Chapter 409 Cyberpsychosis, Mechanical Ascension

God of Light.

The power of the Dark Prison, saving the steel base comes at a price.

The super-intelligent AI itself is the price, and will become Yang Feng's slave.

"Respected King."

"Please allow me to end this war first."

The God of Light said respectfully, and the optical fiber signal flowed behind him, gradually increasing the power, and mobilizing more mechanical warriors to the battlefield.

7 hours.

The war lasted for 7 hours.

The smoke gradually dissipated, and there were huge pits everywhere on the battlefield. The smell of gunpowder and blood mixed together, so that a large number of mechanical warriors blocked their sense of smell.

Mutated radiation soldiers.

These mutants from Japan, the pus flowing out of their bodies, with a little fluorescent color, turned into radiation particles to pollute the nearby area.

A special device appeared on the battlefield.

They began to collect soil samples around them, and then the pus full of radiation pollution seemed to be ready for recycling and reuse.

Boom boom boom! !

A trance-looking mechanical soldier started his detonation device in the crowd.

The mushroom cloud suddenly rose, and the soldiers around were blown to pieces. The drones suspended in the sky were submerged in the waves of fire, fell to the ground and exploded again.

"The war is over!!"

"Don't activate the self-destruct device again!!"

"The war is over, it's all over, the enemy has been wiped out!!"

Linglong used the maximum power of the loudspeaker to warn the soldiers around, and everyone was already confused...

It was too real.

This is not a game.

Death after death, blood constantly bursting and splashing on the body, and the formation used by Abe Haruaki also made many people experience real horror.

"Bang!!"

Another soldier knelt on the ground helplessly.

It's not that the body has lost power, but that the humans who control them have reached their limits, and their tense spirits and consciousness are close to collapse.

"It's over?"

"It's really over."

"We are all still alive, all alive..."

This soldier forgot how many times he died, maybe 20 times, or maybe 50 times.

He has a mental problem.

Can't distinguish reality.

Can't distinguish virtuality.

He didn't know if he really existed.

He was not sure whether his life in this war game was real or fake.

His pain nerves were adjusted to the lowest level, and he felt his body being destroyed again and again, and then subconsciously activated the self-destruct system.

Rebirth after rebirth gradually magnified the sense of unreality, and there was no longer the initial pleasure of playing the human world, but a strong self-doubt instead.

"We are just numbers."

"Our lives are worthless."

Some soldiers pounded the ground, crying in their tone, and their red electronic eyes kept flashing.

Dead?

Alive?

Who can be sure... I am not a simulated program?

Who can be sure... I really have a body, a living person? ?

Life is so cheap, maybe I really died last time, and now I just copied a memory.

[Self-doubt]

[Anxiety, irritability, pain]

[Don't believe in reality, think everything around is fake]

Many mechanical warriors who died many times on the battlefield have similar symptoms.

[Cyberpsychosis]

This is a brand new disease.

Since there is no flesh and blood of living things, all consciousness has become a data string, which is transmitted through optical fiber and the Internet.

Many people's consciousness has changed.

Beep.

Beep.

In the underground world of the steel base, the God of Light also feels those abnormal strings, and the returning consciousness is full of destructive desire.

Red alarms keep ringing.

Some fresh brains in the nutrition cabin have entered a state of overheating, and a large number of bubbles have flowed out from the transparent glass.

Blood seeped out.

Those brains began to shrink, while some were close to collapse. After the fever reached the limit, the brain tissue ruptured and the dirty slurry sprayed out.

"Why?"

The God of Light kept adjusting the data and changing the parameters, but still could not save these brains.

[Self-destruction]

Cyberpsychosis will cause these brains to go to the deepest level of self-destruction.

On the other side.

Several special forces teams are particularly conspicuous.

They have experienced a series of killings, not only were they not frightened, but they became more excited.

These warriors are not mechanical soldiers. Each of them has very special abilities. When combined, they increase the efficiency of killing several times.

Blood hunting.

That's right... these teams are the blood hunting teams that were sent out.

The 20-man team is said to have killed tens of thousands of mutants. On the entire battlefield, it is definitely the most impressive record.

The drone is hovering nearby.

The God of Light controls these machines, and beams of blue and red light fall down, scanning the blood hunting team, trying to find some clues and answers.

These flesh-and-blood warriors are simply impossible to be troubled by cyberpsychosis.

They fight more and more bravely, and even more and more excited.

The desire to kill is gradually rising. Whether it is hurting their own bodies or tearing the enemies into pieces, they can bathe in the pleasure of blood.

Why?

Mechanical warriors, why can't they be like the Blood Hunters, resting after the war and returning to normal? ?

Why is the data flow so negative? ?

This is not the first time to fight against the zombie tide. Many similar things have happened before, but self-destruction is just an example, and the scale and scope are far from comparable to this time.

The warnings are getting more and more.

The number of people participating in the battle this time is about 500,000.

Cyberpsychosis seems to be contagious. Starting from the first few brains, it gradually expanded to hundreds, thousands, and now tens of thousands! !

"Start the backup plan."

"Anesthesia refrigeration system."

More bubbles came out of those nutrition cabins, and the frantic big brains were soothed, fell into anesthesia, and slowly fell asleep.

Freeze.

Refrigeration.

The temperature in the nutrition cabin dropped, and some brains infected with cyberpsychosis were temporarily frozen.

The God of Light felt quite overwhelmed.

It felt that those data stream strings did have the effect of infection.

The God of Light was dealing with cyberpsychosis, and he was also affected unconsciously, but fortunately, he was a light-based creature.

The God of Light, who had a special body, could clearly distinguish the difference between virtual and reality, and quickly controlled the abnormal data.

[Establish a database]

[All infected brains are temporarily sealed in a black box]

[Begin to analyze cyberpsychosis data]

The fiber optic wings behind the God of Light flashed with a stronger light, isolating all the mechanical soldiers who had participated in the war.

Ding.

The sound of the door opening came from the direction of the elevator.

Yang Feng and Ying Shuang appeared in the control room of the God of Light.

"God of Light."

"You can't do this."

The mechanical body Ying Shuang showed a strange smile, then walked to the side of the God of Light, sat on the control console and observed the data flow.

"I'll give you a suggestion."

"These brains... can only ascend mechanically!!"