"Where is this? Who am I? What time is it now?" Saburo Arasaka looked at the endless white grid plain around him, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.
He is so old that he has forgotten why he is here. Why do I feel so old? Saburo Arasaka stood there for a few minutes before gradually regaining his memory.
Oh, he is almost one hundred and forty years old, no wonder he feels too old.
"Memory Backup No. 1, how do you feel now?" Another Saburo Arasaka suddenly appeared in front of him, with a hint of urgency in his tone.
"Memory backup? So, I am not me, I am just a memory that has been copied from the backup?" The old man who was called a memory backup took a moment to think about his situation and found relevant information in his memory.
A trace of unwillingness flashed across his face, but he eventually regained his composure.
He answered to himself: "It doesn't look abnormal. Our plan was more than half successful. There is no physical drag. I feel much better now. Have we still not completed the uniqueness certification?"
"Unfortunately, even today, it has not been completed, but I have solved the step of emotional quantification. I know that you had murderous intentions just now, but because you knew very well that it was meaningless, you endured it again. I guess you will continue
Do you want me to agree to temporarily retain your data for further synchronization experiments?" Saburo Arasaka looked at his own memory copy in the virtual space and shook his head with some regret: "No. 146 has already been tried, it's impossible.
You only have one hour."
Memory Copy No. 1 sighed when he heard this, and his whole body seemed to shrink in size: "That's a shame. You should have said it earlier, giving me hope and killing it with your own hands. This is what you and I enjoy the most, isn't it?
What?"
Saburo Arasaka laughed happily, like a cruel child. Only in front of himself would he smile so wildly: "If you are willing to cooperate with me in conducting some data tests, maybe you can save some time. I know that we
I like to see the sea of cherry blossoms in my hometown the most, and the scene of young cherry blossoms picking flowers in the sea of flowers. Don’t you want to see it again?”
Following Saburo Arasaka's words, the entire space flickered, and the scene in his memory was revealed.
No. 1 took a greedy look at these pictures, but Saburo Arasaka had cruelly restored everything to its original appearance.
"You are such a cruel bastard, if only I were you!" No. 1 shouted: "Since you are the real bastard, then you must live well and live until the end of the world.
Don’t forget our memories that you personally sent away!”
"I know, you are wasting your own time by continuing to talk!" Saburo Arasaka disappeared into this space with a smile. Then, various tests on the memory copy No. 1 began immediately.
This is a top-secret project within the soul digitization project within the Arasaka Group, dedicated to serving Saburo Arasaka alone.
At that time, General Joel Martinez was only using second-generation technology. With the cooperation between Arasaka Group and Ghost, the project department has iterated this technology to the fourth generation in response to some of the information provided by Ghost about his existence form.
generation.
The digitized soul can not only be preserved more stably, but also maintain itself more completely. It is almost a one-to-one copy, but for Saburo Arasaka, this is almost an unacceptable description. If he is absolute.
Moreover, he cannot accept the possibility that his will may be copied and kept as an electronic pet. How to make the digital soul unique and non-copyable is another problem they face.
Saburo Arasaka withdrew from the virtual space happily. To be fair, the soul digitization technology is mature enough, but his ambitions don't stop there.
Eternal life, in the face of transcendence, is like comparing the sand in the desert to the sun!
For Saburo Arasaka, it took him half a century to create the Arasaka Group from scratch, and another half century to make Arasaka replace neon and become the symbol of the country.
He wants to prolong life, and tens of thousands of people forget to eat and sleep, raising the world's prosthetic technology to a higher level and realizing the popularization of prosthetic parts; he wants a palace in the sky, with powers beyond any previous rulers of this country.
Glory, hence the Crystal Palace.
Before the emergence of superhumans, the whole world was taken in front of him. Then the dream was shattered, superhumans appeared, and the player appeared. The world suddenly became strange and full of opportunities. It is a pity that Saburo Arasaka is old. Even though
No matter how many prosthetic organs he received, his brain and reactions gradually slowed down, and he could no longer face challenges with the same fighting spirit as before.
His body could not support his ambition, and the pain of his soul being trapped in the shell and wailing day and night once kept Saburo Arasaka awake at night.
So he invested crazily in prosthetic equipment and funded stubborn idiots like Adam Hammer to constantly explore the limits of human prosthetics. As a result, a wave of superhumans emerged.
Suddenly, countless roads leading to his dream appeared in front of Saburo Arasaka. Although fate may not have favored Saburo Arasaka this time because he was too old, he only needed a little meaningless money to change his dream.
Here comes the most precious gift——
For example, a Greedy Blood potion carrying gluttony cells. This substance that combines the genetic information of two people from the Seven Deadly Sins actually only costs 3.5 million federal coins. The price is so cheap that Saburo Arasaka feels that this is the world's mockery of him.
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However, something more dramatic happened later. After careful calculation, Arasaka's medical department determined that Saburo Arasaka's fragile body could not withstand the reshaping of the body by the medicine. He had 72.1%
May die during awakening
Saburo Arasaka is too old.
First giving people hope, and then killing it mercilessly, this is Saburo Arasaka's favorite pastime, and now he is being entertained.
After that, Saburo Arasaka began to cooperate with Ghost to further explore the mysteries of the field of soul digitization. In this process, Ghost was undoubtedly the beneficiary, and it gained a lot from Mikkelsen through the Arasaka Group.
Things that are out of reach.
For example, a detector sent to the end of deep space carrying ghost copies, such as the launch keys of some nuclear weapons, or a large number of controlled robots.
Saburo Arasaka doesn't care whether ghosts will become a cancer in human civilization in the future. He only focuses on the present. If not, he would not be able to reach the heights he is today.
But everything is different now. Players from another world have appeared. They are like gods coming down to earth, trampling all the efforts and pride of Arasaka Saburo under their feet.
