Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

"In fact, there is another possibility."

Tianzhou Space Port.

The old captain who stepped off the gate suddenly stopped and said with his back to the landing boat.

Hearing this inexplicable remark, Lu Zhou asked a little curiosity in his eyes.

"What is possible?"

"There are many ways to keep secrets. In addition to buying them with honor, there is always silence for insiders," the old captain said with a slight smile. "I just make an analogy, such as letting the destroyer behind us. , Fire two shots at us. You see, the end result is not the same? "

and……

The cost seems to be much lower.

Looking at the land boat in thought, the old captain paused and continued.

"The Martyr's Mausoleum is my destination. I'm ready to sacrifice, so I don't care, and I even advise you not to resist. But do you have the same consciousness as me?"

"... It seems that there are many choices for people," Lu Zhou said quietly without answering the question directly. "Maybe I have the opportunity to meet the captain of the Pan-Asian Fleet. I have to say thank you."

"He doesn't have the right to make such a decision, but ... though saying that, but from a moral point of view, the ones who should be thankful are actually those of us who have been rescued," said the captain with a grin, "I just I want to say that if you have n’t done your heroic consciousness, you do n’t want to get hot and do such things next time. ”

"I can swear, I definitely didn't do such a thing because my head was hot."

When Lu Zhou spoke this sentence, the old captain had gone far.

Obviously, he didn't believe what he said.

Helplessly shrugged his shoulders, and Lu Zhou gave up the explanation.

To be honest, if it wasn't for the survival of human civilization because of this crisis, he would never have stood up.

Sitting in the waiting room waiting for the next shuttle to the surface, while Lu Zhou was thinking whether to do something to pass the time, the watch on his left wrist suddenly flashed.

Is Xiao Ai calling?

Thinking so, Lu Zhou extended his index finger and clicked on it.

As a result, it was not Xiao Ai who appeared in the holographic beam, but Captain Xing.

"Where are you now?"

"On the Tianzhou ..." Looking at Captain Xing with his solemn writing on his face, Lu Zhou cast a glance at him for inquiry, "What's wrong?"

"Wait there for me. Let's go to San Francisco together. It will be faster if we take the air flight."

"San Francisco?" Frowning, Lu Zhou asked puzzledly, "Where to go?"

After Captain Xing was silent for a while, he said.

"Your friend is hurting a bit. I'm not sure if this is the last."

...

Time returned to 12 hours ago, when the Yuheng had just slowed down and merged with the destroyer behind her.

The whole San Francisco is shrouded in a chaotic atmosphere.

The hospital was full, traffic was paralyzed, production and supply systems collapsed, and people who lost their loved ones took to the streets, stifling a large number of police forces, even worsening the already overwhelming security environment.

The criminals who robbed the fire ransacked the shops, and the black groups took the opportunity to fight for the site ...

No one expected that this city, known for its friendliness and openness, would drastically reduce its population by hundreds of thousands in one day.

And no one had thought about it in advance, what would happen to those who were left once this incredible thing happened ...

It was dark, and Dong Bin left the apartment in a hurry, and took a taxi at the door.

After the levitation car took off and hit the road, the black driver sitting in the driver's seat glanced into the rearview mirror and said casually.

"Asian?"

"Yes."

"Where do you come from? China? Japan? Or more south?"

Thinking about his mind, Dong Bin replied impatiently.

"Is this important?"

"Of course ... it doesn't matter, it's just that a recent visit to San Francisco is not a good option, even if it is a relatively safe suburb."

Hearing this sentence, Dong Bin smiled slightly without making any comment.

Thousands of people died in his hands, how could he care about a few little hair thieves ...

The destination is a high-end community, and from the clean and tidy roads and doorways of human security guards, you can see that people who live here are either rich or expensive.

After stepping forward to show his visitor code, indicating that he is a guest of a certain owner, the security at the door quickly opened the folding door and put him in.

According to the address given by the pioneer, Dong Bin went straight to the single-family house in the corner of the community and stepped forward to press the doorbell.

After a while, footsteps came from behind the door, and the sound of turning the door **** immediately.

Prior to this, he had produced a series of imaginations such as wisdom, kindness, courage, charm and so on about the realistic image of the pioneer, but he did not expect that what appeared to him was a wrinkled face Old man.

The old man didn't seem to know him, and stared at him for a while with the old, dim eyes before he said in a hesitant tone.

"you are?"

For a moment, Dong Bin suspected that he had gone wrong, but when he confirmed the house number again, he found nothing wrong.

The address given by the pioneer is here.

Polite nodded slightly, Dong Bin said softly.

"... you called me."

At the moment when he heard this sentence, there was a faint expression in the old pupil's muddy pupil.

"That's it ... am I asking you to come here? Come in now."

