Admiral Lin ordered, and the Ten Silver Guards did not dare to say "no", but was blocked by a mecha core that was about to run out of power. He was almost a little shocked for a while, and after choking for a moment, Lin Jingheng said: "You are downloading illegally again. What non-trivial data is infected with a virus”
Before the word "virus" could be said clearly, a powerful soothing agent swept through his body.
The name of the "soothing agent" is very small and fresh, but it has nothing to do with the soothing mask for acne treatment. It penetrates very fast, and once it enters the body, it will spread to the whole body within a few minutes. It felt as if every meridian had been pulled out for an electric shock, Lin Jingheng's voice was instantly hoarse in her throat, her breathing was interrupted, her neck was stretched as if it was about to break, her fingers were suddenly tightened, and the meridians on her bare arms seemed to be broken. skin out.
However, at the same time, the matching degree, which had dropped to about 80% due to exhaustion, instantly rose to the extreme value of human-machine matching.
The intense stimulation of the soothing agent lasted for about a minute, after which it caused multiple muscle spasms throughout the body.
While breathing heavily, Lin Jingheng skillfully smoothed out the muscles and bones that were tied together. The dark underground channel was unobstructed in his eyes, and those floating objects that occasionally flew by seemed to have slowed down collectively. The crab-like mech just shook slightly, adjusted a slight angle, and used the unilateral power system to speed up the waterway almost gracefully.
Zhan Lu waited motionlessly: "Sir, according to the artificial intelligence code, when the artificial intelligence assesses that the owner's life safety is in danger and can disobey the order to a certain extent, I now refuse to execute the shut-up order because I must Mind you, you had a very serious abuse of soothing agents while you were at Silver Fort, and I think your symptoms have eased over the past five years, but just now"
Lin Jingheng smoothed his cramping calf, moved his ankle slightly, straightened his collar, and interrupted him with a glass of saline: "Why didn't I know that soothing agents are also classified as drugs?"
"The soothing agent is a potion that forcibly improves the human-machine matching degree under extreme conditions," Zhan Lu, the manipulator, put his four fingers together and made a swearing gesture, as if to emphasize that he was serious, "No one will Use a soothing agent when the match is 80%."
Lin Jingheng smiled meanly: "That's true, some trash may not know what 80% is all their lives."
Zhan Lu continued to say with a swearing gesture: "We are discussing your issue, why do you express discriminatory views against irrelevant people?"
"This value deviates from my average by more than 10%. Isn't this an extreme situation in actual combat? What's the problem?"
"This can only show that you are extremely tired and your energy is overdrawn." Zhan Lu said seriously, "When the route is determined, the autopilot function of the mecha is to allow the pilot to disconnect the fine net and rest, while you are in the mecha. Never open the fine net, even if more than one person on the mecha can act as the driver, according to the mecha operating specifications, you are illegal operation sir, wait a minute, you are illegal operation."
In order not to listen to his nagging, Lin Jingheng put on in-ear headphones and played a sultry country tune. At the same time, he decisively dismantled Zhanlujingwang, which was stacked with Beijing Mechajingwang. Jingwang completely shielded Zhan Lu from both dimensions, and while speeding up the return flight, he compiled a surveying and mapping map with clear ears.
At this time, less than 24 hours before the high-energy particle stream arrived at the base, two hundred and eighty-four "mecha pilots" who were indescribable had already arrived at the mecha. The number corresponding to A, scratching the ears and cheeks, different shapes, like the scene of the animal world shooting.
The four students are issuing the launch plan according to the number - the plan is an audio, using the thick voice of a conch during the holiday. The starting method of each specific mecha, the lift-off sequence, the stop position, the opening time of the shield, how the shield is docked with the adjacent mecha, and how to use diapers correctly in space were discussed.
This was Saturday with his team of stealing teachers, together with four students, after listening to Lu Bixing's explanation, they rushed out overnight after listening to Lu Bixing's explanation. More than 200 audio clips were recorded, and the announcer had lost his voice during the holiday.
Lu Bixing still had the last hope for human intelligence. He also released the construction principle of the mecha shield on the three-dimensional screen, trying in vain to let the pilots understand what he was about to do. However, he broke his tongue and only gained a bunch of them. Dazed eyes.
Lu Bixing filled half a bottle of mineral water in one breath and waved his hand: "Forget it, let's go straight up—Dad, there are sixteen drones left, can we divide them in half? One fine net brings eight drones. Mecha, will it be too reluctant?"
The one-eyed eagle got angry when he saw him, snorted, and turned away.
"Eight drones?" Saturday whispered, "How do you do this? Didn't you say you're a teacher? I don't think you're a special force of the secret army, right?"
"Of course not, practice makes perfect, you have to take care of ten fingers when playing the piano." Lu Bixing said, "Do you know what the special forces of the secret army are like?"
Saturday shook his head earnestly.
Lu Bixing smiled and didn't say anything further - the special forces of the secret army, someone in the remote administrative building used a mecha core to pry thirty-six parked mechas in a few seconds, blowing them away with one shot. Protective nets throughout the base.
