binary dead train

Chapter 60 Inorganic Parasitism
basement.

Turing sat up groggyly, his slightly opened eyes were a little dull.

As if remembering something, he touched his back and stood up.

"Whoa!!"

A strange sound came from his ear, and Turing turned around suddenly, and froze on the spot.

The corners, the walls, the floor, the ceiling, and the entire basement were covered with messy steel tentacles. While waving lightly, they also accelerated their speed from time to time, whipping through the air like whips.

"what's going on?"

Thinking of the mechanical proliferation he clicked on the technology tree before he passed out, Turing immediately turned his back and looked in the mirror to see the changes in the phantom limb.

In the mirror, the area covered by the phantom limb was the same as before, and the breathing light of the signal transceiver slowly flickered on and off with his heavy breathing.

But to say there is no difference at all doesn't seem right.

After careful inspection, Turing found that the structure of the phantom limb had become more compact.

Manipulating the eight phantom limbs on his back to come before his eyes, the structure of the entire spine has become more detailed, and the degree of engagement and flexibility are better than before.

The three-fingered steel claws on the top have increased in size and become thicker. At the same time, there are many complicated joints extending from the tip, which seem to be able to adapt to more precise manipulation.

"There are some changes...but what about these things? Babies from it?"

Turing walked towards a phantom limb growing out of the wall, and as he approached, the phantom limb that was a little restless gradually calmed down, and quietly drooped on the wall.

Touching the phantom limbs on the wall, and checking the other phantom limbs that grew out, Turing tried to order them.

These descendants immediately became active.

"The verbal commands worked, and the transponders responded to them..."

Looking at the phantom limbs that stretched for a while, and then twitched for a while under his instructions, Turing grabbed a spot and looked at it carefully.

"From a structural point of view, it looks more like the appearance of the phantom limb before the mechanical proliferation, and there is no steel claw on the top, it is a pure tentacles."

Poking the top of the phantom limb of the daughter body, Turing opened the technology tree:
[Phantom Limb - Growth Stage] - [Mechanical Proliferation] - [Secondary Mechanical Proliferation]

"Growing period?"

The name of the phantom limb has changed to [phantom limb - growth stage].And behind the [Mechanical Proliferation] that has been connected with the golden line, there is a new gray grid [Secondary Mechanical Proliferation].

"From the name, the phantom limb has entered a new stage after climbing the special technology of mechanical proliferation..."

Turing quickly thought of the four stages described in Geller Steen's notes about the monster.

If you refer to the research records in the notes, the phantom limb should have reached the second stage of the demon weapon.

Thinking of this, Turing looked down the stairs, and the five mice found that their master had woken up at this moment, so they carefully walked around the phantom limbs and ran to Turing.

"Then these daughters are the new capabilities of mechanical proliferation?"

Looking at the drooping steel tentacles, Turing stretched out his phantom limb and poked lightly on the ground in front of him.

A small piece of metal split off and tumbled to the ground.

Then, like a seed, the thin metal strips exploded and pierced fiercely into the ground.

Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka————

There was a sound of mechanical bouncing and snapping in front of him, and metal tentacles of different lengths broke through the "soil"!

"Split daughters to carry out...planting?"

Turing held back for a second before extracting the verb from his brain's lexicon.

He looked at the cluster of new phantom limbs in front of him with great interest, and thought of the predecessor of phantom limbs: creeper in his mind.

Or rather, plants.

The seeds of most plants exist in the plants themselves. Judging from the current situation, after the creeper enters the growth stage, it seems that it can be planted through this method of proliferation and division.

If this can be called planting.

"So what's the use of this ability? As a sentinel?"

Intuition told Turing that this thing should have more than one use.

Scanning the messy basement, there are shadows of mechanical tentacles everywhere, and then touching the edge of the flesh and phantom limbs on the back of his head, a conjecture popped up in his mind:
"Since it can be planted on floors and walls, what if it is flesh and blood?"

As soon as he thought of this, Turing saw a phantom limb suddenly stretched out, and a sharp "squeak" sound entered Turing's ears——

A thin little mouse was captured by a phantom limb, and was ruthlessly wrapped in it, struggling frantically.

This is the mouse that hasn't been cleaned up in this house, and it should be the experimental material that comes with buying a house.

