They were just checking the program of more than 170 robot warriors who had been recovered, and the work was carried out to the most critical step, when suddenly there was a problem with the host, and the program analysis was suddenly interrupted by the host.

They opened the process system of the host to check and found that this computer system with absolutely excellent performance had a process occupation of as high as 99.999%, which means that the host was working like crazy, but the object of the operation was not the decoding and analysis of the intelligent system they wanted to run, but playing chess with people.

The host actually went on strike!

This is an extremely serious accident! You must know that they have connected all the problematic robot warriors to the main computer, and all the core programs are read into this supercomputer system for analysis, once the parsing fails, the core programs of the robot warriors will not be able to recover, and everything will have to be restarted, which will be a huge loss.

Powell is the designer of the core program of the intelligent robot warrior. In fact, he wished that the program would fail this time. Because while he was designing these programs, the gray-haired old man, his boss Essen, forced him to modify some of the core modules, which made him very unhappy.

"It's a big deal!" Powell watched indifferently as Essen was nervously busy as he wiped the dense beads of sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.

"Martin!" Essen shouted to the bearded middle-aged man, "Has the source of the invasion been found?"

"No!" said the bearded Martin with a helpless expression, "The host refuses to pursue the claim." ”

"Oh my God, what is going on, that it refuses to serve and goes to play chess with people!" the old man wailed, "don't let me catch you." I'm going to tear you to pieces!" he said through gritted teeth.

"It's impossible to find out, the host helped him hide his tracks. Martin sighed, he is the director of this supercomputer, he knows the temper of this supercomputer best, the artificial intelligence system provides them with super efficiency, but also often causes them unexpected trouble, it often does not do its own bidding, and it is self-determined, a bit like a mischievous child.

The game between Mordin and the host lasted for 3 hours, and the final result was that Mordin failed miserably, and he was eaten by the host with a big dragon.

"It's all you yelling on the side to affect me!" Mordin blamed Adrey, who was excited like a chicken on the side: "Why are you so energetic! I have been arguing for 3 hours by you, and my ears are going to be deaf!"

The girl covered her mouth and smiled: "I can't afford to lose, and I blame others!

Mordin saw that it was past 1 o'clock in the middle of the night, and said to Adrey, "I'll send you back!"

"Do you want to kill another game?" the girl was still full of energy.

"Let's go, let's go, if you don't win me, what's the matter!" Mordin put away his handheld, grabbed Adrey and dragged her down the big stone: "Let's go, I'm going to rush back to Taixuguan, and I don't have a place to live here." ”

"Hee...... Why don't you stay with me?" said the girl, laughing.

Mordin's head was dizzy for a while, this elf-quirky beautiful girl, in addition to excess energy, also loves to play tricks on people, he decided to deal with her in the future, to have an extra heart.

The girl was still excited to talk to Mordin along the way, until the door of her dormitory, she was still reluctant to grab Mordin's hand, asking him to come to Hong Kong often to see her, Mordin agreed to the eleventh time, before he was able to leave, and then, he set up his sword and went straight to the Taixu of the Donggong Mountain Range.

Mordin Edgeworth passes directly through the Bocha East Strait before heading north along the southeast coast. The farther north, the colder the air became, and at an altitude of more than 1,000 meters, Mordin was crawling on top of the high-speed flying sword, shivering from the cold.

"Alas, the matter of Edgeworth's flight is a crime to think about and do it!" he retreated, wanting to land on the ground and find a car to ride back.

But he forgot that tonight was the first day of the Lunar New Year, and that the people who had been busy outside for a whole year had already returned home for reunion, and there was no one on the empty street.

"I don't even have a place to buy a padded jacket. Mordin grumbled as he raised his sword into the air. He had an extra broken cardboard box on hand, which he had picked up from the street, and he put the broken cardboard box in front of him to block the wind, and lay on his flying sword, slowing down and flying towards the sea.

"If only there was a formation that could block this cold wind blowing in my face. Thinking so, Mordin was going to ask the master if he had any exercises in this regard when he returned.

When he arrived in Ruian, Wenzhou, it was already 5 o'clock in the morning, and stalls selling breakfast began to appear on the street. He hurriedly dropped the flying sword, walked to the breakfast stall, bought two large cups of hot soy milk, and drank it in one go, so that his almost frozen body had some heat.

Ryan is a seaside city, and it's not too cold in winter. But Mordin only wore a thermal underwear, and his coat was worn by Adrey, and he was not returned to him when they parted.

Under the strange gaze of the breakfast stall aunt, Mordin asked her about the location of the bus station, and then ran all the way to the Ruian long-distance bus station, bought a ticket to Jingning, and got on the bus, he felt warmer.

The car set off on time, bumpy mountain road for more than 3 hours, and finally arrived at Jingning County.

The sun had risen and the temperature had begun to rise, but the mornings in Yeosu, far from the sea, were even colder than Ryan's. As a last resort, Mordin went into the store and bought a thick windbreaker to wear on his body, trotted all the way out of the county seat, and saw that there was no one around, and the sword soared into the sky again.

This time, he flew along the dense forest in the mountains and mountains, and flew faster and faster and faster in the air, and occasionally pedestrians saw it on the road, and some children screamed, but he didn't bother to pay attention to it.

"These days, there is a person who has been flying in the sky for a long time, what is there to make a fuss about. ”

It only took a few minutes for him to reach the sky above the Taixuan Temple, and seeing that there were really a lot of people burning incense in the front yard of the main hall, he quickly pressed down the head of the sword and jumped off the ground.

He rummaged through the backyard and tried to sneak into his cabin. But when he reached the door, he found the door of the hut open. Mordine looked in, but saw the master sitting in the room reading a book.

"Master!" Mo Ding hurriedly stepped forward to salute: "I wish you a prosperous New Year and a long life than Nanshan!"

Hearing Mo Ding's congratulations, Qingxu Daoist laughed, he put down the torn and yellow scroll in his hand, stopped and said, "Breakthrough to the Yuan Shen Realm?"

"Hmm!" Mordin replied truthfully, but in his heart he was different, how did the master see it.

"Do you know that the Yuan Shen Realm is only the beginning of cultivation?" the master was both an inquiry and a teaching.

"Disciple understands!"

"Do you have anything to ask as a teacher?" the Taoist asked again.

"Master, the disciple wants to seek the way of the formation. "Mordin made his most pressing desire.

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