more and more such examples emerged, the organic life forms that originally depended on robots for their livelihood felt that such a controlled life was not free and put on a small protest.

At that time, the power of organic life was no match for that of robots, and the protests were quickly suppressed.

Since then, there have been fewer and fewer truly living things in this universe...

Gu Jia muttered to himself, "So the 01 mentioned by the time-space transfer station administrator is the ruler of all robots, and probably the first mechanical life form to be created."

“There’s still one thing I don’t understand.” Guga looked at the X terminal in his hand: “Why are you so sure I won’t encounter any danger in the Unknown Realm?”

"Also, who exactly is the ancient ancestor mentioned at the turnstile?"

"Did you already know that I had a connection with the so-called ancient ancestor, so you were sure I wouldn't be in danger?"

"More or less," Ax replied very honestly.

"When I first heard your name, I felt something deep in my memory was touched."

"As you impersonated me, my fading memories gradually became clearer..."

"As for who the ancient ancestor was, you can ask any robot here, and they should be able to answer more clearly than I am."

Guga's eyes looked slightly tired. If it were so easy to get the answer, he wouldn't have bothered to keep pressing X.

Whether it's the administrator at the time-space transfer station or the turnstile at station number 12, the only information they can provide to the so-called Ancient Ancestor is "insufficient permissions".

“Let’s take a closer look,” X suggested.

"This is an environment I'm familiar with. Staying here, I might be able to recover all my memories."

"And I am someone who has left this world before, perhaps I can break through the so-called limitations of authority and tell you the identity of the ancient ancestor..."

“That makes sense. Let’s keep looking ahead.” Gu Jia found the entire unknown territory quite interesting and decided to leave the junkyard and continue exploring.

Following the instructions of the turnstile, after leaving the garbage station, continue forward and fly for a distance before you will see the robot's supply station.

"Once we reach the supply station, we might be able to find a way to restore Karen, or at the very least, we can gather more information."

"Well, I hope so." X didn't seem to have much hope for it.

……

In No Man's Sky, Guga accelerated forward, and the further he flew, the uglier his expression became.

The reason is simple: the entire star field is filled with all kinds of debris and garbage, making the flight experience extremely poor!

"We're already out of the junkyard area, isn't anyone going to clean up this area?!" Gu Jia shouted after kicking away the spaceship wreckage blocking his way.

"I guess it's because they're short-staffed," Ax said, offering his speculation.

"Resources in the universe are dwindling, and when robots break down, there's no one to repair them, so they're becoming fewer and fewer."

Gu Jia thought X made sense: "There aren't many people with advanced intelligence at the transit station."

As they spoke, Guga had already crossed another small patch of garbage, and even picked up a few monster dolls along the way.

After that, he finally left the garbage dump completely, and the view in front of him became clear and bright, finally seeing a normal space environment.

"The space fortress ahead must be the robot's supply station."

On the surface of the planet-like steel building in the distance, there were countless flying objects. Gu Jia guessed that it was a supply station, because in the vicinity of several light-years, that was the only place that was relatively lively.

"Are you really going in? Your identity might be a bit sensitive..." Ax reminded him.

"It's okay, I already registered." Gu Jia was in a good mood, and approached the robot supply station on his own, landing on the platform.

On the open-air platform, more than a dozen robots landed.

These robots come in various poses; some have abstract designs that clearly indicate they were manufactured for a specific purpose, while others look almost exactly like aliens and, at first glance, are virtually indistinguishable from organic life.

“No, these robots do have something in common, namely that they all look very worn out,” Guga muttered to himself after looking around.

"We've reached the supply station; there should be a place specifically for robot repair and maintenance, right?"

"Two hundred years ago, the last mechanic of this supply station was rendered useless," a robot resembling a Baltan alien responded.

"What's that old saying in the universe—'A doctor cannot heal himself'? There's nothing we can do about it."

Gu Jia continued, "Since robots are so intelligent, they can take care of each other, right? Learning that shouldn't be too difficult, right?"

The Baltan-like robot responded: "Of course, but every robot has its own job. Learning maintenance skills is something outside of work and is generally not allowed."

Gu Jia: "..."

Is there absolutely no room for compromise?

If no one is responsible for maintenance, all these robots that are still working will turn into scrap metal in less than a thousand years. Wouldn't that further hinder their work?

Machines are machines, so inflexible.

Gu Jia whispered to the X cricket in the terminal: "I underestimated you. I heard from the gate that you can help maintain other robots. You really are the best among robots."

"Actually, that's my job." Ex was a little embarrassed by the praise.

