The Road to Slaying God

"I need your help!" Zhang Yang said straight to the point with a serious look on his face.

"Say, I owe you a big favor. As long as I can do it, I will do my best!" The young monk saw Zhang Yang looking serious, and he also had a serious expression on his face, which was very rare for a young monk.

"Aze's brain nerves were damaged and he is now unconscious. I need your help."

"What are the symptoms?" The little monk frowned with his curved eyebrows.

"I have a fever all over my body, I'm unconscious, my breathing is confused..."

"It seems that there is a bit of trouble. It is probably caused by the compression of the cranial nerves and the blockage of some blood vessels in the brain, or..."

"Is there any way?" Zhang Yang interrupted the young monk. He only wanted answers now, not guesses.

"The human brain has more than 10 billion nerve cells and can record about 86 million pieces of information in life every day. It is estimated that a person can store 100 trillion pieces of information in his or her memory in a lifetime. If brain activity can be converted into electrical energy, Equivalent to the power of a watt light bulb. According to some measurements by neuroscientists, the nerve cell circuits of the human brain are more than 1,400 times more complex than the telephone network in the world today. Every second, 100,000 processes are carried out in the human brain. A different chemical reaction..."

"So complicated?" Zhang Yang had never thought that the human brain could be so complicated. Not only him, except for some professional scientists, no ordinary person in this world would pay attention to this knowledge about their own brains.

"It's very complicated. In fact, compared to other organs of the human body, the human brain has always been the most complex area. People's understanding of their own brains is almost at the most primitive stage, and my knowledge also comes from human research. so……"

"So, there's nothing you can do?"

"No, if it was yesterday, even the little monk wouldn't be able to do anything about it. However, the little monk today is completely different from the little monk yesterday. Although the little monk is still the same little monk, hehe..." The little monk said with a look on his face. A proud smile.

"Have you evolved?" Zhang Yang cheered up and stood up.

"Yes, I have devoured the data in your disc. Although the data is very old, I have received a lot of knowledge about the outer star field when you opened the space channel several times. Through this disc, I melted With this knowledge...you should prepare some instruments related to the brain as soon as possible, such as electroencephalogram instruments, CT, etc. Xiaona needs a large research laboratory..."

"Okay, give me a week." Zhang Yang said happily.

"It doesn't take a week. As long as it's a big hospital, all the equipment is available. You just need to connect the equipment to the Internet, and I will perform comprehensive treatment."

"Okay, I'll take care of these things today, and you can go to work tomorrow."

"Well, if you are short of money, just say it, Xiaona is already so poor that all he has left is money."

"Haha, I have money. By the way, little monk, look at why the price of metals suddenly soared?"

"Xiao Na, look at... ah, it's more than doubled?"

The little monk on the computer screen was shocked. Suddenly, the screen flashed and the little monk disappeared. The data flow on the computer screen was like a waterfall. It was so dense that even Zhang Yang’s brain, which was comparable to a computer, couldn’t see clearly. Obviously , the little monk’s computing power has reached a new level.

It can be said that the little monk now is the real god of network.

"No, no, no!" The little monk had a look of horror on his face. This was the first time Zhang Yang had seen such an expression on the little monk.

"What's the matter?"

"The people who came in through the space window are building space battleships..."

"We can stop him!" Zhang Yang sighed, and what he guessed finally became a fact.

"It's too late, it's too late..." The little monk looked anxious.

"Why is it too late? Even if he already has enough steel, we have a way to stop them."

"Yes, I can see from the data just now that the metal materials they need are already enough. Moreover, a lot of steel is not very important. Moreover, the orders are global. Should we destroy smelters around the world?"

"The most important thing is that the metal they ordered has already been paid for, so we can't stop it. Moreover, I can't find out which smelters made the outer shell and key parts of the space battleship..."

“I remember that the parts of an airplane are counted in the millions, including the engine alone. Some key parts include the nose, fuselage, wings, aviation instruments, engines, and engine starters. aircraft, doors, lighting systems, aviation cables, takeoff and landing devices, aviation seats, turbine disks, blades, pumps, valves, bearings, bolts, nuts and rivets and other standard parts, aviation rubber parts, aviation glass, fuel tanks. Titanium alloy, carbon fiber Composite materials, hydraulic systems..., with the current earth's technology, is it easy to manufacture a space battleship?"

