Chapter 1362 Black A Neural Tree

So this time, his attitude is very firm, no matter whether the Dark Master likes it or not, he must stay in the system space, so as not to cause trouble for him.

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Zeratul said: "The wheel of fate never stops, you should choose to face it instead of running away."

"oK, oK... I can't say no to you." He raised his hands in a gesture of surrender: "I have a lot of troubles recently, I need time to sort it out, and wait a few days to discuss this issue, okay?"

The old man remained silent, acquiescing to the suggestion to postpone the topic.

He hastened to send the Dark Master back respectfully, and he was relieved just now, secretly glad that he had escaped.

Looking back at Zeratul's life story, every prophecy... no, it should be said that every time this elder dark templar pretends to be Poi, there will be good teammates who will suffer and bring StarCraft with him.

Facts have proved that Zeratul is not only a guy who cheats his teammates in the StarCraft world, but also does not change his cheating attributes after coming to this world. For the sake of his own life, let the respected and respected headmaster of darkness live in the system space to retire in peace... so he thought.

As for the suggestion just now... Only the dead-brained fellows of Protoss would believe that he would mean what he said.

Looking back, his eyes moved between the two floats for a while, he raised the fishing rod on the right to have a look, and then lifted the fishing rod on the left to have a look, suddenly showing an angry expression: "Zeratul, you hypocrite, why didn't you tell me that the fish bite the hook? matter!"

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He had seen the sunset and the moon shadow up and down, so he fell asleep in the cool wind blowing from the lake.

In the early morning of the next day, he went to a nearby town, ordered a sandwich and a cup of espresso in a somewhat cramped cafe, and watched a football match with those local residents who exuded a rustic atmosphere. He stretched out his middle finger more than once, and cursed more than one swear word. It left a deep impression on the people around me, and felt that this yellow-faced young man was too upright and too right-tempered.

When Captain Tang left, he left a sentence: "Practice makes perfect with this thing, and it becomes a habit to curse."

The local residents in the café looked at a loss. It took a long time for a guy with a fairly bright mind to wake up and said with a smile: "The team that the young man likes must have lost a lot of games."

This is the Silver Eagle Group. It is completely unlike the Star Alliance and the Charles Federation, which promote civilization, respect, tolerance, and friendship. The Silver Eagle people are used to going straight and expressing their emotions without any scruples, especially when they are angry.

For Tang Fang, he likes this kind of environment. Slow pace, no pressure, full of life, although the sandwiches are too hard, and the coffee is not smooth enough --- just like Thomas Angkerou said, the most sorry thing for the Silver Eagle people is their mouth and stomach .

That old guy hasn't contacted me recently, and I don't know what happened...

He also knows the current social situation of the Silver Eagle Group. Although the social turmoil brought about by Meyer being the middleman has gradually subsided after correct handling, and social production and life have begun to get on the right track, but like Hoffman, Thomas? Characters like , Han Zhao, and Syndica must have a lot of work to do, and they don't have free time to take care of other StarCrafts they carry with them.

This thought flashed through his mind, and he quickly forgot about Thomas Angkeru and Hoffman. After all, he came to Hilde Star to relax, not to worry about the political situation of the Silver Eagle Group.

Back at the villa on Huxin Island, I borrowed Kukulkan’s bathroom to take a shower to wash away the lingering smell of smoke and sweat, pressed the piano on the balcony, and realized that I really had no musical talent. Went fishing again.

His goal is to catch more Dreadnought Commander-class fortress ships and take them back as gifts for Yuffie and the others.

At noon, Captain Tang, who was struggling with what to eat for lunch, received a communication from the Dreadnought Commander-class fortress ship. Yuffie told him that the veterans had returned from the Lunar space prison, and Yeager was accompanying him.

He was very relieved to hear such news, thinking that the veteran's goal of coming to the Silver Eagle Corps had finally come to fruition, what could be more joyful than father and son reconciliation and family reunion.

However, he did not hurry back to meet with the veterans and Jaeger, thinking that it would be no problem to go back a few days later. Since the young man came to Morning Star Casting, he would have many opportunities to communicate and get along with each other in the future.

