From a biological sense, not only is Yin Lin not a human being now, he is not even a "living creature".
He just uses the blood incarnation of the entropy beast as a "container" to carry his core data, that is, his soul.
In this state, all Yin Lin can rely on is the "authority" that comes with the core data.
But without the support of "Yuan", it would be difficult for Yin Lin to achieve the feat of deflecting a "ship-destroying weapon" with a single punch.
Of course, there are advantages, Yin Lin is not afraid of death.
His body is in safe hands with Green.
I just hope Green doesn't mess with his body.
Get out of the wilderness and avoid the patrol routes of omnics. As far as Yin Lin can see, today's haze has dispersed slightly compared to yesterday. In the sky, you can vaguely distinguish circles of brilliantly colored "star rings" in outer space.
On top, it is constructed into a shape similar to a "cannon barrel".
Yin Lin's "blood clone" is not a new skill. It is just an insignificant "characteristic" that was born after he gained a deeper understanding of his own bloodline during his long interstellar drift. In fact, in
In the past, during the process of transforming into the "entropy beast human race", Yin Lin did not deeply realize the superiority of this bloodline.
But during fifty years of interstellar drifting, Yin Lin at least understood one thing: the survivability of entropy beasts is truly top-notch.
It is worthy of being one of the "three types of existence" that can directly survive in the "Origin Sea" in the physical body.
And Yin Lin is the "fourth category".
Not much gossip.
Rolling and rolling, Yin Lin came to one of the passages in the mine.
On both sides of the passage are rows of life-support cabins.
If the rows of life-support capsules are compared to houses in a city, with people living inside, the "channels" Yin Lin travels through are like roads, extending horizontally and vertically in all directions, extending to the end of the horizon.
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But within the 12 hours that Alice was "working", it was impossible for Yin Lin to visit the entire mine with Gungun. But to complete Yin Lin's goal tonight, he didn't need to go very far.
Furthermore, Yin Lin's "blood clone" carries his soul data, so he cannot be too far away from his original body.
He easily and openly got into one of the life-support chambers. His blood cells were soaked in poor-quality nutrient solution and he began to analyze the structure and operation mode of the life-support chamber.
At this moment, the "bio-battery" soaked in the life-sustaining cabin looks like a thin, dry man. Breathing is done through a tube directly inserted into the bronchial ventilation. In the cabin, Yin Lin can only hear the steady heartbeat of a human being.
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The man closed his eyes tightly, as quiet as a corpse soaked in formalin.
Law of freedom·Deconstruction.
"Unlimited" authority doesn't sound special, but the advantage is that you can do whatever you want.
The analysis process is very boring.
Yin Lin carefully separated out the tentacles one by one, and the flexible tentacles surged in the cabin like alien creatures.
After a while.
Yin Lin understood the principle of linking the survival capsule and the "biological battery" to the virtual world.
Nothing more, just neural links.
His main world also has similar technology, but it is far from as high-end as what Nemesis tinkered with.
From a purely technological perspective, Yin Lin is not worried. The only thing Yin Lin is worried about is Nemesis mixing private goods in the survival capsule.
Yin Lin inspected it carefully for several minutes.
Phew...fortunately not, or maybe Nemesis has been at ease for a long time and has taken over the power of "omnics", thinking that no one can compete with him in this field.
"Tsk, you look down on humans too much, even though I am not a human either."
Yin Lin laughed at himself. Inside the hub, at the base of the throne, a vortex appeared on the calm lake surface, and metal "roots" penetrated deep into the bottom of the lake, connecting his soul to the world.
Tentacles were also separated from the blood cells, and the blood-red tentacles were gradually covered with a layer of dull metallic color.
The dim and hidden light shone slightly in the life-support cabin. All Yin Lin's actions were based on the premise of "secretness" and his movements were gentle.
The moment the link between the "biological battery" and the life-support cabin was disconnected, a red warning light lit up on the cabin.
Within the warning range, there was a small bird-shaped intelligent machine flying towards this direction, but the green light soon turned on again.
The bird-like omnic flew away.
Chirping, chirping, as if complaining.
Over the years, the impact of the slap from Green, the Lord of Dream Demons, has not completely faded away. "Biological battery failure" has become an occasional event. Omnic machines have a certain degree of intelligence and have their own logic and corresponding flexibility in dealing with problems.
As long as the green light is on and it's working, don't worry about it.
If it can be lit, it means it is not dead.
In an instant, Yin Lin first disconnected the physical link from the battery, and then replaced it with his own information.
"hurry up."
Yin Lin followed the network cable and fought his way in.
"Connect to the world of illusion."
In an instant, Yin Lin's vision went dark and then bright, and when he opened his eyes again.
Rumble…
Rumble…
In the narrow carriage, the scenery outside the window flew backwards at high speed.
