Chapter 497 The Biggest Problem
In Watson District, Lille and Muramasa's information-level operations directly burned out large areas of circuits. A few lights were revealed in the darkness, and prepared people began to use their own backup power sources.
Without the annoying advertisements and dazzling light pollution of the past, the streets are a little deserted.
But it’s just that there are few people.
On the contrary, a terrible sound echoed in the area——
Click, click, click, click—
boom!
A quadruped robot with no design aesthetics sprinted past the corner at high speed, with two of its legs sticking to the wall and the other two sliding on the ground.
The ultra-high speed and its own weight made it impossible for the walls and ground to remain intact. The four-legged chariot left horrific traces on the surface, and then ran over the cars in the street parking spaces without any care!
Muramasa's big hands also quickly cut off the car's fuel tank, engine and other parts, revising its design bit by bit.
This four-legged chariot also became faster and faster.
powerful.
There were two voices in Muramasa's head. One was telling it that it should take the opportunity to escape and find other ways to leave Night City and save its own life.
The other told him that if he evades, he will catch up sooner or later. This is the base camp of mankind. He can't escape. He must win this duel.
Humans search for meaning and become confused, and AI sometimes does too, but that's usually called self-examination.
But now, instead of performing that unnecessary self-examination, Muramasa had both thoughts echoing in his head, and he chose to perform the second one.
The legendary Mackinac is ahead, and the final battle is about to begin——
The four-legged chariot is primitive and wild, and Muramasa has some extra arms and parts.
boom!
A rocket exploded behind him, and his speed increased again!
"Stop running away!"
Muramasa's fighting ability exceeds Lille's imagination!
And it’s very abnormal!
Fluid AI is not omnipotent. If an AI is designed to manage financial data, it cannot be good at power grid control at the same time.
If an AI is designed to design weapons and equipment, it cannot be good at ensuring the quality of synthetic meat production.
The initial model of AI determines how they process data, and each processing method corresponds to an initial database, which simultaneously forms their initial "personality".
As for Muramasa, he is definitely not an AI that can be used for behavioral control!
After the operator in the Centaur mecha was burned to death, Muramasa's movements were slightly stiff just by controlling the robot's body. How could he show combat skills and combat abilities far beyond V's in a human body?
Lear can only think of one scenario: that humanoid body that looks like a robot is really a human being!
This is something, because the level of full-body prosthetics used by Lille for Brick and Maekawa is still around 15%.
But that black shadow seems to have exceeded this threshold!
More than 20% of prosthetics basically leave only the brain, spinal cord and some terminal nerves that have not been replaced. Every time this number decreases, it will bring exaggerated side effects, making the probability of cyberpsychosis exponentially increase.
Where did Muramasa find such a little genius?
Not only is the physical talent fully maxed out, assuming Muramasa's combat mode is inherited from this human, this operation also shows quite exaggerated combat skills.
It is simply not something that ordinary mercenaries can achieve.
"What should we do now?!"
Leal pointed at the centaur robot getting closer and closer behind him and shouted back: "Tear down that thing!"
Joestar's eyes turned green after he found one or two lives in the trunk: "That thing?"
The Centaur robot was modified on-site by Muramasa, completely removing the cables and armor used to connect large weapons, and even abandoned its two arms and added connecting rods.
This thing is turning into a four-legged chariot!
To be honest, watching this thing transform on the spot, even Lear would say that Muramasa's hands-on ability is terrifying. This kind of assembly ability is no longer something that an engineer can describe.
It's totally a manual-shift Transformer.
Under Muramasa's modification, the robot even began to use rockets originally from its arsenal as propulsion, and its speed continued to increase.
Legend has it that Mackinac walked very fast in a straight line, but this was an urban area and the laws of physics still had to be obeyed. With such a complex terrain, there was not much opportunity to drive at top speed.
On the contrary, after the centaur robot turns into a quadruped robot, it can jump directly onto the wall at the corner and slide on the wall with the help of inertia.
There is almost no need to slow down!
"The difficulty is a bit high!" V used spider silk to grab an Achilles technical rifle from the car.
This thing was once an unattainable control-grade military weapon for her, but now it is just a black hole on the body of the Centaur chariot. It has some depth, but it is obviously of little significance.
There was damage, but not much, unless a dozen more people came to shoot at him.
