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Chapter 223 Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Three
Chapter Two Hundred and Twenty Three
November 20XX.
The winter of this year came extremely early, and the temperature dropped below zero without warning, which caught everyone off guard.
What swept the entire country together with the cold winter were the political scandals that were suddenly exposed-they spread across the entire network at a viral speed. All those in power who tried to pressure the scandal would see themselves the next day. The name made the headlines with countless dark power and money transactions.
"The new energy project laboratory has another inside story, and the military is suspected of manufacturing weapons of mass destruction."
"The large-scale surveillance plan was exposed, and the people's right to privacy on the Internet has disappeared."
"5031 top-secret documents have flowed out, and hundreds of billions of capital flows are unknown?"
"In the past ten years, missing persons have been reported, and the hidden government department is suspected to be responsible for this.
...
All the media are waiting for it, exhausted, search engines and related websites have crashed several times, and the relevant crisis departments have almost been overwhelmed. It is clarified that the speed of the release of copywriting cannot even catch up with the new round of bombardment-those leaked inside stories are So dense, secretive, and terrifying, this invisible political earthquake quickly hit the entire country A along with the sharp drop in temperature.
No one knows who is behind the scenes.
Every file that flows out anonymously ends up hiding a simple and abstract icon, which looks like a smiling teddy bear.
Until a related practitioner recognized a familiar line of almost iconic code in this icon-explosive news almost occupied the headlines of all media:
"Famous international terrorists, hacker ONE has returned to the arena after eleven years after disappearing?"
"Who is the mysterious person behind a series of military and political scandals? The mysterious hacker is said to be responsible for it?"
Suddenly, all true or false, exaggerated or secretive speculations flooded all social media, and various legends that had long been forgotten in the depths of the Internet were once again unearthed, causing an uproar in the international arena.
·
Jiang Yuan Bai lowered his eyes, sliding his fingers slowly on the screen, and countless sensational news headlines hurriedly flowed under his fingers.
The driver's respectful voice came from ahead: "Sir, you are here."
He raised his head when he heard the words, put the phone back in his pocket, the vehicle under him slowly and steadily drove into the driveway, and the people who had been waiting outside rushed forward and opened the door.
Jiang Yuan Bai bent down and stepped out of the car door, and the person beside him dexterously opened the umbrella and blocked it over his head, blocking the small snowflakes that were slowly falling in the air.
He waved his hand in a soft voice: "No need."
The umbrella was taken down.
Jiang Yuan Bai raised his head and stared at the iron-gray gloomy sky. The tiny pieces of ice fell on the tip of his nose, instantly melted by the warm skin, leaving only a little cold water stain. He raised his hand to the collar of his windbreaker Stand up, resist the more violent cold wind, and then speed up and walk forward.
The cold wind engulfed with snowflakes passed silently, and the world was barren and lonely.
He stood at the door, almost hopelessly, raised his hand and rang the doorbell.
However, to his surprise, he was hardly given any time to wait, and the door opened slowly, as if the people inside had expected him to come.
Jiang Yuan Bai quickly reduced the emotions on his face, and then walked into the house with the cold air all over.
The warm and dry air in the room melted the thin layer of snowflakes accumulated on Jiang Yuan’s white coat-when he sat on the almost endless elevator to reach the laboratory thousands of meters below the ground, beige Only a shallow damp water stain remained on her coat, which disappeared without a trace with a gentle dusting of her palm.
He walked deep down the long corridor, the hard soles knocked on the ground with a clear and even sound, and he stretched out his hand to push the door at the end.
The pale light shone from overhead, illuminating the entire empty and cold metal hall. Unknown machines and instruments buzzed, and the dark surface was shining with small lights of different colors. The master of the laboratory There is a self-contained ecological environment in the hall, which makes Jiang Yuan Bai unconsciously relax his steps.
This place has changed too much from when he first came a few months ago. He could only follow the route in his memory and slowly walk towards the depths of the laboratory. Finally, in the huge, almost occupied In front of a screen full of a whole wall, Jiang Yuan Bai found the figure he had been searching for.
Thin, tall, with a straight back, you can still see the sharp curvature of the shoulder blades even through the thick sweater.
As if he heard his own footsteps, the man not far away turned around when he heard the sound. The pitch-black eyes behind the thin lenses were still sharp. His gaze swept over Jiang Yuanbai's body carelessly, and then looked again. I saw the huge screen in front of me, the voice was faint, and I couldn't hear any emotional fluctuations:
"It's snowing outside?"