At this time, the one-eyed eagle had already driven his mecha onto the track, and the crowd let out an exclamation-I saw eight drones following him obediently behind him, each of which was equidistant, accelerating. As the track flew past, like an arrogant corpse hunter with his zombie army, the deafening noise sounded, the thermoelectric device outside the cooling tower emitted a magnificent light, and the nine mechas lifted off at the same time, as neat as they were. Come is one.
Ignoring the strong light on Saturday, he set up a pergola with his hands, and looked at the direction where the mecha disappeared without blinking. Just when Lu Bixing thought he was going to exclaim with others, Saturday turned his head abruptly, his soft baby face tensed. Out of a rigid arc, he said word by word: "If what you said is true, then one day, I can do the same."
Said, he waved his hand suddenly: "Self-Defense Forces! All regular members, come with me!"
The official members of the Self-Defense Force are still a little bit like, at least they dare to drive the mecha to a place two sailing days away to launch missiles. After getting the instructions, one by one, they went on the track in an orderly manner.
Twenty minutes later, all those who looked a little bit had already gone to the sky. However, the total of fifty-four mechas that flew out of the atmosphere was only one-sixth, and the remaining crooked melons and cracked dates were the hard bones.
Lu Bixing glanced at the crowd and slowed down his speech: "When you get on the mecha, you can turn on the portable audio and when you are connected to Jingwang, you can listen to others on my left, and if you can't listen, I am on the right, and the comrades on the left will go first. Please raise the number and guide audio in your hands and set off in sequence?"
"Mr. Lu, how can I avoid colliding with the mechas in the front, rear, left, and right? If the mecha in front runs too slowly and I accidentally rear-end, how can I brake on the acceleration track?"
Facing this kind of very safe driving awareness, Lu Bixing squeezed out a smile.
Five minutes later, White asked for an aluminum alloy frying pan from Sister Fatty, connected it to the amplifier, lifted the spatula upside down, and knocked hard on the bottom of the pot. The amplifier sent the sound to the sound of the entire base. , everyone was so startled by the earth-shattering gong that they stuck their heads out.
"After the last person leaves, you prepare, and when you hear the sound of the gong, you start." Lu Bixing said patiently, "It's as simple as jumping through the fire ring, come on."
Soon, those who can learn to go to heaven by themselves under the guidance of the audio will be in place, and there are more than 80 nail households left on the ground.
Lu Bixing clapped his hands to the students who took turns beating the gongs and pots: "Jing Shu follows me, the others get on the mecha first, and let you get used to the fine net for half an hour, and then start it up—remember the feeling on Zhan Lu? White, you recently The muscle building effect is obvious, the state is good, don’t be nervous; Vitas don’t panic, and occasionally learn to trust your intuition; Mint”
"I know, there are a lot of people outside, and I can see it when I connect to Jingwang." Mint tied her long hair into a ponytail and pressed down the brim of her hat, "Don't worry, President Lu."
"Okay, people have to learn to walk on their own and take their seats." Lu Bixing nodded, waved at them, then licked his chapped lips and glanced at the old, weak, sick and disabled in front of him, "Since the rest of you can't Listening to the audio on Jingwang, then I may have higher requirements for you, and I will give you half an hour to memorize the operation procedures, and then line up, everyone will come to me and memorize them and go."
The old and the sick looked at each other.
Lu Bixing lifted the spatula and knocked back on the pan. This "bang" sound was like an alternative class bell, and everyone picked up their own operating procedures and memorized the book "buzzing".
Huang Jingshu had no expression on her face, she lowered her head and kicked the pebble on the ground, and in the background sound like chanting, she said, "Mr. Lu, do you want to drag another drone, let me install one. Like this, it saves me being too embarrassed in front of my classmates in the future."
"I don't care about you, eight drones are enough for me," Lu Bixing said, "I want to have a few words with you when I leave you. I've watched a few alliances' research on 'empty brain disease' for a while now. I want to share with you an academic report."
Huang Jingshu smiled briefly: "What's wrong with you talking about bald donkeys in front of a monk?"
Lu Bixing ignored her: "empty brain syndrome is manifested by poor human-machine contact. As for its cause and mechanism, it is unclear now, and some experts believe that empty brain syndrome is not actually a disease. ' symptoms are all mixed up."
Huang Jingshu lacked interest: "Oh."
Lu Bixing: "If we look at this broad standard, I can also be said to be a hollow brain."
Huang Jingshu was speechless for a moment: "Mr. Lu, you've worked hard to make chicken soup."
"What's wrong with chicken soup? When you wait for the base material to be tight and you can't eat meat, then you dream of drinking chicken soup and see who will cook it for you." Lu Bixing said, "Of course, I'm not born, I was born for some reasons when I was a child. After a serious illness, I almost could not survive. My father used some unconventional medical methods. One of the sequelae was that I was unable to control my body for a time - you can understand that it was due to poor contact, and the signals of the brain could not be effectively used. to the corresponding organs."
With her limited common sense, Huang Jingshu couldn't imagine it, so she had to ask, "Similar to paralysis?"
