Imperfections

Admiral Lin ordered that the Silver Ten Guards did not dare to say "No", but he was blocked by a nearly dead power mech. He was almost shocked for a moment, and for a moment, Lin Jingheng said, "You have downloaded illegally again. What kind of data is there, virus? ... "

Before the word "virus" was clear, a powerful soothing agent swept through his body.

The name "Soothing Agent" is very small and fresh, but it has nothing to do with the soothing mask for treating acne. Its penetration rate is extremely fast. Once it enters the body, it will spread to the whole body within minutes. It felt like every nerve was pulled out and shocked once. Lin Jingheng's voice was dumb in the throat instantly, breathing was interrupted, the neck was stretched as if to be broken, the fingers were tightened suddenly, and the veins on the bare arm seemed to be broken. Out of the skin.

However, at the same time, the degree of matching, which has dropped to about 80% due to fatigue, instantly rose to the extreme value of human-machine matching.

The strong stimulation of the soothing agent lasted for about a minute, and then caused multiple muscle spasms throughout the body.

Lin Jingheng, in his fierce breathing, was very skilled at smoothing the other bones and bones together, and the dark underground passage was clear in his eyes, and the floating objects that occasionally passed seemed to have collectively slowed down. The crab-like mecha just shocked slightly, adjusted a subtle angle, and almost unilaterally accelerated the waterway with a unilateral power system.

Zhan Lu waited impassively: "Sir, according to the artificial intelligence code, when the artificial intelligence assessment determines that the owner's life safety is being threatened and can violate the order to a certain extent, I now refuse to execute the shut-up order because I must Mind you, when you were in the Silver Fortress, you had a very serious abuse of soothing agents. In the past five years, I think your symptoms have eased, but just now ... "

Lin Jingheng walked along the cramped calf, slightly moved his ankle, stood up the whole collar, and interrupted him with a glass of saline: "Why didn't I know that the soothing agents were also classified as drugs?"

"Relaxant is an agent that forcibly improves the man-machine match under extreme conditions," said Zhan Lu, a robotic hand, holding his four fingers close together and gesturing a swearing gesture, as if to emphasize that he is serious, "No one will Use a soothing agent at 80% match. "

Lin Jingheng smiled a bit harshly: "It's true that some waste may never know what 80% is."

Zhanlu continued with a swearing gesture: "We are discussing your issue, why are you discriminating against unrelated people?"

"This value deviates from my average by more than 10%. Isn't this extreme in actual combat? What's the problem?"

"This only means that you are extremely exhausted and your mental strength is overdrawn." Zhan Lu said seriously, "When the route is determined, the automatic driving function of the mech is to allow the driver to disconnect the mental network and rest while you are on the plane. Inside A never disconnects the spiritual network. Even if more than one person on the mech can act as a driver, according to the mech operation rules, you are violating the operation ... Sir, wait a minute, you are also violating the operation. "

In order not to listen to him, Lin Jingheng hung in-ear headphones, put on a sturdy country key, and at the same time decisively opened the Zhanlu Spirit Net, which was stacked with the Beijing Mecha Spirit Net. The two dimensions of the spirit network completely blocked Zhan Lu. While speeding back to the sea, he was compiling a surveying and mapping map.

At this point, less than twenty-four hours before the high-energy particle flow arrived at the base, 284 inexhaustible "Mecha pilots" had arrived at the Mecha station, and the assembly was complete, and everyone was wearing peace. The corresponding number of the mech, which scratches the ears and cheeks, has different shapes, and is like the shooting scene of the animal world.

Four students are issuing the lift-off plan according to the number-the plan is a piece of audio, using the sound of a thick conch during the holiday. The start-up method, lift-off sequence, stop position, protective cover opening time, how to connect the protective cover with the neighboring mechs, and how to use urine properly in space are explained for each specific mech.

This was Saturday with his team of stealers and four students. After listening to Lu Bixing ’s explanation, he stayed overnight and rushed out. He recorded more than 200 audios. The announcer has lost his holiday. .

Lu Bixing still has the last hope for human intelligence. He also released the construction principle of the mech protective cover on the three-dimensional screen. In vain, he wanted the drivers to understand what he was about to do. However, he broke his tongue and only gained a bunch. Bewildered eyes.

Lu Bixing filled half a bottle of mineral water in one breath and waved his hand: "Forget it, go straight up-Dad, there are sixteen drones left, can we split half? Can one spirit net with eight Human mech, is it too reluctant? "

The one-eyed eagle looked angry at him, snorted, and turned away.

"Eight drones?" Whispered on Saturday. "How do you do that? Didn't you say you're a teacher ... I don't think you are a special force in a secret army?"

"Of course not. Practice makes perfect. You have to take ten fingers into account while playing the piano." Lu Bixing said, "Do you know what the special forces of the secret army look like?"

He shook his head sincerely on Saturday.

Lu Bixing smiled and didn't say anything—the special forces of the secret forces, others in a distant administrative building, using a mech core, prying 36 docked mechs within a few seconds, bombing and flying Protective net for the entire base.

