"This is a pair of brothers, one of the first batch of clinical surgery participants. They are still the kind of geeks who have been on the Internet since childhood. They are obsessed with technological development and so on. They also rely on their sense of news to operate their own operation.
A small-scale Internet company, and then it also speculated in some small stocks in the technology sector and made some money."
Protector Ti said respectfully: "So he is a big shot from the old era?"
"Well, you misunderstood. It's impossible for a really big man to sit here and watch the game." Xiang Shan shrugged, "Although the snack set I ordered was the richest one. A small rich man of this level, even with
It was difficult to talk to Xiangshan in 2046. They just had some savings and didn’t have much expenses, so when the reconstructive surgery was just launched, they just had enough money to undergo the surgery."
"For that generation of young people, there is nothing more deviant and cool than this genetic modification surgery. 'Not even the history in our blood can restrain us.' In this way, they are simply instigated... ordinary people
Young people."
Protector Ti said: "Thank you, Master, for your guidance."
"Then, 'the first batch' basically means 'no back door.'" Xiangshan picked up a piece of popcorn with half interest and chewed it loudly, "Of course they became the first batch of knights, but their martial arts skills
Just like that, they were responsible for more peripheral support and preparation of supplies. So, these brothers were lucky enough to survive until the 'only defeat' when they charged alone... This title is really heartwarming. In short, they survived.
The era when Wu Zu was beheaded and Wu Zu’s memories were uploaded. At that time, Wu Zu’s friends also called for everyone to upload the memories of Xiang Shan together, and don’t let the patrons have the right to speak and define..."
"This section is one of them. How does this section have anything to do with Martial Ancestor?" As he spoke, the Six Dragons Cult Leader pointed to the place where Lu Xuanyu rested.
"They just watched Xiang Shan go there from a distance. So, this memory is related to Xiang Shan."
"Of course, there is nothing wrong with this. Not only Xiangshan's relatives and friends have seen Xiangshan, many people have seen Xiangshan. Many times it is just a glimpse from a distance, but this can be regarded as historical data. Only by verifying multiple historical data can we guarantee
Authenticity. That’s pretty much it.”
"But, oh, but, having too many memories like this will also cause...evil consequences."
"Some studies believe that an ordinary person will only have one 'memory', one 'judgment' and one 'attitude' for a single 'event' at the same time. This person must be based on his own experience.
Core. Even if you get a description from another perspective from other people's narration, it is often not as unforgettable as your own experience. And only when your own memory is diluted by the 'forgetting' mechanism, the same 'event'
Only other memories can be glued together."
"In the natural state, people are such animals. People can only have one experience at the same time. Unless he forgets it first, he first feels that a certain memory or event is dull, and the weight of it in the brain
The coefficient is low and unimportant, otherwise other people's narratives will not produce structural changes. Other people's descriptions will only be 'annotations' and 'supplements'."
"According to people's memory, the core is always their own private experience, and then there are a lot of descriptions from other perspectives as supplements. There may also be some imaginary beautification of memories... People can only get their own
experience. The brain arranges memories this way because humans only edit their minds this way.”
Having said this, Xiang Shan sighed: "It's just that we have found... found the path for the brain to encode experience, and found the pattern for memory to be glued into personality components. We can edit our own minds. However, the traditional mental model
, but did not consider the convenience of 'editing'. When a memory is inserted, another similar memory will be overwritten and forgotten..."
"Human beings all have the characteristic of 'turning a blind eye'. This characteristic may be a characteristic evolved by the brain in order to save resources. Although many studies support this hypothesis, there is a lack of key support. We are still unable to figure out how the brain judges
'similar' basis...but there are also some phenomena that oppose this hypothesis."
Protector Ti felt his head was pounding: "Master, you can stop talking about scientific knights for a moment and just tell the conclusion..."
Xiang Shan bit his Coca-Cola straw and said: "Nowadays, when people download memories from the maze-like infinitely branched blockchain, what content they can download is all random. Then one person, for one thing, still
There can only be one kind of intuitive memory... The second one will either cover it up, or reduce its weight and become an annotation. This creates countless kinds of Xiangshan in the world..."
"Yes."
"What do you think the twelfth Martial God on Earth will do after seeing me?"
"I'm afraid..." Protector Ti said, "Let's draw our guns and face them."
"That's it." Xiangshan looked bored, "Do you think I am Xiangshan?"
"It must be."
