Xining turned around and walked in the opposite direction. She wanted to go back to her ward to rest. She was very busy studying all the things tonight.

It’s not tonight, but in the past few days, as long as two experimental samples cannot produce any results, some of them will be easy to mess with.

When he left, Xining smiled. Don’t say that Lawrence is such a smart person, and he just said thank you.

I should really thank her.

I made trouble on the surveillance so that the security guards would not go to the death one after another. The guns they configured were no match for the laser.

I made a lot of delicious egg tarts so that almost everyone could enjoy them in the office or in the tea room. I could also communicate with each other while eating, chatting, etc.

In the institute, there were not only one group of patrols. In order to "rescue" the female assistant, Lawrence called half of the security guards, leaving only one group of patrolling the yard.

Otherwise, at least a dozen of them would die in the institute tonight, just like the previous plot. The owner escaped from the institute with broken limbs and blood on the ground.

The owner had to escape because after receiving the news, he felt that the experimental items could not be kept, so he was "handled". The security guards were also nervous because of the blood from the broken limbs. After receiving the direct order, they shot and killed them regardless of gender.

Xining returned to the room and lay flat on the hospital bed in a comfortable position, closing her eyes.

The moment she closed her eyes, her thinking was like falling into a black hole, but this black hole was not completely black. The entire hole was surrounded by digital connections, and passing through the black hole was the Internet.

Lawrence calmly called the video conference above and reported the situation: "In view of the extremely dangerous nature of No. 31 and No. 33, it is recommended to initiate the destruction process."

After thinking about it, the general manager above picked up his cell phone and called: "Hey, Mr. President? I'm sorry, I know it's too late, but I have to report to you and ask for your opinion..."

After hanging up the phone, the general manager gave the result: "Start the destruction procedure."

Lawrence immediately opened a program on the computer next to him, then entered the password, and performed eyeball and fingerprint authentication. Entered the selection page.

At this time, on the map, two red dots are moving in different directions, and the speed is still quite fast.

Lawrence clicked the confirmation button and heard a slightly mechanical sound from the computer speaker: "Please confirm again to start the destruction program."

Lawrence clicked again to confirm without hesitation.

The countdown to the next ten-seconds begins. As the number in time becomes smaller and smaller, the "beep" prompt sound becomes more and more rapid. This is a reminder that if you need to terminate, just enter the password and it can stop. Otherwise, the ten-second countdown to the end and the bomb will explode.

When it was five seconds, the computer started to report the time: "Five, four, three, two, one, start...beep~"

Hearing the long "beep" sound, Lawrence and the people present, including the general project leader in the video conference, sighed inadvertently.

Hundreds of millions of knives were killed in this way. But no one thought that thirty-seven lives were sacrificed in vain.

I immediately heard the computer's voice: "The destruction program failed, the destruction program failed..."

Everyone was stunned and stayed there, listening blankly to the computer's "destroy program failed". The tracking point on the computer, two red dots, continued to expand the distance in both directions.

Because this research cost a lot and the experimental product that was finally successful, I didn't want to ruin it so easily, so I set up a layer of regret procedures. As a result, I became those two guys. After I found something was wrong, I decrypted the password and blocked the contact between the launcher and the bomb.

Lawrence reacted the fastest: “Supervise the chips now and see where they are!”

Next to the command room, there were a row of computer engineers sitting, and the leader immediately tapped the computer keyboard.

So two red dots soon appeared on the map. The difference this time is that it is not the coordinates brought by the bomb positioning, but the chip itself.

Lawrence ordered: "Format the chip, now."

As long as the chip is formatted, these two people will return to their original form. You should know that when adjusting the chip last time, you entered a remote operating program, and I don’t know if it is still useful.

After clicking on formatting, the engineer in charge responded happily: "It is useful. Now formatting is 1%, 1.5, and the speed is constantly accelerating, 2, 5, 7, 10..."

Everyone looked at the big silver screen in front of them nervously. If all of them were formatted, then these two people would be as stupid as before, and they were so stupid that they could deal with them.

"Dou...Dou..." The computer announced after two long roars in front and behind: "Format failed."

Without asking, the engineer reported the data: "One is formatted 20%; the other is 25%.

"That's fine," an engineer next to him said optimistically: "These can also reduce their IQ by 20%!"

Xining, who had been watching in the monitoring, shook her head. They could make up for the formatted things as soon as they went online. It might take some time to supplement useful things, but it did not have much impact on them. After all, they could choose to push the unnecessary things to the front and format them first, and place them in the folder behind them.

If it were her, she would definitely do this.

With a smile in the office, Lawrence's face became more and more gloomy: "Don't be too optimistic. They can add information immediately and put the information that is not the most important in the front file. What we removed is probably only 20% of their unimportant information, which just helps them clear the memory."

Xining couldn't help but nodded, but this doctor was still smart.

"Dr. Lawrence, do you have any plans now?" asked the general manager. This is a good method. The general manager must have no idea about any tricks for a while. He always has to find someone to come up with an idea. If he fails to do it, he will take the blame or something.

Lawrence responded: "I suggest you contact the president again and ask him to send out elites to kill these two guys."

The general manager frowned slightly: "Do you have to use this kind of method that is very dynamic?"

Lawrence explained: "They can now design a skateboard that can fly by stepping on their feet according to the drone. They can use a few laser bulbs to create a laser. When they have more resources, it is possible to create a big bomb. If they get back to the chip early, their IQ will not be like this."

The general responsible person was a little panicked: "That is..."

"Yes, they will continue to evolve. Now we can monitor their chips and see what is stored in their chips. When they get rid of us completely, collect information online, and enter any Internet." Lawrence said very seriously: "Any device that can be connected to the Internet, including computers, mobile phones, and surveillance, may become their weapons."
Chapter completed!