As the head of the Arasaka Group, Saburo Arasaka has been in contact with the Blazers. His psychological tactics department has drawn an obvious conclusion through behavioral analysis, that is, most of the Blazers have not received a good basic education, and those players
They are like the irritable monkeys on the high school football team, always operating under the control of adrenaline.
However, there is a group of people who are born immortal and have the ability to travel between worlds at will!
Ever since the day the player appeared, Saburo Arasaka began to feel uncomfortable. He felt as if he was living in a confined space that was so narrow that it was difficult to turn over. The air was so turbid that it was difficult for him to swallow.
Saburo Arasaka wanted to transcend, and this desire was even stronger than his wish for immortality. How could a great adventurer allow himself to explore in the bathtub?
This is also the reason why the Arasaka Group has been showing a lot of presence in this war. Time is running out for Saburo Arasaka, and Tsugumi must be recognized by the player group.
"Master Yori Xuan has returned from a meeting in Gaul. He said he wants to see you." A guard walked up behind Saburo Arasaka and whispered.
"Why does a small military aid association need to see me? Doesn't he have control over this matter?" Saburo Arasaka shook his head, but he still planned to meet his son.
This Gaul meeting attended by Arasaka Yorinobu was the compromise made by the Arasaka Group recently under the pressure of nuclear war.
Saburo Arasaka decided to provide a batch of military aid of no less than 300 billion neon coins to the European Federation Army, but at the same time, he also donated a batch of neon superhuman bodies to the player group through private channels.
There are not many other neon things, but there are enough people. Enough people means that there are enough superhumans. Saburo Arasaka does not need to directly kidnap those superhumans. He only needs to hand over the information and addresses of these people.
The players are enough.
Metahumans around the world are being threatened by players. In this case, the neon metahumans are also being hunted by players. It is not impressive at all. Even if Mikkelsen wants to cause trouble for Arasaka, there is no evidence.
The huge size and influence of the Arasaka Group means that it is not afraid of Mikkelsen and the federal and corporate alliances behind it. As the old saying goes, if the federation suspects that you have weapons of mass destruction, you
It's better to actually have it.
The Arasaka Group does have weapons of mass destruction, and there are a lot of them.
Arasaka Yorinobu in the office was wearing a decent Arasaka-style suit. He was a little restless. At the Gallic Conference, the mysterious Mikkelsen had secretly met with him, hoping that he could stand up and take on more responsibility for the Arasaka family.
Much responsibility.
"Your father is too old. In order to extend his life, he did some wrong things. You know us, and we have the power to end this farce at any time." Mikkelsen's words were very explicit: "But it doesn't matter.
In terms of responsibility to mankind, I hope that the Arasaka Group will have a smoother transfer of power."
This may be the first time that the word usurping the throne appeared in Arasaka Yorinobu's mind. He couldn't sleep all night long thinking about it. All that came to his mind were images of Arasaka Saburo making deals with the Trail Blazers over the years.
"Father, you really did something wrong this time." Arasaka Yorinobu looked at the pistol he put in the drawer, and then at the family samurai sword hanging on the wall as a decoration. He felt that the uneasiness in his heart was temporary.
was suppressed.
As a 'ronin' who had been on the streets, Arasaka Yorinobu's swordsmanship was actually pretty good. He didn't want to get to that point, but no one knew Saburo better than him. I'm afraid nothing could stop his growing ambitions except death.
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However, as the door of the office was opened, the first person to walk in was the transformed Adam Hammer, whose mechanized body two and a half meters away carried a large amount of unabashed heavy firepower.
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A pair of red eyes wandered back and forth in their sockets, scanning every secret in the office.
While walking, the sound of mechanical transmission made people frown. Arasaka Yorinobu frowned and directly yelled: "Who allowed you to come here! Get out!"
"Yorinobu, what did I teach you before? Be polite to those who are loyal to us, ahem." Arasaka Saburo then walked into Arasaka Yorinobu's office through the open door, with his hands clasped in his hands and a look on his face.
There seemed to be a sneer on his face as he sat directly in front of Arasaka Yorinobu.
"I heard that you were eager to see me as soon as you came back from Gaul. In order not to waste our time, I got a general idea of the problems you encountered in Gaul on the way here." Saburo Arasaka was so direct.
Asked: "I guess the biggest question is that some people say there is no cooperation between us and players, right?"
Saburo Arasaka looked at the panicked Yorinobu Arasaka, and a hint of disappointment flashed across his face: "I can tell you directly that there is indeed cooperation between us and the players."
"This is betrayal by all mankind!" Arasaka Yorinobu punched the table and shouted loudly to his father.
"Who was betrayed? Whose war is this?" Saburo Arasaka watched as Adam Hammer pressed a hand on Arasaka Yorinobu's shoulder, making him unable to move.
"Do you think that when I get old, the Arasaka Group will automatically inherit to you? You don't understand this behemoth. It is alive and has its own ambitions. You must constantly satisfy the appetite of this behemoth to ensure that it remains so docile.
"Arasaka Saburo then stood up and said: "Whether military technology, superhumans, or players are just tools to achieve their goals."
"Until now, you haven't learned to distinguish who is the enemy and who is the friend." Saburo Arasaka shook his head and walked out step by step: "From now on, Mr. Adam will be responsible for ensuring your personal safety. Don't go see him."
Those weird people, listen to some nonsense words."
Arasaka Yorinobu was pinned down on his chair by Adam's heavy hammer. He couldn't say a word, but his eyes looked extremely calm.
"I knew you would do this, father." Arasaka Yorinobu looked at the time, and the lights in the office suddenly flickered, then returned to normal in an instant.
But there were two more people in the room, Wang Zhengdao, and Tang Ji, who was reading a book in his hand.