At night, the grass is green.

Duan Yihong and Wu Yue stood under the shade of the trees, and in front of them, Pan Yueming stood quietly in front of a tombstone.

This is a cemetery park, and there is silence all around, not even the chirping of birds.

There was only a gentle breeze blowing, blowing the grass, leaves, and the clothes of the three people.

But it was not peaceful in the distance. Where the buildings were gathered, there were fires, vehicles, and noisy voices.

High-voltage power surges that spread across the world plunged human civilization into darkness for the first time since the Industrial Revolution.

Of course, the main damage is to the power grid. Those places that are not connected to the power grid and have fossil fuel generators still have electricity.

However, surges not only damage the power grid, but also light bulbs, electrical appliances and other items that require electricity. A large number of electrical equipment are also damaged by high-voltage surges.

Unprecedented surges continuously impact the insulation layer of the motor, causing the insulation layer to be broken down and even the semiconductor device.

Suddenly, the entire space station made a beeping sound, and red lights everywhere were flashing.

"The 'machine' has long since stopped paying attention to non-relevant lists...

The commander's voice was somewhat gentle: "Can it shorten the time?"

"Hurry up and open the return cabin door, and I'll get you back to the cabin!"

Missiles roared in.

If we can find the server where the "ghost" body is located, we only need to transfer the "machine" in the memory device back to the server, and everything will be fine. The "machine" combined with the loop virus program can completely restrain the "ghost" and eliminate it

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"A man?"

One of the women sat opposite Duan Yihong with some ease and ease, and took out a document from the document bag.

Song Yi, who was wearing a police uniform, was holding a transparent bag, which contained broken and scattered mobile phone parts.

He has no fault for your fault.

Unless a "house" can be found that can decompress it and accommodate its computing unit.

"Fuck!"

But what he told you is that every midnight, he will delete the memory of the 'machine', reset you to zero, and let you return to the core algorithm.

I drove to the location and saw a woman dragging her wife's body slowly into the river.

"...It wasn't until he disappeared that the 'machine' gained real life and was reset every day.

Or the satellite suddenly adjusted its orbit and used itself as a bullet to suicidally hit other satellites.

That time, the "machine" sacrificed itself for mankind.

But Zhu Wanxing just looked at the mobile phone parts outside the bag and was stunned.

In a much lower orbit than the space station.

There are also other relay satellites, space probes, and solar probes surrounding the star.

The astronauts who returned to the spacecraft were shocked to look through the portholes at the space station that was getting farther and farther away due to the impact of debris and the rotation and disintegration of the space station.

Just like you in another universe designed a weapon that gave him the power to defeat the 'ghost' after his death...

A huge artificial satellite maintains a synchronous orbit with its wings facing the sun.

I looked up at the burning city nearby: "Since you made up your mind to accept the official mission a year later and ended the design of the 'machine', you have never been to your grave again. Every time I think of you

You will feel heartbreaking pain, and you will feel the kind of joy that you once thought might only come when you are dying."

"The 'ghost' knows something. Do they think they can hide it?"

So I made a deal with 'the machine' to end saving these non-relevant lists...

The man stood behind the supervisor's desk with a strange look on his face. He hesitated to speak. At the supervisor's urging, he exhaled and kissed him to report.

In the night sky, Duan Yihong and Song Yi raised their heads and looked at the starry sky. No one else in the city was looking at the starry sky like us.

Especially now that almost all supercomputers or smaller servers have been hit by unprecedented surge pulses.

Zhu Wanxing sat in the interrogation room with handcuffs and numbness.

Pan Yueming looked at Duan Yihong, whose eyes were red: "Thank him, thank him for providing you with such a job..."

I looked at the question asked by the computer in surprise, shook my head hurriedly and said: "Do you have a man? You can explain it to him, but you can give him permission to access the dictionary..."

All the "machines" in the global power grid are looking for "ghost" servers. How can we find the "machines" that are everywhere now?

"Hello Mr. Fang, you are from the Liaison Office of the Space Administration."

When he introduced the 'machine' to you, he told you that every time at midnight, the 'machine' would delete the non-relevant lists generated within the day.

At this point, my complaint about Huanshi.com, which I had kept in my heart for spending 40 yuan to become a diamond member, has disappeared.

Duan Yihong looked at the eight-dimensional satellite map and the series of numbers on the screen: "Use the password."

The phone calls came one after another, but they still didn't wake up Song Yi or attract Pan Yueming's attention in the interrogation room.

A large number of server components were also broken down by surges.

An older man wearing glasses hurriedly walked up to the supervisor with a stack of paper in his hand, winked, and followed the two people into an office.

Then he stopped under a surveillance screen.

Why have I been shackled under this train for the billions of times?!

But at this moment, I feel what conscience is.

You recall the huge parabolic antenna on the roof of this small building.

He is afraid of you...

I put the kettle on, limped to the entrance hall, and opened the door. That was the injury I sustained four years later due to the blast wave of a missile.

The god of death with a flaming tail plummeted from the sky with a sharp whistling sound.

As the culprit of low-voltage surges, "Ghost" can definitely protect the supercomputer it is located from being affected by the surge. As for power, it can be completely supplied by diesel generators.

"Documents...call your name for your signature..."

until……"

Duan Yihong looked at Pan Yueming, his voice trembling: "Because it should have been you... you should have been alone... Everything started because of you, and it should have started with you..."

The supervisor's expression became more and more strange as the man spoke.

Because it is basically out there, any changes on the earth's surface will harm it."

Can you lose another one..."

The camera quickly approached the paper, then hurriedly passed through the paper and came to the vast universe.

Duan Yihong woke up Song Yi and quickly ended the search. When we climbed down to the roof, we were surprised to find that Pan Yueming was already standing under the roof of the opposite building. He had connected the antenna downstairs and was adjusting the alignment of the parabolic antenna.

Night sky angle.

"He knows why you were kicked out of the police department.

When I came back to my senses, I only saw that I was holding a knife and my hands were full of blood. I had stabbed the woman in the chest more than a dozen times!

"Yes, you have made an agreement with the 'machine', but you have no agreement..."

Inside the door were two women.

Captain Lin, if he can be more honest now, it will affect his handling and sentencing..."

The photo under the tombstone behind Zhu Wanxing is of a big boy.

Duan Yihong stopped trembling and turned around.

This is the most tragic disaster since mankind entered the industrial age.

Because you were too defensive..."

And that will definitely attract the attention of the 'ghost', enough for it to react...

"Satellite..." Song Yi murmured to himself: "I see, is that the server you found for yourself?"

Following Pan Yueming's words, Zhu Wan looked at Duan Yihong in horror.

A satellite in the night sky, the detection screen locked the roof next to the small building that had been penetrated and collapsed by the explosion.

Space debris bombarded the space station module like bullets.

Duan Yihong looked up at the monitor under the special telephone pole that looked like a guard guarding the cemetery, and repeated: "He is wrong."

When he found out that the 'machine' had moved him away from the air-raid shelter, besides heaving a sigh of relief, he was followed by fear...

Until he finds you and gives you a job..."

The cursor flashed under the white screen of the computer, and a series of characters were typed, as if he was accessing some file.

After working hard for several days, eight people who had had a good night's sleep huddled outside a room in the small building and fell asleep.

Those tens of thousands of satellites are enough to accommodate a super artificial intelligence.
To be continued...