Defend Namsan Park

Chapter 35 Bite Lighter Tutorial:

Shen Jiang stared closely at the small red dot, unable to tell how far away it was. Apart from that, there was no light or sound, as if the world was desolate and the universe had no light.

"Get ready—" someone spoke in the headset.

The girl's throat moved under the mask.

The surrounding space was faintly illuminated, and she saw that tiny red dot began to elongate, turning into a red line across the field of vision within 3 minutes.

"can we start?"

"Okay." Shen Jiang said softly.

The red line, which remained still, suddenly spun like a helicopter rotor, sweeping over and chopping off Shen Jiang's head in a second.

"I..." Before she could utter the word "day", a transparent window popped up in front of her eyes, with a bright and prominent character:
dish.

"Tell me, it doesn't matter who you replace, there are few people in the entire giant machine driver brigade who can react faster than it." Shen Jiang pushed up the mask, took off the heavy helmet, and sat on the chair panting. tone.

At the same time, the lights in the room came on, Shen Jiang leaned back on the chair, looked up at the fluorescent lamp on the ceiling, raised his hand to lift his wet forehead hair, let out a breath slowly, and asked:

"How many times has it failed?"

"No. 17 times." There was a transponder on the table, and the man in the transponder replied.

"If it was an actual battle, I would have died seventeen times." Shen Jiang held the heavy black BCI helmet in his arms, and stared at the large curved screen monitor on the table. He failed seventeen times in a row in battle, and was cut in two by the Lighthouse Angel every time."

"As long as you can win in actual combat, the results of the simulation are not important."

Shen Jiang tilted his head, looked at the one-way glass on the opposite wall, and sneered:
"Who is speaking now? Is it 1047?"

The other party was silent for a second, "It's me."

"Why are you still on duty here?" Shen Jiang asked, "Does your accounting office never have a holiday?"

"I'm the director, and I don't take vacations." Tang Di replied, "Other comrades in the office will have rest time."

"Did no one give you an application to be transferred to the Operations Office? I heard that the Operations Office is very idle. They sit in the office and drink tea every day. They all work in the same system. Some people are exhausted. Is it unfair that some people are idle? With a leader like you who is working hard like Saburo, the people in your office really have no objection?" Shen Jiang asked casually.

"The accounting and labor office is the most elite department in the system. It undertakes the most important tasks. Those who can do more work are fine." Tang Di replied. No, it’s a dispensable department, at worst we take on their work as well.”

"Okay, you guys are awesome... awesome."

Shen Jiang raised Erlang's legs, stretched his hand to the back of his head and rubbed it.

The invasive BCI system is equivalent to opening an opening in the brain, which is both a physical opening and a spiritual opening. Giant machine drivers are the first people in human society to implant electrodes and chips into the brain. There are two hundred to three hundred electrode contacts with a scale below 2 microns, which are used to receive EEG (brain wave) signals generated by the brain. The materials are all flexible silver nanowires. The designers have tried their best to reduce the driver's Physically taxing, but their efforts only lead the drivers into more protracted misery.

Unless the immune system of the human body is completely destroyed, the human body’s rejection of invading electrodes will be endless. For the brain, metal electrodes are foreign objects, and two or three hundred contacts are wounds, and the brain will gradually form a wound. Tissues and inclusions greatly reduce the sensitivity of electrodes while reducing damage. Drivers must take drugs to fight their own immunity and self-healing ability, prevent wound healing in the brain, and keep the BCI system sensitive.

The more sensitive the BCI system, the more torture the drivers suffered.

There is no doubt that this is a radical and crude method. It has only been 20 years since the birth of neural connection brain-computer interface technology. Ten years ago, it was still regarded as a future technological revolution in the laboratory. Ten years later, people As an immature technology, inserting electrodes into the brain to control giant machinery is developing rapidly. Behind every rapid technological advancement, there will be a group of crazy people.

This group of people haven't been able to understand the details of the brain, they put it as a part in a huge machine, and use destructive means to squeeze its potential. Human beings are forced to do anything—— What does it feel like to connect your brain to a computer? Only a few people can answer this question. Shen Jiang’s feeling is headache, sleepiness, and I am a god, I am omnipotent.

Computers have not yet developed to the point where they can glimpse into the spiritual world of human beings. So far, they are still mechanical and cold tools.

"There is still a little time, do you need to do other simulation training?" Tang Di asked.

"Your simulation is inaccurate. Lighthouse Angel 092 is essentially a slender star, but what you made is a laser transmitter." Shen Jiang waved his hand, "Imagine that the core density of Lighthouse Angel 092 must be as large as Beyond our imagination, it can be regarded as an indeformable rigid body approximately. When it moves, it cannot be regarded as a mass point. No matter where the driving force for its movement comes from, the basic Newton's laws must be obeyed. For example, it must have The amount of inertia, at least the angular momentum must be conserved, but we don’t care about these things when we study photon motion..."

"We can't imagine what the internal structure of a star that grows into a line is like." Tang Di was a little helpless. "It is not something in our universe, and it does not conform to the physical rules in our universe. We can only simulate it." There is no way to post it with something that looks like it... If Comrade Shen Jiang can give you the model framework of all the basic forces in the five-dimensional space-time, we may try to describe the interior of the lighthouse angel No. 092 structure."

