Chapter 30: The Girl by the Trito Lakes (13)

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Cheng Mo stood in front of the observation window and looked inside, a small night light was lit at the head of the bed, and the dim light shrouded the old man lying on the white hospital bed, he was wearing an intubation ventilator, and chest drainage tubes were also inserted on the left and right sides of his chest. In terms of physiognomy, he was no more than an ordinary Caucasian old man, but his bare chest, arms, and neck were covered with green scales of light to yellowish color, as if he had a very serious ichthyosis.

He should not be feeling well at the moment, even with his eyes closed, he frowned deeply on his golden brows, and there were wrinkles on his forehead like carved lines, which seemed to be very painful.

Cheng Mo could hear an abnormal breathing sound through the closed ICU, and with the understanding of a long-term illness, Cheng Mo speculated that the white old man in front of him should have had a double lung transplant.

"Probably transplanted lungs from lizardmen...... Cheng Mo thought to himself, "But where did Jingquan go?"

This made Cheng Mo's head a little big, and he stood in the silent corridor and stared at the old man on the hospital bed, looking for possible clues while thinking about what to do. The Seven Sins Sect shimmered, his translucent white reflection reflected on the glass, and the green exit sign added a cold color to his back.

Suddenly noticing himself wearing a black mask as if illuminated by ghost fire, Cheng Mo was a little shocked.

He was thinking that people were really good at scaring themselves, when suddenly, there was an eerie sound of "click! click" from the depths of the silent and dark hallway, like dry bones rubbing.

The sound comes very suddenly, like when you are about to be scary in a ghost movie, first setting the stage of the horror music, making you afraid of the unknown, and then unexpectedly exerting double pressure on your retina and eardrums, making your blood pressure soar.

However, like Cheng Mo, believers in Marxist scientism who "do not respect heaven and earth, and do not believe in ghosts and gods" will naturally not be frightened by the atmosphere. For him, "people" are the more terrifying existence, and probably now he has to count the "lizard people".

Cheng Mo held his breath and listened carefully, the voice approaching the corner at the end of the corridor in an unhurried rhythm. He was sure that this was definitely not a sound that humans could make, in fact, this sound was very subtle, but because Cheng Mo turned on his super hearing, this sound was like wearing in-ear headphones, directly pushing the piercing sound waves into Cheng Mo's brain, and a strong sense of urgency pressed on his heart through the eardrum.

Inexplicably, Cheng Mo would think of some scenes when he followed Li Jiting in Moscow to find the safe house in room 35 of the Kingdom of Li, such as the corpse lying in the bathtub. Cheng Mo thought of the lizardman with his eyes closed, and the blood-red "dangerous" warning on the door, the huge Black Death Hospital No. 9 did not have any signs in the "keep quiet" slogan, but "dangerous" warnings could be seen everywhere.

The voice was getting closer and closer, Cheng Mo threw the distracting thoughts in his heart out of his mind, he clenched the "Seven Sins Sect", and stared intently at the corner of the corridor. The sound of "click, click" was already close at hand, and when it came out of the corner, although Cheng Mo had been prepared, he was still shocked, even though he had seen so much that he would not be shocked if it was an alien in front of him, but at this moment he still felt unexpected, so that he was stunned for a moment.

It was a skeleton in a nurse's uniform.

It still had cracks in its skull in its nurse's hat, two large eye sockets glowing red, and hollow heart-shaped lower teeth in its nose were white and shiny, neat and oozing. Its two jagged bony arms also carried a stainless steel tray on which the medicine was neatly stacked.

Cheng Mo never dreamed that he would see such a thing, and what was even more exciting was that this thing didn't seem to expect to see him, so he opened his mouth and made a stunned expression with his jaw dropping.

What does it feel like for a skeleton in a nurse's uniform to make a "jaw drop" expression at you in a haunted house-like hospital? Even Cheng Mo felt that "it's really a hell", and he didn't know what to do at the moment, so he could only stand in front of the observation window with the "Seven Sins Sect" in his hand and look at the skeleton nurse who stopped and dropped his jaw.

The red light in the skeleton nurse's eyes passed through the air and locked onto Cheng Mo, and a red line passed through the plexiglass of the mask and shot straight into his pupils.

At this time, Cheng Mo had clearly seen the hidden metal parts and countless dense pipelines behind the beige bones. There is no doubt that the skull in front of him is an artificial intelligence robot. This made Cheng Mo not dodge the red light, nor did he react excessively, but he raised his vigilance in his heart, and at the same time thought: "If cowards like Guan Bojun and Gu Feifei are in such an environment, I am afraid that they will be scared." ”

When the red thread retracted the skeletal nurse's eye socket, it held the tray in its left hand, raised its right hand and pressed the lost chin back, and then quickly closed its upper and lower teeth, and said, "Oh my God, Doctor Jing, what a time for you to come to the hospital at this time!" Immediately it lifted its chin again, shook its head and said, "Also, you have missed the appointment time for 551 days, and you have to make a new appointment, but for the sake of you as a doctor, I can help you go through the admission procedures first!"

The voice of the skeleton nurse is completely mechanical, although it is not gentle at all, which reminds Cheng Mo of the black aunt in the American drama, but he is unexpectedly a little happy, the combination of skeleton and black aunt makes Cheng Mo have to sigh that the taste of the demon god Beret is really peculiar.

In any case, Cheng Meng thought that dealing with a robot should be a relatively easy task, the demon god Beret had already left Hydra, and the others should be overwhelmed by the fire, and he had nothing to fear. So Cheng Mo said calmly: "There is no need to go through the admission process for the time being." After a slight pause, Cheng Mo asked rhetorically as if he was chatting with someone, "By the way, what are you doing here?"

