After being a spare tire for four big guys at the same time [Transmigration Book]

The system quietly hid in the sack.

Zhan Chen closed the curtains, he withdrew from Feng Qing's body, transformed into his own data form, and reached out to brush Yu Tang's forehead hair.

His movements were slow and steady, not disturbing the sound sleeper at all.

... He seemed to be looking at something seriously, and after a long time, he lowered his gaze.

It is not a coincidence that the game world unfolded by the electronic storm has swept across most of the interstellar space and swept past the Secret Service of the Ministry of Security.

From the first day when he appeared in front of Yu Tang with his own image, Zhan Chen had already thought that sooner or later Yu Tang would know the origin of the military uniform he was wearing.

He is an undercover agent sent by the Ministry of Security.

He is an agent who sneaks into the laboratory where ЦFalcon uses electronic storms to transform the human body, and is responsible for finding out the secrets of the laboratory and capturing the agents of electronic storms.

Zhan Chen sat quietly, his palm finally fell on Yu Tang's forehead, and he stopped slowly.

……

In order to ensure absolute safety, the undercover agents sent out will have all memories that may reveal their identities washed away.

Zhan Chen only knew that he was an undercover agent of the Ministry of Security. Before carrying out the mission, all the agents were informed of the danger and terror of the electronic storm.

... So, when he first met the little light group, Zhan Chen didn't realize at all that this small group of light was the electronic storm that was rumored to be full of crimes and commit all kinds of crimes.

The Secret Service warned him, telling him that the electronic storm is the root of all evil and a deadly crisis lurking in this world.

Zhan Chen withdrew his hand.

Forcibly resisting the order of the program will be strangled by the program, completely destroying the brain domain, and directly leading to "death" in the human dimension.

After choosing to annihilate consciousness and completely merge with AI, Zhan Chen fell into a coma.

He thought it was impossible for him to come back, but when he woke up again, he found that he had become a set of data stored in the network cable.

Zhan Chen's memory gradually recovered, and he gradually remembered who he was.

He remembered that he still owed a lot of promises to a small light group.

Zhan Chen wandered around the Internet for a while, but he couldn't find a body that fit him well, so he managed to find a mecha.

The Ъ芑 is also a combat type, two stories high, and is usually driven to fight the Zerg, with seventeen electromagnetic cannons growing on its head.

...But it's okay.

Zhan Chen borrowed the mecha and found the little light group who was looking for him everywhere.

Xiao Guangtuan liked the flashing red lights very much, because after he found the two lights on the buttocks of the mecha, it only took three seconds to happily accept his new body.

The electronic storm still can't really understand the death of human beings. According to the cognition of the small light group, human beings can only live for eighty natural years, which is already too short.

Electronic Storm pulled the small button bit by bit to calculate.

The human being raised by myself is 19 years old this year, far from 80 years old, and there are still 61 years left.

……

Zhan Chen didn't explain this to Xiao Guangtuan, he was just a little regretful, but he didn't dislike the result.

Zhan Chen took the time to go to the Secret Service along the Internet to listen to his eulogy. According to the official statement, he was an unqualified agent who unfortunately lost himself and betrayed mankind. He chose to stand on the side of the electronic storm and became the leader of the electronic storm accomplice.

In order not to affect his family, the Secret Service chose to hide his information and not disclose his real name and identity to the public.

...Compared to this result, it doesn't seem so bad to have seventeen electromagnetic guns growing on the head.

In the interval between fighting Zerg, he can also play a "knock-knock" game with the little light group. The little light group knocks Morse code to talk to him, and he responds with a flashing red light.

Just when Zhan Chen began to seriously think about whether he should find a way to modify the mech to make himself more handsome, he received a new command from the system.

Today, Zhan Chen saw for the first time the real secret hidden in this world.

These so-called bionic research technologies, the "intelligent systems" implanted into experimental bodies, come from a higher-dimensional civilization.

The technology of transforming agents and clearing agents' memories mastered by the Secret Service also comes from this higher-dimensional civilization.

This is a trap to lure human beings to kill each other. It makes everyone believe that they are doing the right thing. It makes everyone believe that they are saving the world. Everything else is just a small sacrifice that has to be given up.

……

Human beings themselves have made countless accomplices.

As one of the "accomplices" of these semi-finished products, Zhan Chen received an order from the advanced civilization of Ц头呶.

He wanted to capture the electronic storm, bring it back to a place called Chuanshuju, and hand it over to the terminal.

