"I have to say, that armor is so handsome."
Looking at Booker's back as he ran out, Jiang Zhou couldn't help but sigh.
It wasn't until the other party disappeared from sight that he turned back to look at Winston:
"And after wearing the mask, there is actually reverberation when speaking!"
The shape is very similar to the Kamen Rider I saw when I was a child.
"Well, Booker bought the voice pack specially before. He spent a long time picking it out."
Winston, who was typing on the keyboard rapidly, answered without looking up.
It turns out that the reverberated sound is a voice packet?
Jiang Zhou was stunned for a moment, but then sighed. Sure enough, no matter what era, human beings' pursuit of fashion value will never stop.
On the other side, as the last few instructions were entered, Winston, who had completed the debugging, looked across the screen towards Jiang Zhou. He raised his chin and pointed at the metal platform placed under the multi-purpose printer.
"Lie down on it and connect the data cable. We have to hurry up."
While he was talking, several spider-shaped machines scurried under the multi-purpose printer, placed the square pieces there, and then left quickly as if they were escaping.
Those are the "materials" needed for printing.
Recalling what he saw on "Upgrade Path Icarus", Jiang Zhou remembered that among the required materials, some were elemental elements, some were special alloys, and some were organic matter with specific molecular structures... and all of them were there. Mark, if you really can’t find something, you can only provide the elements on the periodic table.
Yes, a multi-purpose printer can be synthesized from simple substances as raw materials, but this will greatly extend the time required for printing. Moreover, the energy required for printing will also increase exponentially.
Fortunately, the materials required for these transformation permissions are in the reserves of "Chiron House", and according to Winston's estimation, the transformation time will probably only take less than ten minutes...
"It takes ten minutes, is that enough?"
Jiang Zhou, who was lying under the multi-purpose printer, asked worriedly while holding the data cable plug.
Winston did not answer his question, but silently opened the drawer, took out a pistol and pointed it at Liao Qi's head.
"Brother Liao, I'm sorry to do this, but this is the minimum precautionary measure."
He said it in a very serious tone, uncharacteristically.
Jiang Zhou was startled by his sudden movement, and the hand that was originally planning to insert the data cable into the brain-computer interface froze in place.
"What precautions?"
Jiang Zhou asked.
"Because it's an emergency, I don't have time to test your mental index according to the procedure, but based on your past performance... I'm sorry, I still don't understand why Team Leader Booker allowed you to install so many modifications at once. Permissions.”
Jiang Zhou understood what he meant.
"Are you worried that I will suffer from high-risk cyberpsychosis after the adjustment?"
In medicine, mental illnesses caused by installing prosthetics and implants, using memory to learn, long-term browsing of the World Wide Web and addiction to virtual reality, and the influence of the abyssal dark web are collectively referred to as cyberpsychosis. There are many types, and those with the prefix "high risk" mean that when the patient becomes ill, it will not only affect his own health, but also cause serious life threats to the people around him.
Winston nodded and said with a regretful expression:
"Based on past data, the probability is not small."
Jiang Zhou is not too worried about this. Just like he can absorb multiple tactical memories in a short period of time, relying on the special characteristics of the "Janus System", he almost has two brains. The resulting mental index pollution resistance should be far beyond that of ordinary people.
In addition, this set of transformation permissions is a carefully planned upgrade path. After all, the possibility that I will become a madman is not very high...
Bar?
After all, Jiang Zhou had no experience and didn't know how much impact the adjustment and transformation would have on his mind. Although he had always been inexplicably confident before, seeing Winston look like he was facing a formidable enemy, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy deep in his heart.
but……
"It doesn't matter. If I go crazy after the adjustment, you're welcome and just shoot."
Jiang Zhou looked at the muzzle of the gun pointed at his head, with an open-minded smile on his face.
Who cares, anyway, adjusting people and transforming them is something they will have to face sooner or later.
A little further, my body in Tartarus still needs to install a depth 3 "Pegasus" to heal my brain, otherwise I will only have one month to live.
What's more, Chiron's House is being attacked by an unknown number of armed men. In order to protect the children here and himself, becoming an adjuster is a choice he must make.
This is the way the world is. If you want to achieve something, you can't do it without taking risks.
I am lucky enough now.
"Also, if you really have to shoot, remember to shoot a few more times in the head, maybe you won't be killed with one shot."
After plugging the data cable into the interface, Jiang Zhou added as if he suddenly recalled something.
Winston looked at him deeply when he heard this, and then gave him an encouraging smile:
"I must say, I have always liked your character.
"good luck."
After speaking, he pressed the start button.
Even with the focus of the beam energy device, the beam of the fusion igniter lit up the entire room instantly. The four focused high-energy pulses were directly irradiated on the surface of the pitch-black perfect cube.
There was no ripple on the surface of the cube, and even the temperature of the entire basement did not rise much. The temperature rise all came from the heat dissipation system of the ignition device itself.
It was as if the huge energy was instantly annihilated and disappeared after reaching the surface of the cube.
Then the cube began to change.
First, there was a violent tremor, and then the surface of the cube outlined a standard bisection grid. As they continued to divide and divide evenly, they divided the entire cube like a Rubik's Cube.
Along with the tremors, those grids equally divided the perfect cube into equal-proportioned perfect cubes, 8, 64, 512, 4096...
Fine arcs jumped between each small cube, maintaining the shape of the entire large cube and constantly contracting and relaxing like a heartbeat.
At this moment, Jiang Zhou, who was lying under the cube, always felt as if he was undergoing some weird sacrificial ceremony - there was a changing cube statue floating above him, and various metals were placed around him. , minerals, and organisms as ritual media.
As for myself, of course it is a ritual sacrifice...
Jiang Zhou thought.
Putting this weird thought behind him, Jiang Zhou, who had already given the permission to use it to himself, issued an order to the mysterious black cube above his head:
"Second Chance" spare heart, carbon nanomuscle fibers, bioelectric energy conversion system...
Permanently bind the above nine transformation permissions of depth 1 to Liao Qi's mandala and start the transformation!
As the order was issued, countless small black cubes suddenly spread out. Then, with dazzling speed and extremely rhythmic rules, they combined into one, no, one mouthful in mid-air...
A mouthful of black appearance and perfect shape...
coffin?
Before Jiang Zhou could complain about the appearance of the thing, he and the surrounding materials were instantly pulled by the arc jumping out of the black coffin and sucked in.
Silently, the coffin lid was closed, and Jiang Zhou fell into a darkness darker than darkness, and a silence more silent than silence.
In the darkness and silence, Jiang Zhou felt that every inch of his body's skin seemed to be covered by a layer of flowing warm mucus.
And they seem to be alive, invading into the inside of one's body through every orifice in one's body.
Heart, arm and leg muscles, stomach, medulla oblongata, eyes, leg ligaments, kidneys, liver, spine.
The warm mucus-like thing spread towards these places.
And of course, there's the brain.
Is this adjustment and transformation? It’s so damn uncomfortable…
