End of Mystery

The real concept of the Singularity, and…

...the world's deception?

Xiao Qi sat quietly, watching the two people slowly disappear into the high-speed train, slightly concentrating, without saying a word.

The biggest figures in these two most mysterious organizations came to the high column where they were, just to warn themselves and then leave?

Now, Gao Lie is rumbling under his feet, still running in the deep flesh and blood. If Xiao Xiao is willing, this Gao Lie can reach Heirang City in an instant. In fact, this Gao Lie should not have a concept of time. He should have arrived at Heimen City at the moment of leaving Anxi City. It was just that these two mysterious and powerful guys entered Gaolie, which prolonged the process. Now that they have left, Xiao Qi can make Gaolie reach Heimen City immediately. Gate City, but subconsciously slowed down.

Thinking about the words of those two people, he slowly spread his palms, downloaded the mail tray in Mr. An's memory, and lay quietly in his palms.

These two people didn't force themselves to do anything, they just reminded them vaguely, and even promised to save a seat for themselves or something.

It seems that because they are convinced that they have read Mr. An's memory, they will automatically abandon Noah's plan and join their camp?

This certainty made Xiao Xiao hesitate a little, with a vague worry in his heart.

It's as if when I was very happy, someone brought a post tray and said that after you read the contents, you must be unhappy.

No matter what it is, it's somewhat repulsive.

It's just that I have to watch it...

Xiao Qi exhaled helplessly and slowed down Gao Lie's speed. He really needed to see the memory left by Mr. An.

Moreover, he really planned to watch this before returning to Black Gate City as those two people said.

"Ruan Ruan, lend me your computer."

Sitting in the empty carriage, Xiao Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly to the obedient girl next to him.

"ah?"

Soft and panicked, and somewhat reluctant, but Xiao Qi's solemn expression seemed to indicate that this matter was very important, and it was not easy for her to refuse.

I could only hand it over sullenly, and said cautiously: "Use it as you like, but don't rummage around..."

"Guaranteed not to overturn..."

Xiao Qi readily agreed, while thinking strangely in his heart: "What's so good about the little girl's computer?"

"An old dog who has been single for decades has more treasures in his computer."

"The longer you are single, the more precious your computer is!"

"..."

After taking the pink computer, Xiao Qi took a deep breath and inserted the mail tray into the computer.

After contemplating for a long time, he pressed the Enter key.

The next moment, Mr. An's memory began to play in this computer.

Xiao Qi can use any method to read this memory. It can be viewed as a first-person video and played on the computer screen, or it can be converted into a piece of text. He can use the ability of the seer to let himself have access to his memory , observing as a bystander, can also be directly substituted into his memory.

From the time Mr. An opened his eyes and saw the world for the first time, this memory recorded everything about him.

Whether it's his growth, his understanding of the world when he was a child, the process of babbling, and all kinds of ignorant and ashamed things.

For example, when I was a child, I peeked at the aunt next door to take a shower, for example, when I was in elementary school, I peed in other people's cups, for example, when I was a teenager, I rewarded myself with different patterns every day.

Xiao Xiao could even see who was thinking in his mind when he was rewarding himself...

... Mr. An is very affectionate. When he was seven years old, he peeked at the aunt next door, and when he was seventeen, he still thought about her.

At the same time, this also sounded the alarm for Xiao Qi.

This kind of thing is too important, if you encounter someone with similar abilities in the future, you should be careful.

Memory is the most intimate thing of a person, it records everything that a person is most ignorant and ashamed of, once you see it, it will really kill you.

Xiao Xiao even reckoned that once all the memories were exposed, probably more than half of the people in this world would not want to live immediately.

Although he wanted to read more, Xiao Qi saved time, so he started to skip quickly, browsing at ten times, twenty times, hundred times, and thousand times the speed. Later, in order to switch to useful places faster, he already With a speed of nearly ten thousand times, I scanned all kinds of messy images flashing on the screen...

