Become The Guard AI Of The Lost Civilization After Transmigration Chapter 367:1 Will Not Rest Until I Die

Chapter 367:1 Will Not Rest Until I Die

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“…Is this the Miniature Galaxy that the Sentry created?”

Looking at this very familiar thing, the Voyager scientist couldn’t help but ask.

Judging from the design style, this Miniature Galaxy was very similar to the Miniature Galaxy that humans had left behind in the Milky Way. It was so close to being recognized as a relic of humans.

It was a sharp-eyed scientist who discovered the words of the Sentry on the surface of the Miniature Galaxy and determined that the technology was different from some of the details after construction. Only then did he confirm that this Miniature Galaxy was not a human creation.

“However, the technology to build the Miniature Galaxy is not something that ordinary civilizations can master, right? Judging from the previous discoveries in archaeological ruins, the Sentry Organization is at most at the level of an ordinary lost empire. Even the lost empire that sponsored them behind the scenes can’t be much higher than their level.”

“Therefore, we can still reasonably guess that this Miniature Galaxy is directly related to the Enlightened Ones. For example, this technology is indeed from the Enlightened Ones. Didn’t the Administrator say that the Enlightened Ones came here? This technology might have been left here for some purpose.”

The scientists accompanying the s.h.i.+p discussed it for a while. Finally, they focused their attention on the specialist who had studied the Sentry Organization the most, hoping for an explanation.

After carefully studying the words engraved on the Miniature Galaxy, the specialist slowly spoke.

“The final product of the Lights Project—the Lights Miniature Galaxy.”

“This seems to be the name the Sentry Organization gave to this Miniature Galaxy. From this name, we can roughly tell why this is done. Perhaps the Sentry Organization decided to move everything they have into this sub-s.p.a.ce box after being forced into a corner, hoping to sweep through it in the future.”

The specialist interpreted the words on it and quickly attracted the intervention of another scientist.

“But their technology doesn’t seem to be very good. The sub-s.p.a.ce cubic s.p.a.ce distorts the light inside and outside. We can’t observe the inside from the outside, and they can’t observe the outside from the inside. Is this intentional? Then how do they know when they can come out?”

The expert who studied the Sentry Organization shook his head, clearly not knowing the reason.

Perhaps it was just as the scientist had said, the Sentry Organization’s technology wasn’t too good, resulting in such a serious mistake.

However, considering the environment where they were being pressured by the Hunter civilization step by step, this mistake was understandable.

“So, should we find a place to release them? There shouldn’t be anything more accurate than asking them in person, right?” Someone suggested it, but soon, a steady scientist rejected it.

“Let’s wait a little longer. Let’s explore this megastructure first. There might be something worth paying attention to.”

Therefore, after carefully preserving the Miniature Galaxy, the drone continued to explore the megastructure.

The result was within the expectations of the steady scientist. At the top of the megastructure of the lighthouse, a huge computer was discovered.

On the alloy wall beside the computer, the Sentry’s slogan could still be seen engraved row by row.

[When other civilizations collapsed, we stood firm.]

[When other civilizations gave up resisting, we taught them how to fight back.]

With such a computer saved here, the Voyager naturally had to access it and take a look. When they approached it, they found that the computer could still be turned on.

Unlike the broken state of the megastructure itself, this computer seemed to be quite intact. It had all kinds of protective measures. It was obvious that it was used to store some important data.

Without much hesitation, the computer that had been sealed for a long time was connected to the power source again.

The dust was blown into the universe with the operation of the heat dissipation equipment. After a few images flashed on its old screen, it entered the pa.s.sword error interface.

This question was also very simple. “What is our goal?”

Seeing this question, the scientists looked at the specialist in the team who had studied the Sentry the most. The specialist also wrote on the large screen in the Sentry Organization’s language through the drone:

[We are the Sentry, a group of exiles, oppressed, refugees, retired soldiers, and all those who lost their lives in other shocks.]

[We were born with funding. We swore that we would use all our strength and all the a.s.sistance we received to fight against this natural disaster.]

[Whether it’s the Insect Plague, the Void Invasion, or the Hunter, we will fight them until the last moment. No matter how long it takes, no matter if we still exist.]

[…]

The answer to this question was very long, but halfway through the description, it showed that the pa.s.sword was correct, revealing what was hidden in the computer.