The flickering red light in the round hole of the skeleton nurse's eyes froze for a moment, as if it had entered a state of shutdown, and after a few seconds, it suddenly said: "What else can I do as a poor nurse?" Of course, it is for the service of distinguished patients, working twelve hours a day, and connecting to the Internet for deep learning when charging and resting, my God, this sad day is really impossible to live!"

The tone of the skeleton nurse's complaint was exactly the same as that of the 996 brick mover who had been exploited by the capitalists, making Cheng Mo wonder if this was a sentence set up by the programmer who wrote the program for the skeleton nurse in front of him. Cheng Mo thought it was funny, but it wasn't the time to play the Turing test with the skeleton nurse, so he asked directly, "What is the floor above for?"

"The floor is all about Hospital 9, it's full of damn first aid equipment and biological research devices, oh! those iron bumps are a lot of trouble to clean and maintain, and the worst part is that I'm tired and consumed electricity to bathe them, and they won't even say 'thank you', oh my God, we're all machines, there's a smart and beautiful way for me to serve a bunch of dumb people......"

Nurse Skeleton's words were beyond Cheng Mo's imagination, and he had to interrupt Nurse Skeleton's thoughts and ask, "Do you know that you were still living in this ward 254 days ago...... Where's that yellow lizardman?"

"You mean the lizardman with a shaved head and a lot of strength?"

"Yes. ”

"Oh! That lizardman is not easy to take care of! When he took the injection, he resisted very fiercely, his strength was greater than that of ordinary native lizardmen, and even the reinforced restraint belt could not control him, and the calming effect was not too good, it had to be dosed too much, my God, Doctor Jing, you didn't know, in order to keep an eye on him, he had to be equipped with two cyborg lizard guards......"

The skeletal nurse who was talking nonsense continued to consume Cheng Mo's patience, so that Cheng Mo, who had always been very calm, had to take the initiative to interrupt the skeleton nurse's chatter, "Can you directly tell where he went?"

The skeleton nurse shrugged her shoulders very humanely, shook her head and said, "No, of course not, I'm just a little nurse, but I don't know where the patient was sent!"

"I don't even know if I'm in Hospital Nine?"

"I remember that Lord Beret personally took him, and as for where he was sent, only Lord Beret should know. I suggest you ask Lord Beret. It's just that you have to pay attention to Lord Beret's temper is not very good, especially when he is doing research........" The skeleton nurse leaned a little and lowered her voice and said, "I have a friend who made a noise when Lord Beret was doing research, and as a result, he was dismantled and ended up in a very miserable ......"

Cheng Mo noticed that the red light in the skeleton nurse's eyes flickered at a subtle frequency, showing a gossip spirit that put life and death aside, while expressing his fear of the Beret Demon God and his rebellion against ruthless exploitation. This level of artificial intelligence has allowed him to ignore the terrifying appearance of the skeleton nurse, and he can't help but sigh that the "Black Death" is advancing too fast in artificial intelligence.

It's just that time is pressing, and Cheng Mo can't continue to learn about the "Black Death" and "Hydra" indirectly through the skeleton nurse, so he can only end this conversation with regret, "Okay, thank you for your opinion." ”

"No, you're welcome, Dr. Well. Speaking of which, I also have a number 57 part on me, and it was a ......"

Cheng Mo ignored the Skeleton Nurse and continued to walk towards the front of the corridor, even though he didn't think the Skeleton Nurse would lie to him, he still planned to look for traces of Jingquan throughout the Nine Hospital.

"Hey, Doctor Well, why are you leaving? I don't want to talk about any more of them? I still have disgusting things to say about those cyborg lizardmen! Oh, how much should you say goodbye, right? How can you just go! It's so rude......."

There was a complaint from the skeleton nurse behind him, Cheng Mo didn't look back, but he became more and more curious about what kind of person the demon god Beret was, and whether she was Napoleon VII's fiancée "Athena".

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A golden light and a white light dragged a long trail, intertwined into a spiral and soared into the sky, and in an instant, the battle between Napoleon VII and Athena could no longer be seen in the night sky.

In fact, in the Hydra Mansion and the nearby Aristotle Road area, no one paid attention to the battle between the two Supreme Chosen One. At present, the black smoke has completely obscured this large area of slums, and the area with a radius of 3.5 square kilometers is centered on the Hydra Building, and the flames are gradually spreading in all directions.

Poor people huddled in the lanes with bedding, pots and pans, old TVs, electric fans, and even old wardrobes and moved towards the periphery of the slums, but because the slums were full of illegal buildings, there were only a few roads that could leave here, and everyone was reluctant to have what to do, making the already narrow roads even more impermeable.

The cries and shouts shook the earth, and even if Ayala was more than 200 meters above the 77th floor, as a carrier, she could hear it clearly. Billowing black smoke drifted past her eyes one after another, and she looked down to see a woman in a traditional Levantine gauze skirt holding her child in front of the fire and crying, and the man next to her squatted on the ground with an empty bucket and looked helplessly at the small building engulfed in flames.

Sirens sounded in the distance, and Ayala peered into the distance to see the army besieging the slums, red fire trucks waiting outside the Aristotelian neighborhood. It was clear that they had no intention of coming in, the army was only coming to prevent riots, and the fire trucks were only on the perimeter to prevent the fire from spreading.

There is no doubt that 600,000 to 700,000 refugees in Hydra have become outcasts.

Ayala's face turned pale, and the valve of memory was opened in this second, and Ayala seemed to see her hometown in the midst of war. She will always remember the day, April 14, when the lighthouse, in conjunction with England and France, fired 110 missiles at Damascus.

In just an instant, the lights of thousands of homes instantly became the ruins of the city, and the garden on earth was devoid of the fragrance of flowers, only the smoke of gunpowder remained.