He boiled a 1-pound cod he caught yesterday into a pot of delicious fish soup, cut up some ready-to-eat meat products stored in the refrigerator, and then he went back to the bedroom on the first floor of Kukulkan’s villa. Take a nap.

I got up from the bed at 3:15 in the afternoon, and I was going to take a walk in the woods on the other side of the lake to see if there was any pleasant scenery. How could I have thought that I had just left the villa and had not summoned the eyeworm to carry me to the other side. The ringtone of the cartoon sounded by Nova many times.

I clicked the switch button casually, and it was not Yuffie's face that appeared on the screen, but Valentine's face, the thick bags under the eyes were particularly eye-catching. I carried StarCraft with me.

"There has been some progress in the research on the neural tree of Black A, come quickly..." After saying this, before waiting for him to reply, the old man directly disconnected the communication connection.

Looking at the colorless instrument screen, he had black lines on his forehead, and was very dissatisfied with Valentine's attitude.

The veteran took Yeager back to the Dreadnought Commander-class fortress, and he didn't have to rush back to meet him, but he had an almost unstoppable desire for Abathur's research results.

He gave up his plan of roaming in the woods opposite Pinghu, summoned a flying eagle, left Hilde star immediately, and flew to the parking coordinates of the Fearless Commander-class fortress.

After about two hours, Flying Eagle arrived at the destination and entered the port port harbor slowly opened by the Fearless Commander-class fortress.

After getting off the aircraft, he chose the shortest route to the biological laboratory.

In the center of the hall facing the security door, the first thing that catches the eye is still the nerve tree immersed in the blue solution in the petri dish. The rigid face belonging to Black A has not changed at all, like a sculpture.

Abathur stood in front of the console behind the petri dish, browsing a set of experimental data on the computer screen... To be precise, it was Valentine who was browsing, and Abathur's role tended to be a bystander.

If the object of his allegiance is the Queen of Blades, there is basically no communication barrier. But if it is Tang Fang, it must be sorted out and translated through Valentine or Emma's channels, so that the experimental results can be explained more intuitively.

Tang Fang walked to the console and stood still, only to find that Bulwell Arnold was not there.

Abathur didn't speak, and it was Valentine who spoke: "Your guess is correct, the nerve tree of Black A is very different from the nerve tree that Bulwell Arnold is hiding in."

He couldn't help rolling his eyes, thinking that this is nonsense, as long as anyone with normal eyesight can see that the black A nerve tree is very different from the nerve tree that Bullwell? Arnold is hiding with StarCraft with him.

Also... "Black A neural tree" has several meanings. The old man is becoming more and more lazy now, without the rigor and seriousness of the past, and the experimental number is no longer applicable, and he is directly named after the words "Black A Neural Tree".

"Walao, I think you should focus on the point." Seeing that Valentine worked overtime to carry out experiments, and his eyes were full of thick bags, he suppressed his impatience and made his tone sound more gentle.

"Well, let's put it this way, the nerve tree of Black A has completely different functions from the nerve tree hidden by Bulwell Arnold. The nerve tree hidden by the Ninth Director is the command center of the hybrid battleship, and it can be executed as a space shuttle at critical moments Escape plan. The black A nerve tree is different, it cannot be used as a space shuttle to execute an escape plan, and it is only a command relay system for the mothership platform, not the source of commands.”

Tang Fang was confused by his words, and asked in puzzlement, "Isn't the black A nerve tree the source of the command?"

"Yes, if my deduction with Abathur is correct, the Black A neural tree should exist as the clone of the chairman."

Tang Fang's eyes widened, shocked by the information he just heard: "What did you say? Black A is the director's avatar?" Although things related to phagosomes most likely have weird labels, but This is the first time I have seen the phenomenon of "separation".

Thinking of Nova's avatar skill in the newly expanded cooperation mode elements of the system, it seems to further confirm the correctness of Abathur and Valentine's guess.

At this moment, Abathur's long and slender fingers pressed the buttons on the console, and the data on the big screen disappeared, replaced by a magnified image similar to biological cells.

Valentine explained: "You once said that the chairman used technical means to shatter Black A's memory... That's not the only change, the most important thing is that Black A's intracranial cells were infiltrated by a fluid biomass, thus becoming a a signal carrier."