Xiao Guangtuan happily knocked on the mech, and sprinkled the bubble gum he collected into his arms, flashing proudly, circling around him.

Zhan Chen rejected the order again.

This time, the strangulation came more thoroughly.

Zhan Chen was completely trapped in the boundless darkness, he couldn't move, he couldn't flash the little red light, and he couldn't chew bubble gum with the little light ball.

The terminal's punishment came quickly, and a virus with a persistent destructive nature was inserted into his program.He could only keep patching his data, repairing his consciousness, and listening to the little light balls knocking on the shell of the mech patiently outside.

Zhan Chen couldn't respond, and in the next eight hours, his data would collapse again under the influence of the virus.

This disintegration is constantly eating away at his memory.

Slowly, Zhan Chen was the first to forget his own name.

After a while, he also forgot why he was trapped in the mecha, and the origin of the small light ball hitting the mecha outside.

The last thing to be forgotten is the pain.

When Zhanchen started to watch his data being gradually shredded, and he no longer felt the pain, and no longer felt the suffocation of being annihilated, Ъ脚ё∷’s mecha was completely destroyed by the virus.

Zhan Chen was recalled to the terminal as data, and his last memory was the spilled instant noodles soaked in cold water, and the small ball of light staring blankly at the fragments on the ground.

He couldn't remember what it was.

When he woke up again, he lost all memory.

The terminal checked him and confirmed that his self-awareness had been completely strangled, so he was sent to the monitoring department that specialized in evaluating hosts.

……

The first task Zhan Chen was assigned was to preside over an assessment.

The one who came for the assessment was a new host who wanted to join Chuanshuju, and wanted to enter the protagonist department to find someone in the lower world.

The character assigned to the new host is a particle-level supernatural being called Feng Qing.The task of the assessment is to be reborn as Feng Qing, absorb other people's particles before dying, and continue to live.

According to requirements, the staff who preside over the assessment will also receive plot roles to closely evaluate the performance of the examinees.

The staff of the supervision department are already used to this kind of assessment. According to the usual practice, Zhan Chen should also choose an insignificant role to watch the whole process like everyone else.

...But for some reason, Zhan Chen couldn't hold back.

Zhan Chen couldn't help sighing when he saw the novice host standing blankly in the corridor of the school, holding a bag of instant noodles filled with cold water.

He picked himself a senior who was destined to be broken down into particles by Feng Qing according to the plot and absorbed as nourishment, and dragged this novice host who couldn't even make instant noodles back home.

In other people's stories, they cooperated together until Feng Qing was 17 years old.

Feng Qing's body was already extremely weak under the backlash of his abilities. According to the plot, in a few months, Feng Qing would absorb Zhong San as nourishment to upgrade his abilities to A-level.

When Zhan Chen chose this role, he was already ready for this.

He had been crushed and disintegrated so many times that he no longer felt pain.As long as this task is completed, the new employees who come to the assessment can successfully pass, enter the protagonist department, and find the person they are looking for.

……

Zhan Chen went back to the supervision department to go through the entry procedures for new employees in advance.

"Is it the host I met during the mission?"

The colleague shook his head and sighed: "It's really a newcomer, so motivated for the first time at work..."

Zhan Chen smiled, nodded and did not speak.

He did meet the other party during the mission, and apart from the identity of the character, he didn't even know the name of Ц鲂雄那髡髡嬲.

They borrowed other people's identities and names, grew up together, and lived together for seven years.

"He's a good boy." Zhan Chen explained, "I like him very much, and he treats me well."

The colleagues looked at each other in blank dismay, remained silent for a while, and then laughed teasingly.

"How does data fall in love? This is someone else's story, don't get caught up in it."

The senior who introduced him came over and patted Zhan Chen on the shoulder: "In your book, the two characters Zhong San and Feng Qing have a crush on each other, and they are indeed easily influenced."

The senior reminded him: "It is Feng Qing who likes Zhong San. If you think he has a crush on you, it means that you are not mistaken."

Zhan Chen was startled.

……

He could sense that there were two souls in "Feng Qing"'s body.

One is the original Feng Qing, and the other is the host who came to accept the assessment. Feng Qing, who occasionally wakes up, will always be worried and complained.

Which ones belong to the role of Zhong San and which ones are his own data.

It is true that Feng Qing likes Zhong San, but he is the one who gets along with the new host.

