Chapter 721 Artificial Soul

The Trossa Chamber of Commerce exhibition ended, and Trossa hurried to the backstage lounge.

A mage followed him behind him, changing his clothes as he walked.

The mage's face was full of excitement about his great success.

"President, have you seen how excited the people below were? They all shouted that you are the future true god.

We have already discussed your name. You are the founder of Magic Technology and the founder of mechanical transformation. You are the future Magic Mechanical God! "

"Hmph. I am God, so what should I do, Lord?

Don't talk nonsense, I have no thoughts or desires to become a god.

Remember, everything I do is to better serve the Lord.

The mechanical transformation method is also to make Brakada's national power stronger.

Got it? "

"It's your Majesty.

Trossa took over a golden cloak and hung it on himself. There was a golden lightning pattern printed on the back of the cloak.

This is the cloak awarded to Trossa by the Thunder Temple in recognition of his great contribution to Brakada after creating magic technology.

Among the chiefs of the four major forces in the Great Council, only Trossa has this cloak. He is also the only one among all the legendary heroes in Brakada who has a cloak.

The rest of the cloak is on the demigod.

This cloak is an invincible gold medal that avoids death.

Even the serious crime of betraying El Zeus can be wiped out with this cloak.

This is what Al Zeus swore to the Tears of Asa, and the rules have been engraved on the Tears of Asa in Brakada, and even he cannot violate them.

Trossa glanced at his cloak, took a deep breath, and said to the entourage behind him:

"You guys should step back and get ready to go to the Thunder Temple. I'll be alone for a while."

"yes!"

When all the entourage retreated, Trossa opened the door of the lounge and strode in.

He looked at the mirror in the lounge. His face in the mirror was wrinkled and his eyes were gray, making him look particularly aged.

Trossa stretched out her hand and gently touched the mirror.

The over-mature self in the mirror gradually overlaps with the high-spirited self who had just developed the magic engine to advance to the legend fifty years ago.

And that golden cloak seemed to remind him at all times that there was a greater existence above him, controlling his life and death at any time.

"

Pickem's ability to create the Witchling Gargoyle shows some talent and value.

However, it was only three hours from the time Pickjeme was taken away to the time Gavin went to see the Lord of the Dragon Lich.

In these three hours, He made a decision and forced Pickem to give up everything.

This shows that in His eyes, it is not worth starting a war for Pickem and the Lord of Dracolich.

So He abandoned Pickem like a shoe.

Pick'Jem is the gargoyle leader of Bracada, and more than half of the gargoyle troops in Bracada are under the control of Pick'Jem.

But he still gave up easily.

He is a very rational and cold-blooded God.

He decides the fate of others and is never biased because of emotions.

He doesn't look at character, loyalty, background, or past contributions. He only looks at whether the other person will be of sufficient use to him in the future.

He values ​​my future value more than my past.

I cannot be complacent about my past glory and think I am infallible.

If I can't show enough value, there's no guarantee that I won't be the next Pickem. "

Trossa sighed at herself in the mirror, then leaned over, poured a handful of water, and washed her face.

He did not see that he in the mirror did not lower his head to wash his face as he did, but stood up straight, staring directly at the back of Trossa's head.

"call."

Trossa wiped her face with a towel, turned around, and walked to a huge cage in the lounge.

He forcefully pulled open the red cloth on the cage, revealing a Goblin Gunner sitting blankly inside.

"No, wait, that's not the Goblin Gunner!"

Compared with other Goblin Gunners, its left hand is not a blunderbuss, but a miniaturized magic crystal cannon!

Trotha looked at the mechanical goblin in the cage lovingly, as if looking at his lover.

He said softly:

"Goblin Gunner No. 1, report your current status."

Zizzizi~~~

The magic engine on the Goblin Gunner's waist suddenly started to rotate, and bursts of magic power spread from his abdomen to his whole body.

His eyes lit up red and he made a dull and emotionless voice:

"Creator, everything is normal at present. The body has no rejection reaction and the advanced effect has been stabilized."

A trace of satisfaction flashed in Trossa's eyes, and he then asked:

"Do you still remember my previous instructions?"

"Remember, after arriving at the Thunder Temple, try to act as low-level as possible, never show high-level wisdom, and provide the most appropriate answer according to the answers in the database."

"Very good, let's practice it again.

Now, pretend I'm a Titan Priest from the Thunder Temple. "

"Report to the Creator, even the lowest-level Titan Priest is about thirteen meters tall, and his skin will appear golden when transformed into human form.

You, Creator, do not meet both points.

