Abyss Express

This old gentleman who lives in seclusion in the cave of cyberspace is really called Ishimura Chido. An old comrade in arms of Hot Wind.

After receiving Bu Meteor's blow, the old man welcomed him in and sent him to sit at the dining table. Then started chattering.

"I didn't expect you to come back."

The old man put down all the workpieces in his hand, while tidying up the miscellaneous things on the workbench, and he didn't care what Meteor said or thought--introduced himself.

"Young man, my name is Ishimura Chidō. I used to be from Huangshi. Where are you from?"

Meteor said without hesitation: "I am a soldier of the unknown."

"My God!" Mr. Qiantang wiped his hands, took off his glasses and continued to wipe, showing a surprised expression: "What year is this eve?"

Meteor wanted to stand up, but felt that it was inappropriate, so he sat back down again: "Old man, this year is 2032, and I am indeed from Anonymous. I am a person from Hongshi, and my name is Bu Liuxing."

Ishimura Chido then asked, "How did you find me?"

Meteor: "Uh"

[Of course I broke in directly according to the house number. ]

Meteor immediately said, "It was the hot wind that sent me here through the phone booth."

Old Mr. Qiantang sat across from Meteor, held Meteor's right arm in his arms, and looked at it solemnly.

"Young man, your name is Bu Meteor, right?"

Meteor still wondered if this old man Qiantang had a bad memory.

"Yes. I just said that."

Qiantang: "The hot air stays in this arm?"

Meteor: "That's right, I was originally a member of the scientific research team. When I came to the surrounding area of ​​Shiqiu Town, the executioners on night watch attacked us. When I woke up, I had a VENOM in my hand."

Ishimura Chido put down Meteor's arm and went to the back room.

"It's too much effort to speak like this. I'll find him a mouth."

But in just one minute, Meteor and Mr. Qiantang explained the cause and effect clearly, and the two chatted about other trivial matters.

"Mr. Qiantang, were you friends with Hot Wind before?"

"We are comrades in arms, and I am a soldier of the Foehn Rebel Army."

"Rebels? Against whom?"

"Everyone resists. In the past, there were natural disasters and man-made disasters. I went to beat disaster beasts and corrupt officials with Hot Wind. Later, in the era of technological explosion, I joined forces with him to deal with BANKER. Later, in the era of human decline, we fought against artificial intelligence."

"Ishimura Chido. This surname"

"Have you ever heard of the name Shicun?"

Meteor thought for a while, and said the names of the two brothers in Eureka Volcanic City six years ago——

——Two cadres of the Eros Mercy Society, one named Ishimura Takuma and the other named Ishimura Junichiro. This pair of crouching dragon and phoenix chicks devoted themselves to the evil cause of the Mad Butterfly Sect, and they are also unworthy descendants of the Huangshi people.

Shicun Qiantang was quite surprised when he heard these two names. After Meteor finished talking about the cause and effect, Mr. Qiantang pushed open the door of the warehouse and took a look outside.

"We have these two talents in the concubine?"

Meteor asked awkwardly: "Are you familiar with them?"

Mr. Qiantang said without hesitation: "According to seniority, they should call me uncle - it is not wrong to die at the hands of Wu Mingshi, it is a good thing to honor the ancestors."

Meteor asked in surprise: "Good thing?"

Mr. Qiantang held a prosthetic skull and went back to the warehouse to search for other parts.

"Of course it's a good thing! If this passage is mentioned in historical stories in the future, there are two more names in Galahad's textbooks, which can be regarded as a kind of free advertising. You know, now black and red are also considered red, and the Internet It’s the same as the popular self-media—it’s not afraid of being infamous for thousands of years, but it’s afraid that no one cares about it.”

I didn't expect this old man to be quite fashionable.

Meteor smiled awkwardly and decided to change the subject.

"Mr. Qiantang, how did you recognize Hot Wind just now?"

"Because I got punched by you."

"Huh? Because of this?"

"The network security management system of the entire Shinto City was written by [Chang Shi] - no one can overwrite the underlying logic of this code." Ishimura Chido patiently explained: "If our private space does not have a corresponding secret key, Ordinary users cannot access it without the owner's permission."

The old man came out carrying a human head, sat back in front of Meteor, and patiently explained.

"It's like a key and a lock. If the owner doesn't open the door, bad guys can't get in."

