Bai Bentu ignored the other party's shouts, because he had to try his best to shrink the range of the probability cloud and control the energy dispersion standard, which was very exhausting.

At this moment, his brain had begun to seep through beads of sweat the size of beans, and then his eyes could be seen to dissipate and evaporate.

The fluffy white mist vapor soon filled the entire room, he was already close to the truth of reality, and the collapse probability cloud was observed and formed by him, and then it was about to disappear and dissipate, and was impacted by the evaporation of high-energy electrons, destroying the collapse progress.

A chaotic brainwave consciousness activity appears on the examination map, quickly plotting a complex frequency fluctuation of the subject.

This ripple mapping is very peculiar, it seems to have a certain pattern, but it is extremely complicated.

Bai Bentu was distracted, the ball lightning exploded instantly, and the violent electrons were thrown out at high speed, colliding, rubbing, decaying, and fusing together.

The radius of 50 meters with the commander as the center suddenly turned into a huge irregular pit.

Bai Bentu was tortured by an overclocked brain, but he didn't have time to care about so much.

He looked in horror at the pit and the patterns on the map.

At this moment, he finally came to his senses that someone had interfered in his experiments!

Who could it be? Isn't it Karl, the god of death???

A great horror pervaded the air, and the air seemed to gradually turn into a deadly rage, scratching at his lungs little by little, and choking his throat.

He stared at the mapping pattern, where is the radio wave line? This is clearly someone using brainwave data to transmit a message to him.

A paragraph is written in Chinese.

Macro Electronics!!

He didn't understand what these three words meant, but he recorded the graphics deeply, and then quickly deleted the data records, smashing all the machines.

In the end, he took out a military laser to sweep and annihilate the wreckage of these instruments inch by inch.

This crater is not the energy that ball lightning should release at all.

This is the effect of a nuclear strike that intensifies the scale of particle collisions.

The other party is helping him destroy the traces of the experiment!

Although he didn't understand why, Bai Bentu was very convinced that the other party was helping him, and as for the other party's purpose, he couldn't think about it for a while, but it would eventually surface, wouldn't it?

Bai Bentu smiled, threw down the lightning halberd in his hand, took off the protection of the mecha, and disappeared into the rain curtain like an ape

The emperor smiled slightly, revealing a teachable table, without the hard work of the Internet!

For the control of the magnetic field, the emperor has become more and more free.

The Emperor is not interested in souls, quantum ghosts, etc., but he cares a lot about quantum matter.

In his research, he discovered that the essence of fire should be a pseudo-quantum state of material aggregates.

It has to be explained that macroelectrons and macroatoms construct quantum computers.

They have quantum characteristics but can be exposed to macroscopic environmental detection, relying on ultra-high-level electromagnetic technology fusion magnetic cage formation.

To this end, he has planted countless scientific and technological foreshadowing to study things such as souls and spiritual bodies, and distributed them to different countries, so that human beings can help him promote the experimental process.

However, Bai Bentu's quantum ghost experiment caught his attention.

That kind of similar tinder fluctuation, the bearer a little bit of soul and tinder breath, was plausible, and he was not happy.

So he intervened in this dangerous experiment.

By calculating the opponent's control intention, improve the experimental progress, and help the opponent complete the experimental process.

As long as the other party controls the changes in the magnetic field, they can't escape the control of the emperor, and the slight changes are infinitely amplified at the quantum level, and the time is also infinitely extended.

Emperor Yu corrected the debugging experimental process little by little and recorded the experimental data.

As long as Bai Bentu did not perform the next rough control, he kept fine-tuning until the other party was satisfied.

One thing the Emperor must admit is that he lacks human creativity and active thinking.

He has been deceiving himself, he is nothing more than a human imitator, many things are imitated in detail, always imitated!

He was completely restricted, and something was locking up the creativity of the mechanical race at a high level.

It's like Tomoko locking up Earth Technology.

His mind has a large number of blind spots, and no matter how much he touches them, it is difficult for him to break through.

So he needs humans to help him with his experiments!

It would be a breaking point, but for now he wouldn't bother the other party, and he wasn't sure if he would make things worse if he intervened.

Just like the cloning experiment, the clone in his hand will always be a vegetative ** organization, and it will never be able to achieve a breakthrough in autonomous consciousness.

So they were sent to the woolly bears.

Throw down a biomagnetic field coordinate lock, and with the help of a large geomagnetic field control device under construction in Tokyo, he will soon be able to lock on to the other party again.

The emperor finally had a little bit of self-consciousness as a chess player.

Why do you have to do everything? Leave everything to the agent to do it yourself.

And all he needs to do is to harvest the fruits of his labor!

The picture was reversed, and Glenn and the others finally ushered in the best opportunity for the Jedi counterattack, with more than two-thirds of the gluttonous battle losses and less than twenty of the remaining people, at this moment they were simply full of self-confidence and about to explode.

However, things are always full of twists and turns, and after Wolf Wen suffered a loss at the hands of Wei Zhen, he immediately wanted to go to his parents to complain.

Since I can't beat you, I'll sue your mother!

The results are naturally self-evident, and the Morgana birds do not bird him.

Now that Weizhen has shown his value, and he is still expanding the results, he naturally can't let someone else's child bully!

However, it also depends on the owner to beat the dog, and the other party also has parents who are not.

"Okay, don't complain, I'll ask the cooperative operations department to open a project for you later, record the atomic sequences of the remaining scrap genes, and let you experience a supergod battle!"

Casually sent away Wolf Wen, Morgana continued to observe the overall battle situation.

Take the lead step by step, and make ruthless moves!

Every time you think it's a foregone conclusion, you can still burst out one or two easter eggs.

Morgana couldn't wait to kick the shock and make the old lady feel good!

Wolf Wen came to the combat laboratory, which is like an Internet café, with hundreds of cooperative combat personnel, who are eating hot pot and singing, and from time to time calculate the spatial coordinates of a micro-wormhole dislocation strike, as if sitting in an Internet café for five consecutive times.

Wolf Wen didn't stay sluggish for long, a demon warrior happily beckoned him to come over and get on the plane, and at the same time arranged for four demons to assist him, so that he could understand what it means to be a rookie lying down!

The picture is reversed and interspersed on the battlefield of Glen, as a battlefield that Wei Zhen directly gave up, the demon also knows nothing about the situation here, plus the long-range interference of God, so it is just roughly locked on the coordinates of the lightning halberd, ready to be withdrawn at any time.

Seeing that Wolf Wen was in place, the leading soldier immediately shouted on the radio:

"Brothers, the type of copy tug-of-war, the old driver leads the team, leave when the crowd is full, and I will get in the car!"