Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

“The monitoring has been deleted. ”

Pan-Asian First Fleet Command Centre.

Sitting in front of a holographic computer, information technology experts pushed glasses and continued in a concerted manner.

“… and the very clean kind of deletion, all traces are erased and there is no data left. ”

“Deleted?” The Commander frowned slightly, "what about the backup in the black box? ”

“... although that sounds a little bit daunting, looking at the timeline marker, the black box stopped writing the data minutes after we confirmed the flight was hijacked. It's like something turned it off. ”

The people in the command room looked at each other and saw an incredible look in each other's eyes.

Especially engineers from Pan-Asian Airlines and East Asian Heavy Industries, whose faces are more constipated and unbelievable.

Turning off the black box is not a difficult thing.

But in the course of the flight, the black box is closed through unusual means, and this is a major “accident”.

But then again, a normal hijacking, they haven't figured out exactly what happened on flight N-177 yet, and it's an incredible thing in itself.

“Of course the most inconceivable thing is not this… I cracked some unclaimed biomimetic memories and found traces of artificial changes in them. ”

When heard from an information technology expert, the commander with arms frowned.

“Artificial change? ”

“Well... although the trace of the change cannot be erased, I still haven't figured out exactly where the change is. Hackers who hacked into these memories carefully erased all operating records, and I even suspected… that these signs of invasion might have been linked to the hijacking itself. ”

The staff member pondered for a while and said.

“Although there was no surveillance footage, from the scene of the fighting, the biomimetics were shot by hijackers' rifles. Logically, there is no need for hijackers to shoot these creatures for no reason… Will someone exploit the loopholes in these creature systems to attack those hijackers? ”

“Impossible," the information technology expert categorically vetoed, "from the underlying logic of AI, biomimics are banned from attacking humans. If your hypothesis is valid, the problems we face are probably worse than the hijacking itself. ”

To some extent, large-scale biomimetic applications have significantly filled the labour shortage caused by population ageing in East Asia. These imitators, while lacking creativity, are sufficiently obedient and therefore have unique advantages in the service industry and in purely manual labour.

In the 22nd century, the average level of education in the pan-Asian region, the low-end and high-intensity work carried out by biomimicrys, was also something that the general population did not want to do at all.

It can be said that the breakthrough in biomimicry has amplified, to some extent, pan-Asian cooperation and even prosperity in various regions of the world.

However, all this presupposes that it is based on the security of biomimicry technology itself.

Once biomimetics are no longer safe, they are likely to face not only a high-value-added industrial chain that has been severely damaged, but also hundreds of millions of time bombs. These bombs have been integrated into all corners of society, without even the possibility of dismantling them.

The loss of biomimetic pan-Asian cooperation will simultaneously fall into the dual trap of labour shortages and rising production price indices. Even the volume of economies cooperating with Trans-Asia makes it difficult to continue the current fiscal model of high welfare, high public utility spending.

Thus, even if it were known that such a possibility existed, the vast majority of people were simply reluctant to make such assumptions.

Obviously also aware of this, the commander slightly coughed and forcibly ended the subject.

“The thing is that someone hacked into the biomimetic system, using those biomimetics as human shields to hold back those hijackers… In any case, this is nothing more than a hijacking incident. I'll do a report later, and if anyone on the side of the security service is interested, let them know. That's what they do. I nevertheless recommend that this matter be set aside and that there be a special period of time in which passengers on board can be tolerated whatever action they take. ”

“Nonetheless, there are some things I still can't relax about," Yang Wu frowned and pondered for a while to continue, “I want to meet that person. ”

Commander: “Who? ”

Yang Wu: “The one who retrieved the flight from the hijacker and contacted us in the cockpit. Intuition tells me he should know something. ”

A bitter smile appeared on the commander's face.

Intuition?

Does that still have to be intuitive?

Everyone knows that Flight N-177 can be rescued and must have something to do with him.

First we killed the hijackers, then divinely calculated the best course to use the slingshot effect to slow down, and a set of textbook-level operations turned everyone upside down. Especially the latter, until now, space technologists from the Pan-Asian First Fleet still cannot believe that such complex mathematical models can be calculated by the human brain.

If it weren't for that person, they would have stood at a press conference and apologized in the face of society-wide questions.

Curiosity, however, is another matter.

Under the law of trans-Asian cooperation, the fleet has no enforcement powers and they cannot summon or investigate citizens of any member State without authorization.

“Let's leave this matter to the intelligence services, and we'll just investigate the evidence collected at the scene. ”

Yang Wu still said reluctantly: "Can you tell me who he is? I would like to visit him privately. ”

Commander: "There should be some identification on the flight… but I don't recommend you do this, it involves civil privacy. If he had to go online, your situation would be very embarrassing. ”

Yang Wu frowned and felt a thorny feeling.

He didn't want to visit that person out of curiosity, he felt like he couldn't put it down.

As for where that feeling came from, he could not say for sure.

At this moment, in the holographic television beside the wall, a live broadcast of the interview was being shown. Yang Wu's gaze accidentally landed on the person in the holographic screen.

Squeezing his eyes, Yang Wu subconsciously took two steps toward the holographic screen.

I don't know if it's a delusion, but he always thought this face was familiar.

It's like I've seen it somewhere...

“- Hero, may I ask your name? ”

Faced with the interview with his camera and pen, the person in the camera opened his mouth and hesitated for two seconds.

Soon, however, the hesitation and confusion dissipated completely from his eyes.

It was also at this moment that Yang Wu's pupils contracted instantly and numbered this familiar face, and a fragment of his memory.

It was a legend a long time ago.

Longer than he came from 2050...

Ever since he was a kid, the elders have always put that name on their mouths and inspired themselves with that person's story —— or legend.

As if to attest to the shock in his heart, the man in the lens slowly opened his mouth.

“I'm an ark. ”

“from a century ago. ”

“… a lot seems to have happened in my absence in this century. ”

“Thank you for waiting. ”

“I'm back. ”

Tens of kilometres away, a pair of chopsticks crashed onto the table.

A man with a strong face stared dead at the news on the holographic screen with tears in his eyes.

Standing beside him, an old man with wrinkles widened his mouth and unconsciously cried.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he whispered and whispered to himself.

“… I have to tell the elders this news… No, what am I talking about, it's been 22 centuries… He's been gone for a long time. ”

I didn't hear Director Li at all. Wang Peng just muttered to himself.

“He's not dead...”

Dusty memories flashed like a walking lantern, like he was back in the desert a century ago.

Standing in a rubble, he almost gave up survival until he desperately pulled out a broken screen wrist computer from beneath the rubble yellow sand...

He considered 10,000 possibilities.

Never thought he could be alive.

Even less did I think that we would meet again after a century...

LaGrand Point Military Base.

Watching the news, Brigadier Lee Gao Liang pushed his chair away and stood up.

The Ark!

It's an ark!

People may not recognize him, but he can!

Standing beside him, the soldiers were staring at him.

Looking at Li Gaoliang, who was excited there, his deputy swallowed his mouth and asked unknowingly.

“Sir... what's wrong with you? ”

“... nothing! I told you you didn't understand either.” Staring at the person on the screen, Li Gaoliang squeezed his fist and finally waved his hand with excitement. “Prepare the carrier. I'm going back to Earth! ”

Right now, on Earth.

Not far from Jinling Sky Airport, at the old site of Jinling Institute of Higher Studies, a biomimetic guide who was smiling to introduce visitors to the places where the academicians had worked before suddenly stopped.

Throwing his gaze into the sky not far away, the mechanical pupil with no emotion suddenly fluttered.

It's him!

It's the owner!

He's finally back!