last reservoir

into the next room.Lying on the bed there was a motionless Joseph A. Dulcelle. It was a body with only a body and no soul. It was quietly waiting for the original version to digitize its own brain thinking and copy and paste it intact. past.It has to be said that this was a great moment, and Dr. Bernard's heart almost jumped out of his chest.

At this time, the person on the bed spoke again, "Don't be nervous, this is not the first time for you, right? Do you remember when was the last time?"

The last time Bernard was an intern student, he followed his teacher and witnessed the most remarkable scene in the history of human medicine. After a short period of digital processing, the brain thinking entered another human body and combined with new brain cells.The first body was euthanized by the court as a hopeless vegetable.Over the years he kept thinking about that scene, asking himself if it counted as murder.This kind of high-tech crime is shameful. His teacher kept it a secret. As a top-notch master of brain science, he played the role of the most unpopular general practitioner until his death.Bernard really doesn't know what he's planning?image name?Don't even dare to publish the results, for profit?He didn't dare to accept the money.

Thinking of this, Bernard felt very resentful, why he saw such an inappropriate plot when he was still a student, and had to follow this thief ship.

"Can you guarantee that my new body is cancer-free?" Dulceller continued to ask.

"It's a genetic defect," Dr. Bernard replied, and he reached out to wipe the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, "We have already corrected it in the body, of course...whether it develops or not is a probability... "

Well, the big deal is that the next time you get sick, there will be another one. Dulcelle pouted, "It's better to recover quickly. I will organize an important meeting for the company's research team in ten days. Bernard, I think Ask, what will you do to the current me after ensuring that all my brain and thinking are transferred?"

What, what else, of course, is to destroy the corpse.Doctor Bernard answered silently in his heart, not daring to speak out.He motioned for Dulcele to lie down, and silently pushed a tube of sedative into the vein of the president of the world's largest company.

When Ling Yuge walked into the company gate, he saw Mrs. Olsen at the front desk. Here she had turned into a professional woman of normal height, wearing straight high heels, and the top of her head reached about the tip of his nose.Ling Yuge silently gestured at the other person's height, said good morning and planned to go to the office.

"Mr. Ling," who knew that Mrs. Olsen stopped him, "Mr. Jane asked you to go to his office." She paused, as if she had received some instruction, "The real body, not the image!"

These days, it's not common for colleagues to use their real bodies in the office. Ling Yuge promised while walking to Jian Ling's office according to the sign.

Probably the automatic identification system on the door worked, and Ling Yuge was invited in before he even had time to knock on the door.His half-biological elder brother was standing in front of the desk and looking at him seriously, wearing the perverted robe he had worn on the first day they met.

Mrs. Olsen turned into a three-foot villain and stood on the table, "Mr. Ling, please go to the compartment over there and take off all your clothes. Mr. Jane has applied for a wearable computer for you. Please do it as soon as possible." test."

Mrs. Olsen's expression was set in detail. The smile on her face at the moment is not only polite, but also has a different meaning. It seems that this brotherhood will make her feel very interesting.I don't know what kind of cynical and extraordinary taste the programmers are in. They didn't design the general secretary as a flirtatious woman with big breasts and thin waist like other companies.

She always wears a slightly outdated professional suit, her hair is combed perfectly, and the wrinkles on her face show that if her image is real, she should be 60 or [-] years old.She looks ordinary, and her name is also the most common surname in Northern Europe, Olsen, but there is an indescribable elegance and femininity in her gestures.People who are not professional programmers often wonder what kind of magical skills these programmers are in to write a string of codes into such a lively image.

As the soul of this building, Mrs. Olson is given infinite freedom by the time-sharing system. She can serve any employee at any time and any place, and users will not feel the existence of other users.

Ling Yuge froze for a second, then obediently walked in the direction Mrs. Olsen pointed.He has stayed on the earth for 14 years, and he also knows that this kind of body-worn human-computer interaction computer is the most cutting-edge intelligent computer, but there are very few people using it.Without him, the price is expensive.

When the smooth artificial skin was attached to his body, Ling Yuge really admired this simulation process from the bottom of his heart, and it was perfect. Under the psychological effect, he felt a large amount of data wandering in his bone nerves, impacting His brain made him feel a little dizzy.

