imperfections

Admiral Lin gave the order, and the ten silver guards didn't dare to say "no". He was actually blocked by a mecha core that was about to run out of power. He was almost a little shocked for a moment, choked for a moment, and Lin Jingheng said, "You are downloading illegally again. What nonsense data, virus..."

Before he could say the word "virus" clearly, a powerful soothing agent swept through his body.

The name "soothing agent" is very small and fresh, but it has nothing to do with the soothing mask for acne treatment. Its penetration speed is extremely fast. Once it enters the human body, it will spread to the whole body within a few minutes.It felt like every nerve was pulled out for an electric shock. Lin Jingheng's voice was instantly hoarse in his throat, his breathing was interrupted, his neck seemed to be broken, his fingers tightened suddenly, and the meridians on his bare arm 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 man-machine matching.

The strong stimulation of the soothing agent lasted for about 1 minute, after which it caused multiple muscle spasms throughout the body.

Lin Jingheng, panting violently, smoothed out the jointed muscles and bones very skillfully. He could see the dark underground waterway in his eyes, and the floating objects that occasionally flew by seemed to slow down collectively.Just now, the crab-like mech shook slightly, adjusted a subtle angle, and almost gracefully accelerated on the course with a single-sided power system.

Zhan Lu waited motionless: "Sir, according to the artificial intelligence code, when the artificial intelligence assesses that the owner's life is threatened and can disobey the order to a certain extent, I refuse to execute the order to shut up now, because I must To remind you, when you were in the Silver Fortress, you had a very serious abuse of sedatives. In the past five years, I think your symptoms have improved, but just now..."

Lin Jingheng smoothed her cramped calf, moved her ankle a little, straightened her collar, stood up, took a glass of normal saline and interrupted him: "Why didn't I know that soothing agents are also classified as drugs?"

"Soothing is a medicine that forcibly improves the matching between man and machine under extreme conditions." Zhan Lu, the robot hand, 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 at an 80% match."

Lin Jingheng smiled a bit meanly: "That's right, some waste may not know what 80% is in their entire lives."

Zhanlu continued to swear: "We are discussing your problem, why do you express discriminatory views on irrelevant people?"

"This value deviates from my average value 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 exhausted and your mental strength is exhausted." Zhan Lu said seriously, "When the route is confirmed, the autopilot function of the mech is to allow the pilot to disconnect the mental network and rest, and you are on the plane. The spirit net is never disconnected in the armor, even if more than one person on the mecha can act as the driver, according to the mecha operating regulations, you are operating illegally...Sir, wait a minute, you are operating illegally."

In order not to listen to his nagging, Lin Jingheng hung up the in-ear headphones, played a flirty country tune, and at the same time resolutely dismantled the Zhanlu Spiritual Network that was stacked with the Beijing Mecha Spiritual Network. The two dimensions of the spiritual network completely shielded Zhanlu, and while speeding up the return flight, he went to compile a surveying map with a clean ear.

At this time, less than 24 hours before the high-energy particle flow arrived at the base, 280 four "mech pilots" who couldn't explain their words had already arrived at the mecha station. After the assembly, everyone carried the number corresponding to the mecha. , Scratching ears and scratching cheeks, with different shapes, just like the shooting scene of the animal world.

The four students are issuing the launch plan according to the number-the plan is a piece of audio, using the thick conch-like voice of the holiday.The start-up method, lift-off sequence, stop position, opening time of the protective cover, how to connect the protective cover with the adjacent mechs...and how to use diapers correctly in space were respectively talked about.

This is Saturday with his stealing team and four students. After listening to Lu Bixing's explanation, he rushed out overnight. After recording more than 200 audios, the announcer 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, but he worn out his tongue and only got a bunch of blank eyes.

Lu Bixing drank half a bottle of mineral water in one breath, and waved his hand: "Forget it, let's go directly—Dad, there are sixteen drones left, can we split them in half? One spirit net with eight drones." Human mecha, will it be too reluctant?"

The one-eyed eagle got angry when he saw him, snorted, turned and left.

"Eight UAVs?" Saturday asked in a low voice, "How can this be done? Didn't you say that you are a teacher... I don't think you are a special soldier of the secret army?"

"Of course not. Practice makes perfect. Playing the piano requires all ten fingers." Lu Bixing said, "Do you know what special forces in the secret army are like?"

Shake your head earnestly Sat.

Lu Bixing smiled, and didn't go on—the special forces of the secret force used a mecha core in a remote administrative building to pry 36 parked mechas in a few seconds, blowing up the entire Base fence.

At this time, Cyclops had already driven his mech on the track, and the crowd let out a gasp——behind him, eight drones obediently followed up, each of which was equidistant from each other. When passing by on the acceleration track, like an arrogant corpse exorcist leading his zombie army, a deafening noise rang out, the thermoelectric device outside the cooling tower emitted a magnificent light, and nine mechas lifted off at the same time, neatly as if They are one.

