Blackstone Code

Never before has a person's death attracted the attention of so many scientists and even Lynch.

Everyone looked at him, with a smile on his face and no fear of what he was going to encounter next.

The scientists who performed his surgery are confirming the final procedures and when he is fully confirmed, the operation will begin.

Then his memory will be extracted, digitized, and stored in the server.

Aurora will then implant one byte of chaos code into these digitalized memories.

There is only one byte. If there are too many, these memory data will not be able to bear it. In the end, it will be confused with only one byte.

Then, the personality will generate personality based on the inertia of memory.

Every scientist knows this process, but watching a test subject, a Nagaril man lying on the operating table undergoing the most complete surgery, is completely different from watching a great scientist make sacrifices.

When those Nagali people lie on the operating table, the only thing they will evaluate is whether the Nagali people are strong, without any reverence for life or respect for life.

Of course, this is not a blasphemy to life. After all, their job is to study life, self, and the universe.

But everyone still respects scientists, even a little...sentimentally.

Lynch was also watching the operation and arrived at the scene in person, with several scientists beside him.

"In fact, strictly speaking, he was dead from the moment he took the nerve-blocking drug."

The scientist who developed the brain computer and presided over the digitization of life told Lynch honestly, "Our judgment of whether a creature is truly dead comes from two aspects."

"Cardiac arrest, and brain death."

"Now that medical standards have been relaxed, even if the body still has physiological responses, but the brain has no response, brain death will still be regarded as death in the medical sense."

"The function of neuroleptics is to cut off the activity of the brain. The neurons between cells will be destroyed in an instant, and the entire brain will fall into a stagnant state."

"The purpose of this is to digitize memory more completely, because the brain processes a lot of information every second. Even if a person closes his eyes or even falls into a coma, his brain is still working."

"This constantly updating data can create errors, and when it gets mixed up, anomalies can happen."

"The easiest way is to make his brain dead."

"The moment the brain dies, it actually disappears."

The scientist took off his glasses and wiped them with a special piece of paper. "Actually, we all know this, including him."

Lynch had heard of it before, but had never understood it in such detail. He suddenly thought of a question, "This means that the women around me are actually dead."

The scientist put his glasses back on and smiled, "It depends on how you view the issue of 'death'."

"The current 'time vacuum theory' is the theory that people often say that time does not exist. The changes of matter are regular and inertial."

"Human beings are also a type of material. Each of our roles and ways of thinking are derived from the influence of the past."

"After we are burned by fire once, we will develop a fear of fire and avoid the source of fire. This is the inertial thinking caused by burns."

"In layman's terms, personality and soul are a process of constant summary and expansion."

"Under this theory, in fact, whether it is personality or soul, it is just a way of self-affirmation of inertia."

"So when he reactivated his life because of the Chaos Code, he was still him."

The scientist's expression was very relaxed, as if he was talking about a very ordinary topic, not serious or involving ethics.

"If you insist on emphasizing the changes in material aging in a certain stage, then - yes, he will disappear, and they will disappear too."

Lynch actually didn't fully understand it yet, but that didn't stop him from finding these things a bit scary, "It sounds terrible."

The scientist quite agrees, "But these will not affect your life, then the self-perception of those around you."

"This is actually a kind of inertia. Perhaps chaos code is the standard answer to the universe!"

At this time, the scientists had confirmed all the procedures, and the surgeons put nerve blockers in his hands. He began to say goodbye to the colleagues he usually got along with.

He distributed the things he owned, giving the notes to whom, and the books to whom. There was a high probability that he would not be able to use these things.

"Guys, don't be sad. In a sense, I completed eternity one step ahead of you. This should be a happy thing."

"We'll meet soon, maybe just a few minutes?" He turned to look at the person next to him who was about to perform surgery on him.

The surgeon nodded, "The system can handle it in five minutes at most."

He turned to look at those people, "Yes, it only takes five minutes. This is not a forever farewell. We will meet again soon, so there is no need to be sad."

