"Stop talking nonsense, let's get down to business. ”

I didn't pay attention to any thermonuclear technology, so I just got the system to the point, entered the computer room, and started getting down to business.

"At the bottom layer, there are more weapon systems, you have to be careful." I was reminded by the system, "And there are a lot of people? ”

"Anyone else?" I frowned and said, "And there are many others?" ”

"A lot of people." The system affirmed.

The elevator slowly stopped, and the doors opened. As soon as I went out I saw a man, a dead man. The corpse was face down, its body twisted backwards, and it was obvious that it was already dead and could not die again.

I crouched down, flipped over the corpse's head, and when I saw the face, I couldn't help but scream.

"I'm grass! Dr. J?"

The corpse was none other than Dr. J, exactly the same. I hurriedly looked at my wrist to determine if he was a real Dr. J, and there was no QR code on his wrist, which meant that he might be a real Dr. J.

However, the two Dr. J who died on the upper floor did not have a QR code on their wrists, but they were not really Dr. J.

Therefore, the QR code does not seem to be the first element to determine the authenticity of Dr. J.

"Don't look at it, fake." The system took a look at Nokia's phone's rudimentary camera and immediately concluded.

"How do you figure it out?" I'm really curious how the system does it, and it just glances, or sometimes simply doesn't look at it, to determine that Dr. J is fake.

"Do you care?" The system said arrogantly.

"Why did you kill Dr. J? Even if someone is a clone, they don't have any enmity with you as a system, right? I asked.

It's a well-worn question, and I've long asked the system why there's so much hatred for the fake Dr. J.

"Kill and play." The system didn't answer my question seriously.

Seeing this, I didn't ask. This guy is the system, there is no flesh. Death threats and physical pain obviously had no use for it, and torture was no way to extract confessions.

I also don't want to threaten it in any other way, because I don't think it's important that it's hostile to the fake Dr. J, because to be reasonable, I'm also hostile to the fake Dr. J.

People are like this, with an innate and instinctive unfriendliness to the word fake.

"Keep going inside, see the gate and I'll tell you the code." System Channel.

I walked forward vigilantly, looking around. After all, there was just a guy with his head twisted, maybe there was some monster around.

After walking for a while, I saw a gate, which was only one person tall and more than a meter wide. A metal door, unlocked, seamless, but with a numeric keypad for entering a code.

"The password is..."

“9527？”

Before the system could say it, I said four numbers by mistake, and this number has been following me since Xiaoling started, and it has not been used until now.

"Are you a youkai? How do I know the password? "The system doesn't understand.

I smiled and stretched out to enter my password.

"Ahh

Suddenly there was a scream.

I nervously followed the voice, only to see a panicked man running out of the darkness on the left, he stumbled and knelt at my feet a few steps.

He lifted his bloody face and said to me hoarsely, "Help! ”

I was startled, not because of the word help, but because of his face. Although his face was covered in blood and scars, anyone who was not blind could tell that it was exactly the same face as Dr. J.

"Save..."

Before he could say a word, his neck tilted and he choked.

I crouched down and checked his condition. I noticed that my pulse and breathing had stopped. The fatal wound was in the neck, and the powerful force had completely shattered his cervical vertebrae, and it was a miracle that he could run to me and shout for help.

"Who the hell is the murderer? So brutal? "I looked around at the darkness and muttered to myself.

"I advise you to hurry in, otherwise you will be the next one to be twisted." The system advised me.

I didn't speak, just quickly typed in my password. The door slowly opened, and I dodged in. As soon as I entered, the door closed instantly, only to suddenly grab the frame of the door with a hand and try to come in.

Suddenly a hand appeared, and my cold hair stood on end. Lifting the pistol was a smash, and the hand was bloody.

That hand was still struggling to support, but the butt of my gun broke the bone, and the finger hung down weakly.

Bang!

The iron door was slammed shut tightly.

"What's the situation?" I was in a state of panic, and the sudden appearance of my palm just now really caught me off guard.