The indicator lights on the two eyes of the passage outside the car flicker on and off as the car moves forward and are blocked by the window gap, like a strobe light, making people dizzy.
"Uncle? Uncle?"
A teenager who looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a navy blue uniform, stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Yin Lin's eyes.
"Are you calling me?"
Yin Lin reacted and pointed at himself.
"Uncle, could you please move your foot away? You stepped on my foot."
Seeing Yin Lin's aggressive eyes staring directly at him, the teenager lowered his head and blushed, with the shyness of a green teenager showing on his clean face.
Yin Lin moved his feet and the young man walked away.
After quickly taking a look at the surrounding environment, Yin Lin understood that he was in the subway and had no place to sit, so he could only stand.
The crowded subway exudes all kinds of strange smells.
There is the smell of low-quality perfume, the smell of sweat, the pungent smell of a new leather bag, and the aroma of hot dogs.
Yin Lin's ears were also filled with various voices.
The clear ringing sound of a text message received on a cell phone, private whispers, chuckles from different corners, unbridled conversations, the vibrating sound of a silent cell phone in your pocket, and the heavy and uneven breathing of dozens of people crowded in the same carriage.
, a girl screamed and cursed when she was touched by a dirty hand.
Popularity.
The moment he regained his vision, Yin Lin felt the long-lost popularity.
He felt like he was human again and alive.
Different sounds, fast flashing lights and shadows, mixed smells, the vibration of the carriage on the track, and the soft touch of the strangers around you through their clothes.
This sudden sensation of the five senses made Yin Lin momentarily confused.
If Yin Lin hadn't been sure of the way he entered, he wouldn't have been able to tell the difference between virtual and real for a while.
Here is the virtual world - "Phantom Light".
Yin Lin lowered his head and recalled the brief conversation he had just had with the boy from the academy. The language he used with himself was not the language that Yin Lin was familiar with, but the survival capsule seemed to have corresponding "common sense" stored in it, or maybe Yin Lin was forcing it.
When replacing the "biological battery", the cache in the life-sustaining cabin was not cleared. In short, after quickly processing the messy memories, Yin Lin understood the language here and learned his identity information.
"Rod, male, 36 years old, an ordinary office worker in a small business."
"Life is boring and monotonous. My wife, Shizuka, is ordinary in appearance, virtuous at home, and unemployed."
"After five years of marriage, I have gained nothing."
"Rhode doesn't have many hobbies on weekdays. He drinks a little wine, but his drinking capacity is not good. He likes playing games, but he is weak and has never been able to draw an SSR. Two days ago, his salary was reduced due to a company transfer."
And I had a quarrel with my wife."
"I will secretly go to a major health care clinic without telling my wife every now and then, but the frequency is not high... mainly because I don't dare."
“I don’t have many friends. My wife deleted all my female friends in my mobile phone messages, leaving only work relationships.”
"I would complain to my good friends when we were drunk: I wish I could have another wife."
"Without telling his wife, Rod secretly changed the name of his married first love to "Dog Manager" as a note."
Simple memories are like straightforward information, roughly integrated into Yin Lin's memory.
As an "apostle", Yin Lin has countless time travel experiences. Within ten seconds, Yin Lin integrated into his own identity.
He understands his own personality.
After exiting the station at the appropriate station, Yin Lin came to the company and greeted the front desk of the company as usual.
The receptionist's name was Xiaomei. He had just graduated from college and Rod didn't dare to strike up a conversation. He once thought in his mind that Xiaomei was having an affair with his boss.
"reality."
Yin Lin sighed secretly.
The work content is very simple, which is to collect business, process documents and reports.
The boss was a middle-aged, bald, fat man with a big belly. The glass in his office was one-way. One time, Rhodes accidentally discovered that the boss was blatantly looking at the female staff's flesh in the one-way glass.
"So true."
Just before noon, the boss threw a document over and said that if he couldn't complete it, his performance would be deducted. Yin Lin took a cursory glance and quickly realized that this was the boss's deliberate attempt to make things difficult. The document was more than thirty pages long. This was not a normal human being.
A job that can be completed in an afternoon.
But Yin Lin is not a human being. It took him an hour to complete it. He looked at his boss as if he had a bad cold and lost his sense of smell and accidentally ate a piece of shit as chocolate in public. However, he wanted to vomit but did not dare to vomit out because of fear of social death.
, Yin Lin waved her hands, said goodbye, and walked out of the office. By the way, she pointed at the fine-grid fishnet stockings that another young female employee had newly bought and was lifting up a little of the skirt to show off excitedly to her best friend next door. She asked with a smile: "They look good."
Bar?"
The boss held the document in his hand and nodded numbly: "Okay...it looks good."
