If there is anyone in this world who lives in a nutshell and still thinks he is the king of the universe, that person should not be Shangwei, but Shen Jiang.
The cockpit of the giant machine is a huge fruit shell, which is filled with light blue viscous liquid. The girl in the shell curls up, closes her eyes, and has complex cables and pipes connected to her back. When she is alone in that immersion In a world of her own, there will be no other person in the world who has the ability to spy on her thoughts. The monitoring system of the Office of Planning and Work may be able to see the driver's complex brain electrical activity, but it is impossible to analyze it - except for that silence A crimson giant standing in the workshop.
The spiritual world of the giant machine pilots is a secret to outsiders. They are the top geniuses in human society, with talents far beyond ordinary people. They are also the first people to connect their brains with computers. Phytolacca said they are a group of Cyberpunk humans, this statement makes sense. The technology in the early 21st century is far from the point where humans and machines can be organically integrated. BCI is a bit rough, blunt, and crazy technology. Punk meaning.
From a technical point of view, the BCI system is essentially inserting wires into the brain - this idea is so crude that it is shocking. Human beings cannot find the real entrance to the brain, so they choose to break in violently.
Shen Jiang opened his eyes.
The zero-gravity buffer balance is completed and the liquid level gradually decreases.
In order to ensure that the pilot can be in a state of near weightlessness when in the cabin, the IRGF needs to be trimmed regularly.
"Shen Jiang, are you okay?" The voice of Director 1047 of the Planning and Work Office came from the earphones.
"Don't make any noise, I'm talking to her." Shen Jiang said.
"She?" 1047 was stunned, "Who is she?"
Shen Jiang raised his head and said, "That's her."
She was referring to Guren.
1047 is confused. Honglian is a machine, a computer, a cold dead thing. How can humans talk to a repeater? If Guren had the ability to pass the Turing test, what else would the driver do?
"You don't understand." Shen Jiang shook her head. The level of IRGF had dropped below her waist. She casually tapped on the inner wall of the cockpit and called up the control panel to see the parameters.
"Okay." 1047's tone was a little dull, "The work is over, do you want to go have lunch together later?"
"OK."
The cockpit door opened, Shen Jiang disconnected the cables and pipes from his body, took off his helmet, climbed out, and stood wetly on the bridge and took a deep breath.
The slightly viscous buffer dripped onto the metal floor. Shen Jiang felt like a water ghost every time she left the cabin. The outer layer of her anti-load suit was made of strong, tensile and impermeable PE fiber material, which felt rough to the touch. There is an exoskeleton on the back and the joints of the limbs, and there is a water-cooling grid inside. A set of equipment usually weighs dozens of kilograms.
The black forehead wet with sweat was stuck to the skin. The girl stood there with her eyes closed for a long time, slightly raising her white neck. Looking at her shoulders and neck, you can tell that she is a slender girl, but her body is wrapped in clumsy and heavy clothes. Inside the exoskeleton, Shen Jiang turned his head slightly, not knowing what he was listening to. Transparent beads of sweat slid down his jawline.
She lowered her head and looked around. A bulging black backpack was placed beside the railing of the covered bridge.
Shen Jiang squatted down and unzipped his backpack, took out a palm-length white plastic box, opened the lid and peeled off the foam. Inside was a sealed blunt-tip syringe.
She flicked the syringe with her finger, looked at the light to confirm that it was a colorless and transparent liquid, then quickly found the right position on the back of her head and inserted it with a slight force.
When the liquid was injected, the girl's body trembled slightly, and her back and neck became stiff.
After a few seconds, she exhaled, pulled out the syringe, stuffed it back into her bag, then picked up her backpack and left the boarding bridge, walking around from Guren's back to the front.
She was suddenly startled.
There was a young man sitting on the work platform in front of Honglian, with his back leaning on the railing, holding a wrench in his hand, and knocking on the floor.
The bright white helmet is really eye-catching.
"Supervisor?"
"What a coincidence, leader." Shanglu turned his head and greeted her, "I'm here to see my granddaughter."
"red lotus?"
Shanglu nodded: "My granddaughter."
Shen Jiang chuckled, "You really know how to take advantage. If your kid is Honglian's grandfather, then who am I?"
"You can be a grandma, I have no objection." Shanglu said, "You can be a great-grandmother, after all, you are the leader."
"I never thought you were such a talker before?" Shen Jiang tilted his head.
"Probably because I have figured out something, the originally dead cerebral blood clots have been re-opened, and the smart IQ has once again occupied the high ground. The old trees are blooming with new flowers, and the dead trees are springing again." Phytoglu knocked on the railing with a wrench, leaning on his shoulder. There, he glanced at the crimson shell of the giant machine from a few meters away and said, "It's so pitiful that my granddaughter has dismantled it to pieces."