Mr. An was not born rich. When he was a child, his family could only live in a narrow house without running water or flush toilets. However, his youth and middle age coincided with the years when the world was developing rapidly. The technology of the whole world was developing rapidly. Supplies have also become extremely abundant, so with this era, Mr. An still used the flush toilet as he wished, and moved into a new-age centralized living area with a small space but a very reasonable layout, running water and fast food delivery systems.

It seems that some childhood wishes can be easily realized with the pace of the times, but Mr. An still feels that he is poor.

why?

Mr. An is also thinking that he lives a life that he can easily live every day, which is much better than when he was a child. Especially, he heard that his parents, grandparents, and even had enough to eat Compared with the life they used to live when they were young, the life they are living now should be like a life in heaven.

Why do I still feel poor?

Soon, Mr. An figured it out, probably, his own poverty is a kind of poverty in dignity?

Sometimes, poverty is not an objective thing. It doesn't reflect whether you can eat enough or whether you are tired every day.

It is more specifically reflected in the right to choose a spouse and the right to choose.

Therefore, no matter how the world develops, poverty will definitely exist.

Because of this, Mr. An, who has always been in poverty, has always had a dream of struggle in his heart.

He has worked as a delivery man, a small stall, and a worker, but none of these could get him out of his poverty. Therefore, when he was twenty-six years old, he met a man who he saw at the time. A great opportunity came, and I decided to seize this opportunity to really free myself from a life of poverty...

It was a recruitment profile for drug testers from the Black Forest.

In the era when Mr. An grew up, everything related to the Black Forest contained endless business opportunities and a status that people looked up to.

Even if it is just a drug tester, it also represents a rich reward.

So, Mr. An, who is strong and strong, went to sign up. After a series of complicated tests and physical examinations, he entered the secret laboratory as he wished.

For the rest of his life, Mr. An didn't know whether that choice was his luck or misfortune.

In this laboratory, there are many young and strong young men like Mr. An, as well as many women and medical staff.

The process of their drug testing is also varied.

At first, after swallowing a certain kind of pill, feedback whether you will feel dizzy, whether you will feel fatigued, etc.

Later, Mr. An's physical indicators have always been satisfactory, so he was screened up layer by layer, and came to the bottom floor of the laboratory.

The remuneration here is extremely generous, making Mr. An feel that as long as he survives this month, he can squeeze into the upper class.

But here, the process of their drug testing also began to look weird.

What they were facing was a weird injection. After the staff in white protective clothing carefully pushed the tiny dose into their bodies, they began to be tied with strong restraint belts. Then various instruments were connected to his body, and everything about him was monitored precisely and rigorously.

Mr. An has seen many people like himself who died of convulsions or yelled in fear after being exposed to this drug.

But he was lucky, survived the first hurdle, and then began to accept various tests.

Strangely enough, the tests were incomprehensible, for example, asking him to lift a 1,000-kilo barbell.

For example, a playing card is facing away from him, but he is asked to tell the suit and number.

For example, let Mr. An enter an empty warehouse and order them to hide within 30 seconds. After 30 seconds, a group of people will come in to find him.

Once found, they will be hehehe...

...The damn warehouse is empty, there are only a few tattered boxes and overturned cabinets in total, how to hide?

...

In the face of these unreasonable tests, Mr. An didn't understand at first, because he suffered a lot because he didn't meet the standards, but also because although he didn't complete the test, his body didn't have any major problems, so he was granted further examination. testing, and the chance of being injected with a larger dose of the drug...

After going through three links in a row, Mr. An was in a state of being unable to understand why this kind of test was conducted.

Until, after the fourth drug trial started, he suddenly discovered to his surprise that he really seemed to have developed some incomprehensible abilities.

During that time, his mental state was probably a little bad because he had tried too many medicines. He was muddled every day, unresponsive to everything around him, and often forgot where he was. Even the medical staff had people talking about it. , I have been abolished, ready to be transported back to the ground, but at this time, some unreasonable phenomena appeared on Mr. An, for example, he always began to lose himself, because he forgot where he was, So he just sat in the lobby all morning.

But it was only when the number of people was counted afterwards that the nurse found him, and no one realized that he stayed there all morning.

Mr. An seems to have the ability to blend in with the surrounding environment.

