forget the river mirror

Chapter 14 Jindan?stone.

Blue Star, Wilderness, Base 12.

Three days have passed since that crazy "little game". During this time, Lin Chuan has basically resolved the contradiction between spirit and darkness, and has also collected a lot of information.

He has already figured out that this base relies on low-level artificial intelligence to maintain the system's operation, and can only execute written programs, so as long as he understands the operating habits of artificial intelligence, there is hope to find loopholes.

After all, the program is dead, and Lin Chuan is not just fighting "alone".

And soon it was time for him to verify the results, Lin Chuan closed his eyes, and silently counted down in his heart.

"3"

"2"

"1"

[No. 2577 blood bag testing begins. 】

The emotionless voice of the low-level artificial intelligence sounded on time.

A bright silver mechanical tentacle hangs down from the ceiling. While wrapping Lin Chuan's arm, his ankle is instantly tightened by the tentacles floating out of the ground.

There was a slight tingling from the fingertips. Before each blood draw, the base would take the trouble to test again to ensure that the blood in the blood pack was in a qualified state.

[Blood pack No. 2577 is in normal health.The amount of blood drawn this time is 300ml, and the No. 02 emergency plan has been prepared. 】

The cold mechanical sound made Lin Chuan frown. Although the amount of blood drawn from the previous two days has not changed, he must figure out what the emergency plan is.

The blood volume of 300ml can basically recover in two to three days, but if it is 300ml every day, the body will definitely become weaker and weaker, but Lin Chuan still does not struggle, because he wants to count the operating habits of artificial intelligence, which is his The key to escaping from the base.

If it was an advanced artificial intelligence, Lin Chuan would not bother at all, just wait for death with peace of mind. After all, there is only one advanced artificial intelligence in the entire federation, and the virtual president of the federal Senate is comparable to a god.

……

This is not the first time Lin Chuan has had his blood drawn, but when the two cold needles sank into his arms, his body still became a little stiff uncontrollably.

The small, cramped room was so quiet that the sound of blood flowing could even be heard.

The blood was pumped through the mechanical pipeline very quickly, and Lin Chuan's hands and feet began to turn cold, and his face became paler and paler.

At the moment when the blood draw was about to end, Lin Chuan resolutely sank all his consciousness into his dantian, and once again landed in the Taiji Nebula.

And before he lost his consciousness, he finally heard a vague mechanical sound:
[It was detected that the blood bag No. 2577 has gone into shock, and the No. 02 emergency plan was activated]

The consciousness in the third perspective vaguely saw the red light on the electronic collar on the neck.

Two gaps were split on the smooth ground, and dense mechanical arms protruded from the gaps, gradually closing together, wrapping around Lin Chuan layer by layer, forming a crude airtight cabin.

In the airtight cabin, a long needle was inserted into Lin Chuan's spine, and a tube of unknown fluorescent liquid was injected, which is a hematopoietic agent that can stimulate bone marrow to accelerate hematopoiesis.

At the same time, dense laser knives were also aimed at his body. Lin Chuan believed that if the emergency plan failed, those sharp laser knives would immediately remove all available organs from his body.

……

Above the Milky Way, the old welfare home reappeared. Lin Chuan was lying on the rocking chair, silently waiting for the arrival of the spirit and the darkness.

"Ancestor!"

"Father!"

Before the meteor crossed the sky, the excited voices of the two had already passed.

Lin Chuan patted his forehead helplessly, he was too lazy to correct the two people's names for him, and asked straight to the point:

"Don't waste time, tell me how is your coordination? Why is there still some delay when I mobilize the spiritual energy?"

Like a child, An rushed to complain:
"Father God, I have tried my best to cooperate with him in putting on those nano-armours, but if he doesn't cooperate with me, he refuses to learn breathing techniques."

"Isn't this sick? You have to believe in science!"

Not surprisingly, the two quarreled again.

An directly opened his mouth this time, and spit out a golden pill:
"Science? Then what is it that I cultivated?"