"Our type of robot's primary responsibility is to maintain order. Sometimes we are assigned combat missions, but the core of all our instructions is to serve order and to contribute to all active life in the universe."

“Maintenance is also a form of dedication…” Gu Jia nodded, feeling even more helpless as he realized he couldn’t communicate with the robot.

"To get to the robot prison, you should fly in that direction," a Baltan-like robot told Guga.

"An organic life form rarely seen in a century. Your crimes have already been told to us by the time travel station."

"Don't worry, the crime you committed isn't serious. At most, you'll be imprisoned for two hundred years."

Gu Jia pointed to himself, beginning to understand why the original organic life forms of this universe had fled: "Two hundred years? Just because I introduced myself?"

“Never mind…” Guga didn’t explain his true thoughts to the robot, but changed the subject and took Kallen out of his storage space: “My friend has been with me in this universe and hasn’t moved since. Do you have any ideas?”

People around said, "Didn't I tell you? The repairman himself broke down two hundred years ago!"

Chapter 357 Ex, who do you think I am?

A robot resupply station.

Guga wanted these robots to help him see if they could fix Kallen.

But the dozen or so robots around them just shook their heads, indicating that they couldn't help.

"The repairman is long gone, no one can help you."

A robot that was drinking oil made a sound.

"Wait a minute, you all have time to gather together and drink oil, but no one is thinking about helping each other?" Gu Jia looked at the chattering robots and asked, two question marks popping up above his head.

"This is our freedom, what's it to you?" the robots responded one after another.

Gu Jia shook his head helplessly.

At this moment, X spoke from the terminal: "This is the robot's supply station. Perhaps you can find me a new body, and I can try to repair Kallen."

Gu Jia felt the idea was feasible, so he found the person in charge of the supply station. After a brief discussion, he was unsurprisingly rejected.

Inside the supply station's office, a robot with a human-like appearance sat upright, facing a screen covered in grime that displayed no image: "It's not that I don't want to handle this for you, it's just that it's not within my jurisdiction."

"Even scrapped robots have the potential to be revived. They have human rights. You organic life forms just look down on us robots..."

Gu Jia sighed helplessly, "If you can't do it, you can't do it. Why are you accusing me of this?"

"Also, robots have human rights, so why did I see so many dismembered limbs in the landfill, some of which were even being sold by the landfill manager? Doesn't that count as organ trafficking?"

Supply station staff: "Ahem!"

"Watch your words, and don't forget what you were convicted of!"

"That's basically the situation..."

"Alright then," X sighed helplessly in the terminal.

"Hey, this little thing in your hand can talk?" The staff member's eyes widened. "An AI assistant?"

Guga explained, "He was originally the order management robot for this area, number 012134."

X agreed: "That's right."

"What else is there to say?" The staff member who had been evasive quickly stood up, his attitude becoming clear and proactive: "There are plenty of robot remains with data loss in the warehouse, come and pick them out!"

Guga: →_→

The faces change so quickly; these robots really look exactly like people in the human workplace.

"Didn't you just say..."

The supply station staff were perfectly justified, seemingly unaware that there was anything wrong with their previous words: "The order management robot has high authority, so we prioritize serving it; there's no problem with that."

Then, led by the staff, Guga and Ex entered the warehouse together.

The supply station is about the size of Earth, and the area still in operation is roughly the size of Japan. The vast majority of the rest has been converted into so-called 'warehouses' to store decommissioned robots.

Amidst the mountain of iron blocks, Guga was searching for a suitable body for Ex.

"This won't do. This robot's appearance is modeled after Dada, and it's too ugly."

"This won't do either. What's the point of making a monster-shaped robot?"

"Wait, what's going on with this area? Why are there so many Ultraman...?"

Guga searched through the wrecked robot parts in the garbage heap with a puzzled look and found a pile of 'Ultraman corpses'.

With its signature bulbous eyes, timer, smooth skin, and humanoid body, these robots are undoubtedly modeled after Ultraman.

The difference is that all of these robots have the same 'headphones' as X, and some even have antennas plugged into their heads.

Another group weaponized their limbs, turning their originally flexible arms into knives, guns, and cannons.

The staff member next to him looked at it as if it were a matter of course: "All order-maintaining robots look like this, what's so strange about it?"

"However, these are all old-fashioned robots that focus on combat. There are newer ones over there. If you choose this kind of body, 012134 should be easier to control."

Gu Jia grasped the key point in the staff member's words: "Do all the order-maintaining robots look like this?"

"So X's appearance isn't unique, huh? But what you're saying makes sense..."