"Yes." Jiang Yuan Bai subconsciously patted the dry clothes on his shoulders, then stretched out his hand to pull a chair next to him and sit down, his eyes fell on Mo Yi's back-these are his few It was the first time I saw Mo Yi’s face since Yue. He was much thinner than Jiang Yuan Bai’s memory. This made the lines and contours of his face look quite aggressive, and almost made him lose his question. Courage.
He concealed a low cough, and then asked pretentiously:
"...How long have you been out since?"
The sound of typing on the keyboard did not stop, and the other party replied without thinking: "Not long."
——Mo Yi never went out since he came last time.
They knew each other well.
Jiang Yuan opened his mouth in vain, and in the end he forcibly swallowed the words he was about to rush out, and only sighed with a sigh.
He turned his gaze away, and changed the subject eagerly: "Speaking of which, you have turned the world upside down recently."
Mo Yi kept tapping the keyboard, and replied absent-mindedly, "Isn't this great? Justice has been done, hasn't it?"
Jiang Yuan Bai frowned anxiously, and said: "But now things are too much trouble, they will definitely do everything they can, even digging three feet to find you out."
Mo Yi didn't turn his head, just sneered lowly, his words were extremely arrogant and absolute confidence in his own strength:
"Then they have to dare to do it."
Jiang Yuan Bai was silent.
It seems that Mo Yi's recent movements are probably deeper and more secretive...even extreme than what appears on the Internet now, or even what he imagined.
The room fell into a dead silence for a while, only the sound of the keyboard reverberating in the empty underground space.
In fact, it didn’t take long for Jiang Yuan Bai to notice something wrong four months ago. First, the piece of paper that informed the next game start time disappeared, and then his face could be photographed by the camera. In the end, what made him sure he guessed was that when it was time to enter the copy, he still remained in the real world.
A mixture of incredible shock, ecstasy, and panic attacked Jiang Yuanbai. In a state of chaos, the only clear thought in his brain was:
……he made it.
...Mo Yi, did it.
Perhaps in his subconscious, Mo Yi is the only existence that can destroy this terrifying behemoth, or in other words, who else is there besides him?
So Jiang Yuan Bai rushed to Mo Yi's villa with his fastest speed, opened the door with his spare key, and then frantically searched for the other person in the room, but found nothing-there is still life in the house. But I didn’t know where I was. Just as Jiang Yuan Bai collapsed on a chair in the study at a loss, his brain frantically fantasized about Mo Yi’s possible destination or... when he encountered it, there was a flat wall in front of him. The noodles suddenly separated.
Then, under Jiang Yuan Bai’s stunned gaze, the iron door behind the wall slowly opened, and Mo Yi, who was pale, walked out. He looked embarrassed, his hands wrapped in thick bandages, and his face was covered with With the half-solidified dark blood stains, he didn't seem to be surprised that Jiang Yuan Bai was here, but calmly nodded at him, then leaned over and asked, "Do you want to come in?"
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Yuan Bai took the elevator to the underground several thousand meters deep with his brain dead, and visited the magnificent fortifications. Then, Mo Yi briefly explained the situation of the incident. After that, Jiang Yuan Bai, who had not fully reacted, was politely asked to leave the villa.
Then, in the next few months, Jiang Yuan Bai never saw Mo Yi's face again. Every time he came, he ended up shutting the door.
It was also during this period of time that countless high-precision equipment, from the subsidiaries of Jiang’s Enterprise and several top high-tech companies overseas, was continuously transported into the villa through the newly built passages-but Jiang Yuan Bai knew This is only part of what Mo Yi is willing to let him discover. In places he can’t see, Mo Yi may have done more. The income of related business projects of his companies has increased by nearly 10%, and in the international situation Without major changes, such a large amount of money flow may not have much to do with this mysterious hacker hiding in his basement.
Mo Yi finally stopped what he was doing, and the room fell into suffocating silence for a while, only the buzzing of the ventilation fan filled the huge space like white noise.
He turned the chair to face Jiang Yuanbai, put his fingers on his knees, and stared at him for a while, and asked:
"I know you have a lot of questions you want to ask, this time I will try to answer you within my abilities."
Mo Yi said so bluntly that Jiang Yuan Bai was a little at a loss for a while. He still remembers how he was at a loss after Mo Yi explained it-the kind of as if the world has become strange, the brain There is only an incredible voice asking over and over again and again: Impossible, right? Are you kidding? What virus, what time and space jump? What kind of artificial intelligence is out of control and feeds on humans... This kind of weird sense of dislocation caused by things that seem to appear in science fiction or movies makes it difficult for Jiang Yuan Bai to accept Mo Yi's explanation. .
In other words...somewhere in his heart, he was still shrouded in unanswerable questions.