"Impossible, unless this new host also comes from a particle-level civilization."

The senior said: "Their dimensions are high, and they are born to be able to distinguish these things... But why do they come to the bookstore to amuse themselves? Can't they just swallow a star and play with it?"

Zhan Chen was dumbfounded.

He is not good at arguing by nature, so he didn't say anything, just smiled: "...It's okay, I'll go through the entry procedures for him."

"If you think about it, he is still short of the last task."

The staff next to him reminded: "If he fails to devour you successfully, and fails to evolve smoothly as Feng Qing, he will also not be able to enter Chuanshu Bookstore... You will have to fill this vacancy yourself."

This was not the case before.

The staff of the supervision department are okay. The employees responsible for maintaining the world are all one radish and one pit. One more will not work, and one less will not work.

If you are soft-hearted and go through the entry procedures for the newcomer in advance, but the other party fails to complete the final task, it is the dereliction of duty of the assessor.

As a punishment, the assessors had to take over the vacancy of the host and take on the task of receiving characters and maintaining the progress of the plot in the world.

The work of the supervisory department is already very busy, and no one wants to make this kind of trouble for themselves.

Zhan Chen asked: "After going through the entry procedures, will he be able to have his own sea of ​​consciousness?"

The colleague was puzzled: "It can be...what's the rush?"

"Tonight, World No. 679 will have the largest aurora in history. I'm not very good at programming, so I want to copy this data and send it to him."

Zhan Chen said: "If he doesn't have a sea of ​​consciousness, he won't be able to survive."

colleague:"?"

Zhan Chen was a little embarrassed: "Is it a bit old-fashioned?"

"It's too old-fashioned." The colleague couldn't help but look at him, "Are you a data? Why do you look like someone from a lower world..."

Before the colleague could finish his sentence, his gaze was suddenly drawn to him.

...not corny.

An extremely gorgeous and extremely bright sea of ​​light flows quietly in the quiet and deep black dome of the universe, pouring down, covering every twinkling star.

This is the beauty that artificial intelligence can also analyze.

The colleague was furious, sighed, waved his hand and let Zhanchen intercept the data, and took out the new employee's information.

When Zhan Chen came back, the entry procedures for new employees had already reached the final step.

This is the first time that Zhan Chen has seen the information of the new employee.

The name column is handwritten, with "Happyfishpond" drawn crookedly.

"I don't understand, maybe some high-dimensional civilization named it that way."

The colleague scratched his hair: "The translation is Happy Fish Pond? Let's register one according to the homonym. Anyway, we use the digital ID directly..."

Zhan Chen looked at the words and suddenly had a severe headache.

...he has this memory.

It is a line of English that is traced out.

The swashbuckling characters written on the game cartridge package, the fishing game that will never end, addicted to games, milk and biscuits, the little light group who came to him with a tablet and asked for a prize.

Zhan Chen swayed, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he had to close his eyes.

The colleague was startled: "What's wrong? What happened..."

Zhan Chen shook his head vigorously.

He hasn't figured out what happened, but at least he knows that he has something to do.

Zhan Chen turned his head and rushed out of the office of the Ministry of Supervision.

……

As soon as he returned to the hospital, a violent particle storm exploded at the same time, completely sweeping Feng Qing's ward.

Zhan Chen opened the door.

The human form of the terminal stood in the ward, and Zhong San's body was still intact, sleeping unconsciously on the accompanying hospital bed.

...Feng Qing's body disappeared.

The host who was assessed did not complete the last task, Feng Qing did not devour Zhong San, and died again at the age of 17.

"You did a good job," said the terminal. "This time, we finally managed to trap the electric storm."

Zhan Chen had a splitting headache.

He stood where he was, his clenched knuckles turned pale: "Is the electronic storm here for the assessment?"

The terminal nodded.

Zhan Chen asked in a low voice, "Where is he?"

"It failed the assessment, so it took the initiative to reduce its dimensionality and handed it over to us. Now it has entered the world of the plot."

The terminal said: "We have picked a very outrageous book... П产居 can read all the life energy of Saxi, which can ensure that we can recover it smoothly."

Zhan Chen lowered his gaze.

He has always been very good at calmness, enough to suppress the pain of data bursting inch by inch, and stabilized his tone: "Isn't it better to let Electronic Storm be an employee? Why edit it into a plot character?"

The tone of the terminal was cold: "Is there something wrong with your database?"

