Was the Krohn Race deceived by the ancient remnants?
The race that the original self encountered after traversing, the one that caused the spirit storm?
Li Zheng scrutinized the blood-red robot's appearance, noting no resemblance to the chanical style of the ancient remnants, in fact, quite the contrary.
"Their reason for deceiving my race was that as long as we produced enough robots and endowed them with intelligence comparable to real humans, we could resolve the spirit storm without the loss of a single soldier." Kuro recalled the literature left by the Krohn Race and narrated slowly, "Because there are fundantal differences between robots and living beings, theoretically, even with intelligence comparable to real humans, they would not be tainted by the negative aspects of the spirit storm, turning into monsters."
"At first, this approach did achieve so results. On several battlefields against the twisted monsters, the initial blood-red robots indeed had a significant impact, crossing the battleground as if it were a no man's land."
"But..."
At this point, a trace of fear crept into Kuro's voice: "Until one day, the final contradiction finally broke out. Because the robots were given the most realistic intelligence and thoughts, they beca discontent with our race's act of sending them to war while hiding behind the lines, and began to rebel against our race.
They used logical circuits to crack the backdoors my race had left in their thought chips, resisting all our orders.
Moreover, after a brief initial phase of mild resistance, the robots eventually resorted to more bloody and violent actions.
But by then, any thods my race tried to restrain them turned into futility."
"Then they occupied the robot production factories, mass-produced robots, and researched consciousness transfer technology?" Li Zheng followed up on Kuro's words.
"That's right." Kuro's voice carried a touch of bitterness, "The robots were smarter than everyone in my race had anticipated. When my race attempted to purchase so EMP weapons against electronic devices from other races, the robots discovered our intent and used the superbrain systems, which my race had bestowed upon them, to collectively deduce tools to counteract EMP weapons."
This truly was a case of lifting a rock only to drop it on one's own foot; the Krohn Race had designed the superbrains for the robots to enhance their agility in combat, yet the robots used the superbrains to deduce tools capable of countering the Krohn Race.
"But even so, it was your Krohn Race who sowed the seeds of this outco. It had nothing to do with the ancient remnants, right?" Li Zheng rubbed his shiny head, the touch was excellent.
"How could it not be related?" Kuro retorted furiously: "The thods of creating robots were taught to my race by them, step by step, enticing my race to develop it extensively!"
That statent seed a bit unreasonable.
In this situation, one can only say: it was a mutual collaboration with intentions on both sides that led to this outco.
To push all the bla onto the ancient remnants seems a bit biased.
"So what happened next?" Li Zheng asked, "How did you get trapped inside the robot bodies?"
"Later..."
For so reason, when Li Zheng brought this up, he saw a look of horror on Kuro's cold and chanical face.
"Later, my race welcod a special guest. He claid to have a solution for the Krohn Race's situation at the ti."
"Oh? Who was that? How did he solve it?" Li Zheng grew interested. Since this person claid to have a solution, why did the Krohn Race end up like this?
"He... he suggested that my race develop a consciousness transfer device, selecting volunteers to sacrifice their consciousness, transferring it into the robots to turn the situation around." Kuro clenched his chanical fists, "But after my race developed the device, he secretly handed the information to the robots. From then on, my race beca this wretched state. The robots wanted my race to experience the despair of using chanical bodies to go to the battlefield and die, frantically capturing my people, transferring consciousness.
My race naturally refused to endure such a fate and rose up in rebellion, only to find out that militarily, we were no match for the robots. The long war left my race severely weakened, with the number of dead beyond calculation.
The number of people whose consciousness was transferred was also a terrifying number.
The most desperate part was that even when our consciousness was transferred into robot bodies, we couldn't find an advantage in the war."
"Because the robots knew your weaknesses thoroughly, is that right?" Li Zheng instantly understood why the Krohn Race couldn't gain the upper hand. The robots knew the newly transferred consciousness's ins and outs, knew how to efficiently capture or destroy the robotic bodies.
"Exactly." Kuro nodded, "As the number of those with transferred consciousness increased, the number of Krohn people plumted. In just ten years, our population went from tens of billions to under one billion, and it continues to decrease."
From tens of billions to one billion, a reduction of nearly ninety percent!
Such a terrifying statistic is enough to drop jaws in amazent.
"No, at the location I visited earlier, except for a few life forms, it seed that only a few of you with transferred consciousness were there." Li Zheng thought and asked, "Where are the others? I an those robots who obtained the bodies of your Krohn Race and other Krohn people converted into robotic bodies?"
"Dead."
Kuro uttered this icy word casually: "All dead. The robots who transferred into my people's bodies, due to not understanding reproduction, mostly died of natural causes over ti.
And those who transferred into the robot bodies..."
At this point, Kuro sighed with a heavy consciousness, "So were sent to the front-line battlefield, others were hunted and destroyed by the enemy like hunting, leaving only a tiny number to run and hide for survival."
"I have one more question; how much ti has passed from the start of consciousness transfer to today?" Li Zheng glanced at Yis beside him; this blood-red robot remained silent, seemingly unaware of this history.
"I can't rember."
Kuro shook his head: "I only rember that when I was captured, I was the 30,000th batch of transferees. Later, as the population dwindled, each batch of transferees got smaller and smaller.
By now, there might have been billions of batches...
But calculating this now is aningless because as far as I know, Yis is the last transferee of my race. Henceforth, there will be no more Krohn Race."
"So... the Krohn Race has been exterminated?" Li Zheng exclaid, "But the Outer City still has your language and civilization..."
How to explain this?
"I wouldn't say completely exterminated."
Li Zheng detected a mix of emotions in Kuro's next words: "Every race has so self-proclaid exceptional individuals. They refused to conform when the Krohn Race was first deceived back to the Matrix Realm by the ancient remnants, opting to stay in the Outer City. I suppose... the reason the Outer City still has our writing is their contribution."
This statent, Li Zheng felt, was Kuro beautifying those people from a present-day perspective.
In the past, these Krohn people remaining in the Outer City would probably have had another na in their mouths: traitors!
Ironically, it was precisely these "traitors" that ensured the continuation of the Krohn Race.
One must admit, it's a bit ironic.
"So you two voluntarily followed to find and take revenge on that 'guest' from back then?" Li Zheng inquired.
After all, that outsider was sowhat responsible, or rather, accelerated the extinction of the Krohn Race. Kuro and Yis probably wanted to find him and avenge their people, right?
"You could say that. If we encounter him, we will absolutely take revenge!" Kuro declared resolutely.
After hearing the whole story, Li Zheng felt sowhat sympathetic towards Kuro and the others, considering whether to help them: "Do you know that person's identity information? Which race is he from? What's his na? Maybe we can find him by issuing a task!"
"His identity information... we don't know much about him." Kuro paused, continuing, "But I learned his na from a piece of literature left by my race."
"Oh? What's the na?" Li Zheng's expression moved, "With countless people in the Outer City, if it's a unique na, perhaps we could find him."
"He said... his na is Li Zheng!"
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