Indescribable cyberpunk

"The important thing is to think, you know, think!"

In the huge laboratory, someone stood in front of a ring-shaped platform shining with incandescent light. He looked at the twisted creations on the platform, put his hands behind his back, and said with a gloomy face,

"What does this lump of shit look like? You might as well catch a sow and inject it with twenty injections of biochemical medicine. The effect may be better than this disgusting lump of shit I see now!"

The sound was only at normal decibels, but the content of the words was extremely harsh.

"Sir, we are trying our best to screen the available consciousness, but to adapt to this high-intensity transformation, one must have a mentally tough brain, and the number of this type of people is very small, I think maybe."

When his own achievements were belittled in such a way, the expression on the institute's face was also not very good. He wanted to say a few words to defend himself, but was interrupted before he could finish his words.

"You feel?"

Pushing up the strange glasses on the bridge of his nose that looked like cross-sections of a honeycomb, the man raised the corners of his mouth and turned to look directly at the subordinate next to him.

"The research fees that the organization pays us every year are not to pay for the ideas in your pig brain. I don't want you to think, I only want what I think!"

"I"

"Expand the scope of recruitment and cast the net. There are nearly 8 billion people in the federation. Are you telling me that we can't find enough mentally tough brains?"

With the growth of medical technology, the explosive growth of the world's population is an unstoppable trend. This is despite the disasters that have occurred in recent years. Five years ago, this number would have been even greater.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that human life seems less important.

After all, rare things are more valuable.

"But if you conduct the test without making any choices, it is likely to attract the attention of some external forces."

Glancing at the twisted creation, the institute couldn't help but have a headache. You must know that what they are doing now is weird enough, and now they have to go even harder.

This made him feel vaguely uneasy.

"So what, this is our territory. Even if the outside world knows it, they have no right to interfere with our research. Don't forget, this is legal equipment manufacturing within a certain scope!"

Waving his hands rather impatiently, the man lost all intention of arguing with his subordinates and turned around to leave the laboratory.

Go through the corridor, take the elevator up to the highest floor, and finally stand in front of a building that looks like a bank insurance warehouse.

Two teams of fully armed guards are on duty 24 hours a day, with smart machine gun stations and alarm devices. This kind of security seems to be stronger than a bank safe.

A huge silver metal disc serves as the door, with hundreds of gears arranged on it that mesh with each other and rotate continuously in a certain pattern over time.

The man who used to be arrogant in front of his subordinates is now standing at the door, his shoulders are somewhat pulled in, and the thumb and index finger of his right hand are unconsciously pinching the thread of his clothes. It is not so much nervousness as a strange emotion mixed with panic and entanglement.

His reason was trying to stop him from moving forward. The existence behind the door should not be ignored, let alone communicate in person. However, at the same time, his body was moving forward, and his eyes staring at the door were burning with some indescribable feeling. Desire and undisguised, evil light.

Put your hands around the wheel in the center, turn one tooth to the left, then turn five teeth to the right, and then a series of movements until the door slowly opens.

Stepping in, the disk behind you gradually closed.

"Dennis, I didn't expect you to come again so soon. Why, is there something wrong with the plan?"

At first glance, the content of the words sounded like greetings between old friends, but the voice was a little rigid, like an android whose voice software had malfunctioned. Although it could still express its meaning clearly, it could easily call others. It sounds like it's not human.

"No, I just want to chat with you again. I really want to know how far you can go."

The man known as Dennis considered his words.

"Dennis, we can do anything."

The answer behind the door was brief and quick.

"Didn't you say you could find it?"

Zhu Jue leaned on the corner of the table, rubbed his eyebrows lightly, and looked at the time on the screen of his phone.

01:11AM

With Zhu Jue's current physique, staying up late will not have much impact on him, but his long-term sleeping habits still inevitably make him a little irritable.

I just bought a high-rise villa yesterday, and I barely slept in the bed. As a result, I stayed up late tonight watching dozens of computers in this apartment building.

It's really a bit careless.

"We don't know what kind of conditions can arouse the other party's idea now. All we can do is imitate the previous network situation as much as possible. There is nothing we can do about waiting here. Why don't you find someone to cook two dishes for you? ?”

If Zhu Jue was just feeling a little uncomfortable, Fu Yingxiong's current state could be said to be depressed. He reluctantly found a topic to lighten the atmosphere.

With smoky dark circles under his eyes, droopy eye bags and a slightly stooped waist, Fu Yingxiong no longer had the ease and ease he had when he saw him before.

He has undoubtedly entered old age. During this period, he has been responsible for quite a lot of affairs in Shenzhen and Hong Kong. Now that other members of the Yi League are watching here, it is naturally impossible for him, the commander, to take off his clothes and leave. A trip under the quilt.

