Zombies don't need to rest

Gu Muyang frowned and stared at the old man.

Intuition told him that what the old man wanted to talk about was another place,

It was only at the time of speaking that it was temporarily replaced by the joint research institute in Base [-].

Hearing the expressions of other old professors around him sighing in relief and nodding in agreement, Gu Muyang silently thought in his heart that this old professor had something to hide from him.

But the other party gave an answer after all, so he planned to ask in private later what he wanted to say.

Now, he is the first time to ask his subordinates to contact the Joint Research Institute in Base [-].

What he didn't know was that at this moment, in the research center located in Base City No. [-], Li Hongbo was sitting in the office next door to attend an urgent online meeting.

Li Hongbo's assistant was sitting in the big conference room, looking at the researchers below and frowning, he said, "Do you guys have any opinions on this matter?"

However, people here also do not understand this technology.

But fortunately, the atmosphere here is different from that of the Federation, so the researchers still expressed their views and speculations directly.

While they were expressing their opinions, the assistant quickly formed a report and passed it online to Li Hongbo next door.

In the online meeting room urgently held by the Pan-Asian Federation Council.

Li Hongbo quickly browsed the information sent by his assistant while expressing his point of view.

Although he was speaking, to be honest, he would rather be a mute at the moment.

Unfortunately he is not.

Moreover, Luo Jincheng didn't know where this matter had gone until now, so someone had to stand up and solve the problem.

He can push the matter to the current conductor Gu Muyang and take care of himself alone.

But in that case, what else would he do as a federal director.

The meeting reached the sixth hour.

A car slowly reduced its speed from 11 to [-] and entered the ninth district northeast of No. [-] base city.

Seeing Sun Island appearing in front of him, Zhao Mucheng subconsciously asked: "Is this where Mr. Jiang lives? The scenery is really nice."

Jiang Yang patted him on the shoulder: "If steel buildings built on barren land can also be called scenery, you probably don't understand the meaning of the word scenery."

He smiled and opened the car door to signal Zhao Mucheng to get out of the car.

After they got off the car, the driver drove the car silently and left Sun Island, and went to rest in the residential area specially prepared for new humans in the zombie living area.

Two people stood on the island near the river.

Jiang Yang suddenly smiled and asked, "Do you still remember what it was like before the catastrophe?"

Zhao Mucheng shook his head: "The end happened when I was three years old. If my father hadn't told me, I don't even have much memory of that time."

"I only have a very vague picture in my memory. It seems that my father and I are in a very narrow room. It seems that we are cooking something to eat. I don't remember the rest."

He sighed forcefully: "I was too young at that time."

Jiang Yang had already returned to normal when he entered the ninth district.

Although Zhao Mucheng was surprised, the experience of this day has made him used to Jiang Yang's magic.

In addition, the shock that this person gave him was even greater than it is now, so he didn't ask too many questions.

Hearing Zhao Mucheng's emotion, Jiang Yang said calmly: "Yes, you were too young at that time. It was really not easy for your father to take you so young to the underground shelter and survive."

Zhao Mucheng was silent for a while before he said: "But without me, maybe those seeds would have survived."

He looked at Jiang Yang very seriously: "In the years after my father's death, I have been living in guilt. It was not until I met Mr. Jiang and saw your huge treasure house that I completed the two most important things in my life. Task."

"Now, my goal is to stay alive."

Jiang Yang squinted his eyes and looked at him: "How do you feel after living for more than 200 years?"

Zhao Mucheng replied without the slightest hesitation: "Life is better than death, but I enjoy it."

Jiang Yang smiled and licked his teeth and said, "You are the group of people with the strongest desire to survive that I have ever seen."

Zhao Mucheng was stunned for a moment and asked, "A batch?"

Jiang Yang shrugged his shoulders: "Everyone who survives to the end in the apocalypse has the strongest desire to survive. Fortunately, some of these people have become zombies and have survived 30 years of melee After that, he woke up."

He looked at Zhao Mucheng: "But they are not as lucky as you. During their three years of survival, they neither met Luo Jincheng nor found a formal refuge. They can only live by their own ability and will."

Zhao Mucheng nodded: "My luck is really good, mainly because my father's place of work is close to Luo Jincheng's refuge, and our hiding place is useful to Luo Jincheng, he found us immediately after he stabilized the base. "

Jiang Yang turned around with a smile and pointed to several team leaders who were walking this way, "Let me introduce you. These are the group of people I said have the strongest desire to survive."

