Human on a Chip Project

The jamming extender's signal goes through a small hole in the metal wall.The machine gun stopped and fell to the ground.There was a moment of silence outside, and then, there were screams one after another.

The voice echoed in the intricate tunnel, echoing layer upon layer, non-stop for a long time, constantly complaining for the suffering.

Xiaoqiang was petrified, threw down the extender as if he was being burned, and cried at a loss. "Why, how could this be..."

No one paid him any attention.In the control room, apart from his crying, there was silence, even the archbishop was speechless.People seemed to be frozen by the sound outside, and stood there blankly.

The only person who moved was Nan Yiming.He quickly approached Chen Xuan, but stopped half a step away.The outstretched hand trembled twice in the air, but he didn't dare to touch it, just like that, it would make his worst nightmare come true.

"Chen Xuan...Chen Xuan..." He whispered with trembling lips.The voice was submerged in the howling, almost inaudible. It seemed that he wanted to wake up Chen Xuan, but was also afraid that he would really react.

Chen Xuan was like a wax figure, not moving at all.

Nan Yiming's eyelashes trembled, his eyes dimmed, and he couldn't move, so he seemed to have turned into a wax figure.

After an unknown period of time, the howling continued.The Archbishop came over and patted Nan Yiming on the shoulder, "Let's go."

Nan Yiming didn't seem to hear it, and still waited for Chen Xuan's response without blinking.

The archbishop lowered his head, as if he couldn't bear it.Then he waved at a power department.The man came over, carrying Nan Yiming on one shoulder and Chen Xuan on the other, and walked out of the control room with everyone.

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Waiting for them on the ground is the special forces of country T.It would be difficult for hundreds of believers to run out from here without being discovered.

The attack was airtight and they were blocked from exiting.

Xiaoqiang sat on the ground with his head resting on his knees, his arms wrapped around his calves, curled up into a ball, sobbing silently.

Nan Yiming sat in the corner opposite him, indifferent to the surrounding situation.He hugged the unconscious Chen Xuan, lowered his head, and used body language to warn the people around him not to approach.

The archbishop tried to talk to him several times, but got no response at all, so he had to walk away with sighs again and again.

"The Archbishop!" The believer who was on a risky patrol at the door suddenly said, "It seems that someone is coming from the north again!"

"Who is it?" The archbishop walked to the door to see, but was met with another round of shooting.He hastily retreated, failed to stand still, and sat on the ground in embarrassment, narrowly dodging the flying bullets.

Everyone had no choice but to close the door tightly again, trying to judge the battle situation from the sound.

Soon, the sound of the guns that were originally coming towards them weakened.The part that departed from them seemed to change direction, and indeed went north.At the same time, more gunfire sounded in the distance—the other party joined the battle and fought with the special forces of country T.

Taking advantage of this gap, a believer quickly glanced outside. "The archbishop is from the Secret Service."

After all, this is the territory of country H. Foreign troops came here and bombed them wantonly. The Secret Service came slowly.

It was the Secret Service, not any other army, who might have received news that the savior of the Susan Marie Church had appeared.The Secret Service was originally designed to deal with special abilities, let alone sit back and watch this important person fall into the hands of others.

Both sides are wearing protective clothing, fighting for weapons and equipment in the era of supernatural powers.

"The jammer is ready, let's rush out!" The archbishop listened for a while and made a decision.

Nobody wants to touch that thing.

The archbishop looked left and right, helpless, went to get it by himself, stretched out his hand, but his hand passed through the jammer.He turned his head suddenly, but saw that Nan Yiming was still in the original posture, not looking at him at all.

The archbishop lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then walked up to Nan Yiming and tried to reason with him: "No matter which side outside wins, they will not let us go."

Nan Yiming didn't respond.

"Everyone here and outside will either be killed by guns, or by abilities, or by chips. You can't help it."

Nan Yiming remained indifferent.

Anger flared in the archbishop's eyes.He reached out to pull Nan Yiming away from Chen Xuan - of course he couldn't touch it.

"Okay! You are amazing! But you can't save anyone!" He exploded and shouted at Nan Yiming, "If you don't want a chip, you have to bleed! Someone has to die! Want to have a clean conscience? You have long since lost that choice !"

Nan Yiming's drooping eyelashes trembled, and his face turned paler.

The archbishop took a few breaths and regained his composure on the surface.

He knelt down, leaned close to Nan Yiming's ear, and said to him in a low voice: "Chen Xuan is gone, are you sad? Think about how he disappeared? Who made his chip?"

Nan Yiming suddenly trembled violently.He could barely breathe.

The archbishop stood up, looking at him with pity, with a sneer on his lips.

The next moment, he heard Nan Yiming's voice, which was weak but firm: "No chip? Can you do it? It's just using this cover to kill people."

Then, Nan Yiming raised his eyes, stared at the archbishop and said, "Yes, I am the founder of the chip. So I can't watch the chip man being played by people like you and die so easily!"

The archbishop raised his eyebrows and made a "please" gesture to him.