"I can't do it, I'm just a problem solver, not a physicist." Shen Jiang refused flatly, "A physicist can't do this job."

The simulation of angels by human beings is often inaccurate. To put it simply, they are just superficial, ostentatious, and pretentious—people rely on scattered and limited information and shallow cognition of angels, using codes and algorithms Simulating their behavior in the electronic space is used for daily training of giant machinery drivers. Human beings have different depths of cognition for different angels. Some angels and humans have a little more contact with them, and the simulation is more accurate. Some angels and humans only understand With a superficial layer of skin, it can only simulate an appearance, such as No. 092 Lighthouse Angel.

Of course, there are also mysterious angels with almost zero human cognition, such as No. 041 Wave Angel, which is so deadly that no one will be left alive when it appears, and no one has the opportunity to deeply understand its characteristics, and No. 046 Snow Angel, it It has only been observed once by humans.

The first-hand detailed information collected by humans on angels is often obtained by giant machine drivers on the battlefield, and there are no more than two results on the battlefield, either the angels are destroyed immediately, and there will be no future troubles, or the giant machines cannot destroy the angels, and the angels themselves Back off, sooner or later there will be a day of comeback.

So far, the angels successfully eliminated by humans only account for a small part of the total number of observed angels. A total of 28 angels have been eliminated in six frontier bases in four theaters, accounting for 92% of the 30 recorded angels.

That is to say, there are at least 64 angels still roaming in this empty world. They stay in the inertial system of the earth's surface, affected by the earth's gravity and the atmospheric electric field, suspended in the mid-air at a height of 50 meters along a certain two Geodesic movement between points.

Some of them will come to human society again sooner or later, and some are far more terrifying, powerful and deadly than the lighthouse angels.

Humanity must be prepared.

Shen Jiang got up from the chair, yawned, and opened the door of the testing room.

When I opened the door, I saw a tall and thin man standing in the corridor. His facial features seemed a bit strange. His eyes, nose, mouth, eyebrows could be seen clearly, but he couldn't tell if it was a face.

The girl thought for a while, and asked aloud, "1047?"

"It's me." Tang Di nodded, "Are you going back? Do you need to deliver?"

"No need, let's keep busy." Shen Jiang waved his hand, "Your accounting and labor office has to overhaul the computing core, and the workload is heavy, thank you for your hard work... Oh my god, I have a headache."

She propped her hands against the wall, yawned, and staggered away.

Tang Di wanted to say something, but stopped talking.

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"Come, come, come, take a look!" Bai Shu held a big kraft paper bag in his arms, and kicked open the door of the office, "It was just issued by the cafeteria—"

Shanglu looked up from behind the computer screen and saw the girl dump a large bag of oranges on the desk.

"Keep a few, and give them as presents when the old man from Liu's house next month gets married." Uncle Wang Xiangbing leaned back in his chair, folded his hands behind his head, and said to the crowd with his neck tilted, "Others, please feel free. Separated."

"When the old man gets married, should we also give gifts?" Li Wenxuan asked.

"How many will you give away?" Wang Xiangbing showed his uncle's EQ, "Everyone can't look up and look down. Give it to the cubs when they get married, but don't give them to the father when they get married? Everyone else will give it away."

"I wish his father an early son." Zhang Zhong was rather resentful.

Zhang Zhong feels resentful when he sees someone getting married, even if it is the twilight love of an old man and an old lady—someone wants him at a young age, but he is a good young man but no one takes him in.

Bai Shu counted, there were eight oranges in total, each person took one and there were three remaining, which were kept as wedding presents.

"Let's make a better package. If anyone has a red ribbon, please lend me a few meters. Let's make a box." Wang Xiangbing said, "What do you think, Director?"

"Sure." Shanglu said, "Only oranges? How about some rock candy?"

"Then add two taels of rock candy, and that's the deal." Wang Xiangbing said, "We are doing our best, and I hope he will not be ignorant of flattery. Comrades, you should also get married early, and we will take the gift back."

"Uncle, help me find one, and I'll get married right away." Zhang Zhong said.

"You can become a Buddha immediately." Wang Xiangbing said.

"When will Phytophthora get married and when will I get married." Bai Shu said, "I will drive Red Lotus to snatch marriages."

The pressure came to Shanglu.

He looked up from the pile of old papers for a moment, "Married?"

Everyone nodded.

Shang Lu scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "I haven't finished filling out that friendship information form yet, I'll go on a blind date after I finish my current job..."

"Look for a good wife, don't delay." Wang Xiangbing and Li Wenxuan, two married men, said that work is work and life is life. As an advanced unit in the base system, the Operations Office should respond to the call of the country and complete the marriage of all employees. The task of the work-the operation office will only show its advanced nature in this kind of thing.

"All right, all right, I'll go on a blind date and get married after I've solved this big problem, and we'll hold each other for three years." Shang Lu smacked his lips, "It's just the MEG-BCI thing... it's really tricky to get it to work."

(End of this chapter)