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"Can you put pepper in fried eggs? Adding a drop of vinegar is also good. I saw on the Internet yesterday that adding a drop of vinegar can taste like crabs. Ah, do you like seafood? Come to my house to eat seafood...but you With a wound, wouldn't eating that be too—ouch?"

The moment the man turned around, he was taken aback by the people behind him.

He was still holding a spatula in his hand, looking in surprise at the black-haired young man who appeared behind him at some point. Unexpectedly, after falling, he reached into the man's sweater, touched the shirt, and pulled the shirt out of his pants!

"what happened?"

Enuo quickly calmed down from the initial surprise, and did not stop Fushen, but instead raised his hands to cooperate with him, generously letting him put those slightly cold hands on his waist and lower abdomen——when Fushen God's hand started to move, and Enoch probably felt a little itchy because of him. The corners of his lips curled up and he narrowed his eyes slightly to tease: "It's like this early in the morning, isn't it?"

God Fu paused, raised his head and glanced at him, and then simply lifted his clothes and stuck them around his waist—under the clothes, the evenly distributed and perfect abdominal muscles on the man's lower abdomen were exposed, and when the people in front of him stared at him Looking at his lower abdomen, he thoughtfully pointed to the hair under the navel: "See, this is Qinglong. It is said that a man with this is very capable. You are so teasing me that I am already mentally prepared to-- "

"Why didn't you get hurt?"

"Huh?" The man's smile subsided slightly.

"The car crashed like that, why aren't you injured at all? There's nothing here—" Fushen pointed to his lower abdomen, then grabbed Enoch's hand, and pushed the sleeve to the elbow, "Nor here, either. besides……"

He reached out and wanted to grab Enoch's turtleneck sweater, and wanted to take off his clothes to check carefully, but this time he failed, the man's face changed slightly, and he stretched out his hand to block his hand, and the hands beat together to say " There was a soft bang, and both of them were slightly taken aback.

The moment Fushen raised his head and looked at Enuo, he felt as if he had caught a strange emotion flashing in those dark pupils, but when he wanted to confirm it, he found that the emotion disappeared Now, as if everything was just his illusion, there was still a gentle smile in those eyes at this moment: "What's wrong with you? Why do you suddenly care about whether I'm injured or not?"

"I saw in the news just now that there was a report that there was a car accident not far from where we stayed last night. The car was smashed to pieces and there was no one in it," Fu Shen said incoherently, "I think It turned out that it was your car, of course there was no one in it because we were all here, how could the people inside the car be uninjured?! And you don’t have any wounds on your body—”

"I said there is an airbag," Enoch said with a smile, "you are too nervous, take it easy, under normal circumstances the airbag does ensure the safety of the driver, and you see, not only I was not injured alone, you Didn't you suffer too much injury?"

"But--"

But I am not human! ! ! ! ! !

The test body has rough skin and thick flesh, don't you too? ! ! !

Fushen's words had reached his throat, but he couldn't utter them no matter what, he was afraid that if he said it, Enoch might think him crazy—even though he was really frightened for a moment just now, there was a crazy person I thought that the man in front of me was not a human being but a test subject...

But how is that possible?At this time and this era, it is impossible to have a test body that is so close to human beings. Professor E is the person who created the artificial body.

So Fu Shen fell silent. After the initial impulse passed, he didn't know how to end it. He couldn't get a satisfactory answer, and he could only give up when he was unwilling and confused. He stretched out his hand to pull off the man's clothes, and even helped him. Re-tucking the clothes into his trousers indiscriminately, he said in a dull voice, "Sorry, I was too reckless."

The next second his chin was lifted, and he raised his head in a daze to look at those crimson eyes, except for a smile, this time there was a little more complacency in his eyes: "Are you worried about me just now?"

"No." Fu Shen frowned and pushed his hand away.

"This is a good omen." Enoch's voice sounded a little happy.

This made Fushen even more irritable.

He didn't want to admit that he was caring out of selfishness just now, but Enuo's words made him feel like he was really on the verge of doing something that might be too much for Test Subject No. I got a little irritable, so I almost said in the brain: "So what, we can't be together."

