Infinite Brilliant Scroll

Chapter 306 Thoughts on the Train
In the morning, around six twenty.

The station in Varuna Province is already bustling with crowds.

From all directions, people kept passing through the shopping street outside the station, pushing their shoulders to the entrance of the trains.

They carried large and small packages. Because it was too crowded, some people with prosthetic limbs had to lift suitcases that were larger than their own body above their heads.

Among the crowd, a middle-aged man with a refreshing and warm demeanor came to the ticket gate with only a briefcase in his hand.

He has thin cheeks, slender eyebrows and bright eyes, and a well-groomed chin. He has a few strands of frost-white long hair tied up with rubber bands and hangs behind his back. He is dressed in a black shirt and trousers. Gold grained belt.

The ticket inspector leaned on the ticket inspection machine with a cracked display screen, manually took the passenger's ticket and processed it.

The ticket gates were originally equipped with intelligent machines to automatically check tickets, but after the damage was unknown in which year, the train management personnel found that it was cheaper to hire manual labor, so it didn't take long for all the ticket gates to be replaced by manual labor.

"Li Mingwu."

The ticket inspector, who lowered his head lazily and only cared about receiving the tickets, raised his head in surprise, and showed a big smile at the middle-aged man in the black shirt, "Mr. Li, it's really you. Na Luoyan?"

The middle-aged man in the black shirt nodded, and responded with a smile: "I have found a way, and I am going to go to a big city to study for a while, and play games in the future, so as to increase the degree of authenticity."

The ticket inspector was a skinny guy with dark skin, and when he heard this, he laughed even more happily: "That's good, the games I bought in your store last time are already very good, and I can mention one more." Mention, that's really...hehehe."

Li Mingwu's store mainly sells some privately customized fun games. According to some requirements of customers, he shapes the corresponding game image, and then fabricates a set of interactive processes, writes it into the program of the holographic game helmet, and sells it.

The interaction between his game characters and the players comes and goes in just a few sets of patterns. When making up the story, he really didn’t pay much attention. The so-called holographic games, the game scenes are not very good, and most of them are simple. indoor environment.

At most, it includes scenes such as kitchen, bedroom, living room, swimming pool, classroom, garden, lawn, and car.

But... he modeled well.

And he also made some changes to the game helmet himself, which can be stimulated by electric current to bring players a more realistic tactile experience and satisfy customer groups with various hobbies.

So in the circle of fun games, Li Mingwu can also be regarded as a little famous, with a lot of praise.

The ticket inspector cut the ticket along the dotted line, handed half of it to Li Mingwu, and said: "When Boss Li comes back from further training, I must be one of the first customers. , It is enough to have fur on the body, pink or yellow, fox, tiger or rabbit.”

"must!"

The middle-aged man in the black shirt took the ticket, waved goodbye to him with a smile, squeezed onto the train, and found his seat.

It's a window seat, with the window glass open, and the wind blows in, mixing with the aroma of those food stores outside the station.

'As long as you have hair...Why do I seem to be used to this kind of request? After all, compared to some people on the customer record, this little brother is already so normal. '

Guan Luoyang leaned his elbows against the window, pinched the center of his brows, and complained in his heart, "Fifth Mirror, you thick eyebrows and big eyes, you only say you are a game shop owner, you haven't done any modifications on your body, your body shape and face are similar to mine." It's convenient to impersonate, but I didn't expect to make this kind of game. '

'No wonder when I came to the door and said that I wanted to borrow his identity, he had such a strange expression. '

The real Li Mingwu, another identity is the agent of the coalition regime placed in Baye. Last night, he was sent back to the coalition regime area by Guan Luoyang.

I remember that when we were parting, Mr. Li Mingwu handed over his detailed information so that Guan Luoyang would not have too many flaws in his impersonation.

The expression on his face at that time did not have the slightest ease of returning to the rear, but was full of heroism of "sacrificing one's life for righteousness".

Guan Luoyang was still a little puzzled at the time, but when he looked through the detailed information and saw some of the customer's requests on the customer records, he suddenly understood.

Those requests really opened Guan Luoyang's horizons.

Even better, those requirements are often followed by multiple delivery records, as well as positive feedback from customers.

Mr. Li is impartial and benefits the public. He can accept operations that aliens can't think of, and discuss with users in depth with enthusiasm. This kind of professional ethics is really Amitabha and has immeasurable merit.

Fortunately, Guan Luoyang didn't need to interact with those old customers too much.

His purpose is to attack Yayeyuan, and the important figures of Yayeyuan, except for Sukara and others in the form of Indra on the border, the rest are basically in the "Narayan" province.

The original mountain gate of Yayeyuan and the current headquarters are located in Narayan Province, where the inspection of psykers must be extremely strict. If they appear there directly by relying on escapism, the possibility of early exposure is not small.

