Mechanical City, somewhere on a high-rise platform.
After a fierce battle, the platform was filled with the remains of drones, or metal fragments and parts that were broken and twisted to the point where the original shape could not be seen. Neat lines were left on the concrete rooftop floor. There were cuts and shocking bombing traces. There was no roar of drones flying around, and no drones were still flying. Only two winners were left standing on the rooftop.
The two foreigners who had won the victory also felt a little confused about the current situation.
Wu Ming carefully kicked the drone beside his feet, his expression full of alertness: Why did it suddenly fall to the ground?
Just a few seconds ago, he and Zhao Sida were fighting endlessly with this group of drones that were coming in a steady stream. But just now, this group of drones that were persevering and killing more and more people suddenly appeared at the same time. Duan stopped moving, as if he was attacked by some kind of electromagnetic pulse. The engines that were originally operating normally stopped at the same time for unknown reasons. The drone that lost flight power fell from the sky like a dumpling, falling to the ground. In the blink of an eye, it was gone. It turned into the scene Wu Ming is in now.
Manager, it seems that it's not just the drones that are experiencing problems. Zhao Sida stood on the edge of the rooftop, her eyes constantly adjusting the zoom, and finally stretched out her hand to point to the street below. The appearance of the street was also a bit strange.
what happened? After hearing this, Wu Ming stopped studying the drone that suddenly stopped operating. He walked to the rooftop and looked in the direction she pointed, only to find that the entire city seemed to have undergone some strange changes.
The projections of advertisements and daily news on the glass curtain walls between high-rise buildings have disappeared, replaced by black and white images full of noise, and the traffic lights at intersections are chaotically switching between red, yellow and green. Vehicles in self-driving mode stalled one after another. Passengers who were dozing in the car were thrown off their seats by the inertia of the sudden braking, and fell with bruises on their noses and faces.
The biggest change was in the people on the street. Those people who trusted to hand over their bodies to artificial intelligence and experience Internet surfing through network ports were kicked out of the Internet without warning. People subconsciously wanted to call Sibylla and His own anthropomorphic butler came to confirm the current situation, but the responses he received were all chaotic and unreadable noise. This situation has never happened since Sybilla began to operate, which made people who are accustomed to relying on artificial intelligence feel a little... disturbed.
And then, because the engine suddenly stopped, the drone fell from the sky and crashed into the crowd, causing a lot of casualties. More than a dozen people were hit by the drone, and the genetically modified and biochemically modified people were directly hit by dozens of kilograms. Even drones weighing hundreds of kilograms were smashed into a puddle of flesh. Since the bodies of mechanized transformed humans are relatively strong with alloy skeletons, most of them were smashed into a pile of twisted and broken alloy limbs that were still twitching under the reflex of the spinal cord. Those red and white ones. Things, sparks and engine oil were flying everywhere.
This kind of bloody and horrifying scene made passers-by who had not seen a vicious incident in many years and were now splashed with flesh and blood and engine oil instinctively burst into screams of terror. This in turn made people's uneasiness quickly expand, pushing the riot to a high level. new heights.
Leona said before that the tasks shouldered by the super artificial intelligence Sibylla are not only to control the drone swarm and suppress the resistance. From everyone's daily life, talent determination and future planning, to urban operations, traffic management and daily maintenance of the city, they are all within her jurisdiction.
Wu Ming looked thoughtfully at the escalating chaos below. He quietly opened the cognitive modification module and applied several mental soothing effects, allowing its mental soothing effect to spread freely among the crowd, quickly calming their frightened and confused minds. , and at the same time touched his chin and fell into deep thought: Now at a glance, half of the city is in this state of chaos. It seems that something is wrong with Sibylla.
If there was just a problem with the drone, Wu Ming was going to take this opportunity to escape and lurk in a surveillance blind spot in the city, waiting for the stealth spy plane to enter the Tower of Babel and find Dr. Hyde, and then directly teleport into contact with him, but if If there is a problem with Sibylla, then the next action must be considered.
Zhao Sida seemed to understand what he was thinking. She looked at the people below who gradually regained their composure under the effect of cognitive modification and began to try to rescue them according to their own ideas.
The doll girl answered expressionlessly: Manager, are you going to change the original plan?
Wu Ming unexpectedly turned his head and glanced at the doll girl, and then nodded: contacting Hyde is still the top priority, but now that Sibylla has been suspended for unknown reasons, the opportunity is rare, and we should be more active.
specific? Zhao Sida tilted her head, and the data flow in her eyes turned into question marks as she looked at Wu Ming.
Go down from here first.
clear.
Lao Zhao, what are you doing?
Jumping off the building is the fastest way
Don't don't don't don't! ! ! ah!
Tower of Babel, seventy-seventh floor.
After discovering that the artificial intelligence Sibylla suddenly stopped, Dr. Hyde, who was in a meeting to arrange the next work direction of each department, decisively terminated the meeting and asked all departments to immediately enter a state of emergency and activate emergency plans for preparation. He then left behind a slightly chaotic The heads of departments hurriedly left the venue and walked quickly towards the high-speed elevator.
