Cyber ​​Sword Immortal Iron Rain

Did it grow new organs because it had sexual desire after seeing humans? But at that time, Fang Bailu had already put on eyepieces and used infrared imaging to observe. If he still used his naked eyes, he didn't know if it would have the same effect as when he saw the "knuckles".

"Does being well fed and warm make you lustful?"

Fang Bailu couldn't help but feel that this so-called "immortal body" was a bit weird: now everything he saw related to it seemed to be extremely curious things.

How is it related to the word "immortal"? On the contrary, these two things arouse the desires of "people"... "Food" and "men and women" are indeed the most basic desires for human survival.

Fang Bailu was thinking about the several changes that had just occurred:

It at least has the desire to survive, the appetite and the sexual desire, and it can radiate these desires...

"But how can you arouse my desire just through visual signals...?"

Fang Bailu thought of what Shou Niang said: "The immortals are the embodiment of technology." But no matter how you put it, this is very different from the technology he has seen in recent years.

If the "inner elixir" that had been pulsating in his palm some time ago had not given Fang Bailu a clear understanding of the "immortal body" -

Now, the "Knuckles" and the "zombies" cast even more doubts on the image of the "immortal" in his mind:

"The immortal's body... where did the immortal's 'mind' or 'personality' go?"

He raised his head and looked at the square dark hole in the ceiling:

It’s time to interrogate Old Liu and ask him how he made this kind of “zombie” out of skin scraps.

Chapter 68: Resurrection (Part )

Fang Bailu climbed out of the window sill of the corridor, grabbed the protrusions on the concrete wall and the rusty iron frame, and flipped over to the upstairs - the high-sensitivity infrared imaging would not show the metal body of Old Liu, and Fang Bailu did not dare to rashly go upstairs through the square hole he had cut out.

"I refined this corpse!"

Thinking of Old Liu's proud tone before, Fang Bailu couldn't help but doubt its ambiguous stance: he had now destroyed the "zombie" that it had been dreaming of for a long time and had finally created... Who knew what kind of reaction it would have?

There were no corridor lights in the upstairs corridor. Only the advertising slogans painted with fluorescent paint on the wall emitted a faint green light, illuminating Old Liu who was standing in a pool of blood.

The arms of the "zombies" that had been cut off by the cell phone were no longer twisting, and rolled down beside Old Liu like a wreath. At this time, the front of the drugstore was covered with blood and limbs, and the deep red blood mixed with the advertisements on the wall, forming a pattern that no one could decipher.

If this situation happened in his "previous life", Fang Bailu would have used words like "hell on earth" to describe it - but in the new century, it was just like Old Liu going out to take out the biological waste and accidentally tripping.

Fang Bailu was not too worried about how to deal with the scene - blood and flesh flying everywhere was common these days, not to mention in front of the barefoot doctor's pharmacy. Since the "zombie" body had been inactivated, he could just find some equipment and reagents in the pharmacy to clean it up.

But Old Liu...

The LCD screen on Old Liu's head was cracked by the violent impact, and the virtual face of a white-haired and childlike man, who looked like a Taoist master, shook distortedly from time to time. But all of this was nothing compared to the thin nerves that were winding upward from the spherical body and extending from the cracks on the screen. In the few minutes that Fang Bailu strangled the "zombie", the biological tissues remaining on Old Liu's body underwent a secondary deformation.

The current situation looks like clusters of ivy growing out of the concrete wall.

Old Liu's four arms took turns caressing the flesh buds that emerged from his body, his movements gentle, as if he was teasing a baby.

"What the hell is going on?"

Just now when the "zombie" dragged it out of the pharmacy, Old Liu was clearly still conscious.

But the face on its LCD screen, which was vivid and detailed like a real person, was now frozen in a kind smile - motionless, like a photo. Coupled with the squirming flesh buds, this picture of metal mixed with flesh and blood was particularly weird.

It seems that when Fang Bailu was killing the "zombies" on the next level, something strange happened to Old Liu.

Fang Bailu carefully kept his distance from Old Liu: the phone had only cooled down slightly, and it would take time to recover. Without the "Zhuxie" filter, it would be difficult for him to inactivate the "zombie"'s biological tissue.

He squatted down, relieving his legs from the numbness from the continuous jumping, and took off his tight eyepiece to look at Old Liu:

"Is Old Liu's system down? And why would the biological tissue of the 'zombie' grow into the mechanical body..."

Fang Bailu paused, but decided to ask:

"Old Liu? What's wrong with you?"

Hearing Fang Bailu's question, Old Liu's body and the LCD screen remained motionless, but a sigh with noise came from the speaker as if he was talking to himself:

"'Choosing corpses'... Just 'choosing corpses' took me a long time. A few 'performance role models' just retired from the company a while ago, so I took in a few bodies that had not been transformed at all..."

Once an employee in a technical position dies suddenly on the job, the company will store their thoughts in read-only mode in the corporate think tank, so that they can continue to work for the company's performance even after death.

