Resurrection Empire

Latest website: Next to this seemingly unremarkable door is a row of number keys from 0 to 9, in a layout that looks like elevator keys in the 21st century.

The keys are all solid metal buttons.

When you press it, it also has an obvious mechanical structure touch. It is very laborious to press. It is not even possible to rely on the strength of the human arm alone. You have to activate the armor to assist.

Whether it is the door, the alloy wall next to it, or the surface of this bunch of digital buttons, there is a neutron coating, which is almost impossible to destroy by external force.

This thing is a purely mechanical digital combination lock. It is primitive, ancient, simple in structure and simpler in principle.

Also, the combination lock doesn't seem to fit with the wall.

Ren Zhong speculated that this thing should be an alternative to control the door lock that the old popsicles thought of after losing the "net".

Although this solution is simple, it is more stable and reliable.

With the help of another heavy insurance scheme, this seemingly simple digital lock is actually the safest means in the world.

When Ren Zhong fell under the lock a few times before, he thought about whether to come later and make a second hydrogen bomb to blow it up.

But Ren Zhong didn't do this after all, because what he wanted was to control the old popsicle and dig out more secrets from the old popsicle's mouth.

He didn't want to kill Elder Frozen.

The problem of the Origin Star civilization is not just the frozen elders, but the deep-rooted and rotten from beginning to end.

Just beheading doesn't change anything. Instead, it may create more chaos by destroying the top management structure.

Ren Zhong really wants to achieve the best situation, is to find a way to control the old popsicles in his own hands.

In addition, in theory, there are at least two ways for Ren Zhong to directly destroy the white ball. First, make more hydrogen bombs, or even make three-phase bombs to blow up the white ball directly. But it takes too much time and is by no means something that can be achieved in a year. On the source star without the foundation of the nuclear industry, there is only so much deuterium and uranium that Ren Zhongneng can collect in a short period of time. Second, try to seize control of Ying Hao's galaxy-level main gun and bombard it directly. Ren Zhong once pondered the feasibility of this matter, and faced many insurmountable difficulties. First of all, with the weight of the galaxy-level main gun, Li Yang must pay close attention to this, and it is extremely difficult to silently seize control. Even if he succeeded in seizing power, his disguise would definitely be completely exposed, and he would definitely be backstabbed by Ying Hao, who was controlled by Li Yang, along with the entire Ren Group, and Hewitt's all-out strangulation. Although the Ren Group is now the tenth force of Yuanxing, it is still weak and vulnerable compared to the old nine groups. In addition, with the performance of the film shield of the white ball, the galaxy-level main gun still cannot smash the white ball with one shot. Under the circumstance that the white ball has been prepared, it is basically impossible to hit the second shot.

This is also the fundamental reason why Ren Zhong seems to have a shortcut, but in fact he has no choice.

Taking down the old popsicles really opened up the situation.

He knows it's difficult, but the difficulty is often proportional to the benefit, and who knows the result if you don't try it.

Ren Zhong slowly raised his right hand, stretched out his index finger, and then precisely mobilized the armor's energy, precisely controlling the strength of each finger to 55.7 N, and then pressed the first number, "7".

The square button sank down with a click.

Ren Zhong released his hand, and then the button did not rebound immediately, but rebounded at a very slow speed. When Ren Zhong presses the button, the process is a bit like winding a clockwork, and when it is released, the rebound texture of the button is exactly like the state of the lever turning when the clockwork frog jumps.

With the rebound of the button, the internal mechanical structure transmits the mechanical force like a domino, and then amplifies it.

Finally, when the "7" button fully rebounded, it vibrated a little and made a click.

Ren Zhong's actions seem simple, but when he pressed the button for the first time, he pressed the "8" button.

At that time, Ren Zhong didn't know anything about this combination lock, so he could only tentatively try to press one randomly to see what would happen.

What finally happened was that the gate of this absolute defense hall full of neutron coatings was instantly closed, and in just five minutes, it was filled with high-energy plasma with a converted temperature of about several hundred million degrees.

This high-energy plasma is the second layer of insurance that cooperates with the combination lock.

Then, Ren Zhong pressed "7" again and repeated the previous process.

About half an hour later, Ren Zhong pressed a total of 176 numbers.

After the input was completed, there was a rumbling sound on the left and right sides of the door, and a rectangular outline of the door slowly appeared on the neutron-coated alloy wall that was tightly seamed, and it was sunken inward.

Seeing this change, Ren Zhong secretly sighed in relief.

It worked.

Just three words summed up his incomparably long efforts.

There are both his efforts to stand here and his efforts to overcome this lock.