At this time, the one-eyed eagle had driven his mech into orbit, and the crowd let out a sigh of excitement—seeing behind him, eight drones followed them obediently, and each one was equidistant between them. Flying in the accelerated orbit and passing by, like an arrogant corpseman carrying his zombie legion, a deafening noise sounded, and the thermoelectric device outside the cooling tower emitted a magnificent light. They are all one.

On Saturday, regardless of the strong light, he set up a pergola and stared at the direction in which the mech disappeared without blinking. Just when Lu Bixing thought he was going to commend with others, he turned his head on Saturday, and the soft baby face was stretched. Out of the hard radian, he said, "If you are true, then one day, I can do the same."

After saying that, he waved suddenly: "Self-Defense Force! All official players, follow me!"

The official members of the Self-Defense Forces still look a little bit, at least dare to drive the mech to launch missiles two days away. After getting the instructions, one by one, they got on track in an orderly manner.

Twenty minutes later, some of them looked as if they were in the sky. However, there were a total of 54 mechs flying out of the atmosphere, only one sixth, and the remaining crooked dates were hard bones.

Lu Bixing glanced across the crowd and slowed down his voice: "On the mech, you can turn on the audio ... When you connect to SpiritNet, you can listen to others on the left hand side, and on the right hand side, you can't listen ... Okay, The comrades on the left will first ask you to raise your number and guidance audio, and start in order ... what's wrong? "

"Mr. Lu, how can I not collide with the front, back, left, and right mechas? In case the front mech runs too slowly, I accidentally rear-end, how can I brake on the acceleration track?"

Faced with this very safe driving problem, Lu Bixing squeezed out a smile.

Five minutes later, White asked for an aluminum alloy pan from the fat sister, connected the loudspeaker, lifted the spatula, and knocked hard at the bottom of the pan. The loudspeaker transmitted the sound effect to the sound of the entire base. Everyone was shocked by the shocking gong.

"After the last person left, you prepare, and when you hear the gong, you start." Lu Bixing said patiently, "It's as easy as jumping through the circle of fire, go on."

Soon, everyone who can teach themselves to heaven under the guidance of audio will be on their own. There are more than 80 nail households left on the ground.

Lu Bixing knocked on the gongs in turn ... The students of the pot clapped their hands: "Quietly follow me. Others first go to mech to prepare, let you get used to the spiritual net for half an hour, and then start-remember the feeling on Zhanlu? White Recently, you have obvious muscle gain effect, good condition, don't be nervous; Vitas don't panic when you go up, and occasionally learn to trust your intuition; mint ... "

"I know there are a lot of people outside, and I can see it when connected to the spirit network." Mint tied his long hair into a ponytail and pressed the brim down. "Relax it, Mr. Lu."

"Okay, people have to learn to walk on their own and be in place." Lu Bixing nodded, waved at them, and then licked his chapped lips, glanced at the old, sick, and sick in front of him. "Since the rest can't Listening to the audio on Spirit Web, I may have higher requirements for you. I will also give you half an hour to memorize the operation process, and then line up. Everyone comes to me and memorizes.

The old, weak and sick looked at each other.

Lu Bixing lifted the spatula and knocked back on the pan. This "Dangdang" sounded like an alternative class bell. Everyone picked up their own operating procedures, and "buzzed" the books.

There was no expression on Huang Jinglian's face, and she lowered her head and kicked the pebble on the ground. In a background sound like chanting, she said, "Mr. Lu, you want to drag another drone, let me install It looks like the province was too shameless in front of the classmates. "

"I don't care about you. Eight drones are enough for me," Lu Bixing said. "I want to say something to you after you stay. I have read a few leagues about 'empty brain disease'. The academic report of the research, I want to communicate with you. "

Huang Jingyi smiled briefly: "What's wrong with you telling a bald donkey in front of a monk?"

Lu Bixing ignored her: "The manifestation of empty brain disease is poor man-machine contact. The cause and mechanism of it are not clear at this time, and some experts believe that empty brain disease is not a disease. 'Symptoms are confused.'

Huang Jinglian lacks interest: "Oh."

Lu Bixing: "If you look at this broad standard, I can also say that it is a cephalopathy."

Huang Jingyi was speechless for a moment: "... Mr. Lu, you have worked hard to fill chicken soup."

"What's wrong with chicken soup? When you wait for the base materials to be tight and can't eat meat, when you dream, you want to drink chicken soup and see who will cook it for you." Lu Bixing said, "Of course, I was not born. After a serious illness, I almost couldn't survive. My father used some unconventional medical methods. One of the sequelae was that I was unable to control my body at one time. You can understand that it is a bad nerve contact and the brain's signals cannot be effective To the corresponding organ. "

With his limited common sense, Huang Jingdi couldn't imagine it, so he had to ask, "Similar to paralysis?"