I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional. When I said this word, the old man's accent was very heavy, as if he had pointed something.

However, Dong Bin did not hesitate, but obediently followed the old man and came to the house together.

"... There have been no guests here for many years. Since I bought this house," the crutch lightly clicked twice on the carpet in the living room, and the old man murmured, "This carpet is almost a cultural relic. Now ... I remember when I first bought it, the North American League didn't even have a shadow. "

It seemed that he realized that his topic was a bit far away, the old man smiled embarrassedly, ended the topic and looked at the guests.

"Sorry, people are a bit old, you sit down first ... what's your name?"

"Dong Bin."

"Is Dong Bin?" Sitting tremblingly on the opposite sofa, the old man touched his chin, and said, "I've seen this name faintly in my memory ... but it feels very far away. "

"Speaking of which I haven't introduced myself yet, my name ... is David Lawrence. It's about 100 years old ... To be honest, I can't remember exactly how many years old, it's impossible to exceed 150."

Dong Bin: "Are you ... human?"

"Yes, it disappoints you," the old man smiled, looking at Dong Bin's pupil, and said softly, "I guess you are a bionic person and an awakener."

Dong Bin nodded silently.

"You told me you wanted to talk to me about the meaning of existence, so I came over."

"Did I say that?" After touching his chin, the old man thought for a moment, then suddenly sighed, "Let's just say that, but I'm afraid I can't give you good advice. "

"Honestly, I actually understand why you come, and why I would let you come here ... I should have made a choice long ago. It may be my weakness that hurts me and hurts us. "

"That me?" Dong Bin frowned, saying something unknown, "Excuse me ... what do you mean?"

"That's a long story,"

The muddy pupil was stained with a hint of memory, and it seemed that he was hesitant to mention the old memories, and the old man groaned for a while before continuing to speak.

"A long time ago, and even more than half a century ago, I almost lost my fortune, and with the help of a voice from the void, I finally completed that great experiment and uploaded my consciousness and thought to the hardware."

"Originally at the last moment of the experiment, I should suspend the vitality of this body and gain eternity in the digital world, but at the last moment of pressing the button, I hesitated, so two me were born in this world, Two me who can never meet. "

"You should know? Thinking is like a pair of entangled particles, and the two will collapse when they meet. In the state of entanglement, neither me nor the one living in the digital world is complete. . "

"He's probably blaming me," a hint of blame emerged from the old man's eyes. "Blame me for not having the courage to make a decision, dragging it from half a century ago to the present."

"He asked you to meet me, maybe he wanted me to make a final choice. Does it make sense to exist? Interesting, but to be honest, I have lived so long, and I really have enough ..."

Dong Bin frowned.

Obviously he came here to find the answer, but I don't know why, it is not himself who always feels confused to get the answer, but the old man who should be in front of himself and should be confused.

Just as he was thinking about whether to take the initiative to speak, the expression on the old man's face suddenly moved slightly, and he shifted his dim vision to the window.

There was a dark, dark night shrouded in shadow, and no shadow was visible.

However, he could feel where someone was.

The voice was lightened, and the aged Lawrence spoke softly.

"The friend who is hiding outside, please come out. Although your ability is very strong and you have successfully avoided all the cameras, the implanted prosthesis on your body still exposes your position."

The living room door opened slightly.

Looking at the person who appeared at the door, Dong Bin's pupils contracted instantly, reached into his arms and wanted to get up from the sofa, but was stopped by the old man's eyes, so he finally didn't get up from the sofa and replaced it It's that quite a few people cast a hostile look, said vaguely.

"Agents from Pan-Asian Cooperation are on mission in North America?"

"If necessary, we will appear in any corner of the world," eyes glanced over Dong Bin, Wang Peng stared directly at the old man sitting on the sofa, "Mr. Lawrence, you really let me Easy to find. "

Lawrence smiled slightly.

"Do I know you?"

"100 years ago, the Arctic Light cruise ship, and the next year's Manila bombing ... maybe no one remembers those adult past years, but I remember from 100 years ago," staring staring Attention to him, Wang Peng continued, "Even if you escape to the future, I will bring you to justice!"

Gently moving the crutch in his hand, Lawrence stood tremblingly from the sofa, turned his back to Wang Peng and smiled.

"Although I have enough, I want to choose a decent way to leave the world, if I can."

"As for the Manila bombings? Those ants matter has nothing to do with me."

Talking, the old man looked slightly and glanced at Dong Bin sitting on the sofa.

"Do you want to know the meaning of existence?"

Dong Bin nodded, feeling something from the old man's eyes, and stood up silently from the sofa.

"Very well," Lawrence said gently, then "kill him for me."

"Then you will understand what the meaning of existence is."