Regardless of the strong light, Saturday set up an awning with his hands and looked at the direction where the mecha disappeared without blinking. Just when Lu Bixing thought he was going to praise others, Saturday suddenly turned his head, and his soft baby face turned tense. Out of a rigid arc, he said word by word: "If what you said is true, then one day, I can do the same."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand violently: "Self-Defense Force! All official members, follow me!"

The official members of the Self-Defense Forces are quite decent, at least they dare to drive the mecha to launch missiles beyond two sailing days.After receiving the instructions, one by one, they got on the track in an orderly manner.

Twenty or ten minutes later, all the mechas that look a little bit have gone to the sky, but the total number of mechas that flew out of the atmosphere is 10, which is only one-sixth, and the remaining crooked mechas are the hard bones.

Lu Bixing glanced at the crowd and slowed down his speech: "When you are on the mecha, you can turn on the portable audio... When you are connected to the spirit network, you can listen to others and stand on my left, and those who cannot listen stand on my right...Okay, Comrades on the left, I would like to ask you to raise the numbers and guidance audio in your hands, and set off one by one... What's wrong?"

"Mr. Lu, how can I avoid colliding with the front, rear, left, and right mechas? If the front mecha runs too slowly and I accidentally rear-end it, how can I brake on the acceleration track?"

Facing this kind of question that is very conscious of driving safely, Lu Bixing forced a smile.

Five minutes later, White got an aluminum alloy frying pan from Fat Sister, connected it to a loudspeaker, lifted the spatula upside down, and hit the bottom of the pan heavily. The loudspeaker transmitted the sound to the speakers in the entire base , everyone stuck their heads out in shock from the earth-shattering gong.

"After the last person has left, you get ready, and when you hear the sound of the gong, you start." Lu Bixing said patiently, "It's as simple as jumping through a fire hoop, let's go."

Soon, those who can learn to go to the sky by themselves under the guidance of the audio will be in their positions, 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 gong... Guo Guo: "Jing Shu followed me, and the others got on the mecha to prepare, half an hour for you to get used to the spirit net, and then start it—remember the feeling on Zhan Lu? White , You have recently gained muscle, you are in good condition, don't be nervous; Vitas don't panic, learn to trust your intuition once in a while; Mint..."

"I know, there are many people outside, and I can see it when I connect to the spirit net." Mint tied her long hair into a ponytail, and pushed down the brim of her hat, "Don't worry, Mr. Lu."

"Okay, people have to learn to walk on their own and get in place." 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 If you listen to the audio on the spirit website, then I may have higher requirements for you, and I will give you half an hour to memorize the operation process, and then line up, and everyone will memorize it in front of me, and those who pass the memorization will go."

The old, the weak, the sick and the disabled looked at each other in blank dismay.

Lu Bixing picked up the spatula and knocked on the pan with his hand back.The "booming" sound was like a different class bell, and everyone picked up their own operating procedures and began to memorize books in a "buzzing" manner.

Huang Jingshu had no expression on her face. She lowered her head and kicked a small stone on the ground. In the background sound like chanting, she said: "Mr. Lu, you want to drag an extra drone armor, let me go up and install one." Look, so as not to embarrass myself in front of my classmates in the future."

"I don't care about you, eight UAVs are enough for me," Lu Bixing said, "I keep you here because I want to say a few words to you. I have read a few books about 'empty brain syndrome' by the Alliance. The academic report of the research, I want to communicate with you."

Huang Jingshu smiled shortly: "What's wrong with you talking about a bald donkey in front of a monk?"

Lu Bixing ignored her: "Empire encephalopathy manifests itself as poor human-machine contact. The cause and mechanism of it are still unclear, and some experts believe that empty encephalopathy is not actually a disease, it is people's poor human-machine contact. ' Symptoms are lumped together."

Huang Jingshu lacked interest: "Oh."

Lu Bixing: "If you look at it according to this broad standard, I can also say it's an empty brain disorder."

Huang Jingshu was speechless for a moment: "...Mr. Lu, you also worked hard to fill the chicken soup."

"What's wrong with the chicken soup? When you wait for the base to run out of supplies and you can't eat meat, you will dream of drinking chicken soup and see who will make it for you." Lu Bixing said, "Of course, I am not born. I was born for some reasons when I was young. Had a serious illness and almost couldn't survive. My father used some unconventional medical methods. One of the sequelae was that I couldn't control my body for a while-you can understand it as a poor connection of the nerves, and the signals of the brain could not be effective. transmitted to the corresponding organs."

With her limited common sense, Huang Jingshu couldn't quite imagine it, so she could only ask, "Is it like paralysis?"

