Yan Zixin relied on the lighting system on the microcomputer to look around him, hoping for some useful clues. The previous conversation with Bai Pao made him understand that he couldn't just sit still, although he was the only one now, he must not let his plot succeed, and he must find a way to contact Xiaoqing and them.

But there is no news in the communication system of the simultaneous translation, and after trying several times, it is a busy tone, either it is blocked, or there is a malfunction, no matter what the reason, now his contact with the outside world is completely cut off.

Yan Zixin struggled to try a few more times, and the neural sensing line was very strong, making it very difficult for him to make even some subtle movements, not to mention that now the left arm of the bionic machine had lost its effectiveness, which was simply worse for him.

"These sensory fiber nerve bundles are so strong, it's really miserable, can you just lie like this and can't do anything?" Yan Zixin sighed in his heart. Inadvertently, I looked up and saw that the microwave blocking instrument not far from the right was still working, although it did not play any role, but it seemed that the instrument was not damaged.

Looking at the blue indicator light of the instrument, Yan Zixin had an idea, and said in his heart: Although it can't block the control of the plague on the nerves, this instrument also has a dialysis function, which can be used to analyze the situation around the scan, maybe there will be some findings.

Yan Zixin's body was fixed on the ground and couldn't move, only his head could still do some simple rotation, in desperation, he had to pick up a worn-out smartphone next to him, look at the instrument and shake it hard, the smartphone was impartial and just smashed on the dialysis button, the instrument projected a green dialysis light wave, and the screen began to feedback the results of the analysis scan.

"Luck." Yan Zixin turned his head and looked at the instrument screen with difficulty, and said in his heart, "It seems that we have to hurry up and study the independent speech recognition of this thing." Hey, it turns out that this thing has another purpose, that's great! ”

It turned out that through the analysis and scanning of the instrument, it was found that the vast majority of them were indeed all kinds of scrapped mobile phones, and some of them were mobile phone components, of course, they were no longer usable, but Yan Zixin was not concerned about this, he saw an unexpected gain, the anti-riot magnetic shield.

Analysis of the instrument showed that the magnetic shield had extremely strong electromagnetic interference, and the nerve sensing wires would lose control as soon as they came into contact with it, which he had already seen. What he didn't expect was that the magnetic shield could also be reorganized and evolved into a magnetic wand of about one and a half meters, and the mystery was hidden on the right side of the gripper on the back of the shield, with a very small icon.

Yan Zixin was overjoyed, at this moment, the magnetic shield was about a meter away from him, and the back was just facing up, as long as he could activate the evolution device and make it a magnetic wand, the length would be enough to touch the nerve sensing lines on his body. He immediately began to look for it, but he didn't expect that the scrapped mobile phones everywhere turned out to be his lifesaver.

Yan Zixin picked up a broken mobile phone beside him and threw it at the shield hard, trying to hit the icon so that the shield could be turned into a magnetic staff. Finally, when he threw the phone over for the third time, he accurately hit the tiny icon, and he saw an amazing scene. The shield, which was originally a round one, began to fold and elongate, quickly turning into a magnetic wand the thickness of a baby's arm, and just touched two of the nerve sensing wires that bound his arm, causing it to lose its effectiveness in an instant.

Yan Zixin only felt that his hand was loose, and he grabbed the magnetic wand and untied the other four nerve sensing wires that bound his body. He didn't make any further movements, but paused, vigilantly observing the movements around him, until he confirmed that there was no threat, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I can't go back the way I came, and I don't know if there are other exits. This place is very peculiar, who built it, and for what purpose? Yan Zixin said to himself.

Yan Zixin grabbed the magnetic wand with his right hand, rummaging through the mess and ragged for clues, picking up a bunch of mobile phone components, and suddenly a nerve sensing line shot towards his immobile left hand, directly wrapped around his wrist. Shocked, Yan Zixin hurriedly wanted to raise the magnetic staff to shoot it down, but found that his left arm showed signs of recovery.

This surprise was not trivial, he hurriedly used the magnetic staff to rummage in the direction of the nerve rays, and finally discovered the secret. It turns out that under these broken mobile phones, there is a dusty smart phone, which looks like the first generation of products 30 years ago, but it also has the prototype of the functions of today's smart phones.

All the neural sensing lines that attacked him just now came from this mobile phone, but the appearance of this mobile phone screen is a little strange, neither the pattern of eyeballs that appears like those alienated mobile phones before, nor the normal mobile phone operation screen, but a bunch of unreadable garbled characters, flickering irregularly.

"Strange, how does this phone look like it's poisoned, and it looks like a virus that has been around for a long time!" Yan Zixin was a little puzzled, suddenly, he thought of a possibility, and there was only this one possibility, and he couldn't help but secretly scold himself for being too stupid.

Earlier, the white robe had told him that this place was mixed with Rurid alloy and electromagnetic pulse, which could effectively shield the signal control, making his microwave blocking instrument useless. In this case, how does the juggernaut control these neural sensing lines, and now it is known that as long as there is a satellite communication network signal, it can be pervasive, control alienated mobile phones at will, control alienated people or neural sensing lines, but the signal is not or very weak?

There is only one possibility for the answer, and that is the wisdom virus, and only the wisdom virus program can control a limited number of neural sensor lines in a relatively closed space without any communication network signals.

As far as he knows, at the beginning of the epidemic of smart phones, there was once a wisdom virus called "Plague Hand" that was once rampant, although the harm was not very great, but the use of neural sensing lines to implant a virtual illusion into people's brain consciousness, so that people were addicted to it, so as to steal users' behavioral information for profit.

The creator of the virus was soon discovered, and the virus program had already been destroyed, but judging from the gibberish on the screen of this mobile phone, it was very similar to this virus. Yan Zixin is very familiar with the development process of smart technology because of his profession, and he believes that he will not make mistakes in judgment, and the mobile phone in front of him has the "Plague Hand" virus, which may have produced some kind of mutation, so that it has the ability to manipulate the neural sensor line to attack autonomously.

"I have to hurry up and find a way to get out and tell Xiao Ji about this major discovery, and our research will soon have a breakthrough." Yan Zixin suppressed his excitement, and then had a question, "But why can this virus trigger my bionic arm, which is already uncontrollable?" Unless ......"

Yan Zixin tried to move his bionic left arm again, he was already able to make some slight movements, and then looked at the nerve sensing lines wrapped around his arm, which seemed to be transmitting some kind of energy to it. Then, he took a closer look at the virus-infected smartphone connected to it, and had a bold idea in his heart, he thought that maybe he had found a way to solve it.

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