In the state of Massachusetts, at the north gate of the Hemp Rope Polytechnic Institute, stands a small three-story building.

Isado stood in front of the mirror, tending his silver-white beard, his forehead crisscrossed with wrinkles, like an old ditch, telling the signs of age.

When he finished washing, he wore a khaki striped suit and a cashmere scarf, and walked into the living room.

I saw a Chinese man in his fifties, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, sitting in front of the sofa at this time, holding a cup of hot coffee in his hand, as if savoring it.

"Don, good morning!"

Isador smiled softly.

"Teacher, I have communicated with the docking person of Future Technology, and I can help you arrange surgery as soon as possible, and the itinerary is scheduled for 10:22 tomorrow, and I will fly directly to Shanghai."

Tang Yongan explained slowly.

He looked at Isado with a sense of reverence in his eyes, this top mathematician in a beautiful country, who had studied under the Chinese mathematician Chen Xingshen, had made countless achievements in his life, which greatly promoted the development of physics and pure number theory.

"Good work!"

Isado nodded.

"Teacher, shall I accompany you?"

Tang Yongan asked cautiously, for fear that this stubborn little old man would not agree.

"What about the school curriculum?"

Isado frowned, he didn't want to delay the student's teaching work because of his own personal affairs.

"Next week happens to be spring break, and I have a week off."

Tang Yongan said with a smile.

Spring break is one of the important holidays of the University of Pretty Nation every year, usually in March.

There are certain differences in the spring break arrangements of different universities, and the holiday time of hemp rope science and technology is set in early March, which will not affect Tang Yongan's work.

"That's... All right. ”

Izado agreed.

Early the next morning, Tang Yongan drove to a stop in front of the teacher's yard, and after the young assistant helped Isador pack his luggage, the group went to Logan International Airport.

Ten minutes later, the airport's sprawling complex comes into view, as Logan International Airport is less than six kilometres from the Twine Institute of Technology, making it extremely easy to get around.

When everyone got off the bus and was about to walk to the waiting hall, four tall and sturdy white men, led by Dulles, completely sealed the road ahead.

“Who are you？ Why stand in our way? ”

Tang Yongan said with a displeased face.

"Mr. Isaddo, Mr. Tang, let me introduce myself, I am Dulles, the director of the Association for the Advancement of Science."

Dulles stretched out his right hand and said with a smile.

"Association for the Advancement of Science?"

Tang Yongan was puzzled, and then turned his gaze to Isadore, who he thought was a friend of the teacher.

"I'm catching a plane now, Mr. Dulles, and if there's nothing important, you can wait until I get back."

Isador said lightly.

"Does Mr. Isado want to go to Dahua to undergo the implantation of microelectrode biochips?"

Dulles' eyes were cold, and he asked slowly.

"You investigate me?"

Isador frowned slightly, showing an angry expression, in a beautiful country, it is neither legal nor moral to brazenly violate a person's right to privacy.

"Mr. Isaddo, there is a reason for this, and please understand that the Association for the Promotion of Science is also to ensure that advanced mathematical knowledge and ideas are not stolen by other regions."

Dulles shrugged his shoulders and replied in a deep voice.

"I am a human being, not the private property of the Association for the Advancement of Science, and I have the right to freedom of movement."

Isado complained loudly.

"Mr. Dulles, please get out of the way, or we'll call in the inspectors at once."

Tang Yongan sank his face and reprimanded in a muffled voice.

He is a professor of the Department of Mathematics of the Ma Rope Science and Technology, with high morality, social relations and network beyond the imagination of ordinary people, even if the power of the Association for the Promotion of Science is extremely powerful, he is not afraid at all.

When Dulles heard this, he stood stunned, he couldn't understand Isadore's brain circuit, science has no borders, but scientists do!

He believes that Isado is well aware of the negative impact of the use of invasive brain-computer interface technology to carry out "consciousness uploading" on the scientific research field of Beiberry Continent.

However, the other party still has to go his own way!

"Mr. Dulles, do you need me to contact the Inspectorate of the State of Massachuseu?"

Isado asked, threatening, and his patience was clearly exhausted.

The look on Dulles' face was cloudy, and after thinking about it again, he still led his subordinates to get out of the way.

"Boss, do you want to cancel his flight first without notifying the airport?"

One of his subordinates looked at the three people who were moving away and lowered his voice.

"No!"

Dulles waved his hand.

As for Isado's matter, I'd better report it to the council and let the top have a headache.

In addition to mathematicians, physicists, chemists and computer scholars from all walks of life, as well as the big bulls in the medical, engineering, and mechanical industries, as well as the super-rich people in Huaer Street, who can escape the temptation of 'eternal life'?

If he jumps too much, once he is held accountable in the future, the black cauldron will naturally be indispensable.

At the same time, some people in the scientific community around the world, out of various considerations, have chosen to take a plane and plan to go to Dahua District to find out.

For Chen, the likes of Stephen Horting, Paul Boyer and Thomas Stey serve as a good role model.

