Chapter 8 Top Secret Flight

Ye Heng's face was expressionless, and he didn't even blink his eyes.

Zhang Jingwen didn't see anything, but she embarrassed herself.

"Come with me, right in front of me on the embankment. ”

"Good. ”

Ye Heng and Zhang Jingwen were walking on the river embankment, and the breeze was blowing, and there was a slight coolness.

There was nothing to say all the way, neither of them was a man of many words, and at the end of this embankment, they left separately.

Ye Heng returned to the dormitory, and his roommates were lying on the beds, sleeping like dead pigs.

Ye Heng's brain has been calculating which stock has the most potential since the afternoon.

The results of the calculations had already been made for a long time, he took out a pen and paper, wrote the results on them, and put them in the pocket of his coat.

Tomorrow when the effect of the medicine is over, I will go to the stock exchange and buy this stock with all my belongings.

Ye Heng estimated that he should be able to earn about 20,000 yuan this time.

It's only 10 o'clock now, and Ye Heng plans to go to the abandoned building to sleep for one night and see if the strange thing that happened the night before will happen.

Ye Heng came to the abandoned building, everything around him was so clear, and in two days, it was as if a lot of things had happened, completely changing the trajectory of his life.

The glittering city life below seems to be a huge quagmire, in which people struggle, but sink deeper and deeper.

But Ye Heng had the hope of jumping out.

As the minutes ticked by, the clock rang at twelve o'clock.

There was still nothing abnormal, and Ye Heng planned to fall asleep as soon as possible.

His brain is as nimble as his hands and feet, and forced sleep is as simple as eating and drinking.

Ye Heng quickly fell asleep.

The effect of NZT continued to fade after Ye Heng fell asleep, and the neurons and other substances that had grown through it were constantly inactive.

It's not death, it's a spor-like state, waiting for NZT to reactivate.

That night, Ye Heng also had a dream, in which he turned into an airplane.

That's right, it's an airplane, originally it was a high-tech plane without consciousness, and its daily job was to go out on a mission.

Whether it is the stronghold of the reactionaries or the nest of the regular army, it can destroy it.

When it was manufactured, it was equipped with high-tech technologies such as aerodynamic shapes, stealth systems, communication and navigation systems, weapon fire control systems, etc.

It would have been slaughtering like this forever, until one day, a lightning bolt struck it.

Ye Heng had autonomy and feelings from then on, and then it suddenly changed course, broke away from the formation, and flew to the enemy's nuclear weapons depot.

The same abruptly stopped, and Ye Heng woke up violently.

He tightened his coat, and it was still a little cold in the morning.

Ye Heng stretched out his hand, and something similar to a chip appeared in his hand.

The chip is small, much smaller than all the models on the market today.

But Ye Heng didn't dare to despise this thing.

Ye Heng rubbed his head, and after the NZT faded, he seemed to have become stupid again.

He stood up, then closed his eyes.

Entering the white space, he looked up at the octahedron.

The side that opened the countdown, out of the remaining seven sides, two have already lit up.

One is never-ending, and the other is top-secret flight.

After going out, Ye Heng probably had a guess.

Two nights, in the same place, got the items from the movie, and they were all different from the original.

The first received a modified version of the NZT-48, and the second received a chip.

If he guessed correctly, this chip should have something to do with the intelligence in the top-secret flight.

Ye Heng carried the chip in his arms, and then went downstairs.

There was class in the morning, but Ye Heng ran away decisively, as a college student, I was really sorry for not skipping class.

Coming to the stock exchange, Ye Heng took out a note that said Huanyu Group.

Ye Heng went to open an account first, and then did not hesitate to buy 5,000 yuan of shares in Huanyu Technology.

Ye Heng believed that he was right, although he was now looking at the data and line charts on the big screen like a book from heaven.

He hummed a ditty and left under the sympathetic gaze of the staff.

The chip in Ye Heng's hand, he didn't know what to do with it.

If this is artificial intelligence, he will make a lot of money, but he has another concern, what if it gets out of control.

Inside the top-secret flight is the loss of control of the artificial intelligence, which leads to a series of tragic consequences.

If the chip in your hand is also out of control, then it will not be so easy to deal with, first of all, there is no technology in this world that can match it.

Ye Heng shuddered, remembering that there was a movie called The Matrix before, which was about artificial intelligence controlling human beings.

Thinking of this, Ye Heng tightened the chip.

Ye Heng went to the breakfast shop, bought some food, and then returned to the bedroom.

For college students, the dormitory is heaven, endless games, and endless dramas.

Ye Hengke didn't have the heart to play games, he put NZT and chips on the table, and looked at these two things with a flurry of eyes.

The more one is used, the less it is. One doesn't know how to use it.

Ye Heng is a little big now.

After a fierce ideological struggle, Ye Heng planned to use this chip, but only after taking NZT, because he was afraid that he would not be able to suppress this artificial intelligence.

If something goes wrong, he's a human sinner, even though no one knows he did it.

It's 11 a.m., and it's time for my roommate to come back in a little while.

Ye Heng planned to go to eat first, so as not to be dragged to the cafeteria by them when he came back.

Ye Heng casually found a restaurant and ordered a rice bowl.

At this moment, a man sat next to him.

"Ye Heng. ”

"Hmm, do you know me?" Ye Heng looked at this man in surprise, as if he didn't know this person in his memory.

"You may not know me, I am the personnel manager of Wisdom Technology, I saw your amazing performance in the competition of Yuncheng University, and I think you have great potential, whether you want to come to work in our company, the salary is easy to say. The man handed Ye Heng a business card, which said Wisdom Technology, Liu Cheng.

"But I'm only a sophomore. Ye Heng was a little surprised, how could someone find him, he was really eye-catching yesterday.

"It's okay, you can work in the school, you just need to help us maintain the system and fix the bugs when you get out of class. ”

"What are you doing?" Ye Heng asked.

It's impossible to go to work, I don't have that time, and I have to study the chips in my hands and the octahedron of the abandoned building.

"We're a game company that specializes in making small games. ”

"Then I'm thinking about it and I'll get back to you in a few days. ”

"Okay, then wait for your good news. The man left without eating.

Ye Heng thought thoughtfully, how about a game company that uses this chip to make a virtual reality game?