"Third Prince, are you sure you want to do this?" Bi Yuewu, who was urgently summoned to the communicator, showed a strange look on his face that he couldn't hide after listening to Nezha's request.

Nezha nodded and said, "What, can you do it?" Bi Yuewu looked a little embarrassed, waiting for the opinion of the third interlocutor. Nezha also looked at another holographic projection next to him, and the long-haired woman in the amplification fluid was still as calm as the water of an ancient well, making people suspect that it was a still picture, and only her voice through the synthesizer could be heard: "Using the human brain as a decoder, this operation is currently not supported by any theoretical formation, so to speak, a bit crazy." ”

Of course he knew. Nezha lowered his head and thought a little irritably. The last time I played seemed to be a big gain, but in fact it was of little use. The captured Wukong clone does have a high research value, and it is actually a bit overkill to promote the army of Treasure Elephant City, this task can be completed by changing a realistic enough shell for ordinary fairy children, anyway, mortals only look at appearances. And the half of the task that he took over from Tai Bai Xing did not make satisfactory progress.

The soul communication could no longer connect to the canopy, and it seemed that they had found a way to deal with it, and the speed was surprising, but if it wasn't for the fact that they had to make way for Taishang Laojun's trip to Gaozhen, plus other trivial matters that stood in the way, they wouldn't have been delayed to the point of completely missing the opportunity. At this point, Nezha can only find a way to make good use of the memory in his hand.

Previously, the negotiation between Tai Bai Xing and Bi Yuewu had already made a conclusion to it, and the memory intercepted from the canopy had a slight defect in the degree of completion, and more importantly, because the physiological structure of the canopy's brain had undergone essential changes, resulting in the memory being unable to be interpreted, unless it could make up the analysis results of the new brain and complete the comparison and correction, there was no means to operate the chaotic data, even the gods could not do it.

There are only two choices left for Nezha, or go to Shepan Mountain again. Holding down the canopy to scan his brain, or blaze a trail that no one has ever succeeded in before, and confront the data itself. If the former is chosen, it will be an extremely embarrassing failure for Nezha in every sense, and then the move of losing his share can only be done by his father who is related by blood. So he chose to interpret the memory.

Although the great invention of the reincarnation network was created, which made memory and thought become analytic and operable objects, the immortal Buddha has not yet understood many mysteries of the human brain. A single neuron is not complicated. Once a neural network develops, its complexity grows beyond the arcane and can only be used as a black box.

And since the chaotic data of memory is the product of this black box, it is better to use the black box to reinterpret it. It's just that because the process is invisible and uncontrollable, and how to do it, he needs to consult professionals in this area.

"Third Prince, your idea is very bold, and in fact it is indeed feasible." Bi Yuewu said with a little solemnity, "But you know." This is not a qualified memory, and it is almost impossible for the brain to be forcibly interpreted and used to carry it to escape the fate of damage. ”

"I understand, that's why I came to Meng Po." Nezha said. "I didn't expect the interpreters to be able to complete the descriptions on their own after they finished their work, but I think the prefecture should be able to preserve their memories, and these memory technology departments can do the same as they used to."

Bi Yuewu sighed lightly, it seems that everyone doesn't care about the same thing. Meng Po confirmed Nezha's conjecture. But there is also a difficulty: "It is impossible to determine how much the physiology of the canopy is different from that of humans, so it is difficult to guarantee the resolution." Moreover, the failure rate of the preliminary calculation is high, and the consumption will be relatively large. You don't just need a blank brain. It has to be a soul with a certain quality, but there is not much stock of idle living brains. ”

"Then how long will it take to call the production line?"

"If you only build brains, the production line can reach 200 pieces per hour at maximum speed. But the third prince, what you need to pay attention to is not the production capacity. IMHO, it's hard to get formal approval for this kind of behavior, right? ”

Nezha waved his hand impatiently: "If there is any problem, it will be counted on my head, you just have to do it." ”

Bi Yuewu's projection looked at Meng Po, who closed her eyes and nodded slightly, so she didn't have anything more to say. The two of them immediately issued instructions to their respective lines, arranged the task flow, and all that remained was to wait for the entire operation to be completed.

The fast-changing analysis map is like a star drifting on the ocean, and each rise and fall is accompanied by the flickering and extinguishing of a large number of light spots. Bi Yuewu observed it with a gradually calmer gaze, Nezha only silently urged the result in his heart, and Meng Po still pursed her lips into a subtle curve that seemed to be both happy and sad as usual.

None of them reacted very much, and if they didn't know much about the principle, on the face of it, no one would have thought that this was a calculation that consumed hundreds of lives.

Nearly fifty minutes later, Meng Po suddenly raised her chin, and the tidal wave of light flowed down the long hair behind her back to her brain. She opened her eyes, revealing eyes that seemed to be filled with ink, and responded to Nezha on the other end of the communicator: "There are only two clear images, and the rest are not up to the standard of interpretation, and they have been discarded." ”

Two paragraphs? It's better to talk than nothing, let's take a look. Nezha waved his hand and dragged the two files to the center of the panel, slashing them out into the air in front of him.

A few minutes later, Nezha, who had finished watching the memory fragments, suddenly stood up from his seat and paced back and forth a few steps, looking a little excited. "You have made a great contribution this time, and I will report it to the Jade Emperor." After a brief speech, he disconnected the correspondence with Bi Yuewu and Meng Po, connected to several important people in the Heavenly Court, and sent them two fragments and some postscripts.

"I see." The Jade Emperor stared at the frosty android soldier on the screen, and the polyhedral device she handed to the direction of the main view, "They did put the ghost engine inside that android, it's really a tyrannical thing!" ”

This is a memory of the Dijiang Chariot, and from the images and dialogue, you can learn more about what the rebels did during that operation, including how the chariot was modified, how all the pursuers left the underground, and the exact whereabouts of the core of the Dijiang Chariot. But for most of the content, they had already speculated seven or eight points, and this memory was only a final verification, and did not give much important information that was completely unknown before.

And the second memory attracted the attention of the Jade Emperor. He stared at the machine, which was made from old parts, and the team behind him was already busy, digging out almost every angle and pixel of it to restore a complete model of the world.

What they had been looking for for so long, but under their noses, in such a coincidental chance, fell into the hands of those thieves.

"Molecular Reconstitution ......" he slowly turned around and looked at the image projected by Taishang Laojun, who had the same doubts in his eyes, "So, is he really alive?" (To be continued.) )