Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 929 Resident Evil: Deterioration

"The truth that must be sought."

Klein repeated it again, but this time the magpie didn't respond immediately. He didn't even have the slightly calm look before, and his sharp voice became disgusting again:
"Yes, the truth.

When the intracranial eyes are fully opened, people in this world explore the deeper world until they see some indescribable things, people will always have suspicion and thinking.

People will have doubts about everything because of the growth of their own knowledge, and such doubts will continue to cause confusion when they are not answered.

If the accumulated confusion remains unanswered, despair will come.

Existential anxiety caused by desperation is one of those people who think about it all the time - those who are at the forefront, for whom existential anxiety and the shadow of death are the same thing.

But people can always know something through exploration, Klein, you should have a similar experience, you should be able to perceive some things that normal people cannot perceive, that is something unique to you as [Embers of Generations]. It is... the key that can enlighten the truth.

After reaching some kind of insight, people see the truth - people take a step forward - people justify their existential anxieties, and more people follow...

How great is man!

As life, carbon-based life, human beings are looking for their own way out like any other form of life. No matter what means humans use, it is the greatest attempt for the entire human group! "

The magpie god babbled, and until the end of the last word fell, he did not explain what the collection plan of [Ambers of Generations] meant, nor did he mention that Klein's [will not change] trait what exactly is it.

Judging from the contact these days and the magpie's expression now, Klein probably understands that this topic ends here.

But he still wants to know more, about the [Generation Embers] hidden in his life, about the plan that the North Bureau will implement next, about those big shots who become prey...

Klein always felt that there was a shadow hanging over the empire island chain, and he thought to himself, at least before he completely died, he should figure out where those shadows came from.

He thinks he has to do something, even if time is running out, he should not give up.

Klein's tone remained as if nothing had happened:

"Speaking of which, North Fourth will appear soon."

Klein knew part of the North Bureau's next plan in the previous mission, and those heart-pounding evil actions inevitably entered his ears as the executor of the plan.

He had no resistance to this before, and with his brain almost completely controlled, he could only act in the way of the North Bureau.

But he is about to usher in an opportunity, and he will resist at the end of his life.

That would also be his last chance.

When Klein talked about Beisi, the magpie's cry disappeared, and the strange joy reappeared in his uncomfortable sharp voice:
"Bei Si is a modified version above you. I heard that they have selected a receptor with excellent quality in all aspects, which can withstand the modification of the latest type of biochip without immediate bio-contamination. The absence of bio-contamination means that The depth of transformation he can endure is much deeper than yours—this means that the spiritual strength of Beisi will be several times that of yours."

Klein sat up from the operating table and pondered:

"That's really not a good thing..."

Magpie nodded unexpectedly, shivered abnormally, and cursed:
"Yes! Transforming that kind of monster is very dangerous! There is no one in the North Bureau who can perform this kind of operation, and I can only perform the operation! Damn it! You don't even know how terrifying it was when I transformed you!"

Klein didn't press further, he knew that the magpie would speak naturally.

This is not the magpie's pity for a dying person, but just telling some secrets that almost drove him crazy. Klein once learned from a secret channel that the magpie once died because he knew too many secrets. It has led to serious mental illnesses, and those mental illnesses have not been cured until now, but have only been suppressed, and one day they will explode.

But now, for Magpie, an executive of the North Bureau who is completely under his control, a dying person who can't talk nonsense at all, will become a perfect pressure relief valve.

These secrets will be vented through the relief valve and taken to the grave by the relief valve, and the magpie will be set free and even redeemed by telling it--it is enough to prove how much those secrets really are. dirty.

Klein's thinking was completely correct - the magpie continued naturally:
"If they can't get a breakthrough on Beisi, then Beisi will be the final version of the [executor system].

I find it very difficult. The executor itself has not been studied in depth...it has not even been systematically studied, and it is only a certain application idea.

Due to the need for extremely violent weapons, the executor was forcibly pushed to the front of the stage... According to me, it should be studied for another ten years to fully understand the entire system, and it is completely safe before it can be put into production. "

The logic in these two sentences is so normal that it is completely impossible to see that the magpie is mentally ill.

Klein asked:
"Where did the executor come from?"

Magpie did not answer directly:

"Actually, the executor system is a very abstract concept, he doesn't mean that it has to be expressed in the form of [person].

Moreover, as I have explained just now, the North Bureau only owns this system, and has not fully grasped its operating principle.

After a long period of fruitless research, there was not enough funds and time, so a strategic compromise was made, and an executor was appointed. "

Klein used a very monotonous question, and didn't care whether the magpie thought he was asking for news:
"What should the executor be?"

Magpie simply replied:

"It's something very abstract.

Because it is abstract, it cannot be described in words.

It's not that I don't want to tell you, Klein, you are my perfect experimental product and the pinnacle of my surgical skills in this life. What can I hide from you?I can't wait to give all my knowledge to you! "

Your words are more abstract than your appearance.

Klein put aside his distracting thoughts and quietly watched the magpie.

Magpie was a little annoyed:

"Okay, okay! If I have to describe it, I can only use an analogy——

For example, there is such an existence in this world, his appearance is not a combination of elements we know, his life cannot be defined by our definition of life, and his thinking is not any kind of Logical way of thinking, his behavioral motivation is not just the behavioral motivation itself, and the meaning contained in his name is beyond our imagination.

Such a thing that we cannot understand is the executor—the complete form of the executor.

