Chapter Ninety-One: Victory in the Silence
The blonde young Jewell had no idea that he would soon become someone else's captive.
"What does he think of this damn beast? Kitchen? If the Sect Master was here, he wouldn't dare do this, he would be like a dog at that time! Jewell cursed the "god" and said to Zhang, "Go and see again, I can't be quiet today!" Gotta get things done quickly! β
"Don't think about it, this is the first time we've caught the head altar! With such a great credit, the sect leader doesn't have it, so it's hard to calm down! Zhang said and walked out.
"Ahemβ" He suddenly inhaled something and coughed violently.
Jewell felt a little strange and hurriedly walked over to see what help Zhang needed.
At that moment, he coughed violently.
Then, he felt like he didn't cough anymore.
"What just happened?"
"Nothing?" Zhang replied.
But in fact, both of them were stunned there, and there was no real communication with each other.
Because their communication with the outside world has been cut off by the miniature neuro-biological robots released by the people in the general altar, what they perceive now is all virtual information fed back by the miniature neuro-biological robots.
A very miniature neuro-biological robot is a kind of "miniature" tool. Extremely microscopic, which means that the individual of this machine is very small, and the standard is that the naked eye of ordinary people is basically invisible to the naked eye at noon on the summer solstice, under the sun, and the naked eye (note that it is basically, not necessarily); Nerve, which refers to the usefulness of such robots; Biological robots refer to materials, properties, and manufacturing principles, which means that such robots can reproduce themselves under certain conditions.
The principle of the miniature neuro-biological robot and the neural editor is similar, but different, and it is generally used more on the enemy, which can directly cut off the transmission of the recipient's neural signals without feeling, and can simulate the signals of the outside world, so that the recipient's consciousness lives in the virtual world, so that the recipient does not know that he has been controlled.
As long as the person's nerve signals are controlled, the person is completely controlled.
Jewell and Zhang were controlled by "Extremely Micro", and their bodies were all under the control of "Extremely Micro", and they sat back in the room, chatting about some boring stories.
In the consciousness of the two, they were still cursing "God", Zhang also went to take a special look at "God", and "God" was still sleeping. - Of course, these are all neural signals created by the "infinitesimal" for them, that is, false images.
Now, though, there was a wind in the air, blowing gently.
How can there be wind underground, in a small, enclosed space?
The wind blew to the dwelling place of the "gods" and stopped.
Because the dwelling place is closed.
There is a joke in the cross talk, saying that the sky is afraid of clouds, because the clouds cover the sky; The clouds are afraid of the wind, because the wind "howls" and blows the clouds away; The wind was afraid of the wall, because the wind was blowing, and it hit the wall headlong, knocking the head into the blood.
The wind in the underground dwelling hit the door headlong, but it didn't bleed, probably because the door was not as thick as the wall.
The wind stopped.
"Extremely micro" also stopped.
The gate was closed so tightly that it almost separated the inside and outside of the door into two worlds. Not only the isolation of light, but also the isolation of sound, air, and bacteria.
"Extremely micro" will definitely not get in.
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"It's not too weak! This one is worth at least a few million! β
"This thing is very simple, let me open it through the center!"
"Fart, are you looking for death!"
"I'm just thinking about it, a team of boys is here, how can I alarm the enemy?"
"I can't think about it!"
"Don't worry, I'll let the team go first!"
"Hurry up!"
"Let that Zhang stay on guard first, and as soon as they drive, we'll open the door!"
"Let's get out of here!"
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Zheng Fanshi and the others were still piling up in the car at this time, but they had actually gotten rid of the control of "destruction", and they just received the order to continue waiting, waiting for the order of Leshiji, and immediately jumped up and killed.
"You can go, but don't make a sound, follow orders, don't do anything other than fleeing, and especially don't kill the enemy without permission!" In the micro body, Nolux pointed at everyone with his finger, "I know that your killing is a little rising, but you must control your killing intent!" Let's go, I've shown you the way in the micro-complex! β
The crowd got out of the car, and the microscopic body showed the entire image of the gathering place, accurate to the point where you could even see the sex of the mosquitoes fluttering.
"Let's go!" Everyone whispered, for fear of waking up the sleeping enemy.
Vehicles, there were, but they just pulled their pickups, and everyone found Ju Ruohei, drove six cars, and left in a hurry.
Just kidding, the enemy seems to be quite quiet now, but who can withstand the "destruction" in their hands, that thing will be wiped out with such a light pounce, and it only takes about half a second to complete this, so it is better not to alarm them.
Outside the gate of the "god", Zhang stood quietly.
As a group of crowd-driven vehicles left the gathering area, Zhang opened the gate.
"Extremely micro" rushed through the door, but did not dare to make any move, because the "god" did not look like a human.
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"Is this a 'god', what structure?"
"How to control it?"
"Is there a probing 'micro'?"
"Wait two minutes!"
"Hurry up, what are you doing earlier?"
"This thing must have been made! I think it can be directly on! β
"Get out! Don't mess around! This is the key thing, the captives outside are only the leftovers of this credit, this is the big head, the signal code it knows is the most important, and this is our last chance to get the password! β
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In less than two minutes, the people of the main altar had already finished probing this "god".
The "infinitesimal" swarmed up and entered the body of this god.
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"That's it!"
"Use the transferor to collect them all!"
"I've contacted the Coordination Department, and they'll take care of it!"
"What about the people who control the 'destruction'?"
"Cut off their connection with 'Destruction', get them all down, and then send the location information to the Coordination Department, and they will take care of it!"
"This time we are developed!"
"Don't be too happy, I don't know if this information password is true or not!"
"Let's try?"
"Don't, you dare to use this kind of thing indiscriminately, in case you attract other cosmic lifeforms, it will not be good! Don't forget, the top of Luo's hand is someone who sent signals randomly and recruited them, but fortunately it is not such a powerful force, and the technology may be even more backward than ours! β
"Also, now our kind is dying, next time we invite some mess, we don't care!"
"We haven't taken care of it, it's just that this time this force and our people are on the bar, so we have no choice but to make a move, and we only make a small shot, and the general altar has not invested much energy in this area! Okay? β
"That's it, don't pretend to be too great!"
"Haha!"