Beauty Comic Cultivation Record

Chapter 115 Base Zero

Author: Zhu Bajie who pursues dreams

Chapter 115 Base Zero

What would it be like to see a woman's weird face with bloody flesh appear on the back of her neck?

Fear, fear!

No, although David is a cyborg, most of his emotions just rely on neurons to simulate human expressions and emotions.

He is an engineer who has the perfect fusion of all scientific and technological achievements:

The alloy frame allows it to withstand pressures of up to a thousand pounds.

A processor composed of 1012 artificial neurons gives David a computing power of 200 quadrillion times per second.

The almost terrifying ability to store memory also makes David a walking knowledge base.

David's computing power enables him to detect, process, and respond to human words and deeds immediately.

In other words, he is no longer a robot that can only passively complete mechanical instructions in the past human concepts, but can actively respond to human emotions.

David can accurately capture changes in human tone, behavior and even micro-expressions, and give the best feedback after processing and analysis.

But a simulation is a simulation after all, and he doesn't understand what it is to be afraid of.

Faced with unexpected situations, the neuron integrated circuit directed David, the biochemical body, to respond as quickly as possible.

Turning around suddenly, David waved his right elbow and struck behind him. At the same time, he held a small device similar to an electric shock device in his left hand and shocked him behind him.

The electric shock device, which looked like a miniature flashlight, suddenly shot out an arc-shaped electric light more than two meters long.

In the crackling electric light, the red and white electric light left a burning smell in the cabin.

David turned around, but there was no one behind him, only a bloody skeleton not far away.

Whoosh…

The icy wind blew on the back of his neck, as if something was blowing cold air next to his ears.

"laugh!"

It was as if a piece of cold human skin was close to him, and the cold touch on the skin made the neurons in David's body run rapidly.

His huge memory bank instantly searched for situations similar to this in thousands of years of human history.

Although he is in this spaceship and wakes up once every hundred years, it does not mean that David is isolated from the world.

The gap between awakening every hundred years is the time for him to understand the development of mankind.

To the intelligence on the spacecraft, most networks on Earth are basically undefended.

Compared to the open ocean of the Internet, David is like a hungry sponge, absorbing and storing this human knowledge.

In just a few breaths, David's knowledge base suddenly searched for hundreds of thousands of pieces of information about this weird situation...

sly!

From mummies in ancient Greece, to resentful spirits in Europe and America, to zombies in the East, to earthbound spirits...

In an instant, David made what he thought was the most correct judgment based on the information he searched in his memory bank.

laugh!

Reversing the electric shock device in his hand, David shocked himself hard.

Hundreds of thousands of volts of high voltage instantly penetrated his bionic body, and a burning smell accompanied by white smoke billowed out.

Success!

The electric current burned nearly half of the neurons in his body, but David's nearly charred artificial bionic skin could feel the icy chill disappearing instantly as the electric current passed through his body.

David turned his head stiffly, dragging his almost charred body, staring straight at the blood shadow floating in front of him.

The blood shadow shuttled back and forth in the cabin, flew around David erratically for a few times, and landed lightly in front of his eyes, transforming into a beautiful woman wearing a European-style palace dress.

Wearing a black palace dress with a sapphire brooch on the chest, the black gauze hanging down under the top hat revealed half of her fair, charming and delicate face.

"Zhi Nao, turn on..."

David opened his mouth and was about to command the spacecraft brain to activate the energy defense system...

Amelia waved her hand, and a blood shadow separated from her body and rushed towards David.

Tsk! The blood shadow pounced and passed through his body. David felt as if the bionic body fluids in his body were drained instantly.

Without the support of these body fluids, the body that had been severely injured by the electric shock shrank completely, and countless nerve components collapsed one after another.

"Uh uh..."

The damage to the original sound generator caused David's voice to call Zhinao to become a blind tone.

"Bah, bah, bah..."

The blood shadow floated past and merged into Amelia's body. Amelia frowned, as if she had eaten something unclean. She waved her hand, and a ball of dirty blood was thrown to the wall.

"What? Not to your liking?"

A voice came from the cabin door, and David reluctantly raised his nearly charred head and looked at Tang Song, who had appeared in the cabin at some unknown time.

"Master, this guy is not a human being. I don't know what is in his body. There is no blood at all! It tastes terrible!"

Amelia didn't raise her shoulders or move her feet. A flash of blood lit up under her feet, and her figure floated in front of Tang Song. She coquettishly tugged on Tang Song's sleeves.

Tang Song was leaning on a cane in his right hand and smoking a cigar in his left hand, letting Amelia hug his arm.

