This is the territory of the Memory Supervision Department.
But in addition to the people in this department, important officials from the Human Experiment Department, Machine Consciousness Department, Prosthetic Registration Department, Ghost in the Shell Mobile Department, and Electronic Network Department are all here.
In the electronic light and shadow, one after another virtual figures came online, and the space of the entire room expanded, then expanded, and finally turned into a conference hall.
On the projection screen, it was the invasion that took place over the isolated island, starting with the Birds of Paradise taking action and ending with the island being blasted open by a rain of missiles.
Repeated over and over again.
Gradually, with the refresh, the pipe reaching the sky and three vague figures were all revealed.
The job of the Memory Supervision Department is to ensure that memory data in the nervous system or external storage devices operate normally and are not maliciously modified.
Among the six core departments, it is considered a civilian one. Even if there is any memory loss incident, the local mechanical mastermind will only be notified, or someone from the Ghost in the Shell mobile department will take over.
It's rare for so many big names to come to its territory.
Thanks to the work of a perverted host, the entire incident was recorded and then watched from beginning to end by millions of onlookers.
Ordinary people cannot see the virtual image of a cyber hacker.
But 'not being able to see' does not mean that memory does not exist.
At this time, the operators of the Memory Supervision Department are extracting memories from these millions of people, trying to restore the image of the hacker's 'prototype machine'.
Thousands of faces appeared, and the number soon exceeded 10,000, then 100,000, then 500,000...
"The level of hackers is very high!" Yagami Motoko said calmly, but the woman in white clothes and sunglasses next to her could hear her gnashing of teeth.
Old man Aramaki died, and the mission he participated in ended in failure, which indirectly caused the Cloud City to deviate from its channel, and it is still unknown where it is floating in the universe.
It's strange that Yagami Motoko is in a good mood.
The woman in white clothes and sunglasses was very calm and chuckled: "As for the mission, there will be successes and failures.
As for us, who is to blame if something happens now?"
"Hmph!" Yagami Motoko glared at the other party, "Don't say it so easily. If you suppressed the Bird of Paradise, how could there be so many problems?"
The woman in white clothes and sunglasses stretched and stood up directly.
"Failure means failure. How can top hackers be so easy to deal with? The other party has been planning for so long. It is normal to be unable to defeat the other party. But you have to wake up Shenwang from her slumber. She has woken up. Our lives
Aren’t there too many children?”
"Maintaining the stability between life forms and machines is our job!"
"Really?" The woman in sunglasses smiled strangely, "I thought our job was to make the whole world go crazy."
Yagami Motoko was furious. Before he could say anything, there was a 'click' and all the holographic projections in the memory monitoring center collapsed.
"what happened?"
"What's going on? Hacker invasion?"
"Where's the android player?"
An android girl ran in in a panic and stammered: "Currently, more than 100 million human brain IPs have been detected, and the data system has collapsed!"
"One million faces found in one million heads, it's really funny!"
A super AI from the Humanity Experiment Department laughed strangely. Its holographic projection was very strange, with densely packed faces all over it.
The woman in white clothes and sunglasses stood up and stretched: "It seems that nothing will happen to me. Let's leave first."
As if she had thought of something, the woman in white and sunglasses bent down, gave Yagami Motoko a small peck on the face, and whispered: "I forgot to mention it, I have been careful lately, old man Aramaki is dead, but there are many
People are watching your position."
There were fewer and fewer virtual figures, and finally only Yagami Motoko was left, her face constantly bright and dark under the illumination of the virtual projection.
This matter can be big or small. To put it into perspective, all the nobles on this planet have relatives, friends, and family members in the Cloud City. Someone is destined to bear their anger.
On a smaller scale, this was just an ordinary hacker intrusion incident, but the scope was larger and more people died.
This type of hacking incident occurs tens of thousands of times every year on this planet.
Yagami Motoko thought more.
Mechanical systems are evolving, and so are life systems. Sooner or later, the two sides will collide and release that terrifying creativity.
As for whether the social structure will collapse or be reshaped after the outbreak, no one knows.
There are already signs of revolutionary flames!
According to Minister Aramaki, the most moral thing we can do as an intelligent life in this era is to try our best to reduce the moral degradation caused by this evolution.
It wasn't until the beeping sound on her wrist made Suzi come back to her senses.
Three holographic projections appeared opposite her, a strong man, a yawning young man, and a girl.
"Captain, we are about to set off," the girl said lively.
"Captain Suzi, when will you accept my love?" The strong man looked excited.
"After you install the latest model of reproductive system," the young man said lazily.
"Can't the captain and I have a purely spiritual love? Do people have to have that kind of thing?" the strong man said angrily.
"Captain, what he means is that he wants to share a virtual machine with you."
Yagami Motoko sighed and said: "Hitomi, take care of the collider and Chappie, and tell them not to mess around."
"Okay captain!" The girl gave a military salute excitedly.
"Also, your task this time is to investigate the cause of the minister's death. Be serious!"
"yes!!!"
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On the top floor of the most exclusive hotel in the city that never sleeps, two genetic mixers are busy, surrounded by sophisticated medical equipment, molecular synthesis warehouses, brain wave generators, consciousness downloaders, etc.
As a second-level job for prosthetists after level 10, genetic mixers can gain a very high status even in large companies, such as the No. 1 position in a certain research laboratory.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But now, with two genetic mixers and an entire team, such a luxurious setting is only serving one person.
To be precise, it was a human body that was about to take shape. This human body was tall, strong, and masculine. On its wheat-colored skin, veins popped out from time to time.
The main part has been completed, and the remaining parts, such as nails and hair, are being synthesized in the synthesis warehouse.
The assistant comes over from time to time and injects a tube of genetic mixture. These mixtures include advanced computing brain cells from the Holy Brain Group, geocentric biological circulation cells from Balance Biotechnology, survival genes from Johnson & Johnson Group, and Vinos Life Safety.
Atomic virus.
It can be said that the top products of several top biological groups are concentrated in this body.
At the same time, there are five or six improved versions of A-level radiation beast bloodlines that have been injected into it.
Stimulated by these gene products, the body's growth rate suddenly increased a hundred times.
The cold voice of artificial intelligence kept ringing.
"100%, consciousness download completed."
The man opened his eyes, and his violent mental power repeatedly hit the special glass, creating cracks.
Ordinary artillery shells may not have this effect.
After about ten minutes, the man recovered, his golden pupils turned black, and his mental power slowly disappeared.
A gene mixer quickly walked in with a big cloak, put it on the other party first, and then said with concern:
"How are you feeling now?"
"I feel a little withdrawn," the man rubbed his eyebrows, his expression becoming dull and a little more emotional.
The genetic engineer explained:
"The transmission of consciousness across planets is like this. Especially when the memory data passes through the radiation cloud, it will cause a delay in some consciousness. It will be fine after a while."
"Is Mr. Miller from Evening Star?"
asked another geneticist.
‘Night Star’ is a satellite of the Machine Split Star. It was an exploration outpost in the Civilization Age and became an important commercial center in the Machine Age.
"No, I came from the Norman territory 30 light years away. I was discussing an important business. My physical body was still on the starship. I couldn't wait any longer, so I transferred my consciousness over three times. I used
It’s hyperspace download technology.”
"No wonder, how does this body feel?"
Miller pinched his fingers, and the space around him seemed to feel pinched and distorted.