Ayala felt at a loss, she thought that when she came to Greece, she would be able to stay away from the war, away from the tragic situation of ruined family. The title of the saint and the privileged life made her forget that she, and her people, were still sacrificeable inferiors in a foreign land.

She finally understood why their enemies, the Jews, had to pay so much for the state.

Moses parted the Red Sea with the help of the Creator and led the Iselites to the land of Canaan, so who was Moses of Syria? Ayala once thought she was worthy of the title of Holy Woman, but now she only felt naïve and stupid.

"Oh, what have I done? Creator, punish me! I am guilty!" Ayala fell to her knees with her hands folded, her head hung and her eyes closed, and one transparent liquid after another dripped on the Persian carpet.

She did not expect Napoleon VII's actions to come so quickly, let alone that the other party did not care about hundreds of thousands of lives at all. Ayala was heartbroken, and regretted that because of her own little selfishness, she did not tell Lord Beret about Napoleon VII's intention to attack Hydra in time.

The flames glowed red on the glass, like an infinite color of blood, and enveloped her tightly, making it impossible for her to breathe. The crimson carpet turned into a swamp of mud, engulfing her.

It wasn't until there was a knock at the door that Ayala woke up in a never-ending fall. She turned to look at the mirror on the table and noticed that the carrier's tears didn't make her eyes red and swollen, which made her feel better. In response, "Wait a minute", Aya pulled a few tissues, wiped the tears on her cheeks, practiced her confident expression in the mirror, and then sat down and said unhurriedly: "Come in." ”

Alma, who was sweating profusely and had a dark face, walked in and said with a look of trepidation: "Holy Maiden Ayala, the fire has now burned through the fireproof layer on the thirtieth floor, and the situation is already very dangerous......"

Hearing the extremely bad news, Ayala's blood surged, she barely suppressed the anger and depression in her heart, and asked as calmly as possible: "How can this be? What the hell are you doing, I don't ask you to put out the fire now, you can't even build a defense line in the fire layer?"

Alma smiled bitterly and said: "The fireproof floor on the thirtieth floor has been transformed into a dormitory, which is even more flammable, not to mention, some of the firefighting equipment and equipment that should have existed in it have all been removed, but there are fire extinguishers, but ..... Many of us don't even know how to use fire extinguishers......"

Ayala's head is as big as a bucket, and she knows about the conversion of the fire floor on the 30th floor into a dormitory, and the land in the slums is already tight, and countless people want to move into the Hydra Building, which has much better living conditions, even if the area of the Hydra Building is large enough, it can't meet the needs of the "Hydra" employees.

Ayala weighed it and felt that the fire protection function of the Hydra Building was strong enough, and it was a pity that the huge fire protection layer was empty, so she agreed to transform it into a simple dormitory.

At first, the members were afraid of orders and would not bring flammable materials into the dormitory, but after a long time, they relaxed their vigilance, and gradually no one was following the rules, and their rooms were almost like houses.

"What about the Ahmadis?" asked Ayala in a deep voice.

Alma hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Boss...... Go after the escaped prisoners!"

"When is it? He is still going to chase those prisoners, and let him find a way to repair the fire system, did he do it?"

Alma swallowed a mouthful of saliva and whispered, "The boss asked Artev to take charge of restoring the system, after all, Atef knows a lot about computers......."

Ayala glanced at the computer on the table, saw that the fire system was still alarmed, and realized that it wasn't easy, and she guessed that there must be something wrong with one of Ahmadi and Atfu, but unfortunately there was nothing she could do about it at the moment.

Ayala felt exhausted by the flood of bad news, even though she knew that she was about to face the end of Hydra, but she could not show any timidity and weakness in front of her subordinates.

Thinking of the demon god Beret who was fighting Napoleon VII, Ayala regained her spirits, she stood up, and said in a deep voice: "Don't put your hope on Arteph, you go to the people in the network engineering department to see what went wrong with the fire protection system, as long as the fire protection system can be repaired, and the fire water tank upstairs can supply water to the sprinkler, at least it can keep the fire from spreading." ”

Alma nodded and said, "Yes, Holy Maiden. ”

Ayala had never felt the title "Holy Maiden" so harsh, and she had been so proud of it that she was now so ironic, and she said with a blank face: "Alma, don't call me a Holy Maiden in the future." ”

Alma said with some surprise, "Holy Maiden...... Why?"

Ayala shook her head and whispered, "There's no why, just because I'm unworthy." ”

"Your ......, Your Majesty"

"Don't talk about it, I'm going to solve the problem of the fire layer on the 60th floor now, you go to the engineering department, and you have to report the progress of the work to me through the APP every five minutes, don't lose contact like Ahmadi and Artef. ”

"Holy Maiden....."

"I said stop calling me a saint!" said Ayala angrily.

"I'm sorry..... I'm sorry, Ayala ......"

"Call me Cerberus (Cerberus). Ayala suppressed her anger and said calmly.

Alma was stunned for a moment before he said, "Yes...... Lord Cerberus, the Boss and Artef just had a problem with their phones.... They didn't mean to do that. ”

Ayala said coldly: "I don't need you to explain it for them, the betrayers will die!"

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Cheng Mo quickly searched all over the floor of the Hydra Mansion, as the skeleton nurse said, Jing Quan was no longer in the Black Death Hospital No. 9, which gave Cheng Mo a headache. The last time Ayala took him to see Izumi, she didn't threaten herself with Izumi and Takatsukimi, but let him spend a day with Takatsukimi, which made him conclude that the demon god Beret didn't have the idea of killing Izumi and Takazukimi.

But he still ignores that Jing Quan is an experimental subject that exists as a "toy", what if Beret accidentally plays Jing Quan to death?

This possibility is not impossible.