Therefore, after discussing with the Fifth Mirror, they chose a tortuous method.

Let Guan Luoyang replace a foreign agent first, and then use the identity of this foreign agent to go to Narayan reasonably.

Six thirty.

The flight attendant's reminder came from the train broadcast that the train was about to leave.

Guan Luoyang closed the car window, and an old man in a brown-red leather jacket sat down on the outer seat.

The part where the old man’s hands are exposed from the cuffs is prosthetic limbs, the obvious mechanical shell, the blue spray paint coating, there are many old scratches, it looks like it has been used for many years, and he just sat down with a thermos bucket in his arms , just drowsy.

After the train finished accelerating, Guan Luoyang took out a pair of sunglasses from his briefcase and put them on his eyes.

The games sold in Li Mingwu's store are all paired with bulky helmets, which is also a means of promoting sales and reducing costs.

And this pair of sunglasses is a relatively high-end product.

All the games made by Li Mingwu are stored in the sunglasses. When you turn on the switch, you can have an immersive experience. As long as you don’t make any strange movements, outsiders will never be able to see what games the wearer is playing.

Press the switch on the right side of the frame, and the scene in front of Guan Luoyang will be plunged into darkness, leaving only one category. Use the heat sensor of the frame to rub it with your finger to select from the category.

According to Li Mingwu, to borrow his identity, one must at least have a certain understanding of the real content of the game being produced.

Guan Luoyang chose the best-selling one first, and the soft light bloomed, showing a living room completely different from the situation in the real train.

In the living room, a woman with black hair and snow skin, red lips and a thin waist is serving breakfast on the table. She is wearing a suit and trousers. Under the straight ironing line of the trousers, there are white ankles, insteps, and silver-gray high-heeled shoes .

"Little brother, hurry up and have breakfast, I'm going to work, I have my class today..."

The woman glanced at Guan Luoyang, seemingly helpless, "Why don't you move, do you have to invite me?"

Guan Luoyang recalled several sets of dialogue lines in the manual, and chose one of them.

"It's so hot today, I don't have much energy."

The woman bit her lower lip, and the expression on her face became even more helpless. She turned her face away and walked over slowly: "Okay, okay, sister is here to wake up your spirit..."

In reality, Guan Luoyang quickly lifted the sunglasses with his fingers, looked around calmly, and made sure that the outside world would not notice the content of the game, so he put on the sunglasses.

Well, it's totally a job requirement.

Anyway, those electrical stimulations used to create tactile illusions have no effect on his body, so he can just watch a few 3D movies.

Not to mention, although the plot content is lackluster, the modeling is really good, very good.

After Guan Luoyang watched the full-length videos of several games, a little nostalgia arose in his heart.

I remember the last time I watched a movie secretly, when I was just in high school. Of course, the technical level of my hometown world is not as good as here, but in related industries, there are many dedicated actors. The works are also unique.

Inside the train, there was a sudden noise.

Guan Luoyang took off his sunglasses and turned his head to look.

It was the commotion in the carriage behind, and the cries of women were clearly heard, as well as the voices of many men and women who were filled with righteous indignation and complained in low voices.

Many people in this carriage also attracted attention, whispering and discussing.

"what's up?"

"There seemed to be no ordinary passengers in the rear carriage. I saw a monk follow him into that carriage."

"Ah? Bhikkhu warrior escort, what kind of big boss, a rich man or a high official?"

"You are stupid, if it is a person being escorted, can you cry like this, maybe it is a prisoner."

"What kind of prisoner, stop talking nonsense." The old man in the brown-red coat opened his eyes and said to the others, "Don't you all watch the news?"

"A large number of immigrants came from Mt. Mian. After crossing the province of Indra, they were divided into smaller batches and sent to various places."

The old man shook his head and said, "The group of people behind are obviously a group of immigrants."

At this time, the people at the back of the seat also passed on the news.

"It's indeed an immigrant. It's not a big deal. It's just that a child fainted, and his mother panicked. Such an incident happened."

A passenger asked: "The child fainted, what's wrong?"

The people behind couldn't laugh or cry: "It's just a bad cold, it probably dragged on for a few days."

There was booing in the carriage, and everyone started talking and laughing.

"It's just a cold. I'm so nervous, I thought it was some serious illness."

"The medicine for cold and fever can be bought directly on the train. It is the most common medicine. What's the fuss about?"

"I'm still a mother, so careless, it's really..."

"Is there no one in that carriage who can tell that it's a cold? It seems that a group of people are about to quarrel with a few monks. It's too strange."

Guan Luoyang didn't say anything, but just listened to the movement in the carriage behind for a while. After the child took the medicine, the voices that wanted to erupt before disappeared, and both men and women huddled silently in their seats.

Only the mother was holding her child, her voice still slightly choked.

After the popularization of psychic powers, colds were the first disease to be eradicated from human society.

