Deep Space Fleet

After Zhang Yuan completed the data analysis, he sent reports to outside researchers one after another. These young doctors were shocked, because the other party would send out a report almost every ten minutes!

The speed with which they read these reports and test the results is actually not as fast as the production speed of others. What is the work? The other party can handle all the data analysis by himself!

"It's really unbelievable. Have you seen it? With this speed of research output, there will be no gaps in the middle, no boredom, and no fatigue... This is a miracle!"

"If there is nothing wrong, please don't bother Professor Zhang. Just record everything you observe."

These young doctors are all watching with great interest, the most high-end "masterpiece of technology" in the history of new human civilization.

"No wonder those professors are so fanatical..."

"Actually, I'm a bit like this...even if I abandon some of the current desires of human beings."

"I want, too!"

"I...I have to think about it."

The young doctor is conflicted because he is in the middle of a sweet love affair and adores his partner.

He was a little afraid that after the transformation, he would suddenly lose this desire and dislike the other party.

This kind of dislike actually has a certain probability, because the love mechanism of NT new human beings is more inclined to resonance at the ideological level rather than attraction at the physical level. Of course, he can also set up some corresponding thinking modules to produce a certain degree of physical desire... But it is always a bit awkward from the psychological level.

"Dr. Ding, what are you thinking about? Could it be that you gave up on reformation because of your new girlfriend? This is picking sesame seeds and losing watermelons, and the number of places for reformation in a year is only in double digits."

"Understandable, understandable, Dr. Ding may not be able to overcome the instinctive biological desire."

"Your girlfriend is so beautiful, you shouldn't give up."

Several colleagues made a joke, which made the young doctor's face flush, and he didn't know how to refute.

At this moment, a piece of information suddenly jumped out on the screen. The attention of these staff was quickly attracted to another place.

After a while, after a discussion, a worker typed: "Professor Zhang, I would like to excuse you, but the other 8 experimenters have woken up one after another, and their condition is not as good as yours... Currently We are in a state of 3 times the speed of thinking, but a series of risks have emerged, so we have no further experiments."

"Do you have any good suggestions for this?"

"Is it possible to do data analysis on this."

Zhang Yuan stopped the work at hand, of course he was not very happy to be disturbed.

He believes that he should complete the parallel multi-process work as soon as possible, so that he will not be disturbed rashly.

He also recorded that he was "not very happy". Any emotional fluctuations are a good reference for human beings.

Zhang Yuan typed a string of text: "What's wrong?"

"One experimenter had excessive emotional fluctuations; several others showed autistic tendencies and refused to communicate. There was also an experimenter who didn't know why, and when his thinking speed reached twice that of ordinary people, analysis appeared."

"Send the data over here, and I'll deal with the abnormality. Anyway, I'm idle, I hope they can recover sooner."

Zhang Yuan frowned, thinking incessantly in his mind.

It was expected that this would happen. Before the experiment, Zhang Yuan designed the modification method for himself, while the rest of the experimenters could only design it for him.

Due to differences in personal memory and personality modules, there are always some subtle differences. So Zhang Yuan can speed up to two hundred times at present, and the rest can only reach the level of three times.

The female doctor sent the information over with a complicated expression. As a newly graduated doctor, she has only started this job for a few months, so she is a little scared and a bit projected about this unknown state.

After about half an hour, a large number of dense data streams appeared on the screen, and the speed was horribly fast. These were the data output by Professor Zhang, and at least 300 assistants were needed to keep up with this speed.

"This is the future form of our human beings, hahaha! It is estimated that these problems can be solved overnight. In the past, it may have taken several months!"

A young expert next to him fell into frenzy mode again.

"But... will the public really accept it?" The girl asked, "From a philosophical point of view, is the past Professor Zhang... dead?"

She looked back at the hibernation chamber. What was frozen inside was Zhang Yuan's body. After losing his self-awareness, he had become a vegetable.

The new Zhang Yuan has been uploaded to the computer, realizing the first step of thinking transformation.

There is a huge difference between the past and the present. No matter how smart Zhang Yuan was in the past, there was no qualitative change, and he was still in the category of human beings, but now...she really felt that she had completely exceeded that boundary. Regular humans would never be able to catch up.

"Don't worry about it so much! Maybe you didn't sleep, and you died once in the past?"

"It is not necessary for everyone to accept it. We have an alliance, don't we? It is actually acceptable to have one more species..."

The supporter whispered: "Those who don't accept this kind of transformation continue to be traditional humans, and those who accept it will become NT new humans. If we want to make a qualitative change, we need to abandon some population..."

"I want everyone to accept change, do you think it is possible? A population of 1 billion."

The girl understood what this colleague meant, the alliance is still the original alliance, but in the future, human beings may split into two...

All in all, humans in the past and humans in the future can still coexist.

But for some reason, she couldn't help shivering... Is this a kind of worry about a more powerful species, or... the fear instinct that humans have when facing a higher-level creature?

Is the meaning of human existence really to create a more powerful species?

I don't know, since I have taken this step, no matter what, I still have to go forward, whether I am confused or apprehensive, I have to continue to move forward, and it is impossible to go back.

maybe……

After thinking for a long time, she couldn't come up with a reason, so she could only continue with the work at hand.

One night passed quickly...

When Ichiro Yamamoto and other scientific research experts went back to work, they suddenly found that most of the data analysis work has been completely processed by Zhang Yuan, and they only need to carry out these things.

Of course, due to safety regulations, Zhang Yuan currently only has the authority to sort out the data, but cannot operate the instruments in the laboratory.

"Haha, Old Zhang, I'm really surprised!"

"I completed 1,600 hours of work in 8 hours, without getting tired or tired... This kind of efficiency is really too high! You are simply a perfect tool man!"

"In the past, it might take a week to clean up the lab."

Yamamoto was naturally enthusiastic about this, and shook his head resolutely, sighing.

Yes, the mission of mankind ends here.

"Tool man?" A professor said bluntly, "If the experiment is successful, I think NT new humans should be given more political rights!"

"Such a brand-new species can only lead itself. Why should humans lead NT new humans? It's like monkeys leading humans. After a long time, humans will inevitably resist."

Someone quickly smoothed things over: "Okay, okay, let's not talk about politics for now. This is a very sensitive topic. Let's just talk about science here."

Yamamoto asked: "How do you feel this night? Several experimenters have great mood swings!"

"It's not too boring. The work of data sorting can bring a small sense of accomplishment. Because it involves unknown knowledge, I feel happy." Zhang Yuan replied: "I don't seem to realize that I need to rest... I I think it’s time to rest for a while now.”

"By the way, I also wrote some emotional reports in the middle."

Zhang Yuan stretched his waist in the virtual world, and then enjoyed a golden spicy chicken grilled fragrant rice burger. Food isn't a must, it's entertainment.

"The greater sense of accomplishment is to explore and discover more unknown things. If we encounter an unknown civilization, and this civilization is different from what we have encountered before, it may arouse greater interest."