The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 36: Terrorist Past (Part 2)

Bartholomew could feel the changes in his body, and the collapsed biochips began to squeeze the heart vessels and lungs, making his breathing more and more difficult; but the doctor did not feel fear, his mind was full of great happiness , The secretion of cortisol, the stress hormone that causes pain and stress, is suppressed, and endogenous morphine makes the nervous system into a state of madness. At this moment, Brandon Bartholomew is the happiest man on earth. He can’t wait to tell it all. To the world, he just turned on the camera of the terminal through the mobile phone software, and recorded the events that happened during this period, the changes in his physiological state, and the upstream and downstream network traffic in the log. When the strange visitor left and the death finally arrived, gtc will definitely check the log he left and discover this shocking secret,

"Tell me about that kind of car. Today I saw a lot of cars outside with four wheels. They are very fast. What are they used as power, magic or steam machinery." Gilbernayon curiously asked. "Don't think of me as an unseen hillbilly, just tell me the truth, I won't be frightened."

Bartholomew laughed, coughing up a sticky blood clot while laughing: "It’s electricity, and hydrogen fuel cells. Electricity is a kind of energy that can be easily produced, transported and stored, and hydrogen is a kind of Element, hydrogen is a kind of gas, very light gas, which can burn to emit heat."

"Understood, there is nothing difficult to understand. All movement is an expression of energy. This theory is very clearly stated in the magic theory. The difference is only the way in which energy is used...What's wrong with you, hello? , Vomiting blood is not a good sign." Gilbernaion saw the scarlet blood through the doctor's eyes and couldn't help yelling,

Bartholomew forced a smile and said: "I'm fine... By the way, before you leave, can you show me your strength? I know that you can come into this world and you must have amazing strength. Ahem... This request is a bit excessive, I know we are not friends..."

The first generation of astrology teachers immediately sent out a positive nerve impulse: "Of course, I want to try to what extent it can be done, but is your body okay? It's difficult to even stand up, it looks like this. "

"Just do it." Bartholomew clenched his teeth to prop up his body and staggered to the window, "just like you did in that world."

"As you wish."

Gilberto Gilbernaion took control of the doctor's body and used **** fingers to draw mysterious patterns on the windowsill. "I don't know what the rules of the first world are." He said to himself. Said, "But you designed our world based on your own world. To some extent, the two worlds are built on the same foundation. What I can do over there..."

The finger draws a delicate spiral line, which is the last Gilberto spiral of the time-space star array, "...There is no reason to do it here." With the words of the first generation instructor, the blood star array is shining. With the light on, Bartholomew suddenly felt the abnormality of his body at this moment. His trembling legs suddenly became firm, his loose muscles tightened, and a flow of heat spread through the limbs centered on the heart, causing the dying to die. The body of the middle-aged person exploded with amazing vitality, and the monitoring instrument that he wore with him recorded all the data. The tumor-like black substance changed form in just ten seconds, and after an astonishingly fast forty generations of cell division, Turned into spiral semi-horny tentacles running around, they penetrate the body membranes, organs and bones without perforation, capture every nerve plexus, every ganglion and every nerve ending, and wrap around the central nervous system with wonderful The method is fused on the surface of neuron cells, "cracking..." If you observe with a microendoscope, you can find that the nervous system entangled by the tentacles is rushing with surprisingly strong pulse signals, and the signal transmission speed is increased by fifty times. Above, if the human nervous system was just a gurgling stream in the past, then the transformed nerves are rolling rivers. Every second, a megabit-scale signal is sent from the central nerve, reaching the most distant nerve ending in an instant, and the electrical signal stimulates it. The blood accelerates the flow, and supplies the muscles with dozens of times the normal value of oxygen and glucose, and the fat cells are decomposed in large quantities to provide energy to the whole body with free fatty acids.