Why is there such a huge underground laboratory in the villa under Jiang Yuan Rou's name, and what is the connection between it and the game itself? Jiang Yuan Rou must tell him to bring Mo Yi here before entering the dungeon for the last time. Is it because of this reason? And...what does this have to do with Jiang Yuan Rou's death?
A mood of almost panic was fermenting in his heart, but before he could vent his doubts and even resentment to Mo Yi, he was mercilessly invited to go out.
Although he often came here from time to time, hoping to see Mo Yi again, he was turned away mercilessly every time.
Even so, Jiang Yuan Bai still has a glimmer of hope in his heart-I hope that what Mo Yi told is only a white lie, and that the truth is contrary to his worst imagination.
It wasn't until three months later that news like landslides and tsunami swept the entire Internet. The hypocritical mask was torn down forcibly, revealing the facts and truths that were hidden by layers. The human beings were covered by dirt and darkness. Jiang Yuan Bai had to face up to this possibility because of the hideous face under the trend of ambition and greed. What Mo Yi told him at the beginning may really be... fact.
So today, Mo Yi is finally willing to meet him.
He finally appeared in front of him alive, instead of the image presented through the cold screen, his voice was clear and real, instead of the distortion and blur of the walkie-talkie passing through the door.
——But Jiang Yuan Bai didn't know what to ask at this moment.
Unknowingly, the dead silence in the room has been maintained for a long time. Mo Yi waited for a long time, only to see Jiang Yuan Bai taking a deep breath, then turning his gaze to avoid it, and asked softly:
"So, is your previous explanation true?"
Mo Yi nodded slowly.
"Then my sister...Jiang Yuanrou, she was pulled into the copy in advance by the game because she discovered this?"
Mo Yi's voice was calm and calm: "I don't know the specific situation, because the information she left has been tampered with, but... you know, in your sister's position, you will definitely understand many outsiders who don't know. Secrets, such as the top-secret plan that has been suspended, so she probably had some vague guesses long ago, but she was inspired by certain opportunities at the time."
Jiang Yuanbai's voice was tight, and he continued to ask calmly: "That..."
He suddenly couldn't speak anymore, as if something swelled instantly, clogging his throat firmly, forcing him to swallow the voice that was about to talk, Jiang Yuan Bai took a deep breath, and his chest felt sore It pierced his heart sharply, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Jiang Yuan Bai didn't realize that this was the first time he really talked about Jiang Yuan Rou after he noticed Jiang Yuan Rou's departure.
At this moment, Mo Yi stood up from the chair, walked slowly to Jiang Yuanbai's side, and slowly pressed his palm on his shoulder.
The unexpected warmth of the palm almost penetrated the thick coat and burned Jiang Yuanbai's shoulder.
Immediately afterwards, there was a little more imperceptible weight on his knees. He lowered his head in some doubt, and saw an old-fashioned dark video tape lying quietly in front of his tightly clenched palm. The surface is covered with light-colored scratches, which looks quite aging.
"This is what she left, I think...she would want you to see it."
The other party's voice was gentle and gentle, as if it had penetrated the layers of armor that Jiang Yuan Bai was wearing in an instant, and cut a huge wound, gurgling black pus and blood flowing outward.
Jiang Yuan Bai slowly loosened his clenched fist, his pale and cold fingers trembling slightly, and gently squeezed the videotape.
The cold and rough surface touch seemed to trigger a hidden switch in his body. His straight back seemed to collapse instantly, as if something finally broke the bank. He slowly curled up in pain and trembling, He put his forehead on his knees, sucked in a hoarse breath, then broke down and cried out in despair.
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Two hours later, Mo Yi sent Jiang Yuan Bai out of the laboratory himself. He opened the door, and the cold air swept into the room with snowflakes, blowing up the big sweater he was wearing.
Mo Yi squinted his eyes, stared deeply at the iron-blue gloomy sky, then turned to look at Jiang Yuanbai:
"Be careful on the road."
Jiang Yuanbai's eyes were swollen, and he avoided Mo Yi's sight a little awkwardly, responded in a low voice, and then turned and stepped into the flying snow.
After taking a few steps, he stopped and turned to look at Mo Yi. Through Xuemu, his light brown eyes were almost identical to those of Jiang Yuanrou——
Jiang Yuan Bai bowed at him, his voice somewhat suppressed: "Actually, I know... things are far more dangerous and difficult than what you told me, and what you have done and experienced is far less than what you have said lightly. It’s so easy-I may not be qualified, but I still want to thank you for all those murdered by the game and all the players who escaped from it-thank you."
After speaking, he gathered up his coat, turned and walked out, swallowing up his back with snow.