"Why?" The tone was completely relaxed, obviously the other party didn't think what he said was true.

"There is no reason. You are a professor and I am a student. Is it reasonable to get together? Just keep a distance from each other. Anyway, one day I will..."

"What will happen?"

One day, I will leave.

—maybe even immediately, immediately.

Fushen didn't want to directly answer the other party's answer that sounded absurd, and only thought of the formation mechanism of the Garden of Eden mentioned by Yucheng and the others in his mind, so he didn't bother to think about it, and simply used a very Korean drama reason to perfunctory: "Didn't I have a high fever yesterday? It was serious, right? In fact, I often have this kind of disease. It is a genetic disease in the family. It is not easy to live to this day. Recently, there are more and more attacks. It is said that the interaction will happen someday." Died suddenly—”

After Fushen finished speaking, he thought it was absurd. He thought that people who engage in biology researched the most common genetic diseases. He had never heard of any genetic diseases that could make people die with a fever so pretentious. He was biting the tip of his tongue and preparing to accept The professor laughed, and suddenly felt the opponent's hand fall on top of his head.

Fu Shen was slightly taken aback.

"I haven't heard of any genetic diseases that have this symptom..."

Fushen found a piece of paper, wrote a few complex ancient Chinese characters on it, and handed it to Enuo: "A regional genetic disease, a problem with the immune system, is a rare disease that only occurs in our country, so the modern Technology does not have a good treatment and response method, and the onset is accompanied by various complications, such as high fever and blindness, so I may die at any time, so..."

Enuo took it and looked at it seriously, and Fushen saw the six words "I'm sorry I can't understand" in the eyes of the other party with satisfaction.

"Blind?"

"Yes, after a high fever, it may cause blindness, deafness, loss of voice and other symptoms of five sense disorders. By then, I will be a waste."

"Don't say such things," said Enoch. "Aren't you all right now?"

"..."

...Is this a letter?

?real or fake?

In the Garden of Eden, has Professor E, the father of modern high-tech biology, become a fool?

No way?

The other party has already handed over the pole. It is impossible for Fu God not to climb up, so he pretended to be stupid and nodded: "I came to study biological engineering because I hope to find a solution for myself..."

He almost believed what he said, and he accidentally shaped himself into a sickly and beautiful oriental boy with a rough fate——

The most coquettish thing is that Professor E seems to really like this.

The man turned around and turned off the fire, got the charred egg out of the frying pan, threw the shovel, a princess picked up the person behind him, walked to the sofa and put him down, and touched his face like a baby , and finally made another breakfast and put it in front of him under his bewildered gaze.

Fu Shen chewed the food mechanically, his eyes were empty, and he almost forgot what he was here for.

"You'll be fine." Enoch propped his chin with one hand and said while watching Fushen eat, "I'm here."

"What's the use of having you." Fu Shen glanced at him, and sneered mercilessly, "You are a professor, at best, um, a scientist, not a doctor."

"There is nothing that science can't solve," Enoch said. "In the simplest way of thinking, if something is broken, replace it with a good one. The program can do this, and so can people."

"Oh."

Fushen listened with his left ear going in and out of his right ear, and continued to chew food mechanically: This avocado egg fried toast sandwich seems a bit good...

Until he suddenly felt as if he had missed something.

The movement of chewing food suddenly stopped, and he suddenly raised his head to look at Enuo, who smiled at him, took the half-eaten sandwich in his hand and stuffed it into his mouth, then took the tissue Wiping Fushen's hands considerately, he pulled him up from the sofa.

Fu Shen: "?"

Enuo: "Didn't I promise you before that after the date, I will tell you how to repair the artificial intelligence program?"

Fu Shen's eyes widened slightly, and he couldn't believe his ears: "Really tell me?"

"I never say anything that doesn't count."

"But--"

Enuo took Fushen to his study room. Fushen had seen this study before, and felt that it was very narrow and not full of sunlight, so he was not very interested... But now he saw Enuo groping around the wall, pressing He pressed a button on the wall, and under Fushen's dumbfounded gaze, a bookshelf that he thought was a wall began to move. When the bookshelf moved to reveal the dark space behind, Fushen's eyes widened even more than before. bigger -

This man set up a small laboratory in his home like a psycho killer in a movie.

