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Machine Split Star, District 11, Machinery City No. 413

In an abandoned human brain server.

A white shadow slowly floated out, transformed into a human form, and stood opposite the 'Human Brain Server'.

The human brain server is a living person, but its head is filled with data lines.

I don’t know since when, a popular practice in Mecha Star is to store important data in the human brain instead of in the database.

If you have to explain it scientifically, the human brain can be equipped with electronic defense walls and human brain firewalls to make data storage safer.

It is also under this approach that biocomputer technology has flourished, and high-level biocomputing systems have been continuously developed, and even some high-level biocomputers have become the will of the enterprise.

"Jiba, have you found anything?"

"The data loss in the server is a bit serious," Bai Ying said.

After losing enough data, the entire 'human brain server' was like epilepsy, constantly twitching.

"Let's go to the next server."

"good."

Soon, the robot arrived at a sales center for external storage hardware. The business here was very prosperous. Not to mention some memory implant machines and brain copying software, even some old-fashioned U disks and external memory cards were all sold out. And empty.

The storage capacity of these memory cards is only a few gigabytes.

The white shadow of the robot passed through the noisy human form and came directly to the after-sales center. The palm of its hand turned into white mist and was inserted directly into the socket.

The next moment, a large amount of after-sales information was copied, and there were quite a few complaints.

‘What’s going on? I’ve obviously used several data cards to store my memories. Why do I still forget my memories? ’

‘The broken data card was actually hacked by a hacker, causing all my deposits to be wiped out. I want compensation, compensation! ’

‘Why did my data disappear along with my memory? What happened? ’

‘It’s over, it’s over, I can’t remember anything, I’m done! ’

…

Jiwa went to several places to check, and then said slowly: "After testing, Mechanical City No. 413 is a memory-stricken area. Apply to the superior for isolation."

"I have applied to my superiors."

"Come back quickly, Ji-baby. Although as a memory messenger, your memory backup is ten times that of ordinary people, but in the memory-stricken area, the probability of you being contaminated is still very high... Machine-baby, Ji-baby?"

"Who are you?"

In the Memory Supervision Department, a robot customer service member's expression changed and he said: "The robot's memory is out of control, please apply for self-examination."

The next moment, an automatic robotic arm turned around, without saying a word, inserted into the head of the robot customer service, pulled out its artificial chip and memory plug-in, monitored it, and quickly came to a conclusion.

‘11.2% of synchronized memories have disappeared and memory reorganization is in progress. ’

The team leader reported to the supervisor, who in turn reported to the next level. Soon, the Jiba incident appeared on the desk of Vice Minister Huang Cong.

In fact, the robot incident is just one piece of paper, and the deputy minister’s desk is full of such papers.

"Another place has become the hardest hit area!" Huang Cong's eyes were red, and his fatigue was visible to the naked eye.

"Go and apply to the Mother City to start the wall plan."

"Okay, Deputy Minister," the artificial intelligence voice of the Memory Supervision Department said.

"Would you like to report to Minister Gu?"

"No, Minister Gu is still recovering, so there is no need to disturb him for the time being."

"I see."

Just as Gu Yitong discussed his own life and death with the senior engineer, before his death, Gu Yitong also transferred the authority of the director of the Memory Supervision Department to Huang Cong.

So this deputy minister is obviously a full-time official.

"Minister Gu..."

Huang Cong murmured to himself, with a hint of fear flashing in his eyes. Even he couldn't control the current state of his old superior. It was indescribably dangerous anyway.

"You said you wanted to forget yourself, but there have been so many memory loss incidents on this planet, why do you still exist?"

Huang Cong said a very taboo word, shook his head, entered office mode again, and began to sign various documents.

Originally, this ancient office method should not exist in this era, but now memory loss is not limited to the human brain. Data storage software and hardware are all within the attack range. On the contrary, pure text records will not be Interference, so now all the offices of the six departments have become like this; and as the current head of the Memory Supervision Department, he has to sign an astonishing number of documents in a day. Even he can't help but feel a little irritated, and his name is becoming more and more important. Development in the direction of ghost painting.

A piece of document paper accidentally fell to the ground. In the signature column, it still read the word "Huang Cong" when viewed horizontally, but when viewed sideways, it inexplicably looked like the word "Gu Yitong".

Although paper-based office work is a bit slow, the Memory Supervision Department is after all the top three powerful departments among the six departments. The process goes very fast. Soon, the sea parted, and the overwhelming mechanical army flew out and flew towards District 11; On the outskirts of Mechanical City No. 413, the ground suddenly cracked, and a huge steel city wall rose from the ground, one section higher than the other. Amidst the sound of 'rumbling', an 'urban prison' was born.

At the same time, all the holographic projections, TV programs, and manual broadcasts in 413 Machine City all sounded a voice.