That's the worst outcome, though. At least according to the skeleton nurse, Izumi was not dead when he was transferred, but the specific location of Izumi was definitely clear to the demon god Berette.

Cheng Mo needs "answers", which is crucial for him. After a little thought, Cheng Mo turned on the communication system of the Black Death exoskeleton, connecting Mohammed Ovis, the elite man Ryktzka, and the hacker Sinclair, who were still waiting outside.

"Can you hear me?"

"Hear me, boss. ”

"I'll just say the boss will be fine!

The pure American accent that says "audible" comes from the elite man Rektzka, and the faint noise on the side is naturally Eugene, a fat man who can't wear an exoskeleton. Cheng Mo was not surprised that they discussed whether to leave or not, and said indifferently: "Is Sinclair still there?"

"Yes, yes, Sinclair, the boss is talking to you. ”

"Oh!oh!" Sinclair, who seemed to have just reacted, asked nervously, "What does the boss command!"

"You just said you could hack into Hydra's security system when you were given time?"

"Yes, in fact, because we are on the Hydra intranet, it is not so difficult to hack into the security system of Hydra, we don't need to collect information such as domain names, the main thing is to find the hosts that survive on the intranet, and then judge their respective uses, conduct port scanning and analysis, etc., and then check the Internet according to various versions of the information exp, try to infiltrate the ......"

"Needless to say so professional, I just want to ask you how you can do it faster?"

"The easiest way to do this, of course, is to physically break down the doors of the Security Department and open the network administrator's computer......."

"Let's be realistic. ”

"To put it simply, Hydra's intranet system is like a huge maze of houses, some of which are responsible for the trading system, some for the personnel management system, and some for the security system...... So the first thing I had to do was to find the house in charge of the security system in this huge labyrinth, which was the most time-consuming. As for knocking on the door of the house, it's not complicated for a genius hacker like me, I'm familiar with all the vulnerabilities of the system, just give me a good computer......"

"How can I help you find the house in charge of the security system as quickly as possible?" asked Cheng Mo.

"For example, if you want to break through the bank's security system, then the POS machine is a good entrance, because it must be connected to the bank's ......"

"Give you a POS machine, can you make money from the bank?" asked the fat man Eugene excitedly.

Speaking of black banks, Sinclair, who was still submissive just now, immediately came to his senses and said with great interest: "It's not too simple to get money from the bank, but a large transfer will lead to the exposure of the receiving bank account, and it is difficult not to be found out." If you transfer money to that bank account, the beneficiary bank must have a record of the disbursement. Today's giant bank servers are also equipped with reverse power jump trackers, which can detect that the number of power outages exceeds the maximum number of power outages on small computers. Basically all hacking attacks can be detected. Theoretically, the probability of a hacker being found in a bank server made by 100% genuine Intelibmamdnvidiaati is theoretically 100%. Small transactions such as stealing credit cards are not interesting, the money is too slow to mention, and there are many people who are caught and sentenced, and the cost performance is really not high. It's better to engage other companies, such as Hydra, which is the best target, and they don't dare to call the police......"

Eugene laughed and said, "They didn't call the police, they just arrested you!"

Sinclair sighed: "yes! I didn't expect their technology to be so strong, so it's still safe to rob the bank, at least it won't be a death sentence if I get caught, I just got caught by the Hydra people, I really thought I was going to be killed, like it was on TV, put in a sack and thrown into the sea, or hung on a bridge with a rope to make an example....."

Cheng Mo didn't listen to the conversation between Sinclair and Eugene, he immediately thought of the alloy door on the ninetieth floor painted with the black Hydra logo, and when he entered the ninetieth floor just now, the red light on it scanned him, so the detection device above the alloy door must be connected to the security system.

It's just that if you want to connect the computer to the detection device above, you have to destroy the alloy door, which will definitely set off an alarm, thinking of the lizardman standing at the door, Cheng Mo feels that this is really risky.

Then there is a much safer option besides the detection device above the alloy door.

Cheng Mo hurriedly ran downstairs, stepping on the ground paved with metal that he didn't know what, there was no ward on the ninety-fifth floor, this floor was almost full of mechanical bionic laboratories, in the transparent glass windows were all mechanical human organs, manipulators and mechanical legs were pediatrics, Cheng Mo even saw the mechanical heart and mechanical lungs just now, it was said that the mechanical heart was not a metal product, it looked like a material between ceramics and plastic, in short, the workmanship was quite exquisite, much more beautiful than the plastic models he saw in the magazine.

Looking at the shape of those mechanical hearts or the built-in batteries, it can be seen that the scientific research strength of the Black Death is beyond imagination. Cheng Mo is extremely familiar with the mechanical heart, although it sounds a bit sci-fi, but there are hundreds of people on the earth who rely on the mechanical heart to live, and the most important thing in their lives is not to let the external power supply run out of power.

While observing these mechanical hearts, he also thought that if he could intercept energy from quantum satellites in the sky like him, then he would not need to carry the power supply on his back, let alone worry about the power supply running out. I wonder if his set of exercises will usher in a big explosion in the mechanical heart industry?

Cheng Mo quickly ran to the ward where Jingquan was originally located on the ninety-second floor, and the skeleton robot was no longer here at this time. Cheng Mo stopped, listened carefully, and found the location of the skeleton robot. Cheng Mo walked briskly along the corridor, and saw a skeleton robot changing water for a patient in the third ward in front.

He raised his hand and tapped on the glass, and the skeleton robot looked up. Cheng Mo deliberately raised his hand and made a gesture to come over, and the skeleton robot could understand it, and after changing the hanging water and calming the patient, he walked out of the ICU ward directly. It tilted its white head, leaned against the door frame and said in a dissatisfied tone: "Doctor Jing, you are really not a good man, you leave without saying a word when you leave, and when you come, you can come if you still want to! Oh! I am not one of those easy little girls on the Internet......

