There's always someone who keeps falling in love with me

Chapter 115

"I really don't understand why you can always record such a large database," Victor said, "Number [-] and other agents will never record so many useless things, you always use your memory to almost explode."

The man was standing in a metal room, with a data cable attached to his side neck, and two metal pieces on each wrist and ankle to fix him.

He stared straight ahead, expressing nothing.

"Hey, what are these encrypted data?" Victor frowned and looked at the database on the side screen, "I don't remember what files Moore and I encrypted."

Victor tried several ways to unlock those encrypted files, but without success.He didn't believe that Number Seven would encrypt his own files, he was just their tool, not a colleague.

The man remained motionless, only looking forward, his fists clenched where Victor couldn't see, and he tried his best to get his thoughts through the data cable on his neck and into the internal mainframe.He has been trying for a long time, and he is almost on the edge of the host.

"Moore, you have to come and take a look." Victor called Moore through the pager.

The man paused the intrusion of his consciousness, and looked at Moore who came in expressionlessly.

Moore looked at him with a calm and vigilant gaze for a while, and then came to Victor: "What's wrong?"

The man's consciousness squirmed again, but he knew that Moore had become vigilant, and he couldn't easily attract the other party's attention...

Moore went through all the documents and came to the man.He narrowed his eyes and said softly, "What are you trying to hide?"

"What? You think he did it? It's impossible..." Victor said aside.

The man looked at Moore and said calmly: "I didn't hide anything, I only entered the subconscious about the target that I think must be preserved into the system disk. Because that is my task."

Moore stared at him and said, "I will open all your files, including your system files."

The man just said very lightly: "As you like."

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The group of zombies was as pervasive and menacing as the water entering the sponge. The woman laughed loudly, and suddenly grabbed a zombie as a shield and rushed towards Jaco. Jaco was almost sure that her target was not others but herself.He glanced at the people in the supermarket, quickly closed the rolling gate, stuck it to death with an iron rod, and stuck the disarmed man with the gun inside.The woman screamed, "Come here, baby!"

Jaco glanced at the zombies that kept pouring towards them, no longer thinking about shooting the woman, he quickly jumped up the wall along the wall, and looked at the woman rushing towards him from the jump platform.This is a buffer zone, the zombies have no time to rush up, and the woman is also below——

Jaco glanced up almost subconsciously, but didn't see the hooded man.He pulled out the magazine and glanced at the pistol's cartridges. There were only five rounds left.He had thrown the ax out, and he had no other weapon.Jaco kicked and bent an iron railing, and broke it off with all his might as a makeshift weapon.

As soon as he picked up the iron rod, he heard a sound behind him. He quickly turned over and jumped sideways. A zombie rushed towards him, gnawing his teeth on the railing.Jaco kicked it off the platform with one kick, and cracked the head of the zombie in front of him with another stick.Brain and plasma splashed out together, staining Jia Ke's face with a bit of rancid body fluid.

Jia Ke didn't turn his head back, and shot behind him with a backhand, only to hear a loud "dang", the sound of the bullet colliding with the knife surface was amazing, the crazy woman took a step or two back because of the momentum of the bullet, almost It's almost time to stab the knife into Jacco's vest!

Jaco took another two quick leaps back, each shot hitting the woman with precision.The woman's movements were fast, and Jaco could almost feel that she had an extremely keen ability similar to his - she could foresee the coming of the crisis.

Jaco narrowed his eyes and fired the penultimate bullet.The bullet still bounced off the back of the woman's knife and slid away.The knife that looked extremely strong is now full of pits and holes, and a bloody look flashed in the woman's eyes. She knew that Jacco had only one bullet left, and she expected that Jacco would shoot at the last moment—she Accelerated violently!

Jia Ke grabbed a zombie beside him and blocked it in front of his chest. The woman's knife cut the zombie in two from the chest like a long sword. When the blood exploded, her eyes widened slightly, In a blink of an eye, Jacco disappeared.Then a big hand was gently and unquestionably placed on her fist and squeezed tightly. Everything seemed to be in slow motion. Jacco was like a cloak on her body, slowly falling down, wrapping her tightly, huge With great strength, she handed her hand towards her neck, and easily drew an arc——

The woman's eyes widened slowly, bloodshot eyes spread from the fundus, the blood vessels were exposed in the air, the trachea was exposed in the air, the cervical spine was exposed in the air... She fell down.

Jia Ke opened his hand lightly, letting the woman in red in his arms fall to the ground.Now she is all red.

Jaco stood with his head down for a while, looking at the corpse on the ground, then he raised his head as if feeling something, and glanced at the hooded man standing on the railing.

Jaco raised his gun and aimed it at the opponent, with the last bullet in it.

The hooded man didn't move. He looked at Jaco for a moment, then jumped off the railing and disappeared.

