Blue Star, Wilderness, Base 12.

Three days have passed since that crazy "little game", and during this time, Lin Chuan has basically solved the contradiction between spirit and darkness, and at the same time collected a lot of information.

He had figured out that the base relied on low-level artificial intelligence to keep the system running, and could only execute written programs, so as long as he figured out the operation habits of the artificial intelligence, there was hope to find loopholes.

After all, the program is dead, and Lin Chuan is not just fighting "alone".

And when it was time for him to verify the results, Lin Chuan closed his eyes and counted down silently in his heart.

“3”

“2”

“1”

[Blood Pack 2577 testing begins.] 】

The emotionless voice of the low-level artificial intelligence rang on time.

A bright silver mechanical tentacle hung down from the roof of the shed, and while wrapping Lin Chuan's arm, his ankle was instantly tightened by the tentacles floating out of the ground.

There was a slight tingling in the fingertips, and before each blood draw, the base would take the trouble to test it again to ensure that the blood in the blood bag was in a qualified state.

[Blood bag No. 2577 is normal.] The blood draw volume is 300ml, and the emergency plan No. 02 is ready. 】

The cold mechanical sound made Lin Chuan frown, although it was not the same as the amount of blood drawn two days ago, he had to figure out what the emergency plan was.

The amount of blood drawn from 300ml can basically be recovered in two to three days, but if it is 300ml every day, the body will definitely become weaker and weaker, but Lin Chuan still did not struggle, because he had to count the operation habits of artificial intelligence, which was the key to whether he could escape from the base.

If it is a high-level artificial intelligence, Lin Chuan will not bother to do this at all, just wait for death with peace of mind, after all, there is only one high-level artificial intelligence in the entire federation, and the virtual president of the federal senate is comparable to the existence of a god.

……

This was not the first time Lin Chuan had had his blood drawn, but when the two cold needles sank into his arm, his body still became a little stiff uncontrollably.

The small room was so quiet that you could even hear the sound of blood flowing.

The speed at which the mechanical pipeline drew blood was very fast, and Lin Chuan's hands and feet began to become cold, and his face became more and more pale.

At the moment when the blood draw was about to end, Lin Chuan decisively sank all his consciousness into the dantian and once again descended on the Taiji Nebula.

And before he was out of consciousness, he finally faintly heard a cold mechanical voice:

[Blood bag No. 2577 was detected to be in shock, and emergency plan No. 02 was activated]

In the consciousness of the third perspective, I vaguely saw the electronic collar around my neck lit up with a red light.

The smooth ground cracked two gaps, and the dense mechanical arms poked out of the gaps, gradually coming together, entangled Lin Chuan layer by layer, forming a rudimentary airtight cabin.

In the closed cabin, a long needle sank into Lin Chuan's spine and injected a tube of unknown fluorescent-colored liquid, which was a hematopoietic agent that could stimulate the bone marrow and accelerate hematopoiesis.

At the same time, the dense laser knives were also aimed at his body, and Lin Chuan believed that if the emergency plan failed, those sharp laser knives would take all the available organs from his body as soon as possible.

……

Above the galaxy, the old welfare home reappeared, and Lin Chuan lay on the rocking chair, silently waiting for the arrival of spirit and darkness.

"Ancestor!"

"Father!"

Before the meteor crossed the sky, the excited voices of the two had already arrived.

Lin Chuan slapped his head helplessly, he didn't bother to correct what the two of them called him, and asked straight to the point:

"Don't waste time, tell me how well you coordinated? Why is there still some delay when I mobilize my aura? ”

Dark, like a child, rushed to start complaining:

"Father, I've tried my best to cooperate with him to put on those nano armors, but he doesn't cooperate with me, and he won't learn the breathing method."

"Isn't this sick, you have to believe in science!"

Not surprisingly, the two quarreled again.

Dark opened his mouth directly this time and spit out a golden pill:

"Science? Then what is this that I cultivated? ”

Lingmian said expressionlessly:

"It's a stone, next time you can't vomit, I can help you with surgery for free."

Lin Chuan, who was very angry, almost didn't laugh out loud, after getting along for the past few days, he thought that he was used to the rigidity of the spirit and the dark middle two, but these two people could bring him new "surprises" every time.

But now is not the time to argue, Lin Chuan needs to make the Tai Chi cyclone become like an arm again, and he must let the two of them let go of their prejudices against each other...... He groaned for two seconds, got up and said very seriously:

"I have never regretted giving you civilization, because in my opinion, all civilizations bloom from the sea of blood, from the age of hair and blood, stepping on the bones out of the darkness, to create art, law, morality, and ideals, no longer like paramecium, only know how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, but can give their lives for a certain belief.

This is what I think of as civilization, not like you, without a purpose, without ideals, to become stronger, not to say anything to help me, if I want to use you as a tool, I will not give you spirits.

