Cyber Heroes

Hearing this title, Matsushima Hiro closed the door calmly, and then asked: "Who are you?"

"Haven't you heard it yet? It's me, Hongjun. Listen to this familiar voice..."

"Is that the hero who was charging at my house three years ago?" Matsushima Hiro relaxed his posture slightly. He was a little dissatisfied: "Why is it always you?"

"Why can't it be me?" Xiang Shan spread his hands and said, "And I didn't charge it this time. You want me to charge your house."

This is the truth. Hiroshi Matsushima's house is just a solar panel on the roof, and then connected to the power of a small local self-organized group. Compared with the maximum output of the fission furnace, this amount of electricity is really not worth mentioning.

Xiangshan could just connect a wire from his body to power all the home appliances in Matsushima Hiro's house.

Matsushima Hiro said: "No need. I think I will be in trouble if I meet you. I am a martial artist who is afraid of trouble."

"Hey, master, why were you not afraid of trouble when you went to the insect missile position with Brother Wang, the single-killer?"

"The sooner things here are completed, the sooner he leaves, and the safer I am." Matsushima Hiro said: "So please don't expect me to do anything for you, hero."

Xiang Shan shook his finger: "I have two more things here. I'm sure you will help me."

"I won't attack the patrons."

"I don't want you to do it yet." Xiang Shan said: "First thing first, I need to train external skills in this city."

"train?"

Xiang Shan said frankly: "I have been lurking for a while, practicing my internal strength. Now my internal strength has improved to a higher level. But practicing internal strength comes with the risk of degradation of other skills and memory. On the way here, I carefully examined all aspects of my own skills. There is no obvious regression in skills and combat awareness. However, it is difficult to determine without comparison only with external skills."

In fact, external skills also have some universal and quantitative standards. For example, the speed of neural reflexes, or the number and activity of brain neural circuits.

But these responses are at the tactical level and reaction level.

The more holistic level, that is, the level of "martial arts" itself is difficult to test.

However, there are some chips that can simulate the process of fighting through AR or VR technology. But for a warrior of Xiangshan's level, ordinary virtual systems cannot keep up.

Trying a move with Matsushima Hiroshi was more objective.

Matsushima Hiro quickly understood. The reason why he has been reluctant to practice internal strength is because of this concern. Danase will wash out the already formed brain circuits.

In the process of practicing internal strength, new brain nerve connections will occupy the space of the original connections.

As for Matsushima Hiroshi's external skills, no one knows whether he can suddenly develop brain circuits with the same or similar functions after the space where the original brain circuits were occupied is occupied.

Matsushima Hiro stretched out a hand, and Xiangshan extended his hand as well. The two looked as if they were about to shake hands, but in the end they slapped each other.

Both of their arms shook slightly.

"It feels... very subtle." Matsushima Hiro said: "Maybe there is a slight regression, but it shouldn't be a big problem."

"I have to keep improving." Xiang Shan sighed: "I will pay the tuition according to the rules of the martial arts school."

"Since it follows the rules of the martial arts school, it is not considered a favor." Matsushima Hiro said: "But only my level can promote you. Just buy the 'Fusion VIP Course' directly on the website."

"Oh, can I get a discount if I buy a few classes at a time?"

"...Buy ten courses at a time and get a 50% discount, and a 10% discount for twenty courses."

"By analogy, if you purchase two hundred classes at one time, will it be free?"

Matsushima Hiro was choked up: "...20% off, thank you. It's a free course, unless you join the martial arts gym and play several matches for the martial arts gym."

Xiang Yatou rubbed his chin: "This class is quite expensive..."

"No credit. I'll teach as many lessons as I can." Matsushima Hiroshi said matter-of-factly.

"OK, I'll take a look later. Actually, I have one more thing to do this time." Xiang Shan said: "Where is the little guy who broke into the Methodist Building with me? He is not in your server now. Ah. Now you have him stored directly in your body?"

Matsushima Hiro closed his eyes.

After a moment, his prosthetic eye went out, then lit back up.

"This friend, are you looking for me?" "Little Brother" cupped his hand: "It happened three years ago, thank you very much."

Xiang Shan said: "I came here this time to ask you a few questions. You..."

Xiang Shan opened his mouth. But another impulse seemed to take over his speech faculties. The original manuscript was disrupted.

Xiang Shan was silent for a moment and asked, "Is your master Turing? Is Zhu Xinyu okay?"

Xiangshan's internal energy has covered every inch of this area. At the same time, he also checked all possible corners of the room to confirm that there were no uncontrolled listening devices. That's why he dared to say those words.

The "little brother" was also silent for a moment: "You seem to have practiced the Way of the Other three years ago, and you have a deep relationship with our lineage. But senior, you shouldn't ask about this kind of thing, and neither does this 'I' here." Relevant information."

Xiang Shan stood up: "Is she in Jupiter now? Jupiter is one of the areas with the highest defense for the protectors. Except for King Agni, the second best internal energy master in the world, other levels are unfamiliar with the earth. Is she there?"

"I don't know. The personality overlay here doesn't retain relevant data."

"So, tell me, how is she doing now?"

"Little brother" hesitated: "At least as far as I know, she... is safe at the moment."

"As long as it's safe." Xiang Shan nodded, relaxed a little, and then sat down, "Yes. Very good. So who are you? What is your code name? Altair 8800? Atari 800? PDP-6 ?LISP?"

"this……"

"Then, let me ask another question..." Xiang Shan raised his hand, covered his face, and then wiped it slowly.

His prosthetic eyes emitted a faint blue light: "Tell me, did 'we' meet on a certain orbital server eighty years ago?"

"What..." The little brother was suddenly startled: "What do you mean? Orbital server? Which one? Why?"

"It seems that you know this?" Xiangshan tilted his head and approached his little brother: "Are you the kid who helped her run errands? Or were you the one who solved the problem? You should be aware of it, right? Similar technology does not only exist in your hands. The original 'that me' also provided quite a lot of experimental data."

"Although I didn't understand what you meant..." the little brother said in a alert tone, "but the preset program told me that you said something remarkable...you..."

"Oh, one more thing. You actually did it during the psychological self-examination program..."

Note: The code names of Zhu Xinyu’s disciples are all famous computer models in history.

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