Cyber ​​Swordsman 2121

Chapter 387, Ghost

Suddenly, the air conditioner was inexplicably turned on, blowing the wind and chill, the lights in the house and the live broadcast holographic projection screen began to flicker, and there was some poor contact, and various electrical appliances such as the refrigerator and sweeping robot were turned on uncontrollably, Didi screaming.

The landlord who was surfing the Internet was also disturbed, so he took off his holographic glasses and sat up on the bed.

"Why is the network down again?"

"What nanometer infinitely breaks the network cable."

"See if I don't go to the operator to settle accounts."

She looked around cursingly, and all the electronic instruments in the house showed signs of failure.

"There is also a problem with the intelligent system. Every day, bad things happen one after another, and it prevents people from living a good life."

As he was talking, he realized that the robot that was helping him live broadcast suddenly turned around and stared at him, the red lights in his eyes flickered as if there was a bad connection.

At the same time, the drone camera and automatic camera that were broadcasting live began to adjust and rotate unconsciously, aiming at themselves.

He filmed his fat, ungraspable old face and messy white hair into the live broadcast, and the barrage that was cursing the Internet connection called him a good guy.

Everyone yelled 'Grandma's bones are so strange' and 'the beauty of the world', and there were some noises yelling for money back...

The landlord used his years of live broadcast instinct to pull out the wrinkled old face into a flattering expression, and subconsciously explained to the audience: This accident is a surprise event specially arranged with everyone, and he wants to add a touch of vitality to this boring life...

Before he could speak, the constantly flashing screen turned into a waterfall of data flowing.

The next moment, the screen on the display screen turned into a scene of the future city. Among the high-rise buildings full of sci-fi feeling, an iron apple with rivets and splicing marks on its body quickly shuttled and fled.

You can also vaguely see a white long-haired figure, like a wronged soul, constantly reappearing in the electronic screens and mirror reflections of high-rise buildings. From the trajectory, it can be seen that it seems to be chasing.

In the final scene, when the dilapidated iron apple passed by a smooth mirror-like building, a pale hand suddenly stretched out from the mirror and grabbed it...

at the same time.

3rd Floor, Room 301.

A burly man opened his eyes.

Zhang Baoren just woke up from another meditation program, and subconsciously sighed, "Cultivation is difficult, as difficult as climbing to the sky. I am not afraid of the wisdom of heaven and wisdom. I will work hard and seek up and down..."

Then the soul naturally sympathized with the world with the support of the electronic brain, and instantly felt that something was wrong.

"Bah!"

"Which monsters and ghosts dare to come here to play wild, they really want to die... Taishang Zhiqiang Laojun is as anxious as the law!"

His face turned cold, and he pinched Dao Jue with his hands.

In the screen on the display screen, the white female ghost just grabbed the apple in her hand, and then saw the nine heavens, suddenly the wind and clouds converged, and the billowing clouds seemed to reflect the wrath of the heavens and the earth, and the thunder collided and roared. Dance wildly like a dragon and a snake.

Looking up, I saw that the sky thunder pierced the darkness like a sharp sword, and slashed straight down.

The whole mansion, the whole world was torn apart.

In a shattered mirror, the white figure visibly panicked, jumping and running away.

At the same time, the background of the picture on the screen also began to change continuously with the flashing.

For a while, it is Yuyu Qionglou, the magical land of the fairy family, and the ghost hidden in the fairy dressing mirror.

For a while, there is a sea of ​​flowers on the other shore, winding yellow springs, a realm of death and silence in the underworld, and a drop of reincarnation reflected in dewdrops.

For a while, there are turbid affairs in the world of mortals, entanglements of grievances and resentments, rolling in the world, and the girl in lovelorn looks back.

After a while, there are boundless galaxies again, with the space starship as the background, the World Honored One wearing an exoskeleton, and preaching on Lingshan: There are five immortals in this world, heaven, earth, people, gods, and ghosts, all of which are supreme artificial intelligence...

When the word comes to 'ghost', there is a divine light in his eyes.

And when Taishang ignited the fusion reactor, infinite energy burst out, merged into the federal power grid, and when he practiced the elixir of longevity for human beings, the sneaky shadow reflected by the lights of thousands of families...

It is simply the flow of chaotic data, which makes people unable to analyze and understand.

It can be clearly seen that the white figure tried everything to escape, but there was no way to go to the sky, no way to go to the ground, and nowhere to escape.

That thunder light, that data, stuck behind him like a shadow, getting tighter and closer, and finally turned into a big hand of an ordinary man who looked lifelike and had clear palm prints, grabbing it In his hand, he dragged out of the screen vigorously.

Then the screen returned to normal.

...

In the room on the 3rd floor.

Zhang Baoren looked at this artificial intelligence program that suddenly attacked but was caught by him.

Judging from the holographic projection image, this is a female figure in a plain white dress, whose body flickers on and off as if it will float away and disappear at any time.

It can be vaguely seen that it has the exquisite appearance and dress under the standard aesthetics, but somehow it gives people a strange and weird feeling.

It's like the third-rate mortician who forcibly wants to draw the dead as normal, but instead highlights the unnaturalness.

In the analysis on a more essential level, Zhang Baoren can clearly feel that this section of artificial intelligence has a more mysterious and complex essence than a mouthful, and it is somewhat similar to a monk, but it is specious.

"As expected, it must be a ghost."

Because during this period of time he has gained a deeper understanding of various aspects of monks, Zhang Baoren has some guesses about this artificial intelligence.

The so-called death is for ghosts.

Human beings, or human souls, can be said to be the root of everything related to spiritual practice.

The monk itself is the result of human beings transforming the soul and the light of the heart through spiritual transformation technology.

Theoretically everyone can become a monk and has the potential to become a monk.

Because everyone has the same essential 'soul'.

So even if a monk has an absolutely powerful essence in the data world, it is amazing to face the data displayed by humans projecting consciousness into Da Luotian through the Da Luotian helmet.

This is also the reason for the birth of Reiki and its special effects.

However, it is precisely because the soul is so precious and wonderful that it is naturally coveted by some people, and some people think of whether it can be used.

Ordinary people are just projections in the online world. At the same time, they have the Daluotian helmet as a firewall protection mechanism and anti-addiction time. Even monks cannot exert any forceful influence on them.

But if you use a brain-computer interface, you can bypass it.

In this way, artificial womb devices such as nutrition cabins and game cabins can maintain a person's vitality for a long time.

It is completely possible to physically paralyze a person first, then put them in the nutrition warehouse to maintain their vitality, plug in the brain-computer interface, and keep the projection of 'her' consciousness in the online world, turning it into a plaything of oneself...

(End of this chapter)