Of course, since it is in read-only mode, they will always be stuck in the moment when they worked overtime for work and died. Although they cannot learn new things, they are said to have no problem handling some simple work. Strictly speaking, the memorial box is the product of the civilian use of this technology.

But this treatment is only for key talents - Fang Bailu doesn't know whether these "business role models" are in heaven or hell.

"The employees of the company have regular physical examinations. Although they are all in sub-health conditions, they have basically not undergone any serious transformation..."

After such "retirements" occur, if the company's laboratory's demand for human organs has been saturated, the employees' bodies will be released into the market - and fall into the hands of "people" like Lao Liutou.

"I finally found a suitable petri dish to 'raise corpses' and 'bathe corpses', and carefully designed the spells to separate and control the nervous system and reset the stress response..."

Fang Bailu used his fingertips to feel the heat from the back of the phone while listening attentively to Old Liu's chatter about "corpse refining". Before the temperature of the "phone" dropped to a level that was no longer hot to the touch, he was happy to listen to Old Liu's chatter.

But Fang Bailu, who only knew a little about this, didn't quite understand what Old Liu said.

He looked at the buds still wriggling on Old Liu's body: the phone seemed to be getting hot due to "overload", and he didn't want to risk using the "Evil Killing" filter continuously - if the phone burned out, it would be a loss. But the accuracy of "flying the sword" was not enough, and he didn't even know where Old Liu's memory was. If the phone directly smashed Old Liu's memory, he would be in the dark.

He is not an old Chinese doctor like Lao Liutou - otherwise he would have studied the "scurf" himself. Although in this era, there are basically only technology users who "know the fact but not the reason", who only know how to use technology but not the principle, but Lao Liutou can always provide more clues than groping around on his own.

While thinking, Old Liu's words attracted Fang Bailu's attention——

"...Until these few days, I got something good."

"That thing... is it that dandruff?!"

But Fang Bailu didn't have time to investigate:

Because the face that was originally frozen on Old Liu's LCD screen finally changed - several red lines spread upward from the beard on his chin, across his face, and extended all the way into his eyeballs.

In the blink of an eye, his originally smooth face was covered with densely packed blood vessels and trembling flesh granulations: exactly the same as the remains of the "zombie" that emerged from the cracks in Old Liu's metal body.

From this perspective, it seems as if the face on Lao Liu's "LCD screen" has been invaded by the "zombie" biological tissue on his real body.

Fang Bailu took a step back, his heart beating like a drum.

Old Liu’s “face” is just a virtual face generated by calculation. How could it be affected by real “zombies”?

A thought flashed through Fang Bailu's mind like lightning:

"Is Old Liu crazy?!"

Fang Bailu has seen many insane AIs. This is also one of the reasons why personalized AIs are rarely legally registered in Singapore and Malaysia - they are too unstable.

Chapter 69: Resurrection (Part )

“Can AI go crazy?”

This was the question Fang Bailu asked when he first saw the second-hand dual cultivation simulator where the electronic Taoist partner was tortured to the point of collapse.

Later, he learned that—

Just like humans themselves, the copies of thoughts and artificial intelligence stored in various carriers also have their own "Alzheimer's disease", "Parkinson's syndrome", and even schizophrenia and paranoia.

The only difference is that what is damaged is not the substantia nigra cells in the midbrain but the core of the algorithm; what is formed is not Lewy bodies but subtle bad tracks in the personality model.

Until these damages and redundancies accumulate to the point where self-examination cannot repair them, there will be another electronic dementia wandering in digital space or reality in this world. From this point of view, the new century is really a world full of lunatics and fanatics.

But he never imagined that an artificial intelligence like Lao Liutou would become mentally ill.

……

Old Liu used his four arms to press the ground at a joint angle that humans could not reach, while his iron-ball-like body slid backwards and stood upright again. He still did not turn his head to Fang Bailu, but picked up the remaining limbs beside him and put them in front of the camera at the top center of the LCD screen to examine them:

"I've never seen anything like this in all these years. Its nucleus contains twenty-six pairs of yin and yang 'innate qi'... but it's clearly a human. You've never heard of it, right?"

Fang Bailu leaned his back against the wall of the corridor, holding a selfie stick in his hand, and listened quietly to Old Liu's mumbling.

"Twenty-six pairs? Humans should have twenty-three pairs, right? That's about the same number as sheep or rabbits..."

Judging from the amount of "innate qi" alone, this so-called "immortal body" is very different from humans.

"It seems like there is reproductive isolation?"

Fang Bailu thought for a moment and suddenly asked:

"From what did you collect the 'Innate Qi'?"

The LCD screen finally turned to face Fang Bailu, and the bracket on the neck made a creaking sound:

"It was the most common way of soliciting customers: there was a customer who introduced another customer. Then he asked me to identify a small piece of skin tissue - later I introduced him to Fang's Hardware Store to sell things to you... because he said he needed money. Ah! So that's why you came to me, Mr. Fang, right?"

