Cyber Heroes

People must be afraid of the dark.

Humans are daytime animals, and their senses are specialized for the day. At night, there are too many hunters [such as many nocturnal cat killers] that can kill them instantly. The ancient ancestors had to use flames and crowds to protect themselves.

People who are afraid of darkness will instinctively lean against the firelight in the middle of the night.

People who are not afraid of the dark will have a much lower probability of inheriting their "not afraid of dark" related genes.

Human beings are not afraid of darkness, but "lost perception of their surroundings".

When human beings lack information about their surroundings, they think they are facing things or environments that they cannot overcome, control, or know. At this time, he instinctively thinks of death, life-threatening things or environments.

For ancient humans, he must learn to associate "a bush of swaying grass" to "a tiger lying in ambush in the grass." This kind of association may scare yourself nine times out of ten. But as long as the primordial human is avoided the predator once, then he is more likely to become the ancestor of modern humans.

This is a set of mechanisms that have been embedded in the amygdala.

After being trapped in the dark, humans will feel fear, and then their heartbeat will increase, body temperature will rise, and adrenaline secretion-this is the body's preparation for "escape". Although sometimes, this will speed up the lapse of physical strength and reduce the probability of rescue of the trapped. But the human body, after all, is designed for gathering and hunting on the prairie. Natural selection does not consider that modern people in tens of thousands of years will need to go down to the mine or be trapped in an elevator.

Of course, this is the age of natural people.

But even if the transformation rate is full, humans still cannot escape this curse.

As long as a person's prosthetic eyes, ears, and network cards are forcibly offline, then the reformed person will also fall into great fear and even madness.

But after all, human beings have the ability to overcome instinct.

Zheng Lun Naio's consciousness is wandering in the darkness.

Decades ago, when he was treated like this for the first time, he almost collapsed.

After that, Dr. Hu told him that if he still wants to live here, he will continue to bear this kind of thing. All of them bear the stigma of sin. If you dare to escape, you will be hunted by the rangers inescapable net. Even if you search for relevant information on the Internet, you may be rushed into your house by the asylum... No, maybe the content you learn later on the Internet is all about your "customized version" of wrong knowledge, which can ask you at a critical moment The kind of fate.

King Ajain has this ability.

Self-decision, gambling for life to escape into the arena, or... continue to live, endure such things time and time again.

From that day, Zheng Lun Nao made a choice.

He often borrows the "meditation" interface and asks dísciple to help him unplug the chip. He often thinks in this state.

Gradually, he even realized the difference in "touch" between "thinking with hard disk" and "thinking without hard disk", and gradually learned how to avoid the brain area directly connected to the output device, how to Avoid your own thinking being captured.

Zheng Lunnaio didn't know, but he inadvertently rediscovered one of the "origins of internal strength".

Internal strength was not suddenly invented by the ancestors of internal strength. Before the birth of internal strength, many geeks consciously used implantable devices to exercise their programming skills. It is as if countless tributaries converge into a big river. In the end, these results become the technology that shakes the world.

People who have no foundation have a certain probability to rediscover these early techniques in the cruel meditation training. In a sense, this can be considered "a god-given effort".

But this kind of "re-engineering the wheel" is of little significance to internal strength experts. The rough Inner Strength born in the early Meditation Method is far inferior to the training method that has been improved through scientific thinking.

For Zheng Lun Naiou, this happened to happen.

After the real internal strength is hacked, there will be an instinctive counterattack. This is easy to detect.

The hacker technology itself is difficult to apply in general life and production scenarios. Those who master this technology will default to potential rebels.

Zheng Lun Naio does not have the nerve activity of regular internal strength practitioners. Even the students of King Agni didn't realize that this guy could evade his control to a certain extent.

But Zheng Lennaou is not completely immune to darkness.

He just used memories to evoke the past.

From the perspective of the instrument, this is a nerve impulse similar to dreaming. Maybe this guy has been scared to collapse.

Zheng Lennao can only consolidate his mind over and over again in the memory.

——I must be even more...

The story starts with a few huge Fireballs that fall from the sky. The one-hundred-meter-high steel creation is actually a landing cabin, and the huge shock-absorbing structure only protects the drone army inside it. Thousands of UAVs... UAVs with nuclear batteries inside, fell off the landing pods like floating dust, and began to surround the city.

