Bach's waltz reverberated through the room. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Li Sen is sprinkling pieces of pills ground into powder into green tea. The instant powder dissipates quickly in the water. He lay tired in his couch and fell asleep peacefully. Li Senzheng's eyebrows are gray, he has lost most of his sense of taste and smell, and his hearing and vision have been severely impaired by the implantation of biochip. Becoming more and more numb, the uncontrolled nerve bundles made him die like an addict. In order to see clearly, no one is around. The electronic eyepiece vision of the plane at high altitude, Li Senzheng basically abandoned his binocular vision. He needed assistive devices to see the faces of people in front of him.

The gunshots outside did not wake up Li Senzheng......

"Who are you....." Kunjie took a breath of cold air, it wasn't a hallucination, he ran into a man who couldn't be pierced by bullets. Subcutaneous bulletproof tissue, made of expensive spider silk proteins. A favorite bio-implant product for high-risk workers. However, if you want to implant this thing, you have to spend a lot of money for personal customization.

Kunjie unloaded the magazine and engaged the man in hand-to-hand combat. The man raised his fists and posed to wave to Kunjie in defiance. But he really can't help himself. Kunjie calmed down, staring at the man's breathing, and suddenly a lightning punch shattered the man's jaw. He fainted in agony. Kunjie didn't waste much time and simply dealt with the killer neatly. If you want to win the king of the underground boxing market with your bare hands, it is almost hopeless to use some means.

"Hey, Wei Zhe! Call everyone up! Someone has come in, a lot of people, very powerful guys! They surrounded the building and hurriedly took Mr. Li into the elevator! Kunjie hung up the phone and quickly slipped back to the building's underground garage.

The killer sent by Enron encountered the gang members of the local gang in the hallway. With their unbeatable bodies, Enron's killers swept away the people who stopped them in the corridor with a crushing force, and went straight to Li Senzheng's room.

"Let's go, teacher!" Wei Zhe took a few horses, and after breaking for Li Sen, he hurriedly escorted him to the elevator entrance to the underground garage.

"Who are they?" Leeson was squeezing into the elevator under the protection of several men.

"Professional killers, a very powerful bunch, with bulletproof skins!"

"Why are we running away!" Li Sen asked with an angry face.

"Teacher?" Wei Zhe was a little nervous when asked, he knew what Li Senzheng meant, but he wanted to say it again and again.

"Even if the chicken can fly, it is still an eagle's meal. Lead them out into the open! ”

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At the exit of the underground garage, several Japanese cars are parked horizontally. After the voice-activated lights came on, the Volvo truck burst out of the garage and scattered several cars blocking the doorway. Immediately behind, Kunjie roared out on a heavy motorcycle, attracting the attention of the killers. More than a dozen killers chased after each other, quickly recovering their cars and catching up. Then, several more local gang cars drove out of the garage one after another, fleeing all the way.

Enron and Free Radical, Rabao sat firmly in the car, watching the two groups chase all the way. "Rabao," Radical said back to the back seat, "I heard that guy who drives a motorcycle is the king of the gray spiral, the crystallization of biological hormones. No one can beat him, don't you agree? He deliberately provoked.

"Guaranteed vulnerable!" Rabao retrieved Kunjie's identity screen from his field of vision and quickly locked on to him. He understood what free radicals meant, and the only people who could deal with Kunjie here were probably robots. Rabao got out of the car, changed into a black M4 sports car, and chased after Kunjie along the route that Kunjie had driven.

Along the way, the lead truck began to change lanes, gradually slowing down, and separating from the group of cars that Li Sen was riding. Someone opened the compartment, and a bird of prey with a burst of blue flames ejected from it, flipped its wings, and flew through the narrow alley at high speed! A strong gust of air was set off in the dimly lit alley. Eye in the sky, the rainbow unmanned attack aircraft urgently lifted off!

"As you expected." Jet unmanned. The machine flashed before the eyes of Enron and Free Radical. But the free radicals had long expected that Leeson would do this. "Without limits, technology will have such a development result. Starting with the first biohackers who successfully injected themselves with night vision, the probability of them finally succeeding in occupying the national nuclear arsenal with intelligent control means is rising little by little. "Free radicals can't sit still. The killers they sent did not know that they would face the result of being blown up by an aerial missile.

Free Radical walked out to the square and pulled out the mysterious laser pointer. After the fingerprint authentication, the laser pointer peels off a metal shell, the Faraday projector.

"Aha, the super sapiens are also going to blow up the king?" An Ran watched as he raised his pen and pointed to the sky. The laser pointer emits layers of intense light, and the light color increases for a while, and finally in the distant sky, a three-dimensional elongated bird's beak mask light and shadow appears.

"I understand....." An Ran looked at the layers of strong light that were stacked and structured, and suddenly realized. That's your math! Hundreds of complex partial differential equations in multidimensional space have to be represented in a plane, so the content is huge, and it can express anything, the universe expressed mathematically, and even ..... Future? ”

When the scattered beams were intertwined and spread, Enron understood. Each beam of light is a complex and intractable function, and when hundreds of functions are "unfolded" in the sky, this is their mathematical law, the equation that is "compressed"! The thinking space of super-Homo sapiens is unique, so for them, even on a flat surface, they can understand multi-dimensional equations of multi-dimensional functions; It is impossible for the average person to understand this already super-complex interwoven extension geometry at the same time, let alone compress it behind a plane. Therefore, the beak pattern has become a code for the forty-seven people, and only they can understand it. All the secrets are marked in the pattern.

"Can you solve it?" Free radical asked dismissively. Einstein once solved ten such equations and deduced the theory of relativity. And hundreds of equations in a multi-dimensional space, no matter what, even the best genius will not be able to calculate it in his entire life. The existence of this kind of complex mathematics reflects the difference between the 47-body man and the 46-body person, and it is the capital of the former to lead the latter.

"I can't solve it." Enron used the implanted chip of the biohacker to silently simulate and calculate the photoelectric function of the two beams, which was not solved at all. "But there may be mathematical geniuses like Gauss among us, who may not be able to solve them."

Free Radical smiled dumbly, "Gauss? Textbook math genius? Carl Friedrich Gauss? He is ours, not yours. Gauss is a super-Homo sapiens with forty-seven genes. ”

“........ It's true? An Ran was dumbfounded, he suddenly understood, and began to doubt the true identity behind all the outstanding geniuses and outstanding people in all human societies!

"Are you sending coordinates?" An Ran asked. The beam projection in the hands of free radicals is getting darker and darker.

"It's a start-up signal. The invisible light that you can't see is its coordinate positioning system. ”

After the pattern of light cast into the sky dimmed, a shadow gradually sank in the sky, as if it had been inspired.

"What is it? This! Is it also an airplane? An Ran asked with a sigh of relief, although the size was similar to a helicopter, An Ran had never seen such a strange and angular flying machine. Its shape is too sci-fi and seems to be able to fly with the wind without any resistance. The design of the flight power engine, which is unclear and completely inexplicable, must have been the work of a super-Homo sapiens.

"Airplanes, of course. We gave it the code name, Cyclone. The free radical looked up and watched it slowly come down.