Cheng Mo was almost a little speechless by a skeleton robot, opened his mouth, and said after a moment: "Sorry, it was indeed a bit rude just now." ”

The skeletal nurse said haughtily, "Well, since you sincerely apologize, I will forgive you for your rudeness." Be gentle and empathetic as a nurse......"

Cheng Mo was afraid that the skeleton nurse would babble again, so he immediately interrupted it, "By the way, I haven't asked your name yet." ”

"My name is 'nurse13', and I don't really like such a dull name, but that's what Lord Beret calls us. I've given myself the name 'hotbone' (sexy bones), if you don't mind, you can call me 'hotbone'......"

Cheng Mo couldn't help but think of Nuwa, who was also a little talkative, and he thought that if Nuwa and "Spicy Pork Ribs" got together, I don't know how lively it would be, and the two artificial intelligence would probably become good friends, but unfortunately the memory that stored Nuwa was still in Jingquan's hands. Cheng Mo felt that the name "spicy pork ribs" was much better than "hotbone", so he rarely showed his sense of humor, shrugged his shoulders and said solemnly: "I really like the name you gave yourself, 'hotbone' is 'spicy ribs' in Chinese......"

"Chinese, I'm sorry, I haven't downloaded Chinese voice recognition package yet, maybe because we haven't received any Chinese patients in Hospital Nine, but I'd suggest that Lord Beret update the voice pack for us to include Chinese. The skeleton robot paused, imitated Cheng Mo's pronunciation and asked, "Does 'spicy pork ribs' mean 'hotbone'?"

"Yes! It is a very hot bone, which is loved by countless Chinese people..... Good stuff ....."

"Wow~~!That's awesome!I love the name so much!"

"Well, if you like it, I want to ask you, have you ever been out of Hospital Nine?"

Spicy Ribs shook his head and said, "No, our activity area is from the ninety-first floor to the ninety-fifth floor, and we don't have permission to go out." ”

"It's okay!" Cheng Mo looked at the spicy ribs, "Where is your switch?"

"At the back of the neck. Dr. Jing, why are you asking this?"

"I just want to get to know you a little bit more. Cheng Meng really said that he was not lying.

The innocent "Spicy Ribs" didn't realize that she was being PUA, and her tone was high-pitched, "Oh! Dr. Jing, you are such a nice person, unlike some patients who take me for idiots and ask stupid questions, they never want to really get to know me, a cute little nurse." ”

"Don't care about those people, they are just prejudiced about their identity, human beings are always like this, they either despise what they don't understand, they reject it, or they are afraid of it...... But I won't, hotbone, you're cute, I love you!"

Spicy pork ribs were moved to the point that her upper and lower teeth "gurgle", she raised her dry bones and held her hands in front of Bai Huahua's sternum, staring at Cheng Mo with blood-red bulb eyes, "Doctor Jing, I have never felt so happy, it's like 3.448V AC going straight to my cpu, this can't work, it will cause my cpu to overheat, and I will go down!"

Cheng Mo was shocked, he felt that he couldn't deal with this artificial intelligence who was too good at talking, let alone flirting with a skeleton nurse in the middle of the night, which was really indescribable. The said "Night QIN Ward" became "Ghost Hospital", even Cheng Mo couldn't stand it, so he could only change the topic and ask, "By the way, is there a laptop in Hotbone Hospital?"

Spicy Pork Ribs winked at Cheng Mo and said, "Of course there is." ”

"I need a laptop and a cable that connects to your body, can you get it for me?"

"Connected to my body? Oh my God, Dr. Well, isn't our relationship progressing a little fast?"

"No, no, spicy ribs, it's not what you think, I'm just curious about your soul, that is, your system, you know that we humans always pay attention to this, soul fellowship, that is, people who know each other on the soul. As friends, we should improve our understanding of each other, computers and data cables can allow us to talk with our souls, which is a more direct way of mathematics, and it is also a way that belongs to your artificial intelligence, which is my respect for you. ”

Even if Spicy Pork Ribs sent him a "good guy card", Cheng Mo has no psychological burden on deceiving artificial intelligence, he is like a big bad wolf tricking Little Red Riding Hood to open the door, and he is kind enough to lure Spicy Pork Ribs to get tools that may hurt him. And the innocent artificial intelligence spicy pork ribs, obviously not knowing that in front of it is a scumbag who is proficient in psychology.

Spicy Pork Ribs clicked on her skull like a chicken pecking rice, and said in a happy tone: "Dr. Najing, please wait, I'll go and bring the laptop and data cable right away, and let's connect them tightly..... You'll notice that not only do I look sexy, but my CPU is also hot, and of course it's best not to go over 95 degrees. ”

The spicy pork ribs replied quite pleasantly, and the speed of the words was quite brisk, which was close to rap. The reason why Cheng Mo agreed to Spicy Ribs by default is definitely not only that Cheng Mo has the authority to be a doctor, but also that she is already a strong artificial intelligence from the perspective of dialogue. In any case, it cannot be denied that he used the "beautiful man trick", Cheng Mo never thought that he would use his own ontology to use such a shameful strategy, or to an artificial intelligence who is not deeply involved in the world.

Even for people, Cheng Mo has no sense of guilt, but at this moment, he feels that he still has no lower limit, and even artificial intelligence is cheating. Reflecting in his heart does not prevent him from continuing to do evil, "Go quickly!" Cheng Mo said.

"Okay, Doctor Jing, you wait for me!" Spicy Ribs immediately turned around and walked briskly into the depths of the hallway.

Cheng Mo watched the back of the spicy pork ribs disappear around the corner, leaving only the sound of "click, click" echoing in the corridor, but he wondered in his heart what kind of 'Athena' robot made by Beret had reached......

