"Can you put pepper in fried eggs? It's not bad to add a drop of vinegar, I saw on the Internet yesterday that adding a drop of vinegar will have the taste of crab, ah, do you like seafood, come to my house to eat seafood tonight...... But you have a wound on your body, wouldn't it be too bad to eat that-ouch? ”

The moment the man turned around, he was startled by the person behind him.

He was still holding a spatula in his hand, and looked at the black-haired young man who appeared behind him in surprise at some point, and the latter stretched out his hand and picked up the bib on his body without saying a word.

"What's wrong?"

Enoch quickly calmed down after the initial surprise, and instead of stopping the cocoon god, he raised his hand to cooperate with him, and generously asked him to put the slightly cold hands on his waist and lower abdomen - when the cocoon god's hand began to swim, Enoch was probably a little itchy by him, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly and squinted his eyes and teased: "It's like this early in the morning, isn't it?" ”

He paused his hand, raised his head and glanced at him, and then simply lifted his clothes directly and stuck them on his waist - under the clothes, several evenly distributed and perfectly distributed abdominal muscles on the man's lower abdomen were exposed, and the person in front of him stared at his lower abdomen, and he also pointed to the hair under his navel quite thoughtfully: "See, this is called Qinglong, the legend has this man who is very capable, you tease me so much, I am mentally prepared to be-"

"Why didn't you get hurt?"

"Huh?" The man's smile narrowed slightly.

"The car was crashed like that, why didn't you get hurt at all? Not here—" The god of cocoons pointed to his lower abdomen, grabbed Enoch's hand again, and pushed his sleeve to his elbow, "There is no such thing here, and there is ......"

He reached out to pull Enoch's turtleneck, wanted to simply take off his clothes and check it carefully, but this time he couldn't succeed, the man's face changed slightly, and he stretched out his hand to block his hand, and the hands hit together to make a soft "snap" sound, and both of them were slightly stunned.

The moment the god raised his head to look at Enoch, he felt that he seemed to have captured a flash of strange feelings in those dark eyes, but when he wanted to confirm it, he found that the feelings were gone, as if it was just his illusion, and at this moment there was still a soft smile in those eyes: "What's wrong with you?" Why do you suddenly care about the question of whether I'm injured or not?"

"I just saw on the news, there were reports that there was a car accident not far from the place where we stayed last night, the car was hit to pieces, and there was no one inside," the cocoon was a little incoherent, "I recognized it as your car, of course there was no one in it, because we are all here, how can the people in the car not be injured?!" And you don't have any wounds on you—"

"I said there are airbags," Enoch laughed, "You're too nervous, take it easy, usually airbags do ensure the safety of the driver, and you see, it's not just me who wasn't hurt, didn't you get hurt that much?" ”

"But—"

But I'm not human!!!!!

The test subject's shell is rough and thick, aren't you?!!!

The words of the god of cocoon were already in his throat, but he could not say them anyway, for he was afraid that if he said it, Enoch would mistake him for a madman—although for a moment he was indeed frightened, and there was a crazy brain hole that thought that the man in front of him was not a human but a test subject......

But how is that possible? At this time, it is impossible to have such a close experimental body to human beings, and Professor E is the one who created the zào artificial intelligence body.

So the god fell silent, after the initial impulse, he didn't know how to end, he couldn't get a satisfactory answer, and he couldn't be reconciled and confused, so he could only give up, reached out and pulled the man's clothes off, and even helped him re-stuff the clothes into his pants, and his voice sounded a little dull and said, "I'm sorry, I was too reckless." ”

The next second, his chin was propped up, and he raised his head a little dazedly to look at the pair of crimson eyes, in addition to a smile, this time there was more smugness: "You were worried about me just now?" ”

"Nope." The god furrowed his eyebrows and pushed his hand away.

"That's a good sign." Enoch's voice sounded a little happy.

This made the cocoon even more irritable.

