Chapter Seventy-One: The Murderous Virus

Xiao Yao was afraid of water, but at this time, he was calm and terrifying, he knew too well that if he tossed blindly in the water, then he might not sink to the bottom, but he would not be able to breathe the air at the top.

The black mist was already raging in his heart, and the original Tianjing was still working tirelessly to repair his wounds, and began to slowly pull the black mist back into the fireball.

Eighty-one qi apertures were running wildly even in the water, absorbing the vitality in the water and turning into a part of the body.

Tired, extremely tired, but Xiao Yao knew that he couldn't sleep.

His bones were already riddled with holes, but fortunately, the flame energy in his body had already gained the upper hand, and more black mist was brought back to the fireball, and the cyclone at the eighty-one qi orifice was getting faster and faster, capturing more vitality from the outside world.

He had to float from the bottom to the surface again and again to get a breath of less fresh air.

The tiredness faded away, and in its place the strength returned.

Xiao Yao looked inside his body and found that his body was gradually improving, and it wouldn't be long before his body could recover as before, even if it was in this water prison, or even better than before, the black fog brought him a crisis at the same time, but also made his body more and more tenacious.

Xiao Yao also found a not very good situation, as the black mist corroded his muscles and bones again and again, the time for the battered body to recover was getting longer and longer, and I don't know if the black mist will become a trouble as the strength of the body gets higher and higher.

When his mind came to his head, he couldn't help but be stunned, his walnut-like head was twisted together at this time, as if it was tied in a knot, and when he carefully identified it, Xiao Yao was surprised to find that the shape of his brain actually resembled a Klein bottle.

He desperately wondered what had happened to him, but he couldn't remember anything.

"What did Li Shu do to me?" Xiao Yao's heart was angry, he couldn't understand why his brain had become like this, why he was still alive and sound.

He remembered that before coming here, Li Shu said that Sanshui Company had a device that could read memories, could it be that this pool was it?

Xiao Yao's eyes rolled, and his mind began to constantly recall the eighteen characters that Miao Yu had engraved there with brain waves, over and over again, although the shape of his brain had changed, these eighteen characters were still there, but he didn't know if he had forgotten anything else.

There was a laboratory more than ten meters above the water dungeon, and Li Shuzheng and several staff members in white coats were staring at the computer screens one after another.

"Why is this happening?" Li Shuyan frowned and asked puzzled.

A researcher was also puzzled, and said: "He does have black fog in his body, but his vitality is very special, and he can completely control the black fog into a small space and prevent them from destroying his body." ”

"Have you recorded the route of the vitality in his body?" Li Shu asked.

"His vitality is not in the meridians at all, just like the sun's rays come to the earth from the sun, not through a certain channel, but through the entire universe." The researchers were also puzzled.

"The Original Scripture must be obtained." Li Shu gritted his teeth and said.

"But all the signals we sent to his brain were lost, and there was not a single spillover, and there was no way to read his memory." The researcher wondered.

Li Shushun picked up a measuring cup and slammed it on the ground, splashing a large cloud of smoke, and glass shards flew everywhere.

"You can't monitor the path of the Yuanqi, you can't read his memory, what's the use of your equipment?" Li Shu reprimanded loudly.

The researchers were shut up, and no one dared to speak again.

"With ......," one researcher suddenly exclaimed excitedly.

Eighteen characters inexplicably floated on his computer screen, and the eighteen characters did not form any sentences, not any known computer language, and certainly not any logic to speak of.

A group of researchers stared at the eighteen characters and studied them for a long time, but found nothing.

"Enter the computer and analyze it with AI." Li Shu said with a wit.

The researchers also have no opinion, since the human brain cannot analyze the results, they can only rely on computers.

Someone typed those eighteen characters into a computer and ran an AI diagnostic program on Sanshui's powerful servers to analyze the unrelated eighteen characters.

The AI works like crazy, composing those eighteen characters into countless combinations, making some characters reappear and recombine, and even intelligently adding some numbers, but no matter how the AI combines, it can't get any information from them.

One researcher asked discouragedly, "Could it be some unrelated character?" ”

Li Shu didn't nod or shake his head.

Two hours have passed, and AI is taking up more and more system resources, but there is still no result.

It was only then that Li Shu felt that something was wrong.

"Stop the diagnosis of AI." Li Shu suddenly had some bad premonitions.

"It's stopped, but the system still prompts that AI is occupying more and more system resources." The researcher said in surprise.

"Maybe there are other people running AI diagnostics." Li Shu guessed.

The researcher's face was even more surprised, and he said, "The system shows that our computer is running the program. ”

"Oh no, those eighteen characters are viruses, turn off the computer." Li Shu shouted.

The researchers didn't care about the shutdown procedure and went straight to unplug the power.

But then, the other researcher's computer buzzed, as if the hard drive was constantly writing data, and all the cooling equipment was overloaded.

"It's all closed." Li Shu finally felt that something was wrong, and his face became extremely ugly.

Soon, all the computers in the lab were turned off.

"You don't know what's going on?" Li Shu stared coldly at a group of researchers.

The researchers looked at each other, not knowing why Li Shu asked this question.

"Discuss what virus those eighteen characters are, and don't leave work today if you don't get a result." Coldly abandoning this sentence, Li Shu pushed the door and walked out.

Closing the door, Li Shu took out his phone, ran a program, and then walked towards the entrance of the dungeon.

A faint white mist suddenly drifted into the vents of the laboratory, and the white mist melted into the air and quickly disappeared.

The researchers in the laboratory suddenly became hideous, their eyes were about to pop out, they all put their hands on their necks, opened their mouths wide, and tried desperately to breathe but couldn't take a breath of air.

Several researchers scrambled to the door of the lab, trying to pull it open.

But how could the door that was closed by Li Shu from the outside be opened by them from the inside.

The researchers gave up, and finally someone realized before they died that it was the eighteen characters who killed them.

It was Li Shu who asked them to input characters into the computer and run an AI diagnostic program, but those eighteen characters seemed to be a deadly virus, and no one knew if the virus had invaded Sanshui's main server.

This responsibility is too great, and no one can afford it, not even Li Shu.

And this responsibility must be borne by someone, Li Shu doesn't want to bear it, so it can only be borne by these researchers.