In the main control room of Base 2, one person and one computer are holding each other like this. A computer-induced wave and a biological sense are also repeatedly entangled and kneaded in the air invisible to the naked eye。。。。。。

"I can't believe I'm a pathfinder! This joke is really big, just yesterday, I was just an ordinary person struggling for food, and I didn't think that now I have become a pathfinder who is responsible for leading the development of all mankind. Why? Why impose these ethereal and sacred reasons on me? Why should I continue the responsibility that the ancients did not fulfill? Why don't you let me die? I am a man, not a god! Guide, develop, and save 。。。。。。 These things need to be paid, what do I have to give? ”

"It's your responsibility and it's your obligation. You have to accept it, you have to bear it, and I can understand all the thoughts in your heart. But that's your job! ”

"Duty? I don't believe in that kind of thing. The world has become like this, how can I save it? How else can I be guided? I don't have that power, I can't do it, you find other people, other pathfinders, didn't you say, there are dozens of pathfinders who have hatched out of the embryo, they will definitely do better than me, better than me. ”

"No one is better than you. According to the procedure, each pathfinder can only accept a maximum of 50% of the data input. Because the human brain is extremely developed, an influx of too much data can overwhelm the recipient's central nervous system in an instant, resulting in immediate death. But you're different, I've calculated, your brain has developed more than seventy percent. Not only did I accept the full input of all the information, but I also had no problem with the additional information at the end. ”

"Facts? What kind of information is that? ”

"Human History, Culture, Science。。。。。。 Everything about human development has been organized into information that exists in your brain. ”

"Nope! I don't want it! I'm just an ordinary person, my name is Zhao Tianxiang, I'm not a pathfinder! I'm not that great, I can't give so much! ”

"You are!"

"I'm not!"

"You are!"

"I'm not! I'm not! I'm not! ”

“。。。。。。”

"Zhilong No. 2" did not continue to communicate with Tianxiang, but Tianxiang could fully feel a feeling of obvious sadness floating in his thoughts.

"Think about your sister, think about Tianrou, and think about the promise you made to Liu Rui and his clan before!"

"Tianrou? Liu Rui? How do you know about them? Tianxiang was amazed.

"Don't forget, your brain waves are mixed with my energy, and I will know all your thoughts."

Tianxiang shook his head dejectedly, now he is facing this computer that already has independent intelligence, it can be said that there are no secrets.

"Hegemony is actually a way to guide mankind." The computer casually threw out such a sentence.

"Oh?" Tianxiang glanced at the computer with some confusion.

"Destroy everything, and be born again. This is the only constant truth in the universe, and it is also the most basic driving force for development. I think you should be able to understand. ”

"Hell! You said it earlier! Hearing this, Tianxiang couldn't help but suddenly get up from the ground, and said angrily: "Then why did you say so much nonsense about developing, reproducing, and leading human beings back to civilization before, which caused me to be distressed for so long in vain!" ”

“。。。。。。 It's a matter of your own understanding, and it's none of my business! ”

"Who made you stuff so much stuff into my head at once?" Tianxiang said angrily: "Originally, I had decided to be the leader of a clan, but in the end I was dizzy by you. ”

"It's because you don't understand my words, what does it have to do with me?" The computer said helplessly.

"Nonsense!" Tianxiang slammed off the brainwave connection with the computer, and opened his mouth to shout: "Okay! Without further ado, tell me, what resources are available in the base? ”

"There are two kinds of information: detailed and brief, do you need a detailed part or a brief part?"

"The more detailed the better, of course!"

"For more information on the No. 3 receiver, please wear the appropriate helmet。。。。。。" The computer's tone was a little unpleasant. It really couldn't figure out what the Pathfinder in front of him was thinking differently before and after, what the reason was.

At the moment when Tianxiang had just put on the teleportation helmet, "Zhilong No. 2" suddenly thought: "Oh my God! Could it be, could it be that I put 。。。。。。 Information on the Abusive。。。。。。 Is it because of me? Oh, my God! How so! ”

The computer didn't guess wrong, and there was indeed a big problem with the information entered into Tianxiang's brain. According to the original premise of the base builders, both the "Tyrant" and the "Pathfinder" are the same candidates for the savior of the apocalypse. It's just that the "Pathfinder" has inherited more of the affinity and friendliness of the previous rulers in terms of personality. Kindness, fraternity, selflessness, almost all human virtues will be reflected in them. On the other hand, tyrants possess qualities that are common to all tyrants. Insidious, cunning, selfish, domineering, all the negatively evaluated ruler character is reflected in them at a glance. But for some reason, the information specially prepared for "Pathfinder" was changed to the "Tyrant" type. What's even more serious is that these things with obvious violent tendencies completely entered poor Tianxiang's mind with the radio waves.

