Chapter 436 Brain Demon (9) (4000 words! I can’t hold it in my mouth!)
“mano, why are these people so dull and stupid?”
“The Brain Demon Gang cracked them The prosthetic system equips them with a skill chip that can cross the safety threshold and achieve Almost completely taking over the body to perform operations."
"Turn people into robots? This is a bit"
Occasionally you can see humans standing still on the roadside, their perception seems to be. The wireless has been weakened, and they will only react slightly when the three of them almost pass by them.
Some lucky ones saw people with their eyes, and a mixture of blood and tears suddenly flowed out of their eyes.
To be honest, Lille was not sure whether the things flowing out of his eyes were because they wanted to cry, or whether the tear glands were squeezed by other prosthetics after the stiff limbs moved slightly.
The scene is strange, but not dangerous.
I don’t know how many people can be saved.
After taking care of the slaughterhouse, there was suddenly no pressure anymore.
To be honest, Lille really felt like he was too relaxed and in a dream.
Is this the Brain Demon Gang, which is famous for its tricks?
The most you can do is find your way in and spend some time.
Of course, in fact, the Bailai Scavenger and fourteen fully armed full-body cyborgs are already quite powerful. If they are released, if they are not careful, they will attract violent terrorist mobile teams. degree.
It is enough to show that the Brain Demon Gang has actually begun to take shape - the slaughterhouse can only be seen as a stupid young man controlled by the Brain Demon Gang.
With cannon fodder, high-end combat capabilities, and exclusive technology and equipment, it is really only a matter of time before it becomes a phenomenon.
“In fact, most skill chips will not have this problem. After all, the public is afraid of being controlled.”
The octopus arm has been replaced with a small sonar head, which continues on the wall. Groping for possible hidden doors.
V was wary of the surroundings, followed Lier, looked at the little octopus, and asked a question: "But there are not even full-body prosthetics on the market. Skill chips that adapt to full-body prostheses. Even less?
It feels like his chips are not for human use.”
"This chip and full-body prosthesis are all self-developed by them, as far as the data structure is concerned."
A powerful electronic sound sounded from the octopus arm: "It is completely an AI training product!"
The by-product of AI training is a black box to humans, but it is still identifiable to AI.
Most of the skill chips are collected from the movements and reactions of native humans, and after being corrected by programmers and prosthetic engineers, they become products that can drive prosthetics.
This packaging process can actually be regarded as creating a simple AI, but the original data set must be collected from human behavior.
But the chips used in the slaughterhouse are not. According to the judgment of the little octopus, these chips are semi-finished products trained using larger skill chip data——
Ninja-type skill chips that are still in training, paired with a powerful body The prosthetic body is completely capable of mass-producing an excellent Black Team.
Jack poked the octopus's arm with his finger: "I didn't expect this thing to be an AI. It's quite interesting."
The little octopus jerked his arm back and removed his fist with a click. Jack replaced the front half of the condom with a new one.
“Uh, is it unhappy?”
Lear shrugged: "It's just a little joke, there's no problem in replacing consumable parts frequently."
V played with a monomolecular knife that Lear had dismantled: "Monomolecule knife, full-body competition Borg, and this advanced chip , I feel like this Brain Demon Gang is really talented. Isn’t it going to make a lot of money from selling these things?”
“It’s because of the origin of the things. The price is not small.”
This Brain Demon Gang is indeed talented.
The price behind this is a bit high: what we have seen so far shows that they still need to use the human brain as an intermediary to collect the data of these skill chips.
In order to ensure costs, they will inevitably use cheap external memory to increase the memory of a single human brain. Excessive enhancement and too many skill chips will exponentially increase the probability of the human body suffering from leukoencephalopathy.
This is slightly different from general cyberpsychosis. The same thing is that it will cause the sufferers to suffer from cognitive dysfunction, emotional fluctuations, hallucinations, delusions, schizophrenia and other problems.
The difference is that because this is a direct brain lesion, it is not like other cyberpsychotics. If you remove the prosthetic body, it will basically be half better.
In the past, the Brain Demon Gang tended to stick things in their own heads, and then came up with many bizarre ideas, causing harm to society.
The new generation of brain demon gangs are even more insidious. They leave the risk of disease to these unlucky people, directly causing harm to society.