Ling said expressionlessly:

"It's a stone. Next time you can't vomit it out, I can do the surgery for you for free."

Lin Chuan, who was very angry at first, almost didn't laugh out loud. After getting along these few days, he thought that he was used to Ling's rigidity and secret second-guessing, but these two people can bring him new "" surprise".

But now is not the time to argue. Lin Chuan needs to make the Taiji Cyclone become like an arm again, so he has to let the two of them let go of their prejudice against each other... He pondered for two seconds, got up and said seriously:

"I have never regretted giving you civilization, because in my opinion, all civilizations are flowers blooming from the sea of ​​blood, from the age of blood drinking, stepping out of the darkness on the bones, to create art, law, morality, and ideals, No longer like a paramecium, who only knows how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, but can give up his life for a certain belief.

This is the civilization I think, not like you, who have no purpose and no ideals, to become stronger, let alone to help me, if I want to use you as a tool, I will not empower you.

Let's all go back and think about it. If I can still feel the delay when I mobilize the spiritual energy next time, then there is no need for this nebula to exist. "

After Lin Chuan finished speaking, he waved his hand and regained consciousness.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he already recognized that spirit and darkness are independent individuals, so he said so much earnestly.

But if he dragged on, his body would only become weaker and weaker. If he couldn't escape, even if he didn't destroy the Tai Chi Nebula, they would still dissipate.

……

[The repair of No. 2577 blood bag has been completed, and the cafeteria area is open. 】

Lin Chuan's consciousness returned, and a cold mechanical sound sounded at the same time. The mechanical arm surrounding Lin San put away the laser scalpel, retreated to the ground, and the electronic collar on his neck turned back to green again.

The pure white wall melted a door like melted snow. Lin Chuan walked to the cafeteria thoughtfully, with a smile unconsciously on the corner of his mouth.

Lin Chuan finally determined the most important part of the plan, the separation of consciousness: as long as the consciousness sinks into the dantian, it can create the illusion of shock.

However, after Lin Chuan walked out of the aisle, he straightened up his expression immediately, calmly picked up a dinner plate from the table by the door, walked towards the window, pushed the plate into the window, and then pointed his eyes at the window pupil scanner.

[The identity of blood bag No. 2577 has been confirmed. 】

After confirming Lin Chuan's identity, the mechanical arm put two dark yellow protein strips on the dinner plate. Lin Chuan found a corner and began to destroy the "food" in front of him.

Now, the escape plan has almost been prepared, as long as there are no more problems with the Tai Chi cyclone, it can be ready to implement.

It's just that he couldn't see Yu Sheng, which gave Lin Chuan a bad feeling, but Yu Sheng said that she had been lethargic for the past two days, so he didn't think much about it.

He was not alone in the cafeteria, but it was very quiet, only the sound of chewing could be heard.

Everyone's face was pale, and everyone was numbly chewing on the tasteless protein bars, not in the mood to speak.

Perhaps they should not be called human beings. The boring and hopeless life of drawing blood, eating, and exercising day after day has made them accustomed to being a blood bag.

"You guys just kill me. If you can't kill me, I'll kill you sooner or later!"

The arrogant voice broke the tranquility of the cafeteria, and Lin Chuan's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a pinprick.

"If you have the ability to let go of me! I, xxx..."

The scolding with extremely high content was getting closer and closer, Lin Chuan gave up his unrealistic fantasies, and there was no one else except the second bald man with this unceasing energy of cursing.

Soon, Jing Xuan was pushed out of passageway 2603. His whole body was restrained by bright silver mechanical tentacles, and the only thing that could move was his mouth.

The pale light illuminated his face, and the shiny bald head was still a bit reflective.

Lin Chuan sighed for a long time, put down the protein bar in his hand, and walked over helplessly.

The artificial intelligence here is only the lowest level. In most cases, it will only execute the programmed programs. Obviously [block a curse mouth], it has not been written into its program.