The side effect is that I often forget myself, my identity, and what I just wanted to do.

This discovery made the whole laboratory excited.

They increased Mr. An's contract, moved him deeper underground, and had more medical staff and better medical and material conditions than before. Of course, there were also many more armed guards around. In addition, a special experiment leader began to be established to communicate with Mr. An.

"You have a characteristic that has not been discovered before. This is a very precious thing."

The person in charge of the experiment said to Mr. An: "As long as you can cooperate with us to complete the experiment, then you will have a flat in the city center!"

Mr. An is very happy.

He didn't read much when he was a child, so he didn't understand what this meant at first.

It's just that he cooperated more, and he gradually understood:

This group of people seemed to be trying to amplify their ability to blend in with the surroundings by adjusting the doses of different medicines, but at the same time suppressed the side effects of being prone to forgetting themselves. Do they want to turn themselves into a superman who can blend into the surrounding environment at any time without being discovered by others?

So amazing...

If I had this ability, wouldn't it be possible to hide in the bathroom and peek at the aunt next door openly...

... cleaning the bathtub?

Mr. An obviously felt that all these behaviors had exceeded his cognition of real things, but because he had participated in the drug testing for a while, he was mentally prepared, and the conditions here were too good, so he could His own promise was also very attractive, so he persevered, little by little, during which he also saw from time to time that even in the current laboratory, there are often people who are crazy and generous, or because of their spirit. confused, and was transported to nowhere.

Occasionally, he even saw a person locked in an iron cage, whose body suddenly melted and turned into a pile of flesh and blood.

why?

He is already familiar with the person in charge of the laboratory, and he occasionally asks such questions.

Everything in the laboratory is undoubtedly kept confidential, but because the time spent together is too long, or maybe it is to let the experimental subject, or the drug tester, understand the principle and help the experiment, so the person in charge also once He smiled and explained to him: "The body resonates. The human body needs to follow the laws of reality, but the spiritual power does not need it, and some special spiritual power can resonate with one's body, so that one's body can also have a short-term detachment. Realistic ability..."

In fact, Mr. An has no idea what the hell this is.

But he understands that now as he participates in more experiments and receives more injections, his experiments are becoming successful.

He is now able to enter an empty warehouse, surrounded by a group of soldiers with live ammunition and even wearing infrared glasses, and secretly take away the apples protected by them. Standing in front of these people, they see I didn't see myself, and I didn't forget my mission even when I got together.

"Your potential is great."

Even the person in charge said excitedly to Mr. An: "You have a matching rate of more than 70% of the traits of your mother, and you are already a Class 2 high-quality drug tester."

Mr. An was puzzled, and said, "Is there anything better?"

"certainly."

The person in charge said with a smile: "There are also Level 1 high-quality drug testers. Their matching rate can reach 90%, but that is rare."

Mr. An imagined whether those people could earn more money for him, and couldn't help asking:

"What about 100%?"

"..."

"nonexistent."

The person in charge said with a smile: "Only in theory, but in reality it is impossible to find."

"Besides, this legendary zero-level drug tester can't be detected, so he can only make a gambling attempt."

"If you fail, you will have a mental breakdown, which is terrible."

"..."

Mr. An couldn't imagine what it would be like. He only thought about the big house, so he subconsciously asked a question: "What if it succeeds?"

"If it succeeds..."

Even the person in charge was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said with a wry smile, "I don't know."

...

After all, he is just an experimental subject, Mr. An has no right to ask too many questions, and he is not very interested.

He only knew that the experiment he cooperated with was getting closer and closer to success, and this seemed inevitable. With the continuous adjustment of the dose of medicine, he would be able to reach a perfect state sooner or later, but he didn't expect that What's more, at this moment when he was closest to success, the progress of his own drug testing unexpectedly slowed down.

What are you waiting for?

I still want to leave here quickly and live in a big house in the city center...

But in the face of Mr. An's complaints, the person in charge was also very disappointed: "I am more anxious than you, but now there is something wrong with the collection of the mother body."

"If the raw materials are not enough, there will be less allocated to us."

"However, you don't have to worry, the people above are trying to find a way to increase the amount of collection..."