"In the study of the neural tree where Bulwell Arnold was hiding, it was found that director-level characters can use the battleship-level hybrid battleship neural tree to communicate with the mind wave transmission network and take StarCraft with them. Now on the black A neural tree... …The thought wave transmission network + fluid biomass + puppet brain cells constitute a remote control system, which is used to respond to instructions from specific external objects and make appropriate actions.”

"In simple terms, the mothership platform is equivalent to a drone combat unit for hybrid asteroids."

Tang Fang rolled his eyes again. He really couldn't understand the way of thinking of scientists. Why did something so simple become so complicated when it came to their mouths. He directly said that the mothership platform is a drone mixed with asteroids, so he has to make a long speech, show off his profound knowledge, and then describe it with easy-to-understand examples.

To put it bluntly, this is called enhancing persuasion, but to put it bluntly, it is to pretend to be Boi.

Valentine didn't see his expression, and naturally he didn't know how he slandered himself in his heart, and continued to explain: "I don't know whether Mr. Chairman did this to humiliate those in the Anubis Legion, or whether the scientific and technological personnel cannot Perfectly leading the evolution of V-00 phagosomes, that's why they had to use the method of "curve to save the country" to implant the human body into the neural tree, and use the command relay station for remote control, instead of cultivating new types that can directly respond to the transmission of thought waves A neural tree composed entirely of phagosomal matter for network-encrypted signals."

Tang Fang said: "I think the possibility of the latter is relatively high. It is like the record of the origin of N1 chromatin in Bulwell Arnold's memory. It is because 'Cain' went berserk after the blue revolution, and the highest The technical staff of the Security Council found a special genetic material in its body, extracted and cultivated it, and developed an important accessory of the neural tree --- N1 chromatin."

"Although we don't know much information about 'Cain'. But it is not difficult to imagine that the relationship between the Supreme Security Council and it is somewhat similar to the relationship between humans and the remains of Epsilon. Through reverse engineering, many sciences that are beneficial to the development of civilization can be unearthed Technology. Of course, it is undeniable that the Supreme Security Council has higher efficiency and better results in the development and utilization of 'Cain' than human development and utilization of the remains of Epsilon."

Valentine nodded, agreeing with his deduction that he carried StarCraft with him.

Tang Fang looked back at the black A nerve tree in the petri dish, and said, "It's just... I can't figure out why it, as the clone of Mr. Chairman, got out of control and underwent reverse evolution."

Valentine said: "We haven't found definite evidence for this issue, but inferring from the data collected during the experiment, there may be two major factors. One; the energy nova of the Sarnaga keystone spread to the mothership platform, which has a great impact on V The key components of the -00-type phagosome caused a serious impact, causing the command system to collapse. 2. Black A's body was cultivated by the human body strengthening system organized by the agent, which is different from ordinary people's physical fitness. After the phagosome material was weakened by the energy nova, there was a rejection reaction. This then leads to the independent intelligence generated by the consciousness puppet of Black A, thus starting the process of reverse transformation, in order to seek self-salvation."

"You have to know that he is not a human being now, but a part of the nerve tree, that's why the grand scene on the ground of Star Tanda happened."

Tang Fang blinked and took a while to react.

Valentine made the usual mistakes of scientists again. The whole inference is simply that the Nova Purification of the Sarnaga Keystone allowed Black A to get rid of the chairman’s remote control and give birth to independent intelligence, trying to be transformed by the V-00 phagosome Become a type IV phagosomal polymer, and finally escape from Tanda Star and gain freedom.

Of course, after being separated from the chairman's remote control, will the black A nerve tree restore its memory, and identify itself as an abyss knight, or the guard of Prince Alsace Britannia, or become a devourer with higher intelligence? It is a body creature, and cannot be confirmed. After all, its body has been corrupted by the void, the evolution process was forced to stop, and the nerve tree fell into a long-term dormancy.

"Poor guy..." Tang Fang turned sideways, glanced across the laboratory hall, and asked the next question: "Is that all?" He was referring to the research results of Valentine and Abathur.

The above conversations are just an explanation of the state of Black A's phagosome from a partial biological point of view. They are of some value, but they are not precious, and cannot bring him intuitive benefits. Click here to read the latest chapter of "Take the StarCraft Claw Machine Bookstore with you" for free for the first time.