"You are wrong, very wrong. In fact, the manufacturing level of the earth is already very high. What is missing is just manufacturing data and process standards. You also know that an aircraft requires millions of parts, but, These millions of parts are not produced by one manufacturing factory. Optical instruments are naturally manufactured by optical instrument manufacturers, and circuit boards and engines are naturally produced by specialized manufacturers... The advantage of this method is that the spare parts produced are very standard. Moreover, it can be manufactured on a large scale..."

"In other words, as long as some spare parts specifications are given to manufacturers around the world, a space battleship can be assembled quickly?" Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat. In his mind, he had always thought of building a space battleship. It is a very complicated and huge project, but after the little monk analyzed it, he found it to be so simple.

"Theoretically yes!" The young monk frowned, as if he was making calculations remotely.

"I don't understand one thing. Even if he creates a space battleship, does he have so many people to command him?" Zhang Yang asked in confusion.

"With that old monk here, you don't need to be alone at all. In fact, that old monk is the brain on a space battleship, and the CD you gave Xiaoji is also the brain on a mothership... There is a way, haha !" The little monk suddenly looked ecstatic.

"Um?"

"Now, the biggest problem in building a space carrier is not a technical issue, because although the technology on earth is not high, with the current manufacturing level, under the guidance of drawings and manufacturing processes, it is not It's too difficult, but there is still one difficulty, and that is the battleship's hull. From the analysis of the amount of steel purchased, that person should be building a large mothership, and the smallest of that kind of mothership is two kilometers long. The big one exceeds ten kilometers, which is unimaginable for the manufacturing industry on earth, so it is easy to find it..." The little monk was ecstatic.

"That's right, as long as you control some monitoring satellites, a warship with a length of more than two kilometers will never escape your notice!" Zhang Yang flattered.

"No, I can't do it!" the young monk said immediately.

"Why?" Zhang Yang was stunned.

"First, Xiaoji is not omnipotent. Two kilometers seems to be a long time. However, compared to the vast land of the earth, it is not difficult to hide a two-kilometer long warship. Second, with the old monk here, the other party will definitely They will calculate the existence of Xiao Na and be wary of Xiao Na. Therefore, it is impossible to find their construction base by relying on Xiao Na. Third, Xiao Na has asked you to open the space channel many times, but if you don't do it, So, this is your responsibility... By the way, Zhang Yang, I really want to know why you don't open the space channel..."

"Can we change the topic?" Zhang Yang's face suddenly turned cold.

"Zhang Yang, you still have a serious mental illness..."

"Shut up!"

Suddenly, a golden mist rose up all over Zhang Yang, and the mist wrapped around his body, like a golden halo, and like countless golden swords, densely packed and killing.

"Shut up, shut up. In short, you opened the space channel and let those two people in. I don't care. If you don't find the construction base, when the battleship is successfully built, everyone will die together. People don't care about the earth at all." With a big butt, the Milky Way is enough for them to develop and grow... When you are ready tomorrow, I will come over to see how Aze is doing, let's go..."

The little monk seemed angry. Before he finished speaking, the screen went black and he left.

There was silence in the room.

Zhang Yang stared at the darkened screen with a pair of cold eyes. The golden light all over his body had disappeared, replaced by a layer of black mist. The black mist became thicker, thicker and more condensed.

Black formed a vortex, entangled in the open arms.

"Okay, okay...here he is, I won't do it again, I don't like being threatened..." The little monk appeared on the screen angrily, looking at Zhang Yang's arm that had been entangled in the black mist and could not see it. , seems to have a trace of fear.

"Why don't you let the general and the others look for it?"

"Well...don't you mean to be strong? To be strong, you have to accept constant tests. Is there anything more suitable for a test than this kind of thing?" The little monk's voice was weak, unable to convince Zhang Yang at all.

"No matter what your purpose is, this time, I listen to you. I will find the base where the space battleship is built as soon as possible and destroy it. However, you have to help me wake up Aze first."

