Steampunk Era: Mad Abield

When Malin and the others brought the Mech Soul Armor back to Sim Port, Malin specifically asked Eleven about Carn Kadel, the sergeant of the Seventeenth Corps. The armor immediately found the name in its database, not only revealing his service number but also the coordinates of his last call to the Union—near the coordinates of that beautiful hotel.

"Have you met Mr. Carn?"

"To be precise, it was his last words."

Malin shared this information with Eleven, who fell silent for a moment before asking, "Sir, do I need to introduce myself again?"

"Hmm?" Malin hummed a questioning sound as he looked at it.

"What you mentioned, about twenty years before the start of the Great Destruction Era, the concept of an artificial neural brain was proposed by the East Asian Science Academy because early assault mechas had significant deficiencies in understanding and learning. The Europa Science Academy Zone, leveraging the expertise of the East Asian Science Academy, used the brains of natural humans as the carrier for artificial neural brains, completely digitizing them. I am a subsequent model, with intelligence equivalent to that of a human at sixteen years of age, capable of discerning the most basic good and evil," Eleven paused for a bit before organizing its thoughts. "The giant humans I killed earlier, I started hunting after failing to communicate because they were very similar to the madmen I had encountered before. But when I saw that the young individual did not abandon the severely wounded, I realized that not all giant humans are the same. I let him go and eventually met you."

"Where did your brain come from?" Malin was curious but also very wary.

"It’s cloned. Europa couldn’t use criminals’ brains directly as North American Science Academy did. They used cloning technology, and the brains of young people who died accidentally were also donated," Eleven answered, then looked at Malin. "You don’t seem surprised by the actions of the North American Science Academy?"

"Yes, I’m not surprised. Jason, come and discuss my identity with Eleven," Malin called Jason, then took out a map of the Northern region: "... Those madmen you mentioned, they must be members of Chaos’s army. Where did you find them?"

"Heading north from the accident site, they have several settlements. I can mark the coordinates on the map, right here at these locations," Eleven pointed thrice on the map, then began exchanging data with Jason.

With Eleven’s responses, Malin confirmed the coordinates, and then heard Eleven’s surprised exclamation, "You actually come from an era before the Union—no wonder you look down on the North American region. To be honest, I also dislike those who called upon the Evil God. In the last year that the Union existed, the entire North American region was swept by a wave of faith, claiming that deities were revealing themselves. Now it seems, it was just the Evil God sounding the bells of destruction." Eleven then fell silent: "The central AI Jason in the database transferred me a lot of knowledge. Only then did I realize that so much had happened during the eight thousand years of my slumber."