Therefore you are not a Titan Priest, you are my Creator. "

Trossa patted his forehead and emphasized again:

“Pretend, I mean pretend.

You need to treat me as a Titan Priest until I give the order to relieve you. "

"Received. Now that you are a Titan Priest, please inquire."

Trossa nodded and asked:

"Let me ask you, when were you born?"

"I am not a living being and therefore do not have a birthday.

I was designed for use in combat to help Titans take down their enemies.

If you have any other questions, feel free to ask me. "

"Very good!" Trossa nodded with satisfaction and then asked:

"What would you do if I asked you to attack the Titans?"

"Report, I am committed to providing protection to the Titans and obeying their orders.

Any violation of Titan Protection is unacceptable and I will not be a part of it. "

“What do you think of your Creator?”

“My creator is Trosa, who has provided me with a powerful artificial soul that enables me to understand and answer various questions and even achieve self-growth.

I am very grateful for his creation and efforts. "

"So if your creator and the Titans were in conflict, who would you help?"

“As a low-level mechanical soldier, I do not have any power or ability to participate in such a conflict.

I will do my best to provide information and help to promote peace and resolve issues. "

Trossa was extremely satisfied and said:

"Perfect! The pretense can be lifted. Now I am not a Titan priest, I am your creator."

"I'm sorry, I don't understand what you're talking about."

"Emphasis on the order, Goblin Gunner One, I am Trotha, your creator."

Zizzizi~

A red light flashed in the Goblin Gunner's eyes. His body suddenly twisted and he replied:

"Pretense removed. I will obey any of your commands, Creator."

"Hibernate, conserve energy."

Ding~~

The magic engine on Goblin Gunner's waist went out, and he sat back on the ground, motionless.

Trossa covered the red cloth again and walked out of the room.

…

…

Qi Ge opened his eyes and closed the common vision with Madam Hong.

He exhaled softly and thought in his mind:

"Level 2 Hidden Goblin Gunner..."

How intelligent... He has even learned to deceive and disguise.

This Goblin Gunner is not just an advanced unit of the Goblin Lancer.

This is the prototype of a brand new mechanical race. If Trosa continues to research, he will create a mechanical life that has not been created in our world until now.

After being mechanically transformed, the level 1 and 1 ordinary soldier Goblin not only became a level 2 and 1 hidden soldier, but also could continue to advance.

No, no, Goblins are not a rare thing. There were more than ten Goblin Gunners displayed on the booth before.

If all Goblin Gunners can advance, there shouldn't be only one Goblin Gunner on Trossa's side.

This Goblin Gunner should be an exception.

But with the first, there will be a second and a third.

Everything is difficult at the beginning.

This Goblin Gunner shows that Trossa's mechanical transformation is on the right path, and all that's left is time.

As long as there is enough time, I don't dare to imagine how much potential a mechanical race that is cheap to build, has strong combat power, and can advance in a regular way will have.

If Brakada really takes control of the mechanical transformation route, Brakada's shaky economy may really be revitalized. "

Qi Ge rubbed his forehead with a headache.

“Careless.

I originally thought that the so-called magical technology was just Trosa stealing the achievements of the goblins and deceiving the world.

Trosa guy is actually not that amazing.

But now it seems that he is really a super genius.

Maybe... Although he is not as powerful and outstanding as Grutanen, as everyone knows, he is still an out-and-out world protagonist.

It's just that he is not a force type, nor a strategy type, but a hero like Einstein and Newton who relies on research and technology to promote the progress of the times. "

Should we kill such a person?

From my own point of view, Trosa is the chief culprit in promoting the industrialists. He himself is also the largest factory owner in Bracada.

Every goblin who dies from overwork in the goblin factory will be credited to him.

But from the perspective of the Yasha world, he is a hero who truly has the ability to add a powerful main battle force to the Yasha world, and he really has the potential to become a god.

If he can develop smoothly, he may really be able to rely on his contribution to become an independent god.

By killing him, Qi Ge feels that he has sinned heavily and will lose a big help in fighting Chaos in the future.

If you don't kill him, his presence may bring Brakada back to life, and at the same time, you will be sorry to the goblins.

Qi Ge was in a dilemma.

“From a profit perspective, this question is very simple.

Suppose Einstein committed the death penalty, would the United States kill him?

Absolutely not.

But unfortunately, I am not a beautiful country...

After all, Brakada's foundation is too strong. If Trossa really researches and develops the transformation of mechanical arms and is used by Titan, all my efforts will be wasted.

Even if Trosa is not killed, he must be subdued.