"Okay, it's a deal! By the way, let me remind you that the old monk has now lost control of the network, so it is certain that any of their transactions will not go through the network, and some equipment and instruments, including steel and metal, cannot Through online inquiries, they will adopt a very primitive method and use people to contact them directly, just like the biochemical gene research institute and the terrorists [***] use the same contact method..."

"Well, thank you, Liu Biao misses you so much. He hasn't played backgammon for a long time."

"...Eh, I know..."

The little monk glanced at Zhang Yang's dark arm, then turned a somersault and disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Yang looked at the screen that turned black again and sighed.

Am I sick?

Have it?

Zhang Yang pressed his swollen temples and stood up. He didn't want to think about this problem. Now, rescuing Aze was the most important thing.

Zhang Yang didn't know that he was always avoiding one thing.

Always escaping from one fact.

He could never face this fact.

Of course, escaping may not be a way...

…

That night, Zhang Yang came to the largest people's hospital in city C. It is a tertiary-level comprehensive hospital that integrates medical treatment, scientific research, teaching and preventive health care. It has 1.0t nuclear magnetic resonance, high-speed double row spiral CT, color More than 400 pieces of advanced equipment such as B-ultrasound, fully automatic biochemical analyzers and high-end tumor treatment equipment...

The equipment mentioned by the little monk is basically available here.

Zhang Yang, as always, takes the simple, stupid and most effective approach.

Directly donate 20 million to the hospital, and the name is naturally for the research topic of the brain. The condition is that Zhang Yang will borrow all the brain-related instruments for an hour to conduct a research project on the brain, and these instruments must be connected to the Internet... …

Any hospital would be willing to accept this condition, not to mention that the hour Zhang Yang needed was at two o'clock in the morning. This time basically had no impact on the work of the hospital. After all, time and time periods are quiet times.

…

At two o'clock in the morning, all preparations were done.

Some unconnected instruments and equipment were temporarily connected to optical fibers, and all the instruments needed by the young monk were specially guarded. In fact, the entire hospital was under martial law, with twenty black bodyguards monitoring the perimeter. Liu Biao temporarily mobilized The gangsters he had been with came to support the scene.

Here, I have to talk about Liu Biao’s recent life.

Apart from spending time with Aze, Liu Biao spent almost all of his time hanging out with a group of his former friends. Now, Liu Biao is the most popular person in C City.

Whenever Liu Biao appears, he will definitely be followed by black bodyguards and a fleet of nine luxury cars. Now, Liu Biao has almost become an idol like Brother Dao. Many guys who thought gangsters had no future saw hope again.

It’s unreasonable for someone like Liu Biao to make a fortune!

There's no reason why a genius like me can't do better than him, right?

…

Liu Biao became a symbol of gangster success.

Naturally, Liu Biao's vanity was also greatly satisfied. The injured soul at home and school in the past few days was finally completely comforted...

No, as soon as Liu Biao said that he needed manpower to protect his brother for surgery in the hospital, hundreds of gangsters gathered around the hospital immediately. Many of the underground figures in City C even gave them big red envelopes to express their visit. Comfort Liu Biao's injured soul due to his brother's surgery.

Seeing the dense crowd of gangsters, Xiao Lizi just pursed his lips with a look of contempt. He didn't understand why Liu Biao called such a group of losers to stand outside the hospital. If Yu Jisha really came, these people would just die.

"Xiao Lizi, do you feel bad?" Zhang Yang saw Xiao Lizi's disapproving expression and immediately guessed what he was thinking.

"is that useful?"

"It's useless." Liu Biao chuckled.

"Then why are you calling?"

"Xiao Lizi, you are still too young. This is the time for me to show my loyalty to them. It is also the time for the bosses and the like to see my uncle Biao's influence in C City. If he knows the tricks of the world, he will come. Get close to my brother Biao, flatter me brother Biao, quack... look..." Liu Biao raised a large stack of red envelopes in his hand to suppress a smile. In fact, Liu Biao's pockets were already filled with red envelopes. His whole body was full of red envelopes. They all look extremely bloated.

"High! High! Really high!"