Turing manipulated the phantom limb on his back to gently grab the little mouse, and the fine joints on the top of the steel claw pinched its tail precisely, and hung it in front of his eyes.

"Since my eight main phantom limbs can split daughter bodies for planting, the small tentacles proliferated from the back of my brain should also be able to."

With a thought, a mechanical tentacle with a diameter of several millimeters drilled out from behind Turing.

"The proliferation ability has been directly enhanced, and the phantom limbs of the proliferation have become thinner."

In the past, the thinnest phantom limb could only reach the thickness of Turing's little finger, but now it seems that the cross-sectional radius is only a few millimeters.

After observing the thin tentacle, Turing manipulated it and stabbed it on the mouse's body.

"Squeak, squeak——!!!"

The little mouse uttered a sharp cry, attracting five monsters to look up from below.

The next moment, a cluster of tiny mechanical tentacles exploded from the mouse's body, and the five monsters were startled, and rushed to Turing's heels.

Turing, on the other hand, pulled the little mouse with daughter tentacles closer, and found that although the mouse was screaming, it was very active.

Even after Turing put it on the ground, he tried to crawl towards the original mouse nest, but was immediately tied up like a zongzi by the phantom limbs growing from his body.

"The rats are not dead, they are even very spiritual... Is this symbiosis? Or..."

Turing gave the phantom limb on the mouse the command to "grow".

In an instant, the mouse struggled frantically, its flesh and blood shriveled and shrunk at a rapid rate, while the phantom limbs continued to grow wildly!
In the end, the rat turned into a shriveled corpse, even the bones quickly turned yellow, and soon turned into dross with a burst of crisp sound.

And Turing was also able to see the whole picture of the seed planting——

The dead mouse carcass was rooted with a large number of fine wires that proliferated with sporozoites, but the spine-shaped structure can still be seen on closer inspection.

"A large number of roots took root in the rat's body, did it suck the rat dry in an instant..."

But the scene in front of him made Turing think of something else, and his expression changed.

"If the main body of the phantom limb is also rooted in my body..."

The picture was a little too scary to imagine.

Looking at the eight phantom limbs in front of him, Turing made some calculations in his mind.

"The phantom limb has the ability to absorb energy, so it won't be deeply rooted in me, but if it has really developed to that point..."

"Anyway, I have to find an opportunity to do a whole-body test for myself in the future. I definitely can't go to the hospital for a CT scan."

Turing was thinking, but the changes on the mouse's side continued.

The phantom limb that has lost its carrier is still very active, but after a period of time, it gradually begins to shrink, the interior collapses, and finally becomes a pile of rusted metal.

Turing paused in thinking, knelt down and touched it, but unexpectedly, the pile of wreckage suddenly disintegrated into debris and gradually drifted into the air.

"Lost its source of energy and quickly withered like a plant."

Turing, who probably came to a conclusion, took out his phone and looked at the phantom limbs on the wall:

"There is a missed call... Looking at the time, I was in a coma for four hours, so how did these guys exist for so long?"

Let the phantom limb lift the wall for him, and seeing the phantom limb wrapped around the wires inside, Turing immediately understood.

"Sure enough, it gets energy from the circuit."

After a series of simple experiments, Turing has roughly figured out the new ability of the growing phantom limb, and according to the usual practice, gave this new ability a name:
【Inorganic Parasitism】

After some simple experiments, Turing found that these offspring could be controlled to accelerate metabolism, so most of the offspring dissipated and died, leaving only a part of the basement door.

"Should be able to serve as a good sentry or even a guard."

Looking at the door of the basement with satisfaction, Turing settled the five monsters and came to the empty living room.

Stepping on the soft carpet under his feet, his body was slightly stiff after lying down for several hours. Turing moved a little, and his stomach made a "cuckoo" cry.

"Today's experiment has been done for a while, so I need to eat something."

Rubbing his stomach, he scanned the slightly empty house for a week, and then looked in the direction of the second floor.

"There are still two vacant rooms on the second floor. You can get some fitness equipment and transform it into a gym or something."

After that, Turing came to the backyard, visited the fox that had been slapped by Cyclops before, and fed it something to eat, and then went out to find a place to solve the problem of dinner.