"This is what it looks like when the whole machine is not being trained together." Shen Jiang said.
The Honglian hanging in the workshop at this time is only half a body, with no waist, legs or arms, only a head and chest and abdomen. Shen Jiang said that in most cases Honglian looks like this - sometimes even the head is missing. Yes, the computing core needs to be moved to a special ultra-clean workshop during maintenance. An instrument as precise as the gravitational gyroscope cannot be calibrated in the noisy 110 workshop. As for the power core, it is a miniature nuclear reactor, and all maintenance work must comply with the regulations of nuclear facilities. Normally, the first thing to do after a giant machine mission is to dismantle the power core and move the reactor out.
Shang Lu moved his gaze from Hong Lian to Shen Jiang's face and stared at it for a long time. He saw the latter touching his face unnaturally and asked, "What are you looking at? There are flowers on my face?"
"How long have you had these symptoms now?" Phytolacca asked.
Shen Jiang didn't understand what he was talking about for a moment.
"I'm talking about the inability to recognize faces." Shanglue explained, "Leader, you may be the most face-blind person in the world."
The girl's expression suddenly became tense, "What the hell are you talking about?"
"Don't pretend, you can't hide it from me." Phytolacca continued, minding his own business, "The BCI system is deeply eroding your brain, destroying the fusiform gyrus and posterior occipital lobe of your brain's temporal lobe, making you vulnerable to other people's The facial features have completely lost the ability to distinguish, but I guess... you not only don't care about this, but are actively trying to cater to BCI's invasion of your spiritual world. You are addicted to this feeling and will be unable to extricate yourself. Leader, please tell me when When you use the BCI system to connect to Honglian, do you think of yourself as Shen Jiang or Honglian?"
Shen Jiang's face suddenly turned pale.
Shanglun sighed: "The pilots of giant weapons are all mentally ill."
"How do you know?" Shen Jiang asked.
"Didn't I say it before?" Phytolacca shrugged, "BCI system is my old profession."
"There are so many people in 151 who are from BCI, and no one can have such a keen sense as you." Shen Jiang was a little curious, "Unless you have been immersed in this technology for twenty years and know all its aspects, then You have to study it from the womb.”
"What a pity. Before I came to 151, I had been engaged in the research of non-invasive BCI systems. The BCI used by Honglian has basically never been touched." Shanglu said, "I just followed the maintenance manual and improvised the technology. It took almost three days to go through the documents.”
The girl blinked blankly.
"Three days?"
"Two and a half days to be exact."
"You are partly right, but not completely." Shen Jiang's tone gradually became serious, "There is currently no problem with my self-perception."
"It's amazing that I can guess part of it right. If I can completely guess the thought world of a mentally ill patient, then wouldn't I also be a mentally ill person?" Shanglu said, "The impact of the invasive BCI system on the brain is unfathomable. It’s elusive. The operators call this the giant machine mental interference syndrome. Before I came to 151, I never thought that the impact of this thing could be so great.”
"There are bigger ones." Shen Jiang smiled helplessly.
"If this trend continues, you will have schizophrenia sooner or later." Shanglu frowned and finished the second half of the sentence in his heart: or even death.
Shen Jiang looked at Honglian, "You have to have confidence in her."
"it is just……"
"She is your granddaughter." Shen Jiang turned to look at Phytolacca with a beautiful smile.
Shanglun's heart twitched, and he felt that he had been sitting here all morning just for this smile.
The girl came over, knelt down in front of Phytolacca, and stared into his eyes. This time, the person touching her face unnaturally was Phytolacca. She avoided the other person's bright eyes and asked, "What are you looking at? My face Are there flowers on it?”
"You are a genius." Shen Jiang said seriously.
"Thank you for the compliment, leader." Phytolacca said, "But I know this."
"Have you eaten?" Shen Jiang asked.
Shanglu was stunned for a moment and shook his head.
"Let's go to dinner together? Swipe my card. You are such a genius. I should open a small stove for you." Shen Jiang threw his backpack into Shanglu's arms at the same time. "In return, supervisor, you will help me carry my bag."
Why did the topic suddenly turn to eating?
Before Shang Lu could recover, Shen Jiang had already stood up and walked away.
He had no choice but to catch up with his bag.
"Supervisor, go this way. Go to my place first. I want to change clothes."
"Okay, leader."
"Why are you holding the wrench all the time?"
"As a maintenance worker, it makes sense to carry a wrench with you, right?"