"But there is a special case, and that is Hot Wind Boy—"

"——The law enforcement units of the Shinto congregation use a copy of Hot Wind. Both his genes (body composition) and memes (thinking model) are the master keys. He has the authority of law enforcement. Just with a fake Like bandits in police uniform."

[What the fuck are you talking about? I'm a fake cop? ]

Meteor quickly pressed his restless right arm: "Don't be angry, big brother. Don't be angry."

Mr. Chido was taken aback, and immediately started laughing.

"He still has this temper? Hahahahaha! He's so energetic."

Meteor smiled awkwardly: "Yes, he has always been angry."

"When I saw you for the first time." Ishimura Chido sent the bionic prosthetic skull to Meteor's right arm, "I thought some highly skilled hacker came to me."

Meteor pressed his palm on the head, and immediately saw a black mist blending with Yiku's hair, bursting out into patches of electric light.

Mr. Qiantang's eyes were complicated, watching the facial muscles of this head twitch, and he was about to wake up gradually.

He then said to Meteor.

"In [Elysium Space], unless the users signed an additional agreement with each other and made a verbal agreement, they cannot attack each other. This is an insurmountable iron law. But you knocked on my head hard as soon as you entered the door Just a moment—this is the authority only law enforcement officers have."

"That's when I was convinced that you are Hot Wind."

The bionic head took a deep breath, as if resurrected from the cemetery, opened its eyes suddenly, and looked at the two in horror.

At this moment, with the help of Shicun Qiantang, Refeng finally found a cover program in [Elysium Space], found a legal software to attach to, and used this prosthetic skull to come back to life!

Hot Wind scolded: "Damn it! What did you put on me?"

Ishimura Chidou was full of apology: "I'm sorry, I changed my job and have been collecting trash."

Hot wind kept struggling, with a pained expression on his face: "What's in this head? I'm fucking going crazy!"

Ishimura Chido immediately explained: "This is the remains of a private doctor who was doing medical consultation services during his lifetime. There will be some spam."

In Shinto City, people not only have a real body, but also a data body in cyberspace, which allows artificial intelligence and living humans to switch social identities.

Today, Shicun Qiantang's job is to pick up trash.

There are so many skeletons piled up in the stone ping of the crypt outside the house, all of which are software facilities that people have discarded. They are waste products that have been replaced by different modules, different formulas, and different occupations.

The head prepared for Hot Wind used to be a doctor's electronic brain, and some data remained in it, including short-term memory and long-term memory, and the neural activity of the hippocampus and cerebral cortex. These things will affect Hot Wind's behavior and change Hot Wind's character .

But this is not permanent, it just creates some communication barriers temporarily.

"Change my voice!" Hot Wind yelled, "I can't take it anymore! This guy is full of advertisements! I..."

"Sorry, I don't have that much money, Boss Hot Wind." Shimura Qiantang said with a smile: "I want to find you a skeleton with a 100% synchronization rate? I have to attack the police and chop off the head of the law enforcement officer of Shinto City and give it to you. After all, these skeleton modules are perfect replicas of you—if I have the ability, why don't I make a whole set for you?"

Hot Wind: "Okay."

Meteor looked at the head rolling on the table in amazement. After a while, several pipes with excellent toughness protruded from the neck. These pipes became legs. The hot wind just manipulated the head to crawl and observe the world.

When the hot wind turned around and saw the meteor.

"Fuck! So you look like this?!"

Bu Liuxing asked in amazement; "So you don't know what I look like?"

Hot Wind replied angrily: "When I was scurrying around on you, I could only see your memories from the brain area. Don't you know that homo sapiens can never see their own appearance clearly?"

Meteor: "Is there another saying?"

Hot wind explained: "Whether it's the front camera or the mirror, people will always see the mirror image - you are not a big star on TV every day, this is the first time I see you from this perspective."

Meteor doesn't know what to say

The atmosphere became a little awkward——

——But Ishimura Chidou soon broke the embarrassment.

"Time is up."

Hot Wind: "What time is it?"

Meteor: "Is it time?"

The voice has not yet fallen——

——The software part of Hot Wind Boy's parasitism, that is, the prosthetic skull, began to broadcast automatically.

As if the hot wind was out of control, he started talking nonsense.

"Doctor, is there any way to burn fat quickly without exercising or controlling diet?"

"Yes! Don't worry! My client! I'll arrange for your cremation right away! Call the Ginza Town First Medical Center to order funeral services and get a discount! Action is worse than action"

After saying this, the scene fell into a deathly silence.

