"But there's still biochemical information you haven't remembered, so ......" The recorder felt a mouth leave his own speech, blurting out like drunk, uncontrollable. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Yes, there is also biochemical information that I don't know yet, so my body is crippled, and I need to keep dying and replenishing before I can improve it to the point where I can use it enough. The lifespan of my current body is 30 hours, beyond which my body's metabolism will collapse for no reason, and I will definitely die of a strange disease. I had no choice but to disassemble myself, reassemble it, and then learn from the experience and fine-tune the structure of a certain type of protein. Zhuang Yan stared at the recorder indifferently, because the topic was finally on track.

"You're going to be a master of medicine."

"I'm just too sick, and the diseases that the world will get in the future are all leftovers from my play, that's all."

"Then your thinking capacity and speed have surpassed Einstein's—no, the Galactic Computer, to an extremely terrifying level......" The recorder suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, his voice weakening, and the tail notes were imperceptible.

As soon as the recorder's voice fell, Zhuang Yan opened his mouth, the language was communicating rapidly, the recorder had almost no time to think, and his eardrums were full of Zhuang Yan's voice beating drums, making him sweat like rain, the pressure accumulated sharply, and he was almost on the verge of surrender. He heard Zhuang Yan say, "You finally noticed. My mind is made up of countless pairs of 'entangled states' quanta, which is in line with the principle of a molecular computer - the particles that make up my whole body used to be my thinking unit, so my brain is already 100% utilized. This is the reason for the excellence and short-lived life of quantum life, although it only has a lifespan of 100 hours, but this 100 hours is enough for it to understand the meaning of life, find the reason for its existence, understand the mystery of particles, and understand the true meaning of all things. Now that I have fled back to the macrocosm, living by the flesh and freed from the sanctions of the universe, you should know who you are talking to. ”

The recorder looked away like a desperate escape, not daring to look at Zhuang Yan's deep and sharp eyes, hurriedly lowered his head, and scraped the questionnaire with his nails in fear like a schoolboy stealing money, sweat dripping on the white paper.

"I can't say anything more than Albert Einstein, whose brilliance and creativity are unrivaled; But since I can firmly remember the molecular structure of the human body, I can also see through the superficial tricks and ignorant conspiracies at a glance. This is also one of my abilities, and it will give the enemy a lot of headaches. Zhuang Yan pressed his hands on the table, leaned over to the recorder who was trembling with his head bowed, and blew in his ear eerily: "Record this into my special ability, Professor Dai Hong." ”

The recorder's right hand seemed to have Parkinson's disease, and he trembled and forgot how to write Chinese characters.

He was a master of physics personally selected by the chief of the General Staff, temporarily assigned to the archives, and was given a temporary post and rank to set the bottom of Zhuang Yan.

"Although the ability of the quantum warrior is recorded in detail in the Fengshen plan, Xiao Xuan is tight-lipped, Michael is cunning, Zhuang Yan is suspicious, and the uncontrollable factors that occurred in the experimental process make it difficult for us to know the full power of the quantum warrior." The Chief of Staff exhorted him earnestly, and his words were still in his ears, "We can't create a monster that we don't even understand. Knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent is the premise of success and self-preservation. In the name of archiving, you ask about the special abilities of quantum warriors. The more you chat, the better, the more detailed the questions, the better, we will organize a group of experts to analyze your conversation, be sure to speculate all the special functions of Zhuang Yan, verify them clearly, secretly record them, and discuss the plan to prevent his betrayal. ”

But now, Dai Hong is clear that his motives and intentions have been clearly seen in front of Zhuang Yan. He felt that he was sitting naked opposite Zhuang Yan, being seen through at a glance, and there was not a single secret left.

Dai Hong finally realized that every implication of Zhuang Yan's gestures was implied. It turned out that Zhuang Yan conjured up comic books in order to expose the weakness of playfulness and lust; He took the initiative to confess his physical defects in order to expose the hidden dangers of insufficient health; And all of this was straightforwardly handed over to the chief of staff for Dai Hong.

However, Dai Hong will never be able to ask about Zhuang Yan's true strength and full ability, and he will not dare to ask. Because Zhuang Yan just called his real name and pointed out his true identity, Dai Hong, who dragged his family, completely lost the courage to compete with Zhuang Yan.

