Chapter Twenty-Nine: There Is a Story

That's how much fun it is!

Therefore, Xiaoqiang must be able to find an interface to the outside world through simple technical reconnaissance methods.

Sure enough, a small light hole appeared in the display device of Puglia's autologous eco-device, which was then obscured by the blue light curtain created by the visual simulation device, and everyone focused on the defect that existed in the center of Xiao Qiang's skull.

The maintenance technician next to him chose to act as soon as possible after seeing this situation, and he lifted Xiaoqiang's hair, revealing the inconspicuous round hole.

Then he inserted the wire from the corner into Xiaoqiang's brain.

The most primitive mechanical method of conduction is like this, through a simplest circular interface, either this or that way to transmit the prepared information. This results in a very high level of efficiency.

Of course, this place will never be fortified, so remotely controlled information can pour in from this small vortex and decide the life and death of the robot.

"The rest is up to destiny." , the repairman said with a deep sigh.

The antique computer next to it was already ready to connect to the program accordingly.

The green progress bar moves slowly from left to right on the screen, tugging at everyone's heartstrings as if it would stop at any moment.

As for the percentage number on the progress bar, it tells people that they are still working, and the number is slowly raised and raised so that the waiters will not feel that the situation is too bad.

It's not just comfort!

It seems like half a century has been long, and everyone has really experienced this torturous time.

"Swipe", the page of the entire display may flicker strongly because it can't withstand the overly excited refresh rate, which makes everyone who was just worried worry again.

Thankfully, the old guy survived, and as soon as the screen turned, a huge torrent of data poured into the two-dimensional screen wrapped in black bezel like a burst of water.

Like the ancient Atlantic Ocean, it uses its clearest and brightest blue to connect with the free and free sky, and build a huge curtain of the sea and sky that attracts worldwide attention, covering Atlantis, which was once wrapped in the glory of mankind.

It is both a soft touch, relative to the dominant body of fate. But it's also a fatal chill, relative to an audience who pretends they don't know what they've done.

Obviously, these are punishments.

Lines and lines of unknown code floated in front of everyone's hearts, and they must be able to export Xiaoqiang's original data.

This is the shift of the fighting ground - from Xiaoqiang's delicately constructed super-intelligent AI processing system to the ancient, almost obsolete primitive processing.

Even if the invading virus has monstrous power, it will not be able to exert its original power in an environment where it cannot survive.

It's like the most terrifying war machine, in the solar system, which is a system of difficult sizes, it can run rampant and domineering.

But if it has the ability to abandon it into a cosmic space whose laws are contrary to its cognition, it will also lose all its strength and be slaughtered by others, just like a fish, swayed by knives.

On the other hand, if the fish is in the water, the knife is nothing when it enters the water.

That's the explanation.

Thanks to Xiao Qiang's original maker, he was able to preserve it intact by using practical machine language to process everything Xiao Qiang encountered.

"Dear Paglia, I, the Himalayan Snow Eagle galloping in the Indian Ocean, is back!"

A faint tone came to Puglia's mind.

Paglia felt an irrepressible sense of joy in her heart - it was Kitty Hawk who had returned, yes, that's it.

"Please don't tell me the news that I'm back, I've got something!"

The eaglet added another sentence in his mind, and then fell into a deathly silence.

Even if Paglia wanted to wake it up so much, it was as unmoved as if it didn't exist in this world, and Paglia gave up wittily, thinking that Kitty always had her own ideas, so there was no need for her to interfere in this matter.

But there is something to be thankful for.

Now only Xiaoqiang is left and has not returned safely.

"Curry", Paglia glanced at the ground,

Xiao Qiang now seemed to be writhing his body in great pain, as if he had seen something he didn't want to see. But his eyes were still closed, but there were constant signs of opening to show that his power was still working weakly.

Number Two is a computer expert, he is a young man, and the current programmer is not like the life-consuming programming ape of the ancient era, spending his time doing things he doesn't like. In the end, he only received a pitiful reward and ended up with a problem.

Two's brain has been developed and modified, and strictly speaking, he is not a real human.

All of this stems from the fact that he showed great talent for understanding computer programs, which is an irrefutable fact and a consequence of what made him what he was.