Zhao Mucheng turned around slowly, looking at the dozen or so zombies walking towards him.

After Jiang Yang introduced Zhao Mucheng's identity, Liang Xing, the leader of the ninth group, spoke first: "My name is Liang Xing, and we met before."

Zhao Mucheng thought for a while before saying, "You are the first batch of zombie students that Mr. Jiang asked me to arrange into the Federal Agricultural University."

Liang Xing smiled, but he was not Jiang Yang, and his smile was ugly.

But this didn't stop Zhao Mucheng from walking over to shake hands with him.

After all, neither of them thought that after more than a hundred years, there would be a fate to meet again.

The zombies shook hands with Zhao Mucheng one by one, thanking Zhao Mucheng, who was the first to agree to the zombies to study in the federal university, served as the principal and researcher of the Academy of Agricultural Sciences, but did not make any direct contributions to science.

Of the thirteen team leaders, except for Sun Hai who was still in the hospital to check on Xiao Wang's condition and didn't come over, the rest were there.

Several of them originally had missions.

But when they heard about Zhao Mucheng's arrival, they put down their work and came to see him.

Let those who have jobs leave first to deal with tasks before coming back.

Jiang Yang took Zhao Mucheng to find a newly built gazebo by the river and sat down.

Liang Xing took the initiative to make tea.

Although no one present except Zhao Mucheng could taste the tea.

Looking at Zhao Mucheng who was still shocked by the identities of the zombies.

Jiang Yang said calmly: "Most of those who stay here are people who struggled alone in the last days to the last moment. Even today, they have not given up and are still thinking about survival and the survival of the entire human race. "

Zhao Mucheng drank a cup of tea in silence.

Looking at Liang Xing next to him and the remaining team leaders, he asked, "So, as zombies, do you still think you are human?"

Jiang Yang smiled and shook his head: "Zombies are zombies. The reason why we are willing to consider the survival of all human beings is because in those people, we can see what we used to be."

He turned sideways and looked at the surging river and said: "If hell really exists in the world, it is also gathered by countless living people. We cannot avoid living in it. There are two ways to avoid suffering. One is easy. : Accept hell and become a part of it, the second is risky, you need to be vigilant and learn for a long time, find non-hell people and things in hell, learn to identify them, make them survive, and give them space.”

Looking at Zhao Mucheng who was stunned.

Jiang Yang smiled and said, "You've heard this saying, right?"

Zhao Mucheng nodded: "I once met a scholar from Base City No. [-]. He said that this sentence was taught to him by his grandfather when he was young."

Jiang Yang smiled and took a book from a group leader next to him and handed it to Zhao Mucheng: "Italian Calvino, an Italian writer."

Zhao Mucheng asked in a daze, "Italy?"

Jiang Yang took a sip of tea and said: "European countries should now be the base cities under the jurisdiction of the European Union, but unfortunately, when the catastrophe happened, they were attacked by a large number of first-generation zombies."

"And two monarch-level zombies were born on that land, completely destroying it. It was only after Luo Jincheng disclosed the technology of genetic modification drugs that they began to multiply."

"The current base city has nothing to do with the original country."

"The end of the day wiped it out, but fortunately, there are still some things left. This is what I found in the ruins. Maybe you will like it."

Zhao Mucheng carefully put the book away, and then asked: "So this is also your creed?"

Jiang Yang shook his head: "That's not true, it's just closer. We are just out of emotional factors, willing to help those humans who are willing to live to survive. Believe me, such people are the majority of the crowd."

Liang Xing added tea to several people's tea bowls.

Jiang Yang nodded his thanks and continued: "Zombies are not the most perfect creatures, and neither are humans, but we can actually form a good complementarity and a benign symbiosis."

"It's just that at present, due to the propaganda and guidance of the past hundred years, most new humans have not realized this."

Zhao Mucheng took a deep breath and said, "I thought they knew long ago that with your life and energy, you can become scholars who can change the world."

However, Jiang Yang shook his head: "You are wrong, zombies, there is no such ability."

He pointed to his own brain, then pointed to several team leaders next to him and said: "We have regained our sanity, we can think, we have almost infinite life and energy, but there is one problem, that is us, Lack of ability to feel the world."

Looking at the dazed Zhao Mucheng, he smiled and said: "Due to the extreme evolution of the body, we lack the ability to perceive subtleties."

"Repairing the sense of taste requires almost the same life substance as we need to repair half of the body."

