~： chapter 12 (1/2)
If ”who protects who” is just an uppercut, then ”I like women” is simply insincere.
Dean was hit hard, and when they climbed the long journey and reached the neural network access port, he never recovered from the great pain.
”You're waiting here, I'm going to connect the computer to the neural network.” Gavin said, holding his breath and squeezing into the small gap, Dean immediately responded: ”You're too dangerous alone, wait. I!”
Gavin asked in the gap, ”Can you get in?”
”...”
”It stands to reason that strong people should be powerful, you are strange.”
… Dean lay numbly in place, feeling no more in his heart.
Gavin moved his body carefully in a gap of twenty centimeters wide. Judging by the structure of the rack, he should now be close to the spine. If the mech is scaled down to a human volume, he should be a small mosquito on his back.
Gavin had an unusual patience when facing the machine. He moved his chest and abdomen for more than ten minutes, and finally came to the end of the martyrdom. He was suddenly bright in front of his eyes, and there was a deep valley under his feet. Numerous intricate neural networks Spreading from the bottom of the canyon, like a weird old tree knotted in roots.
The technician master said it well. The neural structure of the level mech is already very complicated. If it is a 3s like a griffin, it is estimated that the internal structure will be incredible.
”Who are you?” A dull mechanical voice sounded deep in the ancient tree, as if enduring great pain: ”Are you a technician?”
”I'm an armed technician,” Gavin said lightly. ”So if you're not good, you'll be destroyed.”
... It was too cruel for a painful mech that was strongly contaminated by the virus, and the griffin covered his eyes silently.
The mech was stiff for a few seconds, and the neural network broke apart, carefully protruding a turquoise nerve band, and dropped it on the tablet. That nerve band is obviously the main control source. There is a small external program entrance on it. Gavin grabbed it and plugged it into the computer. The screen suddenly crashed and showed tens of thousands of data.
”Half of your neural data is tainted. What is it like now?”
”...” Mecha Ranzhu was silent for a moment and said, ”I will be good.”
Gavin leaned against the thick tube wall in the metal channel, placed the computer on his lap, and quickly swiped his fingers to enter self-cleaning instructions. His ultra-high mental threshold has played a role again. From the mech's perspective, he almost has an intimate x-halo all over his body. He stretches out a nerve band around him curiously, and seems to want to touch him. s face.
”Roar-!” The griffin screamed with a loud roar, and the nerve band instantly retracted more than ten meters away.
”Be obedient!” Griffin growled fiercely. ”I can't touch it! I hear nothing!”
Luan Zhu: ”...”
The level mech is not enough in front of 3s, only the whole body shuddered, and the remaining half of the unspoiled neural net was frightened to death. The Griffin shook his mighty power, and bounced back proudly into his backpack. After half a panic, Zhu saw that it was motionless, and then shoved behind Gavin to shrink into a ball.
”Don't be afraid, you are all machines anyway,” Gavin said kindly. ”You will be good friends.”
Gavin deleted the contaminated data, picked a backup from the database for restoration, and spent another half an hour cleaning up the virtual mental plug.
The virtual spirit plug is equivalent to the intelligent brain of the mech. It took two days to clean up the gryphon. However, as a level mech chaos, it is incomparable with the gryphon. It is probably the preliminary artificial intelligence level. , Its autonomous thinking level conversion ** class words, equivalent to children aged seven or eight.
Gavin was done in half an hour, shutting down the computer and saying, ”Check your security system carefully, and stop being infected by viruses ... I haven't touched your firewall. Let Dean ask an artificial intelligence expert.”
”Thank you,” Zhuan Zhu said gratefully. ”From the analysis of the virus data source, I should have been horrified by the people of the Star Military Academy. President Dana and Dean's father did not agree with each other. I have been horrified before-you are really a bit. Great technician, will I come to drive me tomorrow? ”
Gavinci asked, ”Dean doesn't drive you?”
”No, the giant mech below ** occasionally needs armed technicians to assist in driving. I am honored to fight with you.”
Gavin, however, was not interested in a group of people driving with Class-D and Class-D mechs, and still refused the enthusiastic chaos, telling Dean that he had paid for a senior technician, and he was about to leave.
Luan Zhu was very reluctant, and stretched out a nerve to bring goodbye. Gavin saw the twisting look, and also felt quite funny, so he gently pulled it.
However, no one expected that the moment when his finger and the nerve band jiē touched, a huge shock came to his face, and he felt only a buzz in his head!
――It is the mental pollution that has not been completely emptied!
It definitely takes time to remove the virus. The program sometimes runs fast and sometimes runs slowly, and it is normal that the slow place is not cleared. But Gavin did not expect that just touching it so lightly, the residual mental virus could hit himself!
This is also the effect of high mental threshold? Can humans be infected with mech too? !!