If you say something wrong, you can say it again. If something is wrong, you can do it again. Even if you eat the wrong meal, there is no problem, it's a big deal to drink some emetic medicine and get the contents of your stomach out again. But once the information in this head is wrong, it can't be changed at all. You can't just cut off someone's head and put another one on it, right?

Of course, there are no solutions. You only need to use Tianxiang's brain to shock with strong electromagnetism, eliminate everything in it, and then re-enter it. Doing so is the same as emptying your computer's memory, deleting useless things, and reinstalling them.

However, the consequences of this will be quite serious, and the success rate is quite small, but there is a few tenths of a percent chance. Moreover, people who have been concussed can also experience serious side effects. Things like drooling, rolling your eyes, smirking at the sight of someone, and so on。。。。。。

To put it simply: if he does this, I'm afraid Tianxiang will have to accept the tragic reality of being played as a fool by others.

The reason for this is that "Zhilong II" has thought carefully for a long time, but still has not found the key to the problem. Even it itself finds it incredible, and it is known as the most sophisticated computer that it can make such an outrageous mistake.

Although smart computers have sensing capabilities, they are limited by energy. The current sensing range of the "Zhilong II" can only be maintained in the small space of the main control room. As a result, it was unaware that in a rather hidden corner of the base, in the boundless darkness, a faint but tangible energy fluctuation was slowly fading from one of the main lines connecting the control room。。。。。。

Tianxiang, who was lying on the data receiver, was not comfortable at this time. The sudden influx of "tyrant" data and a large number of related personality emotions have taken up a large part of the brain capacity, and gradually occupy the dominant consciousness. Now he just wants to kill people, kill insects, kill everything that can be seen in front of him. To ravage it, to destroy it, it seems that only in this way can the most complete pleasure be obtained.

At that moment, Tianxiang suddenly had an inexplicable strange thought: he wanted to eat human flesh, he wanted to chew the soft red and white pieces of meat, and he wanted to try the feeling of the blood in the flesh running down the corners of his mouth and up his chin after chewing it wantonly. He even wanted to stab his sister Tianrou to death with a spear, and then pry her head open to see if the brains inside were equally sweet and tender.

Violence, power, power, yes! These are the only things that a man should really have.

However, the dominant consciousness that it had was unable to accept these new commands from the brain at all. The beautiful images and words that were once seen in books, and the kindness and peace that the ancients praised again and again, also occupy another part of the brain. Although their control part is far less than that of the latecomers, due to preconceived ideas, these concepts have formed an inherent concept in Tianxiang's mind. And accompanied Tianxiang until now.

In this way, the old and the new, as if the aggressor and the defender were engaged in a fierce battle, could not tolerate the existence of the other at all. Both have their own strengths, and they also have their own weaknesses to the other. It seems that both sides have taken advantage of the advantages that the other does not have, but neither can put them to death at all. They can only desperately entangle and repel each other. Infiltration, counterattacking, rushing, defending。。。。。。 They don't let go of every method they can use, and after confirming that it doesn't work, they will immediately switch to another offensive method. It was not until all the methods were exhausted that we had to restart the old methods that had been used before, and launch the most violent impact on the opponent who absolutely could not tolerate the existence with more powerful energy, more brutal means, and more ferocious momentum.

It's like a war between two opposing things, darkness and light, which can't exist together. It's just that the battlefield is in Tianxiang's head, which looks no different from ordinary people.

"It hurts! It hurts! My head hurts! Suddenly, Tianxiang, who was lying on the bed receiving the incoming information, grabbed his head with both hands and rolled down from the receiver. The indescribable terrible expression on his face, even if a person with strong psychological tolerance looks at it, I am afraid that he will feel shocked. Especially the hands, the muscles and bones are fully displayed, the muscles are bulging, and the ten fingers are desperately inserted into the hair, as if they are about to burst the poor skull, which makes people feel even more miserable.

Pain! Huge pain! The indescribable pain coming from the depths of the brain is not at all comparable to ordinary muscle pain or physical injury. At that moment, Tianxiang just wanted to die, just wanted to die immediately. He really couldn't stand this inexplicable and painful attack. The pain is more indescribable than slowly cutting away every muscle in your body with a knife, and it is more unbearable than using thousands of ants to bite every inch of your flesh at the same time. Even soaking your entire body in a strong acid with strong corrosive properties and being swallowed up little by little is even more terrifying.

