Scholar's Advanced Technological System

Chapter 1615: Nowhere To Go

[That is a miracle in human history.

[Ever since we walked upright, to the first flames that ignited in the forests, to the pyramids on the banks of the Nile, and to the Great Wall of China, we have conquered the lands more than once, but this is the first time we have conquered the sky and the ocean at the same time.

[This is the territory of Uranus and Poseidon. On the place where the stars shine on the ocean waves, I saw their palace and the conqueror who planted the flag there.

[Perhaps I should use more specific words to describe everything I saw, but all descriptive words seem so redundant. I don't want to use too many words to describe them, because the shock that goes deep into the soul can only be felt when you step on the steel fortress and touch it with your hands…

[I have never looked forward to that day so seriously until now.

[The day when the tower would finally be built.]

The pen in Hamilton's hand stopped. Sitting at the desk, he let out a sigh, gently waved his right hand, and dispersed the holographic light and shadow projected on the desk.

Almost a week had passed since the trip to Penglai City.

Over this week, he was also invited to go to the Nirvana Space Station on the geosynchronous orbit.

To be honest, he was so shocked by everything in front of him that he almost forgot to press the shutter button in his hand.

Thanks to his professionalism, he pressed the shutter under the reflection of muscle memory and got a set of precious photographs.

Thanks to these photos, the press release at his hand, which had been revised more than a dozen times, could look a little more formal rather than sounding like a fantasy novel or poem…

A beautiful voice floated from the door behind him.

"Sir, it's time to eat."

"I see, Celia, I'll be there soon."

After Hamilton responded, he got up from his chair, left the study room, and went to the bathroom to wash his face. He then went to the kitchen.

When he arrived in the kitchen, a woman in her apron, who looked like she was in her early twenties, had already put the prepared sandwiches and snacks on the table. She even added a slice of lemon and a few ice cubes to his drink.

Adding a slice of lemon to gin or whiskey had been a habit of his for many years. Apart from himself, Celia was the only one who knew of this habit.

After Hamilton sat down at the dining table, Celia took off her apron and hung it aside. She sat quietly across from him, watching him enjoy dinner.

She was not a real human. She was a housekeeping robot created by Hippocampus Group, so she did not need to eat.

As for how she came into this home…

It was related back to the riots that spread around the world a year ago.

Because of the serious mistakes in the prevention and control of the ALPHA virus, the entire Western world was filled with fear of robots and AI. Even though the North Sea Alliance was not the "epicenter" of the ALPHA virus, it was still affected.

Back then, she was abandoned on the street. She was supposed to be sent for destruction, but Hamilton, who was following up on reporting the virus incident, took her in.

Perhaps because of his career, he, who was engaged in scientific news reports, was not as afraid of AI as ordinary people, so this adoption continued to this day.

Celia was very grateful for the warmth he gave to her, even though there were not many emotions embedded in her software…

"Are you thinking about something?"

There was a slight pause in the hand holding the sandwich. Hamilton said after a while, "You can tell?"

Celia looked intently at her owner who was sitting opposite her as she said softly, "It's written on your face."

"Really?" Putting down the sandwich in his hand, Hamilton sighed softly and muttered to himself, "It looks like if you live alone for a long time, you start showing your emotions on your face."

After a long silence, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Celia, who was sitting across from him.

"Celia."

"Yes, Mr. Hamilton."

"Want to move houses?"

Celia cast a confused gaze at him.

"Why are you suddenly planning to move?"

"Because I want to try a new life." Hamilton was silent for a while. He continued, "Of course, I haven't made a decision yet. After all… you are also a member of this family, and I have to ask other family members before making a decision."

"Me?"

With her index finger pressed against her lower lip, Celia seemed to be thinking about this issue seriously.

For a moment, Hamilton suddenly had an illusion that what was sitting in front of him was not artificial intelligence but a living human being.

He stared at her for a long time.

