mayfly era

Typhoid folded his arms and stared coldly at the various symbols constantly jumping on the screen of the main brain. He had completely closed the operation interface, but the codes on the screen were still "growing"—the automatic defense system of the main brain was being aggressively attacked.

"How about it?"

Typhoid turned his head when he heard the words, and saw that Yan Qiang walked in with Chen Li, who was limping a little.

"It's nothing." Typhoid said blankly, he looked very calm, his thin figure looked small under the huge main brain screen, like the last general in an isolated castle.

"The cook has left the guy, no one will prepare overtime meals for you, or you can have a quick bite of fast food." The smoking gun supported Chen Li and sat down beside him.

"No need." Typhoid stared at each new automatically generated character without blinking.

"Are you attacking fiercely?" Chen Li asked.

Typhoid hesitated for a second, and said, "Well, and the boss restricted me to fight back."

"Can you stand it?"

"It's okay at the moment. The handwriting speed on the other side can't keep up with the speed of automatic hole filling, but they are still speeding up, and this is already the automatic mode...our limit speed."

"What about the consequences?"

Typhoid turned his head, his expression was a little confused, "I don't know yet."

"The boss trusts you and leaves you alone, so there must be a reason for him." Chen Li said.

"I hope I won't let him down." Typhoid said in a low voice.

After a while, the black soul also entered the main brain room. He put on the wide-brimmed black hat again, and sat casually in a position away from the main brain screen.

The four of them silently watched the constantly beating characters on the huge screen, waiting quietly for when it would be breached.

Their masterminds have no names, and they are not attached to artificial intelligence service systems. This is a counter-revolutionary view. He believes that the anthropomorphic AI service system will invest in "emotional" elements, which is not the safest.Their masterminds carry too much unknown information and require absolute security.

"There is still 30.00%." ​​Typhoid said.

"Storage wall?" Black Soul asked, he had more time than the combatants, and had taught himself some computing technology.

"Storage wall?" Typhoid repeated Black Soul's words, and then he said in a firm voice, "No, absolutely not, our storage wall is indestructible."

Black Soul nodded and responded.

"I'm going to get some food, and call Kujira over by the way." Smoker stood up and said.

Chen Li grabbed the corner of his clothes and stood up.

Smoker said with a smile, "Little cripple, don't worry about it."

"Don't curse me." Chen Li gave him a sideways look.

"It's okay, let him go, the pain will come back in a while." Black Soul interjected.

"I'm going to ask Kujira something." Chen Li said.

Yan Qiang couldn't help frowning, and while helping Chen Li to walk forward, he asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Seeing his nervous look, Chen Li shook his head, "It's nothing serious."

"The one who is looking for Kujira can only have big things, so don't perfuse me."

"It's okay, don't worry. I'm just asking her to ask if I've been having headaches recently, is it her medical malpractice?"

"Then you should ask," said the pipe, "I'll stand up for you."

Kujira is different from Black Soul and Zhu Qingyuan. He focuses on ergonomics and is more like an engineer than a doctor.At the same time, she is also an expert in brain science and chemistry. She performed Chen Li's last operation. The woman insulted the black soul next to her while performing the operation. How could the stitches she made be so ugly.

The two walked to Kujira's prosthetic engineering laboratory. Kujira's petite figure was busy in the laboratory. Since there were no patients, all the equipment had been closed. The center should be her prosthetic equipment, which had been completely closed. It looks like a square metal coffin, with delicate roses and thorns embossed on it.

"Oh, rare customer, Lao Yan finally plans to change his eyeballs?" Kujira saw the two of them with a surprised expression on his charming face.

"Okay, give me yours," said the pipe bluntly.

"[-] million, not a penny less, I can think about it." Kujira said.

"You'd better save your money."

Chen Li walked over and whispered something in Kujira's ear, and Kujira nodded.

"Is the medical record right? I have to look for it." As he said that, Kujira turned and walked to the side cabinet, unlocked it, and the drawer spit out automatically, and all eyes were filled with yellow thin paper.

"I have to search for a while and meet up later." Kujira said without raising his head.

"It's troublesome." Chen Li said.

"I got it, I got it," Kujira flipped through the medical records as if thinking of something, then turned to look at Chen Li, "By the way, what's wrong with you and the crow...?"

Chen Li was stunned for a moment, "Huh?"

"She came to look for me that day, and she cried so sadly. I think it can only be because of you." Kujira said casually.

"I..." Chen Li didn't know how to answer for a while.

"You don't owe her anything, so just refuse if you should. Don't spoil that silly girl." Kujira said.

"She's fine, but..." Chen Li's pale lips moved, but he couldn't finish his sentence.

"I know, you will suffer forever with her," Kujira said bluntly, "but she is also suffering, so don't blame her for being reckless."