"According to the Continental Level Artificial Intelligence Master Order No. 11, Mechanical City No. 413 is a supervised area. All residents are asked not to give permission and not to go out."

"According to the Continental Level Artificial Intelligence Master Order No. 11, Mechanical City No. 413 is a supervised area. All residents are asked not to give permission and not to go out."

At the same time, a large number of mechanical eyes flew out and began to monitor every street and every building.

"Thankfully, my precious son is smart, and our family has been prepared for it." The middle-aged woman looked at the canned food in several rooms, and she suddenly felt happy. She hugged Shota who looked like a little adult and said, "Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah!" Several mouthfuls.

Xiao Zhengtai wiped the saliva from his face calmly and looked out the window, with a sad look on his face.

"Brother, what's wrong?" Xianyu's husband was wearing big pants and slippers, with his hands stuffed in his pants to keep warm, with a careless and silly expression.

"I'm worried that memory loss is not the end, but the beginning," Koshota said worriedly, then shook his head and stood up.

"I'll go surf the Internet for a while, you can do whatever you want."

The middle-aged woman and her husband looked at each other and shrugged, wondering how the other could have so many worries at such a young age.

Little Shota returned to his room and took out the network access compartment and the brain-computer interface cable. He first plugged the brain-computer interface cable into the network access compartment, and then put the network access compartment on his head. Although it was a bit like taking off his pants and farting. However, once something goes wrong at the network level, he has one last resort, which is to unplug the network cable.

There is no network access warehouse. If you directly unplug the computer, it is likely to cause a 'brain crash'. At this point, if the brain crashes, no one can be found for a while.

Soon, the consciousness sank and collapsed, and a young man appeared in a public virtual node.

Just like adults who like to pretend to be young ladies and pretend to be ladies, people like young ladies like to dress up like adults.

After taking a look at the neon-lit 'Internet City', Shota shook his head. At this juncture, there are not even many people idle on the Internet.

As soon as he turned around, he went to several places where he usually inquired about information. The result was that the buildings were either empty or closed to thank guests. He thought for a while and realized that he did not dare to go to some nodes in the underground world. Hackers were everywhere. Too dangerous.

He shook his head and was about to go offline when suddenly there was a burst of noise and silhouettes emerged from the street. Each of these silhouettes held their heads and screamed. There seemed to be electric sparks flashing in their eyes.

Soon, they were like melting wax. Either half of their faces disappeared, or part of their limbs were missing.

Shota's expression changed, and he was surprised: "What's going on with these virtual personalities? They were sleeping so well, but why did they suddenly come out and look like this!" ’

Shota quickly retreated against the crowd, but many avatars seemed to be eyeing him, and started chasing him with their hands and feet.

Shota's expression changed, and he immediately used several acceleration software that he had compiled, and he ran very fast.

"Hoo, ho, ho..."

At the entrance of a staircase, Shota was leaning against the wall, gasping for air. He could hardly maintain his data-doll form.

He glanced downstairs, and his eyes suddenly bulged, and he saw thick lightning bolts one after another, directly passing through the bottom layer of the system and the data layer, from bottom to top, hitting the rioting virtual personality, sweeping it all over , within a moment, the virtual personality suffered all casualties.

However, it seems that these lightnings are not just attacking these virtual personalities. Virtual buildings disappear under the thunder and lightning, and even entire virtual nodes are dispersed at any time under this attack.

Shota swallowed and without saying a word, prepared to go offline. However, as soon as the shutdown protocol was activated, it exploded with a "sizzling" and "sizzling" sound, piercing several walls.

"Shutdown failed."

Shota quickly concentrated his attention and forced his attention from virtuality to reality. He could vaguely see a red alarm button next to his finger. His finger barely rested on the button, and the alarm sounded immediately.

According to the agreement, his good-for-nothing mother will come over quickly and help him unplug the data cable.

However, others were cheating his parents, and he was cheated by his parents. The alarm sounded for a long time, but no one alive came out. His energy also reached the limit. He closed his eyes and returned to the virtual level again.

"Is this really my biological father and mother?" Shota had a dark look on his face, gritted his teeth and made up his mind to sever the relationship later.

If you can't go out the right way, and you can't go offline in the original place, you can only take the risk and go to another data node through a smuggled data channel.

If you don't leave, you will be buried with this place!

As soon as the thought occurred, the data channel was opened and the alarm sounded loudly.

‘Illegal information channels’

‘Illegal information channels’

Shota dived in without saying a word.

For a time, all kinds of sensory data rushed through the body like a horse. Although Shota was young, his will was very firm. If it were an ordinary person, his personality would have collapsed long ago, but he was able to endure this torture, and even Have time to look around.

"Application layer, data layer, code layer, underlying protocol, what is this?!"