Theoretically, he can also modify the original code in his mind, but modifying the original code itself requires the use of empty computing power through loopholes. However, the entrance to the calling vulnerability is blocked by if(0), so it cannot escape.
Through the method of origin learning, it turns out that it is so easy to seal other people's abilities?
This move is useless in actual combat. Because you want to write code into other people's consciousness, this means taking out a pair of handcuffs and asking you to put them on. Others are destined to resist and make you unsuccessful in wearing it.
Meng Fei did not resist at that time because the sword was placed on his neck, and there was no point in resisting.
For a person with superpowers, the rope didn't mean much, so Luo An used his scimitar to break the rope with the motion of picking his tendons and hamstrings.
Meng Fei, who was numb all over, rolled off his horse, stood up, looked at the vast wasteland with fresh air, and started doing radio gymnastics.
"Why do you want to blame me for negative entropy?"
Meng Fei asked worriedly while doing squat exercises to recover his numb lower limbs.
"Originally, Taotie Man could take the blame for this matter. But you insist on dragging Xuannv into it, which threatens the whole plan. Then I have to let you take the blame."
Luo An held the horse and glanced uneasily in the direction where the enemy disappeared. But he became more and more certain that the other party was indeed gone.
"Since it is Xuannv's plan to use these negative entropies, why are they so sneaky?"
"This is a matter between gods and cannot be understood by mortals."
Luo An replied indifferently while looking for a place to stay in the desert.
He saw a slightly bulging red earth bag and led his horse towards it.
Meng Fei had no choice but to follow him, while complaining: "Because mortals can't understand, so someone needs to take the blame?"
"At least give them an explanation."
Luo An changed his tone and said again:
"But I really didn't expect that you would be He Ma's reincarnation. I didn't expect that you would be the one they chose to break the situation."
"Gamebreaker?"
Meng Fei was very curious about this statement.
"History is an unchangeable bureau. Unless they bury nails in it beforehand. If they bury nails, it's not history.
"You are the nail. History is like a balloon to you. All you have to do is prick it and boom..."
He made an explosive gesture.
"Didn't you teach me that no matter how many times a person is reincarnated, there are some characteristics in the brain that remain unchanged?
"How could you not see that I am the reincarnation of He Ma?"
Meng Fei thought of another question. This knowledge point was explained to Luo An when he first taught him a lesson.
Certain characteristics in human brain waves seem to be related to people's way of thinking, and this way of thinking comes from a deeper characteristic, perhaps the so-called alaya consciousness? No matter how many times you are reincarnated, these things will never change.
"Ah."
Luo An sneered.
"When I first met you, it had been a thousand years since I met He Ma. Do you think I would remember an insignificant man for so long?"
He looked at the many black gravels scattered on the barren red earth, like burnt cinders.
This kind of land gave him a very familiar feeling.
In the past, Middle-earth, the core area of the Death Empire, was exactly the same on the same ground. He had lived with that person for a long time.
Don't say that you have memorized it for a thousand years, even if you memorize it for ten thousand years, there is no problem. But in the era he returned to, she was already dead.
"Have you lived a thousand years?"
Meng Fei asked enviously.
"The normal life span of a mantis is less than a hundred years. Qingmang gave me a thousand years of life. This is a deal."
"What deal?"
Luo An stopped between the depressions formed by two hills, pulled the restless horse aside, then sat on a large black stone, pointed to the other one, and asked Meng Fei to sit down.
Although this place is somewhat obscured, you can still see the black mountain of corpses exposed on half of the increasingly dim sky.
"I served her for a thousand years. And she gave me a chance.
"This opportunity allows me to come back here a thousand years later to make up for a mistake I made the year before last."
"But I think you will make the same mistake again." Meng Fei said with a smile.
"If no outside force intervenes, I should have a chance to succeed."
Luo An calmly looked at the mountain of corpses and the sun that was about to set.
"History has its own inherent resilience. Although some small factors have changed, it will still stick to its trajectory.
“For example, the time when the sun rises and the time when the moon sets is accurate to microseconds.
"The same is true for historical events with great impact. Human intervention can rarely interfere with their occurrence."
"But what if someone comes from outside this time and space specifically to stop you?"
“If that’s the case, I really can’t do what I want to do.
“But I only have this one chance in this thousand years, and I have to do it no matter what.
"I'm willing to pay any price and do anything for this."
Luo An, who always had a stern expression, pursed his lips slightly, and the veins on both sides of his bald head became obvious.
It has been a thousand years, and it is no longer easy to get here. In a thousand years, he has experienced two all-out divine wars. He has no gods anymore and just worked for Qing Mang for this deal. His hands are full of blood debts.
He no longer has the concept of being of the same race, nor does he have any concept of being of a different race. He will kill anyone who blocks him from getting here.
Most of the few remaining mantis men became Taotie's angels, and countless people were killed by him in the back-and-forth secret battles.
Not to mention the second and third total wars, the blood on his hands was countless.
Is he building the national computer and the Mantis software for the goddess of green light? For the Qingmang Divine Kingdom? For the Republic?
No! He himself had no interest or faith in either God or his country.
He was simply doing this for the sake of this simple transaction, for the goddess who controlled time to send him back to this moment as promised.
So he never allowed failure. Even if any factors that interfere with the progress of the plan occur, he will nip it in the bud.
Even if it means massacring the entire Secret Service, or massacring a whole city or a whole country of human beings, he will absolutely not hesitate.
"You actually allowed yourself to be infected with Taotie's gene."
Meng Fei looked him over.
"If you want to resurrect someone who has been dead for many years, Taotie's genes are the only antidote."
This is the conclusion that Luo An came to after studying for a thousand years.
Taotie's genes can be said to be genes.
Not only can it maintain its own continuous evolution, but it can also repair the genes of the deceased and regenerate and resurrect a body that is almost identical to the deceased. It is a bug-like natural cloning technique.
Even in the 1920s of the year 8000 in another world, human cloning was still too clumsy to do this.
But it is not enough to have genes in the fragments of Taotie's body. It is also necessary to have fragments of Taotie's consciousness that can be controlled.
This one is especially hard to come by.
Although he had collected a lot of it through untold hardships throughout the entire thousand years, he never obtained enough and missed it several times.
It wasn't until he approached the limit of the thousand-year pact that the demon spirit that Meng Fei hunted gave him the chance to finally succeed.