Let's go back and think about it, if the next time I mobilize the aura, I can still feel the delay, then there is no need for this nebula to exist. ”

After Lin Chuan finished speaking, he waved his hand and retracted his consciousness.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he had already recognized that Spirit and Darkness were independent individuals, which is why he said so much.

But if it dragged on any longer, his body would only become weaker and weaker, and if he couldn't escape, even if he didn't destroy the Taiji Nebula, they would also dissipate.

……

[The repair of blood bag No. 2577 has been completed, and the cafeteria area is open. 】

Lin Chuan's consciousness returned, and the cold mechanical sound sounded at the same time, and the mechanical arm surrounding Lin San put away the laser scalpel and retreated to the ground, and the electronic collar around his neck turned green again.

The pure white wall dissolved a portal as if it had been melted snow, and Lin Chuan walked thoughtfully to the cafeteria, a smile unconsciously hung on the corner of his mouth.

Lin Chuan finally determined the most important part of the plan, consciousness detachment: as long as the consciousness sank into the dantian, it could cause the illusion of shock.

However, after Lin Chuan walked out of the passage, he immediately sorted out his expression, calmly picked up a plate from the table next to the door, walked to the window, pushed the plate into the window, and then aimed his eyes at the pupil scanner in the window.

[The identity of Blood Pack No. 2577 has been confirmed.] 】

After confirming Lin Chuan's identity, the mechanical arm put two dark yellow protein bars on the dinner plate, and Lin Chuan found a corner and began to eliminate the "food" in front of him.

Now, the escape plan has been almost prepared, and as long as the Tai Chi cyclone no longer has problems, it can be prepared to be implemented.

It's just that he couldn't see Yu Sheng, which made Lin Chuan have some bad premonitions, but Yu Sheng said that she was a little sleepy in the past two days, so he didn't think much about it.

He wasn't the only one in the cafeteria, but it was so quiet that only the sound of chewing could be heard.

Everyone's face was pale, and everyone was numbly chewing the tasteless protein bar, and they were not in the mood to speak.

Maybe they shouldn't be called human anymore, day after day blood drawing, eating, exercising, such a boring and hopeless life, has long made them accustomed to the identity of blood bags.

"If you force you to kill me, if you can't kill me, I'll kill you sooner or later!"

The arrogant voice broke the calm of the cafeteria, and Lin Chuan's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of a pinpoint.

"Have the ability to spread Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu kicked your hemorrhoids into mouth ulcers! I'm blanching you xxxx ......"

The angry scolding with a very high content of the mother is getting closer and closer, Lin Chuan gave up his unrealistic fantasy, this scolding is not panting, and there is no one else except the second bald man.

Soon, Jing Xuan was pushed out of passage 2603, his whole body was restrained by bright silver mechanical tentacles, and the only thing he could move was his mouth.

The miserable white light illuminated his countenance, and the shiny bald head was a little reflective.

Lin Chuan let out a long sigh, put down the protein bar in his hand, and walked over a little helplessly.

The artificial intelligence here is only the lowest, and in most cases will only execute the programmed program, apparently [blocking a curse mouth], and not written into its program.

In fact, if Jing Xuan stopped struggling, those mechanical tentacles would no longer continue to restrain him, and the cafeteria was an area where he could move freely, and there were no mechanical tentacles to stop Lin Chuan.

"Okay, stop scolding, stop struggling."

Lin Chuan had also experienced the taste of being restrained by mechanical tentacles, and it was not a good feeling to be stimulated by an electric current every few seconds.

Hearing Lin Chuan's voice, Jing Xuan's eyes suddenly widened, as if he had choked on food, and turned his head to Lin Chuan with a stiff expression.

"Damn, you haven't burped yet! That's great! ”

Lin Chuan found that the mechanical tentacles that bound him were obviously tightly locked, and he hurriedly said:

"Don't move, don't struggle, calm down, just be silent for more than 1 minute, make sure your heart rate drops, and these tentacles will let go of you."

Jing Xuan wanted to say something more, but looking at Lin Chuan's worried look, he gritted his teeth and closed his mouth.

In this world, except for the old dean, it is estimated that only Lin Chuan can shut him up.

The cafeteria was quiet again, the blood packs all lowered their heads, numbly chewing protein bars, scolding people can't change their situation, replenishing their physical strength, and completing today's exercise indicators is the most important thing.

In fact, being a blood pack is not entirely a bad thing, the blood pack needs to maintain a healthy physical state, so not only do you have protein bars to eat every day, but the canteen will also provide synthetic vitamins at night, at least you won't starve to death here.

In addition to being drawn blood, the only thing that needs to be done every day is to exercise, and after completing the exercise indicators, you can go back to your room to rest.

Sometimes low-level AI also provides books or audio-visual entertainment.

There are many wilderness people who are about to starve to death, and they will even take the initiative to find a slave catcher team and ask to become a blood pack, but unfortunately most of the blood of those wilderness people is not qualified, and only a few can be selected as blood packs.

……

The second bald man gritted his teeth, trying to calm his restless heart, and after five or six minutes, the mechanical tentacles that bound him gradually retreated to the ground.

