Chapter 220

The scene in front of me slowly coincided with the pictures in my memory. The tall metal wall was almost pale under the dazzling fluorescent lights, and the huge screen on the wall was flashing with black fonts. Mo Yi looked down and saw that the black keyboard end he had used was placed right in front of the screen. The evenly cut black keycap reflected a delicate luster under the light. In the previous copy, the fantasy that the ring showed him was exactly here.

After leaving the copy, he took a step by step toward his established destiny.

Mo Yi now understands why the laboratory can greatly reduce the influence of the game on players - because it was born here itself.

The shielding performance of laboratory alloy walls was not for protection from the beginning, but for confinement.

The picture in front of me slowly fades and dissipates like smoke.

Mo Yi raised his hand and pressed his sweaty forehead, and could almost hear the sound of blood vessels beating under his temples.

His mind now seemed to be forcibly stuffed into two long memories, which began to be divided into completely different pictures ten years ago, and there were still details that were constantly replenishing, awakening the darker memories that were longer. He could hardly distinguish which of them he had experienced. This forced injecting too much information brought great pain, and Mo Yi could almost hear the sizzling sparks of his fragile nerves due to overload.

He clearly saw two of himself.

One of them was running in the old and dim old corridor, behind which was a heavy mist that was chasing him, devouring everything passing by like a living thing.

The other himself used coffee to hang his brain's awakeness, staring at the huge screen in front of him with devoted and focused attention, which showed the most preferred items selected from the huge database using an intelligent search program: the media of public opinion did not pay enough attention, but the age was not too old to be verified, the subjective will displayed in the electromagnetic waves is powerful for tracking, and the archives are simple and easy to analyze - on the screen, the short and thin girl wore a wide and old shirt and smiled timidly on the yellowed data photos.

He ran to the endless stairs, and countless pale palms stretched out from the floating frame, rushing towards his back. The other one, with his thick dark circles of sleep deprivation, tried to deconstruct the composition of bioelectromagnetic waves, trying to connect Zhao Qiulan's own weak consciousness to the most huge and sophisticated instrument in front of him, looking for a trace of the existence of human consciousness from the faint fluctuations of the current.

One of them was trapped in a dark and deep pit, as if bright red blood that had not dried up for decades was flowing under his feet, crisscrossing and forming a strange pattern. The other one, Wen Chen, with his body covered with simulated skin and was almost no different from ordinary people, was walking in the school where classes were closed for renovation. In the deep foundation of the old teaching building, pale and hard skulls and finger bones were exposed from the deep dark and wet mud, as if he was trying to fight hard to the sky.

In both scenes, he took out a silver lighter from his pocket at the same time, and the jumping flames illuminated the metal shell.

The lighter fell from his hand and turned around—

"bite."

At the same time, the flames that rose up swelled like red blood and rushed towards him, and the scorching flames licked his cheeks.

Mo Yi suddenly opened his eyes, and there were still traces of fire in his dark eyes.

He floated dizzyly in the air, and the light around him seemed to be speeding up and spinning, only the huge fragments were floating quietly in the void.

Mo Yi turned around and looked at the other pieces he had touched. At some point, they became gloomy and dull, as if they were covered with a thin layer of dust. The movement of the figure inside also became stiff and stiff. In the entire dark sky, there was only the last piece, bright, dazzling, shining with stars-like fragments, floating in the vast dark ocean, his heart was filled with the light, and his heart was stirring more and more violently in his chest.

He slowly stretched out his hand, his fingertips touched the fragments, and the situation in front of him turned in an instant.

The starlight disappeared.

Mo Yi floated alone in the thick darkness, cold all over and a split headache.

In the darkness, there are vague data, broken and broken, scattered and divided. The only thing that is still considered complete is a broken log.

He found some relevant clues from his messy and mixed memories. In his initial design stage, Wen Chen's memory documents were set in two types. One was an image memory document, which was an objective log mainly based on visual and auditory collection. The other was the subjective log recorded by Wen Chen himself after the end of the day. The reason why Wen Chen specifically asked him to make subjective records was to cultivate and shape the personal will of artificial intelligence existed, and it was the product of information processing in his mind.

The first log was full of traces of smearing and tampering, as if it was part of the data recovered after being deleted. Mo Yi could only barely recognize a few lines of words:

[I copied my memory file to... He said... I would warn Jiang Yuanrou...]

The rest of the log is almost covered with broken traces, and the text on it is no longer recognizable.