Guan Luoyang has read a lot of materials in the coalition regime, and there are also contents in this regard.

Even after the cataclysm, in those areas where there is no obvious technological fault, the work of implanting psionic chips when people are young will still be preserved because of the inertia that has lasted for more than 200 years.

The five cities in Mianshan still retain such a tradition.

In these immigrants from the Myanshan area, they have never seen the symptoms of a cold in their lives since they were young.

Unless they are medical scholars, if a person who suddenly appeared next to them with a cold and fainting, they would probably be unable to stop guessing in the most terrifying direction.

This is human nature, and there is nothing to laugh at about the actions of that mother, those immigrants.

Guan Luoyang glanced at the people in this carriage.

They are all talking and laughing now, and they all think it's an oolong, but not long ago, when they heard that the child fainted, many people showed concern.

These people are only judging by the common sense of the public, and they cannot be regarded as bad or wrong.

It's just that in this era of spiritual power, none of these people have spiritual power.

Many of them have prosthetic limbs installed on their bodies, but those prosthetic limbs are obviously only driven by the nerve sensor wires connected to the head and built-in batteries, which are convenient for doing some physical work, and have nothing to do with spiritual power.

These people are still surrounded by all kinds of serious and minor diseases. Even because of the existence of these non-spiritual prosthetics, the diseases they sometimes encounter are stranger and more diverse than ordinary people, so they are used to it.

Guan Luoyang lowered his eyes, put the sunglasses back in his bag, closed his eyes and rested his mind, recalled in his mind carefully, trying to figure out the genetic martial arts materials that Yan Zhen gave him.

The best way to practice these genetic information martial arts, of course, is to cooperate with the scanning, correction, constant testing and optimization of many scientific and technological instruments of the coalition regime.

Some large-scale laboratories can also help people experience deeper genetic information in advance, which is equivalent to using the vision and knowledge of the creators to assist in cultivation.

Guan Luoyang's current environment does not have so many conveniences, but the speed of his cultivation makes anyone seem to be amazed.

There are always similarities in the understanding of martial arts. With the profound background cultivated by Guan Luoyang along the way, it is not difficult to understand these martial arts. Even if you look at the whole picture the first time, figure out the meaning the second time, and start the third time Think about how to extract the part that fits you better.

"This genetic information martial arts, just looking at Xiao Xiaojiang's introduction at the time, is actually too superficial."

"This system, on the surface, is to excavate the deep information in the genes. It is like opening a treasure house, picking up the treasure, and naturally possessing power. The practitioner is just a lucky successor.

"But in fact, this road is basically based on the creator's beautiful vision, from the vast amount of genetic information, forcibly grabbing a part, and shaping it into a shape close to the wish."

"The point of cultivation is to pour information into the genes, fundamentally transform the physical body, and make it possess all kinds of supernatural powers."

Guan Luoyang sighed in his heart, "No wonder it's genetic technology with no risk of getting out of control. With this kind of thing, the mind and the body are highly unified. If the will is too bad, even if the body is transformed, it can degenerate back for you. The will has passed the test. , it is naturally impossible for there to be out of control."

"Moreover, in actual operation, through genetic optimization from generation to generation, the physical body can be used to drive the mind to improve the spiritual cultivation of all the people."

He imagined a lot in his mind for a while, but even if it develops smoothly, it will take two generations, or at least another 30 years, to see a significant advantage in the path of the coalition regime.

Judging from the current stage alone, the efficiency of taking this path and accumulating combat power is no higher than that of other forces.

"But this system, if it is slightly repaired, it will be a good addition to me."

Guan Luoyang's current cultivation method, Tianhe Zhengfa, was known as "the most powerful magic power" in the original world. Using internal strength to create the golden body of the demon, once the internal strength is withdrawn, the strength of the physical body will drop sharply.

When it comes to the cultivation of the physical body, these two kinds of exercises can only be regarded as relatively mediocre ones at the same level.

If genetic information martial arts can be integrated into the current system, it may be possible to create a powerful physical body that is self-sufficient in supernatural powers and can directly catch up with classical gods and demons.

"However, each of these genetic information martial arts has its own merits, and it is not so easy to complete both."

"Why don't you use the Heavenly Demon mentality to decompose and devour these martial arts materials, imprint them into my Tianhe Dao foundation, and then feed them back to the body. Together with Tianhe to rectify the law, we will nourish the physical body together."

"The more imprints in the Dao Foundation, the more beneficial it will be for Tianhe's promotion in the future. As Tianhe rises, the genetic martial arts will also automatically sublimate, a virtuous circle..."

Guan Luoyang gradually fell into deep thought, with thousands of thoughts colliding in his heart, without revealing anything on the outside.

A few hours later, if he felt something, he opened his eyes and looked out the window.

The train is coming in.

He has come to the heart of Yayeyuan - Narayan.

(End of this chapter)