"There should be results soon."

"..."

Mr. An has been waiting like this, but he didn't expect to wait for more than two months.

The waiting time has even exceeded the time he came to test the medicine. Facing this kind of life like being in prison, he became more and more irritable. He urged him several times, but the person in charge was even more irritable than him. He only said It's because the higher-ups have been trying to find a way, but he hasn't gotten the injection for nearly two months.

But he still reassured Mr. An, saying that the higher-ups had proposed several new plans, and they would come soon.

The change of things happened at midnight without warning. Mr. An, who had already fallen asleep, woke up suddenly, and then felt pain all over his body. He felt that there were countless bugs crawling and tearing himself apart in his body. His internal organs, even in front of his eyes, hallucinations began to appear scene after scene, some pictures that did not belong to his field of vision, switched from time to time, occupying all his perception, countless strange voices, crazily drilled into his ears ...

Could it be that all the consequences since I tested the medicine broke out all at once?

Those things that don't belong to me have entered my body, and they have been dormant before, giving me the illusion that they will be very stable.

But now, they are starting to make trouble, when it's time to pay the price?

Mr. An was thinking about all this painfully, and the nurse and doctor who found out that there was a problem with his indicator hurried over and tried every means to help him stabilize, but the hallucinations and illusory voices in front of Mr. An's eyes still kept coming. The appearance of the scene became more and more aggravated, which actually made him see another weird perspective.

He "sees" that he is being hung in the middle of a huge pool of blood, and the churning blood below reflects his current appearance.

He saw a huge instrument, connected to countless tubes, connected to various parts of "his" body, among which, the largest tube was connected to the back of his head, where the bones seemed to have been removed, The soft brain was exposed, and this tube was embedded there like an interface, and some things were extracted from his body from time to time. These liquids were injected into a row of In a row of test tubes.

Mr. An looked at the familiar test tube and suddenly understood what it was.

This is responsible for the "matrix" of the population.

The potions I used to test before were all made from some things extracted from her body.

But why can I see her?

When he was curious, Mr. An suddenly understood the conversations of some people next to him. Someone was wearing a neat suit and looked indifferently at himself who was suspended in mid-air at this time: "There are at least a dozen experimental projects. Due to the insufficient supply of the mother body, it led to stagnation, and even unnecessary failure..."

"So, we must find a way to increase her production supply."

"This is why I came here to supervise myself!"

"..."

The white-haired old man next to him looked worriedly at the woman hanging in mid-air: "Painful..."

"Now it is determined that the method that can effectively stimulate her to increase production and supply, and even increase various traits, is pain."

"Not only the physical pain, but also the mental..."

"All kinds of pain can stimulate her, supply enough raw materials, and can also increase the power of some characteristics..."

"..."

The man in a suit shouted coldly: "Since you know it, why don't you do it?"

"But……"

The white-haired old man was struggling and hesitating: "But after so many years of experiments, she is already very fragile..."

"Now she..."

"..."

"Look around you!"

The man in the suit shouted loudly: "Have you not seen the changes in this world?"

"The influence of the Black Forest has begun to spread throughout the world. This world is undergoing unprecedented iterations, and all of this is driven by the Black Forest. We have brought power that they cannot imagine to this world. We are realizing our The upgrade of this world, and you, are you still hesitating?"

"..."

"upgrade……"

The white-haired old man's lips were trembling, and there seemed to be a trace of remorse and remorse in his eyes:

"Yes, this world is upgrading..."

"However, the upgrade of our world is based on the pain of a woman..."

"..."

But undoubtedly, his hesitation will not help.

"Now, we have obtained enough products, and the expert group has conducted multiple tests and discussions. Her potential is almost exhausted."

The man in the suit said coldly: "Now, just let her supply enough things."

"You just need to help us complete the last batch of projects, then you can make her end her pain."

"As for now..."

"..."

The voice of the man in the suit is unquestionable: "I need you to get all the stock solution we need at any cost!"

"Is it painful?"

"That's good, what pain can a madman feel?"

This paragraph is a bit difficult to write, it is a topic, so I have to think about it.