Bulwark of Light

Chapter 194 Turing's Monologue

"Adjourn?"

Everyone who came to the meeting room was stunned.

They looked at each other, and through a layer of mental black fog, they could see the shock, astonishment, and confusion on the faces of their neighbors.

The "key" that Guwenhui has been waiting for for many years finally appeared——

And he only said one word.

The meeting adjourned.

Before he had time to react, that powerful spiritual power appeared again, but it was completely opposite to before. Before, he was forcibly establishing a link, but now he is forcibly breaking the link——

"Whoosh whoosh."

The figures in the conference room became blurred one after another.

The consciousness of most people was forcibly sent out of the deep water area.

The mandatory spiritual link is effective for everyone, but there is a sequence for entering the meeting room... Of course, it is related to whether to resist the spiritual link, but what is more related is the strength of the linked person's own spiritual power.

As long as one's own strength is strong enough, even if it is a mandatory link, a strong "struggle" can be carried out.

The stronger the mental power, the longer it can resist.

So please, so is sending.

Gu Shen sat at the end of the long table, and he could sense that after stepping into this meeting room, an area of ​​his brain seemed to be activated... He seemed to be able to see spiritual networks all over the five continents, one after another clearly The underground veins spread from afar and gathered in this small conference room.

The tip is a member of the ancient literary society who is spreading branches and leaves.

The terminal is himself.

On the edge of the long table, there were a few figures that did not dissipate. Driven by the "forced disconnection", they still withstood the pressure, but these figures were also gradually becoming dim.

"Are you really the 'key' left by Alan Turing?"

The old man code-named 064 fixed his eyes on where Gu Shen was. His eyes were shining with silver light, as if he wanted to see clearly the face of the person seated at the end of the long table through the mental fog.

Gu Shen and the old man looked at each other, his heart trembled.

Can you see through it?

No, he didn't believe there was such a person.

Gu Shen suppressed all his mental activities, his expression remained unchanged, he looked back at the old man, and replied calmly: "I opened the door."

The old man stared deeply at Gu Shen, and he withdrew his gaze. The previous staring was just a temptation... He cared more about this "young man"'s strength in the real world than verifying the authenticity of the key left by Alan Turing strong and weak.

The spiritual world is the best reflection of the real world.

This is a mirror.

Weak people with insufficient mental strength, even if they come to this conference room by chance, will definitely not be able to bear their gaze...

It seems that this young man is stronger than he imagined.

The old man got up and bowed slightly, and said softly: "...I'm sorry."

Done.

His figure disappeared into the blood-red conference room.

There were not many people left in the meeting room. After 064's temptation just now, no one had any similar thoughts of temptation.

"You seem to have known the identity of the key all along."

Lin Lin resisted the mental drive, looked at 031, and asked curiously: "Let me tell you, who is he in the real world?"

Boy 031 smiled slyly: "Aha... I never said that, I know the identity of the key. If you want to know...you can ask him in person."

Zhou Jiren gave up the idea of ​​resisting the spiritual link.

When his figure dissipated, he cast a veiled admiring look at "Gu Shen" at the end of the long table who was leaning on his elbows and meditating.

[There are familiar eyes. 】

Gu Shen supported his elbows with both hands, and after giving the command to "break the spiritual link", he maintained such a posture, watching the figures in the distance of the long table disappear one by one, and suddenly, he sensed a familiar gaze...

He looked at the boy code-named 031.

The boy has left.

He remembered very clearly that 031 was connected online very late, and among all the people, he was the last to arrive at the meeting room... In this way, this person's mental strength is extremely strong, and his strength in the real world is definitely not weak.

"Can you follow the mental fluctuations... and find out the true identities of those people in the meeting room?"

Gu Shen silently felt the spiritual network spreading in his mind.

As the lights in the conference room were turned off, and one after another the participants left, the big network also dimmed... If we say that the deep water area relies on the links of countless extraordinary people to provide computing power.

Then this meeting room dedicated to the [Ancient Literature Society] will be maintained by relying on the computing power provided by the surviving remnants of the party.

"No. At least...not now."

Standing behind Gu Shen, Chu Ling, her white dress was emitting fluorescence, her fingers spread into scattered data, linking to every corner of the long table.

"The source code also needs to follow the basic logic. The deep water area has the underlying protection logic for every connected transcendent. The encrypted meeting room uses a one-way transmission network to prevent it from being breached." She said softly: "So... ...Even if it is a 'key', it cannot gain insight into the true identity of the members in the conference room, which is a kind of protection."

Gu Shen nodded.

He understood the meaning of Mr. Turing's design.

This underlying logic... is the most basic trust. The members of the Ancient Chinese Society can come to this conference room because of trust, and Mr. Turing, who designed the conference room, also chose them.

"Every meeting conversation in the past is also unretrievable. It is the same reason as the inability to investigate the identity before. If one day the meeting room is breached, it will not cause too many casualties. In the deep water area, there are tens of millions of people every second. The birth of trillions of information... Even the 'deep sea' cannot completely intercept it, so the conversation in this conference room is garbage that is born and destroyed." Chu Ling looked at the empty conference room, she withdrew her hands, countless spreading data The chain was closed again, returning to the normal ten fingers of a girl.

"The expulsion of the spiritual link has been completed."

Chu Ling said softly: "After the deep sea upgrade, this meeting room is in a high-risk environment. I will improve the underlying code. During the maintenance period, the meeting room cannot be made public."

Gu Shen was a little uncomfortable.

"You said these things to me...it makes me feel like I am the owner of this conference room."

"In terms of ability and status...you are indeed." Chu Ling said calmly: "If you decide to give up the 'meeting room', then for at most three months, this place will be exposed to the self-inspection of the deep sea, and then it will be breached .”

"I……"

Gu Shen sat silently at the table, looked at Chu Ling, and asked slowly: "I want to know...why all this?"

"Black dots are born, order collapses, I already know this..."

"But why is there [Ancient Literature Society]?"

"The federal government and those in charge of Tinder are fighting against the collapse of order..."

Chu Linghua dispersed thousands of data, and the dim conference room became brighter in an instant. She appeared again and sat at the end of the long table, pointing delicately.

Between the two, an image emerged.

"This is a relic of the source code preserved in the deep-sea subtraction program...it is also the only surviving fragment of an image that was destroyed 20 years ago." Chu Ling lowered her eyes and said softly: "I can only give you so much .”

The haggard, blood-stained face of an old man appears in this video... This is his monologue.

only one glance.

Gu Shen recognized the identity of this old man. This is a great man respected and worshiped by all five continents, and the father of wisdom who created [Deep Sea].

Alan Turing.

A broken image, intermittent, fuzzy and clear.

The camera shakes, the rumored old man "died peacefully" with a hoarse voice, conveying such a message.

"Don't trust the . . . federal government."

(End of this chapter)