Although some technicians compare the Plague Brain to a supercomputer, living things and computers are still different. The biggest difference between them is that the intelligence and consciousness of living things are slowly formed.
The number of neurons does not represent the size of the brain, nor does the structure of the cranial nerves represent the level of intelligence. Whether it is the structure of the cranial nerves or the number of neurons, a newborn baby will definitely kill a cat or a dog in an instant.
But apart from eating and sleeping, newborn babies only cry and poop.
As babies grow, they will gradually acquire their own consciousness and have a unique mind and will.
The Blood Plague Brain has just exceeded the threshold. It has finally integrated the infected people on the entire continent. Over time, it may also absorb the knowledge stored in the brains of the infected people, whether it is astronomy, geography, or music, chess, calligraphy and painting,
You will be perfect at everything.
But this takes time and life needs to grow.
Now, the Blood Plague Brain has just been born, and a malignant brain tumor has grown in its brain, and an incompatible consciousness is punching holes in its brain.
Iger exhausted all his energy. After he stopped his mental outburst, he picked up his cell phone languidly and sent a voice message to Dina: "I'm tired."
After receiving the news, Dina checked her watch and saw it was 14 minutes and 12 seconds.
Then, Dina dialed Iger's mobile phone.
"Hello?" Iger's voice came from the phone, looking weak.
"Hey, why did you stop? Can you continue? The fighting here has just begun!" Dina asked anxiously to Egger.
"How is it? Is it effective?" Egger said to Dina.
"Yes, it's so good that it explodes. Hey, hey, don't stop, keep going, fast, fast, fast!" Dina urged loudly.
"I can't survive. My brain has been drained." Iger was lying on the bed. His brain was throbbing and aching. He was overusing his brain and overdrawing his mental energy.
"It's only been 14 minutes and you can't do it. Men can't say 'no' to girls!" Dina used a provocation method on Iger.
"It's really not going to work anymore. Just let me lie down for a while." Egg rolled around on the big bed twice with his head in his arms, and then said to Dina: "If your people are still fighting, please evacuate quickly. Blood Plague
My brain seems to be launching a major counterattack, and it’s like I’m rehearsing a chorus in my mind.”
After saying that, regardless of whether Dina had anything to say, Iger turned off his phone and struggled painfully on the bed.
The interference is mutual.
If your singing voice gets louder, other people's tunes will naturally get louder.
After a while, the tsunami-like auditory hallucinations finally subsided, and Egg fell into a drowsy sleep.
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Clavellsburg.
The staff are counting the results.
This big battle started in an unexpected way and ended in an unexpected way for everyone.
At the beginning, when the infected people were in chaos, the military soldiers opened fire and killed them happily. But before everyone was happy enough, they suddenly received a message from the command center and hurriedly retreated back to the defense line.
notification within.
Some commandos who didn't take it seriously, or those who rushed too far and couldn't retreat quickly, or some who just got greedy, were instantly overwhelmed by the tide of infected people who returned to normal.
It was originally a perfect victory, but in the end more soldiers were lost. This result was simply unacceptable to everyone.
"Chief of Staff Dina, can you explain to us what your intelligence source is and why this situation occurred?" A staff officer was furious because her team had suffered heavy losses. She was rude in the meeting.
asked Dina.
Now that there was nothing to hide, Dina told the truth about Egg.
It is simply a fantasy that someone can interfere with the actions of an infected person by willpower. However, when the facts are in front of us, everyone has to believe it.
"Chief of Staff Dina, can you contact that person again and ask him to find a way to interfere with the infected people again?" Another fair-skinned and gentle male staff officer wearing rimless glasses said to Dina:
"Although it only lasts about ten minutes, if it can be used effectively every time, it will be very beneficial to us."
This is of course correct.
If in a boxing match, your opponent would grab his butt with his hands every round, and you could control when he would grab it, it would be weird if you didn't beat the crap out of him.
Facing the eager eyes, Dina had no choice but to bite the bullet and agreed.
"Hey, what's the matter?" Not long after Iger fell asleep, he was woken up by Dina's phone call.
It took a while for Iger to regain consciousness. Dina actually asked him to continue to interfere. He quickly refused: "No, no, really not. Miss, this matter really cannot be decided by you, I myself
I will let you know when I think it can be done."
It’s not that Iger is unkind, I really can’t agree to this thing.
Iger found that he seemed to have done a lot of help to others but did not get any good results. He was so tired that he fainted. Dina made two phone calls to urge them to start work again.
The military is really a bunch of inhumane guys.
One of the biggest differences between mental overdraft and physical overdraft is that people who are physically overdraft sleep very soundly, while people who are mentally overdraft have very bad sleep.
Egger had been having nightmares just now, and now his head was so painful and swollen that he couldn't think at all.
