Uplifting Journey

After partially solidifying and transforming the atoms in the brain of the Caucasian man infiltrated by Nianqi in the form of an electromagnetic warfare body, Cheng Bin completely controlled the process of sensory information input and control signal output in the man's brain.

After observing this person for a period of time and recording his identity, words and deeds, Cheng Bin saw the right moment to put the person into a coma, and then reproduced the mechanically simulated sensory signals received by the person into his own senses, and then The human body control signal simulated by oneself is output to the electromagnetic induction system composed of the training cabin and the plug.

A double image appeared in front of Cheng Bin's eyes, which was the reason why the scene of his own reality overlapped with the scene of the data signal intercepted from the white man. Contour feel.

Weakening his sense of the real world, Cheng Bin focused his attention on the scene that was different from where he was currently, and soon the dense forest-like metal pillars and densely packed training cabins disappeared from his eyes. The metal room appeared before him.

Cheng Bin, who had not seen him for a long time, was amazed by the simple and vague five senses of ordinary people. He tentatively controlled his "hands and feet" for a while, and then groped in the dark room and sat up.

Raising his hand and touching the back of his head, a circular socket made of metal was outlined by his fingertips. The thin white man with golden short crew-cut showed a wonderful expression—in terms of appearance and structure, the interface of the back of the human brain in this virtual world The interface is exactly the same as in reality.

The seemingly hard flat bed is unexpectedly soft and close-fitting, and the temperature in the room is also dynamically adjusted. In terms of never covering the quilt, this place still has a bit of futuristic sci-fi feel.

After touching the tight white clothes on his body, Cheng Bin got off the bed, put on his shoes, and walked towards the only door of the room.

Opening the door, Cheng Bin, who was stimulated by the bright light, paused and blinked uncomfortably, then he walked out of the room, came to the edge of the corridor two or three steps away, and looked out from the railing.

This place seems to be a space transformed from a huge underground cave. Between various metal buildings and suspended corridors, you can see stalactites connecting the sky and the ground. The temperature in the space is as suitable as in the room. The men and women in the space are the same as Cheng Bin now, wearing only a thin layer of clothing.

In the current walking crowd that can be seen, not all people have sockets in the back of their heads. Presumably some people were born in this "real world". Those who have not been mechanically made sockets in the back of their heads must think that they have never had one. The connection has entered the virtual space.

But this is Zion—another layer of virtual space under the control of intelligent programs. A trash bin waiting to be emptied and reset.

Letting go of the handrail, Cheng Bin walked along the corridor to the outside of the residential area, checking his own status in the virtual world along the way.

In this virtual world, there is no mind energy and no panorama. Cheng Bin can only observe the images fed back to him by the intelligent program in reality, and only hear the voice that the intelligent program makes him hear.

Although Cheng Bin had observed this white man for a period of time before, he only knew that his name was "Clayton" and some other information including his residence, and he was completely at a loss about the situation in Zion.

What he can do is to act like a human, using his simple senses to collect the information he wants. In this virtual world, his primary purpose is to find a place where knowledge can be implanted, so that the white people he replaces can go To experience it, it is best to obtain the binary data of implanted knowledge before the experience, so that he can compare it with the subtle operation process of the machine on the human brain observed in reality.

At the intersection of the bridge from Cheng Bin's residential area to other areas, there are two simple two-legged walking mechs the size of a pickup truck.

Looking at the gray-white metal creation with cannons on both arms and long bullet belts, and then at the transparent cabin where a person sits in the middle of the mechas, Cheng Bin walked from the two standing mechas with a delicate expression. walked through—

It's really hard to imagine that the combat armed with the name of mecha is still using the original chemical energy weapons, and it is still in this open-top excavator-like operation mode.

If the technicians here in Zion are not disguised by intelligent programs, it is estimated that the high-level heads are full of Xiang.

Fortunately, under the pressure of machinery, most people in Zion got along very well. After Cheng Bin walked to the central area extending in all directions, he tried his best to observe and listen to obtain information in the flow of people, and at the same time pretended to inquire casually. How long did it take to understand how the people of Zion connect from this "real" world to the small local virtual world.

Judging from the information he obtained, in Zion, the world he traveled through, the behavior of connecting to the virtual network feels almost the same as that of ordinary people in the inner domain.

It is probably because the people here live deep in the underground with poor resources, whether it is food and entertainment or various training that consumes a lot of money, they can only experience it in the virtual world.

Not all entertainment virtual worlds are open, and there seem to be some restrictions on access, but training virtual worlds are not so strict. Cheng Bin followed some people talking about virtual worlds around the neighborhood and found his destination— — Virtual training ground sneak into the room.

The managers here seem to know him, Cheng Bin didn't dare to say more, he just dealt with the people who greeted him, and then relied on his thinking to speed up his understanding and imitate the behavior of other people in the room. After completing the registration process, he Lie down on a slightly inclined humanoid metal platform, which left a notch at the back of the head, and the same platform was lined up in a long row in this room.

Cheng Bin looked curiously at the green code stream scrolling vertically on the black screen in front of him, saying that this could not be the binary data of the screen in the virtual world, right? An ordinary screen uses binary data to display how many screens it takes up. If you want to observe the virtual world scene without looking at the screen to see the code data, you must have a sick mind.

Maybe this is some key parameters and status in the operation of the virtual world? Cheng Bin, who is not very clear about the data format and program coding rules here, can only guess like this.

Cheng Bin lay down for less than a minute, and the staff on the other side who had finished their work walked behind him, clicked on a button on the side of the platform where he was lying, and conveniently hung the solid body on the side of his platform. The plug went into the socket on the back of his head.

As the card at the back of his head was connected to the line, the signals received by Cheng Bin's five senses changed drastically, and the Zion-style room with dim metallic colors everywhere disappeared from his eyes, in the light channel that seemed to be elongated and changed. , He came to an empty Japanese-style room of about 100 square meters. In the corner of the room were various common and uncommon cold weapons such as swords, guns, swords and halberds. He also put on loose training clothes on his body.