I Was Once a Legend

The human brain is composed of thousands of kilometers of nerve cells. It is an organ that undergoes endless nerve regeneration. Its nerve cell circuit is more than 1,400 times more complicated than today's telephone network in the world. It performs 100,000 different kinds every second. The chemical reaction, the information stored in its memory exceeds that of any electronic computer.This is the most exquisite existence in the organism. It has unparalleled creativity and potential. No one has ever tapped all the uses of the brain.

It is a very delicate human computer, it is the CPU, memory of the human body, and it is the core of thinking and memory.

In Dong Zheng's eyes, there are countless numbers intertwined with 0 and 1. At this moment, he took the core of his brain as the core and Murphy as the medium, and connected one after another port to construct a human brain. Computer group, a very large cloud!

Using your own brain to connect with the brains of countless people is a crazy and crazy move. If you are not careful, you may face the risk of overload, but Dong Zhenggan dares.

The temple, which was expanded twice by physical strength and temple energy, has not yet been fully developed by him.As each port is connected, different brains become part of the cloud architecture, and virtual units appear one after another in the shrine. The blinking indicator lights represent the thinking of different people, and the lights in the shrine are quickly illuminated. .

This kind of port connection and expansion has lasted for half an hour. The invisible information highway connects people to the human brain for data transmission. A computer group with Dong Zheng and Murphy as the core is gradually formed. These come from the pure white world. The human brains in every corner make up a huge system comparable to supercomputers!

Now, Dong Zheng will use such a human brain computer group to attack the supercomputer called Kether!

Countless data is generated from different brains, and along the port left by Murphy, flows into Dong Zheng's core through the virtual information superhighway, and together constructs a huge and unimaginable cloud thinking!

Dong Zheng's closed eyelashes before the recycle bin tremble, blood slowly flows out of his ears and nose, and extreme overload will cause irreversible damage to the inner core, but Dong Zheng no longer cares, if he can't destroy Kether, Can't successfully leave the pure white realm, even if he has a good core, what is the point?

Murphy's phantom flickered unsteadily under the impact of huge data streams, and the calm black eyes were brighter than ever before.

In an instant, the lights of the "crew" on the second floor of the shrine began to flash wildly, and Dong Zheng opened his eyes in front of the recycle bin.

Neurons are sending electrical impulses at a speed of 400 kilometers per hour, and an innumerable torrent of data is pouring from his core, rushing into the huge trash bin in front of him along the information highway underneath. People's chaotic thinking is the result of countless personal CPU operations. At this moment, they have become part of the recycle bin!

The huge trash bin received the impact of endless spam. After ten seconds, it shook violently and was quickly filled up to the naked eye.

Thousands of people's thinking continues to flow in, and the recycle bin is almost shaking. It is being stretched to become bigger and bigger, and the blue circular three arrows above are stretched to deform.

boom--!!!

With a loud bang, the recycle bin exploded.

Dong Zheng immediately released the hand he held with Murphy, and at the moment he let go, the huge unit that packed the temple disappeared, and Murphy's figure became unprecedentedly solid, even Dong Zheng thought that that was in space. The girl named prisoner 0 in the prison box appeared in front of him again.

Murphy didn't speak, she just smiled at Dong Zhengwei, then disappeared into his sight.In other words, it was Dong Zheng who was unable to see her again.

He was forced to pop out of the temple and fell into the air. A reptile caught him with a wide back. Dong Zheng saw the gate of the temple in the inner sky slowly closing.

When the door was completely closed, the six-winged fallen angels with long swords and shields moved for the first time. They raised their hands, and the long swords crossed into a cross, sealing the temple.

Since then, no one will be able to enter.

On the information superhighway, Dong Zheng suddenly spit out a big mouthful of blood, and the inner core is shrinking violently, which is the price of excessive overdraft.He had a headache and could hardly control his breathing autonomously, but even so, Dong Zheng was still staring at the recycling bin where the explosion was taking place.

The recycle bin is frantically spitting out what was stuffed into it. Those data streams gathered by Dong Zheng were sprayed into the sky, and crashed onto the information highway, and quickly accumulated a layer of changing numbers on the road. He character flows like a river, drowning Dong Zheng's calf.

Dong Zheng tried his best to block the Pain Port. He was really afraid that if he continued to do so, he would pass out. When the Pain Port was closed, he could finally stand upright and wipe the blood from the Qiqiao.

It took ten minutes for the recycle bin to spit out what Dong Zheng forcibly stuffed in, but the vomiting continued, and countless information that had to be deleted and destroyed flew out of the trash bin and scattered in the computer core. .

A01002 submitted the report of this abnormal clearance and returned to the dormant cabin to rest.

As the task force of the supercomputer Kether, he exists in the form of data. Wherever the kernel sends him, he will appear wherever he is, clearing the anomaly and killing the virus.

A01002 can't remember how long this life has lasted. When there is no task, he stays in the dormant cabin and waits for the next task command.He never felt that there was anything wrong with this life. Until this time, he met the group of people in the disorderly rose church box.

