Cyber Heroes

People must be afraid of the dark.

Humans are diurnal animals, and their senses are specialized for the day. At night, there are too many hunters [such as the many nocturnal cat killers] who can kill them in an instant. Ancient ancestors had to resort to fire and crowds to protect themselves.

People who are afraid of the dark will instinctively lean close to firelight in the middle of the night.

People who are not afraid of the dark are much less likely to inherit genes related to not being afraid of the dark.

What humans fear is not darkness, but "losing awareness of their surroundings."

When humans lack information about their surrounding environment, they believe that they are facing things or environments that are insurmountable, uncontrollable, and unknowable. At this time, he will instinctively think of death, life-threatening things or environments.

For ancient man, he had to learn to associate "a clump of swaying grass" with "a tiger lurking in the grass." Perhaps nine times out of ten, this association is to scare yourself. But if that hominid ever escaped predators, it would be more likely that he would 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 speed up, their body temperature will rise, and adrenaline will be secreted. This is the body's preparation for "escape." Although sometimes, this will speed up the loss of physical strength and reduce the probability of the trapped person being rescued. But the human body was, after all, designed for hunting and hunting on the prairie, and natural selection would not take into account that modern humans tens of thousands of years from now would need to go down mines or be trapped in elevators.

Of course, this is the age of natural man.

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

As long as a person's prosthetic eyes, prosthetic ears, and network card are all forced offline, the modified person will also fall into great fear and even madness.

But humans have the ability to overcome instinct after all.

Zheng Lunnao's consciousness was wandering in the darkness.

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

After that, Dr. Hu told him that if he still wanted to live here, he would continue to endure this kind of thing. All of them bear the mark of sin. If you dare to escape, you will be hunted by the rangers' dragnet. Even if you search for relevant information on the Internet, you may be rushed into your home by asylum seekers and knocked down... No, maybe what you learn on the Internet in the future is a "customized version" of wrong knowledge for you, which can kill you at a critical moment. The kind of fate.

King Agni had such power.

Commit suicide, risk your life and escape into the world, or... continue living and endure such things again and again.

From that day on, Zheng Lunnao made a choice.

He often used the excuse of "meditation" to ask his disciples to help him remove the chip. He often thinks in this state.

Gradually, he even realized the "tactile" difference between "thinking with a hard drive" and "thinking without a hard drive", and gradually learned how to avoid brain areas directly connected to output devices and how to prevent his thoughts from being taken away.

Zheng Lunnao didn't know that he had actually rediscovered one of the "origins of internal strength" unintentionally.

Neigong was not suddenly invented by the ancestor of Neigong. Before the birth of internal skills, many geeks consciously used implantable devices to exercise their programming abilities. Just like countless tributaries converging into one big river, these results eventually became world-shaking technologies.

And there is a certain probability that people without foundation will rediscover these early techniques through brutal meditation training. In a sense, this can be regarded as a "god-given skill."

But this kind of "reinventing the wheel" is of little significance to masters of internal skills. The rough internal force born in the early meditation method is far inferior to the training method improved by scientific thinking.

For Zheng Lunnaou, this is just right.

Real internal strength will have an instinctive counterattack after being hacked. This is easily noticed.

Hacking technology itself is difficult to apply in ordinary life and production scenarios. Those who master this technology will be regarded as potential rebels by default.

There is no neurological activity in Zheng Lunnao's body like that of a conventional internal strength practitioner. Even King Agni's students didn't notice that this guy could circumvent his control to a certain extent.

But Zheng Lunnao is not completely immune to the harm of darkness.

He just used memories to evoke the past.

To the instrument, this is a nerve impulse similar to dreaming. Maybe this guy has been scared to pieces.

Zheng Lunnao could only consolidate his mind over and over again in his memories.

——I must be more...

The story begins with several huge fireballs falling from the sky. The hundred-meter-tall steel structure turned out to be a landing capsule, and the huge shock-absorbing structure only protected the drone army inside it. Tens of thousands of drones... drones that may have nuclear batteries inside, fell off from those landing pods like floating dust and began to surround the city.

The landing module also gave off a silvery mist. It was an aerosol called "Tiehua". The drone emits a powerful magnetic field, which drives the spread of these aerosols.

Panic began to spread. There were many people trying to escape the city. But they were quickly shot down by weapons carried by the drone swarm.

This killing is indiscriminate.

There are some patron masters and scientific research knight masters who want to leave the city with their own aircraft.

However, their aircraft either crashed inexplicably in mid-air, or were killed by "lines of fire" falling from the sky.

According to King Agni, the "suspected Xiangshan person" could be anywhere and could be disguised as any individual. He might even be a master at controlling battleships for the lord, the brain attached to the aircraft.

He will not let any individual go.

--I need courage……

That was a story decades ago.

In panic, the lord conveyed King Agni's will.

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

"The guy suspected of Xiangshan" please leave the city and go to the designated place in the wilderness to die.

Otherwise, King Agni will blow up the city.

The patrons from above began to ask the untouchables to cry out. They led the people to cry and pray for help from a knight.

"If any of you know that guy..." the lord begged, "If you know the relevant clues... please find him and plead with him! Save this city!"

time is limited. The countdown starts with only a few hours

Some people started running crazy in the streets. Fear breeds violence, and violence breeds destruction.

Some local knights and warriors also started to take action. They try to pass themselves off as "Xiang Shan".

After all, it is too common for Cybermen to change their prosthetics. King Agni was not sure what the other party looked like.

But King Agni seemed to be sure of distinguishing individuals. Many warriors entered the area covered by Tiehua, trying to reach the designated location. However, the countdown never ends.

In this chaos, Zheng Lunnao also took action.

Although only a few years of conversation. Although "she" at that time may not be "he" now.

but……

Soon, Zheng Lunnao discovered something different on the chaotic street. Some warriors suspected of being gang members were killed by professional means. Judging from the marks on the body, the person who did it should be the same person.

Zheng Lunnao probably knew that that person was taking action.

——Is this some kind of self-rescue?

He even had some vague expectations.

After walking through many streets, he arrived at a gang's stronghold. He saw his goal.

A slender warrior with a prosthetic body slowly killed a gang member, pulled out the storage device from his head, and then yanked hard with a stick, causing the fragments to fly into a nearby burning fire. This warrior wears a hood, a cloak, and a scarf - this kind of warm clothing is very rare in this era.

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

He seemed to have an emotional breakdown.

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

The man leaned on the stick and looked up at the sky: "The 'old friend' over there only gave me this little time, and he can't do anything else. Just think of it as making a little more contribution to your hometown in this life."

"But what should you do..." The stranger knelt on the ground: "But what should 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 he shouldn't die for." Xiang Shan looked at the white streak on the horizon and said: "I would give my life a thousand times for this world... It's a pity that this kind of thing is not death." The more you do, the more you can succeed. It seems like this life is indeed coming to an end.”

"But...but..."

"Do not be sad, my friend. Just like in the past, 'I' will be reborn..."

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

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

He pulled off his hood, scarf and cloak.

"This is the magnetic core fabric. The content inside is a few magnetic links." Xiangshan said: "I have only thought about this a little bit in my life. It is a pity that it was lost. I didn't have time to verify the power, but even with 'Xiangshan' From a personal perspective, it can be said to be a good concept. If it is polished in battle, it will be optimized to a stronger point."

——In this life...in the future...will...

These keywords once again made Zheng Lunnao feel the pain.

Pay attention to details # (laughing)