Start with a Mechanical Hunter

   Chapter 206 Missing User Data

   "Dear, are you ready?"

   On the wedding night, the red-faced bride said shyly.

   "Of course," Gao Gong's voice was hoarse and excited.

   "But I have a secret to tell you."

"you say."

  The bride has faded away, revealing her white underwear and skin, her skin is white, tender and ruddy, and the eyes of the 'Gonggong' are bright.

   "Actually I'm an android."

  The bride gently tore it along her chest, and the artificial skin came off like a dress, revealing the electronic components and mechanical organs all over her body.

  'Senior Engineer' was silent for a moment, then said: "It's okay, my dear, I'm not an antique, I don't care."

   The bride breathed a sigh of relief and rolled her charming eyes again.

   "I installed new circuit breakers and spoilers on purpose to get married, so it's cheap."

   "My dear, I also have a secret to tell you.

"what?"

  The senior engineer stood up, revealing his 'Schwarzenegger' body, and as his thoughts turned, the mechanical bodies came out one by one.

   "Actually I am an artificial intelligence!"

   "What!?" The bride's expression changed, "Why didn't you tell me earlier!"

   "I'm afraid you're afraid."

  "I'm not afraid," the bride paused: "But I only date people with more than 50% organic body, and only sleep with more than 85% of the organic ingredients. This is my principle."

   "What? Isn't the Mr. Big Tree I installed in vain!?" 'Senior Engineer' said angrily.

   The bride rolled her eyes charmingly, and suddenly smiled: "Have you heard? Beautiful Internet provides the latest somatosensory switch. With it, we can share the latest life connection..."

  'Senior Engineer''s eyes suddenly lost their luster.

   In reality, the senior engineer pulled out the memory chip from the back of his head, and threw this 'unforgettable night for the newlyweds' into the trash can with a bad look on his face.

   "Damn, it's actually a product placement. It's illegal to create false memories!"

Towards the middle of the night, senior engineers are studying the chips they brought in in the new studio. The studio is downstairs. They rent a facade room, with two rooms in the front and rear, the transformation room in the back, the store in the front, and under the bulletproof glass cabinet. , which is his newly-made whiteboard prosthesis.

   Renting this store and making these prosthetics cost him about 500,000 machine tokens. If he hadn't made a fortune on that virtual idol, he wouldn't be able to get it together in a short time.

   Sure enough, no matter where it is, it is the rich woman's money that is easy to make.

  The neon lights are shining at night, and the tweeter is still screaming. Fortunately, the senior engineer specially bought a sound wave rebound device and placed it at the door. Inside and outside the door, there are two worlds.

   'Like myself, the one who does prosthetic body transformation openly and aboveboard should be this one. ’

  Prosthetic doctors are a group of reclusive people. Due to all kinds of taboo transformations carried out every day, their psychology is either dark or abnormal. It is impossible for them to do business with an open door like a senior engineer.

   Especially in the business of players.

  The senior engineer fell down all the memory chips and began to rummage inside, inserting the memory chips into the implant holes on the neck from time to time.

   It’s been almost a week since I came to the city that never sleeps, and the biggest transformation that the senior engineer has done is actually installing two implant sockets for himself.

   "In my impression, it is the memory of a neuroeditor..."

  Machine Splitting Star is the early story of "Cyber ​​World", and what can be remembered by senior engineers is either related to the main line or is really curious.

   The reason why this 'memory chip' is still fresh is because it is too strange.

   A certain player in the last life wandered around the city that never sleeps because he liked to explore the world. Naturally, he went to the memory store, and because of curiosity, he bought a bunch of memory chips.

   This 'memory chip' allows players to enjoy other people's worlds for free, which is quite attractive to him.

After    bought an unknown number of memory chips, the player finally found the memory of a 'neural editor'.

Neural editors are very similar to ancient programmers, but they are also very different. The biggest reason is that programmers will only lose their hair when programming, and if the neural editors type out the wrong code, there will be bugs, which will lead to simulacrum If the data devours the nervous system, it will be fatal.

   And that 'neural editor' is very smart. Whenever there is an error code, he will cut and copy this memory code to the memory chip first.

   Gradually, the entire memory chip is filled with error codes, and then under a coincidental program generation, these codes are merged into a bug.

   This bug is a top-level bug called 'loss of user data'.

   In the cybernet, the user itself is a kind of data.

   "Ha, found it!"

   A memory chip was turned over, and a white paper label was affixed to the surface of the chip - my lost hair and youth.

  The senior engineer inserted it on the back of his neck without any hesitation.

  The violent data flow instantly filled the body.

   Generally speaking, it is only possible to decipher the simulated data with the help of the 'network access warehouse'. If the data is directly implanted into the human body, it is likely to cause the human body to collapse.

   But this is not a bug, as we all know, bugs have always been unusual.

