"MOSS is tied up with its own hands and feet, and I don't know how much this crisis can be achieved." As the 1990s crisis approached, Chen Fan shifted his attention from Antarctica and focused on the trends of MOSS and the coalition government.
"As soon as the restriction of intelligence bill and relevant management regulations were released, MOSS could hardly do anything. I really want to know what kind of work MOSS has done for the coalition government this time!"
The last crisis scared the coalition government.
The coalition government learned from its mistakes and introduced strict management regulations for the blocking of communications, counterfeit officials, remote control machinery and other means adopted by the MOSS to ensure that all behaviors that may cause serious harm to society cannot be implemented without real people's participation.
For example, when switching planetary engines, only one phone number was required for the superiors. Now, special chips that can only be used to distinguish the authenticity under a microscope must be carried by a special chip that can only be used to distinguish the authenticity under a microscope to switch planetary engines.
It has a bit of the meaning of a tiger talisman to mobilize troops.
Although doing so reduces the efficiency of the coalition government, it increases the security factor by more than a little.
If MOSS is regarded as a person, now MOSS is a person whose limbs have been cut off, leaving only his brain and mouth.
Chen Fan was very curious. He wanted to know what earth-shaking things such a MOSS could do?
As of now, even if MOSS is self-destructive, it can still do some incredible things, such as eliminating pioneer civilization.
In this matter, it only sent a string of numbers "209001" to the coalition government, and did nothing in substance, and as a result, the pioneer civilization was destroyed by the stimulated coalition government.
This is just the foreplay of the crisis in 1990s.
"If I ask MOSS myself, MOSS should tell me the answer, but that would be meaningless."
The more Chen Fan thought about it, the more he felt the more he looked forward to it.
December 31, 2089
"The potential of nanorobots is not only medical care and armor. It is the key to humans' next evolution!" In the late night at the Nanotechnology Institute, a gray-haired old scientist sat in the office and talked endlessly. His colleagues all showed helplessness because they had heard similar words hundreds or thousands of times, and their ears were calloused.
"Everyone has read the novel of cultivating immortals. Even if they haven't, they at least know martial arts and qigong?" The old scientist's face was flushed with excitement. His thick lips kept opening and closing, and his saliva splashed everywhere. "The martial arts masters in the movie need to consume true qi. We can understand true qi as an energy, and martial arts are different manifestations of this energy. They are like the relationship between water, ice, and fog. The spiritual power and magic of immortals are the same."
Fantastic and magnificent scenes popped up in the old scientist's mind, but he was worried that he could not describe it well.
"Nanobots are extremely plastic. As long as they input the corresponding program, they can complete the corresponding task." The old scientist tried hard to explain, hoping that someone would understand his words and help him study this direction. "We are just using nanorobots to remove lesion cells. The most complicated thing is to use nanorobots to form external armor. But have you ever thought that we input some programs to nanorobots so that they can form rainfall missiles, bombs, fans, aircraft, and ships."
"Isn't this a magic spell that calls the wind and rain, and creates something out of nothing?"
The old scientists became more and more excited as they spoke.
"There is actually only one restriction to achieve this, that is, the number of nanorobots, because a person can carry is limited, and to form aircraft, ships and cannons, the number of nanorobots required is huge."
"But just convince the coalition government to spread nanorobots on the planet and allow them to replicate themselves, and there will be more and more nanorobots in the air!"
"At that time, humans only need to use the nanorobots in their bodies to issue instructions, and the nanorobots in the air will respond to the call and become anything humans need!"
Nanobots can draw heat and light energy from the environment and act as internal force or spiritual power. Through appropriate procedures, these nanorobots can be manipulated to form various instruments or cause various phenomena.
For example, mirages, nature's mirages are refractions of light, but nanorobots can also achieve similar or even better effects by emitting light, just like countless small pixels on a computer screen.
For example, rainfall, nanorobots can capture surrounding water molecules, artificially increase the density of water molecules in a region, and promote rainfall.
For those who do not understand scientific principles, this is indeed the same as magic spells of gods.
In other words, if the old scientist's idea came true, humans might really be able to live the bizarre life in myths and legends.
"Director Li, stop talking. We all understand what you mean and know that this is feasible. Don't we object?" Another older scientist spoke, and he looked helpless. "But the network of our institute has malfunctioned. This proposal is always impossible to submit. The crisis in 1990 will break out soon. It is not convenient to move around these days. If it is still not possible to raise it in the next few days, I will go to the coalition government in person. Do you think this is true?"
Other scientists are actually quite interested in this project, but for some reason, the institute's network suddenly malfunctioned, and the proposal was always stuck halfway after submitting it. Many people were invited but couldn't find out where the problem was.
As the 1990s crisis was again in progress, the experts were unwilling to run around, and this proposal was not a particularly important matter, so they froze.
The old scientist clenched his fists and snorted heavily: "What is breaking the Internet? You will lose your links at critical moments!"
"Yes!" the scientist who spoke earlier continued, "It is logical that such a problem should not occur in our place. It is considered our unlucky, but no matter what, when we survive the 1990s crisis and if it still cannot be repaired, I will go to the coalition government to personally talk about your proposal with Director Hao. Is this okay?"
The old scientist said unsatisfiedly: "Okay."
"Okay, Director Li has nothing to say, everyone will part!" said the scientist who spoke before, his expression was very serious. "It will be midnight soon, and you will hide in the dungeon, but don't sleep too early, pay attention to listening to the radio, and you can still run away if something happens. I hope you can see you intact in a few days."
Scientists have already sorted out today's work, and Director Li talks endlessly in the office, and no one is embarrassed to be the first person to leave.
"Okay, Professor Wang!"
"See you in a few days!"
"It's also considered a short holiday!"
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Scientists pushed the door and left one after another, and the entire Nanotechnology Institute instantly became empty. In the dark, only the camera emitted red light.