Not wanting to admit that there was a hint of selfish concern just now, and Enoch's words gave him the feeling that he was really going to do something that might be too much for Subject Six - his inner conflict made him a little irritable, so he said almost brainily, "So what, we can't be together." ”

"Why?" It was a completely relaxed tone, and it was clear that the other party did not think what he said was true.

"No why, you're a professor, I'm a student, roll together like talk? Just keep our distance from each other, I'll be ...... one day anyway"

"What will happen?"

Someday, I'll be gone.

-- Maybe even immediately, immediately.

Fu Shen didn't want to directly answer the other party's ridiculous-sounding answer, and only thought of the formation mechanism of the Garden of Eden mentioned by Yucheng in his mind, so he didn't bother to think about it, so he simply used a very Korean drama reason perfunctory: "Didn't I have a high fever yesterday?" It's very strict, right, in fact, I'm often like this, it's a kind of family genetic disease, it's not easy to live until now, and there have been more and more cases recently, and I said that I would suddenly die one day when I interacted-"

After saying that, he felt ridiculous, thinking that he was engaged in biology for the most research on common genetic diseases, and he had never heard of any genetic disease that could make people die of fever so pretentiously, and he was biting the tip of his tongue to accept Professor E's ridicule, when he suddenly felt the other party's hand fall on the top of his head.

The cocoon god was slightly stunned.

"I haven't heard of any genetic diseases that have this symptom......"

The god found a piece of paper, wrote a few complex ancient Chinese characters and stuffed them to Enoch: "A regional genetic disease, a problem with the immune system, is a rare disease that only our country can have, so modern technology does not have a good way to deal with it, and the onset of the disease is accompanied by various complications, such as high fever and blindness, so I may die at any time, so ......"

Enoch took it and looked at it carefully, and was satisfied to see the words "unfortunately I can't understand" in the other party's eyes.

"Blind?"

"Yes, after a high fever, it may lead to symptoms of blindness, deafness, loss of voice and other five senses, and then I will be a waste."

"Don't say such things," said Enoch, "aren't you all right now?" ”

“………”

…… Is this a belief?

Excuseme？ Really?

In the Garden of Eden, has Professor E, the father of modern high-tech biology, become a fool?

No way?

The other party handed over the pole, and it was impossible for the god not to climb up, so he pretended to be stupid and nodded: "I came to study bioengineering in the hope of finding a solution for myself......

He almost believed what he said, and accidentally shaped himself into a frail and sickly sick and frail Oriental beautiful boy with a bumpy fate-

The most annoying thing is that Professor E seems to really eat this set.

The man turned around, turned off the fire, got the charred egg out of the frying pan, threw a shovel, picked up the person behind him, strode to the sofa and put him down, touched his face like a baby, and finally made another breakfast and put it in front of him under his bewildered gaze.

The god chewed his food mechanically, his eyes empty, and he almost forgot what he was here for.

"You'll be fine." Enoch propped his chin on one hand and watched the god eat as he said, "I'm here." ”

"What's the use of having you?" The cocoon god glanced at him, a little annoying merciless scoff, "You're a professor, at most, well, a scientist, not a doctor." ”

"There's nothing that science can't solve," said Enoch, "and in the simplest way of thinking, if something breaks, replace it, and so can the program, and so can the man." ”

"Oh."

Listening in and out of his left ear and out of his right ear, he continued to chew his food mechanically: this avocado egg fried toast sandwich seems to be a little good......

Until he suddenly felt as if he was missing something.

The chewing action stopped suddenly, and he jerked his head up to look at Enoch, who smiled at him, took the half-nibbled sandwich in his hand and stuffed it into his mouth, then took a tissue and thoughtfully wiped his hands for the god of cocoon, and pulled him up from the couch.

Fu Shen: "? ”

Enoch: "Didn't I promise you that after the date, I would tell you about the repair of the artificial intelligence program?" ”

Fu Shen's eyes widened slightly, and he could hardly believe his ears: "Really sue me?" ”

"I never talk and doesn't count."