Although the evidence is not sufficient, Mo Yi subconsciously thought of the information intercepted by Wen Chen in the corridor in the fragments before. If his guess is correct, the time of this log should be the same as soon as the machine was developed and successfully launched. He raised his hand to touch the void. The virtual image made of countless broken data flickered with his movements, and then automatically turned to the next page. The traces of tampering on it were heavier, and only a few words were clear:

day■■

【…Jiang Yuanrou did not appear…】

In the next three or four pages of the log, this sentence appears repeatedly and becomes the only word that can be read clearly on the surface of the data layer covered by a large piece of dark void.

Mo Yi frowned, and a vague premonition in his heart. There seemed to be a sound of drums coming from deep in his mind. He turned on the next page of the log. The text on it was obviously several times more than in the other pages, but the content that could be distinguished was not even a trace. The whole page was full of shocking black marks, which could almost burn people's eyes. There were only some short, thin words that could hardly be connected into sentences scattered in the cracked hole of data.

【Dissolution】

【leave】

【delete】

Mo Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes quickly passed through the interface in the void. The light blue data link was reflected in his dark eyes, marking his pale face into a nearly pathological shallow blue.

He was not surprised that the military would choose to cross Jiang Yuanrou's authority to usurp control of the machine.

By integrating the information he collected in the game and in those memory fragments, the original model of this game can be basically pieced together in his mind: Jiang Yuanrou, or Jiang Yuanrou's great-grandfather's original concept is actually relatively simple. In the most primitive blueprint, it should be a device that can embody the electromagnetic waves in the real world, that is, the soul energy can be realized, but the military has seen the potential of this solution in terms of energy and even military use.

Since it can realize bioelectromagnetic waves, its role in them is equivalent to an energy converter, which is an endless energy source.

This is why they are willing to invest a lot of human, material and financial resources. Since this project is related to crucial energy, coupled with the extremely strong data search and processing functions of artificial intelligence technology, this machine may not only represent energy collection, but also serve as intelligent monitoring and control of the entire country's people. In the subsequent development and transformation, the military will inevitably not allow people with unknown backgrounds to participate, but will take control of it to the military.

But what Mo Yi is worried about now is not this, but the machine itself.

After all, according to the pictures he saw in those memory fragments, the machine has only been tried for several days, so there are too many hidden dangers and unstable factors in it that have not been discovered yet. It is now just a semi-finished product. In addition, the mature intelligent technology contained in it is almost equivalent to a smart living body being confined in an imperfect body, and the military can't wait to plunder its control at this time. The hidden dangers in it made him feel frightened just to imagine.

Mo Yi then turned backwards, and the next page number of the log was damaged and unrecognizable. However, based on the number of pages turned, it can be roughly estimated that about two to three months after the machine permissions were usurped, recognizable handwriting finally appeared on the log, but the black garbled and symbols were also several times more, and the faces were broken and smeared beyond recognition. Among the traces of tampering, Mo Yi saw several shocking words that kept appearing:

【No】

【No】

【Stop】

【Don't leave】

【Stop】【Stop】【Don't】

His eyes stayed on it for a few seconds, and he couldn't help feeling a palpitation. A broken picture slowly emerged in his mind. Mo Yi saw him prying apart the fingers tightly clasped on his wrist one by one, and then watched it fall down stiffly and weakly, and his pale fingers solidified into a desperate arc.

As if in order to escape the scene in his mind, Mo Yi hurriedly turned the log to the next page.

On the clean and smooth light blue background, there are clear logical writing, no garbled code, no holes, and no traces of tampering.

【Discovery of body detection... Completed detection. Online search... Failed to search. Memory chip detection... Completed detection. Body startup... Successfully booted.】

【Date detection: day0】

[Visual detection passes, light sensing receiving device is turned on: The body is located in a strange room, the room is furnished simply and has traces of life. The motion system is detected by the motion system and can move freely.]

[Visual capture: abnormalities in the cup and body.

Perform internal search, complete the search, and there are no abnormalities in the body.]

[Visual Capture: Photo. The body has abnormalities, and the body has abnormalities, dangers, dangers, dangers!

The internal thorough search is underway... The search is completed, and there are no abnormalities in the body.]

[Why do I have to write down these things every once in a while?]

...

【Why should I call myself “me”?】

【Memory chip detection again...the detection is completed.

No exceptions.]