He held the pills in his hand and said with a smile, "How do you use the villain's phrase?"

Someone answered him softly, "I will come back!"

He nodded vigorously, "Yes, I will come back!"

Then he swallowed the pills, drank a sip of water, then lay on the operating table and closed his eyes.

Some of the female assistants who had only been here for a short time were still very emotional and couldn't help crying, which forced him to sit up half-sit up again, "I haven't yet... You make me very flustered and a little embarrassed. "

The atmosphere that was supposed to be very sad suddenly felt funny when he said this.

He suddenly opened his eyes wide, and then slowly lay back down, "I feel it, I'm getting excited..."

The pills had begun to rapidly decompose in the stomach and were absorbed by the mucosa, then penetrated the blood-brain barrier through capillaries and began to attack the neurons in his brain.

He was losing control of his body. He was looking directly at the shadowless lamp, and his expression became stiff and a little distorted. It wasn't that he wanted to do this, but that he couldn't do anything.

In less than a minute, his brain activity completely stopped, and then a large amount of data began to appear on the screen next to him.

"This is what his memory looks like after it is converted into data..."

A large amount of data is constantly refreshed, but these data are all "dead data". What it looked like when it was read and saved, it still looks like now.

The scrolling lasted for about two minutes and finally came to an end temporarily.

Aurora raised her hand and pointed at the screen, and suddenly a letter began to scroll, constantly changing letters or numbers or symbols that people couldn't understand and had never seen before.

It's like there's a kind of magic, or it's contagious, and the characters next to it start to roll, and gradually spread to the surroundings.

Eventually, the entire screen and all the data began to scroll quickly and with a special rhythm.

After a total of six minutes passed, the scientist who had been deemed dead suddenly regained control of his body.

“Is this what it feels like to be digital?” He felt a little surprised. “Now I suddenly understand why philosophy is so troublesome!”

He sat up awkwardly, "It's like I'm wearing a condom, and there's a layer of film between me and the world!"

"I don't like this feeling very much. I heard that there is a medicine that can solve this problem?"

He could barely stand up as he spoke, "Then, our experiments cannot stop..."

Some people started to applaud, and more people started to applaud, and even Lynch clapped to show his respect.

The next step was to prepare for entering the subspace. They built a small test platform, which was filled with various experimental props.

Then install a high-frequency energy jumping engine on it and start continuously attacking the cosmic wall.

It lasted for several days, but the wall of the universe was not penetrated. At first, everyone faced this sacred moment with a feeling and attitude similar to witnessing the history of science.

But now, the excitement has dissipated, and the only thought left in my mind is "Why can't he get over?"

Fortunately, it did not arrive as late as expected. During a normal energy release process, a white light suddenly flashed, and the scientist and his experimental platform disappeared.

Then a message came back from the subspace - safe arrival.

At this time, in the gorgeous and fantastic subspace, the light radiation produced by countless starlights and energy rays is refracted through the two cosmic walls, making the subspace that originally had no wonders become colorful.

The scientist was dazed for a while, and then began to do experiments.

He wasn't used to the body he was in now - a robot, but what made him weird was that he could control the robot's body better than his own.

He started to do some small physics experiments. This process was not long. For a great scientist, except for getting the most basic things wrong two or three times every time, almost the entire process was completed without any setbacks.

He discovered an unpleasant situation. The rules regarding energy had not changed much, but the physical rules that had nothing to do with energy had undergone different changes.

When he opened his electronic notebook and was about to record these things, he suddenly saw an "unfinished item."

He opened the matter, and there was only one sentence in it——

Observe the coordinates for the first time after entering the subspace...,...,..., there is an observation object waiting to be perfected.

He remembered that a certain researcher said that there seemed to be matter here, but he was not sure.

He found the electronic observation instrument, entered the coordinates, and pressed OK.

The next second, there was a glowing light on something dark...