Even if these scientists rushed to the scene, only one in a thousand, or one in ten thousand, but as the nourishment for Moss's intelligent upgrade, it is more than enough.

For the Association for the Promotion of Science in Oberang, Stephen Horting has a very bad head, perhaps because he is afraid of death, or he is greedy for the beauty of the world.

As everyone knows, most scientists who are willing to become 'virtual digital humans' actually have a variety of internal reasons in their hearts.

First, the pursuit of eternal life: they believe that the form of digital humans can perpetuate their thoughts and knowledge, retain their independent consciousness, and thus explore the forbidden area of the gods;

Second, explore the limits of science and technology: the instability and fragility of carbon-based life are destined to be very short, and they hope to break through the limitations of traditional human life with the help of virtual space technology, and spend endless time exploring the limits of science and technology;

Third, preserve knowledge and wisdom: Scientists, as the pinnacle of human wisdom, have valuable professional knowledge, experience and wisdom, and of course want to preserve these forever and share them with future generations before their bodies are exhausted;

Fourth, to achieve higher goals: Some scientists believe that the emergence of the 'immortal virtual world' can bring about great changes on the planet, improve the scientific research environment, and continue the spark of wisdom and technology to the greatest extent.

Just when Isado, Tang Yongan and others flew over Taipingyang, the pressure call of the Association for the Promotion of Science had already entered the hinterland of Yancheng.

"He can really toss, the plan is not small, and he has provoked so much hostility."

Meng Laole said.

Shanhai Group is not a blockbuster, and the popularity of the 'Immortal Virtual World' has risen instead of falling, some people recognize it, and some people oppose it.

Some people are obsessed, and some people panic!

"Shall we continue to protect him?"

The old man sitting opposite him asked in a condensed voice.

"What do you think?"

Meng Lao was noncommittal.

A week ago, Chen Heyu sent him a design drawing of an exoskeleton drive device, and he knew at that time that the potential risks must have been anticipated by the other party.

"Dry them for a few days first, the conditions, you can talk slowly."

The old man looked playful.

"Hahaha......"

Meng Lao smiled and said with a smile, since Chen Heyu and Shanhai Group have been in Dahua District, the process technology in all aspects has advanced by leaps and bounds.

When Shanhai Microelectronics developed domestic lithography machines, its capital investment in the production and manufacturing of ultra-high-precision machine tools and new materials increased more than ten times.

In the third quarter of last year, Shanhai Materials and Shanhai Seiko were operated independently, and the fuselage materials of Raytheon H-20 and Qinglong D-100 were really impossible to produce if they left Shanhai Group.

In terms of long-range combat and fire control systems, Dahua District is silently catching up!

On March 14, Stephen Hotting died in Yancheng, and his youngest son, Timothy, transported his body back to the foggy country for burial.

The social media and self-media platforms in Dahua, Europe, and Beiberry Island began to compete to report on the honors won by Huo Ting in his life, and expressed their sincere admiration with a deep feeling of remembrance.

But in the education channel of the domestic and international versions of Shanhai Video's App, a digital person like Stephen Hötin suddenly appeared.

"Hello everyone, I'm Hordin, and the feeling of coming back to life is indeed amazing!"

In the picture, the image of Hotin is in his youth, smiling, and speaking comfortably to the camera.

Günter Lobel: "......"

Paul Boyer: "......"

Thomas Stey: "......"

Izado: "......"

Xu Shixun: "......"

Seeing this, Li Weicheng, who was far away on Hong Kong Island to recuperate, couldn't help but be interested, could the 'immortal virtual world' really be immortal?

As he grew older, his physical functions failed, and despite his innumerable wealth, he could not resist the erosion of time.

"Ah boy, help me call Mr. Chen."

Li Weicheng commanded.

"Daddy, the contradiction between the Li family and the Shanhai Group has not been resolved?"

Li Zheju asked in surprise.

"Confused! If we don't deepen cooperation, the rift will only get bigger, and since the rise of mountains and seas is unstoppable, let's put aside the conflict for the time being. ”

Li Weicheng said meaningfully.

……

"Li Weicheng? is worthy of being the richest man in China, and his heart and city government are not comparable to ordinary people, he is willing to pay money, and I have absolutely no reason to refuse. ”

Chen Heyu smiled lightly and explained to Zhang Nan.

"Okay, boss, I know how to do it."

Zhang Nan replied.

Chen Heyu said "um", immediately put down his mobile phone, lifted the silky and fluffy goose down quilt, and saw Xu Jiujiu lying on the side.

The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they tossed until the second half of the night, and they slept soundly at this point.

The vibrating sound of the mobile phone didn't wake her up, and her white and smooth fragrant shoulders were exposed outside the quilt.

Chen Heyu got out of bed and went to the bathroom to rinse, and he also had to go to the headquarters of Future Technology to meet the big bosses of the three major operators.

The trillions of cakes thrown by Shanhai Group, whether they take it or not, Chen Heyu will do it! (End of chapter)