Because there is a way to end all these pains, and it is only necessary to take some necessary measures, and the pain can be relieved to some extent, although it cannot be eliminated immediately. Although, by that time, your body has long been unrecognizable。。。。。。

However, there was no way to relieve the pain that Tianxiang had suffered. It is a neuropathic pain that originates in the deepest part of the brain. The only way to stop it is to rely on the brain's own ability to coordinate and recover. But at the moment, there is no possibility of any use of these two methods at all.

Tianxiang hugged his head tightly, his body curled together, desperately rolling on the cold ground repeatedly, and the terrible howl from his mouth even the most indifferent and ruthless person would feel unbearable when he heard it. However, no one can help him, and no one will come to help him. Because, there is no second person here at all, except for himself.

The computer was also anxiously looking at Tianxiang, who was rolling back and forth on the ground with a painful expression, and of course it understood this unbearable nerve pain, and also understood that everything was caused by its own negligence, and even understood what such pain meant to a normal person's body. The terrible consequences are simply unimaginable.

When the pain reaches a certain degree of intensity, the nerve center in the human body will completely collapse, the brain will be paralyzed, and all neurons will lose their inherent role.

As for people, they are simply walking corpses with full bodily functions, but without any consciousness. Of course, this is also for people who are in good physical condition and do not suffer a lot of damage. By the usual standard, more than 99 percent of people with neurological breakdowns die on the spot without any consciousness.

As for the human body itself, it naturally cannot escape the fate of death.

This is not what computers want to see. It has been hundreds of years, and it has not been easy for such a "pathfinder" to appear, if it is caused by his own carelessness and negligence that leads to his unnatural death, then I am afraid that the fate of human beings on the earth in the future can be imagined. It has calculated that, compared to the other "pathfinders" that have hatched, the one in front of him is far superior to others in terms of physical strength, mental power, willpower, etc. The most important thing is that he himself already has some knowledge of the civilization of the previous world before receiving the information. In other words, there is already a preliminary acceptance platform. This is simply an outlier for humans who have lived in the age of savages since birth.

However, such an excellent seed had to die of a brain collapse right under his nose. This kind of thing is not what computers want to see at all.

"Save him, I have to save him!" In the central processing unit of "Zhilong II", such information is constantly and repeatedly generated.

Ideas are ideas after all, and without the ability, they can never be turned into reality. The same is true of the computer, although it has far more wisdom and knowledge than humans, but now it has no way to help Tianxiang in pain. Because it has neither hands nor feet, not even a robot to call on. The long-term lack of energy has made it form a survival mode to save energy.

"I'm going to kill—no—I want love—I want to bleed—friendship—ah!" The tumbling Tianxiang screamed incoherently and uttered some inverted and disjointed words. Two very different logical minds are like two naughty and disobedient children laughing in their brains. As a result, the dominant nerves are unable to accurately judge the commands they give continuously, and all the nerves in the body are faithfully carrying out all the instructions issued by the brain in an upside-down response sequence.

Although, these inconsistent directives make them all quite confusing. Of course, if neurons have their own independent minds.

"I can't stand it anymore—" With a loud roar, Tianxiang, who was about to go crazy with pain, bounced up from the ground like a carp. Xuan both hands clenched into fists and slammed into the ground. Suddenly, the flat ground made entirely of metal smashed a clearly visible fist mark.

The computer was apparently taken aback by the sudden and inexplicable attack. At the same time, without sparing any details, it also noticed a rather strange thing: the two fragile fists, which had no protection, did not take any damage after destroying the hard ground. Even the oily skin on the surface did not scratch a piece. Not to mention the usual injuries of broken muscles and blood splatters.

Large drops of sweat oozed from Tianxiang's head, and his round eyes seemed to be desperately trying to break free from the shackles of his eye sockets and get out of them. The upper and lower rows were closed together, and even the slightest bit of air could not force their way in. The muscles stimulated by the pain are also controlled by the nerve center and swelled into bulging packets. Soon, the expansion of the muscles has spread throughout the body. Even Tianxiang's thin and cold face was completely covered by pale cyan veins and muscles desperately trying to break free from the skin. In the end, even the ligaments, the ligaments that glowed with bright silver light hidden under the skin and musculature, could not withstand the tremendous pressure of the pain, and were unwilling to be lonely to squeeze out of the gaps between the muscles and blood vessels, and through the skin that had been expanded to almost transparent, they appeared in the faint milky white light of the main control room.

(There are a lot of violent and bloody scenes in this book, which may be unbearable for unaccustomed readers.) Therefore, Lao Hei strongly recommends that when reading this book, you should always have something such as a quick-acting heart pill next to your computer. And then there's the ticket! Did you vote today? ）