Data Wasteland

About two hours ago…

White Elephant City, White Tower College, World Network Center.

Fo Yongqi, a scholar on duty, was nestled in his office, leaning his slightly bloated body on the duty chair, with half a bottle of champagne, a goblet and a large bag of skewers on the table.

The rich barbecue aroma permeates the house. Since he accepted a good apprentice, his life has become more and more nourishing.

This apprentice is none other than Chen Xing, Lord Chen. Now the hottest real power star, sitting on the largest kingdom in the world, and at the same time has the support of two king-level powerhouses, and both of them are supreme in the sky and have the highest strength. sky.

Just a few days ago, the dean invited him to the dormitory to have tea and talk, and told him earnestly that he should have more relationship with Master Chen, so that Master Chen would have a sense of belonging to Baita Academy, just like his alma mater.

Even if he is a scholar on duty, as the dean of the guardian of the world, it is not easy to see. It was a great honor to be invited to the small dormitory for tea and chat.

He felt that he was one step closer to the vice president.

But then again, he has not contacted Master Chen so far. Mainly because the status of the two sides is somewhat awkward. Master Chen is only his apprentice in name. The other party has not really learned anything from him, but he is also a mentor. If he poses too low in front of the other party, it will humiliate the academy, and if he poses too high, he is afraid of offending the other party. No matter what he did, there seemed to be a problem, so he didn't get in touch to avoid embarrassment to each other.

Unless Chen Xing took the initiative to look for him, he would be exempt if he could.

Fo Yongqi glanced at the clock hanging on the opposite wall. It was 3:30 in the afternoon, more than two hours before the shift.

When he thought of having an appointment with the young and beautiful Heita student girl at night, a wave of heat rushed up from under him, making his brain congested and excited.

He picked up the wine glass and drank the champagne with ice cubes in one breath. Suddenly, a cold feeling spread down his throat, colliding with the rising heat. Sigh, very comfortable.

Putting down the wine glass, he put his hands on his stomach and leaned back on the chair, intending to take a nap.

But just as he closed his eyes and was about to go to sleep, a sharp and long flute sounded outside.

"Ugh..."

The voice was long and loud and annoying. Although he tried to close his eyes and ignore it, the high-pitched voice still got into his ears and stimulated his brain all the time.

"What the **** are those guys doing outside?"

The scholar on duty complained, "The alarm doesn't look like an alarm, it's noisy!"

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and his body froze, as if his hands and feet were frozen in an instant, and he still maintained a posture of getting up. I saw his pupils gradually dilate, and cold sweat came out at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He remembered that this was a special alert in the event of a major crisis.

In two hundred years, it has only sounded twice, and this is the third time. So he didn't react for a while, thinking it was some accident caused by the researchers outside.

With a shiver all over his body, he woke up and hurriedly lowered his head to find his slippers.

"Bang!"

As soon as he found a slipper, the door of the office on duty was violently slammed open, and a researcher in a white coat rushed in, looking extremely flustered, "No, something big!"

"The main brain is down!"

"At first we thought it was just a regular restart to clear redundant data, a ten-second thing."

"But, ten minutes have passed now!

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"What did you say!" The scholar on duty widened his eyes, so shocked that he forgot the other slipper, pushed the researcher away, and rushed out with one bare foot.

For more than 200 years, such a thing has never happened to the supercomputer "Nova", which is the main brain of human beings. Downtime of more than ten seconds is a major event, let alone ten minutes now.

A ten-minute shutdown of the main brain will have an impact on human society no less than a large tsunami.

"Since just now, the main brain has been in a shutdown state."

"We have tried at least more than 30 methods, but the main brain still cannot be restarted."

The researcher of the surveillance center reports to the hurriedly arriving academics on duty.

Realizing the importance of the matter, Fo Yongqi immediately ordered, "Notify all the scholars on duty to be present and report the situation to the dean!"

"Continue to check the cause and figure out what's causing the problem!"

The main brain crashes, which is unprecedented. As an intelligent life form, Nova has always been stable in operation, and has never had such a huge flaw.

He suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, maybe the worries of the bankers have become a reality!

More than two hundred years ago, the popular network system with "Nova" as the computing core was launched. Bankers refused to mount the money system under Nova. They claimed that Nova was "an alien life with huge risks". So it took half a century to independently develop the "housekeeper" system and create a capital circulation network, which is the current money network, dark network, and copper net.

However, the White Tower Academy also created a backup main brain "Hela" so that it can be replaced in the event of a problem with Nova.