"But—"

Enoch took the cocoon god to his study, which he had seen before, and felt that it was very narrow and the sun was not enough, so he was not very interested...... And then he saw Enoch groping around the wall, pressing a button on the wall, and then staring at him in a daze, a bookshelf that he thought was a wall began to move, and when the bookshelf moved to reveal the dark space behind it, the eyes of the god of cocoon widened a little wider than before.

This person is like a psychopathic murderer in the movie, and he has set up a small real room in his home.

There are many, many white rats in the room, running around in the isolation box, squeezing and shouting, vigorous but creepy; There was a very small machine in the room, and when he took a closer look, he found that the structure of the machine was very familiar to him, and he pressed a few buttons with his hand, and when the machine moved, he realized that what was in front of him was a rudimentary version of the intelligent treatment instrument that is commonly used in modern times......

When he was in the ruins of the research institute, he released the healing device that had released all the test subjects in order to save "Enoch, the younger brother of the god of Leco".

"It's a healing device." Enoch said, "You can use it for a small injury like a knife on your hand, and maybe in the future you can use it to complete an operation to remove the appendix." ”

"Removal of the appendix? No, it will do more. Fu Shen touched the machine, "I didn't know that this was also ...... you designed."

"The tone of adoration is truly pleasant."

“……”

The cocoon god retracted the expression on his face, turned his head and asked the man standing on the operating table expressionlessly, "What do you want me to see?" ”

Enoch smiled, grabbed a mouse, secured it, and stabbed it through its heart with the tip of a needle—a few seconds later, the mouse screamed in pain without surprise, frowning slightly.

"Now its heart should be beating fifty times as fast as it would normally be, and in about ten seconds, this little heart will be—" Enoch made an explosive gesture.

The god of cocoon came to the front of the real yàn stage.

After a while, the mouse's struggle began to shrink, and blood poured out of its eyes, nose, mouth, and ears......

A minute later......

"It's dead." The god said.

"You look calm."

"What else should I do? Screaming and retreating? The god of cocoon glanced at Enoch and reached out to nudge the poor little mouse's drooping head, "What are you going to do?" ”

Enoch slit open the mouse's chest, removed its bloody heart, which had just been loaded with a small bomb, and then took another rat from another box, disemboweled, and removed its intact, beating heart, and placed it in the dead mouse's chest.

"What's the point of you doing this, it's dead." The god said.

Enoch "shh

After waiting for about thirty seconds, the god saw a miracle...... No, rather, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a miracle.

The guinea pig, which was supposed to die, was resurrected.

"It can't be."

"Nothing is impossible."

“……”

"Now you understand?" Enoch asked softly.

"What?" The god was still in shock.

"The way to fix AI programs."

“？？？？”

"Find a healthy AI on the other end, intercept the useful part, take it away, and put it back on the program that needs to be fixed - the AI we fixed this time is very old, but it's a milestone storage, so they need it to be saved, so what do they do? It's very simple, find other artificial intelligence at about the same time, maybe once in the limelight but now long forgotten, when you are sure that their models are basically matched, you only need to intercept the part of the program that needs to be fixed......"

“……”

"Isn't it easy?" Enoch smiled, took off his gloves, threw away the gloves stained with the blood of the mouses, and scraped the tip of the cocoon's nose with his clean fingers, "That's it, do you think it's so simple that it's disappointing?" ”

"No ......"

For a while, there were a lot of thoughts in the mind of the cocoon god.

But each of them ......

Every ......

It's all creepy.

Disruptive ideas.

People don't want to think about it at all.

Fu Shen propped his hands on the workbench until the edge of the worktop left a white indentation in the palm of his hand due to the loss of blood.

"What happens to an AI that has been robbed of part of its program?"

“……”

Enoch shrugged silently.

He moved out of the way to let the god see what had just been blocked in his shadow—the healthy, heart-robbed pig that lay there, motionless.

The god stretched out his hand and touched it, and the warmth of life that his hand touched was rapidly receding at a perceptible speed...... Next, it will become cold, stiff, and over time, it may become corrupt and maggots......

And in the hands of the gods, in the healing equipment, the mice with blood under their eyes are jumping around in the healing equipment, squeaking.