In fact, he didn't even dare to have this thought, because it would quickly make his brain get stuck.

Looking at Fu Yingxiong like this, even if Zhu Jue had some emotions, he couldn't vent them in front of him. He could only take two deep breaths, took out a bottle of moonshine wine from his pocket and shook it in front of him, then turned around and walked away. Next to him, the former followed naturally.

After taking a sip of wine, his brain suddenly became clear. Fu Yingxiong opened his eyes wide and grabbed the bottle.

"Dope?"

He was in a daze, and this sip of moonlight wine was no less than half a bottle of Fengyoujing, slapped directly on his temple, or a more secret place.

"Medicinal wine, this time it's free for you to try."

Zhu Jue casually made up a story and sipped his drink slowly. After a while, he felt a little bored, so he thought about it and said,

"You said you were a scientist before, why are you always wandering around Shenzhen and Hong Kong without doing research?"

"Hey, research requires funds. What's more, my research has hit a bottleneck recently. Instead of spending money in the laboratory every day, I might as well go out and look for opportunities. Maybe I can get some inspiration."

"What are you studying? Why have I never heard of you mentioning it?"

Zhu Jue also had nothing to do and had nothing to say.

"As for monsters that are the source of mental pollution, those monsters have very special abilities. At first, my idea was whether we could use their genes to create ability injections. Luohua Pharmaceutical succeeded, so we asked them to 'borrow' one, and then we thought I have studied how to control these monsters and tried many methods, but the result is that it is not feasible, and I have to use external forces, such as the magic trap in your hand, and now my idea is to use them!"

While Fu Yingxiong was talking, his eyes did not leave the neatly arranged computers not far away. Halfway through his words, he saw the screen in the middle of the second row begin to flash, and soon the interface they had been waiting for all night appeared.

The originally gloomy atmosphere in the room suddenly changed, and everyone's eyes subconsciously focused on Zhu Jue.

"We're finally here. If we wait any longer, I'm going to find a place to sleep for a while."

Zhu Jue yawned, walked slowly to the computer, sat down, moved his body, found the most comfortable position, and glanced left and right. There were many people standing in the room at this time, which made him frown. , pursed his lips and said,

"Except for Fu Yingxiong and Suzi, everyone else has left the room. I don't want anyone to come in."

He tapped the wind chime in his arms with his left hand, and the latter stretched out his tongue and licked Zhu Jue's thumb to express his understanding.

Zhu Jue didn't know most of the people present, and he didn't have "the ability to kill people in my dreams." Therefore, for safety reasons, he would not allow these people to watch, or even step through the door.

Of course, this approach is undoubtedly a bit hurtful, and it is clear that he does not trust other people, but now is not the time to care about such trivial details. Zhu Jue does not need to talk about feelings with these people. As for whether they will have anything from this. Thoughts are beyond his control.

Regarding Zhu Jue's request, Fu Yingxiong did not hesitate and motioned for the others to leave the room without saying anything. They were now helping Yi Meng, so he had no reason to refuse such a request.

So in the end, only Zhu Jue and Fu Yingxiong were left in the room.

Suzi left with the others. She had her own things to do. She said she wanted to be Zhu Jue's companion, so she naturally had to make preparations in advance.

"I'll be watching if you need anything. Well, I guess you can't tell me. Good luck."

Fu Yingxiong patted Zhu Jue on the shoulder. He wanted to say a few words of encouragement, but found that the latter was rolling his eyes at him. He suddenly remembered that Zhu Jue would fall into a coma after the mission started and had no idea about his external situation, so he didn't say anything more. Say something and retreat to a corner of the room.

"Do you want to know the meaning of life! Do you want to truly live?

Looking at the red writing on the screen and chanting softly, Zhu Jue raised his eyebrows and pressed the mouse without hesitation.

YES!

The moment the mouse paused, everything in front of him suddenly began to change. Zhu Jue shook his head lightly, and did not immediately fall into fainting like before.

He noticed the sudden arrival of some kind of will. At first, some kind of pink ellipsoid suddenly flashed in his mind, and then some indescribable fantasies began to fill his mind, like the flow of water when the floodgates were opened. thinking.

The computer screen that scattered light blue light in front of me began to distort like a wave, followed by the lines and the wall behind it. These items were all undergoing special changes.

Facing the invasion on the spiritual level, Zhu Jue's will responded quickly, but was forcibly suppressed by Zhu Jue's subjective consciousness before taking action. He knew that once he started to resist, regardless of whether he could prevent this spiritual invasion, he would inevitably Provoking a reaction from the other side would bring unnecessary trouble to his operation.

After a few seconds.

Zhu Jue finally lowered his head, closed his eyes, and completely separated his consciousness from this body.