His eyes looked at the drop-shaped genetic modulation cabin that was still running in the cabin.

"It seems that our Mr. Wilander is not in good condition!"

Boss Tang didn't really care about Charles Wilander's condition. He just glanced at the gene modulation cabin.

Ta-ta-ta!

Coming to David with a cane, Tang Song lowered his eyes and looked at the bionic man-made man.

As a result of the voltage shock and the bionic liquid swallowed up all over his body by Amelia's blood shadow, David's body shrank severely at this time. His height, which was originally close to 1.9 meters, now looks no more than 1.7 meters.

The bones all over his body are bulging, and his skinny appearance looks rather similar to that of the old Charles Wieland.

"Hohohohohohohohoho...!"

David looked at Tang Song standing in front of him and made a sound in his mouth...

However, his vocal system was damaged and he couldn't speak at all!

"Um?"

Tang Song glanced at Amelia, who obediently waved her hand towards David, and a streak of blood sank into his neck.

After being nourished by the blood, David's dry and hoarse voice instantly recovered.

"Mr. Tang, your friend is fine, the gene modulation cabin is running now!"

"I am useful to you. I have the authority to control the spacecraft. I can complete almost everything you ask me to do, assist your employees in their work, and help you manage the company. I can resolutely carry out any instructions!"

The moment he regained his voice, a series of words came out of David's mouth.

"Are you afraid of death?!"

Tang Song smoked a cigar and did not express his position on David's words of allegiance. On the contrary, he was a little curious about David's mentality.

If a bionic person knows that he is afraid of death, he will be freed from the barriers of tools...

Tools are not afraid of death, people are!

"Afraid of death! Maybe! I just don't want to leave this world. The records of the world after death in my memory bank are very scary. I am not afraid of death, but I am a little unwilling...

My creator, my father, his dream was to create Dickon, and I want to live to fulfill his dream!"

David's voice was filled with thoughts about life. He raised his head and looked at Tang Song with a look that seemed to be pleading.

Dickon, the god worshiped by the Engineers, is an alien-like creature.

In the engineer's religion, this kind of alien can create new intelligent life. This kind of alien is called Deacon by the engineer.

A long time ago, Deacon's highly intelligent life gradually decreased or became extinct.

Many, many years later, the engineer family had a problem of being unable to reproduce.

In the engineer's religious belief, Dickon's flesh and blood can combine with the engineer to create a new life, so the engineer's ancestors began to try to create their own god, which was Dickon.

Because by creating Deacon, you can get their flesh and blood, and then combine Deacon's flesh and blood with engineers to create new life, solving the problem of reproduction of the engineer family.

Later, the ancestors of the engineer family thought they had successfully created "Dickin".

But in fact, what they created was not the real Deacon, but a similar alien that looked like Deacon.

Then the ancestors of the Engineer family cut off what they thought was Deacon's flesh and blood, found Earth, a planet suitable for Engineers to live, and began to conduct experiments.

Of course, there is not only the earth, but also many, many planets suitable for experiments. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, they were all used by engineers for experiments.

They have only one purpose, to create the real Deacon to solve the problem of racial reproduction.

"Sir, I just want to fulfill my father's last wish, which is related to the survival of a race..."

After telling Tang and Song the whole story, David, who regarded himself as the son of an engineer, sounded pitiful.

"I am useful to you, not just this spaceship, I have almost the entire world's knowledge in my memory bank, you will be my master from now on!

"master

Masuya......"

Tang and Song smoked cigars and listened to David calling himself master in more than a dozen languages.

"хозяин..." After saying the master in Russian, David said an obscure syllable...

"Zhi Nao, turn on..."

Click... Before David could finish speaking the language of the engineer clan, a cane hit his heavenly spirit directly.

The spine, which could withstand a thousand pounds of weight, was directly broken, and David's entire head was directly sunk into the chest cavity under the huge force.

"Damn it for being naughty!"

Tang Song took back his cane and glanced coldly at David's headless body.

"Master! How will he deal with it?"

Amelia held Tang Song's arm, and her eyes under the veil looked at the gene modulation cabin that was still running.

Tang Song looked at the genetic modulation cabin and rubbed the head of the cane.

"Since we are an employer, we must finish our work from beginning to end! Your boss and my reputation are still valuable!"

Tang Song pinched Amelia's face and teased her.

……………

"Boom!"

The huge muffled sound was like muffled thunder, accompanied by smoke and dust rising into the sky, and spread for more than ten miles.