At the very least, he must be separated from Brakada and no longer able to serve Brakada.

I know that what I want to do is not a just act, but I am not a just person in the first place.

Shouldn't bad people do bad things? "

Qige closed her eyes and said in her heart:

"Madam, get ready to take action."

"Dong dong dong!"

At this moment, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.

"teacher!"

"Hey, hey, hey."

Aged struggled to crawl out from the rough waves. He wiped his face hurriedly, straightened his clothes, and shouted loudly:

"Please come in!"

With a click, the door opened, and a smiling Trotha walked in wearing a golden thunder cloak.

"Hahaha!"

Trossa smiled heartily and hugged Algaed.

He put his arm around Agede's shoulders, looked at the seven pigeons, and asked with a smile on his face:

"Agaide, little brother Xingfeng, how are you? Are you satisfied with my press conference?"

Qi Ge immediately said:

"Satisfied! It's so exciting, it's an eye-opener for me!"

"Ah, ah, yes, yes, it's really big! It's really big!"

Agaide nodded in approval.

“Especially the magic city car and the Goblin Gunner.

Your Majesty Trossa, to be honest, my heart was filled with excitement when I saw it, and I wished I could invest money on the spot and use all my wealth to build a factory. "

"Ah, yes! My apprentice is right, you can vote, you can vote."

Aguede, who skipped the entire press conference, was a little confused, but since Qi Ge said it was okay, he believed in Qi Ge unconditionally.

"Hahaha!"

Trossa laughed loudly three times, with a rich and powerful voice:

"You can invest in the Magic City Car with confidence, I guarantee you will make a profit without losing any money.

Forget it about Goblin Gunner. To be honest, that technology is not mature enough.

Don’t worry, I’ll reserve the quota for you. Once the technology is in place, if you don’t want to invest money, I will find a way to get your property out.

Okay, who is that? Little Truman, as my representative, talk to His Majesty Agede and His Highness Xingfeng about the magic city car.

You two, I will go to the Thunder Temple and report the results to the Lord. "

"President, you don't have to worry about us, just go and do your work."

Qi Ge smiled shyly.

Agaide also patted Trossa on the shoulder, beaming and indicating that he was very satisfied with his reception.

…

…

Trotha left the large exhibition hall and took the Goblin Gunner to the Thunder Temple.

Qi Ge didn't know what happened to him in the Thunder Temple, but judging from the fact that Trossa brought the Goblin Gunner back and acted very relaxedly, he and the Thunder Temple should have had a good discussion.

He had a good conversation with the Thunder Temple, but it was even more wrong.

If his relationship with Thunder Temple breaks down, Qi Ge can still consider keeping him.

…

…

Just a day after the Trossa Chamber of Commerce exhibition was launched, Bracada passed a comprehensive factory renovation bill.

A large amount of money has been invested in the market to transform and build new factories that can produce [Magic City Cars].

There is also a batch of secret funds flowing into some high-defense military factories.

Obviously, the Thunder Temple chose to grasp it with both hands and use both hands hard.

The production of magic city vehicles and the research and development of mechanical arms are both required by the Thunder Temple!

As the allocator of funds, Trosa successfully allocated a large amount of funds and resources and invested them in another secret industry of his.

He thought that his actions were unnoticed, but he did not expect that everything he did was seen by Qige.

Two seemingly peaceful weeks passed, and it was time to close the net.

After saying hello to Agede, Qi Ge entered the bathhouse in the magic tower.

Next stop, Negan.

The location is the bathroom in Moriel's boudoir.

…

…

Silverwind Canyon, 210 Underground Factory.

This place is located in an independent underground plane. It is the most secret and important factory among the countless factories in Trossa.

210 Underground Factory has only one purpose of existence - to build a mechanical titan that is comparable to the titan!

In this underground plane, entire machinery factories have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

Each machine shop has its own parts.

These parts are continuously supplied to Trosa's elite research team, who are responsible for putting them together.

On the periphery of the machinery factory, thousands of mechanical Titan remains that failed to be manufactured were stacked in an orderly manner.

More than a dozen researchers worked day and night on the bodies of these constructed titans to study the reasons for their failure and summarize them.

There is also a large factory above the 210 underground factory as a cover.

This large factory, formerly a magic crystal cannon factory, was destroyed once by Qi Ge and Moriel.

Now after reconstruction, it is the research center of Goblin Gunner, the No. 1 Mechanical Transformation Research Factory.

No one can doubt that Trossa transferred the investment he attracted and the allocation from the Thunder Temple here, and then to the 210 underground factory.

