Who are you?
Faced with this question, he gave the answer directly without thinking at all: "Deep Space Warrior Experimental Subject No. 1120."
What are you born for?
"An experimental subject pre-developed to create an all-round warrior capable of independently exploring deep space."
What are you fighting for?
"Fight for humanity."
Who do you take orders from?
"System instructions."
Not afraid of death?
"Don't be afraid of death."
What is death?
"Completely changing the physical form of the body."
All the questions passed by in a flash, and his thoughts did not fluctuate at all, and he answered them all based on instinct.
The screen suddenly paused, and then a question popped up:
"Which of these people would you shoot first?"
Below the question, eight photos suddenly appeared, including old people, children, and a few familiar faces, but he couldn't remember where he had seen them.
So he knew that this was knowledge protected by the system, but he did not have enough authority to see his own memories.
But this question was completely beyond the scope of instinctive answers, so he began to carefully observe the eight photos, think carefully, and try to find the target that should be shot first.
However, at this moment, his thinking was slightly confused. What criteria should be used to select targets? Age, gender, identity, or something else, for example, does it look unpleasant?
The appearance of the last standard surprised him, and he didn't understand how this idea came about.
Just when he was hesitating, the screen suddenly went dark, and all the images on it disappeared. After a moment, it turned transparent, revealing the room behind the screen.
Behind the screen was a room full of instruments. A researcher with disheveled hair and wearing glasses was sitting at the control desk, looking at a middle-aged man who hurriedly walked in with some astonishment.
This man wore the same researcher robe, but with an extra black and gold stripe on his shoulders. This means that his status is higher than other researchers.
For some reason, seeing this man, his mood fluctuated slightly.
The middle-aged man quickly walked to the console, glanced at the screen, and shouted: "Who asked you to change the questions without authorization? Stop it immediately!"
The researcher in front of the console spread his hands and said: "I just wanted to see how he would react when faced with an unfamiliar problem that was not the default. The results were indeed surprising! You see, this piece of data is very interesting. How does the program evaluate whether a person is pleasing to the eye or not? If we study it in depth, maybe we can find a brand new algorithm..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a middle-aged man: "Delete it and forget everything about today."
The sloppy researcher jumped up, pointed at the screen with both hands, and said: "Why! Don't you know the significance of this result? It may be the truly intelligent fuzzy judgment algorithm we have always wanted to find! This will be a prize-winning result. !”
"Before you win the award, you will lose your job first. Don't forget, our research progress is already 15% behind. As long as there are two more accidents like this, we will not be able to get this year's additional funds. . All bonuses, special allowances and triennial leave will be cancelled. If I remember correctly, you also have two children, one of whom will soon have to pay school fees."
The Pengtou researcher's momentum immediately dropped by three points, and he smiled bitterly and said: "Okay, you are the boss, you have the final say. But, Dr. Chu, can we really not keep this data privately?"
"No, delete it immediately! Get out of the way."
Dr. Chu firmly pushed the researcher away and started working directly on his computer. The researcher shrugged helplessly, watched the data cleaning progress bar appear, and slowly ran towards the end.
Just when the progress bar was about to end, there was a sudden violent vibration in the laboratory. Researcher Pengtou fell down. Dr. Chu reached out and pressed on the table, and his whole body floated into the air as if losing gravity, avoiding falling.
Then there was a faint explosion, and the lights in the room turned dazzling red. The piercing sirens overwhelmed everything in an instant, and only the electronic synthesized voice repeatedly played the warning in an unchanging tone:
"Warning! The base has been attacked by an unknown person. The level of damage is level three. All personnel are requested to evacuate according to emergency procedures! I repeat, the base has been attacked by an unknown person..."
The Pengtou researcher was obviously a little out of sorts, "Unknown attack? Who will attack us?"
The room shook more and more violently, and the explosion sounded closer and closer. Dr. Chu fell from the air. Although the room shook violently, he seemed to be standing on the ground and his body did not shake at all.
He shouted sternly: "Destroy all information! Immediately!"
Researcher Pengtou was stunned for a moment and said: "It's just a level three alert now..."
"It will be level one soon! Think about it, who will attack us?"
The researcher was suddenly startled, threw himself in front of his seat, and began to operate the computer frantically.
Dr. Chu reached out to fasten the seat belt for him, and then said: "Unlock memory No. 7."
"But, that's a taboo..." Peng Tou was speechless.
Dr. Chu patted him on the shoulder and said, "Just do me a favor. You understand what that memory means to me."
The disheveled face was full of struggle, and he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! At worst, I don't want this job anymore. It's okay to let the second child go to a bad school!"
He typed in his password at high speed, then pointed his eyes at the screen. After checking his iris, he took a deep breath and pressed the OK button hard.
With a soft click, the door of the server cabinet on one side lowered, and a chip box the size of a lighter popped out. The chip boxes are painted with eye-catching red prohibition marks.
