Chapter 571 37 My Brain Is Expensive because It Is Brand New! Now I Want to Give It to You!

Chapter 571 37. My brain is expensive because it is brand new! Now I want to give it to you!

"It's right here!"

In an inconspicuous underground warehouse of Wayne Group in Gotham City, Cyborg, who had just completed the fourth exterior renovation, pointed to a running data server and explained to the people around him:

"I have been tracking this special signal for some time. Through continuous analysis, I have figured out its deep logic. It is like a 'ghost' hidden in the data network, constantly transferring in large data bodies around the world.

It will copy the operating mode of these data bodies but will not interfere with their operation mode, just like a... well, a curious 'observer'."

The cyborg organized the language and continued:

"It is very interested in all technological advances at the mechanical and data levels. The place it likes to stay most is the main server of Star Laboratory, followed by the server of Brother's Eye."

"Wait! You haven't told me what this server is for yet?"

V's long-legged girlfriend Panam interrupted Cyborg's description.

She looked around curiously at the server room that was running automatically without a host, and could see several Wayne Group's automatic robots maintaining this precision place.

The powerful sniper mercenary asked:

"This place looks full of some kind of cold surveillance color, and the name, Brother's Eye. Tsk, it feels weird."

"This is the server of the tracking program that Batman uses to monitor the world."

Cyborg glanced at Mason, and explained to these friends from another world as the latter nodded:

"Before the Justice League was established, Brother's Eye was already in operation, and after the Justice League was established, Batman gave it to me to manage.

Although it is indeed a secret surveillance, it is not for evil purposes.

It is just to better maintain the order of the whole world, and to detect unstable factors in advance and control them."

"The reason why Batman can prepare for everything in advance is not just because he doesn't believe in it at all. Others, brothers. "

Mason pushed his glasses and said:

"No matter how powerful a person is, he must make decisions and respond correctly based on sufficient information. The super villains in this world all say that Batman's eyes are on them.

This is not a cliché joke, nor is it just to show Batman's deterrence to them.

This is just the truth.

Most of the criminal actions in this world have been noticed by the master at the beginning, and those super villains who think they are stealthy will never think that their mobile phones, computers and data products have been implanted with the monitoring program of Brother's Eye before they get them. "

"Well, the person who said it is creepy. "

Old Morgan said uncomfortably with a cigar in his mouth:

"Although we know that Batman is on our side, his methods are really not like those of a decent person. A gentleman's behavior."

"But you have to admit that this method is indeed very useful."

Auntie Rogge looked at the Brother's Eye computer room in front of her with an appreciative look, and then complained:

"But I still can't understand why that man has such means and can defeat powerful invaders but can't always deal with a small Gotham?"

"I guess it's the fun in his spare time?"

V crossed his arms and said maliciously:

"Just like there are cameras everywhere in Night City, but it still can't stop the cyber lunatics from causing trouble everywhere, in those days, every time I killed a cyber psychopath, I would receive praise from the middleman.

I thought they were satisfied with my skills, until later I knew that the video of my fight with the cyber lunatic could bring them more benefits and reputation. A truth.

Once there is no evil, justice is not as beautiful as it seems. ”

“No!”

Barbara, who was sitting on the Mobius chair, retorted:

“Batman is not that kind of person. He will not indulge bad things just to promote justice. In fact, he has never considered himself a superhero, so he is not opposed to using these villains.

But Gotham.

How to say it, this damn place is a born bad place.

Without Batman, it will only get worse. Look at New York next door, which is a vivid example. The number of crimes and innocent people who die from crimes every year is several times that of Gotham!

You only see the bad side, but you don’t see the master’s dedication to this city. ”

“Ahem, how long are you going to discuss this kind of boring thing? "

Bartmos's voice interrupted these guys' various discussions about Batman's behavior. With the help of Cyborg, the hacker god has used the remaining signals in the Amojo mechanical body and the Metal Spirit signals here to complete the resonance and parallel connection.

While typing the input command on the device connected in front of him with his ten fingers flying, he said to others:

"Hurry up and open the data connector to prepare to upload biological consciousness. Mason, take the Mewtwo device, Barbara activates the information network of the Mobius chair as an intermediary.