Xiao Lizi suddenly realized it, gave Liu Biao a thumbs up and kept praising Liu Biao, and took the red envelope from Liu Biao's hand.

Looking at Xiao Lizi taking out the banknotes in the red envelope and counting them, Liu Biao opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.

While Xiao Lizi and Liu Biao were fooling around outside the door, Zhang Yang was looking nervously at Aze under various instruments.

The hospital's instrument operators were very busy, constantly installing some equipment for Aze, and the computer next to him was flashing crazily.

In fact, hospital staff and brain specialists were at a loss.

In order to cooperate with Zhang Yang, the hospital mobilized almost all the brain experts in the hospital to be at Zhang Yang's disposal.

However, they just installed various instruments. This young man who invested tens of millions did not want their diagnostic results at all.

Of course, they had no idea that the instrument had been connected to the Internet, and some data was being continuously transmitted to the little monk's computers all over the world for frantic calculation and analysis.

The computer in the hospital simply cannot meet the needs of the young monk.

All the little monk needs is Aze's raw data. The real analysis is done in other places. Many people can't imagine that in order to clarify what kind of situation Aze's brain nervous system has encountered, the little monk has been in a short period of time. Time, hundreds of billions of calculations have been carried out...

The human brain is so complex that even a young monk needs time.

Chengren's cerebral cortex has a surface area of ​​about 1/4 square meter and contains approximately 14 billion neuron cell bodies. They have extensive and complex connections and are the center of high-level neural activities. The cerebral cortex is connected to lower centers through the internal capsule of the medulla. The outside of the brain is covered with a membrane of connective tissue, and cerebrospinal fluid fills the cavities, chambers, and tubes of the brain, providing protection and nutrition. The blood supply to the brain is obtained from the vertebral arteries and the internal carotid arteries.

The nerve cell circuitry of the human brain is more than 1,400 times more complex than the telephone network in the world today. Every second, 100,000 different chemical reactions are going on in the human brain.

With so many nerve cells, even the slightest error would have different consequences. To find out Aze's damaged nerves from so many nerves shows how vast and huge a project it is.

Time passes slowly.

What the little monk didn't expect was that the time he initially estimated was not enough. Now, it was already six o'clock in the morning, and he was still searching in the vast neural circuits.

Fortunately, the brain department of the hospital was not busy at this time. Considering the tens of millions of donations, the hospital did not rush him.

In fact, some brain experts at the hospital are also very curious. They also want to know whether this young man who is almost in a vegetative state will find a treatment plan.

Moreover, they are also full of curiosity about Zhang Yang. They do not understand Zhang Yang's intentions. So far, this taciturn and stern-faced young man has not consulted their group of experts at all.

"Didi!"

A message came on Zhang Yang's cell phone. When he opened it, it showed a line: Ask all the hospital employees to leave. Xiao Na wants to interview you.

"I'm sorry, please step aside!" Zhang Yang said to a group of brain experts after turning off his phone.

"Avoidance, why avoidance?" an expert asked in surprise.

"Because I want to treat my partner and don't want you to see it." Zhang Yang answered coldly, very directly.

"But, this is our hospital's instrument, and we have the right to enjoy your research results." A gray-haired old man said seriously.

"The money I donated is enough to buy all the brain-related equipment."

"But……"

"No but, get out!" Zhang Yang said sternly.

"Okay... I would like to see how you revive a brain-dead person..." A young brain expert sneered.

"Bang!"

Before the expert could finish his words, he was suddenly thrown out of the door by a huge force and fell heavily to the ground.

"If you still don't go out, I don't mind throwing you out one by one!" Zhang Yang looked blank.

"..."

Several brain experts looked at each other and then walked out, because at this time, the young man who had been standing outside the door like an iron tower heard the sound and walked in, looking at them with a ferocious smile.

Several experts did not leave, but stood outside the door waiting for the results. They had been tired for several hours, just to see what Zhang Yang was studying, because they knew very well that no one would throw tens of millions here out of boredom. play games.

Of course, no one believed that Zhang Yang could revive the brain-dead young man without using his hands. They were all authoritative doctors. The results of the examination just now clearly showed that there was basically no chance of the young man waking up...

(To be continued)