doomsday seclusion

In the experimental cabin, lying there is a precious superpower user.

He was not voluntary, but was sent in a coma half a year ago.The people in the research institute don't ask right and wrong, they just take money from people to do things for them, and use this body to conduct various experiments.

Of course, the most important purpose is to perform "memory cleaning".

"It took us a lot of effort to create the purest AI in the world and implant it into the brain of this superpower." At this moment, the old man's eyes burst into a bright light, "You I will never believe that we succeeded, the AI ​​completely replaced this person's personality, but his superpowers did not disappear because of this!"

"What's the point of doing this?" I wasn't moved by his emotion: "You want to skip the steps of robots and directly achieve the dream of artificial intelligence ruling the world?"

"How is this possible?" He looked at me with the eyes of a madman, "We just want to make sure that the implantation of the new personality will not affect the existing abilities of the body, so that we can safely let Mr. Lin undergo the operation .”

I immediately understood the meaning of his words.

"Lin Qinghe wants to transfer his consciousness to this body to obtain eternal life?"

"If there is such an opportunity, who would not be happy?" The old man said with a look of course, "Consciousness will not age with the body, but will disappear with the death of the body. If there is a method, so that consciousness is no longer limited by the body, human beings can transcend life and death, break away from reincarnation, and get closer to God..."

"I'm sorry, I don't think so." I interrupted his nagging, "some things should be decided by the heavens, not human beings. What's more, you may have been abandoned."

"It's impossible!" The old man retorted firmly.

Seeing that his expression was different, I tried a few more words, and found that he... no, it should be said that everyone in the research institute didn't know about the mutation.

The most important factor is that no one has mutated, as if it was just an ordinary day.

The chances of this are extremely slim.

It's just that the next day after the end of the world, the elevator in the dean's lounge brought down several large boxes of compressed food. Because the time was the same as usual, everyone only complained about the quality of the food this time, and didn't make any associations.

"Nowadays, there are supernatural beings everywhere in the outside world, and there are probably many people who can beat this supernatural person. Tell me, why does Lin Qinghe take such a big risk, just to recover a person who is already dispensable to him? body of?"

I can say this confidently because the research has come to an end, and it will be a matter of course only if Lin Qinghe himself participates, but he still uses that old body a few years after the end of the world, if not for some reason. He has to continue to use the identity of "Lin Qinghe" to live, that is, he is still "choosing" the body that is most beneficial to him.

Just thinking about it is disgusting.

"It's nonsense! Even if Mr. Lin doesn't need this body anymore, wouldn't the entire research team ignore it? Only we can safely complete the entire consciousness transfer operation!" The old man gritted his teeth, his tone was too firm, He even persuaded the group of people behind him. After hearing these words, they seemed to have taken a reassurance from their originally panicked expressions, and slowly calmed down.

"Have you handed in your research materials on time?" I asked back, "In the end, Lin Qinghe is also a budget-conscious businessman. Instead of saving you at a huge cost, why can't you use those resources to prepare for new research? room, recruiting new researchers?"

"It's just you..."

"Zombies are everywhere outside, and humans can only move around the city. You are trapped in the city center, and you can't escape at all. It is even more difficult to come to the rescue. If you are Lin Qinghe, and you have the research results in your hand , still care about the life and death of the research team?" I said again.

The old man was speechless.

"Then..." The young man who had been huddled in the corner and covered his wound suddenly said, his face turned pale from blood loss: "Then how did you get in?"

The old man suddenly showed suspicion.

"It was just an accident." I smiled and didn't intend to explain anything to them. I looked down at the experimental cabin and soon found a green button on the edge that looked like it was on.

"What do you want to do?" He immediately became alert and didn't bother with my perfunctory answer.

I was too lazy to waste my time, so I pressed the button directly.

"Can't open!" The old man hissed amidst a burst of exclamation.

Why not?

The worst result is that the experiment will die, but even death is better than being subjected to inhumane experiments all the time.

Speaking of which, this group of researchers is nothing more than demons who destroy humanity for the sake of the so-called "experimental results".

I watched the experimental cabin open with cold eyes. After the lid rose to a certain height, it slid aside.The temperature in the cabin is obviously much lower than the air conditioner in the room, and thick white smoke billows out, continuously sinking to the ground.

After the smoke dissipated, a tall naked body was exposed. Perhaps it had nothing to do with eating normally. This person was terribly thin, with sunken cheeks, distinct ribs, and limbs that seemed to be only a layer of skin left. Floating on the bone, looking shocking.

"What Lin Qinghe wants is such a skeleton?" I looked at the group of animals in front of me and sneered.

"We have just finished the personality test, and the maintenance phase has just begun. It only takes another half a month..."

"Damn you guys!" I didn't want to listen to that disgusting explanation at all. It's really disgusting to treat people like dolls, but still be so plausible.

"No, you don't understand, as long as another half a month, this body will be able to recover to its best condition, and we can proceed to the final step, which is to infuse the consciousness of a real person into it, which will be a great pioneering work in the history of science... ..."

"What about the injected AI consciousness? Just like the personality of the original owner, formatted?" I questioned, but I didn't notice that the person lying in the experimental cabin was slowly opening his eyes.

"The consciousness was originally from outside, and it only exists temporarily for testing purposes. It is natural for it to be erased after the work is completed." The old man didn't think it was disobedient.

These ruthless remarks made people feel angry. I suppressed my anger and was about to say something more, but a pair of wet hands wrapped around my waist.

I froze for a moment, then lowered my head, just looking into those dark pupils.

"Don't look at him!" The old man suddenly changed his attitude and roared.