Night Hacker Chapter 17: Brain to brain contact
The bullets hit one after another, the sea of garbage turned over, and the waste products splashed.
The alien species was enraged immediately, and the bullets fired couldn't knock it down at all. It only spattered some flesh or smashed some garbage, but the bullets immediately became a new part of its body.
It let out a strange roar, like the sound made by the short circuit of various wires and electrical appliances in the body at the same time.
It jumped suddenly, and the whole behemoth jumped onto the highway and rushed towards the convoy.
Behind is **** flying, the sky is black rain, and in the distance is thick smoke.
Seeing that the fight was about to start, the muscular men of the Game Gang pulled the triggers one after another, and sparks shot out from the guns in their hands.
But with a swipe of that alien species' hand, an entire pickup truck was overturned immediately, and several muscular men fell to the ground in screams.
"Damn..." Brother Zhuang was a little panicked, and some electric current flashed through half of his metal head, "Fight it!"
He leaped out of the carriage suddenly, the muscle maniac professional department J-level program: ten times the muscles
Brother Zhuang's gnarled muscles immediately swelled a few times, and even his head swelled up, making him look even more bloody.
He jumped over a distance of more than ten meters, and smashed his huge fists at the alien species at the same time. He slammed on a garbage TV screen on its chest, and immediately exploded the already dilapidated screen, sinking his fists deeply.
This punch can punch through a strong man.
However, the xenomorph was not knocked down, not even a shake.
At the same time, Ragbu let out a burst of laughter in the dark, "Trash!"
He was mocking, but also calling, a series of 0s and 1s flashed in the classic pilot goggles, and the program started.
J-level program of the scavenger profession: everything is available
Some of the electronic waste on the alien's body flickered brightly, as if called by the rags to send out electrical stimulation.
"Fuck..." Brother Zhuang exclaimed, he was thrown by the more berserk alien species, and flew heavily into the sea of garbage on the side of the road.
"Strong, I told you." In the truck compartment over there, Lorna was smoking a cigarette, really speechless: "Facing these supernatural things, you can't even handle guns. If you only have muscles, practice No matter how much it is, it will be free."
As she watched the alien species approaching the truck, she was in a trance, and her personality integrity hadn't recovered much in the past few days...
"Captain?" Several female mercenaries asked anxiously, asking her to decide how to fight.
Lorna took another deep puff of the cigarette, and a voice came to her mind. It was Gu He, the cowherd, saying:
【If you want to find your true self, you must fully accept yourself...】
She closed her eyes, and so many memories flashed in an instant, her heart ached almost to a halt.
How long has it been since I recalled that time, thinking of abandoning it, but I never forgot it.
Yes, Lorna Rudd, the daughter of flesh and blood, was once surrounded by street crowds and once rode on their shoulders.
Her lost right hand used to wave the bone and blood flag so vigorously.
When Lanbu’s wanton singing came, it was as if everyone sang passionately together:
"My child, my flesh and blood, her name is Lorna Lude, and her name is Liuguang City!"
But the stench of the surrounding garbage infiltrated her nostrils, and the cold and smelly rain hit her face, reminding her that it was not fifteen years ago, and she was no longer that five-year-old child.
She is a blood blade in a muddy pond, a female mercenary, and an extraordinary hunter.
Rotten cloth is mocking so hard, as if mocking his past self like this can make him more comfortable.
This kind of person betrayed and insulted the flesh and blood.
"I'll take care of it."
Lorna suddenly opened her eyes, with an unburned cigarette in her left hand, and the huge red right hand of the alien species exploded just as the rudimentary species approached!
One end was connected to her shoulder, and countless blood threads rushed out, flying all over the sky in the black rain.
This is the right hand, which is also the nerve bundle.
A right hand compressed by countless nerve transmission channels.
J-level Hunter Program: Nervous Invasion
The blood-stained threads all over the sky flew over a distance of a few meters or more than ten meters in an instant. Gang members heads.
Behind a **** dump, the rag was stunned. A few threads of blood stuck to his forehead, pierced through the flesh, penetrated straight through the gap in the skull, and instantly connected with his brain nerves.
Suddenly, there was a strange feeling that something was forcibly invading his head.
It is impacting and blasting, just like a virus breaking through a firewall.