Meteor's atmosphere didn't dare to take a breath, judging from the dull pain in his right arm——

—Hot Wind seemed very angry.

Hot Wind: "Qiantang?"

Ishimura Chido explained solemnly: "This is a medical accident. The doctor used the hosting service, and then the diagnosis and treatment plan he wrote for the obese patient was cremated on the spot. Medical software thinking models are very expensive-if it does not Something wrong, how did it fall into my hands, it makes sense if you think about it that way, doesn’t it?”

Hot Wind: "Fuck!"

Ishimura Chido explained: "Every eight minutes, this software will automatically broadcast a piece of junk information. This brain can't be repaired. My job is to extract useful information from these polluted data and turn waste into treasure. .”

Hot Wind: "So every eight minutes, I have to say a piece of stupid nonsense?"

Ishimura Chido: "We used to watch a TV commercial every 20 minutes, which is normal."

Hot Wind said impatiently: "Okay! Let's talk about business!"

The three gathered in front of the small table and began to discuss major plans.

Hot Wind first approached Bu Meteor with great interest.

"I have a plan! A brilliant idea! The political platform is to destroy the gods of Shinto City, and rot this fucking city."

Ishimura Chido nodded: "What's the benefit?"

Bu Liuxing followed suit and nodded: "I have to find my Ah Hei and Brother Pingan. Their lives and deaths are uncertain now. Brother Hei is the child of a sacred beast. It must be in the electronic museum."

Even if there is only one head left in Hot Wind, he is still a decent leader: "This stunned young man and I are responsible for breaking the door violently, you have to find a way to get us a set of modules - let this kid and the people from Shendao City The law enforcement team wrestled with each other, and when it was done, everyone got what they needed, and they got what they wanted."

Ishimura Chido hesitated to speak, the old man raised and lowered his hand, and finally licked his lips with a tense expression.

"Do you know what you're talking about, Boss Hot Wind?"

Hot Wind: "I'll give you time to think about it—if we don't have one heart, this matter can't be done."

Meteor looked at Qiantang, the idea that Hot Wind proposed just now seemed to have stumped the dying old man.

"Mr. Qiantang, do you have any secrets?"

Ishimura Chido thought for a long time, and finally pulled out a scroll screen from the VENOM center of his right arm.

"Look, this is me now."

On the screen is a sanatorium in Shinto City. A skinny little old man curled up in the hibernation cabin, relying on various life support devices to continue his life, his vital signs were already very weak.

"I'm dying, Boss Hot Wind, I'm almost ninety-nine years old."

Hot Wind asked in surprise: "Have you not accepted the transformation of the skeleton? Your physical body."

The virtual image of Shicun Qiantang changed rapidly, from an old man in his sixties or seventies to a vigorous young man in his twenties.

In just a few seconds, he went from childhood to adulthood, and back to old age.

"In [Elysium], I can live forever, and I can experience different stages of life through various neural signals, whether young or old."

Immediately afterwards, Ishimura Chido opened the VENOM mechanism and cut a pattern.

"I can also become a woman and experience other people's modules."

In an instant, Mr. Qiantang turned into Miss Qiantang, his shriveled skin became shiny, and his body shape also changed drastically, eventually transforming into a black-haired girl with bulging front and back curling and flaming red lips.

Hot Wind: "Fuck! I didn't know you had this hobby!"

Meteor: "Good guy!"

Ishimura Chidō has returned to its original appearance.

"All in all, I don't intend to change the body in reality - there are tens of thousands of trumpets that can be changed online. I can't forget who I am, boss"

Hot Wind stopped talking.

Meteor immediately asked: "If the hot wind wants to destroy Shendao City."

"I will die." Ishimura Chidō said: "It's not that I'm afraid of death, Boss Hot Wind, all the physical bodies of the Foehn rebels have not received the transformation of artificial bones - except for the VENOM agency, we are all 100% Homo sapiens .”

Hot Wind: "Are you ready?"

Ishimura Chido answered irrelevant questions and began to ramble.

"It's great to hear your voice again."

"If you are not in a hurry, do you have time to listen to the stories that happened in these years?"

The hot wind came to Meteor without any delay, faced Ishimura Chido, relaxed the hose and wires on his head, and just sat on the table all at once with a serious expression.

