I Have a Wolf Sword Saint System

"on purpose..."

　　 Langren's conscious body had no gods in his eyes, and he muttered to himself.

　　 "Prepare..."

　　 "Pioneer..."

　　 Strange words appeared in Langren's consciousness, and the black tentacles on the back of his neck swayed happily, and more slender tentacles slowly stretched out on this limb.

　　 Finally, the shimmer light on the limbs finally matched a certain frequency, Langren's consciousness was suddenly pulled back into his body, and the moment he opened his vision, the strange characters washed through his vision like a waterfall.

　　 That seems to be a world of data carriers?

　　 Langren raised his hand to hold the tentacles that stretched like an antenna, and controlled it to shrink back.

　　 "It turned out to be a symbiotic brain... the symbiotic brain is connected to my sea of ​​consciousness. It must be the characteristic of the control of the tactile information that has been transformed into activation by cognition?"

　　 Awareness connected to the signal data, Langren knew what an important door he had opened, and his fingers trembled with excitement.

　　 quickly left the basement, Langren returned to his room alone, locked the door, and put the watch on the table.

　　 A tentacle stretches out from the back of the erect neck, and the end is connected to the data interface.

　　 The mental power carefully extended along the symbiosis limbs, and what was displayed in front of his consciousness was a small data world, and this world appeared in front of him with an image rule that he could accept.

　　 He can clearly "see" that when the network is connected, many tiny data packets are constantly leaving and receiving.

　　 Washed by the huge data packets of the base station, Langren can now instinctively distinguish the type of information from the non-information frame.

　　 "It feels... amazing. There is an additional operation module in my consciousness, just like...Like Langlin's single accessible memory."

　　 "Cognitive assimilation... and information control, how can I intervene with them?"

Finally, Langren spent three or four hours in a blank space in the watch space, using his mental power to leave a string of meaningless words. If he wants to control this unowned data world, his first step is Leave your mark.

Just when Langren was sweating profusely and was about to take a break, he saw that the transmission channel in the "sky" suddenly appeared transmission, and a small data packet dropped in a certain area, and Langren's body also noticed When the watch vibrated.

　　 "Newsletter?"

　　 Langren's consciousness stretched over and unzipped the data packet.

　　 "The news of the cargo has already begun. It is about to arrive in Quanwan City. It is estimated that it will take at least one to two days for the shipment to be counted. Please make preparations soon."

　　 Arrived in Spring Bay? Quanwan is about two thousand kilometers away from here, right? Transported from the royal front, it takes a long time to walk through the gray road... Fortunately, I paid attention to this kind of knowledge when I was in the order barracks...

　　 After judging that there was enough time, Langren interrupted the contact with the watch, closed the room with the curtain, and inquired about the world's data programming on the watch.

　　 He does not need to learn this programming, he only needs to be familiar with the programming rules of the data world. With his A-level mental power and the symbiote's data mastery, it is enough to control the operation module of a small watch.

For the next two days, Langren locked himself in a dark room all day long. Langren, who possessed the A-level spirit, understood that data knowledge was very handy. After spending the first half day scanning the composition of the structural framework, his consciousness I was invested in the virtual world of the little watch without wasting a second.

　　 Sun and moon alternate, Langren finally mastered the system control of the watch module proficiently in the evening of the third day.

　　 He can now control any component in the data world as he wants in the state of "wiring". It can be said that he is now the artificial AI of this watch.

　　 "But..."

　　 However, Langren was not happy too early because he was not satisfied with the current results.

　　 He has worked hard for so long (only two days), just to make himself an artificial AI for a watch, isn't it a loss?

　　 Looking back on his life on this planet, how many times did he change his watch? How many data currencies have been lost? He couldn't count it himself.

　　Because of the frequent battles, the strength between himself and his opponents is getting stronger and stronger. The fragile watch is on his wrist, and it will be shattered by the afterwaves if he can barely last for a round. This means that he will frequently replace new communicators in the future.

"Then can I re-engrave the operation module of this thing into my sea of ​​consciousness? Then use the Symbiosis Brain for wireless data interaction when connecting to the Internet? Then I can use this module as I go anywhere. The medium comes to connect and intervene in the data world!"

There was a flash of inspiration in Langren's heart, and part of his consciousness was separated and entered into the sea of ​​consciousness. He remembered that the system had decomposed a talisman seal before, and that talisman seal contained a formula for "construction". Now that the formula has been absorbed by the sea of ​​consciousness, he should With the help of the system, this formula can be used to construct a [data frame] in the sea of ​​consciousness.

　　 "To be reasonable, your formula can strengthen the structure of a sea of ​​consciousness space. Such a simple data frame can definitely be synthesized, right?"

　　 Langren asked at the system.

　　 "Huh?" A fiery red figure appeared behind Langren, who turned out to be Karma Huo.

　　 "That's a good idea, I can play games if nothing happens in the future, give me one too!"

　　 Yehuo said with a thumbs up.

　　 The system was silent for a while before there was a movement:

　　 "The host's cognition is merged successfully, and it consumes 600 points to construct an electronic data framework."

　　 A red -600 rose from the experience slot, and a small black symbiosis limb floated from the deep sea of ​​consciousness.

I saw the tentacles gradually turned into phantoms, and several bright spots of light flashed out, and they spun into a hollow cube in front of Langren's eyes, only the size of a fist. Langren could clearly sense that this thing is closely related to the symbiotic brain. Inseparable connection.

"The symbiote has been in the state of [construction] since the last time, plus its own [data control] and upgradeable features, considering the lack of growth of the host, after spending 600 experience points of energy to build successfully~www .wuxiaspot.com~The strength of this framework is related to the level of the symbiotic brain."

　　 Langren looked at the modules in front of him with great joy, but he also noticed a key word of the system: cognitive merging.

　　 "Cognitive merger? What does it mean?"

"When it first came, there was a corresponding explanation: the template will have a better understanding of the world and change some skills. The real reality is not a rigid game. The host has successfully recognized the data world, and the system can be based on the host’s recognition. Knowing to carry out corresponding improvement processing when conditions permit."

　　. . . . . .

　　 Opening his naked eyes, Langren recovered, and the watch in front of him...has been hollowed out.

　　 "I didn't expect the Symbiosis Brain to directly capture and transform the module, but fortunately, it saved me the time of copying and pasting as a code repeater. I really want to repeat it myself, I am afraid I need to repeat it all day..."

　　 Langren crushed the watch with one hand and threw it into the trash can. A small tentacle as thick as a needle stretched out from the back of his neck, emitting a faint breathing light.

　　 "Oh oh~ I'm connected, but the signal is not very good."

　　 "You are good if you have some. When I am proficient in receiving signals under the skin, you can think about playing again."

　　 When I heard the fire, it fell on the sea like a dead fish.

　　Who is not a salted fish?

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