The landing module also emits silver mist. It is a kind of aerosol with interlaced "iron blossoms". The drone bursts out a powerful magnetic field, dragging the diffusion of these aerosols.

The panic began to spread. Many people tried to escape from the city. But they were quickly shot dead by the weapons carried by the drone swarm.

This kind of slaughter does not distinguish between targets.

There are some asylum masters and scientific master Knights who want to leave the city with their own aircraft.

But their aircraft either fell in the mid-air by the unfathomable mystery, or was killed by the "wire of fire" from the sky.

According to King Agni, the "suspected Xiang Shan person" may be in any place and may be disguised as any individual. He may even be the expert who controls the battleship for the lord, the brain attached to the aircraft.

He will not let any individual leave.

——I need...courage...

That is the story of several decades ago.

In the panic, the lord conveyed the will of King Agni.

No, not at all. For the residents of this city, this information is publicly available online.

"Suspected Xiang Shan guy" please leave the city and go to a designated place on the wild to die.

Otherwise, King Agni will blow up the city.

The asylum seekers of aloof and remote began to ask those untouchables to cry. They drove the people to cry and pray for the help of a knight.

"If any of you know that guy..." the lord pleaded, "If you know the clues of Dao Idol...please find him and beg him! Save this city!"

Time is running out. The countdown at first is only a few hours

Some people start to go crazy and run on the street. Fear breeds violence, and violence causes destruction.

Local knights and Martial Artists also started to act. They try to impersonate "Xiang Shan".

After all, it is too common for cyber people to replace prostheses. King Agni was not sure what the other party looked like.

But King Agni seems to have the certainty of distinguishing individuals. Many Martial Artists have entered the area covered by the iron flower, trying to reach the designated location. However, the countdown never ends.

In this chaos, Zheng Lun Naio also took action.

Although it is only a few years of conversation. Although "she" at that time may not be the "him" now.

But...

Soon, Zheng Lun Naiou found the difference in the chaotic streets. Some Martial Artists who were suspected of being gang members were killed by the tricks of the special page. Judging from the traces on the corpse, the attacker should be the same.

Zheng Lun Naio probably knew that the man was in action.

——Is this some kind of self-help?

He even vaguely looked forward to it.

After crossing many streets, he arrived at the stronghold of a certain gang. He saw his goal.

A Martial Artist with a body cultivator at a moderate pace killed a gang member, pulled out the storage device from his head, and then pulled it hard with a stick, and the fragments flew into a nearby one. Among the burning fire. This Martial Artist wears a hood, a cloak, and a scarf-this kind of warm clothing is rare in this era.

Someone has arrived before him. A prosthetic person...Using a neutral voice, it is difficult to distinguish the psychological personal gender bias. He said fiercely: "I'm still doing these...still doing these! What's the use? You are going to die soon! Please, think of another way... think of a way!"

His mood seems to be a little broken.

"The collective memory created by this gang may become the seeds of the green forest, but it must be carefully eliminated."

The man leaned on a stick and looked up at the sky:" The "old friend" over there gave me such a little time and couldn't do anything else. Just take it as a contribution to my hometown for the rest of my life."

"But what do you do? ..." The stranger knelt on the ground: "But what do you do... You haven't... Xiang Shan, you shouldn't die here like this. You are the resurrected Xiang Shan, you..."

"'Xiang Shan' has died at least seven times, there is nothing that shouldn't be dead." Xiang Shan looked at a touch of white on the horizon, and said: "I would like to give a thousand lives for this World... It's a pity This kind of thing cannot be successful if you die too much. It seems that this life is indeed over."

"But...but..."

"Don't be sad, my friend . Just like the past,'I' will be reborn..."

"But'you' is not just'Xiang Shan', you are also yourself!"

Xiang Shan nodded : "That's right, then do me a favor."

He tore off his hood, scarf, and cloak.

"This is the magnetic core fabric. The content inside is a few magnetic chains." Xiang Shan said: "I have been thinking about this a little bit in my life. It is a pity that it has been lost. I haven't had time to verify Formidable power, but even from the perspective of'Xiang Shan', it is a good idea. If polished in battle, it will be optimized to a stronger level."

——This Life...in the future...will...

These keywords once again made Zheng Lun Nao feel painful.