There are many, many white mice in the laboratory. They are running around in the isolation box and screaming. They are full of vitality but feel creepy. There is a small machine in the laboratory. Fushen took a closer look. He found that the structure of the machine was familiar to him, and pressed a few buttons with his hands. When the machine started to move, he realized that what was in front of him was a crude version of the intelligent treatment equipment that is often used in modern times...

When he was in the ruins of the research institute, he released the healing device of all the test subjects in order to save "Lefushen's younger brother Enoch".

"It's a healing device." Enoch said, "It can be used for small wounds like a knife cut on the hand. Maybe in the future, humans can use it to complete the operation of removing the appendix."

"Remove the appendix? No, it will have more functions." Fushen touched the machine, "I didn't know you designed it..."

“It’s such a joy to have that adoring tone.”

"..."

Fushen restrained the expression on his face, turned his head and asked the man standing on the console expressionlessly: "What do you want me to see?"

Enoch smiled, grabbed a little white mouse, fixed it, and pierced its heart with a needle at random—after about a few seconds, the white mouse screamed in pain as expected , Fushen frowned slightly.

"Right now, its heart beats fifty times faster than normal. After about ten seconds, this little heart will—" Enoch made an explosive gesture.

Fushen came to the test bench.

After a while, the struggle of the white mouse began to become smaller, and blood came out from its eyes, nose, mouth, and ears...

1 minutes later……

"It's dead." Fushen said.

"You look calm."

"Otherwise, what should I do? Back off screaming?" Fu Shen glanced at Enuo, stretched out his hand and pushed the drooping head of the poor little white mouse, "What are you going to do?"

Enoch cut open the white rat's chest, and took out its bloody heart that had just been blasted with a small bomb, and then took another white rat from another box, disemboweled it, and took out its whole body. The still beating heart was put into the chest cavity of the dead mouse.

"What's the point of you doing this, it's already dead." Fushen said.

Enoch "hush", he just carefully sewed up the chest of the dead white mouse, and then put it into the simple treatment box——

After waiting for about 30 seconds, Fushen saw a miracle... No, in other words, it is not an exaggeration to say that it was a miracle.

The little white mouse that was supposed to die just came back to life.

"This is impossible."

"nothing is impossible."

"..."

"Do you understand now?" Enoch asked softly.

"What?" Fu Shen was still in shock.

"The way to fix artificial intelligence programs."

"????"

"Find a healthy artificial intelligence at the other end, intercept the useful part, seize it, and put it on the program that needs to be repaired-the artificial intelligence we repaired this time is very old, but it is a milestone, so they It needs to be rescued, so how to do it? It’s very simple, find other artificial intelligences that are about the same time, perhaps once glorious but now long forgotten, and when it is confirmed that their models basically match, you only need to intercept the section that needs to be repaired Program content..."

"..."

"Isn't it very simple?" Enoch smiled, took off his gloves, threw away the gloves stained with the blood of the mouse, and scratched the tip of Fushen's nose with his clean fingers, "That's it, do you think it's so simple that it's disappointing?" ?”

"Do not……"

For a while, Fushen had many thoughts in his mind.

But each of them...

Every……

It's all creepy.

Subvert ideas.

People don't want to think about it at all.

Fu Shen put his hands on the operating table until the edge of the operating table left an indentation on his palm that turned white due to the loss of blood——

"What will happen to the artificial intelligence that has taken part of the program?"

"..."

Enoch shrugged silently.

He stepped aside a bit, allowing Fushen to see clearly what was blocked by his shadow just now—it was the healthy little white mouse whose heart had been taken out just now, it was lying there, motionless.

God Fu stretched out his hand to touch it, and the warmth of life touched by his hand is receding rapidly at a noticeable speed... Next, it will become cold and stiff, and if it lasts longer, it may rot and grow maggots...

But in Fushen's hands, in the treatment equipment, the little white mouse with blood still hanging from the bottom of its eyes was bouncing around in the treatment equipment, squeaking.