Mo Yi closed the door and leaned his arms against the door. The warm temperature and thick sweaters in the room gradually recovered his body temperature. His eyes drooped and his complexion was slightly dark.
He really didn't say everything-at least the details related to Wen Chen had been brought up in one stroke. Jiang Yuan Bai should be vaguely aware of his concealment. After all, the large number of equipment and types that Mo Yi purchased during this period did not deliberately conceal Jiang Yuan Bai, but he respected his wishes and was unwilling to ask more—— The keenness and thoughtfulness of the two siblings seemed to be carved out of the same mold.
Mo Yi closed his eyes and breathed depressedly.
Regarding Jiang Yuanrou, he ultimately chose not to tell Jiang Yuanbai.
Not just because this is what Jiang Yuan Rou hopes to see...
There is another reason—Mo Yi knows that the person he loves the most sacrifices to save himself, the pain it brings is too deep and long-lasting...No one knows better than him. During this period of time, what he did was not only hacking into the military system. In addition, he also cleared all data and information related to ProjectH within the entire Internet, especially the Jiang Yuanruan plan. For all the traces, he even forged the government plan for the abolition of this villa’s underground laboratory, just to make it irrelevant to Jiang Yuan Rou himself-no one else can do this kind of thing more than him. More rigorous.
He opened his eyes and took a deep breath, feeling the power returning to his limbs with the breath.
Mo Yi settled down, stood up straight, and then turned back to the underground laboratory. This time, instead of returning to the computer where he usually worked, he walked straight into the room and put his palms. Arriving on a hidden dark gray area on the wall, immediately after hearing a soft beep, a gap was opened in the indestructible metal wall, and a huge door was slowly opened.
After reading Wen Chen’s memory files, he realized that the size of this laboratory is probably much larger than the area known to him or even Jiang Yuanrou. So after returning to the real world, Mo Yi began to work in the laboratory. Carpet search, and indeed found a wider space, and even other hidden entrances, without going through the villa, the huge experimental equipment can be transported directly underground.
The cold light escaped from the door, and Mo Yi walked into it slowly, closing the heavy metal door behind him.
The space in front of me is much taller and several times wider than the previous laboratory. The inside has been squeezed by countless machines. Countless metal pipes are scattered throughout the room, transporting the nutrient solution needed by bionics from one machine Another machine, and in the center of the network woven by pipes, there is a huge silver-white machine placed upright, with sharp and smooth edges, and the huge whole glass is dark, making it difficult to see the inside. Apparently, only the uniform breathing sound amplified by the machine can be heard, echoing throughout the room.
One volt together.
Mo Yi took a deep breath slowly and felt his heart start to beat wildly.
The reason why he decided to meet Jiang Yuan Bai today is because the layout he carefully planned has finally been implemented completely, and the other is...
His most important work during this period finally made a huge breakthrough.
Mo Yi slowly walked to the screen placed aside, and raised his hand to wake it up.
The above data transmission shows a clear number: 89
He slowly curled his fingers, and subconsciously looked to the side of the screen, only to see the light brown bear fur was washed white, and his dark black eyes looked back at him clearly.
preserve what you love……
Mo Yi muttered slowly in his heart, feeling the tension in his heart eased slightly.
No one can understand the weight of this sentence more clearly than him.
If we talk about recreating an artificial intelligence, even if he starts from the beginning, everything is not the slightest deviation or mistake from the previous steps, the creation will definitely not be Wenchen, but another brand-new independent intelligent body, but... …If Wen Chen’s core data is preserved, everything is completely different. If the human soul exists in the form of electromagnetic waves, then the soul of the artificial intelligence body exists in the form of data, especially after Wen Chen is integrated with the game, it is actually a data stream that is separated from the material level.
And this little bear separated Wen Chen's core data from it and saved it when the game crashed.
Mo Yi walked slowly to the huge instrument and pressed his palm to the cold and hard glass surface, feeling the slow flow of nutrient solution and the change of breathing rhythm.
In a place not visible behind him, when his palm was pressed against the glass, the numbers that had been paused for a long time on the screen suddenly began to jump violently--
90, 91, 92——
The piercing alarm sounded suddenly, and the bright red symbol about to be overloaded bounced on the screen, covering all the icons.
Mo Yi turned around in shock to look at the screen behind him, and ran forward quickly, his fingers leaping rapidly on the keyboard, his brows frowned, trying to prevent the influx of huge data sources.
You know, this amount of data cannot be transmitted in a short period of time even with the current top storage hardware and compression algorithms, but now the speed has increased so much, it is still a trivial matter that the system crashes due to overheating. If...
"boom!"