"If it looks good, look at it more. If you can't, you won't be able to see it one day."
boom!
The boss reacted and angrily threw the document submitted by "employee Rod" to the ground.
This shit, ah no, this breath is considered spitting out.
…
"So true."
After several hours of activity, Yin Lin had only one realization.
This world is too real.
There is no way to tell that this is a virtual world.
On the subway home after leaving get off work early, Yin Lin tried to find the irregularities that would make him aware of the abnormality.
Just swipe your finger and nothing happens.
He shouted "Log out" and others gave him strange looks.
I pinched my thigh and it turned purple.
Jumped into the river and almost drowned.
Lying on the track, he was forcibly dragged off the track by the swarming riot police.
"husband……"
When Rod's wife "Jingxiang" came to the police station crying to identify her, apologized to the police officers, and took the wet and dirty Rod away from the police station, no one noticed that she seemed to be in a state of desolation.
Rhodes's expression was as calm as a human emperor who was indifferent to the common people.
"That's it, that's it, that's it."
On the way home, Rhodes lowered his head and muttered, looking like he was mentally disturbed.
Jingxiang hugged her husband tenderly, with tears streaming down her face: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have quarreled with you."
Yin Lin smiled and looked at his strange yet familiar wife: "I seem to have had a dream."
Shizuka shook her head vigorously: "As long as it's okay, it'll be okay."
Yin Lin asked: "Do you know why we have never had children?"
Shizuka was stunned: "Didn't the doctor say that my health is not good and it's not easy to get pregnant? And you also... the number of times is too few."
As she spoke, Shizuka lowered her head, her sad atmosphere somewhat diluted by this topic.
Rhodes shook his head: "No, that's because our children haven't been 'assigned' yet."
Shizuka was so frightened that she quickly touched her husband's forehead, clutched the phone tightly, and hesitated whether to call the emergency number.
But the husband became normal the next second and said softly: "What if, I mean if, the world we live in is a dream that you can never wake up from?"
The logic was clear and well-founded. Shizuka laughed through her tears, rubbed her eyes, and thought that it was just water in her brain. There was no big problem. There was no need to call for emergency help, so she casually said: "What else can I do? Just wake up."
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"OK."
Yin Lin smiled, suddenly stretched out two fingers and poked Jingxiang's forehead.
In an instant, Shizuka's eyes became hollow and silent, and she fell straight towards the soft carpet.
"Go to sleep..."
"Go to sleep..."
"Go to sleep."
"Have a wonderful night."
…
Tsk.
Sister Alice, who was off work, ran all the way. Sparks and lightning flew into her brother's house, and she hurriedly opened the door.
She checked the information and suddenly found some ways to increase the "feeling of intimacy" in the long information.
The moment I opened the door, my brother was sitting obediently on the charging pile.
Huh?
Why is my brother fucked all day long?
Is the battery module aging?
Or is it really that comfortable to "charge" the old model?
Alice quickly analyzed her brother's body data, thinking about how to replace her brother with higher-end parts, and then agreed with her brother's new identity.
hiss……
Helping your brother replace parts with your own hands is a very intimate thing!
Sizzling...
Alice walked closer and closer, her cheeks felt hot, and the high temperature alarm sounded.
"You're here, haven't you just taken care of it? By the way, why is your face so red? It almost melted the armor plate."
Yin Lin picked the right time and logged out of "Phantom Light".
The clone returned to the original body, the soul returned to the container, and Yin Lin opened his eyes.
As soon as he saw Sister Alice, he noticed that the heating element on her face was not working properly. Yin Lin quickly asked Alice if something was wrong.
laugh…
The cold cutting module starts operation.
The sound of cold water flowing sounded.
Alice calmed down.
Only then did she say that she came here as soon as possible after get off work.
"What?"
Yin Lin was stunned for a while, wondering whether to laugh or cry in his heart: "You mean to allow me to log in to 'Huanhuang' in an official capacity? You should have said so earlier!"
If you had told me earlier, I wouldn’t have to go in openly!
"Say...early?"
Alice keenly noticed the strangeness in Yin Lin's words.
"Ahem, I mean if you had told me earlier, my brother and I wouldn't be so free."
"Brother, there is an abnormality in the way you express yourself. It seems to be a malfunction." Alice tilted her head.
She always felt that her younger brother was now the most popular speaker.
"Is there any?" Yin Lin pretended to be stupid and knocked on his forehead: "Maybe the model is too old. I will update the system another day."
"Okay, I'll go to work tomorrow."
Alice left these words and left in a hurry, as if she had no intention of spending the night here.
Before leaving.
Alice seemed to remember something.
He turned around and said, "I'll go and apply for the next-generation "Tenth Generation Biomass Conversion Power Furnace" for you."
She seemed to think that it was not good for her brother to keep having sex like this.