Jacco's hands froze for a while, then he came back to his senses, glanced at the woman at his feet, and knelt down to search her for the ticket.The woman had a lot of tickets, more than 70. Jia Ke didn't check how many Wuyun tickets were inside. He put the tickets in his inner pocket and ran all the way to the supermarket.

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"As I said, I didn't hide anything you hoped to find." The man stood there looking at the unpredictable Moore.Moore stared at his clean database, as if he hadn't expected it.He slowly came to the man, looked at him with a speculative look for a while, and then patted the man's strong chest with the back of his hand: "You are lucky. However, I have reset all your storage space, you It's best not to change them without authorization—remember, I'm watching you all the time."

Then he left without looking back.

The expressionless man relaxed slightly.Victor on the side complained: "I said it was impossible, but he just didn't believe it. Well, now he has completely emptied the storage space I gave you before."

The man said: "Connect me to the host."

"No," Victor said, "You have to rest for a while. Your nerves are not the same as mechanical nerves. They need to rest and recover."

"I want to connect to the mainframe," the man said. "My subconscious mind has been making me uncomfortable. Once connected to the mainframe, I can call up other records without much effort. It will make my life easier-and, I am now in There's nowhere to go from here."

Victor crossed his arms and looked at him for a while, then said, "Okay."

As soon as the man's consciousness entered the host, all the previously lost records flooded in like sea water. He shared the same memory with the host, which freed him from any storage burden.But he noticed the monitors Moore set up, and he "watched" those monitors silently, without acting rashly.

Victor removed the metal holding him in place and pulled him a chair. "Sit down, I have to sit down anyway. They have just entered consciousness, and it will be a while before his consciousness ends... Don't you want to talk?"

Victor saw the man's eyes, and rolled his eyes to himself a little bored: "Well, I know that your answers are all artificially set, perfect 'mechanical intelligence answers' that have been simulated through countless tests and evaluations... …but you passed the Turing test, you always make me feel like I'm talking to a real human being.

"That guy Moore is always buried in his computer, he never knows what it means to go out, I haven't left this place for almost a year, hell.

"As soon as this task is over, I will apply to leave here, even if I go to another small broken research institute to repair cars..."

"Where did he come from?" The man's sudden words made Victor's soliloquies stuck. "What?"

"He—" the man said.

Victor immediately realized who Seven was talking about.It wasn't Moore, but their passive experimental subject—the man who was hung in the huge room.

"Are you connected to the Internet?" Victor straightened his body, as if he was about to tell a little secret with great interest.He pressed his finger on the back of the man's hand and said, "Give you my authority—quietly—check the 'Six Ways'."

The man seemed to be in a daze, his eyes didn't blink, only two or three seconds later, his consciousness found the document that was blocked layer by layer, and his expressionless face showed a look of astonishment .

"Yes, that's a terrible place," Victor said under his gaze, "every half a month there is an assessment of the elimination rate of 50.00%, and 70.00% of the eliminated people will die. Providing organ and limb transplants, there will be a promotion assessment every three years... brutal training methods, bloody and brutal assessment methods." Victor spread his hands.

"They are like some kind of primitive wild beasts, trained to be the most elite weapons, while arousing ferocity and suppressing their humanity strongly, they are required to be as accurate as robots, without wasting a single bit of power... Scary? Victor looked at the man and said, "The first time I heard about our superiors, I almost thought they were joking with us. I don't believe that such a place exists on the soil of our civilized world, but Now I have to believe...they use those children who lost their families and abandoned babies to accomplish what the law can't take care of...they have the signatures of the guardians and the children's own signatures...after these 'weapons' mature, They may be sent to kill someone, or they may be sent to the battlefield... They have no loyalty and information leakage crisis, and they have no worries about using people or machines.

"So you see, I think human beings are the scariest thing. I think they can stuff more into their minds than machines. Do the math, how many consciousnesses have you experienced in his brain?"

"You think they are just weapons, but they have received strict and broad education at the same time, they are proficient in all knowledge...even, they have their own beliefs," Victor pursed his lips, as if he was a little confused by the word "faith" Noncommittal, "Honestly, I don't think of him as a human being at all. They... how should I put it... It's like - a humanoid machine - just the opposite of you. Sometimes, I don't know whether I should treat him or not. They responded with sympathy."

The man's brain was buzzing, and Victor's voice was constantly recorded in his ears.All the memories stored in the mainframe and in his subconscious began to surge rapidly, and the data washed through his brain like a river.

There is an assessment with a elimination rate of 50.00% every half a month... 70.00% of those eliminated will die...

Inhumane training methods, bloody and cruel assessment methods...

A child who died on the operating table, living in a desperate situation for life...

Xin Zhao said he hates violence.Hate organ transplants.

"No..." the man squeezed out the words through his teeth, "...he likes music, he likes to dance...he..."

The man felt that his eyes were sour, his nose was sore, and a piece of his chest seemed to be missing, revealing a huge hollow, but this was not due to any artificially set reaction conditions: "...he has been Resisting—”

He longed for all tenderness.