"And no matter how much life matter there is, there is no way to completely repair our nervous system, so in many work that needs to be refined, we need to use more life matter to improve the body as much as possible, or use instruments and equipment."

Zhao Mucheng frowned and said, "But the equipment is already very advanced, isn't it? Moreover, zombies can undertake the production of energy cards, and there should be no problem with fine-grained operation, right?"

Jiang Yang shook his head: "The drawing of the energy card is actually not as fine as you imagined, and the energy card we produce is not small, but draws patterns on a large metal plate."

"It's just that our strength is strong enough and we don't need to use stamping equipment to work, so we become the most suitable energy card manufacturer."

"As for the instruments, they are indeed very advanced, but you have to know that the instruments are also man-made."

Zhao Mucheng nodded, subconsciously lit a cigarette, and was about to press it out a little embarrassedly, but was stopped by Jiang Yang: "You can do whatever you want, this little thing has little effect on our body."

Jiang Yang looked at the research institute not far away: "The biggest problem with zombies is that the nervous system is vulnerable due to the large amount of radiation energy in the body."

"Combined with the lack of hormone modules and the extreme calmness of the emotional part, we are too rational, so we lack inspiration."

Speaking of this, he thought of tall buildings.

Those two children were created by their mother to find inspiration, but they failed.

In fact, Wufeng has discovered this problem many years ago.

The lack of inspiration leads Wufeng to promote the emergence of new technologies and can only rely on the stacking of theoretical knowledge to forcibly promote technological progress in a way of accumulating less and more. This is undoubtedly the most difficult and slowest method.

But it is also the only way zombies want to promote the emergence of new technologies.

He looked at Zhao Mucheng and said, "Human inspiration is a good medicine to catalyze technological progress, but we just don't have this ability."

"We can be top scholars, but to change the world, we need to create."

He pointed to the kettle next to it: "If we want to open this kettle, we need to fill it with water through the only spout, until one day, the water tops the lid."

"And humans are different"

As he spoke, he reached out and opened the lid directly, and there was only half of the water in the pot.

Zhao Mucheng nodded: "I probably understand, what you lack is the ability to innovate?"

Jiang Yang pointed to him and said, "Do you think there will be humans after metal transformation?"

These words stunned Zhao Mucheng, and he shook his head after a long time: "Impossible, they can download the knowledge of the whole world into their brains with the help of extra-brain storage technology, but they will never be able to generate new knowledge. "

"You can also forcibly open the lid of the kettle through accumulation, but they don't even have this ability."

Jiang Yang snapped his fingers: "That's why I said, you now have a chance to become the savior."

Zhao Mucheng looked down at himself thoughtfully.

Jiang Yang looked at Dong Quanyun who came over from the distance after explaining the task, and Sun Hai who hurried over after leaving Xiao Wang in the hospital, and said: "And you know, your current state has proved a problem that has troubled us for at least 30 years. conjecture."

Zhao Mucheng asked curiously: "What?"

Jiang Yang squinted at him and said, "Consciousness is not a derivative of the brain."

After Sun Hai and Dong Quanyun greeted Zhao Mucheng, they sat aside and listened quietly.

Jiang Yang put down the teacup in his hand and said: "Brain damage, even brain cells replaced by machines, does not damage human consciousness, but because of brain damage, consciousness loses the channel to experience the world, so you said that when you are undergoing transformation , There is a feeling of being locked in a dark room, and when you can perceive the world with a new body, your thinking and consciousness are restored."

He stood up and looked at Zhao Mucheng in admiration and said: "Your existence can prove that we, still us, have not changed our consciousness because we have become zombies."

Jiang Yang glanced at the team leaders next to him.

This is the consensus currently recognized by Wufeng, and it was proposed by Jiang Yang: "We are still ourselves at the level of consciousness, the one who has survived the doomsday and comes from the old age, but our body belongs to zombies, a kind of Brand new, with the help of living matter, a new creature with powerful power and energy use ability."

He pointed to Zhao Mucheng: "And you are still Zhao Mucheng at the consciousness level, but the body belongs to the metal reformer, a new life."

Zhao Mucheng looked at Jiang Yang dumbfounded.

It took a long time for him to speak slowly: "So, Mr. Jiang approves of the promotion of this technology?"

Jiang Yang shook his head: "I'm just talking about your situation, don't forget, if I don't help you, you don't even have the right to control your body now, even if you have a clear consciousness and can't control your body, you still have to It’s like being locked up, isn’t it?”