Scholar’s Advanced Technological System
Chapter 1437
“The surveillance was deleted.”
Pan-Asian First Fleet Command Centre.
In front of the computer, IT specialists pushed glasses, and expression grave continued to say,
“… and the clean ones that have been deleted, all traces have been erased and no data remains.”
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“… While that sounds like some banditry, the Black Box stopped writing data in a few minutes following our confirmation of the hijacking of flights. It’s like something turned it off.”
The people in the command room look at each other in shock and see incredible faces from each other’s eyes.
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Turning off the black box is not a difficult thing.
But in the course of the flight, the Black Box was shut down by irregular means, and this is a major “accident”.
But then again, a normal hijacking machine, they haven’t even figured out what really happened on flight N-177, which is in itself a terrible thing to think about.
“Of course, this is not the most unexpected thing… I have broken a part of the memory of unrecognized human beings and found traces of change in it.”
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“Man-made change?”
“Well, although the traces of the changes cannot be erased, where the specific changes are, I have not been clear here for the time being. The hackers who hacked these memories carefully erased all the operational records, and I even doubt… whether these invasive traces will be linked to the hijacking case itself.”
Staff sergeant was thinking for a while, and he said,
“While no surveillance footage is available, the copyright was shot at by hijackers’ rifles from the scene. Logically, the hijackers don’t have to shoot these human beings for no reason… Will anyone take advantage of the loopholes in the life-system and attack the hijackers?”
“Impossible,” the IT expert categorically denied that “from the bottom logic of AI, human beings are prohibited from attacking. If your hypothesis is established, we may face more problems than the hijacking machine itself.”
To some extent, the large-scale application of human beings is a significant filling of the labour shortage caused by the ageing of the population in East Asia. These human beings, while lacking creativity, are sufficiently listened to and therefore have a unique advantage in the service sector and in purely physical labour.
In the 22nd century, the average level of education in the Pan-Asian region, the low-end and high-intensity jobs performed by human beings, were also generally reluctant to do.
It
can be said that life technique breakthrough has somewhat increased pan-Asian cooperation and, indeed, prosperity in various parts of the world.
However, all this premise is based on the security of life technologies themselves.
Once the breeders are no longer safe, they may face more than a highly value-added industrial chain that has been seriously created, and more than hundreds of millions of time-bound bombs. These bombs have been integrated into all corners of society, and even the possibility of their dismantling has not been possible.
The loss of pan-Asian cooperation like human beings will simultaneously fall into the double trap of labour shortages and rising production price indices. Even the volume of economies working with Pan-Asian cooperation makes it difficult to maintain the current financial model of high welfare and high public facility spending.
Thus, even if it were known that that possibility existed, the overwhelming majority were unwilling to make such assumptions.
Obviously, it was also recognized that the commander coughed and forcibly ended the subject.
“That is the fact that people are horrendous in the system of human beings, who use them as flesh shields to control those hijackers… In any event, this is nothing more important than hijacking. I’ll do a report later, and if the people over there are interested, let them check it out. That’s their job. However, I suggest that the matter be set aside and that there be a special period of time in which passengers on board could be tolerated whatever action they took.”
“Be as it may, but there are things that I still can’t relax,” thinking back about earlier calls, Yang Wu wrinkled his eyebrows and went on to say, “I want to see that man.”
Commander: “Who?”
Yang Wu: “The man who took the flight back from the hijacker and contacted us in the cockpit. Intuition tells me he should know something inside.”
The commander’s face was smiling.
Intuition?
Is that still intuitive?
Everyone knows that flights N-177 can be rescued and must have something to do with him.
First, the hijackers were killed, and then the best course to slow down the impact of the bow was God’s, and the operation of a textbook class went straight to everyone. Especially the latter, until now, space technicians from the Pan-Asian first fleet still cannot believe that a complex mathematics model can be counted on human brain.
It
can be said that if it wasn’t for that person, they were now at the press conference and apologized in the face of the challenges of society as a whole.
However, curiosity is curious, and the law is another matter.
Under the Pan-Asian Cooperation Act, fleets do not have law enforcement powers and cannot summon or investigate citizens of any member State without authorization.
“Let’s just hand this over to Intelligence Section, and we’ll just get the evidence we’ve collected from the scene to look into it.”
Yang Wu is still reluctant to give up and say, “Can you tell me his identity? I’d like to visit him in private.”
Commander-in-Chief: “There should be information on the registration of his identity on flights… But I do not recommend that you do so, which involves the privacy of citizens. If he had to get on the line, you’d be in a very embarrassing situation.”
Yang Wu frowned, felt a little tricky.
He didn’t want to visit that person entirely out of curiosity, but some feeling that he couldn’t put it down.
As for where that feeling came from, he was not clear.
At this point, live interviews are being shown on television on the side of the wall, and Yang Wu’s vision is unaware of the person on the screen.
With your eyes, Yang Wu’s conscious moving towards that blanket screen took two steps.
I don’t know if it’s a misunderstanding. He always thinks this face is a little familiar.
It’s like I’ve seen it somewhere.
“- Hero, may I ask your name?”
Faced with the interview of his own camera and the recording pen, the man in the camera opened his mouth and hesitated for a little bit of two seconds.
Soon, however, the blindness and confusion were completely dispersed from his eyes.
It is also at this brake that Yang Wu’s pupils shrink instantly, putting this face that appears to have known each other, and one of the pieces of the memory on the number.
It was a long time ago legend.
Longer than he came from 2050…
Ever since he was a child, the elders have always hung that name on their mouths and used that man’s story – or legend – to inspire themselves.
As if it were a shock in his heart, the man in the camera slowed his mouth down.
“I’m Lu Zhou.”
“From a century ago.”
“… There seems to have been a lot of things in this century that I’m not here.”
“Keep you waiting.”
“I’m back.”
Dozens of kilometers away from the hospital, a pair of chopsticks fell on the table.
A man with a bare face who died staring at the news on the screen, in the eyes of tears.
By his side, a wrinkled old man mouth opened wide, with no sense in his face that old tears had crossed.
And the
corner flushed, and he whispering with a whimpering sound, talking to himself.
“… I have to tell Great Elder what I’m saying, it’s been 22 centuries… his old man has not been in there for a long time.”
I didn’t hear what Director Lee said, Wang Bing was just saying a word of his own.
“He’s not dead…”
The memories of dust shine like walking lights, as if he had returned to the desert a century ago.
He stood in a ruin and almost abandoned his life until, under that rock yellow sand, desperately pulled out a broken screen of the wrist…
He considered 10,000 possibilities.
Never thought he was alive.
Not to think of it, meeting again in a century.
LaGrand Point military base.
Li Gao Brigadier, who is watching the news, pushed the chair up.
Lu Zhou!
Lu Zhou!
Somebody may not recognize it, but he can!
By the side, a soldier is staring at him.
Looking at Li Gao Ming there, his deputy swallowed the spit and asked him clearly.
“Sir, what’s wrong with you?”
“Nothing! And I told you,” Look at the man on the screen, Li Gao, and finally shake his hand, “Prepare for the ship, I’m going back to Earth!”
Right now, Earth.
An old site of the Nanjing Institute of Higher Studies, not far from Nanjing Sky Airport, was smiling at a lifestyle tour where tourists were introduced to work before the landlords, and suddenly stopped doing so.
Throughout the sky, there was no emotional mechanical pupil, and suddenly there was a slight wave.
It’s him!
God, I can’t see it again! One second to remember, Ramadan Court.
He’s finally back!
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