Celia's face suddenly burst into a smile. In a gentle voice, she said softly, "Wherever you go, I will go with you."

…

After the completion of the Nirvana and Penglai City, related news reports were released one after another, and this exciting news quickly spread to all corners of the earth and even reached the distant Mars.

Even in the most remote and inconspicuous colonies, news about the completion of the first phase of the space elevator could be heard.

In the deepest part of the virtual reality network, a conference room was hidden in a sea of data. The atmosphere was as rigid as ice cubes, and people could feel the cold and severeness.

Looking blankly at the other senior foundation executives sitting at the conference table, the mysterious man in a gray cloak spoke with a heavy voice.

"The current situation is very serious for us.

"The first phase of the space elevator project has been completed. Coupled with the recent breakthrough in warp travel navigation technology, the Pan-Asian Cooperation's control of the globe and even the world beyond the Earth-Moon system will rise to an unprecedented level. Our living space is bound to be squeezed.

"And just yesterday, I received a message from an informant. After the Pan-Asian Cooperation solves the problem of faster than light communication, they will try to regain control of all colonies on Mars, space stations, and asteroid colonial outposts.

"Everyone, Mars is our last base…

"If we lose this place again. I believe I don't need to talk about the consequences."

One year after the ALPHA virus incident, The Spirit of The Universe Foundation was investigated by the Pan-Asian Security Bureau. This kind of investigation was not only limited to the territory of the Pan-Asian Cooperation. The agents of the Security Bureau even contacted law enforcement teams of other regional alliances, so the foundation's headquarters that were set up in neutral countries were also discovered.

There was also a terrifyingly strong mutated warrior…

Although there was no direct evidence to prove that he had undergone some special genetic modification, anyone strong enough to single-handedly take away the combat effectiveness of one of their bases had to have some kind of advanced power.

As a last resort, they had to withdraw from Earth and moved their headquarters to a Mars colony farther than Guanghan City. Seeking to make a comeback, they set up the new headquarters in two places—New Virginia and Tiangong City.

However, if faster than light navigation and communication technologies were really realized, coupled with the space elevator as a catalyst, the Pan-Asian Cooperation would undoubtedly have a realistic basis for the implementation of the direct management of remote colonies.

When the time arrived, even if they were not discovered, they would completely lose their last hope of resistance.

When saying these words, in addition to a deep sense of powerlessness, Gray Cloak's heart was also full of anger and unwillingness.

In his opinion, they were close to the edge of victory.

If it weren't for the guy who came from nowhere and cut off their victory, the ALPHA virus would dominate over the robotics industry chain, and they could use this power to completely destroy the order on Earth!

By then, they would only need to hold up a banner of order and appear in front of people as a savior. An idealist regime dominated by a new religion would be established on this planet. Relying on people's panic, it would establish faith that could rule the world…

They wouldn't have to hide behind the scenes. They could stand upright in front of the stage and use power comparable to gods to control everything they see.

"If it weren't for that guy who came out of nowhere…"

Sitting next to Gray Cloak, White Mask gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words.

However, at this moment, a soft cough suddenly came from the conference table.

"So…

"Who is the guy?"

The meeting room fell silent for a moment. Pairs of eyes glanced in the direction of the voice.

An old man who they had never seen before was sitting among them.

His skinny and shriveled appearance was like a corpse that crawled out of a grave. If it weren't for the eyeballs moving around, no one would think he was still alive.

White Mask gulped. He looked at the old man who was watching him and couldn't help but feel alarmed.

Even in the virtual world, the old man's appearance was creepy.

However, it was not this that really made him feel uneasy; it was that his instincts told him that the old man sitting here was different from the rest…

No matter what kinds of virtual bodies they had, they were still living humans, but he couldn't feel a trace of life behind the old man's body.

He was like a ghost…

Gray Cloak stared at the old man intently. He then narrowed his eyes involuntarily.

Why does this guy…

Look familiar?