"En." Chen Li nodded.

"You guys go first, I will go down when I find something." Kuji pulled the order to evict the guest.

The two left Kujira's laboratory and went to the cafeteria to heat up some instant food.

Smoker wanted to ask what Chen Li whispered to Kujira, but he swallowed the words.Since Chen Li didn't want to say it clearly, he didn't pursue it.

Kujira brought up the past events between Chen Li and Wu Ya. As the person involved, Wu Ya kept silent, and it was even more impossible for the two chief surgeons, Fan Ge, and Song Guang to speak out about this matter rashly, so they vaguely knew that it was not there. The content of this tragedy is only smoker.

The Smoker knew it was just a bad injury and nothing else.People who are injured or even disabled on the battlefield should not be used as material for talk and discrimination.

He didn't think about these things any more, just happened to find the dried fruit bucket stored by Millet, picked a dried plum and stuffed it into Chen Yue's mouth, and asked with a smile, "Is it sweet?"

"Sour." Chen Yue frowned.

"No way, I see a lot of icing on it."

"The core is sour."

"Then spit it out." The bong stretched out his hand and put it near his mouth.

Chen Li swallowed the sour plums, "I never spit out what I eat."

"Coincidentally, me too." Smoker said with a smile.

Back in the main brain room, Typhoid was still standing there like a statuette, and the smoking gun gave him water and food, and he glanced at it expressionlessly.

"How? To what extent?" asked the smoker.

"17.00%."

Smoker scratched his eyebrows, "What exactly does this value represent?"

"Store what's left of the other defenses beyond the walls."

"What happens when the defense collapses?"

Typhoid looked at the smoking gun strangely, "The defense will collapse."

"and then?"

Typhoid shook his head, "I don't know what they will do next."

"What's the worst possible outcome?"

"All destroyed."

"What exactly does the boss want to do?" Smoker was puzzled.

"I'll know later." Typhoid said, he looked as immobile as a mountain, but kept his fingers tightly curled into his palms.

At the next moment, the small percentage character in the lower left corner of the screen dropped from 17% to 3% in a very short period of time, and everyone present couldn't help holding their breath.

"Thirty." Shang Han silently read a number.

"24." Soon, the number in his mouth dropped by six points.

Chen Li and Heihun couldn't sit still, they stood up together.

The percentage figure jumped from 3% to 2% in the blink of an eye at this time, like a completely out-of-control train, which could only be mercilessly dragged to hell by gravity.

"Sixteen." Shang Han said, his eyes were only the windows with white characters on the black background of the main brain screen, and nothing else.

"Nine."

The countdown with uneven intervals is frightening. What will happen after it returns to zero?

None of them knew, including typhoid.

"three."

Typhoid did not give any instructions, and the rest could only wait anxiously.

"Zero." Half a second later, Typhoid spat out the same number as the verdict.

As his voice fell to the ground, the black window of the main brain turned gray, not a uniform white, but countless almost white mottled color blocks jumping rapidly in the window, which is no longer a frequency that the naked eye can catch.

Just when the white globule flickered to an extreme frequency, accompanied by the exclamation of typhoid fever, a huge explosion sounded suddenly, and almost in an instant, the mastermind blasted out a piece of bright white light——

The huge impact knocked everyone on the spot flying!

Soon the open flame replaced the white light, the main computer screen was still on, and the flames came out from all over the place. The surrounding walls and resin boards could not withstand the impact of the blast, and they were deeply cracked, and shards like blades splashed out.

Chen Li and Yan Qiang were together, and Typhoid was the closest to the main brain. At a critical moment, Yan Qiang pulled Typhoid behind him to protect him, and the two of them were knocked out by the explosive force.

Countless sharp fragments exploded from the main brain’s screen and mainframe, and all the connectors started to catch fire. The continuous explosions made the entire main brain room extremely fragile in an instant. The emergency system was triggered and started to operate, spraying a large amount of white suppressant Burn dry powder, but the dry powder can't suppress the successive explosions at all.

This is a giant computer, once it starts to explode - it will be an irreversible storm!

Yan Qiang got up, pushed the typhoid fever under his body to Chen Li, and shouted, "You guys run first, I'll go find Kujira!"

Chen Li didn't hesitate, he wrapped his arms around the stiff typhoid fever, turned his head and saw that the black soul also got up and followed, he smashed open the hinged door, and rushed out to protect the two.

The violent shock made everything fragile, fragments flew everywhere, Chen Li protected the typhoid fever and the black soul from the left and the right, his leg injury was not healed, he stumbled a bit, but he still insisted on escorting the two Go to the base's outpost garage, where Typhoid's yellow sports car and his "Nightcrawler" are parked.

He first placed Typhoid and Black Soul in the car, and then quickly said to Typhoid, "We only wait for one minute."