Ishimura Chido collected his emotions and spoke slowly.

"What can slay a mighty band of warriors? What can cause the most determined to submit to a painful death sentence?"

"The answer is time."

"Boss Hot Wind, when the fifty-one pillars were completed, we also tamed the Huasheng Beast, and the cyberspace of the entire Shendao City was built. It seems that everything is developing in a good direction."

"A comrade-in-arms is crazy. Since he came to this virtual space, he has been watching the video of the 1977.1.4 Red Iron Disaster Day."

"Digitalized memory has both good and bad. The good thing is that it can make people remember something forever, and the bad thing is that it can make people remember something forever."

"We can't forget the trauma we have suffered before, especially the comrades in arms of the Foehn Rebels. Their strength comes from their desire to protect, their sense of justice, and their scars."

"This comrade-in-arms began to search for various disaster-related memories in the big bank of Kurome Thousand Hands, and used those modules to make him a witness of the disaster himself, allowing him to re-experience the experiences of those who suffered."

"Later he went crazy, and his personality split into more than 400 copies—he fell into the volcano at the same time, and became the daughter buried in the rubble of the earthquake disaster, and also grabbed her daughter's hand outside the prefabricated board, waiting bitterly The father who rescued him. He is not only the teacher who props up the classroom floor, but also the child who hides under the desk."

"He's anybody, he disappears into the data, he's nothing."

"This is the first cyberpsychopath in the Foehn Rebel Army, because of his strong compassion and love, he turned into a handful of ashes."

"Boss Hot Wind, after your DNA blueprint became a typical person, we fighters became even more confused and helpless—on the days when we didn't need to fight, we trained in the VR space and fought against imaginary enemies again and again."

"This imaginary enemy is you, and the Shinto believe that you are the best partner for training."

"Our personality has also begun to gradually split. We can meet you on the real street, but you in the virtual space are still enforcing the law impartially. People who are closer to you will not recognize you. We don't know who you are—you don't want to If you become a god like the Shinto people, you will be regarded as evil spirits by the Shinto people immediately, we will fight against evil spirits like you and learn how to subdue evil spirits."

"Especially your wife"

Hot Wind said impatiently: "Can you skip this topic?"

Ishimura Chido was disobedient, but still pronounced the name.

"Peach"

Hot Wind's nominal partner, whose full name is Shi Yuan Tao, was once a member of the Foehn Rebel Army, and accompanied the entire battle group and Shinto City through six different eras.

From the earliest era of pioneering, the age of war against the Mad Butterfly Sacred Cult, the era of scientific research development, the era of nuclear fission power stations and the rise of artificial intelligence, the era of bandits who slaughtered BANKER, and finally the modern era where Meteor lives.

After the technology of [Elysium] is perfected, almost all normal Homo sapiens have moved into the virtual home. The real world only needs to use electrolytes and VENOM to maintain energy balance, and people use AI hosting to carry out production activities and maintain the basic operation of society. , Entertainment and culture are replaced by neural signals, no substantial interactive activities are required, [Elysium] can simulate any neural signals, and false experiences can become real.

"Because you are a [typical person], your wife can't recognize you in the real world, and she still fights with you in the virtual space. Her depersonalization symptoms are the most obvious. The longer she stays in [Elysium Space], Her mental state is also getting worse." Shimura Qiantang didn't care about the leader's face, his tone was cold, and he tore off the last layer of window paper - the hot wind at this moment was just a ghost, and he was no longer the leader Qiantang was familiar with .

"Like other brothers with split personalities, A Tao died, but people like her. After all, she is your hot woman, and she is an idol admired by countless people. So in [Elysium Space], she lived again. Come here."

"Her Riemann mental model started out as the solemn "First Lady", and then derived various variants. She has many, many copies. People use her as a voice assistant, use her as an advertising spokesperson, and let her wear All kinds of clothes. Produce merchandise related to her."

"Your personality also began to split because of this incident. In just a few short years, these ghosts defeated you, and you also lived in [Elysium Space], living with Xiaotao—when you go out, Seeing this big star in and out of various places, with countless fake bodies at the same time, eventually you also go crazy."

Hot Wind: "I know I'm a dead man, but this matter has nothing to do with our plan."

Ishimura Chido nodded, and looked at Meteor again.

"I'm just standing in the perspective of Homo sapiens, explaining the ins and outs of the matter to this young man-before he gets involved in this matter, he has the right to know."