I explain it this way, can you understand? "

Klein sums it up simply:
"It is an existence outside of anthropology, it just exists, and it is completely unknown, and it cannot be defined by knowledge within the scope of anthropology."

The magpie screamed excitedly:

"Exactly! You are much smarter than the director! Klein! If the Northern Bureau one day implements ballot democracy like the Empire, I will definitely elect you as the director!"

After he was excited, he returned to the depressed look just now:
"But... but... you are dying... woo woo woo..."

His crying stopped without warning:
"After all, human beings are just human beings... Applying the executor's stuff to the human body mechanically will only lead to endless errors in the system operation! This is why executors are more likely to lose control than brain-machines—the executor's The speed at which system errors accumulate is dozens or even hundreds of times faster than that of brain-machine humans!"

Klein still looked at the magpie calmly:

"So, where did the [Executor System] come from?"

After Klein asked again, the magpie fell silent.

Klein knew he was annoyed.

Klein knew that he became angry because of being pierced by himself.

Klein also knew that every time the magpie encountered a question that he couldn't answer, he would become hysterical.

really--

"Klein!"

The sharp electronic voice became gloomy, and the gloomy tone was funny and weird in the cold environment, which was enough to make normal people feel extremely uncomfortable in their hearts.

"You are going to die! What are you doing to understand these things! Are you going to destroy my work?! You want to make further changes to your body?! Right?!"

He was right, Klein will use special means to further transform his brain, just as he said to the counterfeit before, after his death, his brain will become a part of the entire empire's Internet of Things system. A chip, this chip will give birth to a data life that regards itself as anti-virus and monitoring software, to replace him to complete the unfinished mission.

Magpies don't know this.

Magpie could see Klein's brainwaves, but he couldn't analyze all his thoughts from his brainwaves. After training, Klein could easily hide his thoughts in his subconscious.

Thanks to the executor's in-depth research on the operating system, the software code on the tablet in Magpie's hand is still unable to capture, analyze and digitize subconscious brainwaves, and he cannot see Klein's thoughts hidden in his subconscious.

This is why the magpie is angry.

"Die here! Die like a puddle of mud! Oh! You even had to work the day before you died! Haha!"

His speech was scrambled and delirious with rage:

"I'll be watching you! Klein! I'll be watching your brain wave data every minute and every second for the last three days!"

"Any peak and trough will be seen by me! Any beta wave that has just emerged will be stared at by me!"

"Listen up! Klein! As long as you dare to show your dirty little thoughts! I will immediately notify the people in the North Bureau to take you back!"

"Put away all your little thoughts! Quietly wait for death to come!"

After the magpie finished speaking, she left the laboratory in a violent rage.

Klein sat on the experimental bench, his eyes once again in a trance due to physical discomfort.

' Here we go again... this time much faster than before. '

Even after the mechanical arm has just completed the repair of the body-deep repair based on the cell level, the deterioration that started from the brain appeared immediately.

He could clearly feel rust-like abscesses growing out of certain parts of his head, which were malignant symptoms caused by the overload of biochips, and were iron proof that carbon-based life was polluted.

Klein once thought about whether the existence of the deformed biochemical experimental process of "executor transformation" is not human beings, but some kind of alien gods who have malicious intentions towards carbon-based life—pollution of the carbon-based structure of life It is not a difficult task, and even some human institutions have been able to do it—carbon-based silicon neutralization, whenever Klein thinks of this name, a strong thought will arise in his heart, this thought thinks that carbon The basic principle of silicon-based neutralization of this strange biomass fusion operation was not researched by humans, but also came from some kind of outer god.

Outer God's technology has made this world a reality, turned the world upside down in just 20 years, and turned it into the unbelievable appearance it is today.

Klein didn't completely reject Outer Gods, he just felt strongly uneasy about such a drastic change.

He didn't know whether such a change was good or bad.

Such anxiety drove him to make his own decision.

In the time of a few thoughts, a double image appeared in front of my eyes again - the disorder of the biochip in my head affected the optic nerve.

Suddenly, countless chaotic whispers flooded into the mind, and endless colorful lights and shadows appeared one after another.

At this moment, he seems to have become many people, countless independent consciousnesses are competing for the right to use the brain at the same time, and each independent consciousness is trying to convince him with various emotions.

Klein closed his eyes, trying to get rid of distracting thoughts in his heart——

'I'm not anybody, I'm Klein Gasters, I live in Birmingham Street, Yharnam...'

He used the pitiful remaining computing power of the biological chip, trying to bring his dominant consciousness back online at the core of the biological chip occupied by countless consciousnesses.

As a mosaic of snowflakes drifts past the eyes, the past scenes that have been torn into countless fragments are gradually rearranged and assembled until they are pieced together into a complete picture.

There were no colors on those screens at first, but after Klein worked hard to use more computing power to correct his self-awareness, various colors in light tones appeared.

At first, the surface of the snowflakes was covered with a layer of almost indistinguishable icy white. When the snowflakes hit the ground, these icy whites spread to the streets of Birmingham Street along with the snowflakes that touched the ground. Blooms are a viscous color of cloudy dark brown mixed with dark gray.

The memory became clearer, and the bustling pedestrians solidified from the phantom. Groups of people wore evening dresses and headed towards a certain direction at the end of Birmingham Street. Snowflakes fell on people's hat brims and shoulders when people didn't care.

(End of this chapter)