Cyber Heroes

This was decades before Borshu mourned the mountains.

Xiang Shan walked to the door of a warehouse and kicked the door open.

Inside the gate is a group of gangsters.

In other words, a group of Xiangshan.

Xiang Shan had already drawn the weapon in his hand. To be safe, these gang members are not equipped with very good martial arts algorithms. If they really want to fight, he can beat them.

But the other party is also "Xiangshan" after all and should not be underestimated.

His next instructions will destroy those guys' lives. Those guys may also have a "survival instinct." Over the years, under the influence of various pharmaceuticals, those false personality coverings have imprinted the imprint of "Xiang Shan" into the brains of those already dead creatures, so it is impossible to guarantee that they have no survival instinct.

Although Xiangshan has the back-up to control these "self", he does not dare to gamble. This kind of thing should never be gambled on.

The guys were immersed in reading documents. Several people raised their heads and asked, "What happened?"

"Emergency." Xiang Shan said: "Execute the final uninstallation procedure."

Several gangsters looked at each other in shock.

One of them asked: "Is this necessary?"

"In a few hours... maybe even a few minutes, Jakub will target this city. We can't hide it from him," Xiang Shan said.

Another "shadow" asked: "Why don't you run away?"

"For some reason, I must choose to die believably in front of Jakub. Only in this way will he stop certain actions."

"The possibility of one of us dying as a substitute?"

"It doesn't exist." Xiang Shan shook his head and said, "How can you appear in front of Jakub? Impossible. I will fight to the death to prevent this from happening."

So, one of the gang members stood up, silently walked to the corner, picked up the liquid fuel, and splashed it around.

Another person quickly took to the Internet and started spreading this instruction.

Others began to smash suspicious instruments in an orderly manner and remove the storage units in the equipment.

The remaining people stood on the opposite side of Xiangshan: "There are some things that you have to do yourself. This will make the scars on our bodies look more reasonable."

Xiang Shan nodded.

A member of the gang stood opposite Xiang Shan and used the infrared signal from the prosthetic eye to transmit the data into Xiang Shan's body.

Xiang Shan shook his head: "This is all meaningless..."

He had just made a quick trip to the Black Valley of Old Hammers. That memory has been uploaded. After "that upload" and until his death, he will never have another chance to upload his memories.

"No, it's meaningful." Xiangshan smiled, "This is the meaning of our birth."

At this moment, a violent whistling sound came from above. That was the sound of the giant orbital capsule airborne.

"They have already assembled the vanguard." Xiangshan's face changed: "There's no time to explain. Come on."

The other fake personality masks also picked up weapons and hit the people around them mercilessly.

Xiang Shan confirmed the message that the file reception was completed, then nodded and smashed it out with a stick.

The guy's entire brain immediately deformed.

Next came sixteen false personality masks and sixteen stick swings.

There is a false personality covering that ignites the fuel on the ground before death. The fire is already burning.

Xiangshan ran out quickly.

Not all gang members stay inside the stronghold; some walk outside to keep the gang running.

He must kill every gang member he meets while leaving his footprints everywhere.

Only in this way can you hide it from others.

Time is running out.

Soon there was a commotion. Hartmann seemed to have begun to lay siege to the city.

Almost at the same time, a public message appeared on the local network.

Xiangshan naturally saw it too.

Hartmann's request was that Xiangshan die in front of him. He must confirm Xiangshan's death.

Xiang Shan calculated the countdown.

fine……

At least they can get rid of their false personality overlays.

He came to the second gang stronghold. The false personality masks in this stronghold have started killing each other efficiently according to the instructions, and less than half of them are dead.

The rest also used bullets and fists to leave some traces that looked like battles on the wall.

Xiangshan nodded at the remaining personality masks and quickly headed to the third stronghold.

Then the fourth...the fifth...

While handing over the gang strongholds to Shanqing, news kept coming.

The new lord, who had only been in office for three years, tried to escape from the city of Delacruz in a vehicle, but was shot down by King Agni outside the atmosphere. King Agni did not allow anyone to leave the city.

"It seems that he is really anxious." Xiang Shan thought: "What was exposed on Xinyu's side... or on my side? Did he see the feasibility of 'computer control of the human brain'? He also realized this Technology is dangerous, so you want to kill it at all costs?”

