"Liang Lu, Liang Lu..."
Ronan muttered this name and became the eliminated person in a daze. When he came out of the test field, he felt like a zombie.
At this time, each soldier's standard auxiliary brain automatically took on the new task, controlled the combat suit, and linked to the ubiquitous magnetic tracks inside the base, allowing Ronan to move toward the target area without touching the ground.
Explosions roared at any time, attacking back and forth. Some waves were extremely heavy, and there were even earthquake-like impacts that shook the entire passage, causing Ronan and the soldiers hurriedly coming and going around him to stagger.
Fortunately, the magnetic track function remained basically stable and no one was injured.
However, in the view of Ronan's left eye, in the base map provided by the new mission, the surrounding routes were constantly painted in red to represent malfunctions, and some were directly erased, so that the planned routes had been adjusted. once.
Such changes reminded Ronan from the side that the "game scene" he was in was indeed a dangerous zone.
At the same time, the scene in front of him seems to have gone beyond the scope of normal dreams, fantasy and simple data splicing. There is an inner logic that seems to be real... Ronan has not yet figured it out clearly.
Questions have been lingering in Ronan's mind, and as he walked deep into this strict and war-torn base, the corresponding confusion continued to grow.
Of course, there were also some minor doubts, which were easily solved:
This should be the "relay station".
After starting a new mission, the accompanying schematic diagram of the base confirmed Ronan's thoughts. The "relay station" mentioned by the serious-faced "Master Chief" is most likely the same one as what Ronan was referring to:
That was the "examination location" where Ronan needed to repair and upgrade the defense barrier in the "offline test" - Ronan was in the "examination room" and wished he could swallow and digest the structural diagram of this base. The memory is profound, so it can be recognized quickly.
But the question remains: is this a "borrowing" of existing data, or...
Ronan really wanted to bring up the virtual brain system again, directed to the section "Laminated Interference Technology", found the author column, and compared it with the target person marked on the new task to see whether this "Liang Lu" and the other "Liang Lu" "Whether it's the same person.
Yes, there are many people with the same name in the world. Just talking about Ronan, there may be thousands of people with the same name as him on the earth. If the scope is extended to the wider civilized world, it is not surprising.
What Ronan is really concerned about is the operating logic of the "Inner Universe" simulator, as well as the nature and depth of the data it utilizes...
The time for random thoughts has passed, and Ronan's game character has followed its established rules, ended its short-distance movement, and arrived at the location marked by the new mission. Here is a name that dampens the ambitions of young people:
Second logistics support area.
At least that's the result of Ronan's Chaos translation.
But in fact, the scene that Ronan saw with his own eyes was so busy and noisy that it made people's brains boil and roar.
After checking his identity and passing through the cross-district passage, a buzzing sound like a swarm of bees pressed into his ears.
Ronan indeed saw a swarm of bees. Countless floating individuals, including soldiers like him, as well as mechanical creations of various shapes, shuttled and flown in a huge and clearly divided complex space, as if they were in a hive. Worker bees busy inside and outside.
This space itself is undoubtedly a hive.
In the central area, there is indeed a hemispherical honeycomb-like building made up of countless hexagonal blocks.
It is only the visible part of the material plane. Inside and below it, there is a complex network of pipes leading to various areas of the "relay station", including the core. At the same time, it is also a complex creation that is intertwined with local time and space and spatial faults.
There is amazing energy at every moment, transmitted and exchanged in various forms.
Likewise, it requires an equally staggering amount of people and machinery to maintain and adjust.
Ronan already knew the former when he took the exam; while the latter part was a concept he had just formed.
It was also at this time that Ronan's consciousness inevitably pulled away from the game mode and exam scene ideas and integrated it into this more personal experience. He is convinced:
Even though this is a virtual scene, it is clearly filled with flesh and blood.
Ronan kept raising his head, lowering his head, and turning his head, looking dizzy. He also knew that there were at least three other honeycomb nodes like this inside the "relay station", including a backup energy unit. During offline testing, Ronan’s barrier design started from here.
Well, speaking of the current structure...
Ronan's mind was racing, and the battle suit that had been set up carried him along. He followed the preset route and quickly reached the target area, releasing the maglev navigation link.
This is an office area built on the periphery of the hive node.
It is said to be an office, but in fact there are all kinds of complex equipment placed inside and outside, and some of them are still processing or printing objects. Correspondingly, there are a variety of virtual scenes, with seven-colored lights intertwined together, coupled with the flashing of human figures, it is so dazzling that it makes people jump.
Inside, there were shouts and shouts that were hard to hear outside. Rather than an exchange of orders, it felt more like a venting of emotions.
Ronan knew from this that the people running inside were deep in battlefield mode and extremely nervous. Probably out of this empathy, Ronan and his game characters subconsciously took a breath before continuing to walk inside.
No one paid attention to this little pawn with access rights. Ronan walked all the way to the middle of the area and found a very recognizable voice from the roaring noise:
"Node 77 in the Huizi District. If the core component fails, do you still need to test the air conditioner? Change it!"
"Ground wave orbit, are all the fourth group dead there? Maneuver to the bottom, don't mention the robots to me, I will use you to fill the ditch."
"At 22 o'clock, the information package has passed, unfold it accordingly, and you can't make any mistakes."
Following the sound, Ronan soon discovered a person who was making arrangements in the center. This is a three-meter-tall giant with grayish skin. He is not outstanding here, but his voice is particularly loud and eye-catching.
Could this be Liang Lu?
Ronan admired this man.
He could tell that what this person was continuously planning was only a very small part of the tasks at hand, and more of them had already been processed through his fingers or even his thoughts.
If that's all, artificial intelligence can do it, even more efficiently. But from the current point of view, this person not only assigns tasks, but more importantly, provides technical guidance to front-line maintenance personnel. In the emotional noise, even though there are some redundant words, every sentence is crisp and clear, making people feel that if you follow his words, you will definitely be right.
Judging from the feedback, this is indeed the case.
In this way, to what extent must the brain's parallel processing be, and to what extent must the technology be specialized to have this ability?
Ronan noticed him, and he also noticed him, staring at him with bloodshot eyes: "Are you waiting here to take a photo of yourself?"
Ronan's game character stood at attention: "I am..."
"Liang Lu, these are your soldiers, take them away!"
"Well?"
Ronan flashed, and a tall and thin man appeared next to him - for Ronan. He was about 190 centimeters tall, and he was wearing some kind of goggle-style observation equipment. Only half of his face was exposed. His skin was quite white, but his lips were pursed, giving him a very strong and serious look.
"Yes, principal. Newcomer, follow, follow."
Unfortunately, when I stuttered, the remaining half of the white dough suddenly turned red.
Ronan: "..."