Johnson from the Special Mission Support Section of the new department also walked out of another corridor, striding to keep up with Dr. Hyde who was walking quickly.
Dr. Hyde glanced at Johnson lightly and asked succinctly: How is the situation?
All work directed by Sibylla was put on hold. Johnson also looked solemn at this moment. He first summarized the current situation in one sentence, and then gave a relatively detailed report. All tools, equipment, and operations with Sibila as the dominant player were stopped. All vehicles' automatic driving systems failed. The public transportation operating system has also stopped running. The good news is that these vehicles are equipped with emergency stop components. After the Sybilla crash, the transportation vehicles have completely stopped operating in accordance with safety protocols. The bad news is that public transportation is currently completely paralyzed. Everyone is now You just have to walk wherever you want to go.
At the same time, the batch of automatic medical robots managed and dispatched by Sibila in major hospitals have also stopped running. Many of them stopped suddenly on the operating table. It is not known how big the psychological shadow of those patients is now.
Sibylla and her anthropomorphic butler were both in an unresponsive state. At the same time, the civilian network experienced a mysterious phenomenon of being unable to connect. The drone conducting high-altitude patrols in the Mars Building, the Lunar Landing Building, and several high-rise buildings crashed, causing serious casualties.
It has only been half an hour since the change in Sibylla broke out, but it was enough for the newly established Special Mission Support Section with eyes and ears all over the place to collect a lot of useful information. But the more information that is sent back, the better the understanding. The current situation, the more Johnson feels about the current situation: In short, the people are talking and talking about the current situation, causing quite a commotion.
The relevant emergency plan has been implemented and will be implemented in accordance with the plan soon. Dr. Hyde nodded after hearing this, without any intention of slowing down. As if he could see the worry in Johnson's heart, he comforted him coldly: Don't worry, although Sibylla's downtime caused a lot of chaos, the crime coefficient algorithm , automatic management system, the entire logistics support, government affairs system and communication system have not been greatly hindered, and we have already had emergency plans for this, and the situation will definitely be under control in the end.
The crime coefficient algorithm, the automatic management system of the entire resource area, the transportation of raw materials, the government management system, the communication guarantee and the guarantee of living supplies have not been greatly affected. They all have an independent operating system, although some programs and Systems and Sibylla are interrelated with each other, and some are completely independent and physically separated. But in the final analysis, these are programs and systems that do not need to rely on Sibylla to operate, unlike those programs and systems whose operating bodies are controlled by Sibylla. The work is different, so even if the super artificial intelligence Sibylla is in a shutdown state, at most it will only reduce their efficiency a little, but it will not paralyze the entire program system.
As they spoke, the two of them had already entered the high-speed elevator. Dr. Hyde reached out and pressed several special buttons on the elevator. Then the small square box under the button keys was opened, revealing a blue contact screen inside, which was constantly refreshing. Various data are waiting for the opener to undergo biometric authentication. This is a necessary test to access the special floor. Only those who have passed the vital signs and authorization information can go to the special floor.
Hyde stretched out his hand and pressed it on the screen for biometric identification, using his most advanced
The authorization level was passed quickly, and the elevator door slowly closed and moved downwards without pressing the floor button.
In the small space, only the sound of the elevator running at high speed could be heard. At this time, Johnson couldn't help but ask: Hyde, what are we doing?
However, before he could say the question, Hyde shook his head and interrupted what Johnson was about to say: Johnson, my old friend, how are your working habits in the Special Mission Support Section lately? Is it going well?
Johnson, who has worked with him for a long time and has a very good understanding of each other, understood what the other party meant with just this question, and followed his words and changed the topic: He is recovering, after all, he hasn't done this kind of thing for several years. The relevant skills are a bit unfamiliar, but I have work experience in this area and many old friends are willing to join, so the progress so far has been smooth.
That's good, after all, the enemy won't wait for us. Dr. Hyde said as he raised his head and glanced at the plain and mediocre metal-colored elevator ceiling. Sometimes, in order to relieve the boredom and crowding when taking high-speed elevators and to take care of people with claustrophobia, Sibylla would use projection technology to make the inside of the elevator car It presents a different landscape, but now with her downtime, this function has also been suspended. Remember, your enemies are cunning intelligent creatures just like us, and they are powerful, so anyone can be your enemy. , anywhere may be a dangerous place, all your actions and plans must not be leaked, and everyone must be treated as an imaginary enemy.
Johnson took a deep look at Hyde, his mind racing with thoughts, and finally nodded: I understand.
Ding
The crisp ringtone brought the two of them back to Sibylla's unusual conversation. Johnson subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the floor prompt, but there were no numbers on the screen, and it was completely black.
Dr. Hyde glanced at Johnson. As the elevator door slowly opened, a mechanized science fiction scene was displayed in front of the latter. Hyde showed a smile, walked out of the elevator, opened his hands and said: Welcome to the real Tower of Babel, here It is Sibylla's secret base.
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