They said they were once a pilgrim, called Allen, and they were teammates.

A01002 lay in the dormant cabin, but his mind was full of what those people said to him. He thought about it silently. At this moment, the dormant cabin sounded an alarm.

A01002 immediately sat up, and the alarm meant that another mission had come, requiring him to act immediately.He opened the panel to check the specific content of the task, but found that the coordinates that marked the confusion coincided with his position.

Error... happened inside the program?!

A01002 thought he had misread it for a moment, but the next second, the torrent of data came from a distance, and he had no time to dodge and was drowned.

The feeling of being overwhelmed by data is very wonderful, as if your own entity is also dissolved in it, only the consciousness remains.A01002 never noticed that a special string of data roared through the distance, like a returning bird, rushing towards him.

A01002 is stiff, with the integration of data, what is recovering quickly——

"Eh buddy, shall I sit here?"

"My name is Alan Wang. This is the third time I have entered the box. Call me Alan or Pharaoh."

...

"Hurry up! Leave me alone! Hurry up!"

"I... still have the opportunity to choose to be a prisoner or npc... right?"

Those memories thrown into the recycle bin after being cleared by Kether, at this moment, came back to his mind again.

He remembered it all.

Dong Zheng captured as much information as possible for him as much as possible. The captured data flowed through the core of his brain, and then flowed out after analysis, especially information about the development process of the box.After the pilgrims left, what final fate did they welcome?

Fantasy Gallery, bald singer, the extreme north, atheists, and night rain in the deserted village... what happened in the box after box flashed through Dong Zheng’s mind, and the inner core categorized and analyzed more deeply, looking for the common among them point.Suddenly, Dong Zheng was shocked!

——The world has gone barren along time, and you and I are believers in entropy.

It turns out so!

Entropy is a measure of order. The greater the entropy, the more disordered it is.

The second law of thermodynamics shows that in a closed system, the change will always go in the direction of increasing entropy, that is, things will always move in a more disordered direction, the broken cup will never return to its original state, and the ink will never drop into the water again. It may be separated again.

But in a non-closed system, there is also a kind of "inverse entropy process", that is, the digestion and absorption of organisms.

The organism maintains the order of the body by eating and absorbing the energy from the food, the food loses energy and becomes a high-entropy state, and the entropy in the organism is maintained at a normal level.

The pure white earth boundary is like the individual of life. The boxes are actually small worlds.In order to maintain its own low-entropy orderly state, the pure white realm needs to constantly draw energy from other small worlds, similar to humans obtaining energy from food to maintain body functions.The pilgrims who keep entering the box are the cells that make the box more entropy disordered and provide the energy in the box to the pure white earth!

So the queen did everything possible to prevent the pilgrims from leaving the pure white realm. A person can accept the normal death of the cells, but will not allow her hard-working cells to escape.

All of their pilgrims are tools that work constantly for the normal existence of the pure white world!Each box is a real world, and after being "digested" by the pilgrims, their energy is absorbed by the pure white earth boundary, turned into "food residue", and thrown into the recycling bin.

The truth contained in that sentence was so cruel.

Dong Zheng fell into an unprecedented shock. After tearing the veil of world appearance, reality is often cruel and makes people feel fear and despair. It turns out...the worlds they experienced actually existed. Their so-called customs clearance is actually Is it completely destroyed?

But Dong Zheng didn't immerse in shock for too long, because the recycle bin in front of him began to spit out strange things.

A pink letter was spouted, and the envelope flew in all directions, falling in the air and falling again, forming a pink letter rain in the core.

Dong Zheng looked at everything in front of him in disbelief. He held out his hand and a love letter fell into his hands, sealed with rose paint.In succession, countless seals floated on his shoulders and feet, floating on the data river of the information highway, almost drowning Dong Zheng.

Dong Zheng suddenly understood why Memory sent a love letter every day, but never received a reply.

All love letters were thrown into the recycle bin as junk files during transmission.

In the huge trash bin, in addition to the memory of the dead pilgrim who was washed away, the information information that was no longer useful, there is also a memory admiration for his CPU.

They have existed in the same computer since they were born, and they have cooperated with each other, but they have never met. She calculates, analyzes, and controls everything, and he stores all useful information to provide her with data protection at all times.

It was a seemingly absurd but pure feeling.

The recycle bin is like vomiting violently, spit out countless envelopes, and a love letter almost squeezes the server, flooding the entire core.

Endless, endless.

——In the glass room full of flowers and grass, the young man with golden eyes and chestnut curly hair sat at the table. The golden lines on the face of the blue bell flower made his facial features more beautiful and thrilling. Admiration for the lover who never met.

Jeg elsker dig

Ich liebe dich

I love you

Ятебялюблю

Je t'aime

Rakastan sinua

Love

Ti amo

...

The letter floated out, and in the black bird cage, the CPU unfolded it.

On the white stationery, only three words were written.

--I love you.

————Volume 15·Information HighwayEnd————

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