After sitting on the bed for a while, Iger rang the bed bell.
After a while, Sister Catherine entered the room.
Iger sat lazily on the bed leaning against the pillow. He said to Sister Catherine: "Catherine, please help me get some food and drink. I want to eat in bed. Also, I can see other people now, but it's too
Don't let the noisy people in, my head hurts."
After Sister Catherine exited the room, Egg closed his eyes and put his fingers on his head, trying to find acupuncture points bit by bit. Now he missed the barber shop not far from his house downstairs.
Iger does not miss the teacher Tony, but misses the girl who washes her hair.
Iger likes to go to that shop to have his hair washed. In fact, he doesn’t really want to wash his hair, but to enjoy the head massage from the girl who washes his hair.
Every time I work overtime until I feel dizzy, Iger will wash my hair.
The fingers of the hair-washing girl were not as strong as those of the masseurs, but they were just right. Every time I pressed them, Iger's head felt swollen and painful, and then felt relaxed and comfortable.
Iger gave up after trying it himself. He couldn't find the acupuncture points at all. Even if he found those points, it felt completely wrong when he pressed them.
Damn it, I should use a loudspeaker to call, I want to pay a lot of money to hire someone who knows massage.
After a while, Sister Catherine brought over a piece of food that looked like it was specially made. At this time, Iger didn't say anything about sharing the joys and sorrows. He worked so hard, so he had to take some good supplements.
In addition to sunny-side-up soft-boiled eggs, toast with jam, grilled bacon strips, and a glass of red wine.
Sister Catherine, really, she doesn't know I'm underage.
Egg grunted and cursed, then he picked up the red wine and took a big sip.
At the last meal, Jesus distributed red wine to his disciples and said to them: "Come and drink, for this is my blood, which provides the forgiveness of sins."
Because of this record in the Bible, whether you are a believer, a nun or a priest, drinking red wine is not only not a break from the law, but also a privilege worth being proud of.
Iger was not used to drinking red wine, but he happened to be thirsty. He originally wanted to take a sip first, but unexpectedly he drank a large glass of red wine in one breath.
Then Iger began to sit on the bed and eat. Halfway through the meal, he felt that the alcohol was starting to hit his head.
Iger suppressed his drunkenness and wolfed down the food without even tasting it. Then he handed the small dining table to Sister Catherine and fell asleep again, full of sleepiness and drunkenness.
When Iger woke up again, the sun had already set to the west, and he slept throughout the day.
After waking up this time, Egger felt in a particularly good state. His consciousness was clear, his head no longer hurt, and he felt that his drained mental energy had been restored.
Egger was immediately overjoyed. He seemed to have found a good way to restore his mental strength. He drank some wine before going to bed.
Whether drinking alcohol helps sleep not only varies from person to person, but also needs to be analyzed on a case-by-case basis.
Generally speaking, drinking alcohol is not conducive to sleep.
Most people's sleep quality will decrease after drinking alcohol, because alcohol contains ingredients that stimulate the brain's nerves and increase the activity of nerves and brain cells. People are prone to dreaming more and waking up easily.
But if a person's brain is too active, alcohol will numb the nerves and the person will sleep more soundly.
Specifically speaking, alcohol can maintain a certain level of activity in the brain nerves. As for insomnia or better sleep, it depends on the amount of alcohol consumed and the person's physical condition.
A little tipsiness can help you sleep, while drinking alcohol can make you nervous.
After discovering that drinking alcohol can speed up mental recovery, Egger's thoughts immediately spread.
If alcohol is ok, then sedatives are ok?
There are also combat potions, which can make people's spirits extremely high, will they also be effective?
Of course, you cannot trample on your body at will, but if you have important actions, you can use drugs to cooperate.
After finishing his exercise just now, Iger felt that his mental outburst was a bit useless.
There are 24 hours in a day, 60 minutes in an hour, and 1440 minutes in a day. Your own mental interference can only last for 14 minutes, which is exactly 1/100 of the total time.
It can be said that this time is extremely useless, unless it is when the killing is in full swing, and when Egg uses his power, the infected will be killed, and the survivors will be killed.
Even at such an extreme critical moment, Egger used his own ability to interfere with the blood plague brain's scheduling, but the effect was extremely limited.
After all, the disparity in strength between survivors and infected people lies here. Even if the military seizes the opportunity to raid once a day, as the military said, how much results can be achieved?
In 15 minutes, can all the survivors combined kill 100,000 infected people?
Even if we kill 100,000 more people in one day, we will kill 10 million more people in 100 days.
In the face of a base of hundreds of millions, what is the meaning of 10 million?
Good steel must be used on the blade. Egg is going to get some combat medicine, and then cooperate with Dina's assault team to carry out a meaningful action.