Gavin loosened his hands, the computer crashed, and the screen fell apart. He took a few steps back, leaning against the wall of the metal pipe, panting in horror.
Luan Zhu and Griffin yelled at the same time, but he could not understand at all.
The intense, malicious, and destructive mental pollution swept all his consciousness in just a few seconds. Just like a tornado that penetrates the sea, it stirred up a huge shock, and stirred up countless ancient sediments deposited on the sea floor.
Those pictures from the deepest part of the subconscious tossed up, sweeping over and over, forming one after another to form countless scattered fragments. Gavin felt so suffocated, he stretched out his hand and choked his throat, terrified to see that there was a change of scene around him-he was standing in a white light laboratory, and in front of him was a translucent culture chamber, with a lie in it people.
What is this place?
Who am I?
Behind him there seemed to be a lot of people in white coats walking around and talking about something, but no matter how he opened his eyes, they could not see their faces. He stared back at the training chamber in horror, for some reason the sleeping figure inside him made him very scared, but he couldn't move any more when he wanted to go.
”It's going to be here, Celia.” A female voice said gently. ”This is a scrap. Don't read it, let's go.”
Gavin turned his head and realized that it was Dean Edna—she looked younger, holding a folder, and her green eyes were hidden behind the lenses, looking very intellectual and gentle.
He wanted to call Dean Edna, but what he said was--
”Why waste?”
Edna shook her head. ”The spiritual wavelength is too different from yours. The chance of successful experiments is less than one percent. Of course, we cannot kill you once to prove this conclusion, so we can only give up.”
”what a pity.”
Gavin found that he was moving. His body seemed to have his own consciousness. He lifted his hands off the white coat and casually put it on a chair beside a petri dish.
Edna laughed and asked, ”Are you going to leave some clothes down?”
”Just be prepared.” Silia turned and walked outside the laboratory, said lightly: ”Go.”
The scene changed, Silia walked quickly in a long corridor, and several followers who could not see their faces followed behind. Immediately he stopped and pushed open the door, and in front of him was a luxurious messy office.
Several people were dragging two students out, struggling and scolding came to an abrupt end when he pushed in. A middle-aged man stood up arrogantly behind his desk: ”Master West and Silia-”
”You better explain to me, Mr. Fordson.”
”Yes, just, as you can see, these two military academies suddenly came here and beat and smashed-”
”So it is said that your son molested the female soldiers at the military academy. What was stopped and reported by the two military academy students is false?”
”No, no, Master Silia! Please, please don't believe the nonsense of those jealous of the villains! Take the two of you away first, hurry up! Please listen to me, adults ...”
”No, Fortson, I don't want to hear about your son anymore.”
Mr. Fordson opened his mouth in vain, and before speaking, was blocked by Silia's resolute ”shut up” gesture.
”What's your name?” Silia walked through the uneasy crowd, and asked the two military academies who had been downed to the ground.
The two were up to eighteen | nine years old, with bruises on their faces, blood on the corners of their mouths and foreheads. One of the young boys with dazzling blond hair was full of hostility, staring at Celia for a long time before he was alert: ”... Anders Aaron.”
Celia turned to another.
The man's face was very upright, his eyes were hazy but restrained, and his blue eyes seemed to have thick ice. I don't know why Gavin suddenly felt an indescribable emotion when he saw this person-it felt indescribable, as if he was very familiar at the moment, with a trace of disgust, and a deep sigh of unclearness.
”Heinrich.” He heard the cadet said, ”My name is Seth Heinrich.”
--Heinrich.
Gavin reached out and held his eyes, and the saw-like pain came from the back of his brain, almost cutting the person in half.
Who am I? Who is Celia?
Who is Heinrich?
How did all this come about, and why did I appear here?
He knelt heavily on the ground, but the knee that should have been sore was completely unresponsive. Physical sensation seemed numb, and pain was invisible and nothing could be seen. It wasn't until a long, long time-perhaps centuries later-that a rushing voice was heard from the haze: ”Gavin, Gavin!”
”What's the matter with you, Gavin!”
”Hold on! I'll take you out of here right away!”
”... It's okay,” Gavin was dizzy and grabbed Dean's sturdy arm. ”Keep off, otherwise I--”
When the words didn't land, a dizzy nausea went straight to his throat, and he almost vomited on the spot.
”It's okay, it's okay.” Dean patted him on the back while holding him up.
Gavin leaned on him, supporting the wall with one hand, and took a hard breath for a while. The delayed senses of the body gradually returned, and his knee was indeed very painful. You don't need to look to know that you must have leaked blood.
Dean was also very embarrassed, with blood stains on the back of his forehead and hand: ”I heard a sound inside, so I squeezed through that gap ... what's the matter with you? Can you go?”