Chapter 700 Signature

[Johnny: These girls are so damn right.]

Mobile phones move among people, mostly hitching a ride.

Leal's body is quite small, much smaller than the Decepticons of the same level. In the crowded crowd, almost no one notices that there is a small thing passing through at high speed.

Bang.

A rubber suction cup on Leal's arm held him against a car.

Whoosh——

A huge cloud of black smoke sprayed into the air as the car started.

Fortunately, the exhaust fumes breathed by Transformers will not cause respiratory diseases, otherwise Lear would have to go to the hospital just from this one breath.

The black smoke hid his figure, and when the car was on the road, he was stuck on the trunk of the car, looking like a sticker.

Johnny used Lear's sensors to admire the beauties in college - the fire radiation and Lear's observation module even allowed him to intelligently remove the beauties' clothes.

This thing was originally used to scan the internal structure of objects to facilitate his subsequent analysis of the world's electronic equipment and machinery. Unexpectedly, it came to this guy's advantage.

But what Johnny can do is share Lear's information base a little bit. If he goes too far, Lear will use corresponding technical means to hold him back.

[Johnny: Ouch, what are you doing! 】

In cyberspace, Johnny suddenly felt like his head had been hammered, and it hurt terribly.

Leal recalled the feeling of beating Johnny.

Attacking a conscious body is similar to attacking AI to a certain extent. The basic idea is to destroy the correlation of information and turn meaningful information into meaningless things. It would be more direct if the device can be blown up directly.

But there's something magical about making something that doesn't even have nerves feel "pain."

Johnny covered his head and looked at Lear, only to see the latter's eyes looking at him in cyberspace as if he were looking at some interesting toy.

Just like people feel uncomfortable with a look that implies harassment, Lille's look is also a look that can make people feel scared:

He is completely treating Johnny Silverhand as a guinea pig!

[Liel: I just found that although you talk a lot, you are still quite humanoid. I have never found that you have such high research value before. 】

Roughly speaking, pain is just a feedback of the organism to the injury. You are experiencing some problems in your high-speed brain.

But in addition to physical pain, a variety of biochemical substances secreted by the brain can also cause humans to have emotions such as fear and anger.

Generally speaking, there are two opinions about these emotions: one is that these emotions are just the product of the control of biochemical substances, and human behavior and thinking cannot escape the control of these things. The body of control.

The second is that there must be something else beneath this physiological manifestation.

Human emotions, consciousness, thinking, and even souls are what humans have.

Soul imprints are digital imprints of human consciousness, but the existence of "souls" is still a question.

Maybe Hacker Ultra created this thing to figure out this problem, or maybe it was because the idiot and bastard in front of him, who had changeable emotions, acted recklessly, and didn't care about other people's thoughts, guessed that he created the original version of the Soul Killer——

Because Ultra and Silverhand are actually a couple, but the latter often messes with whoever he wants. Even if they break up, the two are often disconnected.

Silverhand can even do Ultra during the break before the concert, if she is there

In short, it is very confusing, the chaotic relationship between men and women, just like Silver Hand's chaotic stinky head, maybe he himself doesn't know what he wants to do.

Leal could feel almost all kinds of emotions on Johnny's soul imprint, and they were very strong.

[Johnny: Research value? You also said you are not an AI? 】

[Liel: There are many forms of life. I don’t expect your brain to understand. You just need to know that I will hit you a few times without any problem. 】

[Johnny: Fuck you. 】

Chi-chi——

The taxi parked at the edge of the logistics warehouse area near the port. On the other side of the street was the logistics area. On this side of the street were office buildings.

Although they are office buildings, most of them are low-rise apartment buildings built in the last century, rather than the tall and beautiful modern CBD-style office buildings.

Compared with modern skyscraper office buildings, the office buildings here only have brick and stone walls with a sense of age, and the height is not too high. The streets are crowded, cars and large trucks are blocked on the road, and the horns are beeping. Parking spaces are difficult.

The taxi stopped directly in the middle of the road. The young man in the car hurriedly opened the door, got out, and then closed the door. The car behind him rolled up the window and yelled:

"Little X, can you drive?"

We've arrived.

Leo took his generals on his left and right, completely ignoring the driver who was yelling and swearing, and walked quickly to the street——

Unlike those who had to work hard to support their families, he came here full of hope.

He could treat the choking exhaust fumes on the streets as a refreshing thing, like an American espresso.

"Right here, the Find the Truth website will have another real server, and our alien expert Doctor Doom, together we will find the truth buried by the government here.

Then make a fortune and become Fox magazine's most powerful man, before even finishing college.

Should I just learn to be consistent with other seniors? "

[Johnny: Young people are full of energy, and they start dreaming in broad daylight. ]

[Johnny: No truth is beautiful, and everything beautiful is fake. And you, my friend, are a perverted intelligent AI. How are you going to burst his dream? ]

[Johnny: What are we doing here? ]

[Lille: Every intellectual should have his own laboratory to verify his ideas. ]

Lille jumped off the car, grabbed Leo's backpack with his light body, and quietly shrank inside.

Thanks to online shopping and modern logistics, the money he got from the Internet these days is enough for him to buy enough equipment

This body is too small, and the fire energy can hardly support him to control a larger body.

But the technology he has mastered so far can support him to control a larger body.

Even. Many bodies.

Leo led his younger brother to the logistics warehouse across the street. There were several trucks parked at the door, and a man in a suit was guarding the door. He seemed to be the person responsible for signing for it.

Isn't the person responsible for signing for it the courier?

Leo approached with such doubts, and repeatedly checked at the door that this was the place that Doctor Doom told him.

The man in the suit saw Leo's sneaky look and took the initiative to step forward: "Hello, is this Leo?"

Leo pointed at himself: "Uh, it should be me, what do you do?"

"Great, I am the specialist in charge of transporting materials. The goods you bought are not cheap, and they are also very sensitive. I need to check with you in person.

This is the list of items, please confirm if there are any problems."

Leo took the receipt and looked at the things on it, his eyes were straight.

"GCS

"Shh!"

The man in the suit asked him to keep his voice down.

Leo felt something was wrong, took a step back, and asked his technical support in a low voice.

"What is this thing?"

The two technical geeks behind him turned purple.

They didn't know the specific model of this thing, but didn't they understand the production company?

Sharsky trembled and pushed Leo's fingers away, revealing the name of the production company behind it

"Raytheon Company. ”

One of the most famous defense contractors in the Berry Country