"How is it, Miss Li? The weather outside is good today, and your husband is on vacation, should you go out with him?"

At the end of the 26th line, there is a central sky computing hub at the end of the road.

Under the huge rock arch, electronic signals flying all over the sky form virtual soul models and deconstructed images.

A middle-aged male human figure who was completely composed of data signals raised his head. He had just finished talking to Su Zhou and said to the floating light curtain on the side: "However, the number of 'artificial prosthetic bodies' provided by Shengsheng is limited, and they are all trial states. Therefore, if you want to travel in the form of a physical body, then remember to come back regularly for relevant inspections. You cannot go out for too long before the end of the month, and you must come back once."

“Huh?!”

Accompanied by a scattered sound, an extremely clear black-haired female human figure suddenly turned into the light curtain.

From the perspective of "looking", she is lifelike. Whether it is the simulation of her body posture or every detail of her hair, it is like real and there is no falsehood.

However, in the eyes of the data humanoid, the technique of the electronic spirit body with full name Li Xiaoxin's image is still very immature. It has spent too much spiritual functions to ensure visual reality. From a practical point of view, it is actually not very qualified.

At this moment, the woman looked surprised and said to me in surprise: "Wait, Yan Sheng, can we actually go out?"

“…what else?”

This question is so weird that it made Yan Sheng silent for a long time before replying to it: "Miss Li, have you not seen the agreement we signed at the beginning?"

"No...mainly, I thought that after entering the Electronic Underworld, I would stay here to write codes in my life except for surfing the Internet and once a week!" Li Xiaoxin scratched her head, and she smiled awkwardly: "Are I wrong about it?"

"On holiday? Miss Li Xiaoxin, that was the release of the wind during the treatment..."

Hearing this, he couldn't help but sigh clearly that the other party had not read the electronic agreement seriously at all.

But it’s no wonder, after all, who in this world would carefully read every line of the contract?

So Yan Sheng had to explain slowly: "Before, you were not allowed to travel at will because you were still in the stage of the soul body stabilization. If you want to make the soul have a certain resonance rate with the underworld server, it takes a long time to adapt. Soul programming can enable you to consolidate your logical circle and compile your own logic code to ensure that your soul body can exist for a long time."

"Before the soul body is stable, of course you cannot go to the underworld at will. Just like a seriously ill patient, the hospital will not let you go at will... But Miss Li, your soul body has been stabilized. Next, except for the contract, you need to work for the official country to repay the treatment costs for soul transfer, and cooperate with relevant experiments, you are free."

Speaking of this, Yan Sheng raised his hand and intervened in the underworld server, giving Li Xiaoxin's electronic soul body the right to enter and exit: "However, I still need to remind you that although you are free, both the electronic underworld and the artificial prose are brand new experimental technology. We cannot guarantee your safety in complex situations outside, so it is recommended that you come back frequently to check it, and let us collect data."

"So that's it, no problem!"

Immediately, the female figure who suddenly realized it cheered and then disappeared from the light curtain. Next, she obtained permission, and the electronic signal disappeared from the server of the underworld, and followed the direct connection channel to the relevant laboratory of the saints in the distance.

At the end, she happily left a message: "Thank you, Yan Sheng. I originally thought that the sacred seats were full of majestic, old-fashioned and terrifying old people, but I didn't expect that there would be such an approachable existence as you!"

"Haha, who told you to be my experimental subject, not my graduate student."

He shook his head slightly. In fact, his personality is indeed quite old-fashioned and serious. It is only because of the successful experiments in recent times and the abundant funds that Yan Sheng, who seemed to be more tolerant, sighed: "Young people, really energetic... Seeing you so happy, I feel that all this research has meaning."

“After all, I chose this path.”

Slowly 'sitting' on a chair, this humanoid made up of completely data raised his head and looked towards the dome.

Yan Shengwu Chongwen couldn't help but fall into memories: "It's also because of the same reason."

Sixty years ago, 1957.

My grandmother, born in the last century, suffered from Alzheimer's disease.