When he was eight years old, he used a cheap networked device to break through the thousands of barriers set up by the Security Bureau, and it was claimed that not a single bit of information would be leaked.

Therefore, he took this opportunity to browse many ultimate truths that ordinary people could not touch in their lifetime.

He walked around his own backyard, and when he had time, he came here to see those seemingly fantastical, but pitifully real and humble stories.

He decided to selectively ignore this unacceptable fact, but it was a pity that no matter how talented he was.

In terms of emotional construction, he always lacked a certain ability to deal with it, and finally he chose to collapse himself to end this absurd and ridiculous concept of the world.

The security department pieced together clues through various clues, and finally found the location of No. 2.

It was an orphanage, and Number Two was a child who grew up in an orphanage. He had not been systematically trained in any way, and had done so entirely by virtue of his innate self-awareness. This also makes it inevitable for him to leave his own footprints. In fact, he never thought of himself as having any need to cover up the fact that he had been to the database of the Blue Star Strategic Defense Department.

This is undoubtedly a sad truth.

Agents found the boy bound by a rope in a solitary survival room. His pupils blended in with his surroundings, even if the agents hadn't found any light in the room and turned on his portable lights.

He was still deeply afraid of the thick black light that burst out of the boy's eyes, which was a fear that was visible to the naked eye.

We can't imagine what kind of nightmare made it like this, the desperation is materialized, the body and mind are completely out of communion with the world, and it seems that there will be some uncontrollable violent tendencies in the occasional moment.

The agents took the child away, and they tried many ways to find out a terrible truth.

All the psychologists who had had independent communication with the child alone in a confined space ended up dying in a quiet place, as if instigated. And you are completely powerless to resist this terrible prophecy.

Careerists are distressed and tricky while making a living with the seemingly unrealistic idea of reworking the child's brain for their own use. Imagine how comforting it would be if this dark energy was controlled!

After intense discussions again and again, and the brutal and inhumane tests that were enforced.

Under the powerful robot operating table, this incredible operation was completed.

The end result is neither good nor bad!

In fact, it is still very good for the little boy, he is like a different person, and the tension that made people blow up in the past is gone. The rest is the smell of sunshine that appears in every normal human boy.

The conspirators, however, were disappointed that they did not get the taste of control, and they felt that this trial was a complete failure and pointless.

They issued an order to terminate the abandoned test subjects.

Before leaving, the little boy was allowed to go on a walk in the wilderness, which was his own request, very simple and strange. Later, he never returned, and disappeared under the noses of the people who accompanied him.

"What a hell of a life, I've never seen such a scene in my life!", the surveillance officer danced to his superiors and reported what he had heard and seen. "But it just so happens that we don't need to do it anymore, isn't that wonderful!"

The surveillances seemed to express their true thoughts with compassion: "After all, it's just a child, and he hasn't seen anything yet!"

"Okay, okay, you go back! Next time, keep your eyes open. ", the superior said perfunctorily in a nonchalant tone.

The watchman walked out without looking back, shaking his head as he went, as if he could not accept the fact that he had experienced the stimulation of the purpose.

With a "bang", he fell, a bullet piercing his slender body. His eyes widened as if he wanted to turn his head to see the truth behind it, but he couldn't.

He gave up, but he didn't close his eyes and still kept his posture twisted!

Perhaps this is the final salvation!

"Hmmm! The reason why the subject of the execution rioted and killed the surveillance personnel will not make me lose face! Hahaha, lamb, this kind of thing really gets easier the more you try!"

The superior thought proudly.

In a corner where there is no light, a terrifying explosion brews inside the surgical instrument table covered with white cotton cloth, and gradually it becomes overheated. And then it blew up, it just blew up!

Always pay enough for what you have hurt.

This is a passive law that adheres to the little boy!

Later, he gradually grew up, and accepted another milder transformation of the rescuer in order to appear in front of the public as a normal person, and achieved amazing achievements through his own efforts.

Many years have passed, and the people around him have fallen one stubble after another, and he still wears that young face in his early twenties, active behind various affairs.

Then he chose to come to Paglia's side, is this a mission?