In fact, if Jing Xuan stopped struggling, those mechanical tentacles would no longer restrain him, and the cafeteria was an area where he could move freely, so there were no mechanical tentacles to stop Lin Chuan.

"Okay, stop scolding, and stop struggling."

Lin Chuan has also experienced the feeling of being bound by mechanical tentacles, and it doesn't feel good to be stimulated by electric current every few seconds.

Hearing Lin Chuan's voice, Jing Xuan's eyes widened immediately, as if he had choked on food, and turned his head to Lin Chuan with a stiff expression.

"Fuck, you haven't burped yet! That's great!"

Lin Chuan found that the mechanical tentacles that restrained him were obviously locked in a circle, and he said hastily:

"Don't move, don't struggle, calm down, as long as you stay silent for more than 1 minute, and make sure your heart rate drops, these tentacles will let you go."

Jing Xuan wanted to say something more, but seeing Lin Chuan's worried expression, he gritted his teeth and closed his mouth.

In this world, apart from the old dean, Lin Chuan is the only one who can shut him up.

The cafeteria became quiet again, and the blood packs all lowered their heads, chewing the protein bars numbly. Cursing people can't change their situation. Replenishing their physical strength and completing today's exercise targets are the most important things.

In fact, being a blood bag is not entirely a bad thing. A blood bag needs to maintain a healthy body, so not only can you eat protein bars every day, but the cafeteria will also provide artificially synthesized vitamins at night. At least you can’t starve to death here.

In addition to being drawn from the blood bag, the only thing that needs to be done every day is to exercise. After completing the exercise indicators, you can go back to your room to rest.

Sometimes low-level artificial intelligence will also provide books, or entertainment items such as audio and video.

There are many wilderness people who are about to starve to death, and even take the initiative to seek out slave catchers and ask to be blood bags. Unfortunately, the blood of those wilderness people is mostly unqualified, and only a few can be selected as blood bags.

……

Er Bald clenched his teeth, trying to calm down his restless heart. After five or six minutes, the mechanical tentacles that restrained him gradually retreated to the ground.

Lin Chuan quickly helped him to sit aside, and then asked eagerly, "Didn't you run away? Why were you arrested too? Jiang Yang was also arrested?"

"Jiang Yang is fine. He should have reached the eighth district by now, and Ao Wu was also taken away by him. Even if I failed to escape, I was caught by that bastard. He still wanted me to fight for him. After scolding me, I sent it here.

There were quite a few others who came with me, but the convoy was attacked when it was about to arrive here. There were more than 30 people in my car, and I was the only one left. "

Lin Chuan nodded thoughtfully, and understood why the "patriarch" didn't come out to greet him. After all, there was only one person, and there was no need to play games.

After Jing Xuan finished speaking, he spat hard at the ground, but in the next second, a mechanical tentacle rose from the ground and slapped him on the back of his neck, followed by an emotionless mechanical sound. up:

"Spitting is prohibited in the cafeteria area."

"What am I..."

Lin Chuan quickly stopped him, and the mechanical tentacles stayed for a while. Seeing that Jing Xuan showed no sign of resistance, he retreated to the ground silently.

"How did you develop this habit of cursing?"

Lin Chuan asked helplessly.

"When you didn't come to the orphanage, those people on the street always bullied me. At that time, I was too young to beat them, so I secretly worked hard every day..."

"and then?"

"Then? Then no one can scold me. They beat me, and it's my sister who died..." Jing Xuan rolled his eyes, stared at Lin Chuan and said:

"Stop talking about these useless things, have you figured out how to run away?"

"Almost..." Lin Chuan paused, as if suddenly disconnected.

Jing Xuan had long been used to the strangeness, knowing that Lin Chuan would not be able to recover for a while, so he followed the example of other blood bags, found a dinner plate, took a protein bar from the cafeteria window, and ate half of it. When Lin Chuan went online again, he continued to say with bright eyes:
"There should be only one person in this base who has the authority to control the low-level artificial intelligence here. As long as he is controlled, we can hope to escape."