"Brain-to-brain contact..." The rotten cloth suddenly gave rise to fear.
He hastily pulled out his knife to cut off those blood threads, but one after another, the scalp would be scraped off; all the trash people around were in chaos.
On the other side, the rudimentary alien species whose head was also wrapped in blood threads let out a muffled roar, and stagnated in place, unable to move.
"Captain!" The female mercenaries looked nervously, with the integrity of the colonel's personality collapsing at any time, this is tantamount to suicide...
Lorna looked calm, and the messy wires and silicon strips between her black hair suddenly became radiant.
In just a few seconds, the nerves were accelerating, accelerating, accelerating... overspeed.
Hunter professional system Q-level program: information turbulence
The **** nerve bundles flying all over the sky have physically connected her head, the head of the alien species, the heads of the rags and others, like a bright red and treacherous spider web.
This is a neural network, a network led by her.
"Don't you guys like to pick up garbage? How can you miss such a large amount of garbage information?"
Suddenly, a thought came to her mind, and at the same time as these words were transmitted to the minds of Ragbu and the others.
She waved the nerve bundle violently in her hand, thanking Grandma Ajin, after the mirror box therapy for the past few days, this hand is easy to use, otherwise she really wouldn't be able to exert the procedural power like she does now.
Thousands of woven blood threads all burst into light, and the spider webs are dripping blood——
In this world, living flesh and blood have consciousness, and consciousness is data. At this moment, the consciousness data of the embryonic alien species is forcibly exploded, and along with the neural network formed by these blood threads, it flows to each brain.
"Ah!" Rotten cloth let out a scream in an instant, and all kinds of indescribable alien information kept rushing into his mind.
What did he see, what was it... blood, giant shadows, a fallen world, clutter, flies, no light...
At the same time, there are many garbage guys who scream, fall to the ground, bleed from all seven orifices, and roll on the ground.
Information overload, information overload...
Whether it's a programmer's rags or an ordinary person, they simply can't bear it.
It's like a person has been irradiated by strong light for more than ten days without sleep, until that person is completely crazy.
The brother Zhuang who couldn't bear the injury over there stared and saw that the nerves of the rotten face were beating violently, and he was already at extreme speed. information.
Boom! After all, Ragbu's head couldn't take it anymore. It was overwhelmed by the turbulent flow of information, and the flesh and blood on the head exploded, leaving only an empty skull, still wearing the classic pair of pilot goggles.
Fragments of flesh and blood fell down at the same time as the rain, and the rotten cloth's body swayed and fell into the rotten garbage.
The pair of eyeballs ~IndoMTL.com~ that can't fly down are trapped in the glasses.
There seems to be a different kind of sadness in the horrified eyes, which is the picture of the past years...
Bang, bang, bang, the heads of trash guys exploded one after another.
The consciousness information of the alien species lost its carrier, so it was lost, made mistakes, and collapsed, and the huge embryonic species suddenly shook.
The blood thread became tighter and tighter, causing greater brain pressure on this alien head that had stopped functioning and lost its strength.
Suddenly, the head, which was mixed with countless garbage and rot, exploded into countless pieces.
This prototype that suddenly fell on the highway has become another huge piece of garbage in the muddy pond.
The turbulence of information is over, and the battle is over.
"Haha!" Brother Zhuang yelled ecstatically, "I said it, I said it, this is the second programmer in charge! How dare you mess with her!"
The female mercenaries had no joy of victory, they nervously supported Captain Lorna who was unsteady on his feet.
She was the team leader who participated in the turbulent flow of information just now.
She is the one who controls the storm, but she is also at the center of it...
The fingers holding the cigarette were trembling weakly, the ash was knocked down by the black rain, but the fire was not extinguished.
The wires and silicon strips in the hair became dim. Lorna took a deep breath. The stench of garbage and thick smoke pierced her lungs, and there was still a bit of blood smell. Her eyes became hazy, maybe she was blinded by blood. , or the personality is disintegrating in a trance.
She seemed to feel that the original right hand was still there, waving something, and she seemed to hear singing.
It was a childish voice, full of hope and passion, singing loudly:
"Her name is Lorna Lude, her name is Liuguang City, our future, our future..."