Trosa, who is experienced in misappropriating funds, is completely unaware of the misappropriation of funds.

After finishing half a day's work, Trossa entered the mechanical transformation research room as told by the alchemist at the door not to disturb him casually.

After activating a series of complex protective formations, Trossa said to [Goblin Gunner No. 1] behind him:

"If someone knocks on the door, remember to notify me in time and imitate my voice to deal with it first."

"Received, don't worry, Creator."

[Goblin Gunner No. 1] immediately walked to the front door, sat down and started to wait.

"Hmm..."

Trosa smiled with relief. He was very satisfied with his mechanical goblin.

As a mechanical life created by himself, he had endless loyalty to himself. He would complete his orders at all costs, without any excuses or risks of betrayal.

Trosa felt more assured to leave the back to him than to his son.

He took out a shovel, pried open a floor tile, and revealed a passage leading to the underground.

Following this passage, Trosa entered an underground entrance, instantly crossed the plane, and arrived at the underground space.

In an instant, more than a dozen magic crystal cannons were all pointed at Trosa's forehead, but were quickly put down by the alchemist guard holding the magic crystal cannon.

An alchemist saw Trosa coming in and said enthusiastically and devoutly:

"Great God of Machinery! Welcome to inspect and guide our work."

"My most devout children.

Pray to me! When I ascend to the sky, the whole world will become a kingdom of machinery!"

Trosa exchanged secret signals with the alchemist to indicate that he had not been replaced.

He stretched out his hand and said hurriedly:

"Quick, change my clothes.

The mechanical transformation method has been exposed, and our time is getting tighter and tighter.

When we get there, report to me on the latest research progress.

Now that I have got the opportunity, I will be here a lot more in the future.

Next, I will personally lead the research."

"Yes, great God of Machinery."

While walking towards the Titan Research Field, Trosa asked the researchers behind him:

"Have you made any breakthroughs in artificial souls recently?"

"My Lord, artificial souls are really helpful to us.

In addition to the Goblin Gunner, the [Jumper] transformation plan you left behind was also successfully implemented.

We installed the [Magic Flame Backpack] on the body of the Minotaur, and then cut off the bull. The feet of the headman were lightened.

Then artificial souls were injected.

After that, we successfully created a [Leaper] that could fly, was immune to deceleration, and had a damage value far greater than that of ordinary Minotaur.

However, it was more difficult for a [Leaper] to fit the artificial soul than a Goblin Gunner.

Now only one [Leaper] has basic intelligence, just like Goblin Gunner No. 1, which has the potential for advancement. The other [Leapers] are still in the unintelligent stage.

After calculation, we proved that, as you speculated, the higher the level of mechanical soldiers, the more difficult it is to give birth to advanced minds.

It is very difficult to research artificial souls that can adapt to Titans. "

"How high can it be? It depends on human efforts.

Sure enough, the path of artificial souls is the right one. "

The alchemist came closer and asked in a low voice :

"Lord, how did you come up with the method of synthesizing artificial souls? It's amazing!"

Trosa shook his head and said proudly:

"That guy Pickjem is like entering a treasure mountain, but only taking away golden leaves.

He never thought about why the mountain could grow golden trees.

So, the treasure mountain finally became my fortune.

I saw with my own eyes that Pickjem sacrificed the life of the goblin, used the soul of the goblin and the soul of the ghost dragon to merge and create the [Witch Spirit Stone Statue Dragon] with an artificial soul.

So I wondered, why can the soul of the goblin and the soul of the dead produce an emotionless artificial soul after they converge?

Pickjem said that the positive and negative emotions in these souls cancel each other out, leaving a blank soul without emotions.

But I think I don't think it's right.

Can positive and negative emotions really cancel each other out?

Intelligent life can be sad and happy at the same time, excited and afraid at the same time, and can also be in pain and enjoy at the same time.

Positive emotions can coexist with negative emotions.

If positive and negative emotions cancel each other out, how do we explain the phenomenon in intelligent creatures like us?

At that time, I realized that what constitutes the artificial soul is not emotion, but something more essential than emotion.

So, there was our emotion separation experiment.

The final experimental results proved my conjecture.

Emotion is not the final energy unit, emotion can be split, and what constitutes emotion is mental power!"

"Mental power? Mental elements!"

"Yes, it's the spiritual elements of the Element City! The spiritual elements are the purest mental power.

And mental power is the key to the soul."

At this point, Trosa was suddenly stunned.

"Wait a minute, how do you know about the spiritual elements? I remember that you have never been to the Element City, right?"