"You must remember that the innate human body is the most humble."
A huge Austrian black and brown hound scolded: "Martial arts is easy to practice, difficult to practice. It is easy to practice because you just need to leave everything to the machine. It is difficult to practice."
, because if you want to practice well, you must transcend innate things and achieve great freedom!"
This is the picture that comes to mind.
——What a familiar argument...
The man was thinking this way. "He"... "Xiang Shan" should have had a character in his past who said similar things, right?
Sure enough, there was a weak bioelectric surge in the brain. It seemed that memories were being reawakened.
But what appears on the surface of consciousness now is not Xiangshan's memory.
This memory belongs to Will Granddog. It is what his father taught him and his brothers and sisters.
The huge hound did not teach Will how to use any moves. These were all implanted into Will's prosthetic body along with martial arts algorithms.
They are just practicing continuously, strengthening the use of bionic boxing in actual combat, and honing in on the biological brain, martial arts algorithms and prosthetic bodies.
Convolution calculation is already a very mature concept. Prosthetics can also optimize themselves to a certain extent based on long-term records.
The biological brain must also form a neural circuit that matches the martial arts algorithm.
And martial arts algorithms are constantly being written into new strategy groups because of biological brains and prosthetics.
This is the martial arts practice of Cybermen.
It is meaningless for a person to repeatedly perform a set of punches. The "programmed memory" stored in the brain [also commonly known as "muscle memory"] has a completely negligible impact on the body. Cybermen do not need to update
It is impossible to enhance physical fitness through exercise. The "practice" of martial arts is completely meaningless.
Cyber martial arts only has "fighting methods".
The path of martial arts for Cybermen only involves actual combat.
This is not a good memory. Xiang Shan felt a little nauseous just reading it.
But there is no way, Xiangshan needs to absorb the memory of the dog-shaped warrior.
He didn't remember very clearly about this aspect. Not to mention that he was not an expert in the field of brain nerves [and besides, brain science alone can be subdivided into countless fields], even if he was, there was nothing he could do about it.
Grasp the face of this era.
Where has the information technology of this era reached? Has the principle of "emotion" been clarified? Is it possible to create a code for "emotion"?
have no idea.
But even in the era in his memory, it is very dangerous to suddenly read other people's memory storage devices.
A person's thinking is ultimately affected by "experience". From this point of view, the personality characteristics called "character" are probably just the convolution calculation results of "experience".
Reading other people's memory storage devices will affect one's own consciousness to a certain extent. This effect is often unpredictable.
If a person's own experience is sufficient, the quality is high enough, and the past life is glorious enough, which is far stronger than the memory being read, then the impact of this memory may not be too great.
But if it were the other way around, it would be over.
Xiangshan still has no memory at all.
This is not good.
But Xiangshan didn't have to hesitate. In the end, he just followed the method in his memory, took the initiative to think specifically, and activated specific areas of his brain to resist this influence.
This is a scientific visualization method designed by implanting electrodes into the biological brain and constantly observing "how the brain discharges when thinking about a specific object." It is the same source as the seed of internal strength, but the effect is limited to "visualization"
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If the memory you are dealing with is huge enough, no matter how skilled you are in the visualization method, the disaster of personality overwriting will inevitably occur.
But Xiangshan needs to absorb this piece of memory. He really knows too little about this era.
He can trust Yuki. But Yuki is just an ordinary kid. He doesn't know many secrets.
Xiangshan must understand this strange era.
only……
The memory of this dog is really disgusting.
At the age of ten, after "giving up asylum" under the arrangement of his father, this creature has been living in an "inhuman" way.
——Why... Cyber prosthetics were developed obviously so that humans can get rid of the pain of diseases and conquer extreme environments... Why is this technology used to make people wearing dog skins?
It's that nameless anger again.
Xiangshan was almost forced out of a meditative state by this emotion.
Then, he was alerted by the sound of distant gunfire.
It was a series of shots followed by a slight muffled sound.
The gunfire stopped.
That was not a movement that could be caused by the mayor's automatic rifle. Xiangshan quickly judged that something must have happened in the town.
Through the wall, you can vaguely hear the chaotic sounds outside.
"That boy... I hope he can come back in time." Xiang Shan sighed, holding back the "memory of Will" that surged out of his mind from time to time, and began to install his legs.
Part of the reason why he trained Yuki was because he really needed an assistant he could trust. But that didn't mean that he couldn't do it without an assistant.
The installation of the legs has reached the final step, and all that was left was installation and actual testing.
——I hope the actual machine test will not turn into a practical test...
