"What happens if you become a cyberpsycho"

Mo Fan was very curious about this, and it was mentioned in the Great Refinement Body Method that without the physical body as a barrier, the soul would be assimilated by the Great Dao if it came into direct contact with the Great Dao, and then annihilated itself.

But he didn't say what would happen to the soul when the body was still there.

Is it to become a fool, to die conscious and become a vegetative person, or to be directly brain dead?

"There are many manifestations of cyber psychosis, such ......as self-cognitive impairment, schizophrenia, and delusional disorder," An Xin said.

"Regardless of the manifestations, there is one thing in common, that is, there is a strong tendency to violence and self-destruction, which cannot be reversed."

"Cyberpsychosis, like a moving mass of explosives, will keep destroying everything around it until it disappears in the explosion."

"So dangerous?" The symptoms of cyber psychosis were far from what Mo Fan had imagined, and he couldn't help but frown.

If it is an implant of an ordinary civilian functional prosthesis, it will not be able to make much noise if it becomes a cyber psychopath, but if it is transplanted with a combat prosthesis, it will suddenly attack in a crowded place......

An Xin seemed to have mind-reading skills, guessed what Mo Fan was thinking, and said:

"Because of its danger, the federal government has decreed that if someone is identified as cyberpsychotic, the public safety department will immediately mobilize the highest level of force around it to unconditionally kill the target."

Mo Fan asked: "How many prostheses are transplanted in general, it is possible to become cyberpsychotic." ”

"For ordinary people, the degree of transformation should not exceed 15%, which is converted to about five prostheses."

Mo Fan sighed, glad that the existence of the Great Refinement Body Method had maintained the integrity of his physical barrier.

If there is no Great Refinement Body Method, with the number of prosthetics he implants, I am afraid that the ashes will be raised by the automatic law enforcement team now.

As a cultivator who relied on prosthetic body cultivation, how many prosthetic bodies could be integrated into the body, and there was no need to plan the installation of prosthetic bodies, so he was not prepared to act according to An Xin's first suggestion.

"What about the second piece of advice?"

An Xin moved in front of Mo Fan, leaned forward, and carefully observed Mo Fan, as if she wanted to see something from his face.

Mo Fan threw a wink at An Xin with the same style as Ebisu, "Do you want to get closer?" ”

"I think you're a little crazy at best, but you're not a fool." An Xin automatically blocked Mo Fan's harassment.

Mo Fan: "Thank you for the compliment." ”

An Xin: "However, if you become a cyber psychopath in my office, then I will definitely find a way to make you sober up......"

Mo Fan didn't expect An Xin to attach so much importance to him, and there was a burst of warmth in his heart, and he was about to pounce on her and give her a hug.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he was halfway down, he was blocked by An Xin with his feet.

An Xin's bare soles pressed against Mo Fan's face, making him unable to move forward any further, and then she twisted her waist and turned around, and while standing up from her sitting position, she trampled Mo Fan down on the sofa.

She rubbed the soles of her feet on Mo Fan's cheeks and said the second half of the sentence: "I will find a way to make you sober up, and then kill you." ”

"I see, if I become cyberpsychotic, I will definitely find a way to die before I get sick."

An Xin raised her foot, let go of Mo Fan, and sat back in her original position.

"The first option is the most efficient, 2 million federal coins, which can put together a complete set of implantable prostheses within the scope of your mental tolerance."

"The second option is a bit more extravagant, using the money to buy special prosthetic parts, such as prosthetic eyes, prosthetic internal organs, or brain-computer interfaces. However, the cost of transplantation of this kind of prosthesis is often more expensive than the prosthesis itself, and the goods of large companies are only enough to buy about two pieces for 2 million. ”

Chilang Technology's nervous driving made Mo Fan discover that the prosthetic body produced by the super company has a richer aura than the products of ordinary companies, and it also carries a trace of Taoist breath, which is of great benefit to cultivation.

Rather than buying a whole set of mediocre prostheses, he prefers the second route of less and finer.

"By the way, Miss An Xin, 2 million federal coins, is it enough to buy a military combat prosthesis?"

"It's barely enough to buy one."

Mo Fan's face was happy, "Then ......"