The safest lock in the world has never been an electronic lock, but a purely mechanical structure.

If Ren Zhong wanted to use the blind cat to meet the dead mouse to find the password, there might be a situation where the first attempt was successful, or the 10 to the 176th chance was used up.

Probabilistically speaking, Ren Zhong is most likely to succeed at the number of times 10 to the 176th power divided by 2.

But it was still unbearable for him.

Fortunately, Ren Zhong is not a person who only takes a chance on luck. He has both reasoning ability and strong computing power.

When Ren Zhong realized that he was facing a digital combination lock, he first analyzed the identity of its potential user.

Since it is the password to open the door from the outside, then there must be someone outside who holds this set of numbers.

The significance of this arrangement is that once the freezing equipment of the old popsicles inside fails, at least someone outside can go in and rescue.

Afterwards, Ren Zhong tried to excavate secrets from Ma Xiacheng, Ying Hao, Hewitt and some of the dignitaries in the elders. However, these people who have theoretically climbed to the power structure of the Origin Star civilization do not seem to be qualified to enter the white ball, let alone know any passwords.

Ren Zhong immediately turned his target to the super-professionals who were under the orders of Elder Frozen who he had dealt with for a short time, that is, those humanoid weapons that belonged to the military department of the independent department.

Since then, the daring and daring responsibility has also tried to do it directly, trying to capture a few super-level professionals to type out some information.

After several attempts, he succeeded, but then he immediately gave up on the pointless act.

It's not that he can't dig out the password, but that this thing has two passwords.

One of them is an emergency code used to deal with the situation in which Elder Frozen completely loses his autonomy and is completely unconscious.

There is also a compulsion code used to forcibly open the door when the frozen elder stays awake and locks the door from the inside.

These super-professionals only know the emergency code, not the mandatory code.

Although he could not get the answer directly, Ren Zhong was fortunate enough to get the source of the password from these prisoners of war.

The last barrier in the original white ball was controlled by the omnipotent "net". After the "net" disappeared, the awakened Elder Frozen urgently installed the lock.

The password of this lock is exactly the calculation result of "Net".

In the words of the super-professional, "Net" believes that people's thinking has limitations, and people who write this code will always fall into the limitations of people's thinking, showing hidden objective laws, and then being caught by others. Calculated. No matter how random the person who made the code thinks randomly, it is useless. As long as it is a human, there will be rules. Only when the "net" comes by itself and uses the huge computing power to perform topological operations beyond the theoretical limit can it be infinitely close to the true chaos and randomness. Then, as long as the cracker's computing power is not stronger than the "net", it is impossible to crack it.

This 176-bit password has become an important legacy left by the "net" to the frozen elders.

This is the first time that Ren Zhong has heard "net" as an artificial intelligence "speaking" a view that is not like artificial intelligence.

In a sense, "Net"'s point of view is correct, but it is completely contrary to Ren Zhong's own point of view.

But we can't say who is right and who is wrong. After all, the physical rules of the world in which we live are different.

In the cognition of heavy responsibility, machines will always have rules, and people who do not have rules.

In short, after getting this answer, Ren Zhong immediately shifted his focus to the matter of compressing and developing the computing power of the pseudo-network, and using the information he had collected through trial and error, Hua Yuelan mobilized the "pseudo-network" to make calculations.

After hundreds of calculations, the pseudo-net has now given him the answer.

In the previous timeline, Ren Zhong has also been pressed to the 175th digit.

After the door was sunk in, a crack began to appear in the middle. The crack gradually opened and moved to both sides.

Ren Zhong stepped lightly and walked forward slowly.

He held two primitive and quaint long knives in both hands.

Under the bright light, a dazzling cold light flashed on the blade.

Nine middle-aged people are sitting neatly in the side of this room that is not spacious.

This is the first time that Ren Zhong has met face to face with these nine old guys who firmly control the highest authority in Yuanxing society.

There are too many "myths" and "legends" related to them circulating on Yuanxing.

Everyone who grows on the Origin Star has been instilled with a consciousness from childhood to adulthood.

This awareness does not fall directly on the nine elders, but only on the nine giant corporations that are too large to be defied and irresistible.

In a sense, the nine giant companies themselves are the embodiment of the influence of the nine frozen elders.

If it was a normal Origin Star person, no matter Ying Hao, Ma Xiacheng or Hewitt, when he saw these people, he would lower his head subconsciously.

But it just so happens that Ren Zhong is not from Yuanxing.

So he raised his neck, tilted his head, and stared at the nine old popsicles who had just come out of the cryogenic state.