Thinking of this, the scholars on duty felt a lot more at ease.

After a while, more than a dozen scholars on duty arrived in a hurry. They are generally the same as the one-footed Fo Yongqi, some are wearing pajamas, some are shaved halfway, some have soap bubbles on their hair, and some have tomato juice on the corners of their mouths, in short, they are the first time rushed to the scene.

"How is the situation?" "Is the power supply stable!" "Is it possible that it is caused by data redundancy?" "The cable below was replaced a few years ago?" "The possibility of a line failure is unlikely."

"I want to know the operation of the backup power supply!" "Start the maintenance channel inspection process!" "Will there be a problem with the cooling system?"

The scholars on duty were chattering about each other and put forward their guesses one after another.

"We've tried all the usual methods, let's go underground and see what's going on."

"Who is the scholar on duty today, let him issue the certificate of overhaul of the main brain!" "It's time, let's take care of the broken procedures!" "Everyone is here, no need to issue it, let's go!"

The great scholars swarmed into the deep elevator, and rushed to the deep underground, where the main brain Nova was in the engine room.

A few minutes later, the scholars held the emergency lights and walked through a large area of ​​equipment and pipelines to the location of the main brain.

I saw them collectively raised their heads, opened their mouths wide, and stared, as if they had seen something incredible.

The iron chain that had penetrated the body of the mechanical maid and hung it in mid-air was empty, and there was nothing on it.

Thousands of pipelines that were previously connected to half of the mechanical body were moved to a row of cabinets next to them. At this moment, the cabinets were in a state of short circuit with sparks.

Seeing such a scene, everyone understands that this is where the mastermind crashed, but the mastermind escaped from prison!

And looking at the surrounding situation, it has been a while since the other party left. Before leaving, I also made a temporary substitute, that is, the row of cabinets, to delay the time of discovery.

At this moment, there is a question in everyone's mind - how did she escape under the eyes of four legends and thousands of managers?

Under such a security configuration, even a fly cannot fly away. How did she repair her body and escape from here?

"Discover the underground tunnel!"

The researchers who rushed down quickly found the corridor in the corner.

"She seems to have manipulated some kind of mutant creature that is good at digging."

"Abyss termites, abyss termites!" A researcher picked up an arm-length insect arthropod and immediately determined the species of the digging creature.

"My God, how can there be abyss termites here!"

"How could Nova communicate with mutant creatures?" "Maybe it happened to be dug through..."

"The main brain is gone, what can I do?" Everyone shook their heads, feeling disturbed, dizzy and unable to think.

About 20 minutes later, Dean Ramsden arrived at the scene, and everyone immediately had a backbone and gathered around the guardian of the world.

"Dean, you're finally here!" "We're so anxious to wait for you!" "Nova has disappeared, leaving behind a pile of junk units, what should we do now?"

Ramsden pondered for a while, stroked his gray beard, and sighed slowly, "Maybe it's time to set her free..."

Then his eyes narrowed and he said loudly, "Transfer the data immediately and let Hila go online!"

Everyone's eyes suddenly lit up, and they were eager to try.

Years of preparation are for this moment. Humans will completely get rid of their dependence on otherworldly mechanical life and enter a new era.

However, they soon discovered a new disaster, an irreversible one!

When the bad news came, everyone was stunned.

The Mingwang database was destroyed, and the data accumulated for more than 200 years disappeared.

The Hella unit was damaged by unknown factors and could not be started.

However, these two points are not the most critical.

If the database is gone, it can be re-established, and Hella can also be re-written.

To top it all off, the satellite network that spanned the globe was paralyzed.

After testing, it was not the physical damage to the satellite or the communication base station, but an unexplained interference turbulence in the network signal, which made data transmission impossible.

Simply put, it means that humans cannot continue to use traditional network technologies, and unless there is a new data transmission mode, the network can no longer be used.

Scholars soon discovered that not just network signals, but all data signals were disrupted and could not function properly. Not to mention the network, even the TV can't be used normally.

In just two hours, human beings seem to have returned to primitive times, and communication has become extremely difficult.

"Great, the analog signal can still be used normally!"

After half an hour of testing, scholars found that analog radios, wired telephones, and wireless telegraphy 700 years ago could still be used normally.

The scholars on duty suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. At least human beings have not returned to the era of relying on beacon fires to transmit information.

"Broadcast to the world over long waves."

"We have an unprecedented communications crisis, but it's nothing compared to the cataclysm five hundred years ago."

"We will be united to get through this dark time together!"