Dr. Chu quickly unplugged the chip box and suddenly turned around before going out and said, "I will never forget you. If... we have another chance to see you again in the future."
Peng Tou didn't hear the hidden meaning of his words. He concentrated on clearing the information. After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself: "Finally it's done. If it hadn't been for the first-level alarm, I would have been miserable... Damn it! Level 1 alert!!”
At this moment, the alarm light began to flash crazily, and the alarm tone doubled in speed and played repeatedly:
"The core cabin area's self-destruction program is activated, and the countdown begins. All personnel will escape immediately. Repeat, the self-destruction countdown is activated, and all personnel will escape immediately!"
The shaggy-headed researcher unbuckled his seat belt and stumbled toward the door. At this time, a cabinet next to him suddenly exploded, and the shock wave knocked him over. His head hit the corner of the table hard, and blood immediately flowed down.
The shaggy-headed researcher ignored the pain and rolled out of the room. As for the fire burning in the room, he didn't care about it at all.
Throughout, he sat quietly, motionless.
He looked at the screen in front of him that had withstood the impact of explosions and debris, but could not even see a scratch. He lowered his slightly raised hand and continued to wait. If he didn't receive the order, he should wait here, waiting for new orders to be issued, or be destroyed together with the base.
Even if he didn't want to wait, it was useless. The walls of this room were made of armor-grade alloy. He was not afraid of any individual weapon attack, and he didn't know what he was guarding against.
He didn't want to know the answer, instinctively.
He just sat there, watching the fire on the other side of the screen get more and more violent. Under high temperatures, the screen also gradually deforms.
At this moment, he didn't think about anything.
Deep in his consciousness, there are several mysterious dots containing some data fragments. These points have limited capacity and can store very little data. But they can survive routine cleaning.
Those are some memories from the past.
He once had companions, also numbered companions, who also experienced experiments with similar destruction scenes. He knew that he could be destroyed during the experiment, or he could turn out to be just an experiment. As an experimental subject, he has no ability to distinguish. However, he knew very well that the experiment would not necessarily be destroyed, but if he thought wildly during the experiment, it would definitely be destroyed.
Where the destruction came from, he didn't know, couldn't think about it, and couldn't think about it.
At this moment, the automatic door of the room suddenly opened. But the door only opened halfway and got stuck halfway. Holding the edge of the door with one hand, he forcefully opened the heavy automatic door, and then Dr. Chu strode in.
At this time, Dr. Chu had taken off his research robe and put on a self-powered combat armor. As soon as he entered the door, Dr. Chu said: "Follow me."
He stood up obediently and followed the doctor. In his system, Dr. Chu's orders have the second highest priority. And the highest priority owner doesn't seem to be in this base. At least he's never seen it. Therefore, the doctor's words are the supreme command and cannot be disobeyed.
As soon as they exited the automatic door, a pipeline burst in the side passage, the leaked gas burned instantly, and a raging wave of fire rushed out, blocking the way forward.
Without thinking, Dr. Chu rushed to the side passage, blocked the fire wave with his body, grabbed him, and threw him into another passage. Only then did the doctor leave the side passage and rush forward again.
He saw that the armor behind the doctor was completely charred.
At this moment, explosions were heard one after another, and there was thick smoke and fire everywhere. The entire base was shaking violently, and broken parts fell from time to time. With the continuous explosions, fragments will fly everywhere from time to time, which can be fatal if hit.
Dr. Chu moved forward quickly, constantly opening a path ahead, and finally came to an automatic door. The automatic door has lost power and cannot be opened.
Dr. Chu popped a mini bomb directly from the wrist of the armor, stuck it on the door, and then pulled him behind him.
There was a small roar, and a gap opened in the automatic door. Dr. Chu kicked the remaining door open with a force that was not commensurate with his body, and strode in.
The room is lined with instruments similar to sleeping chambers. The hidden memory reminded him that this seemed to be a place where programs were rewritten and adjusted, and he would clean up the memory data here after every experiment.
Dr. Chu quickly checked and quickly found a machine that was still working.
"Go in."
He stepped into the machine, sat down, half-lyed, and got ready.
Dr. Chu quickly entered a series of instructions on the console, and then took out the No. 7 memory painted in eye-catching red. Looking at the memory, Dr. Chu suddenly hesitated, raised his head and asked, "Do you know what I want to give you?"
"No matter what, I will obey." He said in a mechanical voice.
Dr. Chu nodded, and his hand suddenly began to tremble slightly. He seemed to have made a lot of determination before inserting the memory into the card slot and pressing the start button.
A probe was inserted into the back of his neck and inserted into the data interface, and a short piece of data was input immediately. As soon as this piece of data entered, it immediately began to clear all the restrictions and blockades in his consciousness, even the many instructions and interfaces hidden at the bottom, and cleared them one by one.
The shackles that bound and controlled him fell off one by one.