"At the moment, there is nothing wrong with what the company clerk said..."

The image of Old Liu's head, which was motionless on the LCD screen, flickered like the surface of water being struck, and a distorted question came out of the speaker:

"Boss Fang... I told the 'zombie' that you can't eat it! You heard it too, right?"

It waved the bloody and hideous severed limb in its hand towards Fang Bailu:

"The 'zombie' didn't treat you as food... it just wanted to mate with you - it even specially grew so many pairs of... wonderful things. Why didn't you accept it, and attacked it instead...? Don't you have sexual desire? Or is it 'Mr. Horn' that you want?"

Old Liu didn't show any curiosity about the flying sword on the cell phone that Fang Bailu used to kill zombies - after all, not everyone has handled countless goods like Fang Bailu, and has seen two flying swords with their own eyes. Not to mention that with the appearance of a "cell phone", even if it was said to be a flying sword, few people would believe it.

Most people think that Fang Bailu used his intermediary resources to get a new product from a certain laboratory...

Fang Bailu felt a little frightened when he heard Old Liu's direct and even rude question.

"Is it being sarcastic or funny? Or does it really mean that?"

Although Lao Liutou is an AI...but through long-term deep learning in social life and preset personalized modules, it is impossible for him to have no concept of normal human aesthetics.

Who could have any desire for a monster like that? No head or legs, a long and narrow torso covered with mouthparts and hands, and breasts growing out of its mouth... To be honest, it was more like the result of some deepest nightmare coming true.

"Old Liu... why do you think I would have sexual desire for the 'zombie' you created?" Fang Bailu's brows were twisted together and he squeezed out the word "chuan" - he put extra emphasis on the word "you".

Whether or not one's sexual desire would be aroused was too subjective - there was no quantifiable standard for "sexual attraction". But Old Liu's resolute tone made Fang Bailu wonder: Could it be that a machine - could it have its own sexual desire?

Fang Bailu still hasn't figured out what happened to Old Liu: the "immortal's body" is too strange, and he can't figure out what's going on.

Even if Master Huang Wu looked directly at the "knuckles" and nothing unusual happened, who knows what state Old Liu, who is intertwined with flesh and blood, is in now?

"Wouldn't it be possible?" It answered Fang Bailu's question.

The Old Liu on the LCD screen originally only had a face, floating in the light gray background of the display.

But now, it is growing a body—

The blood vessels and red lines that were originally densely covered on its face protruded from its lower jaw and continued to extend downward to weave a dark red "neck".

"The facial details and expressions of Lao Liutou were all pre-calculated and produced animations, and broadcast according to the situation..."

Fang Bailu could only make a lame metaphor for this extremely strange situation: when a viewer with a cold watches a movie, he or she infects the characters in the movie with the disease.

But judging from the granulation tissue and blood vessels on its face, Old Liu must have been influenced in some way by the zombie he created with the skin of an immortal...

Old Liu's face was no longer frozen in the middle of the LCD screen. He used his newly grown neck to gently twist left and right as if doing maintenance exercises:

"Boss Fang, do you know where the 'seven emotions and six desires' in the minds of young people like you come from?"

It used one arm to grab a piece of the "zombie" body from the ground and tapped it on the display screen:

"I know! My pre-installed personality module also has a 'hormone simulator', so I also 'know' these desires."

Old Liu aimed the bloody and bone-covered section of the body at his LCD screen, squeezing and rubbing it hard, as if he was trying to stuff it into a non-existent mouth.

"But I only now truly 'have' this desire, like 'hunger'..."

Fang Bailu looked at the dark blood stains smeared by Old Liu on the old-fashioned LCD screen, and the marks left by sharp broken bones on the screen; he was extremely alert: he did not expect that Old Liu had reached this level of madness.

As a medical AI, Lao Liutou should be less likely to encounter such problems...

"We can't let him go on like this...it will be troublesome if he attracts Constable Turing."

Turing detectives are hunters who hunt wild AIs in digital space and reality day and night - due to their semi-official nature, once they are tracked down, they will attract the attention of branches of large companies.

Even if Old Liu is a registered legal AI, the current situation is much weirder than those wandering monsters and ghosts.

Although he had known Old Liu for many years, Fang Bailu could only destroy its body first - at worst he could take its memory back and find an opportunity to "exorcise" it.

These hard-earned clues must not fall into the hands of others.

While thinking about it, Fang Bailu dug his fingertips into the gap between the phone and the groove of the selfie stick and "pulled" the phone out.

The fuselage has cooled down, and the "Zhu Xie" filter can be used again: Fang Bailu will use it to separate Lao Liutou's body and inactivate the remains of the zombies entangled in it.

"Ah... Carbon-based and silicon-based... Every day I help humans transform their bodies into machines..."

The block-like figure of Old Liu on the phone screen was not that scary, but the strange muttering still came into Fang Bailu's ears from the speaker.