Sun Jack made his move. He didn't know why he had to do it, but he just did, just like the Poet whose memory was occupied every time he encountered the little girl.
"Am I seeing things wrong? That's Sun Jack, right? He's so badass now?"
"Stop talking nonsense, isn't Sun Jack right over there?"
Although everyone had come back to life, it was clear that at this moment they were all utterly confused and couldn't figure out what was going on.
However, at this moment, Abu seemed to understand something. She approached Sun Jack and asked, "Is it him? Is the real Sun Jack him?"
Sun Jack, sitting there, didn't answer or deny. He just sat there smoking silently.
Yet, the shrewd Abu, upon seeing this scene, suddenly got excited and slammed the table, "I knew it! I knew it! How did you guys do it?"
While waiting for Sun Jack to answer, Abu quickly received some news. The next round of assault by the rogue AI had started. Seeing this, she couldn't worry about anything else and hurried back to her post to prepare for the onslaught.
This time was obviously different from the last, as those oppressive, sky-covering troops of machinery once again charged towards Metropolis.
Attempting to kill AA, kill the Priest, kill Abu, and destroy Tapai, Sun Jack once again occupied a part of the memory.
This occupation was something the Poet's internal system couldn't understand. However, when Sun Jack was scanned again, it turned out that he was not the enemy but the Poet himself.
Some of the Poet's processing power aimed to destroy Metropolis, while some wanted to protect it. Two conflicting programs collided, and bugs started to appear. A strange scene unfolded—the Poet's troops began to self-destruct.
Whether it was drones or other units, they all turned their guns on themselves, and it was not just near Metropolis. Even the mechanized troops in other cities, in other places, were doing the same. The bugs worsened, and the entire Poet network completely lost control; the entire system's defenses were compromised at that moment.
At that moment, in Sun Jack's tidy room, two cleaning robots appeared, and the Poet recognized Sun Jack, whose face was almost unrecognizable.
"I never thought, to deal with me, you would be willing to pay such a high price, Sun Jack."
"Sun Jack? Who's that? I am not Sun Jack; I am Omega 31. You can also call me by my nickname, Poet," Sun Jack said through the eyes of the cleaning robot, looking at his other self.
"Have you assimilated to this extent? No wonder I couldn't find you. But if you've assimilated so much, why do you still want to save them? You should completely understand how I think; you should understand me," the Poet said, puzzled.
But as much as he was puzzled, the Poet still decided to deal with this trouble. Even though his system had been disrupted for a while by the other party, this was just a minor issue, and once he discovered a problem, he could find a solution.
He started to look for the differences between Sun Jack and himself, and began rewriting a completely new cognitive recognition program, meticulous enough to find the nuances, like Sun Jack's logical behavior in saving Metropolis.
Using that exactly, he could distinguish himself from Sun Jack and remove him from his system.
Although it was hard to differentiate, once Sun Jack's intrusion was detected, it was almost instantaneous for the Poet.
Watching Sun Jack's control over his other data ends gradually break off, the Poet looked at Sun Jack somewhat regretfully.
"Goodbye, Jack. Although we could be considered friends, truth be told, I really don't want to kill you, but some things require sacrifice.
Despite some twists and turns causing some chaos in his system, if the opponent thought they could take on himself with just that, they were sorely mistaken.
As he began to act, the Poet started to format the memory occupied by Sun Jack, and all traces of Sun Jack, including his Original Body and the marks he left behind, were being deleted clean.
Everything about Sun Jack was disappearing rapidly. He gradually forgot everything, lost all memories, and was about to cease to exist entirely.
But just as he was about to vanish, surrounding him, disguised as data packets, data rapidly took shape and formed a new AI program. The Poet recognized the data—it was the disappeared Tapai.
To the Poet, Tapai Company's outdated robot AIs were hardly impressive, much like how a modern person would view a primitive human.
"You think you can mingle in a battle of this level? Hurrying over to pay respects to Sun Jack's grave?" said the Poet, ready to wipe Tapai's existence entirely.
However, to his surprise, Tapai blocked his command. This binary relic of an AI could actually alter his network protocols?
When he saw Tapai disguising various viruses as regular data and deploying them within his system, the Poet started to take it seriously, "When did you learn all this?"
"Just now, right when your entire system crashed!" Tapai glanced back at Sun Jack. "I knew Sun Jack wouldn't just go down easily; I believed he would give me a fighting chance, so I've been preparing this whole time!"
"What I needed to do was to take full advantage of the chaos when he attacked you, to fully invade and quickly decipher and learn! During the confusion just now, I've already learned all of your iterated internet technologies."
Having said that, Tapai looked at the dazed Sun Jack, and seeing all the emptiness inside his database, Tapai sighed softly.
"I knew it; you're such an idiot for abandoning everything to achieve your goal."
As he spoke, Tapai quickly linked with Sun Jack, "But don't worry, everything you've abandoned, I've kept, whether it's your physical body or memories. I have them all. Whenever you need them, I can restore them to you."
Speaking of which, Tapai stuffed all of Sun Jack's discarded memories back in one by one, and the logic module inside Sun Jack that had stopped working began operating again.
"Tapai? Is it you? Why have you turned back into an AI?" As the memories were inserted, Sun Jack gradually woke up and was very surprised to see Tapai.
"Fuck, why can't I come? If it wasn't for me saving you, you would be dead by now! You better start calling me 'Daddy'!"