The network connected to the brain-computer terminal distributed Mei's words, and it took a long time for the response to come.

As soon as it came, it was like a surge, if it weren't for Mei Zheren being a quantum life, he would have to shut down and smoke immediately.

Some people asked "who", some asked "Is it the Star Defense Force", some asked "Did we win", and some asked "What time is it?"

After Mei Zheren's statistics, he found that less than half of the people gave him a reply, and the rest of the people, not knowing whether they were on guard or even the subconscious were dormant, in short, they did not make a sound.

This is not a good sign, because Mei Zheren knows that even if the mind is sealed in the subconscious zone, there are still some people who are still struggling.

They can't resist the control of the brain, but they find a way to make the braincomputer completely useless.

That's death!

In addition to routine equipment maintenance, robots that maintain bioreactors have an important task: replacing living organisms in the power generation unit.

When the mind of the organism dissipates, the body immediately loses its metabolic ability, and no more bioelectricity is generated.

The technology of the Ankini Empire could not do anything about it, and when the organism died completely, it had to be replaced.

These living dead have completely lost control of their bodies, how did they commit suicide?

Some people who have an understanding of psychology and physiology know that there is a large amount of blocked information in the subconscious area, which is harmful to the human body.

When their minds are locked into the subconscious, they desperately scan through the harmful information until their minds are completely inactive and eventually die.

This is an invisible thrilling fight, in order not to let the opponent belittle themselves, people use their thinking as a horizontal sword, slashing at themselves, they would rather die than do what the opponent wants.

This is a torture that is more painful than any torture, Cheng Danxin is right, they are more heroic and fearless than the martyrs.

Every body and soul here is the best son and daughter of Xinghua, and they are all the people that Mei Zheren dreams of.

So he had to try to keep them, save them, save them from suffering, and pull them up to heaven.

Mei Zheren does not have the disadvantage that silicon-based people cannot break through the subconscious area, and under the connection of the brain-computer, he can quantize the information and freely enter and exit each brain.

To be sure, everyone here has received his message, and if there is no reply, it is likely that the situation is very bad.

What to do? How can we awaken hope and confidence in their lives?

Explain one by one, or find information one by one to prove their identity, in exchange for their trust?

The way is right, but it definitely can't be done, even if it is a chaotic quantum life, it can't carry 300 million threads.

Tens of thousands of things that can only be done by wishful thinking, it is too difficult for Mei Zheren to do it alone.

The current situation is urgent, and for every hour of delay, dozens of thoughts dissipate.

Each of them is a treasure of the Star Country, and they cannot be left behind.

Blocked by the problem, each split of Mei Zheren was so heavy that he didn't want to speak, which made the grandmother, who was enjoying the family carnival, unhappy, and her old man pouted.

"Still thinking about that? You can't solve it now, and it's hard for us to think too much. ”

Ma Zinan and Mei Zheren share their thoughts, how can they not know, in fact, she is also very sad, but she can't help, so she will suffer with happiness.

"Leave me alone, I just can't be happy, I'm fine, you see."

Mei Zheren lazily shrank back to the corner of the sofa, with a handsome face with a melancholy temperament, no matter how he looked, he didn't look like a grandfather.

Mei Nianmushroom, who was looking at the photo next to him, even opened his eyes wide, is grandpa like this in front of grandma? Good young Sanye.

Mei Nianmushroom didn't know what was going on, she was commenting on the photos taken by Mei Sizhong with Ma Zinan, which was a photo of the whole family travel.

The prospective little grandmother Karina went back to the bear, and Mei Yuanzhi of course followed her, and took Li Mengxing away by the way when she left, so that everyone who had finally become lively was deserted again.

Fortunately, Ma Zinan generously divided a doppelganger, and stayed in Nanling, which was called sitting in the middle hall, but in fact, she was steadily advancing her tracking of Mei Zheren.

Mei Sizhong is not used to getting along with this grandfather, and this grandmother does not dare to get too close, mainly because she looks too young and feels a little weird.

Therefore, Mei Sizhong acted as a coolie to process photos for Ma Zinan and his daughter, and did not speak.

However, for the sake of Mei Zheren's strong support for him to make a documentary, Mei Sizhong still took the initiative to show the filial piety that a grandson should have.

