"Professor Hans, your task in the future is to continue synthesizing this mechanical particle, but you must be careful and not easily touch it."

Tang Yizhou issued an order. Generally speaking, the discovery of this mechanical particle was accidental, but it was of great significance.

Next, he went to the laboratory where Zhang Xin was. Zhang Xin's group was also four scientists. The research direction was the battleship's firepower network optimization parallel technology, anchor shooting technology under full interference state, mechanical intelligence, and information and data transmission.

When Tang Yizhou went to, Zhang Xin was resting. When she saw him, she smiled slightly. She was not surprised at all. It seemed like an old friend reunited, but Zhang Xin's first words stunned him.

"Old Tang, your memory has been restored? Well, it seems that it has not, but my memory has been restored in part."

As he said this, Zhang Xin stepped forward and gave Tang Yizhou a big hug.

"What's the meaning?"

"It's not interesting. You used a trace of time to help us escape from the 18th level of data hell, but the price is a bit too high."

As Zhang Xin said this, he handed Tang Yizhou a piece of paper, which was a series of names on it. The first name on the paper was Zhao Wude, the second name was Zhang Xin, the third name was Zhao Sanxing, and the fourth name was Tang Yizhou.

Next were Old Klee, Linna, Hans, Roland, Rayne, Howard, and there were ninety names behind them, but the names were all cut off.

"We are a team, the captain is Zhao Wude, and the deputy captain is me. I was ordered to lurk into the long river of machinery. The Lord of Time gave each of us two traces of time. Today, there are only ten of us left. The traces of time of the others have been used up. With the data cycle, the true spirit has long been destroyed and cannot be saved."

"Wait, can you say it in detail? I only know now that I am a spy." Tang Yizhou was confused and felt something was wrong, because he was very sure that his memory was absolutely fine, but what Zhang Xin said was too ridiculous.

"Maybe it is the sequelae of releasing the traces of time." Although Zhang Xin was puzzled, he didn't care. "A hundred of us were once ancient gods in the long river of time, loyal to the Lord of time, and spent a long time in the long river of time. Later, in order to investigate the eighteenth floor of data hell of the long river of machinery, we sneaked in."

"But the eighteenth-layer data hell of the long river of machinery is very powerful. We are all lost in it. The cycle of reincarnation and traces of time can allow us to return to the starting point and remember our past purpose. However, until now, we have been reincarnated for dozens of lifetimes. Not only can we not investigate the secrets of the eighteenth-layer data hell, but we can't even escape."

What Zhang Xin said made Tang Yizhou even more confused, but he remembered that he had used Zhao Wude's identity, so he immediately asked, "Where is Zhao Wude?"

"I don't know, but I can be sure that he is still alive, right in the souls of those of us."

"What's the meaning?"

"The data hell of the long river of machinery can distort people's memories and souls, and can split a person's soul into ten or hundreds of parts, and then combine them in a chaotic combination like fried rice. So if you think you are Zhao Wude for a while, that's normal."

"What we have to do now is to find the scattered souls and stitch them back. In fact, it is not just Zhao Wude. We all have suffered the same fate, that is, the soul is divided into hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of copies. The lack of memory is the most obvious symptom."
Chapter completed!