"Almost," Lu Bixing nodded vaguely, "it's better to be in your teens, so you can imagine that your organs are not well connected, let alone human-machine contact. The mechas of the entire eighth galaxy are from my old man. I used to, usually this thing is parked at the door as a door god, that old unscrupulous old Lu Lu has nothing to do, go out to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, he is too lazy to call a car, so he drives a mecha and runs away. At that time, I felt that I was the only one in the world It’s not normal, I’m the only one being rejected by the spirit net.”

Huang Jingshu looked at him, then at the eight drones waiting beside him: "Mr. Lu, do I look easy to deceive?"

Lu Bixing thought for a while: "The first time an ordinary person comes into contact with the Jijia Spirit Network, the feeling of ordinary people is that they are overwhelmed by the massive amount of information, followed by dizziness and nausea, but those who have poor contact with the nausea symptoms are much lighter, and they feel more tinnitus and dizziness, because There is a barrier to receiving information, so you just feel that something has pierced your eardrum and punched your chest, but you can't see what it is."

Huang Jingshu raised her head abruptly.

Lu Bixing spread his hands at her: "I thought at the time, this is too unfair, I must transform a mecha that I can control, so I dismantled my dad's countless stocks, and the direct economic loss is probably enough to build ten mechas." 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 so much money to burn for you."

Huang Jingshu: "Did you succeed? You...have you created a mecha that can be operated by anencephaly?"

Lu Bixing turned his head to look at her, and the girl involuntarily held her breath.

"Of course not." Lu Bixing said, "It's so easy. The alliance has been created a long time ago—they can even create Zhanlu. Are you waiting for me? Use your brain when listening to the lecture!"

Huang Jingshu: "..."

"But when I was your age, I thought I had found the right direction and created a set of theories—of course, now it seems that it is basically nonsense. I gave this set of theories to my dad. , 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 reading it. After a while, he really brought a mecha Give me A and tell me I succeeded. I still remember the feeling of excitement at that time, as if..."

Lu Bixing paused for a moment. He 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 station...

Lu Bixing coughed quickly, clearing his throat of distracting thoughts: "...Anyway, I was very excited. I went in and saw that the noise of the spirit network was much smaller. I thought this was my mech, so I started to use it bit by bit. After contacting and controlling it, after three days, I successfully drove it to fly around the atmosphere of Gloria Star. At that time, I thought, I am free, I have overcome human physiological defects, and I will be the first in human history in the future. The greatest mecha designer...until I finished the advanced mecha design theory with this inflated enthusiasm."

Huang Jingshu's eyes widened.

"I found that the theory I thought was original had been falsified 200 years ago, but at that time I was able to use the mecha as a means of transportation. I disassembled the 'special' mecha and found that this Lao Lu randomly took the gadget from his inventory, and just found someone to install a noise filter in the spirit network. 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 to Huang Jingshu, "Here, the noise filter, I've been making it for fun these two days, and it's installed in the man-machine interface device , you should be safe now, right? Take it and try."

After Lu Bixing finished speaking, he glanced at the time, picked up the spatula and tapped it on the pan: "It's time!"

Xinghai Kindergarten's "Small Enrollment" interview has begun.

Everyone lined up in a row, shaking their heads and shaking their heads in front of Teacher Lu with their hands behind their backs. Sometimes, some cheated and exposed each other. The scene was once very chaotic. A bright white light was drawn in the air, and it flew steadily towards the predetermined coordinates.

Then mint, cockfighting... One after another, the mechas went up to the sky in a dangerous situation. They stumbled and unfolded the protective cover, docked with other mechas in a thrilling manner, stopped outside the atmosphere, and then became part of this artificial protective layer, the energy tower The light swept across from time to time, and the energy on the surface of the shield was activated, emitting fluorescent white visible light, wrapping the small base like silver satin.

Huang Jingshu boarded the mech, took a deep breath, and installed a noise filter. Even though the interference sound was much smaller, Spirit Net still rejected her very much. I don't know if it was an objective fact or a psychological factor.The girl closed her eyes, and all those mechanics and mech operation theories that she swallowed while crying from morning to night rushed through her brain.

"It's just a tool," she thought, "I can control it. I am on Zhanlu, and I have successfully invaded other people's spiritual networks."

In the mecha station, Lu Bixing nodded to the last "endorsement driver", indicating that he could get on the mecha, and went to ask for water with dry mouth.

The endorsement driver stepped onto the mecha, while still muttering the target coordinates, the door of the mecha closed automatically, and the mental net vines entangled his consciousness. A, but because Lin Jingheng opened the link of the spirit network in space, he fell under a heavy psychological shadow. He thought he had overcome his fear, but the moment he encountered the spirit network again, the painful memory defeated him.

The mecha suddenly let out a roar, and lost control on the track. Before it was docked with the track, it flew out with a "woo", and was about to be thrown from the track, flying straight towards the thermal power station of the cooling tower!