When it was detected at the beginning, the symptoms were still mild and there was no much impact on daily life. It was just some of the housework that was originally under the responsibility of my grandmother, and gradually the mother and aunts were responsible for it. The family did not have any conflicts due to grandmother's illness. At that time, I was still studying in the academy and often took my grandmother out for a walk to help the elderly live and take care of each other's meals and life.

People occasionally joke, introducing themselves to grandmothers who can't remember who the children are, and the gray-haired grandmother will smile and say that they are old and they really can't remember it anymore.

But Alzheimer's disease is irreversible, and all these conditions are just the initial reaction.

As time goes by, grandmother forgets more and more things. Sometimes, she will not recognize her eldest grandson, find the way to her room, and the location of the toilet. The elderly will even suddenly forget what they were going to do before, staring at the bouquet on the table for a few hours, with a dull look at it.

What's even more terrifying is that in the later stage, when grandmother looked at the photos of herself and her grandfather, she even showed confusion.

Grandpa and grandmother met during the "Industrial War" decades ago, which was the most dangerous moment in the world, including wars, influenza, global riots and economic crises, and the abuse of chemical weapons. These are filled the whole world, although these things are not as destructive as nuclear weapons in the subsequent "Atomic War" period, which is enough to panic the whole world.

My grandfather was a maintenance engineer on the front line. He met his grandmother, who was a medical staff while performing a task to repair medical devices. Their love sprouted in artillery fire and poisonous gas, and was so strong that it could not be described in words. The two supported each other and have decades of support. They have two sons and two daughters, and they are full of descendants.

My grandfather has passed away for eight years. Every year, my grandmother would personally make some clothes and wreaths to pay tribute. According to the original words, it was "fear that the old man would illuminate it below." Although as a family with extraordinary heritage, everyone knows that the underworld has been abandoned with the departure of the immortals and gods. Even if my grandfather really went to the underworld, he would probably not be able to enjoy the incense of future generations, but things are always one code, and the most important thing is attitude and intention.

But now, my grandmother no longer recognizes who the person in the photo is.

Whether it was her grandfather who had lived together for decades or her own face... she didn't recognize her.

The feelings that are not destroyed by war, the feelings that are not destroyed by death are finally destroyed by an irreversible disease.

At this point, it has nothing to do with pain, and everything is left with sadness.

Because pain is an emotion that needs to be felt with sharp things to poke the soft part of the heart...and those who forget everything have nothing in their hearts.

Forgetting is real death. Death of the body, decay of the soul, and weakening of the spirit, is not real death, because people will remember their changes to the world, their attitude towards the world, and their spirit in the face of the world, people have lived and worked hard, leaving traces, and even if they only left a photo in the end, it is still proof that still exists.

But forgetting, whether it is your own forgetting or being forgotten by others, the final result is the sadness of nothingness.

"Child...I'm scared..."

At that time, the old man who was about to forget everything recalled the past for the last time. She hugged her grandson who was also crying, leaving behind tears that were the same last because of pain: "I shouldn't forget it, this is my life... How can I forget it?"

"I...I don't want to die in vain after I forget everything..."

"I won't let you die, grandma, I will remember it on your behalf!"

And at that time, Wu Chongwen made such a vow.

But my grandmother died in the end.

I quietly found the old man with a gun left by my grandfather and ended myself one night... I chose to die with my memory, which was probably my grandmother's last insistence.

The Tianji Hub is slowly rotating in endless data. Between the rising of 0 and 1, there is a magnificent information rotating like the sea.

Wu Chongwen, who had finished his memories, did not show any regretful expression. He raised his head and looked at the electronic underworld server not far away, the creation that he had condensed throughout his life.

The human figure composed of data seems to want to smoke, but where can I smoke now come from? Yan Sheng used data to simulate the 3D projection of a cigarette, clamped it with his fingers, then stared at the cigarette, and then couldn't help but laugh.

Can Cyber ​​Soul smoke electronic cigarettes?

The answer is of course possible.

Yan Sheng took a deep breath, and the simulated cigarette butt lit up red light, and even smoke rose close to the real one.

