Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 115 Base Zero
What kind of experience would it be to have a bloody and bloody woman's treacherous face appearing from the back of her neck?

Fear, fear!

No, although David is a cyborg, most of his emotions are just relying on neurons to simulate human emotions.

He is the perfect fusion of all scientific and technological achievements of the engineer family:
The alloy skeleton enables it to withstand up to a thousand pounds of pressure,

The processor composed of 1012 artificial neurons enables David to have a computing power of 200 petaflops per second,
The almost terrifying ability to store memory also makes David a walking knowledge base.

David's computing power enables him to detect, process, and respond to human words and deeds in the first place,
In other words, he is no longer a robot that can only passively complete mechanical instructions in the past, but can actively respond to human emotions.

David can accurately capture changes in human tone, behavior and even micro-expressions, and give the best feedback after processing and analysis.

But simulation is simulation after all, he doesn't understand what fear is.

In the face of unexpected situations, the neuron integrated circuit directed David, a biochemical body, to make the fastest response.

Turning around suddenly, David swung his right elbow and slammed it behind him. At the same time, he held a small device similar to an electric shock device in his left hand and shocked him behind him.

The electric shock device, like a miniature flashlight, suddenly shot out an arc-shaped electric light more than two meters long.

In the crackling lightning, the red-white lightning left a burnt smell in this cabin.

David turned around, and there was no one behind him, only a bloody skeleton not far away.

woohoo...

The cold wind was blowing on the back of his neck, as if something was blowing cold air near his ears.

"laugh!"

It was as if a piece of icy human skin was clinging to him, and the icy touch on the skin made the neurons in David's body run rapidly.

His huge memory bank instantly searched for situations similar to this in thousands of years of human history.

Although he is in this spaceship and wakes up every hundred years, it does not mean that David is isolated from the world.

The gap between waking up every hundred years is the time when he understands the development of human beings

For the brain on the spacecraft, most of the networks on Earth are basically undefended.

Compared with the open Internet ocean of human beings, David is like an insatiable sponge, absorbing and storing these human knowledge.

In just a few breaths, David's knowledge base immediately searched hundreds of thousands of information about this weird situation...

sly!
From ancient Greek mummies, to European and American wraiths, oriental zombies, earth-bound spirits...

In an instant, David made what he thought was the most correct judgment based on the information searched in the memory bank.

laugh!
Turning the electric shock device in his hand upside down, David shocked himself severely.

Hundreds of thousands of volts of high voltage instantly penetrated his bionic body, and a burnt smell accompanied by white smoke billowed up.

It worked!
The electric current burned nearly half of the neurons on his body, but David's almost scorched artificial bionic skin could feel the icy chill go away instantly when the electric current passed through his body.

David turned his head stiffly, dragged his almost scorched body, and stared straight at the bloody figure floating in front of him.

The blood shadow shuttled back and forth in the cabin, and after flying around David erratically a few times, it landed lightly in front of his eyes, turning into a beautiful woman in a European-style court dress.

A black court dress, with a sapphire brooch on the chest, and a black scarf hanging down under the top hat, revealing half of a fair and charming delicate face.

"Intelligent brain, turn on..."

David opened his mouth, just about to order the spaceship brain to activate the energy defense system...

With a wave of Amelia's hand, a blood shadow separated from her body and rushed towards David.

laugh!The blood shadow pounced and passed through his body. David felt the bionic body fluid in his body drained instantly.

Without the support of these bodily fluids, the body that had been severely injured by the electric shock shrank completely, and countless nerve components collapsed one by one.

"Uh uh..."

The damage to the original sound made David's voice calling the brain into a blind tone.

"Bah bah bah..."

The blood shadow drifted past and merged into Amelia's body. Amelia frowned, as if she had eaten something unclean. With a wave of her hand, a ball of dirty blood was thrown onto the wall by her.

"What? Not to your liking?"

A voice came from the cabin door, and David barely raised his almost scorched head, looking at Tang Song who appeared in this cabin at some time.

"Master, this guy is not human. I don't know what it is in his body. There is no blood at all! It's so unpalatable!"

Amelia didn't lift her shoulders, her feet didn't move, a smear of blood lighted up under her feet, her figure floated in front of Tang Song, and she tugged on Tang Song's cuff coquettishly.

Tang Song leaned on a cane in his right hand and smoked a cigar in his left hand, letting Amelia hold his arm.

He looked at the drop-shaped gene modulation cabin that was still running in the cabin.

