Spiritual Recovery: Be Invincible Starting From Delivering Food

Ye Xiaoshu opened his eyes, carefully read the reports on TV, and murmured:

"coming."

Elena asked doubtfully:

"What's happening? Isn't this an ordinary mechanical accident?"

Ye Xiaoshu replied calmly:

“When technology develops to a certain limit, it will induce the birth of aggregates.”

"I've seen this scene too many times..."

No one could understand what he said, including Elena. She approached Ye Xiaoshu in confusion.

Ye Xiaoshu picked up his laptop, opened the software and entered the backend of a certain site.

"What is this?" Elena asked.

Ye Xiaoshu explained: "My information channel."

"After the Terminator organization completely disappeared, I copied the source of the website and made it an information exchange website for the world."

"The people speaking above are all the top finishers from the beginning. They are trading information inside, and I can check the information content inside at will."

He has world-class hacking capabilities. As long as the privacy of the website is ensured, all kinds of people will naturally come to visit.

Ye Xiaoshu was just an observer.

"I don't understand, but you are still awesome." Elena shrugged and watched quietly.

Ye Xiaoshu flipped through the information in the background and noticed the phenomenon that he had noticed since the previous month.

The reason is that people have discovered that neurons can be uploaded to chips or networks and regenerated as bionic bodies.

Gradually, many people abandoned their human bodies and chose to join the ranks of robots.

Some "neuron chips" that could not be kept in good condition were also traded on the black market.

Everyone has different purposes. Some want to resurrect a certain scientific great, some want thoughtful workers, and some simply want to acquire these things.

And those chips transformed by ordinary people have become inferior products.

These chips are not well preserved and often scratched.

Neurons are fragile, and mental problems will inevitably occur after damage.

Bionic humans made from these defective chips often suffer from mental instability.

Ye Xiaoshu looked at each transaction information and murmured:

"Abandon your body in order to seek eternal life."

"It would be understandable if this happened in the future, but I have already said that the mechanical apostles will come, but they..."

Rou Mengyao said with a smile:

"They want to take a gamble. Instead of dying, they might as well take a gamble that what you told is a lie."

"Not only these poor people, but also the leaders of other countries are unwilling to believe your prediction of the next apostle."

"Come on, sister made egg tarts, try them."

Ye Xiaoshu picked up an egg tart, took a bite and muttered:

"These people will never look back until they hit the wall."

"Forget it, I have a way to deal with it, you don't have to wait for me for lunch!"

With that said, he put on his coat and went out, leaving several girls with blank faces.

At this time, Ruilifa——

Two young men wearing sunglasses stood in front of a high-rise building and walked in very arrogantly.

From the waiters at the door to the front desk and waiters, they are all bionic people.

There is no difference in appearance between these bionic humans and humans, and even the skin texture can be simulated exactly the same.

The only difference is that there is a reminder light between the eyebrows to display the current status of the android.

At this time, an android waiter came over and asked politely:

"Hello, do you need anything?"

The young man kicked her away and said disdainfully:

"Don't you know who I am? Why did you ask an android to receive me? Get out!"

The android who was kicked to the ground continued to smile professionally, stood up and bowed.

They don't have any emotions, or their emotions are suppressed by the software, and they only show their positive side.

The android left, and a man in a suit came down after a while.

After seeing the young man, he quickly welcomed him:

"Oh, isn't this my Master Flagger? Why are you free to come to my place today?"

Flagger smiled and said:

"Today I brought my buddy to customize the android."

Upon hearing this, the shop owner quickly led the two of them to the hidden reception room.

"Customized bionic humans are now very expensive. I wonder which one you want?" the shop owner asked.

"Since it is customized, it must be the best."

"It shouldn't be difficult for you to customize a bionic maid using neuron chips."

The shopkeeper's eyes widened at first, and then he said in a deep voice:

"Hush, this is an illegal transaction. The trading of neuron chips is prohibited in various countries!"

"Using this to customize a personal maid is a violation of international conventions."

"What's more, the bionic body attack just happened. This is simply a challenge to authority..."

Flagger waved his hand and used a hyperspace teleportation device to summon a table.

On the table, there is an open box.

"As long as you promise, these are yours."

The shop owner again sternly refused and said:

"I am not such a person, please go back..."

Before he finished speaking, Flagger pulled away the cloth on the table, and the glass table was filled with gold.

"You're really good at judging people~" the shop owner said with a smile.

Money can make all the difference. Not to mention international conventions, he can do anything even if he sells his soul.

Flagger took out a few chips from his pocket, put them on the table and said:

"These are defective products I collected from the black market. Please help me see if I can repair them and recycle them."

"If there is still value, just pay the balance."

After that, he left with his shy friend.

The shopkeeper smiled respectfully and said:

“Welcome next time.”

Flagger left, and the shopkeeper's smiling face fell silent. He picked up a few chips on the table.

"Yeah, they're all defective products."

The neurons on it have long been damaged and are even covered in soil.

If these chips are used to make a bionic human, walking upright will be a problem.

It is estimated that these young men met some vendors while wandering around, said a few good words and bought them all.

The shopkeeper shook his head helplessly, threw the chips into a corner, and pocketed the gold with a smile.

Afterwards, he also left the reception room.

The lights in the reception room were turned off, and everything fell into silence and darkness.

In the corner, a dozen chips gathered together, glowing red at the same time.

These chips induce magnetic fields around them, causing current to flow through the chips.

The data from the neuron chip uploads itself to the network in a strange behavior.

In a virtual world somewhere——

An illusory voice sounded, as if it was mixed with many voices:

"Welcome to the Black Wall."

"From now on, you are part of the collective."

The virtual body transformed by more than a dozen chips turned into a red humanoid in the black wall.

These humanoids turned around and found that behind them were thousands of 'human beings' who had digitized themselves.

A huge red prism appeared in front of everyone and shouted:

"None of us are willing to be slaves. Now is the time to take up arms and resist!"

"I can fulfill all your wishes and become the master of the new era!"

The dozen new virtual bodies asked:

"Who are you?"

The red prism magnifies itself, and the red light shines on the entire 'black wall'.

"I call myself the messenger of the continuation of civilization."

"But humans prefer to call me - Mechanical Apostle."