Xiangshan thought so. Although the legs had been debugged when they were connected to the medical terminal, Xiangshan had not yet connected them to his nervous system.
Untyped languages can increase the difficulty of hacking to a certain extent, but they have to pay a price - it is unpredictable where and what kind of bugs will occur in untyped languages.
Not to mention him, even the godlike hacker...the godlike programmer...whoever he was in my memory...didn't dare to say that what he wrote was absolutely bug-free.
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But if there is a bug in the prosthetic driver, especially during battle, it would be too fatal.
Xiangshan quickly inserted his legs into the slots he had prepared at the base of his thighs, fixed circuits one by one, installed parts, and tightened the screws...
Don't jump at every step. Sometimes, whether a screw is tightened or not can determine the life or death of a knight.
——Hurry up... Hurry up...
——Bionic boxing is one of the oldest types of boxing, and it is said that it can even be traced back to the era of Wu Zu...
——Don’t panic, this screw...
——Lords are strong men who have proven themselves. They are... an extension of their will...
--Soon……
The memory from Will turned into a demonic barrier. Outside, the noise and the sound of metal clashing echoed each other. Xiangshan could hardly distinguish which ones were distracting thoughts that disturbed him and which ones were real.
Then, there was another loud noise.
A building not far away collapsed.
Then there was the roar of an object breaking the sound barrier.
Rumble.
--faster……
Then, the noise from the outside world disappeared.
Xiang Shan keenly felt that some movement was approaching here.
——Has it been discovered?
——The secret of bionic boxing lies in...
——Coming for me?
Then, a voice came from outside the door: "Hey, that unknown warrior, you are still in front of you, right? Now, fellow Jianghu practitioners have come to you to confirm what they have learned! Can you please come out?"
Xiangshan strives to reduce the power supply of his own power supply to reduce the heat he generates.
He suddenly realized that this kind of integrated outer armor was really too rough. There was no vacuum layer, no reflective inner tank, and there was no way to hide his own heat signature...
——Ah, no... If there is this kind of outer armor, it must be matched with a better heat dissipation system...
——The best cooling system can even be used as a "weapon"... boiling coolant is sprayed from the hole at a specific time, which can mislead the heat signal tracking equipment...
Time must be gained. There is also a fixed ring on the joint part that must be tightened.
Such thoughts flashed through Xiangshan's mind.
However, the next sentence came from outside.
"Hey, you're not going to show off, are you? Then you can't say what will happen to your benefactor?"
Then came Yuki's voice. The boy only said half a sentence hysterically, and Xiangshan didn't even hear it clearly. Then there was a muffled groan.
--what happened?
Xiangshan's prosthetic eyes seemed to read his thoughts. As a result, Xiangshan's vision began to expand. A broader spectrum was included in his visual field.
The reason why humans think something is opaque is because light cannot penetrate the object.
But in fact, the penetrating capabilities of different electromagnetic waves are different. If some aliens cannot see human visible light, but can see X-rays, then the wood in their eyes will be as crystal clear as the glass in human eyes.
Transparent.
The vision of the mountain passes through the house.
He saw the provocative giant.
Xiangshan wanted to say that he "felt suffocated", but he really didn't need his lungs to breathe now.
——Such a huge prosthetic body... Such power...
But this thought was overshadowed by the next thought.
——No, that’s not right... Martial arts itself can subvert the combat power gap caused by pure numerical accumulation... This is the meaning of martial arts being designed...
"Hello? Can't you come out?"
The giant man seemed to be urging... - Hurry up...
Xiangshan's prosthetic hand rotated at almost the highest speed to tighten the screws.
The screw almost clashed with the retainer.
"What the hell?" In Xiangshan's gaze, the giant man poked at the door with a long stick.
The dust was shaken up and sprayed directly into Xiangshan's eyes.
--Soon……
"Tsk, warrior, do you want to tell us, 'This child has nothing to do with me, you can do whatever you like'?" Leif shook his head, smacked his tongue and said, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, this method is very harmful to us on the green forest road.
Isn’t it of much use to a good man?”
He threw Yuki high into the air and assumed a golf posture.
"Zi!"
A short sound.
There was a crack in the handle of the screwdriver.
Electric current surged out of the battery and injected into the legs.
At the same time, he covered his fragile eyes with his hands.
Then, the surroundings lit up.
By the time his own surface consciousness caught up with the action, he had already rushed out of the room.
The huge steel rod was right in front of him. He stretched out his hands to the mountain, hooked the steel rod, and put his legs on the ground a little harder. As the dust was flying, his whole body spiraled along the steel pipe!