   In an instant, the senior engineer realized the madness of bugs.

  [Your motion system is automatically shut down due to data loss due to special reasons]

  [Your endocrine system is automatically shut down due to data loss due to special reasons]

  [Your digestive system is automatically shut down due to data loss due to special reasons]

  …

  The advanced weapons such as carbon atomic reactors, colonies, and steel gun flags were all lost.

   Similarly, the skills of the blockbusters have turned gray.

   But the senior engineer is not worried. According to the player, as long as the consciousness exceeds 50 points, he can control this bug.

  [disorders in your nervous system]

  [Your nervous system transformation rate +1%]

  [disorders in your nervous system]

  [Your nervous system transformation rate +1%]

  [USER DATA LOSS]

  [USER DATA LOSS]

  When the senior engineer's nervous system was disturbed several times, the mental tentacles suddenly tore out from his chest, and other parts of the body began to turn into numbers, symbols, and codes, one by one embedded on the surface of the tentacles.

   Gao Gong abruptly opened his eyes, looked at his hands and feet, there was no change, and then glanced at the system panel, the same is true.

   "The ability of bugs is not displayed on the system panel, which is interesting."

  The senior engineer said to himself, his palm lightly placed on the table top, the next moment, the table top cracked quickly, but when the palm stroked, the broken vision disappeared again.

   "It can affect reality to a certain extent, but I am not an information creature after all, and this impact is very limited."

   "But in cybernet, a bug is really a bug."

  …

  'Boom','Boom','Boom','Boom'

  The elevator keeps going up, and a super cute and cute teenager is standing in the elevator.

  The senior engineer logged into the Cybernet once again.

'Ding'

As the elevator door opened, a boy in a suit came out, and a large number of red signboards appeared on the street, such as 'Imperial City', 'Imperial Hotel', 'Shark's Fin Wrapped Rice', 'Ancient Tongrentang', 'Dragon Tiger' Seafood Restaurant'.

   Passing through a virtual lion dance that only beat gongs and drums, the senior engineer looked at the surrounding environment with great interest.

   Generally speaking, the environment generated by data nodes is inseparable from the human subconscious. This environment shows that in the city that never sleeps, there are many remnants of the civilization era.

   "Friend, do you want to buy medicine? The latest type of psychotropic drugs, the kind that can make you feel high."

  The shoulder was grabbed by a person, the senior engineer turned his head, and a humanoid robot grinned at the senior engineer, revealing a toothless mouth.

  In the cyberspace, there are more robots and AI. Their underlying logic is fixed, making it easier to retain consciousness in the cybernet.

"no thank you."

   "You're welcome, or look at the others, I have digital companions, neural flow stimulation, or embed an artificial intelligence personality, which can double the speed of your brain."

   Seeing that the other party will not let go, the senior engineer understands that the other party is thinking about his own consciousness code and intends to buy and sell by force.

   The peerless youth smiled shyly, which made the robot's heart sway. Just when the robot thought that the other party agreed, the palm that was pinched on the other party's shoulder began to disintegrate. The palm, arm, and shoulder all turned into source code, scattered all over the floor.

"you you you--"

   "If the electronic personality of the machine life explodes in the cyberspace, your real body will also crash, or your system will regenerate a personality, or guess what?"

  Three seconds later, the code like glass **** was scattered all over the ground, and the surrounding pedestrians froze for a moment, squatted down silently, grabbed the glass **** and stuffed it into their mouths.

   These are physical puppets, that is, the subconscious of people in reality. Although they cannot access the cyberspace, their subconscious is part of this huge virtual world.

   Once a person’s subconscious devours enough conscious codes, it will evolve into a cyberspace life.

   For real people, it is equivalent to split personality.

   It didn't take long for the senior engineer to turn around, and he saw three people selling psychotropic drugs, one selling the subconscious mind, and one data ghost. It was certain that there were not many Black Wing Runners in this data node, otherwise there would not be so many 'viruses'.

The reason why the   Electronic Brain Project was carried out was, in a sense, because there were too many 'viruses'.

   Such viruses cannot be turned into computing power in cyberspace, so they must be eliminated.

"Um?"

   When the senior engineer was turning a street, all the physical puppets on the street looked over at the same time.

   The faces of these flesh puppets are separated from the middle, revealing the face of an old woman.

   At the same time, huge teeth pierced out from the restaurants on both sides, and the viscous data stream began to drip from the sky.

'is her! ’

  The senior engineer finally determined that the owner of this memory store is a high-level virtual virus.

  'No wonder the ip check is so accurate. ’

  ‘But since I dare to go online, I am not afraid of you being caught. ’

With a thought of   , the ground under Gao Gong's feet was covered with garbled characters.

  'User data is missing'

  'User data is missing'

  'User data is missing'

   The next moment, the senior engineer fell into the ground and disappeared.

   (end of this chapter)