The three icebreakers used full power to sail far away from the sea to avoid the volcanic ash rising into the sky.

On the deck of the scientific research vessel, Charles Wieland, who looked to be in his forties, held onto the railing and looked at the volcanic ash spewing out in the distance with some pity.

If it hadn't been for a sudden volcanic eruption, an alien spacecraft would have made Wieland Industries one of the world's top industrial groups.

"What a pity!"

Charles Wilander touched his face, which looked decades younger, but fortunately, the genetic modulation he dreamed of finally succeeded.

Looking at the smooth skin on his hands, Charles Wieland thanked West from the bottom of his heart.

If West hadn't insisted on letting Tang come over to help, let alone genetic modulation, he might have been buried in the spaceship.

"After we go back, it's time to hurry up on the recommendation of the Holy Shield Brotherhood!"

What Charles Wieland didn't notice was that in the depths of his eyes, an invisible golden light was flickering, which was faintly composed of countless tiny swastika lotus flowers.

These golden lights exude peaceful emotions all the time, affecting Charles Wilander's judgment and subtly changing his perception of someone.

Eventually making him take the shape of someone.

……………

In the hinterland of Antarctica, there are some faint steel structures on the huge icebergs.

There was waist-deep snow, and several snowmobiles were speeding on the ice.

When the snowmobile arrives in front of the glacier, the thick frozen gate rises directly, revealing the huge space inside.

Several snowmobiles drove directly in.

After parking the car, several riders patted the falling snow on their bodies, and a man wearing a cotton coat and an ear protection hat walked over, rubbing his hands.

"Hey Henry, do you know what this vibration is about?"

The bearded man named Henry took off his snow-proof cloak and picked up a dry rag on the side to wipe his car.

In an environment like Antarctica, a snowmobile is far more important than a Hummer.

"Same as monitored by the monitoring department, the seafloor vibrations caused by the underground volcanic eruption, but in terms of distance and vibration intensity, will not have much impact on Target Zero!"

"That's good! If there is a big earthquake and the iceberg of Frozen Zero breaks into pieces, I don't think we can fly over its big wings!"

The man joked to himself half-jokingly: "But even if it thaws from the ice, it may not be able to see us. Compared with it, we are too small!"

"Melon seeds are very small, and I haven't seen you eat less!" Henry wiped the snow from the tires and glared at the hooded man angrily.

"Come here and help. I think Zero wouldn't mind eating some melon seeds to satisfy his craving after getting out of trouble. He can take good care of my baby for me. If something goes wrong, we can run faster!"

"If it weren't for the extra two hundred thousand dollars a year, I wouldn't come to this hellish place. The temperature is minus 40 degrees Celsius, and there isn't even an entertainment venue in this hellish place. I really miss the bars and the strippers!"

The hooded man wiped the snowmobile with a rag and grumbled.

"Just bear with it a little longer! In two years, we can change our duties and return to the interior!"

Henry looked around and saw that no one was around, took out a small flat wine bottle from his cotton coat, unscrewed the lid, and poured two sips into his mouth.

Sihasha…

The highly alcoholic drink entered his throat, burning like a line of fire. Henry couldn't help but suck in the cold air.

"By the way! Don't you need to go back to the monitoring department to check on the situation?"

"I've finished my radio report on the way back!" Henry enjoyed the warmth and drunken feeling brought by the drink.

In a daze, he seemed to see a figure walking in front of him, and he seemed to turn back and smile at him.

Huh? Henry rubbed his eyes. In the parking lot in front of him, except for a few of his colleagues and dozens of snowmobiles, there was no one there.

This wine is good and has great staying power!

Henry took out the wine bottle, touched it with satisfaction, and secretly drank two more sips.

Soldiers wearing cotton-padded clothes and holding assault rifles can be seen everywhere in the heavily guarded base.

There are no epaulettes or any representative markings, but judging from their behavior and clean steps, these people are all veterans with at least five years of military service.

The base is built from top to bottom, and the security becomes stricter with each floor. The elevators have special iris scanners and identification cards.

The elevator entrance on each floor is guarded by at least four armed guards with real guns and loaded ammunition.

Even if the director of the base wants to enter the lowest level, he must go through at least five security checks.

"Beep!"

After identifying his iris, fingerprints, and swiping his ID card, Lance, who is over fifty, finally reached the bottom of the base.

The two closed cabins slowly opened, and Lance walked out of the elevator accompanied by two guards.

A shadow that looked like lines followed the three of them majestically, with hands behind its back, as if visiting, looking left and right from time to time...

(End of chapter)