"Almost," Lu Bixing nodded inexplicably. "You are better in your teens, so you can imagine that your organs are in poor contact, not to mention human-machine contact. The entire eighth galaxy ’s mech is from my old man. I used to stop it at the door to be the **** of the door. Lao Lu ’s old and unscrupulous thing was okay to go out to eat, drink and gamble. I was too lazy to call a car and ran away with a mecha. It ’s not normal. I am the only one who is excluded by the spiritual network. "

Huang Jingyi looked at him, and then looked at the eight drones waiting beside him: "Mr. Lu, do I seem to be cheating?"

Lu Bixing thought for a while: "For the first time when contacting the Mech Spirit Network, ordinary people feel overwhelmed by massive information, and then dizziness and nausea, but people with poor contact have much less nausea, and their more feeling is tinnitus and dazzling, because There is a barrier to receiving information, so you just feel like something has pierced your eardrum and pinched your chest, but can't see what it is. "

Huang Jing looked up suddenly.

Lu Bixing shook her hands: "I thought at the time, this was too unfair. I must transform a mech that I can control, so I dismantled my dad's countless inventory, and the direct economic loss was enough to build ten. Xinghai College ... Of course, the teacher doesn't encourage you to do the same, because the teacher is now so poor that he doesn't have that much money to burn you. "

Huang Jinghuan: "Have you succeeded? You ... Have you created a mech that can also be used for cephalopathy?"

Lu Bixing glanced at her, and the girl held her breath involuntarily.

"Of course not." Lu Bixing said, "It's so easy, the alliance has been created long ago-they can even create Zhanlu, are you still waiting for me? Use your brain when listening!"

Huang Jinglian: "..."

"But when I was as old as you, I thought I had found the right direction and created a theory-of course, now it seems that it is basically nonsense. I gave this theory to my dad. Let him help me realize it, and told him to make such a mech, the next richest man in the eighth galaxy is him. My dad didn't say anything after watching it, and after a while, he really brought a machine Jia gave me and told me that it was successful. I now remember feeling excited at the time, like ... "

Lu Bixing paused for a moment, but wanted to make an analogy, but thought of Lin Jingheng for no reason, and when he confirmed that the person was interested in himself, he also received the "received" from Beijing to the contact station ...

Lu Bixing quickly coughed and cleared his thoughts: "... Anyway, I was particularly excited. I went in and saw that the noise of the spirit net was much smaller. I think this is my mech, so little by little After touching and controlling it, three days later, I successfully drove it to fly around the atmosphere of Gloria Star. At that time, I thought, I am free, I have overcome human physiological defects, and I will be in human history in the future. The greatest mech designer ... until I self-taught advanced mech design theory with this inflated enthusiasm. "

Huang Jingyi's eyes widened.

"I found that I thought the original theory had been falsified as far back as 200 years ago, but at that time I could already use the Mecha contemporary step tool. I disassembled the 'special' Mecha and found this Lao Lu took it casually from his inventory, but just found someone to install a noise filter in the spiritual network. Lao later admitted that he was just trying to coax me, but I didn't expect me to believe it, and I didn't expect me to. Drive it out. "Lu Bixing said, and found a small chip out of his pocket, and tucked it to Huang Jingying." Here, noise filter, I have been playing for the past two days, and put it in the man-machine docking device. You should be safe now? Try it. "

Lu Bixing finished speaking, glanced at the time, lifted the spatula and knocked on the pan: "Time is up!"

Xinghai Kindergarten's "Xiao Shengchu" interview started.

Everyone lined up, shaking their heads in front of Teacher Lu with their hands behind their backs, and sometimes cheating each other to expose each other. The scene was very chaotic. On the track, White first accelerated the mech out, and the small silver mech was A clear white light was drawn in the air, and it flew steadily towards the set coordinates.

Then came the mint, the cockfighting ... one by one, the mechs smashed into the sky. They stumbled to open the protective cover, and docked with other mechs. They stopped outside the atmosphere and became part of this artificial protection layer. Light swept from time to time, the energy on the surface of the protective hood was activated, emitting visible white light, and silver satin wrapped around the small base.

Huang Jingyi got on the mech, took a deep breath, and put on a noise filter. Even though the noise was much lower, SpiritNet still rejected her very much. I do n’t know if it was an objective fact or there were psychological factors. The girl closed her eyes, and all the mechanics and mechanistic operating theories of weeping and waking up early in the morning swarmed through her brain.

"It's just a tool," she thought, "I can control, I'm on Zhanlu, and I've successfully invaded other people's spiritual networks."

At the mech station, Lu Bixing nodded at the last "endorsed driver", signaled that he could get on the mech, and asked dryly for water.

The endorsed driver, while walking on the mech, was still vocally carrying the target coordinates, the mech door closed automatically, and the spirit net vine-like entangled his consciousness. This driver is actually a full member of the Self-Defense Force and will turn on the machine. A, but because Lin Jingheng opened the spiritual network link in space, and then fell a heavy psychological shadow, he thought he had overcome his fear. Unexpectedly, when he encountered the spiritual network again, the painful memory defeated him.

The mech suddenly made a roar, and lost control on the orbit. It had not yet docked with the orbit and flew out. Seeing to be thrown off the orbit, it flew towards the thermal power station of the cooling tower!