Chapter 198: 112 Awakening 3 Chapter 198: 112 Awakening 3 “I seemed to have fallen into the role of a Luofeng Empire officer,” Yang Ming smirked, “this is probably what they call being too involved… Is there any news from the Old Emperor?”
“Lyu, perhaps you should look at this, a fragment of memory extracted from the True Son’s Brain of the Old Emperor.”
Lyu’s voice carried a hint of gravity,
“I have a feeling the Old Emperor is awakening to something bizarre.”
Awakening to something bizarre?
Yang Ming was slightly puzzled.
But when he watched the ‘first-person’ video that Lyu provided, and saw the ‘silhouette’ of the Old Emperor’s memory, his eyes lit up immediately.
Should such a pure young man like him be watching this?
The memory was mainly divided into two parts.
The first part was yesterday morning when the Old Emperor judged the traitor General Joble.
Joble was found at dawn in a taxi by the Imperial Palace Guard Army, staring blankly and only managing to giggle and nap, though his body bore no wounds, his mind was completely scrambled.
The Intelligent Machine Old Emperor sat on the throne, his mind flooded with countless thoughts, and when he ordered Joble’s execution, True Son’s Brain data fluctuated violently.
Artificial intelligence usually followed three core protocols.
Robots may not harm humans,
Robots must obey orders given by humans,
Robots may protect personal existence unless it violates the first and second laws.
But the core protocol of the Intelligent Machine Old Emperor suffered partial damage at that moment, the logic circuit of True Son’s Brain broke and restructured.
General Joble was executed outside the imperial bedroom.
The Old Emperor peered through the door crack as the general slowly fell, his breathing became somewhat rapid, and he started laughing randomly.
The laughter lasted about thirty seconds, the ministers and maids were at a loss while they lowered their heads, awaiting the Emperor’s command.
This incident had a tremendous impact on the Old Emperor.
The second part of the memory took place last night, around midnight, in the corner of the Emperor’s sleeping quarters.
The grand hall was exceptionally quiet, and the maids, following the emperor’s orders, left the palace.
In such situations, the official reason was that the emperor needed time for meditation and contemplation.
Then, the exquisite wardrobe by the emperor’s bed opened slowly, and Princess Dana, along with her trusted maid—an advanced engineer, stepped out.
Princess Dana sighed, “How do you feel?”
The Old Emperor lay quietly on the bed, without giving any answer.
Princess Dana frowned and advanced, “You shouldn’t have given a direct order for execution in the court, that would damage your protocols. Next time, in such situations, just hand it over to the Royal Court, understand?”
Her tone was somewhat stern.
The maid seemed to want to remind Princess Dana of something, but before she could speak, the Old Emperor who laid on the bed suddenly sprang up.
He exhibited an agility that completely defied his appearance.
The golden laser pistol he held was already unlocked.
Princess Dana stared at the Old Emperor with a frown, while he sneered, “Stand there, obey me.”
“Are you crazy?” Princess Dana asked coldly.
“I have never been as clear-headed as I am now, I’m the Emperor, right?”
Princess Dana wanted to say more, but the Old Emperor suddenly lunged forward, grasped her arm and hurled her onto the large bed, turned to the maid, pointing the gun at the maid’s forehead.
The maid trembled all over, her legs slowly bending.
The Old Emperor threw down a pair of shackles, forcing the maid to handcuff her to the wardrobe.
Princess Dana lunged from behind!
The Old Emperor seemed to have predicted this, and with a simple elbow strike, sent Princess Dana flying, leaving her lying by the bed, coughing incessantly while clutching her neck.
The Intelligent Machine Old Emperor tossed the pistol onto the wardrobe, slowly walked to the bed, gazed down at Princess Dana’s voluptuous and alluring figure, and leaned over to observe her, with his old hands seizing her collar and slowly ripping that expensive suit from top to bottom.
“What you need to do now is obey me.”