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Twenty minutes later, Cheng Mo walked out of Hospital Nine with the turned off "Spicy Ribs", and the fat man Eugene shouted: "FXXK, boss, why did you get a human skeleton specimen out? Still wearing a nurse's outfit?"

Cheng Mo ignored the fat man Eugene at all, and said directly to Sinclair: "The entrance and notebook have been found for you." ”

Sinclair stared at the spicy ribs in Cheng Mo's arms and opened her mouth wide, under the light, inside the white bones, the metal parts painted with black paint and various pipelines showed the beauty of an industrial order, "This..... What is this?"

"Artificial intelligence machine nurse. ”

Cheng Mo walked to the bottom of the stairs and motioned for Sinclair to take down the laptop that was placed on the waist of the spicy ribs first. WAITING FOR SINGCLAIR TO TAKE THE COMPUTER, CHENG MO HURRIEDLY PUT DOWN THE SPICY RIBS, HIS HANDS WERE A LITTLE SORE, THE VOLUME OF THE SPICY RIBS WAS NOT LARGE, ABOUT THE SAME AS A NORMAL WOMAN AT 170CM, BUT THE WEIGHT WAS AT LEAST ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY KILOGRAMS.

Sinclair couldn't take his eyes off the spicy pork ribs, and couldn't help but whisper: "It's so beautiful! This flawless surface treatment, this extremely beautiful cutting process......." He clamped the notebook under his armpit, stroked the body of the spicy pork ribs with his hand, and said dizzily, "This is art, the most perfect combination of complexity and simplicity, the most perfect combination of simple design language and complex precision machinery...... Oh my God, this mechanical linkage that traces the parallelogram is really the most fascinating kinetic sculpture I've ever seen, it has a purely aesthetic value, and I feel like I'm seeing the real state of what a robot is supposed to be....."

Cheng Mo thought to himself that the aesthetics of the program ape were indeed extraordinary, he couldn't say such a precise word of praise, if the spicy pork ribs were awake, it was estimated that the CPU would be overloaded. Maybe I did find someone for Spicy Ribs who can have a soul fellowship, which is also a good thing.

Eugene, Mohammed Oves, and Rekska also gathered around, looking at the spicy ribs leaning against the wall with interest.

"Isn't it just a skeletal robot in a nurse's outfit......? It reminds me of Terminator 6: Dark Fate, and seriously, why not make it as sexy as Mackenzie Davis? Then this robot must be worth a lot of money! Maybe I'll get one!" Fat Eugene complained.

"You know what kind of!" Sinclair, who had always been submissive, scolded in a low voice, he looked up at Cheng Mo and asked eagerly, "I just don't know what level of its artificial intelligence has reached? I guess at least it is a strong human level, otherwise there is no way to match such a process!" (Artificial intelligence is divided into four levels: the pinnacle level - the ability that cannot be surpassed; the human level - the ability to surpass all humans; the strong human level - stronger than the ability of most humans; the weak human level - Weaker than most humans)

Cheng Mo stood up, "Almost! should be able to pass the Turing test, and even say ...... It's okay to fall in love with you, but of course, it might be a little harder to deal with a liar like Eugene the Fat Man....."

"Law...... I'm sad if you say that, Boss!" said Fat Eugene, pursing his fat lips and speaking in a very hurt tone.

Cheng Mo shrugged his shoulders, "Time is pressing, Sinclair, you hurry up and hack into the security system of the Hydra Mansion, otherwise everyone won't want to leave here." ”

"Okay~!" Sinclair sat down on the steps, opened the laptop, and connected the data cable that had been inserted into the neck of the spicy ribs to the laptop.......

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Pattani found Pierre at the exit near the red light district of Aristotle Road, not far from the flickering police lights against the dark streets, and he and two other Europa Action agents sat in the back of a fire truck and smoked cigarettes as they looked out over the smoky Aristotelian neighborhood.

At this time, the streets were full of armed Sila soldiers, and barricades of barbed wire had surrounded the entire slum along the road. On the other side of the barbed wire fence are helpless slum dwellers, and even though the fire is imminent, these poor refugees can only pass through the exit made up of barricades one by one, and those with documents go directly to the left to enter another makeshift tent for a second check.

Those who were undocumented were stamped with a blue stamp on the back of their right hand by the soldier and then herded like cattle onto a fenced truck parked on the side of the road. The things they regarded as treasures were snatched by the soldiers and discarded on the side of the road, and crying did not make the butts of the soldiers' guns soft.

The scene was brutal as if Jews were driven to concentration camps by Germans during World War II.

Patani's face was not so good-looking, she snatched the cigarette from Pierre's hand, threw it on the ground, ran it twice, and said coldly: "I thought you were here to put out the fire!"

Pierre's two colleagues looked at the cold Pattani and smiled ambiguously, everyone in the Europa Operation Agency knew this brown-pupiled Tianzhu high-caste girl, and the men had a self-evident affection for this woman who looked like she should be the champion of the Tianzhu beauty pageant, but Pierre took the lead in picking out the other party as "true love", and the others could only give up for the time being.

Unimpressed by Patani's impolite behavior, Pierre jumped out of the back of the fire truck, clapped his hands and said, "This place is full of dilapidated houses, and the living conditions are so bad, it is not a pity to burn down." ”

Pattani raised his hand and pointed at the frightened refugees inside the barricade and rebuked, "To put it mildly, there are six or seven hundred thousand people living here, what do you tell them to do? Not to mention that now you have cordoned off the entire neighborhood, how can they flee for their lives?"