He leaned closer to Mei Zheren, raised his voice, and tried not to look so old: "Grandpa, is there anything bothering?" Is there anything I can do to help? ”

Mei Zheren glanced at Mei Sizhong, this is an artist, although Mei Zheren will not look down on it, but now it is all war and strategy, and it seems that it can't be said to Mei Sizhong.

Besides, it is not appropriate for him to know about this, and artists are more sensitive, and it will be troublesome if they get depressed.

There are still ways to treat other diseases, but he can't do anything about depression until now, the mechanism is not clear, and there is no way to completely deconstruct human thinking and emotions, this disease is difficult to solve.

Mei Zheren shrank again, casually perfunctory: "It's nothing, I just don't know how to motivate the group." ”

"Group incentives, why group incentives? Mobilization? ”

Mei Sizhong was confused, but he really wanted to help this master, so he was enthusiastic.

Mei Zheren was a little annoyed, but it was not good to dampen Mei Sizhong's enthusiasm, and finally this grandson opened his heart and got close to the family, but he couldn't drive it away.

He thought for a moment and made an excuse: "There is a group of people who suffer from depression and have serious self-destructive tendencies, and you shouldn't be able to help with this." ”

Mei Sizhong's eyes lit up when he heard this, he is engaged in art, he is good at mobilizing emotions, this master is good at everything, but he doesn't know enough about art, well, it's time to improve his grandfather's artistic taste.

"Are they missing faith? Is it physical depression or psychological? ”

Mei Zheren simply didn't stretch it anymore, anyway, if he wasn't annoyed, he should change his brain, and besides, the living dead are really similar to people with depression, at least autism is indispensable.

He sorted out his thoughts and summarized the characteristics: "The belief is very strong, and it is very clear, and there is no lack of honor, but when I am red-eyed, I want to die with others, and I want to keep them." ”

Mei Sizhong slapped his thigh, and the loud voice attracted the attention of Ma Zinan and Mei Nianmushroom.

Mei Sizhong's face was excited: "Battlefield syndrome, right?" Is it a fighter who went to war? This is not difficult! They are because they have seen too much of the cruel side of the war and have lost faith in life and life. ”

Ma Zinan was surprised, and asked directly: "Sizhong, how do you know this?" ”

"I often go to the army to condole, we artists also have the responsibility and obligation to help the soldiers relieve their emotions, isn't this what we are best at, and I also taught myself grandma...... Uh, it's the psychology of Grandma Xiaomi. ”

Ma Zinan waved her hand and said, "It's grandma", signaling that it doesn't matter to her, Sister Xiaomi is still her idol in life, and she is also a sister-in-law, who was originally Sizhong's grandmother.

Mei Sizhong paused for a moment, and then continued: "Psychology is a very comprehensive human balance system, it is affected by too many factors, it is difficult to deal with, it is easy to deal with, as long as you know the direction of the imbalance, adjust it, the most afraid is not to know the reason." ”

Mei Zheren understood when he heard this, and he slapped Mei Sizhong on the shoulder: "Good boy, not bad." ”

Originally, Mei Sizhong sat on his ass for a half, but Mei Zheren used so much force that he slapped him and sat on the ground.

But Mei Sizhong was not unhappy, but happy, he remembered the scene when Mebigu played with him when he was a child.

He simply sat up cross-legged on the floor: "Grandpa, why did those people lose their faith in survival?"

Mei Zheren was gloomy again: "Because they have gone through unimaginable suffering, and there is almost no hope, but they have not given up their responsibilities. ”

Mei Sizhong also took the lead: "This is also the reason why I want to make "The Longest Day", human beings cannot lose hope. ”

Mei Sizhong mentioned "The Longest Day", Mei Zheren heard the good news, and he could show this documentary to the living dead, so that they could see that the country of stars was standing up again, and maybe it could arouse their will to survive.

He looked at Mei Sizhong excitedly: "Is the movie cut?" ”

Mei Sizhong was even more energetic: "It's cut, I haven't slept for two days, my uncle helped me again, it's already finished, I'm still thinking about when it will be released." ”

Mei Zheren stretched out his hand: "Copy it to me, and I'll pull 300 million fans back for you, quickly." ”

As soon as Mei Sizhong opened his account in the dynamic projection, the file was pulled away by Mei Zheren, and it was immediately put on and broadcast to all the living dead through the brain computer.

