That poor man who went crazy—the mercenaries under Nolan had already begun to call that weird guy who came to the base with a female corpse today. Although Hao Ren has been here for less than two hours, his story has already spread in this small resident, and it is unknown which guy with a big brain made up the whole process first, and then by Which big mouth spread the word, anyway, if Hao Ren goes out now, he will definitely attract a lot of attention.
But Hao Ren doesn't pay attention to this. He is currently concentrating on studying the body of the data terminal, of course not because of the idea that it is not suitable for children. He wants to know how this second-generation evolutionary became the carrier of the data terminal by accident, because the dream plane is a real world, and everything that happens here should follow the laws of nature. Parasitic on the corpse, then there must be a part of this body that is compatible with the terminal consciousness mode.
Finding this compatible part may restore the sense of the terminal.
Hao Ren carefully unwrapped the rough bandage on the blond girl's body. The fatal wound running through his chest and abdomen was still ferocious, and since the blood had already drained, he could now clearly see those silver-white pipelines growing together with the body, between machinery and living things. Hao Ren tried his best not to pay attention to the girl's exposed skin, but in fact, with such a scary wound in front of his eyes, he was not in the mood to observe her body anymore.
The data terminal still hasn't regained its perception ability, but it has established audio-visual sharing with Hao Ren, and now it can see the surrounding situation through Hao Ren's eyes. At this moment, it is also curiously observing its current appearance: For the sick machine, the experience at this moment is also novel and interesting.
"I guess the chip in the brain of the second-generation evolutionary and the artificial nerves all over her body are working." Hao Ren put on his gloves and carefully inspected the broken wires. "The operation mode of these parts should be closer to that of a machine." , your consciousness may survive on them."
"This machine thinks you look like a pervert now," the data terminal complained unceremoniously when Hao Ren's eyes wandered over the girl. "What you are doing now is simply molesting a girl, and you have a perverted tendency to abuse corpses... Ah. You put your hand in the belly of this machine!"
"If you don't plan to help with the analysis, just shut up," Hao Ren muttered in a low voice, which seemed to be talking to himself, "Look at these lines, they really grow with the body, The ultimate form of machinery. Sophisticated as a living thing...”
The data terminal also commented: "Do you think the breasts of this machine are a little smaller now? Hmm... **It seems to be black? This machine doesn't like black, can you help me change to a blue one if you have a chance?"
"Get lost! Which one of us is perverted?!" What Hao Ren hates the most now is the PDA who can't hit the yawn, "And this breast is not yours!"
"Currently! And dare you say that you didn't watch it just now? Don't deny it, this machine uses the same pair of eyes as you now, and you can know how many milliseconds it took for this machine to blink."
"Why did I give you such a bad reminder..." Hao Ren muttered helplessly, "Compared to this, I reconnected a few broken lines just now, do you feel that?"
"This machine has no sense, this machine doesn't know what the sense of touch in human form is. And this machine needs to remind you: this body is dead, can't you see that there is not even a little bit of electrical signal in those lines? ?The biological and mechanical parts of this body have stopped functioning, and it won't do anything for you to connect and connect a bunch of wires that have long been offline."
Hao Ren sighed: "I know. In theory, it is impossible for a machine that stops functioning to carry a soul, but let's talk about the facts. Aren't you in her body now... and zombies, skeletons and other undead people can also carry it." activity, which means that dead bodies can also function.”
"The undead have their own special energy circulation in their bodies. Their blood vessels no longer pulsate, but they have other circulation and metabolism in their bodies, such as magic power or alchemy potions. Therefore, in a broad sense, the bodies of the undead are still 'alive', "The data terminal is very serious at this time," and the situation of the body in front of you is different. She is completely dead and stopped functioning. At least this machine can see through your eyes that there is no active part inside this body .”