"It's just a little trash fish, keep going inside." System Channel.

I'm standing in a corridor that is so long that I can't see my head at all, even though it's all brightly lit.

This corridor reminds me of Resident Evil, the one with countless deadly laser rays. As soon as a person stands up, a sharp laser will appear, cutting the person into several pieces.

"Rest assured! It's sci-fi, not so many lasers. "The system comforted me.

That being said, there is always a good thing to be cautious. I walked slowly and vigilantly, lest there be some deadly threat around me.

"Don't worry, although there is indeed a death mechanism in this corridor, but it is all blocked by me with a signal, you can go boldly." The system breathed a lot of air.

But it was clearly bragging, because suddenly there was a movement above my head, and an arm-thick machine gun burst through the ceiling and poked out.

When I looked up, my eyes collided with the holes of the large-caliber machine guns, and the kind of death that was so close at hand was really a little sour.

It's not an illusion, it's real, I actually saw the bullet with a death luster in the innermost part of the barrel.

"Don't be afraid!" The system is still bragging and saying, "It's just a few minor problems, it won't hurt you." ”

Hearing this, I scolded the system 10,000 times in my heart, but I didn't dare to move, and even held my breath involuntarily, just staring at the muzzle.

Click!

The muzzle of the gun sounded, as if to open the safe? Is it a bullet enough to to pulp in the next moment?

Bang!

Suddenly, a huge gun fell straight from the roof and smashed directly on me.

The guns were heavy, and there were bullet belts, and they almost broke me. Fortunately, I also practiced some kung fu, and I was able to remove the power of the fall, so I wouldn't get hurt.

"What the is going on?" I couldn't help scolding, I was almost scared to pee just now, so naturally I wanted to scold twice.

Bang!

There was movement on the roof again, and when I looked up, I couldn't help but explode again.

A corpse hung from a hole in the roof where the firearm had been placed.

That's not all, this person looks exactly like Dr. J, and the big eyes of the two light bulbs are staring at me, and they are about to burst.

Fortunately, this guy is dead, and the cause of death is the same as the previous two, both of which were broken necks.

This is the fifth clone I've ever seen about Dr. J, and I wouldn't be surprised if one more or even a hundred appear below.

It is estimated that Dr. J made hundreds or even thousands of himself on a whim when he first mastered cloning technology.

"A few minor questions, keep going." The system said to me.

I ignored it, grabbed my gun, slung my bullet belt, and continued inside. The journey was fairly peaceful, there were no more accidents, and I made it to the core processor without any problems.

Is it a huge, regular cube of metal, or is it that high-grade brushed metal that wraps around the entire core processor.

The core processing is a square lump that is four meters in length, width and height, with no USB excuses, no power plugs, and no external connections.

"Are you sure it's not a piece of iron?" I asked.

"That's the great thermocore CPU." The system said in a solemn tone, "The great creator, Dr. J, created it, and as long as he can control it, he can completely control the entire laboratory." ”

"Let's not brag just yet. You don't want to say anything thermonuclear, I'll ask you one thing, how does this thing receive information and process it? I asked, knocking on the iron shell.

No matter how sophisticated the processor is, even if it is made by aliens, it is the same. The processor, which must receive information, process it, and then issue commands, can never escape.

But this iron shell has nothing, let alone what to receive and release, I don't think it even has a power supply.

"What's such a thing as a power supply?" The system said: "Tell you it's thermonuclear." Nuclear power knows, right? Nuclear-powered submarines, nuclear-powered spaceships, can't there be nuclear-powered computers? ”

"Good! Even if your nuclear power is reasonable, then tell me how it receives information? I said, "Is it possible to use wireless?" ”

"It's really wireless!" System Channel.

I was speechless, do you really use a wireless network? That's right, too! This is so deep in the ground that no one can rub the net without a password.

"Just tell me how to get in." can't be talked about, just get down to business.

"I'm really researching." System Channel.

