The program left by the Eighth Martial God pierced hundreds of thousands of needles into Xiangshan's biological brain.
These needles are the savings of the earth-burrowing dragons of the Black Valley lineage. They are made of special crystals that can maintain extremely strong conductivity at the nanometer scale. These needles discharge electricity between Xiangshan's neurons according to specific rules. From isotopes
The electric field of the battery can expel the charged particles near the ion channels of Xiangshan nerve cells and promote the operation of a certain "program" in the brain.
All of Xiangshan's feelings were covered. He lost his perception of the outside world, but at the same time, the current flowing out of those needles rushed between his brain nerves. There was still "feeling" flowing into his consciousness.
It's a visual signal, it's an auditory signal, it's even a tactile signal, it's an olfactory signal... it can be anything.
Xiangshan's existing memories were forcibly recalled one by one.
"One generation does its own thing. As a member of this generation, I develop new technologies, promote industrial upgrading, and give mankind a few more years of peace. The next generation will do the same thing."
"This is one of our research projects, internally codenamed 'HXD126', an enzyme that 'maybe' can repair the nervous system - a kind of magic of life."
"The country has a project that requires you to participate. Are you willing?"
"They killed him! They killed him! They..."
"Aren't you going home? Boss. Today is the Lunar New Year's Eve of the Republic. I thought you were anxious to return home just to reunite with your family."
"Ha! You actually praise other women in front of me! You're such a straight man! Eat my cross shock wave! Ouch!"
"This is the taste of victory."
"We are the ones who stole the fire from heaven..."
"But I feel that history has turned a new page - the way our next generation looks at the universe will be completely different from ours."
"Mountain...Mom still hopes that you can live a happy life."
"You can't win over everyone. People are different after all...'righteousness' is also different. Different people will hold different 'righteousness'... Speaking of which, it seems that you don't drive anymore? I'm sleepy.
"
"Let's create a new technology. Combine open access and decentralized production to make something that anyone can use. I want to call it 'martial arts'."
"Hey, boss...have I become a human being now?"
The park of Project Rama, the alleys of Southeast Asia, hospitals and research institutes in Peiping, the base of the North Country, home...
The soft texture of barbecue, the spiciness of Erguotou...
That speech, that extended hand.
All of this emerged in Xiangshan's consciousness, then mixed together and began to spin rapidly.
All the sounds, all the images, even the senses of smell, touch and taste, all swirled around, eventually forming an empty hole.
Falling towards the mountain into the cave.
Xiangshan fell into Xiangshan.
Xiangshan is falling in the violent waves. This is just an illusion, so this fall will not stop.
He saw the direction in which he fell, which was the bottomless abyss.
Then...a weird music sounded.
It sounds a little like a piano, but not completely similar. This is a note that is struck directly between Xiangshan's brain nerves, directly hitting Xiangshan's soul. It gradually overshadows other melodies and becomes the melody in the storm.
Background music.
"It starts with one...All I know...so unreal..."
A faint singing voice.
Xiangshan felt that his whole soul was hit. Tears...perhaps tears in his imagination. He was completely defeated by this song.
This is the background music Xiangshan chose for Xiangshan. Xiangshan chose to let this music be evoked at this moment.
"I tried so hard/ And got so far [I tried so hard/And got so far]..."
Xiangshan's own soul echoed. This memorized piece of music seemed to burst from his chest: "But in the end It doesn't even matter [But in the end, it doesn't even matter]"
Emotions surged like a collapse. In the hallucination, emotions turned into actual power, and this madness carried them downward toward the mountain.
While falling, Xiang Shan saw an angel-like figure above him.
"Only when you go through the seventh level of loneliness can you become a truly strong person, and 'our world' is born from this..." That angel - Xiangshan said to Xiangshan? "Go? Break through the seventh level of loneliness."
--This sentence……
Continue to fall towards the mountain.
He vaguely remembered...no...
He seemed to understand.
The abyss below was what he had stared at...
It is the bottomless dark abyss of human nature.
The undead emerge from the abyss and roam the world.
He thought these undead were his biggest enemies.
But the abyss is always there.
Exists in the world? Also exists in his own heart.
He continued to fall towards the mountain, drowned in darkness.
Then? He fell into the sea.
He was swimming. The sun seemed to be very poisonous and the top of his head could feel hot. He swam half a circle in the sea and then landed.
Jing Hongtu was sitting on the shore. Yongzheng was wiping the seawater off his body with a towel. Although the old man usually wore crutches, he was actually very healthy and even had obvious muscles in his arms.
Jing Hongtu said hello to Xiang Shan: "Xiao Xiang, come here and take a rest."