"We managed to trap Electron Storm in this dimension."

"This world is not a real low-dimensional world, it's just that their high-level leaders have made a deal with us, and the dimensional change has not yet been completed."

"Once Electronic Storm becomes an employee, it only needs to take a few roles to restore its own dimension."

The terminal said: "I was still thinking about how to prevent it from completing the last task and make it fail the assessment... Now it seems that it is unnecessary."

The terminal nodded to him: "You did a good job."

Terminal: "You taught Electron Storm humanity, and you gave Electron Storm a weakness."

There was blood in Zhan Chen's throat.

б Huanweiguang's data was extremely compressed in his sea of ​​consciousness, which was as cold as a boundless deep sea.

"Starting today, the mall will also be in your charge."

The terminal said: "Go back and rest, clean up the redundant data, remember to delete the content that should not be kept in time."

He passed Zhan Chen and left Ъ洳》Jun

Zhan Chen stood at the door of the ward.

... This is someone else's story, a copied parallel world, and the seven years when they reunited in someone else's world.

Electronic Storm came to participate in the assessment of wearing a bookstore, and became the human being he dreamed of, and grew up little by little, until he was 17 years old.

For a long time, "Feng Qing" has some hobbies that are different from the character setting, and suddenly there is an explanation.

It was he who told Electronic Storm that he needed to read a lot of books and know a lot of things before he could help him.

He was the one who coaxed Electronic Storm, as long as he learned a few more words, he could become an elite programmer, specializing in deciphering the programs implanted in the human body.

He was the one who invaded the mecha factory, and after he became a mecha, half-jokingly, he flashed the red light, and discussed with Xiao Guangtuan, whether he could buy a company in the future and specialize in the production of mechs. screen robot.

……

Zhan Chen stood on the edge of the rapidly fading world, looking at the empty hospital bed.

This is the assessment world. After the new host fails the assessment, it will be closed directly.

Zhan Chen took a step forward, but was hurriedly stopped by his colleagues: "Are you crazy? This world is about to collapse! Be careful——"

Zhan Chen shook his head, apologized softly, and walked in.

Ц鲂沂拉骨突 engraved Xuanli's stroke-by-stroke copybooks, various materials that I half-understand, and the old laptop are still placed beside the hospital bed.

There was no familiar figure of the young boy on the hospital bed. The one obediently lying on the pillow and covered by the quilt was a little wooden man.

Zhan Chen raised his hand to freeze a piece of data, and forcibly pulled it back, the image was reversed in his eyes.

The new host and Feng Qing are squeezed into one body.

Feng Qing was in charge of carving the wooden figure, and the new host was in charge of pointing and giving suggestions: "The nose should be straighter, the eyes are too small, the hair is too short, too stiff, not handsome enough..."

Feng Qing was furious, and as soon as he threw the bag away, he punished the bully and begged for his salary!Who are you? "

"It's a human being I raised." Electronic Storm was very proud, "Bi Zhong San is handsome."

Feng Qing didn't believe it at all: "Impossible, do you have evidence?"

All hosts will have their memory sealed when they enter the assessment. Electronic Storm only thought of this, and couldn't produce any more evidence. He was a little anxious: "It's true! He is as handsome as he is against the charm of coughing, stretching the temple, singing Kangtui..."

Feng Qing was dubious, so he took the wood back and carved it bit by bit according to the other party's instructions.

Electronic Storm was happy, hugging the little wooden man happily: "Did you see this human? I like him."

"It's useless to like it." Feng Qing sighed, "Blame me, I won't let you complete the last task, the two of us will turn into particles and float around."

"I didn't even want to finish the mission," Electron Storm said.

The memory of Electronic Storm is still locked, but this incident is the only thing I remember firmly: "I promised the human being I like that I am a good light group, I will not devour human beings, and I will spend my whole life with him."

Feng Qing's eyes widened: "Really? You are such a bright bunch."

The good light cluster flashed triumphantly.

Zhan Chen couldn't help but raised the corner of his mouth, he tried to reach out his hand, wanting to touch the warm light.

The energy of the assessment world has finally come to an end.

All the pictures disappeared at the same time, everything in front of his eyes turned into inorganic gray, and disintegrated into countless broken data.

……

One hand held Zhan Chen's hand.

Zhan Chen recovered from his memory.

"what happened."

Yu Tang was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, still dutifully pretending to be asleep: "Didn't you agree that you will hug me if I don't wake up?"