This did not mean anything or did not work. But he still took a sip, just because he wanted to remember this kind of ritual as a human being.

"Although it didn't help you, sixty years later, I helped a couple who are similar to you."

"I failed, but I also succeeded from now on, and there will be no one else who will cry because of this tragedy."

In the distance, the subway was running slightly.

The sound of footsteps gradually approaching a man.

Yan Sheng disappeared from the cigarette in his hand. He turned his head and looked at Su Zhou, who was wearing a black security bureau uniform in that direction. He was looking at the large number of newly built Hades servers along the way, showing a thoughtful expression.

"What's wrong, Su Zhou?"

He asked, "Is it because I am interested in my research? I don't mind accepting another closed disciple at all."

"No, Yan Sheng, I'm not a programmer."

The young man casually refused, just staring at Su Zhou, who was staring at the server of the underworld, and for some reason he thought of Zhou Buyi.

The guy who has always lived because he didn't want to forget many of his lost friends, even if he was pursuing immortality and immortality, he had to live and remember everything in his heart... His motivation for pursuing immortality may have any similarities with Yan Sheng's motivation for studying electronic underworld?

Sure enough, just like the Dragon World, everyone in this world will try to change the world for their own wishes.

Just as Su Zhou was thinking, Yan Sheng was also staring at the young man who was getting closer.

This is a very weird kid.

In the heart of this holy palace, this is his most true thought of Su Zhou.

Yan Sheng thought so since the first meeting, or even the first time he learned about Su Zhou's information.

Too strong talent makes people strange. Too fast progress is strange. Too fast, it makes people strange. It is not in line with common sense, confusing and strange. It has no desires and no desires, and does not look like a twenty-year-old young man at all. This is even more strange.

Unlike the Taoist Saint who claimed that he felt like he saw a "fighting beast", so he couldn't help but want to comfort him, Wu Chongwen saw a very strong "weird" of trying to deny something.

Denying that there is no extraordinary reality, denying the malice that people have in their hearts, denying the things they don’t like, denying any tragedy they can come into contact with...

This strong instinct to deny something is, in the eyes of some people, is like a strong desire to destroy and attack, so it is not surprising that the Taoist Saint is uneasy about it and wants to try to dissolve it, or turn this strong desire to become its own strength.

But Yan Sheng could see a little deeper... He could see that there seemed to be a perfect world model in Su Zhou's heart. Any reality that does not match this model would make the young man feel unhappy and then deny and change it.

Perhaps, even Su Zhou himself didn't know what the model looked like and what kind of world could be called perfect. However, he would definitely take action and correct this world he couldn't stand step by step.

Just like yourself.

"For you, Su Zhou."

Without any extra words, Yan Sheng, who slowly stood up, picked up a blue-gray twenty-sided crystal from the table next to him, and handed it to Su Zhou who was already standing in front of him: "This is the experimental model of the portable underworld server 'Soul Abyss' that I have recently refined."

"Well, although I'm honored, why do I give such an important thing to me?"

Holding the fist-sized twenty-sided crystal in his hand, Su Zhou could feel that the blue-gray underworld server gave people a cool and gentle feeling. It should be forged by the fusion and forging of rare materials close to the soul such as "soul crystal" and "Yan Ming Iron", which can store a large number of souls, allowing them to sleep in it, and this is just a passive form.

If it is activated, Su Zhou feels that even the extraordinary level of wronged ghosts will immediately lose any ability to resist and be obediently sealed when touched by the Soul Abyss server.

Moreover, as an advanced compound magic weapon, this Underworld server can bring Su Zhou a certain amount of soul resistance and ability to see through dreams and illusions even if it is carried with you.

He raised his head, Su Zhou was a little confused, so he said: "You asked me to come here, aren't it for the affairs of the victims in the Qingqiu Secret Realm... Oh, I understand!"

"right."

Facing Su Zhou with a sudden look on his face, Yan Sheng lowered his eyes and looked at the Soul Abyss server that was being held by the young man. He said calmly: "If you can be warned by the Chixiao Sword and the Sunset Bow together, then the human race in that world must be in trouble."
To be continued...