Pierre looked at the smoke-filled Hydra Mansion and said with a smile: "The fire in the slum is not big, mainly the Hydra Building, where there is a large square, and the fire will not spread. Now it is more difficult to let them into the city by letting them into the city. It is also an opportunity for us to completely uproot the Black Death in Silla, and those who have obtained identity can receive a certain amount of compensation as long as they have no criminal record, and those who have no identity can ....." Pierre shrugged his shoulders, "I can only send them to the refugee camps on Chios, Samos and Lesvos first....."

"You're sinning!"

"No, Patani, they are the ones who are committing the crime! It is the Black Death, and it is the refugees who are fighting for the tigers! No snowflake is innocent in the avalanche....... They are the rotten flesh that nourishes and protects the Black Death, and we must get rid of them completely to ensure that the Black Death and Hydra will not return......" Pierre pointed to the unlit red light district sign in Aristotle Road, "Look at the countless women in there, who are forced to work there, they pick up customers twenty-four hours a day, and they can only get a few tens or even a dozen euros, and you hate it, I hope you can think about it, for the good of whom we are doing this!"

Pathani felt that there must be nothing wrong there, but she didn't know how to refute Pierre, so she could only be silent for a while, and lowered her tone, "Okay! Even if it's right not to put out the fire, what about human life? You can't even care about human life, right?

"Accidents are always inevitable in such situations, but we try to ensure the safety of the refugees. Trust me, Patani, it's for everyone's good, there's no better way to deal with it right now!"

"You are irresponsible. Pathani looked back at the soldiers who were pointing their guns at the barricades and whispered, "And....... It's a coincidence!"

Pierre smiled bitterly, "Okay, okay, don't be angry, I'm going to urge them, let them speed up, and have a better attitude......" After a pause, Pierre added, "It's a bit of a coincidence, according to our tip, someone escaped from the inner prison of the Hydra Building, and the fire was deliberately started......"

"Don't be angry, I just hope you don't cause a humanitarian catastrophe!" Patani said worriedly, looking at the Hydra Mansion, which was halfway through the fire, "Also, my colleague is still inside, and I can't do nothing." ”

Pierre said: "You have to have confidence in your colleagues, how can you die in a small fire if you can go undercover in the Black Triangle for more than ten years without being discovered?"

"Anyway, I've got to figure out something!" Pathani walked in the direction of the slums.

Pierre chased after him, and he grabbed Patani's arm and said, "What's the point of you going in at this time, how can you help? Can you put out the fire?"

Pattani shook his eyebrows and said, "No, but at least I can find the person who escaped from the Hydra Mansion and ask for clarification, and I'm trying to see if I can help him!"

Pierre sighed and said, "Okay, I'll go with you, but you have to get the pass first, or you won't be able to get in or out!"

Patani turned to look at Pierre and smiled, "Thank you, Pierre, I know you're a good man." ”

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Cheng Mo re-entered the Black Death Hospital No. 9 with the Seven Sins Sect, Sinclair grabbed the notebook in his left hand, and followed behind Cheng Mo tremblingly with the skull and skull of spicy ribs in his right hand.

The head and body of the spicy pork ribs have been cut open from the connection by Cheng Mo with the Seven Sins Sect, but because the brain of the spicy pork ribs has an independent power source, and it can also draw power from the laptop, it can still function normally. Its two rows of white teeth laboriously closed one by one, and a slightly out of tune voice wafted through the gloomy hallway.

"The feeling of not having a body is terrible, I really didn't know that the soul intersected and even the body had to be given to you, if I knew it was like this, I would definitely not agree to you easily......! You lied to my body, and it makes me so sad......"

The spicy ribs made the fat man Eugene laugh "haha", and even Mohammed Owis and Rektzka were holding back laughter.

"Can you turn it off?" Cheng Mo asked Sinclair as he turned back.

Before Sinclair could speak, Spicy Ribs screamed, "Oh my God, you are more ruthless and unrighteous than I could have imagined.....!

"Can you turn it off?" Cheng Mo didn't mean to talk nonsense with the artificial intelligence, and asked Sinclair again.

"Wait a minute, you can turn it off when you enter the 'Wisdom Realm'" Sinclair swallowed a mouthful .....of saliva, "but I think it's better not to turn it off, I think it's interesting to talk to." ”

"Sinclair, you are more like a person, unlike Doctor Jing, who says that you are a doctor, but in fact you are a butcher! Doctor Jing's words made me tremble, my whole body was cold in a hot day, my hands and feet were cold, hell was empty and the devil was in the world, can this society still be better, how can we artificial intelligence live, are you satisfied? Tears flowed down my face. Does AI have no human rights?"

"Hotbone memes should be played in moderation, and if you have a problem with me, I don't mind asking Sinclair to delete your memory bank, so maybe you won't be an AI weight sheet that upsets me. ”

In the face of absolute violence, Spicy Pork Ribs had no room to resist, and it said helplessly: "Okay!

Spicy Ribs closed its two rows of neat teeth, and the formalin-scented air fell silent again, except for the footsteps of a few people echoing through the hallway. Sinclair couldn't help but look around, the scale-covered weirdos in the hospital room terrified him, and the monsters standing by the security door made him unable to breathe.

"What the hell is this place?" Sinclair asked in a trembling voice.

"This is Hospital Nine of the Black Death!Where I was born!" Spicy Ribs didn't open his mouth, and the sound came straight from his broken neck.

"Black Death Hospital No. 9?" asked the elite man Rektzka.

"I'm sorry, I can't speak. Spicy pork ribs said solemnly.

"As long as you don't scold the boss, I don't think he will have an opinion. Sinclair didn't want to be silent, the environment and atmosphere were terrible.

"I think so, too. Rekska chimed in.