"It seems that our Mr. Wieland is not in a good condition!"

Boss Tang didn't really care about the state of Charles Wieland, he just glanced at the genetic modulation cabin,
Da da da!
Coming to David with a cane, Tang Song looked down at the bionic artificial man.

The voltage shock and the bionic liquid swallowed up by Amelia with the blood shadow all over his body, David's body shrank severely at this time, and his height, which was close to 1.9 meters, now looks no more than 1.7 meters.

The bones of the whole body are protruding, and the skinny appearance looks more similar to the old Charles Wieland.

"Ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho ho...!"

David looked at Tang Song who was standing in front of him, and his mouth was ho-ho...

However, his vocal system was damaged and he couldn't speak at all!
"Ok?"

Tang Song glanced at Amelia, and Amelia waved at David obediently, and a smear of blood sank into his neck.

Moisturized by the blood, David's hoarse voice instantly recovered.

"Mr. Tang, your friend is fine, and the genetic modulation cabin is running now!"

"I am useful to you. I have the control authority of the spaceship. I can complete almost all the things you entrusted to me. I can assist your employees in their work and help you manage the company. I can resolutely execute any order!"

The moment he recovered his voice, a series of words spewed out from David's mouth.

"Are you afraid of death?!"

Tang Song smoked a cigar, and did not express his opinion on David's words of allegiance, but was a little curious about David's mentality.

If a biochemical and bionic person knows that he is afraid of death, he will break free from the barriers of tools...

Tools are not afraid of death, people are!
"Afraid of death! Maybe! I just don't want to leave this world. My memory bank records horrible things about the world after death. I'm not afraid of death, but I'm not reconciled...

My creator, my father, his dream is to create Dickon, and I want to live to fulfill his dream! "

David's voice was full of thoughts about life. He raised his head and looked at Tang Song with prayers in his eyes.

Deacon, a god believed by the engineers, is a creature similar to an alien.

In the engineer's religion, this kind of alien can create new intelligent life. This similar alien, the engineer is called Deacon.

A long time ago, Deacon's high-intelligence life gradually decreased or became extinct.
Many, many years later, the engineer family has the problem of not being able to reproduce.

In the engineer's religious belief, Dickon's flesh and blood can combine with the engineer to create new life, so the ancestors of the engineer began to try to create their own god, that is, Dickon.

Because by creating Deacon, you can get their flesh and blood, and then use Deacon's flesh and blood to combine with engineers to create new life and solve the problem of the reproduction of engineers.

Later, the ancestors of the engineer family believed that they had successfully created "Dickon",
But in fact, what they created was not the real Deacon, but a similar alien that looked like Deacon.

Then the ancestors of the engineer's family cut off what they thought was Dickon's flesh, found the earth, a planet suitable for engineers to live on, and began to conduct experiments.

Of course, not only the earth, but also many, many planets suitable for experiments were used by engineers for experiments tens of thousands of years ago.

Their purpose is only one, to create a real Dickon, so as to solve the problem of racial reproduction.

"Sir, I just want to fulfill my father's last wish, which is related to the survival of a race..."

After telling Tang and Song the whole story, David, who regarded himself as the son of an engineer, had a pitiful tone.

"I am useful to you, not just this spaceship, I have almost the knowledge of the entire world in my memory bank, and you will be my master in the future!

"master
Master..."

Tang and Song smoked a cigar, listening to David addressing himself as master in more than a dozen languages.

"хозяин..." After saying the master in Russian, David uttered an obscure syllable...

"Intelligent brain, turn on..."

Kacha... David hadn't finished speaking the language of the engineer family, and a cane was directly pointed at his heavenly spirit.

The spine, which can bear a thousand pounds, was directly broken, and David's entire head was directly sunken into the chest cavity under the huge force.

"Tricky, damn it!"

Tang Song retracted his cane, and glanced coldly at David's headless body.

"Master! How does he deal with it?"

Amelia held Tang Song's arm, and her eyes under the veil looked at the gene modulation cabin that was still running.

Tang Song looked at the genetic modulation cabin, and stroked the animal head with a cane.

"Since it's an employer, you have to do things from beginning to end! Your boss and my reputation are still valuable!"

Tang Song pinched Amelia's face and teased her.

...............

"Boom!"

The huge muffled sound was like thunder, accompanied by smoke and dust rising into the sky, spreading for more than ten miles.

The three icebreakers boosted their horsepower and sailed far away from this sea area, avoiding the volcanic ash rising into the sky.

