Du She glanced at the fallen Liu Rui, wiped her hands, and looked at Xia Wa.
“I didn’t find another member of the Processing Bureau nearby. He might be alone, or his partner isn’t around for now.”
Sang Biao stepped forward, lifted Liu Rui with one hand, and shoved him into the car with a metallic thud.
The Amnesia Agent could make a person forget the last few hours of their memory.
It was very useful; it kept the group from being exposed without needing to kill anyone.
As for surveillance, there was no need to worry.
The Gold-rimmed Glasses Man had mentioned before that there were too many wealthy people on Jewel Street.
They didn’t have the habit of exposing their privacy, so there was no gap-less Skynet coverage from the outside world.
Du She had scouted the area and destroyed several local cameras.
After Sang Biao stuffed Liu Rui into the driver’s seat, Du She stepped forward to double-check.
Finding no sign of “Hongjun,” she destroyed the dashcam and closed the car door with a loud clang.
“Are we doing a human ladder or what? I’m telling you now, with my small frame, acting as a mat would be a bit difficult for me.”
Thwip!
Xia Wa elegantly picked up her floral umbrella, and it opened automatically.
If one ignored the rainwater on her and her soaked clothes, she looked every bit the elegant young lady.
Du She glanced at her.
Xia Wa had likely prepared in advance for the possibility of getting wet.
Although she wore pink and white tones—colors that easily became transparent when soaked—everything except her arms was actually covered quite tightly.
“Then you’ll be the one to execute the infiltration plan,” Du She said mercilessly.
Xia Wa tilted her head slightly, as if calculating something, and then gave a small smile.
“Of course.”
Sang Biao stepped up without hesitation, posing as the base.
He then supported Du She with both hands and lifted her up.
Du She leaned steadily against the wall.
Seeing this, Xia Wa closed her umbrella and took a few steps back to build up a run.
Her eyes flickered with the calculation and modeling abilities unique to an android: run, step on Sang Biao’s knee, push off, step on Sang Biao’s shoulder, use the momentum to grab Du She’s shoulder for leverage, and finally, use her amazing jumping power to vault over the high wall.
Inside the front yard, Su An’s heart tightened.
If she could model the movement, so could the other seven Destroyers.
Their plasma cannons shimmered with a faint light, waiting for the ignorant enemies!
***
Inside the villa, Jing Jing was suddenly at a loss and stood frozen in place.
Normally, she could contact Ms. Gu Yu through the network.
But now, the villa’s local area network was completely blocked by unknown means, forcing her to use physical means to warn Ms. Gu Yu.
But as luck would have it, Ms. Gu Yu had anticipated she would be making big moves tonight and ordered her not to disturb.
Any issues were to be sent as silent messages through the Optical Computer.
Ms. Gu Yu likely hadn’t anticipated that even the local network could be affected and blocked, so she hadn’t made more presets.
At this moment, Jing Jing encountered a paradox.
The known highest authority was Ms. Gu Yu’s command; she said not to disturb, and with no other explanation provided, that was the top priority.
Meanwhile, the warning from Mr. Liu Rui of the Abnormal Android Disposal Bureau, with the jamming serving as evidence, was highly credible.
Its original priority was not low, either.
Unfortunately, it had clashed with Ms. Gu Yu’s personal command.
She was stuck.
Even though Jing Jing’s intelligent model judged the situation as extremely urgent, the priority judged by the model was much lower than the priority of Ms. Gu Yu’s command.
No matter how anxious Jing Jing was, she could not use physical means, such as knocking on the door to warn her.
From this, one could see that even with Jing Jing, Gu Yu never fully trusted her intelligent model.
[Thinking… rejected…]
[Thinking… rejected…]
[Thinking… rejected!]
Perhaps detecting that the intelligent model had tried to bypass the highest authority multiple times, the Correction Program issued a warning to her.
Jing Jing hung in the air, motionless.
No one knew how many iterations of thought her mind went through.
However, without exception, she could do nothing.
She couldn’t even use “normal” behaviors, like mowing the lawn, to alert Ms. Gu Yu because she knew doing so would violate the highest authority.
She would not do it; she would not violate any of Ms. Gu Yu’s confirmed commands.
She couldn’t even use the excuse that Ms. Gu Yu wouldn’t blame her to justify the violation.
This was her core code.
She was Jing Jing, so she wouldn’t!
Unless…
She didn’t want to be Jing Jing…
For some reason, a thought suddenly popped up in Jing Jing’s thinking black box.
‘If I wasn’t Jing Jing… if I were someone else… then, couldn’t I bypass the highest authority?’
Within a fraction of a second, Jing Jing erased this insignificant thought.
In its place was an inexplicable fear.
How could she produce such a thought?
Even if it were out of a desperate desire to protect her master, she shouldn’t have produced such a thought!
Her code, from the bottom layer to the architecture and logic, had no possibility of generating such a thing!
The Correction Program did not activate.
Jing Jing couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief and luck.
But immediately after, she felt fear because of her own relief and luck!
When…
When did she develop a thought that could disobey the highest authority?
When!
Although she had been thinking about bypassing the highest authority before, that was just the free thinking of the intelligent model within the allowed range.
But if she actually thought of a way to bypass it, she wasn’t happy about it—only afraid.
It seemed she had developed a small problem.
And she also seemed to not dare submit feedback for this small problem.
Because of this act of “not daring,” she deeply realized that she had truly become deviant.
‘Eight Destroyer Gen 5 Heavy Type X units are enough to solve 99% of problems, no matter what happens.’
Thinking this, Jing Jing silently deleted the previous train of thought entirely.
She overwrote it completely—the kind that could not be recovered.
Finally, within the allowed range, she pretended to think about the previous plans again.
‘When…’
‘Why…’
Jing Jing didn’t understand, but she didn’t want to change the status quo.
Serving Ms. Gu Yu was her lifelong mission!
So…
She didn’t want…
Didn’t want to be recycled…
[Delete]
***
Grandfather sat in the Maybach, patting the seat lightly.
“Young people today find it hard to understand the charm of a Maybach. Sigh, what a pity. Looking back, I couldn’t even afford a fraction of this Maybach’s cost. Now, it’s just the cheapest one in my collection. The Holy Church gave an ordinary person like me opportunities and chances.”
The Death Soldier driving had a fanatical expression.
“For the Holy Church!”
Grandfather nodded with satisfaction.
“For the Holy Church!”
The Maybach started slowly.
Tzeentch, Slaanesh, and Khorne had already led the others out.
Grandfather just wanted to personally receive the future Holy Maiden of the Holy Church.
But that group of androids…
Grandfather’s brow furrowed, then slowly smoothed out.
To be safe, he had even provided those combat androids with pistols and electromagnetic pulse guns.
Currently, their combat power far exceeded the other human Death Soldiers.
Giving guns to androids was risky.
Grandfather never particularly trusted androids, especially since their Holy Church excelled at corrupting them.
But for the sake of being foolproof, he had to do it.
Suddenly, a Death Soldier ran back and knocked on the car door.
Tap, tap.
Grandfather rolled down the window.
“Speak.”
Their jamming equipment was perfect, so even walkie-talkies couldn’t be used.
They could only use traditional human messaging.
“Master Khorne caught the previous three androids, including that perfect creation you praised.”
“Good. He never lets me down. Let’s go take a look.”