"Is this really for me?" The tone was excited.On his sixth birthday, he was also exiled on Mars. Uncle Martin, who pursued his mother, installed a video game console for him. When a small snake composed of grids appeared on the rough LCD screen and began to eat beans and grow bigger , he screamed.

Seeing Ling Yuge's tense muscles trembling slightly, his face was filled with uncontrollable excitement and shock.Jian Ling felt a sincere sense of satisfaction from the bottom of his heart. A father who was so focused on work and always neglected his son suddenly bought a toy that the child had longed for for a long time, and watched his own flesh and blood jumping and jumping happily. , I probably also got spiritual enjoyment.

Jian Ling coughed lightly, "This is the property of the company, and it can only be used under Mrs. Olsen's supervision."

Obviously, Ling Yuge didn't listen to this sentence, but turned on the nearest display screen and connected to the computer on Jian Ling's body.

"So fast!" Ling Yuge called up the internal structure map of the earth, "Are you doing image reconstruction?"

"Yes," Jian Ling replied, and walked to him to look at the screen together. "The neutrino flow ejected by the sun is not uniform, and every picture sent back has a lot of noise and error rings that need to be removed. You have What do you think, can make it more efficient?"

"It can be compared with the internal structure map drawn and reconstructed by seismic waves in the past," Ling Yuge replied without hesitation, "in this way, the grayscale threshold can be determined, otherwise there are so many pictures, no matter how sophisticated a computer is, it can't match the human eye , although this human-computer interaction mode can greatly improve efficiency. But you and I are not enough!"

"I thought about it too." Jian Ling said, "It's a good idea. I'll leave this job to you. I'll see your report in a week."

"One week?" Ling Yuge asked back.

"Too long? The boss will organize a meeting in a few days." Jian Ling had already sat back in his seat, ready to let Ling Yuge leave. "You can directly send me the progress of your daily work."

"Can't you monitor my progress every day?" Ling Yuge asked sarcastically.

"You can also understand it in this way." Jian Ling replied, "The boss is eager to see the result. After all, the sky is turning there, and every minute costs money."

"The boss has... money... people..." Ling Yuge deliberately prolonged his voice, expressing his disdain for such people who are stupid and rich in money.

"Joseph A. Dulcelle is not simply a rich man. He is one of the authors of the theory of inorganic origin of petroleum. He was the second author of the paper that shocked the academic and economic circles at first." Jian Ling He replied coldly, this kid simply doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, he has only been on earth for more than ten years, and Joseph has long since quit the academic circle.

And the first author is Ling Han, and the third author is Jian Yiwen.If the old Mr. Dulceller's health had not deteriorated later, and he had ordered Joseph to leave academia and return home to inherit the industry, the current greedy business tycoon might have been sent to Mars long ago.

Jian Ling once saw a group photo of the three of them on his father's computer.Ling Han is standing on the left, with his left face slightly facing the outside of the camera, with a bright smile.Dulcelle hugged the two of them carelessly, looking like a big brother in the underworld.Jian Yiwen's smile was a little shy.Jian Ling never knew why Joseph was so bitter, mean, and greedy, but his aloof and old-fashioned father never broke up with him. After seeing this photo, he felt a little understanding.

"Don't think that he agreed to your tentative proposal of earthquake oil production because he was so deceived. On the contrary, his sense of smell and nerves are very sensitive in this regard. What you proposed is just what he has been wanting to bring up all these years. But there is no such thing as finding an opportunity.”

Ling Yuge's eyes became sharper, "Then, I have a question to ask. Since the big boss intends to do this, why do Mr. Jian and Mr. Jian insist on opposing it?"

In particular, Mr. Jian, after North Sea Petroleum was forced to go bankrupt, became the biggest winner after Dulceller. stock.Getting promoted, getting rich and killing his wife, middle-aged men have taken advantage of everything.Moreover, for 30 years, he has never reversed the case for seismic oil production, and has always held opposing opinions. What shameful thing has he done to be so guilty?

"You don't know him at all," Jian Ling seemed to have guessed what Ling Yuge was thinking, "It's not out of selfishness to oppose the earthquake."

"Justice?" Ling Yuge continued to sarcastically.

Jian Ling was silent for a while, and looked at the person opposite him and him.