Xiang Shan was sitting under the umbrella. Jing Hongtu was standing next to him, moving his upper body: "I heard that you had a fight with Professor Voigt? It was a big deal."
Xiang Shan touched his face: "I was punched unilaterally. I didn't fight back. Even if it caused a diplomatic dispute? It's definitely not my responsibility."
"Haha. You kid..." Jing Hongtu smiled: "Why did you provoke that guy?"
"Didn't we get isolated and reviewed because of information leakage before? He and I were assigned to a group. He seemed very irritable and kept talking about his research, complaining that the superiors did not understand the importance of his ideas.
He hated those bureaucrats and showed a bit of extreme rhetoric."
"Huh? What then?"
"I just told him, 'Hey? Brother, think about it carefully. Think about it from another angle, maybe in their eyes? We are trying our best to destroy the world, and they are protecting the existing world'?"
"This is not unreasonable."
"Then he got mad and punched me. Everyone else saw it."
Jing Hongtu nodded: "Then you are indeed more reasonable in this matter. You can understand the thoughts of 'other people'."
Xiang Shan sighed. His expression was a little gloomy.
"What's wrong? Aren't you happy when I praise you?"
"No." Xiang Shan shook his head: "Actually... Professor Yawgmoth expressed his opinions so awe-inspiring? I feel quite passionate inside. I quite envy such a flamboyant way of life. I have also been there in the past two days.
Reflection...Is it really my problem? I also hate bureaucracy..."
"Huh? Not bad. He's also very good at thinking about his behavior from other perspectives, and even understands the principle of 'compromising with reality'."
Xiang Shan touched his neck: "Teacher Jing, what you said is right...I don't know whether you are praising me or scolding me."
"Of course I'm complimenting you." Jing Hongtu smiled and said, "You actually have the qualities to be a 'manager'."
Xiang Shan's face changed: "After doing this for a long time, you are also the lobbyist of the organization."
"Ha, it sounds so ugly." Jing Hongtu said, "Aren't you happy to be an official for you?"
Xiang Shan shook his head: "I'm not happy. I'm really not happy. Even a fool can see it. If something as big as an information leak occurs, the position of the head of this research institution is to clean up the mess or even take the blame. The kind of top hacker with backdoors everywhere.
, who dares to say that we can definitely catch it?"
"Think on the bright side. Since everyone knows that you are taking the blame, no one will think it is really your fault if you take the blame in the end. No matter how much people beg you to take the blame for the organization, you will not be able to get it."
"Then let those who ask for help come forward." Xiang Shan spread his hands and said, "Let the country send someone else."
"Haha." Jing Hongtu shook his head: "Director Wang must not be happy."
"Director Wang..." Xiang Shan reluctantly remembered the name of the Republic's top person in charge of the Rama project, "He is not happy? Why?"
"Everyone has friends who are near and far. The Rama project has now become a popular project that is neither too big nor too small. Director Wang will definitely not be happy to have domestic forces beyond his control reach out."
Xiang Shan frowned: "The Rama project is not his private property. He can't ignore the national interests..."
"Who said that? I didn't say it." Jing Hongtu was very surprised: "Maybe this is a reflection of his loyalty?"
"ah?"
"Think about it differently, people who can gather into a faction are all people who recognize each other. Perhaps in the eyes of this faction, only their own side is considered a 'capable official', and other than that they are all 'some capable but incapable of doing so'
Those who want to clear up the overall situation may even be corrupt officials. This kind of project must not be gilded by those with insufficient ability. Director Wang will either only hand over power to those he can control, or hand it over to himself
Someone who thinks he has the ability and responsibility. That's how he's loyal to his country."
Xiang Shan patted his face: "Is it okay to take advantage of the United Nations?"
"Well, in a sense, the collective in the Rama Project Park can also be regarded as a 'force' of its own. You don't have much contact with the management groups, and each one will do their best to fight for the interests of their own country. However,
If someone from within our own country came to share in the achievements here, they would probably have a similar reaction."
Xiang Shan muttered: "Those are really easy-to-understand creatures... Are they more public-minded or more selfish?"
"The so-called 'people's hearts are separated from each other', who knows what they really think?" Jing Hongtu shrugged: "What's more, as I just said, the distinction between public and private is not always so clear-cut."
Xiang Shan patted his head: "So why me? Without your explanation, I wouldn't even understand this level."
Jing Hongtu clasped his hands on his chest: "The Republic also needs to expand its influence in this project. This time the head of the research institution is changed. The Republic needs one of its own. On this basis, Director Wang needs someone who will not compete with others."
The people he is fighting against are preferably 'people who are already in the park'. In addition, the scholars insist on electing a 'scholar' and refuse to have lay bureaucrats manage it."
"Taken together, you are the most suitable candidate."