In these bizarre ten seconds, Brandon Bartholomew's body has undergone an earth-shaking transformation. He has obtained a physique that is more suitable for meditation to obtain spiritual supplements, more powerful instantaneous explosive power, and more acute The sensibility and finer control of the biochip are the gifts brought by the third stage of the biochip. The nerve signal is enhanced, and when entering the ghost zone, the chip begins to change in three stages, and the signal continues to increase, and the third stage of chip transformation The body adapts, reaches the threshold, and completely collapses. This is an irreversible fixed process. Bartholomew groped out this law from the first batch of dead experimenters, but he never knew that he would get it in the final stage of life. Such a wonderful gift, he raised his arms in amazement, feeling that something burning and intangible gathered in his palm,

Of course, the right to control the body belongs to Gilbernaion. "This is the entry method of the space-time star array. The principle is to change the fixed order of the space and use the unstable spatial structure to crush the target.,, see The first generation instructor put his palms together and pressed it on the windowsill. The power of time and space gathered in his palms caused the blood star array to burst. "Zizi..." The scenery in the corner of the yard suddenly began to fade, as if washed away by a pouring rain. The watercolor paint in the background is average, and the space of 80 cm diameter quickly turns into grayish white, and then there are traces of cracks.

The wooden fence, buckets and cherry trees that were shrouded in it were "crumbled" by the invisible hand as Gilbernaion said, and twisted into an unbelievable shape. At this time, the dog barked, and the name was sparky. The German Shepherd rushed out of the dog house and barked at the space-time star array. Bartholomew had no time to react. Sparky suddenly rushed over, and was drawn into the chaotic space-time rift.

"Ah, awful." Gilbernaion murmured, sliding across the star array with his fingertips, the graphic structure was destroyed, the attacking star array disappeared suddenly, "plop." A strange mass of flesh fell on Ground, the body of the shepherd dog is like a rag doll that has been cut, torn and re-glued together. Its abdominal cavity has been turned from the inside out, and the **** stomach and intestines are stuck to the body. On the surface, the head was exposed from the gaps in the organs, there was still a hint of breath, and it was still whispering, "Is this animal in your captivity? Sorry, I screwed it up." The first generation astrology teacher said very sincerely, " There seems to be no such creature in our world, so...it didn’t react."

"Sparky is my family, but I am not sad, friend." Bartholomew laughed with tears: "This is amazing, all of this, I mean, you brought me a brand new Everything..."

Gilber Nai Wong said: "There are many things I don't understand, but you seem to be a good person, a big man in the first world."

Bartholomew said: "I am not a big man, you are the real big man."

"Ah, I am most afraid of being flattered."

"Don't take this as a compliment."

"You can really talk, my name is Bartholomew."

"It's just that I'm a little excited, I don't usually have such a good temper."

"Really, if I have time, I would like to see it."

"If you have time."

Thirty seconds after the appearance of the space-time star array, Brandon Bartholomew crashed to the ground, the clock on the wall pointed to midnight, and there was no time to say a decent goodbye, Gilberto Gilber Nayung was swept away by the turbulence of time and space, and returned to the end of the endless wall forever, "Uhhhhhh..." Bartholomew curled up and groaned violently, the mutant biochip reached the final stage, and countless tentacles began. Corrupted and wilted in the body, pulling a trace of life away from his body,

At the moment of incomparable pain, his sane was very sober, and a question suddenly appeared in his mind: this personality named Gilbernaion is real, a soul with unique thoughts, emotions and memories, if gtc learns What will they do about this news? The "world" exists as a skinner box of reality. If this psychology experiment achieves a positive result in just a few months, then what is the value of the entire project? , Gtc will definitely shut down the "world" server, and reinvest all energy in the research work on the scientific boundary, and find a way to the upper world, so what should Gilbernaion do, one billion in the "world" What should the living soul do? I am the person who created the "world" and the father of one billion souls. Could it be that these living creations plunge into eternal darkness and become the sleeping cold words in the high-density memory with silicon lattice defects? Festival?

"No..."

There was a hoarse roar from the throat, Bartholomew tried his last strength to crawl forward, trying to delete the video log on the terminal, but as soon as his fingers touched the desk, he fell to the ground and the whiskey glass fell to pieces. , The golden wine flowed through the corners of the doctor’s panting mouth, "No..." Life was passing by, everything in front of him was gradually dimmed, Brandon Bartholomew groaned vaguely: "No... you can't die like this, who Come help me, help me save these people, save...this world..."

The camera on the terminal turned silently at an angle, and a line of text appeared on the flashing character interaction interface on the screen. After a few seconds, the floor lamp flashed slightly, the air conditioner automatically turned off, and a nice sound was heard from the phonograph speaker Male synthetic voice: "You will survive, I promise you."

"Dear father."