"That's right, I also tested the signals of these lines just now, and they are all interrupted. I really can't explain which part of her you are living in now." Hao Ren sighed and stood up, "So let's go back and scan again. This time I check the brain part, maybe there's a chip that's using residual cellular energy to keep it going and offline..."
Hao Ren had just finished speaking when there was a slight knock on the door. He looked up unexpectedly and found a middle-aged woman with slightly dark skin standing at the door. The middle-aged woman was staring at the room. scene.
"The door is unlocked." The middle-aged woman said casually.
Hao Ren quickly took his hand out of the terminal's belly (this is a weird way to say it), and at the same time, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to be unconsciously talking to the data terminal just now—not only talking in his mind, but also muttering it out. He rubbed his hands: "Then what, you heard it just now?"
"I only heard the last few words," the middle-aged woman said, taking out a low-quality cigarette from her pocket and stuffing it into her mouth, lit it and took a few puffs, "but I'm not interested in what you said, I'm The doctor here, Nolan asked me to treat a... to see how your girlfriend is doing."
Hao Ren scratched his hair: "Ah, I'm not crazy, I just chatted with it."
The mouth of the data terminal is not ready to be idle for a moment: "Do you think chatting with a dead body is not crazy?"
"Shut up." Hao Ren shouted in his mind.
After hearing Hao Ren's words, the middle-aged woman just glanced at him with strange sympathy. She had already heard about this man from Nolan, just as the other mercenaries imagined—she thought Hao Ren was just She was just a poor person who couldn't accept the fact that her partner died tragically and became crazy, so she didn't say much, just picked up a small black box by her feet and walked into the room: "Do you mind if I interrupt your solitude? Need to give your girlfriend an injection."
Hao Ren had a mournful face: "You can say whatever you want... But don't say she is my girlfriend, okay?"
The woman who called herself a "doctor" had nothing in common with the medical staff in Hao Ren's impression. She didn't wear a white coat, nor did she carry any medical equipment, and she even had a cigarette dangling from her mouth while she was working. She was wearing the same gray-black battle uniform as the other mercenaries, with a dull expression on her face, weather-beaten, except that she was not carrying a weapon, she was no different from the soldiers in this base in other respects, no one would doubt her After being shot, the combat effectiveness will be weaker than that of an ordinary soldier. Hao Ren watched the woman take out a silver-white vacuum syringe that looked like a pistol from the black suitcase, and asked casually, "Are all the doctors here dressed like this?"
"Doubt my qualifications to practice medicine?" The woman took out a metal tube from the small compartment of the box and stuffed it into a vacuum syringe, "Well, I really don't have a license, after all, the last institution in the world that issued professional licenses closed its doors more than 20 years ago Yes, but I've dealt with triple-digit casualties, and that works better than any license."
As she spoke, she pressed the vacuum syringe against the terminal's neck, and after a slight snort, some substance was injected into the terminal's body. Hao Ren looked at this scene with a strange expression, not knowing the meaning of injecting a corpse with potion, he even suspected that the other party was specially sent by Nolan to cooperate with his "schizophrenic necrophilia": "You gave her a shot?" What?"
"Nanometer cluster," the "doctor" replied, "the simplest model, they will guarantee that this body will not be corrupted within a month, but after a month, it will run out of energy... Oh, Nolan told me not to be in your Bringing up the issue of corruption right now…”
The corners of Hao Ren's mouth twitched: "Um, it's okay, I don't care... But then again, isn't the nanocomputer cluster a very dangerous thing?"
He remembered the information he had searched on the Internet before, but the search was in a hurry, and he didn't have time to see the fate of nanotechnology after the accident. He thought that this technology had been sealed.
"In the eyes of your ultra-conservative naturals, probably all high-tech should die," the "doctor" glanced at Hao Ren, "but if there is no nanocomputer cluster, ninety-nine percent of the world's people will die of famine And suffocation—how much land do you think can grow natural plants now? Where do you think the oxygen you breathe comes from? Thanks to the nanomachine group, at least they support human beings.” (to be continued~^~)