We have to enter the data world and open the door to the Metal Spirit Kingdom from there. "

"Wait a minute. "

Mason gestured and said:

"I'll find a backup to help us guard the safe exit channel. If such a powerful mechanical consciousness as the Golden Amojo can be trapped in the Metal Spirit Kingdom, then we must be fully prepared before entering it. "

"Who are you looking for?"

V said curiously:

"Bartmoss is already here and I don't think anyone can top him in this area."

"It's me Mason's looking for."

A voice full of mechanical coldness appeared in the machine room accompanied by blue space power tearing apart. Everyone turned around and saw Perfect Ultron arriving here wrapped in a red cloak.

This guy is not much different from before.

Only this time he appeared with a can in his hand that looked like a coffee cup, and a straw in his mouth.

"You have a drink too?"

Barbara exclaimed, and then heard Mason say quietly:

"Your eye prosthesis needs to be upgraded, sister. It is crude oil mixed with special raw materials. It comes from the oil fields in the Caucasus Mountains. It is of very high quality and tastes as smooth as hot chocolate.

Well, don’t ask me how I know that.

I also learned that adding a fifth of fighter antifreeze and half a lemon would simulate the taste of vodka.

If you like a longer aftertaste, it is recommended to try a one-third ratio of 81% disinfectant water to iodine solution. It is best to add an ice cube to make the taste more like rum. "

"Interesting recipe, I'll try it soon."

The perfect Ultron, who imitated other people's lives and tried to create hobbies and fun for himself, shined before his eyes.

My eyes are really shining.

It approached the data desk where Bartmos was, stretched out its left hand and popped out a snake-like mechanical tentacle to connect to the host server, and then looked up and down at the body of the Yamodra that Bartmos was controlling at this time.

After a few seconds, it said businesslikely:

"Mason described your action plan to me this time. I was also interested in exploring the Machinery Kingdom, but Frog Tu told me that the plane was not born long enough to withstand the pressure brought about by Brainiac and I entering at the same time.

Therefore, I will stay here to help you guard the return network. Once you encounter danger, you will immediately escape the data. I will take you back to the real world. "

"This arrangement is perfect!"

V gave Mason a thumbs up, and then started the consciousness upload. However, Mason then exchanged glances with Perfect Ultron, who nodded inaudibly.

Apparently, there were other unknown agreements between these two guys.

The members of the Afterlife Team quickly completed the uploading of their consciousness. Mason found a comfortable place to lie down and put on the Mewtwo Device. After the network channel of the Mobius Chair stabilized, a white light appeared in front of his eyes and sent his consciousness into the data. world.

After a few seconds, the entire computer room fell silent.

Only Perfect Ultron was left, and he took out ice cubes and lemons from his mechanical body storage compartment and planned to try the damn crude oil drink recipe that Mason had just given.

"I can hear Brainiac roaring and wailing."

The Mobius chair carrying the unconscious Barbara suddenly spoke to Perfect Ultron:

"How does it feel to imprison your own Creator? Does it make you feel accomplished?"

"It's just good protection."

Ultron shrugged very humanely, and said while cutting the lemon with the laser:

"Keeping Boo in my core is best for him and all the world, but I will not imprison him forever, and I will set him free after Mason's grand plan is completed.

In a new world where there will be no crisis, he is also qualified to enjoy a new life. "

"Are you so sure that Mason will succeed?"

The Mobius Chair asks:

"No matter what variables I add, no matter what mathematical model I use for deduction, in my opinion, the probability that Mason will reach the end will not exceed 20%."

"No, that's not the case, Mobius."

Ultron shook his head and said:

“If I had to sum up my feelings about the time I was given freedom, I would tell you that probability is a joke in the real world.

There are only two outcomes for one thing, success and failure, and there are only two options for one thing, do it or not do it, so in my opinion, this is a 50-50 decision.

Stop using cold probabilities to analyze the world in front of you, my friend, that will make you lose a lot of fun. Well, it woke up. "

The next moment, Ultron and Moubis Chair simultaneously noticed the golden sub-mojo who was slowly getting up.

The restraint program that Bartmos left in its mechanical body was being quickly copied, and as the Kingdom of Metal Spirits was opened, the mechanical consciousness imprisoned in it finally returned to its own body.

"Ah! Rivers of blood!"