Faced with a human brain that has reached the level of a molecular computer, Dai Hong lacks even the courage to say "no".

Since Zhuang Yan had paved the way for him to make a smooth transition, why would he provoke an almost terrifying star of tomorrow?

Dai Hong didn't dare to ask. His vest was soaked with sweat, he pretended to be calm, nodded with a smile, changed the subject with interest, deliberately greeted him, and continued to write irrelevant content on the questionnaire.

Zhuang Yan's full ability will forever be a mystery and no one knows. His power may appear in the scrolls of the historian's sword, but it will never appear in the sealed archives of the General Staff.

Because there is no one qualified to interrogate this man.

The only man who has ever interrogated the Quantum Warrior has been imprisoned, cut off from all odds and hopes, and waiting in vain for the end of his disgrace.

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The People's Metropolis Daily published a simple and straightforward statement. This is a poignant and heroic obituary, but it firmly occupies a prominent position on the front page, and in order to deliberately attract attention, the title covers a larger area than the main text:

Intellectual Property Doesn't Matter? Tan Sitong in the property rights industry fights for justice! 》

The body text is more pompous:

"Only when you have a full stomach will you be able to treat your disease. Piracy is our disease. The republic has filled its belly, and it's time to heal.

A girl told me that her classmate was a talented classmate, but her boss took away her achievements but had no way to appeal, and there was no way to retaliate except to resign; There is no cure for injuries other than alcoholism. She received a complaint call from a classmate at 4 a.m. I can imagine that there must be a sad and helpless soul on the other end of the phone, crying and confused. It seems to be a huge city, a prosperous center, but no one can protect the formula she has worked on for a whole year, no one can protect the crystallization of her labor, no one can protect her painstaking efforts.

It's not that no one protects, it's just that no one cares.

I'm used to the miasma of academia; But the grief and indignation of my colleagues, I must repay! Property rights, like cultural relics, must be protected; Knowledge is like dignity, and the banner is rather than bending! Since ancient times, innovation requires bloodshed, and this blood is not shed for the enemy, but for the comrades! The sacrifice of the strong man cannot intimidate the enemy, but it is the beginning of the struggle; Blood spattered, unable to regain an inch of land, but the dawn of victory! In the battle for the protection of rights in my great country, if one person must sacrifice his head, I will start with my heir!

Wei Xu, deceive me and steal the property rights of my achievements. He has great wings and a lot of means. He has a complete and grand litigation group, an extravagant and thoughtful team of lawyers, a continuous chain of interests, and a well-thought-out cover-up strategy. But I will defend my rights to the end! Even if the apostle is in vain, I will fight, I will fight with the defendants, I will fight with humanity, I will fight against the overwhelming money and the endless scum, because I want to wave the banner of intellectual property rights to that girl, let the injured whose rights and interests are violated rise up, and let the scum who infringe on her rights and interests retreat! Even if the apostles tried in vain, even if they shed blood, those humiliated backs forced me to move forward step by step; The banner does not fall, the property rights are clear, and the clean and healthy industry gives our country prosperity!

I ran and cried, but I couldn't save the fruits of my painstaking efforts; I had no choice but to set up a game as a gamble, take my life as a bet, expose Wei Xu's hideous face, and return my intellectual property rights to innocence.

Heaven and earth are righteous, so the sun is not stainless; Zhuzi prospers hundreds of schools, because property rights are not corrupt! The day this decree was announced to the whole country was the period when Wei Xu was ruined. This is my declaration, but also my obituary, may the strong men in the world follow my footprints, may the gentlemen of the world not be afraid of dirty water, all the kings strive to fight, so that those who infringe on property rights are all in Wei Xu's example, ruined and discredited, panicked like dogs. In order to prevent crooked winds, the people of the world will condemn their hearts!

-- Zhuang Yan is a masterpiece"

This article, which looked like an obituary, was able to occupy the front page of the People's Metropolis Daily and caused an uproar. There was a lot of discussion on the forum, speculating that there was a central promoter behind it, because this incident can be regarded as anecdotal history at best, and the official will never admit it. But this article is on the front page, and there are two possibilities: A, it really goes down to the document to strictly grasp the copyright. B, the influence of the dead Zhuang Yan is too great.

But the most convincing thing is the answer to C, which is: C, and all of the above two are correct. (To be continued.) )