"As you said, your wife is now the subway, and the passenger flow soars every holiday, and people can't refuse this [First Lady]. The moment she becomes a commodity, the entire economy of Shinto City is revitalized .”

"People are frantically buying all the modules related to her, and then driving the modules of many soldiers of the entire Foehn Rebel Army. People are experiencing our whole life, even if the expenses are huge and we are in debt."

"And you, Hot Wind, if you hadn't become a typical person and was treated as an imaginary enemy by the security system of Shinto City—you would also be commercialized and become a pastime in [Elysium]."

"I clean up the trash here, and I can see the remnants of the memories left in the corpses. They slept with all kinds of celebrities, talked about history with celebrities from different eras in the past hundred years, and talked about the stories of all walks of life. Knowledge, if you have not become a law enforcement officer or an imaginary enemy, there must be many people coveting your ass."

“The exchange and communication in [Elysium] has brought unbelievable productivity, but also a terrifying torrent of information. It seems that all morality and etiquette have been shattered.”

"I was eating second-hand crap last week and almost became cyber-psychotic, and that bitch was messing around with three Super Bowl players when I was pulling data from a prosthetic skeleton - this prosthetic skeleton will That kind of activity is called the playoffs."

"At that time, this sub-information flow almost pierced my nerves and ruined my thinking model. Like other horror-hunting experiences, and cutting out my own thigh meat with a butterfly knife, let relatives and friends taste it together—— —I won’t go into details about these things that make the SAN value plummet, all in all, it’s very chaotic.”

"I support you and I hope you end this era."

Meteor was still a baby, and just listening to him from the sidelines made his madness index start to rise.

He couldn't imagine what Hot Wind and Qiantang had experienced. When their comrades in arms gradually showed symptoms of split personality, they probably couldn't do anything about it.

If there were no Shinto followers, the people of Shinto City would not be able to live today. Without the management of artificial intelligence, this city would still be surrounded by tigers and wolves, and BANKER was rampant.

Scientific research and technology have liberated people, [Elysium] and various modules have made people's communication efficiency soar, and "personal experience" and "technology sharing" time after time can make the wild and primitive society burst into wisdom quickly Light.

But when people enter the [Elysium], their desires and humanity are gradually declining.

Many ghosts of what was once a heroic age have become the pastime of today. It is used to stimulate consumption and become an indispensable commodity in the economic cycle.

Hot Wind: "Are you finished?"

Ishimura Chido: "If my memory has not gone wrong and has not been tampered with, it should be these things-I have nothing to say."

The hot air opened immediately.

"So."

"Doctor! I am a professional fighter pilot! Is there any way for me to withstand the acceleration of gravity above 25G? Implantation of prosthetic bones or genetic modification? I can accept it! As long as I am not eliminated by this society! After all, my salary It's too high! I have to renew the fee for Ms. Ishihara Momo!"

"Hello, I suggest you retire on the spot and find a class. Selling your organs now has some scientific value. If you are selected as a typical person and your genes can be included in the electronic museum, it will be a huge sum of money." wealth!"

"Why?! I want to be a whole person!"

"Because electronic computers, as the AI ​​pilots of fighter jets, are much stronger than Homo sapiens, fighter jets do not need to design cockpits, and electronic equipment does not need to consider G force-the evolution speed of any artificial skeleton cannot keep up with the self-evolution of artificial intelligence .and a little more."

"As a doctor, I sincerely warn you that the era of war is over, you should use less strange modules, our Shendao City has no apron, no airport and air finger center, no air force - you are a Unemployed, your Ishihara Momo mental model companion service expired last month."

After saying these words, Hot Wind returned to normal. After waiting for eight minutes, he will turn on the advertising mode again and relay the spam.

"Fuck! My soul is dirty!"

Ishimura Chido shrugged indifferently.

Hot Wind bluffed and cursed.

"Fuck you. I need to find a set of mods for this kid. Now I doubt your ability. How do you pick things up in the trash?"

Ishimura Chido stood up and walked out the door.

"Then you have to wait for a while. I'll go outside to take care of it. Maybe there are good things related to combat skills in these software skeletons."

Hot Wind turned around and scolded Meteor.

"Boy! Touch me!"

Meteor: "Huh?"

Hot Wind yelled loudly.

"Touch my head! Let me return to you from this soft prosthesis! I can't stand this kind of mental torture!"