“This… Wait a minute. This seems to be the consciousness data?”

Scientists with a deep understanding of computer technology could tell at a glance what those huge amounts of data were.

This result instantly reminded the other Voyagers of something. They then spoke in unison.

“The same method as us? Is the Sentry also preparing to resurrect from the dead?”

The Voyagers were very familiar with this method of preserving consciousness data for regeneration in the future because this was what they had once done to avoid being exterminated by their compatriots. They did not expect to meet a civilization with similar thoughts outside the Milky Way.

“Since consciousness data is stored here, what is stored in the Miniature Galaxy?”

As soon as this question arose in their hearts, they received an answer from the computer.

[As the Lights Project can only preserve a very small amount of civilization tinder, the consciousness database here is still part of our plan.]

[This place contains the consciousness data of all the refugees from other civilizations, including the Sentry, as well as all the technology that has been there all along.]

[At the same time, our consciousness data still contains information about the ancient Enlightened Ones. As long as we find the secrets they left behind, we can also expel all those natural disasters!]

It seemed that most of the consciousness data of the civilizations destroyed by the Hunter were here. They seemed to be waiting for the batch of tinders in the Miniature Galaxy to save them.

At the same time, the Voyager also found clues about the Enlightened Ones. Although they weren’t sure if this was a clue about humans, it was worth searching for.

Therefore, someone could not help but say, “There’s no time to lose. Let’s hurry up and transfer their slumbering consciousness data. 1 remember that we still have a lot of spare bodies. It should be enough to carry this batch.”

However, at this moment, someone stopped him. He was the computer expert and looked at the consciousness data suspiciously.

“Wait a minute. This consciousness data seems a little… too simple?” he said uncertainly.

“Roughly speaking, I can indeed see the feeling of consciousness data, but upon closer inspection, I can’t help but feel that this amount of data doesn’t seem to be able to form a complete consciousness.”

Upon hearing his words, some people speculated.

“Perhaps it’s just that their technology level isn’t high enough and they can only record consciousness with such completeness? Or perhaps their technology far exceeds our imagination and can already simplify consciousness data.”

However, the computer expert felt that something was wrong. He refused to give in, but there was something he could not say.

In the end, it was the leading scientist in the scientific research team who spoke.

“…Stop for a moment. Don’t you think it’s a little strange? Why would they keep such important data in such a place? Even the Miniature Galaxy is here. Is this their last fortress?”

“Of course, this is not considered suspicious. What puzzles me the most is why they left such an introduction message and directly pointed out what is here and what they are hiding.”

“If it’s to keep it a secret, you shouldn’t have said nothing and pretended to be an ordinary computer. Now, it seems that these introductions are more to prevent the discoverer from destroying the data immediately. After all, there seems to be a major secret hidden in it. Everyone would want to explore it.”

The leader’s words made the scientist who specialized in computers suddenly think of a possibility. His gaze on the consciousness data became stranger and stranger.

Then, he said in front of everyone, “I know what’s indescribably suspicious. These consciousness data have an abnormal feeling of being disguised, just like… there’s an electronic virus under its sh.e.l.l.”

As soon as he said this, everyone’s gaze on the big screen changed. They even subconsciously took a step back on the s.p.a.ces.h.i.+p.

“What do you think the chances are?”

“Eighty percent.”

This probability surprised everyone. If this consciousness data was really a disguised electronic virus, it would definitely be triggered during the transfer process.

Although they were confident in their electronic defense, it would definitely be affected.

Since this so-called consciousness database was a trap, what about the Miniature Galaxy?

The Voyagers present thought of this problem at the same time. If the Miniature Galaxy was also a trap, it was debatable whether it was a technical accident or not.

In the end, the Voyager chose a remote and uninhabited deep s.p.a.ce and safely released the sub-s.p.a.ce into the Lights Miniature Galaxy.

In this sub-s.p.a.ce, there was only one star that was about to explode. It was a large amount of bacteria and virus matter that could cover the entire galaxy.

This was not a light but a bomb that used the enemy’s curiosity to pull the enemy to suicide.

The real members of the Sentry Organization had all died in the past, leaving only a small chip that flew out with the release of the sub-s.p.a.ce and was corroded by poisonous substances.

But, as they said in their declaration, their struggle had not stopped, whether they existed or not..