During the conversation, Lear explored another place with different thicknesses on the wall and said to Jack:
“Here.”
Boom!
Suddenly, a loud noise occurred in the heads of the three of them!
Electromagnetic pulse!
All the tools on the octopus arm exploded, and the turbulent current damaged several motors in front of it. Fortunately, the little octopus used an emergency cutoff to cut off the connection.
And not only these two tools were exploded at the same time, but half of the lines supplying power to these micro-transmitters were also burned out!
Why half?
Electromagnetic pulses are very limited in tunnels, but even so, they caused damage on this scale
Liel shook his head - he had the most electronic equipment on his body, This time he actually suffered from a slight cerebral hemorrhage.
But this also makes the direction of progress clear -
The direction that is most affected is the direction closest to the core of the explosion in a straight line.
"It seems Joestar has discovered something new this way."
——
A person may have many names after entering society.
A nickname given by a certain worker, a boss, a junior, or a friend. If you do something big, others will give you a resounding name. Of course, if you do something bad enough, you will also get a corresponding nickname.
It hasn’t been long since he’s been in the gang, but Joestar has definitely become a member of the Maelstrom Gang. He even enjoys the treatment of the big brother and is nicknamed Joestar.
Sometimes he forgets that he is not called this.
His real name is Yoshida Koichi. He is about to celebrate his 17th birthday this year and is even a minor.
Before everything happened, he lived in the big city of Night City. Although the streets were chaotic, he would never see most of them because he went to a pretty good middle school.
There is no exaggerated school shooting rate, nor is there any exaggerated school bullying: everyone is poor, and it is difficult for prosthetics to be stronger than firearms, so the shooting rate and school bullying are in a very delicate balance.
Like all young people, he watches movies, plays games, makes first deposits, plays with adult toys, and of course wants to find a girlfriend.
The tuition is not high, but it is certainly not cheap. My mother works as a waiter in a restaurant and earns a pretty good income. If I have to say it, the imperfect part of the family is that he does not know that his father is who.
Until that day, my girlfriend who had been dating for 3 years got into the sports car of a rich man who didn’t know where he came from. The girlfriend who used to be reserved and reserved fell into love in the sports car in front of him.
Because the prosthetic bodies of both parties are not of the same level, this incident even happened at the same time as he was beaten by the other party.
Sometimes all it takes to break the world is a little willfulness from a rich person.
He had heard about the Tiger Claw Gang and the legend of the gang.
So he chose to be a street boy - the gang would definitely help him regain his dignity. This is the story of the night. According to the rules of the city, if he wanted to find an opportunity to defeat rich people, it would be to join a gang. But unfortunately, reality threw his dignity to the ground for the second time.
Also
How can a well-paid restaurant waiter not have a complete set of decent clothes and prosthetics?
My mother relies entirely on sex dolls to support herself.
I couldn't accept it at the time, but now that I think about it, there's actually nothing wrong with it.
The memory in front of me comes to that night on Ellen Street, the mother who was stunned, the company dog who was thoughtful and then laughed evilly, and
confused, helpless, and embarrassed. He covered his wounds and ran away.
The self in the mirror was getting further and further away, and Yoshida suddenly found himself lying on the bed, surrounded by darkness, as if someone was moving on top of him.
But this feeling is not clear. Looking around, this seems to be my own home.
There are countless figures moving around the house, including the woman cooking at the stove, the boy using virtual reality goggles at the dining table, the woman cleaning the house, the mother exhorting her son when going out, and the perfunctory child.
".Hongyi, you have to study hard. The current environment is not good and it is hard to find a job."
".Hongyi, are you tired from school courses? Try this and listen. Tell me what amino acids are mixed with it”
".Hongyi, mom is a little tired today. Can you do the laundry?"
".Hongyi, it doesn't matter if you lose the ball game. Eat something and win back next time."
". Hongyi, you will be 16 years old after today, smile.”
There is also a mother and son taking a photo by the window.
Yoshida walked to the window, looked out, and saw a familiar noise in the sea of people shaking in the endless data stream.
"Hongyi, where have you been?"
"Hongyi's mother is not very capable, but she only has you"
"Where have you been?"