"But there is no channel." An Xin poured cold water in time and extinguished Mo Fan's smile.

"The military combat prosthetic body is the highest level of controlled products, and it is strictly forbidden to go out. Except for a small number of officers who have made military exploits, the vast majority of military personnel must remove the transplanted military combat prosthetic body when they are discharged from the army. ”

"Unless you can enter the underground black market in Planet City, it will be difficult to find a source of goods."

"Where did Ebisu's prosthetic body come from?" Mo Fan could determine that the woman had at least two military-type prosthetics transplanted through the aura concentration of the brief battle with Ebisu.

"She is a native of Planet City, ran away from home after a quarrel with her family, and joined her brigade commander's uncle, and in two years, she became the youngest officer in the brigade she served."

"She wants to get a military prosthetic, and there are methods."

"Excuse me."

Mo Fan didn't expect that Ebisu, who didn't seem to be angry in front of An Xin, was so big, a native of Planet City, plus a brigade commander uncle.

With this kind of family background, Ryan may not be able to compare to her.

Mo Fan asked reluctantly, "Then can I ask her to help me get a military combat prosthetic?" ”

"Yes, this is one of her businesses, but if you look for her, 2 million is not enough, and even a little too much."

Mo Fan sighed, he forgot the degree of Ebisu's black heart, 1 million dared to cut into 150,000, more than 1 million prosthetics, if she only doubled, I am afraid it will be all for An Xin's face.

He grabbed the dried meat and put it in his mouth, "I'm going to think about it." ”

"Actually, you don't have to stare at the prosthesis, the one that suits you is the best, the latest industrial prosthetic, maybe more suitable for your style."

"I used to have a headache about how to make money, but I didn't expect spending money to be such a headache." Mo Fan shrugged his shoulders, sat down against An Xin, and looked at the "Wasteland Survivors" together.

Mo Fan: "Is this Bales really human, how do I feel that even if he eats nuclear waste, he can taste it with relish." ”

An Xin: "You transplanted Lebo's super mouth and super stomach, and you can also have such a good appetite." ”

"I heard that after transplanting that thing, eating excrement is vanilla-flavored."

"I'm sorry, I don't mean to comment on your sexual fetishes, but please be normal."

"I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense, I only learned about it after eating the food you cooked."

……

Mo Fan: "Why doesn't this Estafor eat?" ”

An Xin: "He transplanted a strengthened intestine, which can break down excrement to obtain nutrients, and can survive starvation until the end of the game." ”

"Does the gut have a sense of taste, will it also be vanilla-flavored?"

"Looks like I need to check your browsing history."

Just as the two were drinking wine and chatting for a while, the doorbell of Ruyi Office rang.

Mo Fan looked at his watch, two fifty-three points.

He looked at the office hours of Ruyi's office again, 10:00 a.m. to 7:00 p.m.

He pulled the cigarette butt out of his mouth and walked to the door with his bat in his hand.

Which fool is too big to find the door, or is there another drunk who has drunk too much to borrow the toilet.

Last time, that bastard actually excreted directly at the door of the office, if he hadn't reacted in time, he would have stepped on it when he went out for morning exercises.

He checked the video, it was a black man, and he could only see two eyes and a mouthful of white teeth in the access camera, so he couldn't find who it was even if he wanted to settle the account.

Before opening the door, he glanced at the camera, it was pitch black, and the next moment, two round eyes suddenly appeared in the air.

Maybe it was hearing someone coming, and the person outside the camera smiled, showing a mouthful of white teeth.

Mo Fan also grinned and clenched the baseball bat in his hand.

Fuck, I've caught you kid, and I dare to come a second time, and I'm not going to open my eyes for this shit today.

The moment he opened the door, he wanted to say hello with a stick first, but as soon as his hand was waved, he immediately stopped moving.

The one outside the door was also a black man, but unlike the guy last time, he was a big celebrity in Wildwind Town, and even in West City, and even Mo Fan, an outsider who had not crossed over for a short time, had seen him more than once.

The person who came was the street boy who walked out of Yefeng Town, the founder of Ninth Media, and the third in line for the mayoral election of Yefeng Town, Brother Yi.