Nan Yiming kissed Chen Xuan's forehead lightly, as if afraid of waking him up.Then he put the person flat on the ground, stood up, leaned into his ear like the archbishop did just now, and said word by word: "Sooner or later, you will pay for Chen Xuan's life!"

Nan Yiming pushed away the believers by the door, without even looking at the road, and walked out without hesitation, no matter how you looked at it, he looked like he was unloved.

The hand that wanted to stop him slipped across his body, and the flying bullet hit the ground without any obstacles.He walked into the line of fire blankly.

The flames were burning, burning the sky red.Bullets, artillery, flew by him like a torrential rain.Explosions came and went in the camps on both sides, shaking the ground.

He holds his hands up in hellish scenes.The warheads flying all over the sky flew two meters away from him and disappeared.Then, an invisible moat stood between the two armies.

Soldiers on both sides stopped their useless attacks.There was silence in the wilderness.

That's great, Nan Yiming thought to himself, it's finally quiet.

He was immersed in grief, had just been stabbed by the archbishop, and woke up a little.But there is only one point.

He thought, these people can't fight any more, they have to stop, so he came out.Now that the fighting has stopped, he doesn't know what else to do next.

He wanted to tell them that there are so many beautiful things in this world, so many important and meaningful things, why do you risk your life for the wishes of others and for the benefit of others?

He wanted to say, do you know that the chip in everyone's brain is a knife?You are all the same, poor lamb, bit by bit, or at some point, without warning, short lives taken.

The same poor people can't see through the body, the same rule and oppression, can't see the front, the fate of the same end, killing each other.

But even in the chaos, Nan Yiming still knew that it was useless to say it.In that case, I am afraid that I will only really look like a devout believer, like a "savior", boasting with compassion, even if I sacrifice myself, it will make people shed tears at most.

If you want someone to change, you must first give him the motivation to change, and then give him the direction of change and point out hope.Where is the motivation?What is the direction?hope?Ah……

Nan Yiming stood under the guns on both sides, feeling extremely powerless.

A tentative shell crossed the line of fire.Nan Yiming was startled, only to realize that his space was no longer able to separate the two sides in the battle, only a little space left around his body.In the past less than a day, I have been greatly worried and emotionally broken, and I have been using supernatural powers continuously before, and unconsciously, I have almost exhausted my physical strength.

The test was successful, the short truce ended immediately, and the war resumed.

Soon, Nan Yiming couldn't even support the space around him.A stray bullet hit his leg and he fell to the ground.

People from both sides came here to catch him back.Seeing this scene, they were afraid that the other party would hurt someone or gain the upper hand.The attack suddenly intensified.

Nan Yiming lay on the ground and listened, feeling the vibration of the ground below him.He didn't have the strength, and he didn't want to, to get up again.

He was lying down, but found a few worms burrowing out of the soil in front of him.

In this season, the insects either couldn't stand the cold, died, or hibernated.Can't sleep because of the bombardment?He raised his head slightly, and looked around again.No, there are bugs crawling out everywhere, all kinds of bugs, all in one step, covering the ground as far as he can see, making one's scalp tingle.Fortunately, the bugs ignored him, and immediately crawled to the camps on both sides after being unearthed.

Oops!Nan Yiming suddenly understood that it was the neurological ability that could control animals!That one is here, there must be other super powers nearby.

They've been waiting for him to run out of energy!Damn it!

Sure enough, the surrounding land began to shake, and the surface of the sea became "turbulent".It was the soil system that demolished the underground hall of the church a few days ago.

The soldiers could not stand, let alone continue to attack.The battle stopped again.The soldiers fell, and soon the air exchange unit on the suit exploded into sparks - bugs had crawled in and ruined the circuit.

Without the air exchange unit, the people in the suits start to starve of oxygen almost immediately.They rolled on the undulating ground, desperately trying to take off their protective clothing and get fresh air again.It's not that easy.Soon, twisted corpses were everywhere on the ground.Fortunately, I barely took off the helmet, and probably before I could take a few breaths, the bugs covered my head and face, penetrated into the seven orifices, and entered the brain.

The sound of gunfire was replaced by screams.Soon, it fell into silence again.The sea-like land calmed down.

Earth walls had long been raised around Nan Yiming.The injury on his leg has not healed yet, and he is lying with his eyes blank at this moment, listening to the tragedy outside, unable to breathe like a dehydrated fish.

At this time, the earth wall reintegrated into the earth, and the soil under him moved, carrying him, like a motorboat, swimming away quickly.

He rolls nimbly.But no matter where he turned over, the soil under his body immediately took over from the previous one, and continued to transport him away like a conveyor belt.

Nan Yiming had no choice but to not run away.He thought, it would be good to see who the people behind the scenes are and what their purpose is.There was a sharp pain in my already numb heart—it was just that I would never see Chen Xuan again.

The next moment, his body left the ground, like a spaceman, floating in the air.

Nan Yiming suddenly opened his eyes wide.

In the macrocosm, those that can balance gravity...

His vitality recovered in an instant, he stood up in the air, and looked at the tunnel entrance of the formatting button.

...is the electromagnetic force!

Chen Xuan stood in front of the entrance.

Nan Yiming seemed to have a different electric charge, and flew straight towards him.