Lin Chuan hurriedly helped him sit aside, and then asked a little eagerly, "Didn't you run away?" Why are you caught too? Jiang Yang was also arrested? ”

"Jiang Yang has nothing to do, this should have been to the eighth district, Ao Wu also let him take it away, but I didn't make it, I was caught by the old Wang Ba, he also wanted me to fight black boxing for him, let me scold and send me here."

There were quite a few others who came with me, but the convoy was attacked when it was almost here, and I was the only one left in my car of more than 30 people. ”

Lin Chuan nodded thoughtfully, and understood why the "patriarch" didn't come out to greet him, after all, there was only one person, and there was no need to even play games.

After Jing Xuan finished speaking, he spat at the ground, but in the next second, a mechanical tentacle rose from the ground and slapped the back of his neck, and then an emotionless mechanical voice sounded:

"Spitting is prohibited in the cafeteria area."

"What the ......"

Lin Chuan hurriedly stopped him, the mechanical tentacles stayed for a while, and seeing that Jing Xuan showed no signs of resistance, he silently retreated to the ground.

"How did you develop this curse?"

Lin Chuan asked helplessly.

"When you didn't come to the welfare home, those people on the street always bullied me, and I was too young to beat them, so I worked hard every day......"

"And then?"

"And then? Then no one can scold me, they beat me, and it was my mother who died......" Jing Xuan rolled his eyes, stared at Lin Chuan and said:

"Don't talk about all this uselessness, do you think about how to run?"

"It's almost ......" Lin Chuan paused, as if he had suddenly dropped the connection.

Jing Xuan was already surprised, knowing that Lin Chuan couldn't come back to his senses for a while, so he followed the example of other blood packets, found a dinner plate, and took an egg white bar from the cafeteria window, and when he was halfway through eating, Lin Chuan went online again, and continued with bright eyes:

"There should be only one person in this base who has the authority to control the low-level artificial intelligence here, as long as we control him, we can hope to escape."

The second bald man stuffed the remaining half of the protein strip into his mouth and asked vaguely:

"Have you seen that man?"

"Well, a pervert in a white coat who claims to be the patriarch."

Lin Chuan didn't give Jing Xuan a chance to continue to ask questions, and quickly continued to explain:

"That pervert has undergone mechanical modification, there are four mechanical tentacles behind it, there should still be a way to deal with it, the difficulty is that we must subdue him, not kill him, otherwise the base may carry out self-destruction procedures."

Jing Xuan nodded thoughtfully and asked calmly, "What should we do?" ”

Lin Chuan smiled gently:

"Die."

Lin Chuan's gentle smiling face formed a huge contrast with the cold words, and the hairs on Jing Xuan's body stood up inexplicably.

Jing Xuan remembered the scene when he first saw Lin Chuan, when Lin Chuan was being bullied by the group of bad boys in the orphanage, and he was only four or five years old, and he was no match for those teenage children.

But even if he was beaten to the point that his head was bleeding, Lin Chuan was still smiling like he was now, and the blood left on his forehead stained his face red, making that gentle smile very weird.

As a result, the group of children were so frightened that they ran away crying.

"What do you think?" Lin Chuan waved his hand in front of the second bald man, and waited for him to come back to his senses before he continued: "It's not a real death, I have a way to let me fake my death, when the time comes, as long as I control that patriarch." ”

"Is it reliable?"

"Reliable."

"Then it's fine, him xxx!"

Lin Chuan nodded, explained his future plan to the second bald man in a low voice, and then walked to the fitness area with him.

……

The furnishings of the fitness area are very simple, as long as the blood bags put a treadmill or a nerve unit sticker on the bicycle, they can choose the virtual scene they want.

Although the entire base is only controlled by low-level artificial intelligence, the database of virtual scenes is very complete, even if you want to become Mario and be a princess on the treadmill.

Lin Chuan has just had blood drawn today, so there is no hard exercise index, he can freely use the two hours of exercise time, and most of the blood bags that have been drawn will choose to be in the rest area of the fitness area to watch Mewtwo.

The so-called Mewtwo is to transfer the experience of others from a fixed device to the viewer's nervous system in the form of a digital record, so that the user can completely experience everything experienced by the recorder, including inner feelings, sensory stimulation, thoughts and memories, and muscle stretching.

That sense of substitution allows people to experience different lives, and for the dark blood bag, Mewtwo is like spiritual opium, the only thing worth looking forward to in their lives.

And the Mewtwo themes left in the base are all about pleasure, whether it is the Manchu and Han Banquets or the Wine Pond Meat Forest, the only purpose is to make the blood bags indulge in false pleasure and forget the reality that they are in a cage.

Lin Chuan asked Jing Xuan to find a treadmill casually and start running, and after telling him not to put on the stickers of the nerve unit, he found a corner in the viewing area of Mewtwo, sat down, and said to Xiaoyou:

"I have time now, you can start there."