Harman 。。。。。。

The familiar voice seemed to be faint coming from distant water, but the second daughter of the Karn family still opened her eyes.

She found herself floating in a field of turquoise water, and in her sight, a drama seemed to be playing out in the sky--- turning around like a giant mobile suit spinning top, and the beam saber had already cut the village rain below in half.

Harman sat up reflexively, his hands made a downward support movement, and only when he made a movement did he react--- wasn't he floating in the water, so what was the texture of his hands?

When he looked down suspiciously, Harman realized that his hand was holding on to the bed he was familiar with.

This is the dream loop (note 1), the induction and organization of information, the discarding and aggregation of fragments, this is where the "circuit" dreams, and what has just been injected into your individual program is a fragment of the induced program that allows you to force you back into the dream corridor, like sleeping pills at the same time.

Harman found the same voice ringing in his ears.

As for him on the other side of the dream now, there is nothing to worry about, at least at this moment.

"Who are you?!" Haman asked sharply.

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"Damn, why can't you hit!" The "outsider" driver who was sitting in the rain in the village watched the cyan MS make evasive actions every time he shot himself, and felt despair gradually surging up.

Is there really any foresight?!

In the cockpit of Thunder, Guo Zhouyi's hands, feet, and head kept moving, just...

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Of course, it is impossible to win, but of course it is not a prophetic ability.

In the outside world, the young school officers who monitor the "progress" murmured.

It's not predicted at all, it's controlled.

He said that if I want the result of the equation I need to be 5, then the other end of the equation can only be 2 and 3, or 1 and 4, but it can never be 8 and 7;

He said, I'm going to shoot you down and take her back, and the intelligence on the other side of the equation begins to assemble and change according to the results...

P-03-19526156 The true coherence rate of the person is 100%, and as he silently recited this sentence, the young officer turned to look at the two images that completely overlapped.

Will the side that is in tune with the benchmark of the world have the power to reflect its own reality in the soul of the other side?

"Gather all the members on duty," the young officer yelled at first, then hesitated for a moment, and issued an order that was slightly different from just now, "Accurately authorize the order, and call all the members on duty in an hour!" ”

After saying that, the young officer sat back down and quietly connected his computer to the computers of the other two people.

"General, excuse me." In the closed virtual soul circuit, the young officer gave a military salute to his boss who had been pulled out with the highest level of warning.

"Kan Xi, what's so urgent, neither I nor your father should be on duty today."

"Emergency, please come with me."

Fifty minutes later, in the closed loop space, only two individual procedural projections that looked like images of middle-aged generals in their 40s were talking:

"I knew there was a way 。。。。。。。"

"Don't even think about it."

"It's for the sake of regional security...

"It's for the sake of regional security that we sent the king to do that thing in the first place, didn't we?! I knew it would come back and bite us one day。。。。。。 The plan that I was prepared to deal with was really the right one. ”

"Then the next thing is to brush up on some means to get the resolution passed, I'll go to ventilate, you go to the other end of the preparations, this 19526156..."

After lifting his soul program from the lockdown, Ouyang Lanshan gently pressed his temples to relieve the somewhat illusory headache, and his thoughts were walking quickly--- as long as the operation is good, this is the biggest opportunity, as for the threat, after all, the power of "life" is still in our hands.

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In the inner world, in the sea near Orb, after Aslan arrived at the battle area with infinite justice, he found that the battle was over--- there were many traces of the battle on the sea, and the nameless island was full of black smoke and debris, and the complete mobile suit was only the cyan MS that was low suspended above the sea.

"Arlando? Arlando? Aslan called through a somewhat noisy communicator.

The cyan thunderbolt turned around violently and slashed at Infinite Justice with a swing of his sword!

"Arrando, are you crazy?!" Infinite Justice urgently rose upward, and the light blade condensed by the high-energy particles still created a scorch mark on the body of Infinite Justice.

The mechanical joints of the old thunder arm slashed diagonally to the right and turned flexibly, drawing a fierce arc to the left side of the machine, and then another upward flirtation!

"Hey! Arrando! Are you crazy?! Infinite Justice popped out the leg beam knife to temporarily force back the thunder, and Aslan roared a little anxiously.

Stormed? No, no, Aslan could vaguely feel something like "emotion" emanating from the cyan thunder, and there were a lot of inexplicable things in it, but Aslan only didn't feel the killing intent towards himself, and the few attacks just now were also very subtle...

Aslan stared closely at the steel weapon that exuded "emotion" for a while, then turned around and retreated sharply for a distance, and sure enough, the cyan thunder was no longer pressing, but retreated to a low altitude some distance from the water and began to circle.

"It's 。。。。。。。 Do? Aslan found it difficult to keep up with his mind, and the scene in front of him was too unbelievable.

But... Wait a minute!!! A familiar scene came out, it was a strategy battle on the moon surface, at that time, the body that Allando was riding on seemed to be like this, this feeling, Aslan suddenly remembered.

As if in response to Aslan's thoughts, the thunder below turned and looked up, the frame of the body's chest and abdomen made of a psychic frame absorbing the driver's thoughts, shimmering with a barely visible light in the daylight, and the steel giant stared at Aslan with an innocent gaze.

Feeling the "anxiety" and "longing" that came to his face, tears welled up from Aslan's eyes, and in the steel, there should be his soul and mind...

Want to save her? Aslan tried to send a message not with words, but with thought.

Well......... Here's the response.

Below, floating up, nowhere to be found, the cyan MS pointed to the surface of the water, and there was a fragment that Aslan could barely understand.

It was great that the search and rescue force was right behind, and Aslan breathed a sigh of relief.

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Notes----- False Dream Circuit:

The place where AI loops dream is called the dream loop.

It's similar to a human dream, except that the data is sorted, recycled, monitored, and more; Anesthetizing Harman's agent is a procedure, just as the anesthetic is directed at our nerves.

In dreams, people cannot be "felt", which is why in the end someone spins on the surface of the sea but does not feel it.

I won't explain it for the time being.

Note--- Death Shock Program?

If there is anything that can make the human mind believe, it is necessary to collect enough data in advance before it can be "projected".

Then, eating, drinking, lazing, rejoicing, angry, sorrowful, joyful, these can all be gathered.

But how do you make your mind believe in "death"?

The dead, for those who are their descendants, are not silent, and that is the other half of the world.