Erbald stuffed the remaining half of the protein bar into his mouth, and asked vaguely:
"Have you seen that man?"

"Well, a pervert who wears a white coat and claims to be the patriarch."

Lin Chuan didn't give Jing Xuan a chance to continue asking questions, and continued to explain quickly:
"The pervert has undergone mechanical transformation, and there are four mechanical tentacles behind him. There should be a way to deal with it. The difficulty is that we must subdue him, not kill him, or the base may execute a self-destruct procedure."

Jing Xuan nodded thoughtfully, and asked calmly, "What should we do?"

Lin Chuan smiled gently:
"die."

Lin Chuan's gentle smiling face formed a huge contrast with his cold words, and the hairs on Jing Xuan's body stood up inexplicably.

Jing Xuan recalled the scene when he saw Lin Chuan for the first time. At that time, Lin Chuan was being bullied by those bad kids in the orphanage. He was only four or five years old and he was no match for those teenagers.

But even though he was beaten badly, Lin Chuan still smiled as he does now, and the blood left along his forehead stained his face red, making that gentle smiling face very strange.

The result was that the group of children were scared and ran away crying.

"What are you thinking about?" Lin Chuan waved his hand in front of Erbald's eyes, and then he continued after he recovered, "It's not real death, I have a way to fake my death, when the time comes, all I need to do is control the patriarch .”

"Is it reliable?"

"Reliable."

"Then fix it, fuck him xxx!"

Lin Chuan nodded, briefly explained the future plan to Er Bald, and then led him to the fitness area.

Along the way, Lin Chuan was looking at the monitoring angle from the corner of his eye, and at the same time simulating the monitoring angle in his mind, trying to find the blind spots. Unfortunately, he has been insisting on this matter for the past three days, but still Nothing came of it.

On the contrary, every time he uses his brain excessively, the appearance of Yu Sheng will appear in his mind, and for some reason, every time he sees Yu Sheng's face, he will think of A Li.

Ever since Yu Sheng took the initiative to snatch the poisoned candy, Lin Chuan's missing emotions became active. Although he still ignored life, he had an extra obsession.

Lin Chuan wanted Yu Sheng to live, not because of her kindness, nor because of his conscience, but because he regarded Yu Sheng as a substitute for Ah Li.

It seems that as long as he saves the rest of his life, he can make up for the regret of Ah Li's departure.

……

The layout of the fitness area is very simple. Blood packers can choose the virtual scene they want as long as they stick the nerve unit stickers on the treadmill or bicycle on their foreheads.

Although the entire base is only controlled by low-level artificial intelligence, the database of virtual scenes is very complete, even if you want to be transformed into Mario on the treadmill, you can be a princess.

Lin Chuan just had his blood drawn today, so he doesn't have a rigid exercise index. He can freely control the two hours of exercise time. Most of the blood bags that have had his blood drawn will be in the rest area of ​​the fitness area to watch Chaomeng.

The so-called Chaomeng is to transfer [the experience of others] into the nervous system of the viewer from the fixed equipment in the form of [digital recording], so that the user can completely [experience everything the recorder experienced], including Inner feelings, sensory stimulation, thoughts and memories, and muscle stretching.

That sense of substitution allows people to experience a different life, and it is the only thing worth looking forward to in their lives.

Moreover, the Chaomeng themes left in the base are all about pleasure, whether it is a full feast of Han and Han, or a forest of wine and meat, the only purpose is to let the blood packs indulge in false pleasure and forget the reality that they are in a cage.

Lin Chuan asked Jingxuan to find a treadmill and start running. After telling him not to put stickers on the neural unit, he found a corner in Chaomeng’s movie viewing area, sat down, and adjusted his mentality. He Xiaoyou said:

"I have time now, you can start over there."

(End of this chapter)