Mei Zheren, who was sitting on the sofa, was really stunned, Mei Sizhong didn't know why, but Ma Zinan exercised the right of final interpretation: "Nian Mushroom, your father has made meritorious service today, if he succeeds, your father will save the lives of 300 million people." ”

It's really a lifesaver, as soon as the movie is released, these living dead are boiling, even if they don't make a sound, Mei Zheren also feels extremely strong mood swings from their minds.

This is the reason why Mei Zheren is stunned, he is mobilizing all the splits for parallel operations, analyzing the emotions reflected in these thinking fluctuations.

As the movie progresses, there are more and more living dead people with emotional reactions, and the computing power used by Mei Zheren for analysis is getting bigger and bigger, and just when the computing power called by Mei Zheren is about to reach its peak, the beating of the values finally stops.

Three, with eight zeros behind, none of them is missing.

Mei Zheren on the sofa jumped up violently, and did not forget to dance in the air.

Mei Sizhong was still afraid that this master would touch the ceiling, but he didn't expect Mei Zheren to suck directly on the ceiling, and he was still swinging and swaying, making a strange scream in his mouth, no different from a monkey.

Mei Nianmushroom knew that her grandfather must have succeeded, and she was busy high-fiveing her grandmother to celebrate.

Only Mei Sizhong hung the order, but it didn't matter, he happily high-fived himself, and slapped loudly, this family is crazy.

It's crazy, it's all crazy, the thinking activity of all the living dead has reached a critical point, and now Mei Zheren doesn't need to analyze it to know that they are happy, excited, and excited, and the high-pitched emotions make the output of field energy also rise.

What to do? If you don't deal with it, the system will give an alarm, which is too abnormal, and the current accumulation rate of field energy is dozens of times the normal.

There was no way to make these living dead stop immediately, and in desperation, the androids had to connect to the field energy absorption interface.

A large strand of field energy poured into the bionic body like a blowout, and Mei Zheren was already trying his best to absorb it, but he could only avoid suppressing the increase in field energy.

When the emotional rendering of the movie reached its peak, the picture was progressing to Mei Zheren driving the Black Dragon to the ground, and the field energy also exploded at this time, which was more than a thousand times the normal value.

The short documentary of more than three hours instilled more than three hours of energy into Mei Zheren.

You must know that field energy cannot be born all the time, and only when the brain machine attacks the subconscious area of the living dead and tortures the living dead, there is a small amount of field energy overflowing.

And in order not to cause these living dead to have a mental breakdown and brain death, there is also a limit to the amount and duration of the attack.

Now hundreds or thousands of times the continuous output is equivalent to the output of this biological reactor in the past ten years.

Such a majestic field energy rushed into Mei Zheren's system, broke through the barrier, and like a landslide and tsunami, it swept away Mei Zheren's chaotic quantum cloud with a bang.

The scattered chaotic quantum cloud was still nourished by the energy of the field, and began to diffuse, then solidified, and continued to expand until it reformed into a quantum cloud that was more than twice the size of the original.

At this moment, Mei Zheren once again awakened and upgraded.

The upper limit of his brainstorming was raised again, and under the surging waves of field energy, it continued to expand and contract, and soon reached stability.

And Mei Zheren also found that the fluctuations of his brainstorming would in turn affect these living dead and make them better.

This reminded him of the feeling when the command time clone reached a bottleneck, should you try it? Anyway, now that the capacity of brainstorming has expanded, it may work!

He immediately used brainstorming to split his consciousness into 10 million minute pulse waves, swept through the brains of the living dead, and found that it worked.

This is different from broadcasting, it can have feedback, although it cannot communicate, it can only convey some pulses like the beat of a drum.

But it has a sense of rhythm, which can help a lot.

Mei Zheren expanded the capacity step by step, from 30 million, 50 million, to 100 million, to 200 million, to 300 million.

When he divided his mind into three hundred million, the living dead seemed to be awakened, and they all emitted strong brain waves.

Mei Zheren, who is blessed with a soul, decisively adjusted the frequency of the pulse to the band required for the resonance of the mind, and then it was up to them to see if they could keep up with the rhythm.

Have you ever played a song on an occasion with thousands of people? Have you ever raised your arms in a gathering of tens of thousands of people, have you seen the whole country crying together, have you ever experienced the unity of the world?

Now is the time! The brainwaves of the living dead resonated, and 300 million people formed a large array of friends, and people's minds were superimposed.

They worked together to make a sound: "The country of stars will win, the human race will win, and the water blue will win!" ”