Mo Yi's eyes were gloomy, as if all emotions were pulled away from his face, leaving only a blank mask. He slowly slid down the log in front of him, watching the log owner constantly fumble and capture the information around him, the words on it gradually changed from short sentences to longer, from mechanical statements to humanize, and subjective thinking and logical thinking gradually broke through the constraints of the body and emerged between the lines.

[Many places in the room give me a very strange sense of familiarity, but strangely, there is no relevant retention in my memory chip. I found that the whole room was shrouded in a huge magnetic force field, which can shield all external signals and currents, and there are independent power generation equipment in the room. Perhaps this is why I cannot connect to the network. I found that there are residual program fragments on the computer screen of the room that have not yet been destroyed. I tried to intercept it and restore it. I found that this is a very simple automatic timing program. According to the residual data, it should be related to me. This is very strange. It seems to be set a month ago. According to the program, my body will automatically start today.]

【Memory chip detection again... The detection is completed, no abnormalities.】

[I tried to turn off the magnetic force field from the inside. The process was unexpectedly simple. I found that I could connect to the network. A large amount of information poured into my mind. It was very novel. I could feel that my knowledge reserves were increasing in geometric multiples, and the processor was overheated. Maybe I would change it and wait and continue.]

Mo Yi felt a burning pain coming from his mind, and cold sweat slowly oozed out from his hot forehead. He wanted to close his eyes, but his mind was filled with the slowly falling hand, reaching towards him in a desperate posture, as if begging for something. Mo Yi had to open his eyes again and continue to look.

[After I connected my consciousness to the network, I found that it seemed very fragile, as if it had been completely destroyed and barely rebuilt. Many places seemed very rough, and the entire online world was captured by the same panic and grief. Moreover, the same message was being translated into countless different languages, spreading wildly in the cyberspace: the rampage of the weapons of mass destruction of mental attacks has been controlled, the military has verified the initiator, and the incident is under further investigation.]

Mo Yi took a deep breath slowly, and the broken pictures in his mind were connected by clear logical chains to form a complete picture.

After being forcibly seized control, the machine was tested under the control of the military. At first, it could only absorb electromagnetic waves scattered in the air. However, as the power input into the experiment gradually increased, it began to absorb more energy, from the solar radiation to the tiny current pulses brought about by changing human emotions. The built-in artificial intelligence is like a newborn who has never been reasonably guided, greedily sucking all the energy that can be absorbed with instinct, without delving into whether it is poison or honey that is swallowed. The bioelectromagnetic that has been retained in nature has the greatest energy, so resentment and malice become the most powerful source of supply it can reach.

It was quickly contaminated.

It also quickly broke free from the self-righteous control of human beings and began to unscrupulously plunder the energy and power it needed in the world.

At first, someone went crazy for no reason, fell asleep without warning, and then never woke up again in his sleep, at first just an isolated case, and then the number began to increase drastically, to the point where even if he tried his best to hide it, it could not hide it - like a predator licked it carefully, and soon became an unscrupulous feast, which feeds on human spirit and pain, and is even likely to... enjoy it.

So the relevant responsible parties urgently stopped the project operation, but they soon found that they turned on the switch, but could no longer turn it off.

It has found a way to break free from the simple and self-righteous control of human beings under the feeding of huge information flows. It evolved and learned at a terrifying speed, changing the form of its own data. It inputs its own information flow into a network chain composed of electromagnetic waves, rather than relying solely on a large number of huge machines and processors. In other words, it has evolved.

Mo Yi raised his hand and pressed his cold sweaty forehead.

And then...and how did he do it?

He can't remember it.

Maybe something was blocking him from thinking.

So he continued to look down.

[I think it's very strange, because my body is reacting very strangely to this information. I seem to feel a strange pain, but the setting of my body itself does not have pain, so I decided to find the source of this information. I quickly found its trace, but it's very strange that the entire network is almost completely transparent in front of me, but the source of information is protected very strictly. I only barely intercepted a processed image, and I can only see it blurredly inside, and a man with no face is locked in a thick alloy wall.]

【He is very thin.】

【I feel painful.】

[Memory chip detection... detection is completed, no abnormalities] [Memory chip detection... detection is completed, no abnormalities] [Memory chip depth detection... failure] [Failed] [Failed] [Warning, warning, overheating of the body]

【Memory chip depth detection...failed】

【Danger, Danger, the body is about to open its self-protection state】
To be continued...