As soon as I heard this, I immediately laughed. It turns out that it's all for a long time, and I haven't even figured out how to get in, so how can I know the structure and situation inside?

Bang!

Suddenly, all the lights in the space went out.

Suddenly it was dark.

I frowned and said, "What's the matter?" Why are you cutting off the electricity? ”

"I didn't make it." The system said in a solemn tone: "We were discovered by the system." ”

"Hello!"

A holographic projection of Dr. J shoots out from the cube of iron, standing in the dark and saying hello to the outside.

"You're good!" I said.

"Whoever you are, as long as you get here and see this, it means death." Holographic projections speak for themselves.

I found that he didn't look at me at all, it was obviously a video, although it was presented in the form of a projector, it was not high-tech, and it was the level of a domestic multimedia classroom.

Brush!

The video was only one sentence, and it was extinguished.

Calm and endless darkness were restored to the surroundings, and the unknown of death. It's clear that this video isn't just talking, and death is approaching.

"I advise you to be vigilant, we have been discovered, and the system will definitely fight back violently." The system alerted me.

I clenched the gun in my hand and looked around vigilantly, isn't this nonsense? Still use it as a reminder?

Wow!

A dark shadow flashed before my eyes, and I instinctively took a step back as the wind blew in my face. It was this instinct to survive that saved me, and it was this step that did not let the dagger cut my throat, but only a little flesh.

Da-da-da-da!

Come and don't get along, it's indecent!

Everyone used the knife, so I naturally used the gun again.

A barrage of large-caliber bullets was sprayed, and bullets and tongues of fire flew wildly at the muzzle.

Although I don't know where the opponent is, but the crazy circle fight, coupled with the large-caliber bullet, as long as one shot, no matter what position, is enough to win.

But after a barrage of bullets, I didn't hear the screams, and I didn't get the victory I expected.

"You're running out of bullets." Someone suddenly said in the dark.

I stared, trying to see through the endless darkness and the one who wanted to kill me in the darkness.

"Not many bullets, not enough for you to hit me." The man continued. He moved as he went, obviously afraid that I would lock on to him through the sound.

Bang!

I fired a shot at the approximate position, and it was clear that it didn't hit.

"Didn't hit." The man sneered: "This time you didn't hit, and it exposed your position even more, so ......"

Brush!

The man rushed up in an instant.

I also spurred, fighting in the dark at close range, and it was clear that my large-caliber firearm could not match the dagger.

"Run! Run! The man cried out in a loud voice, "Run in fear like an outlawed antelope." ”

It's not a way to run like this, sooner or later he will be exhausted to death.

I was holding a gun of several tens of kilograms, and he was holding a dagger that didn't even have a kilogram, and the gap between the two was just too great.

I hid in a corner with my gun on the ground. Then he wrapped the rope around the trigger and pointed the muzzle of the gun in the direction he might be.

Da-da-da-da!

The guns burst with bullets.

And I hid to the sidelines, like a hunter who set a trap.

The other side will definitely use the position of the gun to determine my position, and when the bullet is fired, it will definitely pounce.

But when he pounced, he found that there was nothing but a hot firearm.

Brush!

As I expected, he rushed forward with his knife in a flash of silver, deadly and dangerous.

But apart from the air, there doesn't seem to be anything for him to kill.

I, who had already been prepared, suddenly appeared behind him, locked his throat with my classic and practical arms, and strangled him.

He immediately kicked out of breath, but the dagger in his hand reversed and stabbed me directly into the waist.

I struggled to writhe, and with the strength of my waist and abdomen, I dodged this blow. Then he pushed hard, not letting a trace of air enter his trachea.

Bang dang!

In just one moment, his dagger fell to the ground. The high degree of hypoxia caused him to lose control of his muscles.

"Who are you?" I asked.

The other side was silent, and his head was lowered, as if he had gone into shock. However, he immediately lifted it up again, and sneered terribly.

"Do you think you've won? Actually, everything is still under my control. ”

I was shocked, I couldn't even breathe just now, how can I talk now?