Chapter 1316 The Matrix
McCann, in a basement in Eagle Fort.
“Haha, haha, is this the joy of throwing away everything?”
“Come on, embrace the chaos, embrace the ultimate freedom!”
“Put yourself into my arms Come on, kids, only I can make you great again!”
In a silver-white titanium alloy cage, lies Lieutenant General Laura with disheveled hair.
At this time, he was in a state of madness, with flames burning in his eyes, and his mouth kept making horrible noises that only demons could shout.
Outside, a group of researchers in white coats were discussing something under the surveillance of heavily armed soldiers.
"According to the surveillance video, the Lieutenant General took the bloody flame given by the devil." The leading young researcher pondered.
"The Lieutenant General is also a mutant. Why don't the mutants resist this?" the young assistant asked.
"Xenogenes are the immune products of natural space against mysterious invasions. Under what circumstances will the immune system accept foreign bodies?" the old researcher asked rhetorically.
“With the injection of anti-rejection drugs?” the assistant replied tentatively.
"The error is naturally caused by the non-existence of the immune system." The old researcher reminded.
"By the way, the brain is where the immune system does not work. It can escape the jurisdiction of the immune system." The assistant suddenly realized.
"You are right. The only reason is that the immune system of the alien species has disappeared, so it did not resist the bloody flame." The old researcher said with a serious face.
"In other words, this bloody flame will make the defense mechanism of the alien species disappear? Isn't this the HIV virus? It specifically attacks the immune system itself." The young researcher was shocked.
You must know that the resistance of alien species to various negative effects is very powerful, and it is also the source of the alien species' sense of superiority.
However, now that even the alien species can't resist what the devil gives, the problem is huge.
The demon's defeat on the frontal battlefield was indeed not the end.
"You have been discussing it for so long, what should we do now? Can the lieutenant general be saved?" a soldier asked.
"The only way now is to perform surgery to remove the alien species from the body." The old researcher gave the only solution.
"What's the risk?" the soldier asked.
"The risk is not big. Xenotransplantation is a very mature job. Just control the Lieutenant General."
"We need a calm Lieutenant General, not a powerful Xenomorph , let’s do the surgery,” the soldier said directly.
The old researcher was a little surprised. Can a soldier make such a decision?
"This is the lieutenant general's son." the assistant whispered.
He understood.
"Okay then, we will arrange the operation now. Please let the lieutenant general sleep first." The old researcher nodded.
The lieutenant general's son waved his hand, and the soldiers began to prepare the anesthesia gun. The syringe was very thick, as thick as a child's arm. It should be used for elephants or even whales.
At this moment, everyone saw ripples in the air.
The next moment, an old man also wearing a white coat, but with messy hair appeared here.
"Dr. Stein?" the lieutenant general's son asked in surprise.
Of course he knows this former collaborator, the scientist who proposed a series of black technologies.
"No, please call me Doctor Strange now. I am a scientist who has mastered magic now." Dr. Stein smiled, and then pointed towards the noisy cage.
A black aura appeared, the Lieutenant General swayed, and then passed out.
"This, this, have you also changed your profession to become a superhero?" the old researcher asked.
"Well, because I found that only magic can fight magic, so I changed my job." Dr. Stein said with a smile.
"You lied! The doctor would never do this! He is the most staunch scientific supremacy. You are a fake!"
The one who spoke out was not someone else, but the young assistant !
The next moment, he turned into a pile of mud. And Dr. Stein immediately transformed into a clown!
"Ah! How did you get in here?" The old researcher felt incredible.
"Haha, I want to thank the demons for their invasion. Their appearance has made me stronger, not to mention that there is such a bright coordinate here." The clown laughed wildly. .
Then he got into the cage the next moment and grabbed Lieutenant General Laura.
There was a loud sound of gunfire.
Unfortunately it was too late, both of them disappeared in the ripples.
"Damn it! Damn it! Bastard!" The lieutenant general's son fired his gun crazily, causing bullets to ricochet.
The people around him were so frightened that they quickly ran away.
After all the bullets were fired, the lieutenant general’s son calmed down and said to the researchers:
“We can’t continue to be cowards like this!”
"We can no longer let others come in and out at will!"
At this time, the old researcher came out from behind a pillar.
"There is only one way, and that is to concentrate the power of faith and cultivate a super powerful hero."
"How to concentrate the power?"
"Explode the population. If a population of 10 billion is exploded, the hero's power will be thirty times that of the previous one. If a population of one trillion is exploded, the power will be three thousand times that of the previous one. Such a powerful force is already close to the upper limit of the mysterious power that the earth can contain. ”
"One trillion? You can't do it even if the earth is broken."
"Dr. Stein previously developed a technology for intubation in the back of the head. Normal reproduction of the population requires too much, including food, clothing, housing, transportation and entertainment. All needs must be taken care of. If we follow the example of the Matrix, the space and resources that can feed one person now are enough to feed a thousand people. At the same time, we can also vigorously develop other habitable planets, just to solve the problem of transmitting the power of faith across galaxies." The elderly researcher suggested.
"Well, yes, you reminded me that I should have done this a long time ago. The previous guys were too conservative!" The lieutenant general's son was ecstatic when he heard this.
“But this matter can only be decided after discussion by the Eagle Fort Committee.”
“No need, that backward and inefficient decision-making model should have been eliminated long ago! It should be now Caesar mode!" the lieutenant general's son said without hesitation.
The old researcher was stunned when he heard this.
Although McCann also has a family tradition of being in power for generations, there are really not many people who blatantly say they want to be Caesar.
"Caesar! Our Caesar!" the soldiers shouted fanatically.
They seemed to admire this lieutenant general's son who had never shown up much before.
"Well, my name is Caesar today, and you will start studying the Matrix model immediately!" Caesar ordered without hesitation.
The old researcher thinks the other party is a fool?
Does he think that the huge Eagle Fort and its complicated operating mechanism can be mastered by shouting a few slogans?
Where do funds come from?
Where will the manpower be arranged?
How to proceed?
How do you get others to trust you?
These things are nothing.
"Sorry, I'm not Doraemon. I can only make suggestions. It's impossible for you to just come up with whatever you want." The old researcher spread his hands.
"What do you need?"
"Funding, manpower, team, and formal process documents..." the old researcher said one by one.
"These are not problems," Caesar said, taking out a USB flash drive from his arms, "This is the account password and related permissions that my father used to order. I can now allocate what you want on the management platform. . "
The old researcher was stunned, and then he realized that the other party had been ready.
I’m afraid things like fingerprints and iris have already been prepared.
(End of this chapter)