"Where is the twelfth God of War?"
"this……"
"Needless to say. According to Yanye's judgment, he is... more like the real Xiangshan than me. We only have a little difference in key places. Just a little bit. You know how this little bit came about
?"
Protector Ti shook his head.
Xiang Shan leaned on the backrest. The surrounding audience just stood up enthusiastically and shouted towards the ring. It seemed that a popular player should have taken the stage.
Amidst the warm cheers from three hundred years ago, the Six Dragons Cult Leader leaned back on his chair, his expression neither sad nor joyous: "In order to facilitate publicity, Xiangshan invented part of his motives and beautified part of his image.
Thousands of memories are merged into the memory maze, and the content is even more huge."
"It's just that Xiangshan's own memory of being taken away by Yawgmoth is more complete and is the backbone. The memories uploaded by Xiangshan's relatives and friends are more coherent and are the main branches. And these complicated historical records are just leaves."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "When Xiang Shan made this decision, he didn't know that future generations would copy him eleven times in order to obtain weapons. Naturally, he didn't need to think about it.
The problem of 'image deviation'. Originally these were just minutiae."
"Just this small difference has already made me a different Martial God."
"When you paste part of the memory of Zhihu Dharma into your own mind, it will inevitably cover up some of your own parts. The brain is like this... For hunter-gatherers, accurate memory is a luxury. In terms of personality and cognition
The drastic changes caused may make you no longer recognize yourself."
"When you practice your internal skills to a profound level, the memories stored in the hard drive will be the same as those stored in the brain. But in this case, the brain's cognitive ability has undergone a huge change."
The guardian said: "Master, are you worried about the drastic change in mentality of your subordinates? I have thought about this carefully..."
"Then think about it again." Xiang Shan waved his hand, "At the same time, summarize what I just said and write it on the document you want to hand over to yourself. After this memory is gone, you can think about it carefully."
Tihu Fa closed his eyes and reorganized the words.
Then, he bowed slightly to Xiang Shan and sent a text message.
Then, he disappeared.
After leaving this place, the external device storing the memory will pop up automatically. He cannot access the stored memory and will naturally forget it immediately.
If the crane moves from the left to the right, the text will be resent.
Thinking of this, the leader sighed again.
If it hadn't been for another one of himself, that is, the damn Twelve Gods of War, who had taken away the memory of another of his holy masters, the Six Dragons Sect wouldn't have had to be so troublesome.
Fortunately, Mars is far away from King Agni, so the Six Dragons Sect can urgently build new channels after abandoning all original channels.
Xiangshan grabbed another handful of popcorn.
It has no taste.
The brothers' profound memories of this day are all related to Lu Xuanyu. The smell of popcorn and the taste of Loco are not strongly related to this memory.
So are hot dogs.
Xiang Shan sighed slightly.
The Six Dragons Sect is actually a Zhengjin sect.
He is not a liar.
The "righteousness" of the Six Dragons Sect...
He himself believed it.
No persuasion is needed. Midrash is used to convince other people, not himself. Xiangshan feels from the bottom of his heart that the current human race is still hopeless.
If a new pair of shoes is stepped on by poop, it will make people feel that it is unclean.
What about mankind, which has suffered disaster for more than two hundred years?
Humanity can no longer go back to the past.
"Leaving" is the only way out.
Only the infinite universe and the "cost of invasion" that increases exponentially with the distance between stars can hedge against human greed.
He really hopes that more people can ascend.
The dignified leader of the Demon Cult was sitting in the stands three hundred years ago, chewing buttered popcorn that was almost tasteless, and looking at himself in the players' rest area three hundred years ago.
"Damn it, if you didn't lose as an idiot, why would you need me?" The leader threw a piece of popcorn. Then, the popcorn violated the laws of physics and crashed into his mouth.
"What kind of physics engine? It's really... watching the game and watching the game."
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In the players' rest area, Lu Xuanyu quickly removed his lower limbs. His current lower limbs were extremely rudimentary, and his calf muscles were just a few exposed pieces of elastic.
Boxers can't attack the legs anyway, so even the outer armor of the lower limbs is omitted, and the weight is reduced to an insane level.
This limb is almost a dazzling way to lose weight. The power part is all in the thigh area.
Of course, this kind of weight-reducing prosthetic body is not durable. After playing a game, it almost needs to be repaired.
At this time, Xiang Shan came over, bent down and asked, "Lao Lu, how are you doing?"