Xiang Shan thought this way and joined Peng Da, a gang member walking on the street. He quickly broke the gangster's neck, then took out the storage device and crushed it with his foot.

Soon, King Agni gave the conditions.

"Guys like Xiang Shan must go to the specified coordinates to die."

Otherwise, the human protector would destroy the entire city.

What a scary guy.

Xiang Shan sighed. He saw the countdown. After silently estimating the time, Xiangshan breathed a sigh of relief. He did have time to kill all the gangsters before leaving.

All traces of this technology must be destroyed. This technology can be born, but it must not fall into the hands of people like Hartman.

However, looking at those countdowns, Xiang Shan showed melancholy.

The part of memory preserved underground may be able to return to the next Xiangshan many years later.

However, since he left that secret room, all the memories he has now are destined to be unable to be saved.

This part of the memory only lasts a little more than a few hours. It was slightly more than half an hour longer than the countdown given by Hartman.

This memory alone does not belong to "Martial Ancestor Xiangshan" nor to "Next Xiangshan".

"So...is this memory the only one that counts as 'me'?" Xiangshan thought.

But he still went to the next stronghold non-stop.

There is no time to lament. Xiangshan saw from the surveillance that other knights had already claimed that they entered the metal aerosol from Xiangshan.

The "surrogate death" of those knights seems to be of little significance now. Hartman seems to have a way of identifying Xiangshan. All the ordinary warriors were killed.

As pointless as this move is,...

They are all good people.

Xiangshan was very anxious. Perhaps every second he slows down, a fellow Jianghu comrade will die because of "substitute death". ,

Must be faster.

Green Forest had already set fire to the warehouse he usually used. The contents inside were also blown up.

This can also give the illusion that Xiang Shan is at war with those gangsters. Their last-minute battle, art and grudges boil over.

Everything is reasonable.

Xiangshan shot and killed several fake personality masks in the streets and alleys who had no time to enter the bunker.

After eliminating them, Xiang Shan inquired about the surrounding activities.

People had gathered and shouted for help. They are asking a knight to save them.

Xiangshan sighed slightly and headed to the last stronghold.

Within the stronghold, the false personality masks of the Shadow Gang have completed most of the work of killing each other. The remaining people even buried detonators into the wall, preparing to completely blow it up.

However, unexpectedly, before Xiangshan finished the cleaning work, Adong came over.

"Xiang Shan..." Among the ruins, A-Dong said straight to the point: "Escape."

"What?"

"Escape. You must have a way." A Dong shouted, "You are a great knight during the War of Ascension, the ancestor of martial arts..."

"The opposite side is also the Great Eagle Dog from the War of Ascension, a man of extremely strong internal strength." Xiang Shan shrugged and smashed a storage device with a long stick.

"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!" A Dong suddenly became excited. She shouted loudly: "You are..."

Xiang Shan thought for a moment and said: "The collective memory compiled by this gang may become the seeds of the green forest, so it must be carefully eliminated."

This is the most realistic reason he can give.

Xiang Shan looked at the silver star looming above the dome and said calmly: "The 'old friends' over there only gave me this little time, and I can't do anything else. Just think of it as making a little more contribution to my hometown in this life." Bar."

A Dong seemed completely unable to accept all this. She knelt on the ground: a 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.”

The two argued fiercely for a few more words. It seems that A Dong still cannot accept this result.

Xiang Shan sighed and pulled off the magnetic core fabric that he had prepared long ago: "This is the magnetic core fabric. The content inside is a few magnetic links." Xiang Shan said: "This is the only thing I have thought about in my life. , it’s a pity that it has been lost. I haven’t had time to verify its power, but even from the perspective of ‘Xiang Shan’, it is a good concept. If it is polished in battle, it will be optimized to a stronger point.”

A Dong seemed even more broken down. She held the fabrics and cried.

But prosthetic eyes do not have lacrimal glands to provide tears.

Xiangshan finally had no choice but to harden his heart and hack into his friend's prosthetic body.

"No... you can't..." A Dong screamed: "Xiang Shan, stop it... No, you can't... A noble knight cannot force others! You can't!"

But A-Dong's prosthetic body stood up on its own.

Tomorrow I will go to Nanjing to participate in a science fiction forum organized by the Future Bureau. Updates may be unstable in the next few days. I hope you can forgive me. (But anyway, it’s just the end of one chapter, a reflection and the usual day off...)