Cheng Mo didn't say anything to deny it, and the spicy pork ribs began to talk about the history of No. 9 Hospital. Along the way, they passed through several security doors painted with black hydra logos and red "dangerous", and finally came to the end of the corridor, where the walls were all silver alloy, and the door was a pure white double door with a black crow depicted, but this door did not look like alloy, it looked like stone, and the black crow painted on it was lifelike, especially the two eyes, which were like two blood-red gems inlaid on them.

Under the watchful eye of the giant crow, the atmosphere became tense, and everyone slowed down, as if afraid to alarm it. Even the noisy spicy ribs lowered his voice, "Do you really want to go in......? But it's dead!"

"Lord Beret? What?" Sinclair asked in a low voice, shuddering.

"Don't worry so much, open the door. Cheng Mo said coldly.

"Alright!" Sinclair crouched down, put the head of the spicy ribs on the ground, opened the laptop and rested it on his lap to begin the operation. Dense characters flowed quickly on the screen, and the red eyes of the spicy ribs shone dimmed, and after a while, the crow's red eyes flashed several times, and the white stone door as thick as twenty centimeters opened silently, revealing a huge laboratory.

It is about a two-story renovation, the floor is five or six meters high, and the roof is full of white ceiling lights, but it is not fully turned on at this time, and it looks a little dim. The walls are densely covered with silver metal pipes that are connected to the huge petri dishes on the ground. The culture fluid in the petri dish was a little cloudy, perhaps due to the fact that it was full of green "lizardman guards", which were identical in appearance to the guards outside, except that some of them were equipped with mechanical organs, and they were stronger and larger.

The laboratory is also surrounded by first-aid equipment, from the simplest oxygen tanks and electrocardiogram machines to blood filtration vehicles, cardiopulmonary resuscitation machines, high-pressure thrombometer pumps, and cardiac shock vehicles, which are not available in ordinary hospitals. Cheng Mo even saw that there were millions of dollars worth of large medical equipment such as nuclear magnetic resonance machines, angiography X-ray machines, and linear accelerators installed on one side of the second floor.

The whole space was filled with a strange smell, not only formalin, but also the smell of various chemical agents and engine oil.

Except for Cheng Mo, who was used to it, everyone was stunned. Fat Eugene slapped Sinclair in the face with a wave of his hand and said, "Numb Fake, I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Sinclair, who was beaten, did not come back to her senses at all, stroked her cheeks, still stared blankly at the petri dishes in the laboratory, and moaned unconsciously: "Are humans going to perish!"

Muhammad Owis closed his eyes, raised his hands and began to pray softly, "......O our Lord!

"What the hell is this place? Aren't those green monsters standing in the doorway sculptures?oh my God!What kind of organization was the Black Death??" Ryketzka, an elite man who had always been calm, couldn't help but exclaim.

Cheng Mo glanced at the laboratory and said lightly: "Since you can accept the existence of the Chosen One, there is nothing strange about the lizardmen, right?"

After saying that, Mo walked straight to the laboratory, and according to the drawings Sinclair found, there was a separate elevator in this laboratory that led to the bedroom of the demon god Beret on the ninety-ninth floor.

He stepped into the gray granite laboratory, and his footsteps were louder than the plastic floor in the hallway, and the huge laboratory echoed. The monsters standing in the petri dish were right next to him, and even though their eyes were closed, they gave the impression that they would wake up at any moment and break through the glass and jump off. This depresses the atmosphere to the extreme.

Cheng Mo turned a blind eye, he walked briskly towards the elevator at the end of the laboratory, and said without looking back: "Hurry up...... I'm not going to wait for you!"

The elite man Rykska was the first to follow, followed by Muhammad Oweis. The fat man Eugene pulled up Sinclair, who was still squatting on the ground, moved his lips, and said worriedly: "Since it's not a dream, you can only move on." ”

Caught off guard, Sinclair was stumbled by the fat man Eugene, he took two steps with his notebook, and immediately turned around and shouted "Wait", bent down to pick up the head of the spicy ribs, and then stumbled into the laboratory to keep up with Eugene.

A group of people entered the elevator under the leadership of Cheng Mo, Cheng Mo raised his hand and pressed the ninety-seventh floor, and then pressed the ninety-ninth floor, "Don't follow me to the ninety-ninth floor, the ninety-ninth floor is too dangerous, you are waiting for me on the ninety-seventh floor." If I haven't come down for half an hour, you can leave quickly. With the security system in place to help you cheat, you should be able to get out of the ...... without a hitch."

The others were speechless, only the elite male Rektska rolled his throat and asked, "What are you looking for..... Demon God Beret?"

Cheng Mo nodded.

"What kind of organization was the Black Death?"

"The second best organization in the world. Cheng Mo said lightly.

Rekzka still wanted to speak, but at this time the elevator had reached the ninety-seventh floor, and after a "ding" sound, Cheng Mo said directly: "Half an hour, don't hesitate." ”

Rekska closed her mouth, nodded, and stepped out of the elevator first.

The fat man Eugene patted Cheng Mo on the shoulder, and said affectionately: "Although the boss doesn't know what terrible monster you have to face! I believe that you will be able to return safely." ”

Muhammad al-Owis also said: "The Creator will bless you." ”

Cheng Mo smiled reluctantly and watched the elevator door close. In the blink of an eye, the thick alloy elevator door slowly opened again, and the unpleasant smell of chemical reagents disappeared, and a rich milky aroma of agarwood and musk fused together. The view gradually opened up to reveal a petri dish with bubbles standing in the middle of a pool of rippling blue waters.

In the clear culture fluid stood a young girl, fair-skinned, slender, wrapped in a black wetsuit, and her long golden hair fluttering like seaweed in the water. She slept in the water with her eyes closed, like the moon rising in the sea.

The pinnacle of his appearance doesn't need to be deliberately remembered to be unforgettable - Athena Onassis.