A few days passed peacefully, and on this day, just as Zhou Xin was in routine contact with Fergel, there was a sudden accident. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Thank you very much for your help, the first batch of semi-autonomous robots that we produced in-house have left the production line and are now working normally." At first, the conversation between the two seemed very harmonious, and Fergelan even expressed his gratitude to Zhou Xin. However, not long after he finished saying this, a solemn look suddenly appeared on Fergelan's face, and he even stopped halfway through his speech.

"What happened?" Noticing Fergelan's anomaly, Zhou Xin asked in a concerned tone.

"No, nothing." Fergeland said casually, and then his attention returned to the conversation with Zhou Xin. However, compared to before, Fergeland on the screen now clearly looks a little absent-minded.

Next, after a casual chat with Zhou Xin, Fergeland hurriedly ended the contact. Zhou Xin was a little unimpressed by his anomaly, believing that Fergeland was just being disturbed by something more important.

But what puzzled Zhou Xin was that in the next few days of contact with the Norshan civilization, whether it was Fergeland or the occasional other Norsan, they would often be distracted in the process of contact, even when they were talking about some important topics. After repeating this a few times, Zhou Xin finally couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, and asked him in another obvious distraction of Fergulan.

"Huh?" Regarding Zhou Xin's question, Fergulan, who was obviously a little absent-minded at this time, did not hear it clearly, he only subconsciously responded.

"I'm asking you, why do you seem to be unable to concentrate at some point in the last few days? Is something wrong? Zhou Xin asked again.

"It's nothing." Fergland replied casually and then stopped. After being stunned for a few seconds, he reacted again, "Huh? What were you just asking? ”

"Uh-" Zhou Xin felt quite helpless about Fergelan's reaction now. Of course, he was helpless, and he still repeated the question just now.

"Actually, it's nothing." This time, Fergeland finally heard Zhou Xin's question clearly, and he thought about it for a while and slowly replied, "It's just that we often receive some strange messages these days. After saying this, he didn't know where to focus his attention.

"Strange information?" Zhou Xin repeated suspiciously.

Fergeland didn't respond immediately, and after a few seconds, he reacted, "Ahh Where did I just say? ”

"Speaking of receiving some strange messages." Zhou Xin reminded.

"Ahh Strange information. "During this time, we often receive some strange messages. Just as Zhou Xin was about to listen to what he wanted to say next, Fergeland began to freeze again. After a while, Fergeland came back to his senses again, but instead of following the previous topic, he repeated: "Where did you just go?" ”

With a slight sigh in his heart, Zhou Xin reluctantly reminded Fergeland again.

Then, in the midst of Fergeland's pauses from time to time and Zhou Xin's repeated reminders, it took a long time for Zhou Xin to understand what was going on from Fergeland. It turns out that since a few days ago, the chips in the brains of many Norzans have received some inexplicable notifications from time to time. It wouldn't be surprising if it was just a notification of normal content, but all of them received abnormal messages, all of which had no main content, and some were just a message prompt. If it's hard to understand, you can put it another way, that is, in recent times, the chip in the Noshan people's brain has often sent messages like this, "Please pay attention, the following is a notice." But after the message was sent, there was no follow-up, and no one ever received the details of the notification. However, when the Norzans could not wait for the rest of their attention to refocus on what was in front of them, similar news would come back to their minds. This annoys everyone.

"Notifications are simply irregular." At this time, perhaps because the chip in his brain no longer issued strange notifications, Fergeland spoke in a tone that was noticeably back to normal. He complained to Zhou Xin: "Sometimes I don't receive those notifications for a long time, but sometimes the frequency of notifications is very frequent. Just like just now, the messages came out of the chip almost one after the other, which made it impossible for me to concentrate at all. What's even more annoying is that not only during the day, but even at night, we receive such messages, and there is no way to sleep well. ”

"Isn't there a way for you to block or ignore these messages for a while?" Zhou Xin asked curiously, "Could it be that you are also like this in your daily communication?" What should I do if I receive a contact message at an inopportune time? It's too inconvenient, isn't it? ”

"The key is that this is not an ordinary message, but a notification channel for important messages similar to system notifications, so it can not be blocked like daily messages." "And at the same time that this kind of notification is issued, the chip temporarily weakens our external perception, allowing us to focus on what is being notified." ”

"That's weird." Zhou Xin said, "Who would use such an important channel to publish such boring news, and did you find out who did it?" ”

Shaking his head, Fergeland replied, "We've investigated this issue many times in the past few days, but each time the results we got showed that the message came from a chip that had long been discarded, and it was obviously impossible. ”

"Could it be that something went wrong with the system itself that posted the message, which caused some wrong messages to be released?" Zhou Xin asked again.

"It's unlikely." Fergeland denied, "An examination of all the information systems in the central tower did not reveal any anomalies, and we even conducted a simulated message transmission for this purpose, but the simulated information was able to be sent to everyone's head in its entirety without any problems." ”

"That's weird." Zhou Xin said suspiciously, "How could such a problem suddenly arise in a good way?" Of course, because he didn't know much about the information processing system of the Noshan civilization, in the following conversation, Zhou Xin only cared about it for a few words before ending this contact with Fergtan......