"Almost," Lu Bixing nodded vaguely, "it's better to be in your teens, so you can imagine that your organs are in poor contact, not to mention human-machine contact. The entire eighth galaxy's mechas are from my old man. I had it in my hands. Usually, this thing is parked at the door as a door. Lao Lu, that old and unscrupulous thing, has nothing to go out to eat, drink and gamble. He is too lazy to call a car. It's not normal, I'm the only one being rejected by Jingwang."
Huang Jingshu looked at him, and then looked at the eight drones waiting beside him: "Mr. Lu, do I look like a good deceiver?"
Lu Bixing thought for a while: "The first time I came into contact with the mecha network, ordinary people felt that they were flooded with massive information, and then they felt dizzy and nauseated, but those with poor contact had much less nausea, and they felt more like tinnitus and dizziness, because There is a barrier to information reception, so you just think something has pierced your eardrum and thumped your chest, but you can't see what it is."
Huang Jingshu raised her head suddenly.
Lu Bixing threw her hands at her: "I thought at the time, this is so unfair, I have to rebuild a mecha that I can control, so I dismantled my dad's countless stocks, and the direct economic loss is about enough to build ten. Xinghai Academy, of course, the teacher does not encourage you to do the same, because the teacher is so poor now that he doesn't have that much money to burn for you."
Huang Jingshu: "Have you succeeded? Have you built a mecha that can be driven by emptiness?"
Lu Bixing tilted his head to look at her, and the girl held her breath involuntarily.
"Of course not." Lu Bixing said, "It's so easy, the alliance has already been created - they can even create Zhan Lu, are you still waiting for me? Use your brain when listening to lectures!"
Huang Jingshu: ""
"But when I was your age, I thought I had found the right direction, and I created a theory - of course, now it seems that Key is all nonsense. I gave this theory to my dad, I asked him to help me realize it, and told him that after making such a mecha, he will be the next richest man in the eighth galaxy. My dad didn't say anything after seeing it. After a while, he really pulled a mecha for him. Me, tell me it worked. I still remember the excitement at that time, it was like"
Lu Bixing paused and wanted to make an analogy, but he thought of Lin Jingheng for no reason. When he confirmed that the person was interested in him, there was also the "received" that Mecha Beijing replied to the contact.
Lu Bixing hurriedly coughed and cleared his throat: "I was very excited anyway, I went in and saw that the noise of Jingwang was much less, I thought this was my mecha, so I touched it little by little. , controlled it, and after three days, successfully drove it to fly outside the atmosphere of Kayleigh star. At that time, I thought, I am free, I have overcome the physical defects of human beings, and I will be the greatest in human history in the future. until I taught myself advanced mecha design theory with this expansive enthusiasm."
Huang Jingshu's eyes widened.
"I found out that my own theory, which I thought was original, was falsified two hundred years ago, but by then I was able to use the mech as a walking tool. I took the 'special' mech apart and found this Lao Lu just took the stuff from his inventory, and just asked someone to install a noise filter in the fine net. Lao Lu later admitted that he was just trying to coax me to play, but I didn't expect that I would believe it, and I didn't expect that Drive it out." Lu Bixing said, took out a small chip from his pocket and stuffed it into Huang Jingshu, "Here, noise filter, I've been playing with it for the past two days, and it's installed in the man-machine docking device. , you should be safe now, right? Take it and try it."
Lu Bixing said, glanced at the time, picked up the spatula and knocked on the pan: "Time is up!"
Xinghai Kindergarten "Xiaoshengchu" interview began.
Everyone lined up in a row, shaking their heads in front of Teacher Lu with their hands behind their backs, and sometimes cheating on each other. The scene was very chaotic for a while. On the track, White was the first to speed up the mecha, and the small silver mecha was there. A bright white light was drawn in the air, and it flew steadily towards the established coordinates.
Then the mint and cockfighting mechas came to the ground one by one. They stumbled and unfolded the protective cover, docked other mechas in a thrilling way, stopped outside the atmosphere, and then became part of this artificial protective layer, the light of the energy tower. Occasionally, the energy on the surface of the protective cover was activated, emitting fluorescent white visible light, and the small base was wrapped like silver satin.
Huang Jingshu boarded the mecha, took a deep breath, and installed a noise filter. Even though the noise was much quieter, Jingwang still rejected her very much, whether it was an objective fact or a psychological factor. The girl closed her eyes, and all the mechanics and mecha operation theories that she cried and swallowed from morning to night rushed through her brain.
"It's just a tool," she thought. "I can control it. I'm on Zhanlu and I have successfully hacked into other people's fine nets."
In the mecha, Lu Bixing nodded to the last "endorsement driver", indicating that he could get on the mecha, and went to ask for water with a dry mouth.
The endorsement driver stepped onto the mecha, while still reciting the target coordinates on his back, the mecha door closed automatically, and the fine net vines wrapped around his consciousness. A, but because Lin Jingheng tore the Jingwang link in space, and then left a heavy psychological shadow, he thought he had overcome his fear, but the moment he encountered Jingheng again, the painful memory broke him.
The mecha suddenly made a roar and lost control on the track. Before it was connected to the track, it flew out with a "woo". It was about to be thrown off the track and flew straight towards the thermal power of the cooling tower!
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