Without much effort, Ren Zhong recognized Ying Feng, Barton Augustus and the Ma family ancestors based on their facial features.

The two sides watched each other silently, and nearly ten seconds passed by in a blink of an eye.

The nine people sat upright, their expressions solemn and solemn, and their eyes showed the aura of looking at the world, as well as an indescribable confidence.

These nine people, with their facial expressions and subtle body language alone, built a solemn atmosphere, giving people the feeling of believers walking into a hall full of gods.

Unfortunately, Ren Zhong does not eat this set.

He has already seen through the sternness of the old popsicles.

Bang!

Ren Zhong suddenly raised the long knife in his right hand and aimed it forward.

At this moment, Ren Zhong keenly noticed that the pupils of the nine people contracted about an average of 0.01 mm.

See, this is what is called a god.

It is mysterious and powerful when it is above the clouds, and it is inexplicable only for mortals to worship.

But when there were mortals standing in front of them with butcher knives, they instantly shed their former glory, and the halo attached by false history and power on their bodies melted like ice and snow under the scorching sun.

Ren Zhong also came to a conclusion that only those who are really out of the way can become gods.

As long as God begins to covet life and fear death, he will surely fall into the mortal world.

After a moment of silence, Ying Feng was the first to speak, "I know you, your name is Ren Zhong, and you are my heir Ying Hao's confidant. What are you here for? If you have any requests, you can ask us Speak freely."

Obviously, this was Ying Feng's plan to delay his troops.

It sounds a little ridiculous, just like the owner of the house asked the murderer who broke into the bedroom with a knife in the middle of the night, "What are you doing?"

Ren Zhong even wanted to laugh when he heard it.

But he also understands the suffering of the old popsicles at this time.

Who would have thought that just when the strongest bodyguard was out, the white ball like an absolute safe house would be broken?

It's a bit ridiculous to say that these frozen elders have many super-level professionals and control a large number of market beasts, but they are all powerless, and the professional level is about zero.

In addition, this small room is an absolute safe house, and they didn't even prepare a weapon here.

Then, no matter how many kinds of calculations and conspiracies they have, they have to bow their heads obediently in front of the killing knife.

Ren Zhong slowly lifted the mask and said, "You may be seeing me for the first time, and you don't know me. You only know my name, but you don't know who I am. But it doesn't matter, I will let you know soon. You recognize who I am."

The next second, Ren Zhong suddenly moved.

He dodged in front of Barton Augustus and swung his sharp machete.

Ren Zhong did not cut off Patton's head with a single knife, but only cut off his legs together at the knees.

Barton, who was still trying to maintain his composure a moment ago, immediately curled up his legs subconsciously and tried to hug his calf with his hands, but he held it empty. .

The other eight people were shocked by the sudden change and their pupils shrank.

Ren Zhong laughed wildly.

"Look, the **** who rules over hundreds of millions of living beings and kills and destroys hundreds of millions of people at a glance is just such an ugly and desolate appearance. With just your things, you are worthy of controlling the lives of 20 billion people? Why? ?"

Ren Zhong screamed frantically while activating the first aid equipment on the Chifeng Armor.

Two robotic arms quickly stretched out from both sides of his waist.

The tops of the robotic arms each have a steel needle, which precisely pierced the lower part of Barton's thigh and injected the high-efficiency coagulant into it.

Barton Augustus's hemorrhage was stopped, but the pain continued to afflict him, even more violently.

Yes, Ren Zhong has added ingredients to his blood coagulation agent, which can improve his nerve acuity and bring him an increase in pain.

Barton Augustus began to howl mournfully.

There was an indifferent smile on Ren Zhong's face.

At this time, he subconsciously began to recall the past in his mind.

He remembered Sun Miao's description of the **** on earth in the R&D headquarters of Mengdu Group~www.readwn.com~, and also remembered those barren people who were forced to walk on white trucks to become "volunteers", and also remembered that in order to go On the way to this place and working hard, the mournful wailing of those who had to push into **** again and again.

It was these painful experiences that made Ren Zhong almost become a cold-blooded monster.

It is precisely the ambition set up to change the status quo that makes Ren Zhong Yang gradually become an emperor with the same disregard for life.

He almost became an insensitive person.

Fortunately, Ma Xiaoling became his anchor again, pulling him back from **** and preserving his humanity for Ren Zhong.

It is this human nature that makes Ren Zhong, the solitary brave man who travels through time, accumulate monstrous anger.

He didn't have the slightest restraint, only venting his anger frantically.

Because, the more angry, the more Ren Zhong feels that he is still a person.