Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

The rebellion in Guangdong City is over.

In the final battle, the third orbital airborne brigade launched a heavy assault on biomimetic positions, compressing rebel positions into a narrow space compartment.

Without ordering his men to strike, Li Gaoling ordered the soldiers to disconnect the space compartment and then called the First Fleet air strike.

Before the rebels could react with two artillery guns, ready to resist, they were torn apart by the two artillery guns along with the entire capsule and lay on the surface of the moon like space trash.

As for the biomimetics who were unsure if they were infected with the Alpha virus, Li Gaoling had no intention of leaving them behind.

Except for a few samples that were used as research, the remaining biomimetics were pulled into an old factory and queued by metal smelters to melt.

Even a few recyclable parts, he doesn't intend to leave them...

The news of the victory of the war quickly returned to Earth, yet no one was happy.

Pan-Asian cooperation as a whole, and globally, is in a state of pessimism that has lasted more than half a month since the insurgency began.

No one would have thought that their trusted partner would have done something so cruel.

Especially after the release of the news about the massacre at the rare earth factory, the long list of bloody victims left viewers feeling cold deep into the bone marrow.

Until then, there were voices of sympathy for or support for the granting of full citizenship to biomicrys, but these voices have largely disappeared.

The flames of anger burn in everyone's hearts, be it Pan-Asia or the Americas across the globe. Even without Pan-Asian cooperation in issuing a state of emergency announcement, people have begun spontaneously to resist imitating people, pulling batteries and memories out of them and smashing them...

“Life is hard. ”

Looking at the empty shop, Han Ming sighed.

This insurgency is not only devastating the economy and order of Guangdong City, it is devastating to the entire biomimic industry chain. Especially if they make spare parts supplies for biomimetics like them, let alone don't have customers coming to the door recently, even if he doesn't dare to open the door.

However, because of the labor shortage caused by the departure of biomimetics, the recent price has been skewed by various hikes, and he feels that if he doesn't think about the future, he won't even be able to afford to eat by next month.

At this point, a knock came from the door.

After a glance at the pop-up window of the visitor's reminder, Han Ming replied casually.

“Please go back, this place is closed… oh no, I'm considering moving on. ”

“I am an imitator of Lu Academician. ”

When he heard the word "biomimetic," Han mindfully struck a chill, but when he heard the name Lu Academician, he hesitated for a moment and finally came to the door with a little peace of mind.

The door opened, looking at the two imitators standing at the door, Han Ming touched his chin and said.

“Oh... I know you, but this time with you, why not the guy called Zero? Or did you change your skin somewhere else? ”

The lady standing next to Em was polite.

“My name is Tail. ”

Han Ming: “Tail? Your master's fame is truly unique. ”

Em: “This is also one of Em's lovely places, you won't understand. (▽ ) ”

Han Ming glanced silently at the corner of his mouth and continued to ask: "... really, it's none of my business anyway. It's not so peaceful out here, is it? What are you looking for me for? Skin change? Or replace what parts. If you need it, it's best to do it once. Maybe next time you come here, you'll be selling fruit. ”

Em: “My master wants you to do him a little favor. (๑ • ㅂ •)✧"

Han Ming: "Help Master Lu? Little people like me..."

Em: “Didn't you modify the underlying logic of a biomimetic? My master would like you to make an update of the memory system of the lady next to me and publish it in your name --”

“I can't,” Han said frankly, "this kind of thing is simply impossible. As the world's largest biomimetic producer, Hippocampus biomimetics, for example, will probably upgrade their system once a month. However, given the role played by biomimetics in everyday life, such updates can only be done on their back-office systems at a specific time in order to provide absolute security of use for users. ”

“Do you think it's so casual to upgrade the memory system? Otherwise, the biomimetic virus doesn't have to go through the black market to hack directly into the Hippocampus servers. ”

Xiao Ai: “So to upgrade the system, you must first get permissions from the hippocampus group? (๑ • ㅂ •)✧"

Is this guy really a bionic?