In the next three days, Turing kept experimenting with the new abilities of phantom limbs in his new home, and spent some money to repurchase and replace the furniture, and then asked the moving company to move some of the things in his rented house back.

In addition to some trivial matters and experiments, Turing also planted phantom limbs at all entrances and exits throughout the villa, and covered them with furniture.He also thoroughly checked the surrounding environment through the mechanical bugs, and established a concealed surrounding warning network.

As for the strange missed call, in Kahn's call that afternoon, Turing also knew that it was from Sax Wilson.

"Grandpa is back and called you a few days ago. Why didn't you answer?"

Playing with the newly bought coffee machine in the kitchen, Turing let the phantom limb hold the phone for him:

"Kane? That's from Sachs? I've been busy these two days, and I don't have time to reply. Say sorry to the old man for me."

"Oh, how about the new equipment?"

"It's not bad. But why aren't you sleeping right now?"

"I'm a night worker, not a pig. Who sleeps till four in the afternoon?"

"Then you took the initiative to call me. It's Mr. Wilson who wants to see me?"

"Well. Originally, grandpa wanted to see you that night, but you didn't answer the phone. In addition, there are many company affairs, so it was postponed until today."

"No way, I'm busy these days, and I didn't know it was Sachs' call..."

"Come to the bar tonight. Mind you, Grandpa may invite you to join the company."

Hearing this, Turing, who was making coffee, frowned.

"Join Wilson? I heard you say it before, but why?"

"Grandpa has a special project, only carbon changers can participate, and you are a carbon changer. It may be easier to understand."

"Really? What project?"

I heard from Kahn that Wilson wanted to recruit himself into the company before. Turing was a little confused, so he didn't pay much attention to it. Now it seems that there are other reasons.

"You'll know it when you come. Some things are inconvenient to talk over the phone. Of course, you can refuse." Kahn said lightly.

Turing was silent for a while.

At present, he has obtained a lot of information by invading the Huguang organization, but there is no part about the carbon changer.As for the carbon changer's system, Kahn had only told him the tip of the iceberg before.

Whether you join the Wilson Company or not, this is an opportunity, and apart from the intelligence of the Huguang organization and what I have explored during this time, I don't know much about the constructors as a whole.

"If it's just to talk, I will come." Turing expressed his meaning.

"Well, I got it." Kahn didn't say much about Turing's answer.

"In the past two days, some strange faces have come to the bar to inquire about you. It may be related to what you told me a few days ago. I didn't disclose the information to them. Have you messed with some organizations?"

Turing didn't need to think about it to know that it was a member of the Huguang organization.

But that can't be regarded as provoking him, it should be Hu Guang provoking him, and then he grabbed his lifeblood...

"It's just a little trouble, thank you for keeping an eye out for me. See you that night?" Turing said, ready to hang up the phone.

"Wait, if you really want to thank me, why don't you do me a favor." Kahn suddenly stopped Turing.

"That depends on what's busy."

"You don't need to do anything else. I recently made a batch of wine lists, and the alcohol content is not high. You should be able to drink?"

"Um..." Turing didn't expect this kind of thing, "It should be fine."

"That's good. See you tonight."

"Well, bye."

After hanging up the phone and confirming that the coffee machine was working normally, Turing went to the living room and sat on the newly purchased sofa.

[The train has not yet arrived, the next arrival time: within 7 days]

Looking at the reminder about the memory train in the technology tree, the phantom held a bottle of liquid and hung it in front of Turing.

This is the diluted decarburized stock solution, and one of the original two bottles has been used up, and there is still three-quarters of the remaining bottle, and the bottle of diluted liquid in front of me.

"To create a powerful demon weapon, you need to inject a high-concentration decarburized stock solution. But at present, there is not much left, and it can only meet two to three experiments at most."

"However, there is a method in the notes that can extract the decarburized stock solution from the body of the monster, and we will consider it after a while. At present, some other experiments and tests are needed for the new functions of phantom limbs..."

Judging from the progress of these few days, the demon equipment of the child body also has a certain consciousness.And Turing had a new experimental idea.

Inorganic parasitism may be able to achieve the purpose of controlling organisms by planting in vivo.

For example, people.

　Good morning, Night City!

This chapter is a full [-] words!
I have cleared up a lot of ideas, and I can do more today
　
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