On the deck of the scientific research ship, Charles Wieland, who looked like he was only in his 40s, leaned on the railing and looked at the volcanic ash spewing out in the distance with some pity.

If it hadn't been for the sudden volcanic eruption, that alien spaceship would have been enough to make Wieland Industries the world's top industrial group.

"Pity!"

Charles Wieland touched his face, which was decades younger, but fortunately, the gene modulation he dreamed of was finally successful.

Looking at the smooth skin on his hands, Charles Wieland thanked West from the bottom of his heart.

If it wasn't for Wester's insistence on asking Tang to come over to help, let alone gene modulation, maybe his whole body would have been buried in the spaceship.

"After we go back, it's time to hurry up on the recommendation of the Holy Shield Brotherhood!"

What Charles Wieland didn't notice was that in the depths of his eyes, there was an invisible golden light flickering, faintly composed of countless tiny swastika lotus flowers.

These golden lights exude peaceful emotions all the time, affecting Charles Wieland's judgment and subtly changing his perception of someone.

Eventually making him take the shape of someone.

...............

In the hinterland of Antarctica, there are some steel structures on the huge iceberg.

There was waist-thick snow, and several snowmobiles galloped on the ice.

When the snowmobile reached the front of the glacier, the thick and frozen gates lifted up directly, revealing the huge space inside.

Several snowmobiles drove right in.

After parking the car, several riders patted the falling snow on their bodies, and a man in cotton clothes and earmuffs walked over rubbing his hands.

"Hey, Henry, have you figured it out, what's going on with this vibration?"

The bearded man named Henry tore off the anti-falling snow cloak on his body, picked up a dry rag and wiped his car.

In the Antarctic environment, a snowmobile is far more important than a Humvee.

"The same as what the monitoring department monitored, the submarine vibration caused by the underground volcanic eruption, but in terms of distance and vibration intensity, it will not have much impact on the zero target!"

"That's good! If there is a big earthquake and the iceberg that freezes Zero shatters, I don't think we can fly over its big wings!"

The man half-jokingly teased himself: "But even if it thaws out of the freezer, it may not be able to see us. Compared with it, we are too small!"

"The melon seeds are very small, and I didn't see you eat less!" Henry wiped the snow from the tires, and gave the hooded man an angry look.

"Come here and help, I think number zero doesn't mind eating melon seeds to satisfy my hunger after getting out of trouble, and take good care of my baby for me, if something happens, we can run faster!"

"If it weren't for the $20 a year extra to stay, I wouldn't come to this ghost place. The temperature is minus [-] degrees, and the ghost place doesn't even have a place for entertainment. I really miss bars and strippers!"

The man in the hood was wiping the snowmobile with a rag, muttering and complaining.

"Be patient! In two more years, we will be able to change guards and return to the inland!"

Henry looked around for no one, took out a small flat wine jug from his padded jacket, unscrewed the lid, and took two gulps into his mouth.

shashha…

The high-grade wine entered his throat, as if a line of fire was burning, Henry couldn't help but swallowed the cold air.

"By the way! Don't you need to go back to the monitoring department to check the situation?"

"On the way back, I have finished reporting by radio!" Henry enjoyed the warmth brought by the drink, feeling drunk.

In a daze, he seemed to see a figure walking by in front of him, and he seemed to turn his head and smiled at himself.

Um?Henry rubbed his eyes, there was no one in the parking lot in front of him except for a few of his colleagues and dozens of snowmobiles.

This wine is good and has great stamina!
Henry took out the jug, touched it with satisfaction, and secretly took two more sips.

In the heavily guarded base, soldiers in cotton clothes and armed with assault rifles can be seen everywhere.

There are no epaulets, nor any representative logos, but judging from their demeanor and clean steps, these people are at least five-year-old veterans.

The base is built from top to bottom, and the security becomes stricter with each lower floor. The elevator has a special iris scanner and an identification card.

Each elevator entrance is guarded by at least four armed guards with real guns.

Even if the director of the base wants to enter the lowest level, he must go through at least five security checks.

"Di!"

After identifying the irises, fingerprints, and swiping the identification card, Lance, who is over half a century old, finally reached the bottom floor of the base.

The two closed cabins opened slowly, and Lance walked out of the elevator accompanied by two guards.

A shadow like a line followed the three of them imposingly, with hands behind their backs, as if visiting, looking around from time to time...

(End of this chapter)