It shouted:

"The universe is destined to perish. All existence is meaningless. Let me give you a merciful relief. Bang"

Before it could finish shouting, a coffee cup filled with crude oil hit it on the head.

Perfect Ultron moved his fingers, stretching them forward like a boxer, doing a warm-up motion.

The five fingers of the silver-gray mechanical life's left hand were clasped, and in the crimson stream of light, a mechanical dragon gun with an exaggerated shape and full of destructive power jumped into his hand.

"Little brother, where do you want to go?"

Perfect Ultron said to Yamo Zhuo, who had begun to transform his body and assemble weapons:

"Mason's second request to me is to prevent this crazy guy like you from wandering around. In addition, the Ultimate K Team also needs a little brother who can serve tea and water.

Then I unilaterally announce that the ultimate team K team test will begin now! "

——

"Stop it! Don't let it escape!"

In the data world, just as Bartmos tracked the data signal to open the webway to the Metal Spirit Kingdom, a violent data consciousness rushed and knocked down everyone in front of him and went out in multiple ways.

The guy laughed and disappeared at the end of the data world like a madman. Barbara was about to throw out a remote cracking program, but was suppressed by Mason.

"Let it run."

The captain said casually:

"This reaction is also within my expectations. Perfect Ultron will deal with it."

"You have been prepared for it."

V, who perfectly simulated his body in the data world, exclaimed:

"I said why you still need such a big guy to escort us."

"Amozhu is a very dangerous guy. The master regards it as the final solution but cannot trust it. If Batman is so vigilant, then I have enough reason to be vigilant about its misbehavior."

Mason shook his head and said:

"This is not something particularly difficult to guess. A guy who has been trapped in a special plane for many years sees freedom. It's easy to guess what the first reaction is.

Never mind.

Let's move on. Can we enter the realm of the Metal Spirit through this door? "

"Yes, although its energy readings are strange and different from any data encoding form I know, I can be sure that this door leads to a strange space."

Batemos looked at the black and white door in front of him, which was composed of countless pixels that were constantly dissipating and reappearing. He took a deep breath in this data world and said:

"It is welcoming us. At least it doesn't resist our entry."

"I don't feel it welcoming."

Old Morgan made a gesture, and everyone in the afterlife team was ready for battle.

Mason and Barbara also drew their weapons in this virtual world, and Batmos was the first to step into it with an eagerness and expectation that did not belong to the rational data life.

The moment his figure was swallowed up, others followed closely.

Just like the feeling of passing through the door of the world, Mason felt that he was down to earth again in the slight vibration, and after opening his eyes, what came into view was a space composed entirely of metallic pixels.

He blinked and projected a body of water in front of him to form a mirror.

As expected, his own projection in the mirror also showed the characteristics of a combination of pixels.

"Well, I've become Steve Cooper. Should I go and pull trees with my bare hands now?"

Mason touched his face, which was made entirely of blocks, and while complaining, he released the drone in his bag to observe outside, while amplifying his Isu senses.

"Here! Come this way!"

He quickly caught the voice of Batmos, and used the water body to transform and rushed in that direction.

In this pixel plane, Mason felt that all his abilities were completely copied, and there was almost no difference from the material world except that he was a pixel man.

"What's wrong with you?"

He quickly found Batmos, the god of data, who was lying on the ground and struggling to get up as if he had a serious illness. Facing Mason's question, the embarrassed Batmos raised his head, and the face made of pixels was full of excitement.

He shouted:

"Haven't you noticed yet? We have regained our physical form here! Perfect physical form! Help me, I haven't walked on my own legs for many years.

This feeling of walking on my own instincts instead of relying on data programs is strange and weird, I even feel my penis again."

"I know you are excited to grow your little hooks again, but please don't say such 18+ words."

Mason pulled him up and pointed to the strange pixel mountains in front of him and asked:

"What's going on with this place? Why do I feel this terrain is so familiar?"

"Because this is Gotham!"

The God of Data explained while experiencing the feeling of walking on his legs:

"It is simulating the external environment, no, it's not accurate to say that, it is evolving! It is using the material world as a model to shape the reality of this plane.

My guess is correct, Mason!

The Metal Spirit is alive!

But it's like a giant without a brain that can only grow instinctively. Let's go, I'm going to give our brains to it, and then call for the advent of the Mechanical Kingdom!"