Foxy glanced at Em and Han Ming nodded and continued.

“It can be said that while it's a hassle to get permissions, you have to get permissions before you can do it...”

By the way, is it possible to get this privilege?

This is not something that can be done with a few black servers and a few back doors.

Besides, since the spread of quantum communication technology, the kind of hacker who has gone haywire has essentially disappeared. After all, even stronger decryption systems cannot crack information that is physically encrypted by quantum. Computers with strong computing power are no stronger than quantum computer clusters on cloud servers.

Not even hackers. Personal computers are rare now.

The vast majority of operations are done on the cloud, and only a small number of people working in the grey industry or on the margins of the law would consider purchasing that type of hard-to-maintain chassis for regulatory evasion purposes, rather than renting a personal cloud server for the supercomputing center.

Em: “That's fine. ( ∀ ) ”

Han Ming stunned and said: “What do you mean, no problem...”

Xiao Ai: “Although it was only recently confirmed, in fact, my owner is a major shareholder of the Hippocampus Group, so it should be fine to get back-office system permissions. (๑ • ㅂ •)✧"

Big shareholder?

When he heard that, Han Ming stunned there like a fool.

After returning to his senses, he asked hastily.

“Wait... Master Lu, isn't he the chairman of the East Asian Electric Board? How did you get involved with the hippocampus group again...”

Em: “It's not contradictory. After all, a hundred years ago, both companies had a bit of a relationship with him. It's the owner of Em, even a hundred years from now! ( ︶ ) ”

No contradiction is not contradiction...

But it's too...

Han Ming swallowed his head and his eyes fluctuated somewhat. He continued with difficulty: "But... since he was a major shareholder, why not let the group's engineers do it directly, and have to involve people like me who are irrelevant. ”

Em: “Well... how do I put it? The main reason is that the owner can't trust them. As you can see, there are a group of KB elements that have infiltrated the entire society of trans-Asian cooperation to a considerable extent. Only a nobody like you can reassure you that he will be entrusted with this task. (´ ◔ ‸ ◔ `) ”

Nobody...

It's the truth, but can you be so honest?

Han Ming smiled bitterly, but didn't throw up.

After all, discussing emotions with biomics is a strange thing in itself.

However, when he had just planned to ask about the reward, he suddenly realized a very serious question and immediately seized what had already poured into his mouth and said vigilantly.

“So I'm in danger? ”

Little Aitancheng went to the bottom: "Yes, but the master asked me to tell you that this could be the only chance in your life to save the world, and if you miss it, it won't happen again."

Han Ming's throat slightly moved down.

Looking at the human being of this mother-in-law, Em sighed, muttering and continued.

“Oh yes, and also, the owner asked me to tell you that if this is done, he intends to pay you a hundred million... well, actually, Em feels a little too much, or...”

“Deal! Wait, wait for me. ”

In an instant, this human being in front of us, Egg's unimaginable passion erupted.

Han Ming quickly extended his index finger and dotted it on his left wrist. Through a holographic window suspended on his wrist, he slipped his address book and quickly picked a number.

The phone rang twice, and it got through very quickly.

Appearing in the video window is a beautiful little girl.

About this girl, Em met her a few times, remembering that she was an apprentice to this man in front of her.

Looking at the sleepy girl in the video window, Han Ming said seriously.

“Padawan. ”

“What's the matter, Master...” The girl said, "Is our shop opening? ”

“Master and you discuss something. ”

Hearing the master's serious voice, the girl on the other end of the phone slightly hesitated and tried to ask.

“Is our shop still going to close? ”

“Closed? If it doesn't exist, your master will have to depend on it to support him in the future." After a pause, Han Ming seriously said, "Your master went to save the world, please look at this store for a while! ”

Girl: "…? ”

Em: “…”

Tail: “…”