"Work hard! Try hard!"
Jack patted the roof of the car: "I say! Can't you use that black wall to get him! Isn't that what network surveillance is for!"
Leal glanced at the dark hall behind Joestar.
Not quite.
The original plan was indeed to use the black wall as a last resort, but that was only possible after using a small flat head to connect to Muramasa.
The radio frequency devices that exist in various places in the city are indeed controlled by Joestar's mother, and they can also be directly connected to the Internet surveillance network, allowing them to use blackwalls to attack.
But the problem is that Joestar's mother is also a rather abnormal individual.
In the development of the basic full-body prosthesis "Ronin", she provided many solutions and even installed customized skill chips for Japanese street ronin, which allowed the Tiger Claw Gang to act as experienced as an Arasaka ninja in high-speed motorcycle chases.
This kind of integration is completely beyond human ability. In a sense, what the Brain Demon Gang used on Joestar's mother is also a new type of AI technology.
It is difficult to say whether the Internet monitoring will exercise its law enforcement power.
So this method cannot be used to attack directly.
Muramasa now only has the Centaur Chariot and its body as the main server. Lil is not sure how the wandering AI will store its data, but in theory, any direct damage to the body may directly damage its database and weaken its ability.
So the more damaged it is, the better.
"No!" Lille yelled back, shouting to Jack and V, "The reward for capturing a roving AI is 1 million euros! For 1 million euros, work harder!"
"That's easy to say!" V muttered, looking at the back of the car-
The sound of the road being crushed, the road being cracked, and the screams of people in the building were getting closer and closer.
Crack, crack, crack, crack--
At the corner, the huge Centaur chariot crushed the wall with its two feet, and the glass and wall quickly fell off under the crushing, and the ground continued to crack under the pressure!
At high speed, with its own weight, it crushed exaggerated marks on the wall and the ground!
The Centaur mecha really turned into a four-legged chariot!
Lille cursed in his heart: I knew that roving AI was so difficult to deal with, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult!
The gangs in the entire city were mobilized and all the technology was used, but I didn't expect that I would have to take risks in the end.
But fortunately, things finally became simple.
"Think about 1 million--" Lear shouted while injecting himself with a dose of neuroactive agent.
This place has left the industrial area in the north of Watson and entered the city of Watson--
This place has a complex terrain and there is no way to retreat.
The octopus arm was taken back from Jack's power armor, and Jack and V were given two more injections of medicine.
Jack's was lizard serum, and V's was the same neuroactive agent as Lear.
This is the final preparation. Compared with the rich firepower at the beginning, from now on, their weapons are really only what they can see.
"Also, think about the next life, the end is ahead!"
Hearing this, Jack and V, who were originally under great pressure, laughed--
Isn't it for this.
Tonight, there will only be one group of winners in the underground world of the entire Night City.
"You. What are you going to do? What else do you three brothers have?" Joestar looked at the three big brothers who suddenly walked to the side of the car eagerly, and was a little scared.
"Hold on, young man."
Lear controlled the octopus arm and climbed to the top of the car.
Jack stood behind the cargo compartment, and V stood on an octopus arm, which was like a spring filled with energy, waiting to be fired.
What does this mean?
Before Joestar could ask, the legendary Mackinaw suddenly braked!
The distance between the two sides quickly narrowed, and Joestar's eyes turned green again:
It seems that the three big brothers really have no back-up ambush!
They are going to fight that Transformer head-on!
Isn't that thing's roaming AI dead if it touches it?
Is the big brother crazy? !
Gravel and glass fragments were flying, and the air was filled with black smoke from burning.
The broken streets, the dark city, and countless cameras hiding in the dark were focused--
People were eager to know who would cross the finish line!
The next life nightclub.
Roger finished a cigarette.
Except for the bartender Claire, there was only her in the bar.
There would be no one in the nightclub today, and no one was qualified to come in except the winner.
"What do you think it looks like outside now? What if a European guy comes in?" Claire looked quite nervous.
"European guy?"
Rogge shook his head and smiled in an ambiguous way.
The biggest problem is not that the person who came in is a European, but that there is no "person" coming in.
Shaking his cigarette, Rogge said, "Don't forget to ask about our new legendary formula. People like him may die tomorrow for no apparent reason."