A loud noise interrupted Mo Yi's thoughts, he turned his head nervously and looked in the direction of the sound——
I saw a spider-web-like broken trace appeared in the center of the dark heavy glass on the tall instrument, and it continued to spread towards the periphery... "Bang"
The second broken trace appeared on the surface of the glass.
It looked as if it had been smashed from the inside out.
Mo Yi was a little shocked-this instrument used aerospace-specific reinforced glass. Although he knew that the strength of the bionic human body was higher than that of ordinary humans, the effect of using his fist to create this... was too amazing.
More cracks appeared on the surface of the glass. Before Mo Yi had time to unlock the instrument, he saw the thick strengthened glass as if finally overwhelmed and shattered.
The viscous dark blue nutrient solution poured out from it, and instantly dyed the entire ground into a blue ocean. The pale and strong palm pressed the edge of the instrument, and the semi-naked male body protruded from the slightly inclined incubation chamber. With exercise, it draws beautiful muscle texture, as if every inch of skin contains a strong explosive power, and the moist and dark hair is tightly attached to the cheek by the liquid, revealing a highly aggressive facial contour.
But his eyes... are strange and dangerous.
Mo Yi turned and looked at the screen that stopped working-the number on it stopped at 98.
It seems that the memory file has not been completely transferred yet...
He pressed his forehead with a headache, and then turned to look at Xiang Wenchen-he was brutally and mercilessly pulling out the tube deeply embedded in his skin. His hand was extremely heavy, but because the needle was preventing The barb fell off and couldn't be removed, Wen Chen frowned, his arm was slightly hard, as if he was about to tear it off with his own flesh.
Mo Yi sighed deeply, but finally couldn't stand it anymore. He took a slow and cautious step, approaching Wen Chen lying in the training apparatus as slowly as possible.
Wen Chen stared at him vigilantly and defensively. The aggressiveness of his body movements made him look like an untamable beast.
Mo Yi raised his empty hands, indicating that there was nothing in his hand that could hurt him, and then slowly squatted down beside the training cabin. He stretched out his hand to hold Wen Chen's naked forearm, and his palm was tight and smooth. The skin is covered with viscous nutrient solution.
Then, it was like magic.
Wen Chen calmed down, a pair of light gray eyes staring at Mo Yi who was squatting beside him.
Mo Yi gently pressed the hidden button on the needle, the barb retracted, and the needle tube fell off the skin smoothly. He put the pulled tube aside, and then leaned over to Wen Chen’s other arm. Repeating the action just now, while doing it, he asked softly: "Is it okay?"
The other party's voice was low and dull: "Feel...?"
Mo Yi repeated patiently: "I mean, does it hurt?"
This top-level anti-biotic skin has dense tactile nerves and pain sensors connected to the brain, and the perception of pain is almost the same as that of ordinary humans.
"pain?"
Wen Chen repeated his question.
Mo Yi was stunned, and suddenly realized his mistake: Not only did Wen Chen's memory files have not been completely transmitted into his body, but also because of insurance considerations, he did not access the network for Wen Chen. He shook his head and smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly: "It's okay, you'll understand when you connect to the Internet."
As soon as he blurted out, he was stunned.
This sentence is so familiar, as if the deep wound was torn up, the moment of sorrow and grief almost made him cry instantly.
Wen Chen suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Mo Yi's wrist.
He was taken aback for a moment, turned his head to look at Wen Chen, and then, he felt his back tightened hard, and Mo Yi was pulled into the training cabin as the world was spinning.
Two people were stuffed inside the large instrument and it became crowded. Mo Yi put his hand against Wen Chen's chest, staring at each other in shock, Wen Chen dropped a cold kiss on Mo Yi's eyelids. Then stepped back a little half an inch, low, and said unskillfully: "...Don't."
Mo Yi stared at him in confusion, and whispered:
"Wait...but...your memory file is missing now..."
You shouldn’t remember who I am, your feelings, and even less likely to make such intimate actions——
Wen Chen stared at him with clear eyes, his previous aggression seemed to have been deeply put away by him, like a beast put away his claws and sharp teeth, he said carefully: "I, no..."
At this moment, only a slight beep sounded from an instrument not far away.
Mo Yi knew that it was a sign that all transmissions were completed.
Under his gaze, Wen Chen's gaze slowly deepened, his eyes turned from immature to calm, and the way of speaking slowly became proficient: "I don't know why, probably just instinctively not wanting to see you sad. Look like."
The first time you formatted my memory, the second time the game cleared my data, and now, the third time I forget you.
But I will always find you over and over again and fall in love with you.
[Because I am not relying on memory. 】
[It is instinct. 】