By the window, mother and son The figure taking the photo became clearer and clearer. Yoshida, who was in hallucination, opened his mouth, but couldn't say what he wanted to say.
He wandered around this big city, trying to buy a love, but in fact this love was always there.
After going around in a circle, I was actually still in the same place.
Severe pain awakened Yoshida, and the gray and blurry digital world came to a standstill. The beating characters and noises became clearer and clearer as if being woven with needlework, and the colors became more and more distinct——
He reached out and touched it, which became clearer and more familiar. The figure
The sense of space returned and colors filled his world again, and this figure became more and more familiar
The dark dress and thick shawl that always covered the second layer of clothes, slightly His stooped back, his hair always tied up in front of him.
"Mom?"
呲——
The world was suddenly punctured by a mosaic. On the familiar figure, the head was not a familiar face.
To be precise, it was a malformed brain tied with some kind of complex prosthesis. The swollen white matter squeezed out of the cracks in the skull, filled with wires and injections, covering the eyes and nose. Just a little mouth left.
"Hongichi."
Yoshida, or Joestar's eyes returned to normal, clearer than before.
Two long robotic arms moved away from his face, and more robotic arms cut into his body, then filled his body with new components.
A series of error codes almost obscured the field of vision, and all kinds of strange prosthetic components that were unheard of and unseen were connected to the body.
Neural reinforcement components composed of complex electrodes and high-end materials were roughly inserted into the brain -
The pain occupied all his sensory nerves!
But Yoshida stared blankly at the little bit of lips exposed by this monster
“Mom?”
Bang!
A loud noise came from behind, and Dum Dum, covered in unknown liquid, broke through the crowd with two guns!
These people who were hacked by the skill chip attacked Dum Dum with fists and kicks. The garbage of the prosthetic body determined that they had little strength, but there were just too many people.
It seems that the load-bearing structure has been damaged, and the entire underground space is slowly collapsing!
This place seems to be collapsing at any time!
"Jostar! Are you still fucking alive? Just make a sound if you're alive! This place is going to fucking collapse! It's time to run away!"
Boom!
The fragments and shock waves made the access chamber, which was already full of cracks, even more broken, and the liquid flow out accelerated!
Joestar woke up instantly: the pain almost destroyed his nerves, but he thought of a problem:
The brain cannot be exposed to the air!
If the liquid drains out, what will happen to the people inside? !
"Farewell"
Bah!
The mechanical hand stabbed directly into Joestar's throat.
“Hong Yi’s mother found a singing chip for you, go be a singer!”
The electronic sound of “Monster” sounded, and Joestar became more and more sure that this was his mother!
Memories literally "flooded" out of his head: When he was 6 years old, he fantasized about becoming a rock king and participating in a community singing competition. As a result, he was outperformed by a kid with an awesome singing chip, and he never sang again. He sang.
"Jostar! Hold on! Hold on until I rescue you, and you will be the super hunk who can take down the Brain Devil Gang!"
A modified mechanical arm suddenly thrust out like a sharp sword, but soon
Boom!
The broken arm was smashed back!
“Go to hell!”
With only half of his body left, Dum Dum pushed away the cyberzombie that was rubbing against him, holding the Sadara shotgun in his hand gun!
The flashing electric light, the waving mechanical arm, the gradually collapsing underground space, and the unrecognizable mother
The equally powerless myself was caught in the middle.
It seems that there is a fight between the past self and the future self. The self that didn’t want to lose just now suddenly hopes that neither side will win.
But neither side can lose.
Jostar stopped thinking.
Bang!
The room shook.
“The Brain Demon Gang has really created something very perverted”
The mechanical arm in front of me was grabbed by two more powerful octopus arms and twisted to both sides, and another octopus arm came from I picked up the glass piece from the ground, pressed it back onto the glass bin, and sealed it with sealant.
This hero just passed through Joestar's eyes.
The giant Jack stood between Dum Dum and Joestar, holding on to the roof beam that was about to break.
The bullet hit the side of his head. V ejected Sadara's egg shell, popped it to the ground, looked at the stunned Dum Dum and said:
"Long time no see, why are you so miserable?"
Liel looked at Joestar who seemed to be still conscious: "Are you still alive?"
Tie Shouhe nodded crazily.
(End of this chapter)