Start with a Mechanical Hunter

  In a conference room in the hive, hundreds of seats formed a circle, and nearly half of them were filled with holographic projections.

  These holographic projections whispered to each other, their expressions were rather irritable.

  Suddenly, the door opened, Gao Gong was in front, and the host brain was behind. As soon as the new face Gao Gong appeared, it immediately attracted the attention of others.

   "Hey, there are so many people here."

  Gao Gong scanned around and found that 47 companies were actually online. You must know that although the number of participants in this enterprise war is the largest, the number of enterprises is only in the early 100s.

  Considering the companies that have been eliminated in the early stage, 47 companies are already half of the number.

   This is naturally not because of how well-connected 'Dou' is, but purely because the technical route of 'Biochemical Brain Computer' is too powerful and too buggy.

  And too powerful means too dangerous.

  Especially for brain-computer developers who take the mechanical route, if they cannot suppress the first wave, once it spreads, it will be like a virus, pervasive.

   "Who are you, where are you?"

  The host brain eagerly pulled over a chair, waited for the senior engineer to sit down, and then said with a serious face: "This one is the new president of our neural editing group. You can call him Mr. G."

   "As for the previous 'Dou', he has already abdicated to make way for the virtuous."

  Newly appointed, president, abdicated, as soon as these words came out, everyone immediately understood that they were out of the game.

  But no one cares about the life and death of the boss of a start-up company. The only thing they care about is the biochemical brain machine.

   "How is the situation now, are you sure to suppress it, no, is it delaying time?"

The person who said this was a guy in a black suit with a complete mechanical transformation. The most interesting thing about him was that his facial features were not implanted with bionic skin, but mechanical facial features were used, and the back of his head was smooth, with a dime-sized jack.

   There is no doubt that this is a brain-computer interface, but it is actually round, is there any mistake!

You must know that in the years when Gaogong has not traveled through, mobile phone chargers only have type-c, and at most add Apple and Android, and even the headphone jack is almost out of round holes. shaped jack!

   Heresy, what a heresy!

  Gao Gong didn't speak, another brain-computer developer asked immediately.

   "How many generations has the virus mutated to? What kind of infection does it have, what special abilities do you have, can you get samples?"

   There is a big hole on the back of the opponent's head!

   "What is the combat power of these transformed people?" Another brain machine developer asked.

  This brain-computer jack is only the size of a toothpick. Unfortunately, I don’t eat noodles, and I don’t have a sewing machine.

  Gao Gong turned his head dullly.

   "What level of executives did Vinox Life Safety Group send?" Another person asked.

  The triangular brain computer is interesting, but why not quincunx.

   "How did other biogiants react to this?"

   Three-in-one brain-computer jack, need three data cables? Why not integrate into one? Are you sick?

   "What's your coping strategy?"

  Why do people have the back of their heads, but your brain-computer port should be installed on the forehead. Do you want to emit laser light?

"Why do not you speak?"

   Damn, you are even better, you are actually a set-top box.

   A group of people surrounded Gao Gong and bombarded him wildly, but he seemed to be in a trance. In the end, he couldn't stand the 'main computer' any longer, and coughed twice.

  Boss, it's not that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuchs are in a hurry, but that the fire is about to reach the door of the house. We are the front line against the enemy.

   "Ahem," Gao Gong stood up solemnly, looked around, his strong gaze made everyone shut up, and then he said with a cold face:

   "Let's put it this way, everyone, the questions you ask, in my opinion, are not problems!"

  The faces of the others froze. Could it be that this is still a hidden reformer, or has he discovered a fatal flaw in some kind of biological brain-computer technology?

   "Because, I don't know anything, and I can't figure it out. I'm a waste!"

  When the domineering words came out, the audience was shocked, and no one spoke for a long time, because they really didn't know what to say.

  Finally, in a series of unbelievable eyes, the "fuel mouth brain machine developer" came back to his senses and said loudly: "Who the **** are you?!"

   There was no idiot among the people present. Similarly, no one would think that a guy who brought down the neural editing group would be purely brain-dead. In this testing ground, there is room for lunatics, but no room for idiots.

   "Mr. G, executive director of Dugao Group, honorary director of Masi Fengmang, founder of biochip and mecha technology."

   "The ancestor of the hunter, the chief hunter of the hunter conference."

   "Destroyed the 'Human Completion Plan' in the city that never sleeps."

   "Some big shots in the digital world are offering rewards for him in the underground world."

   "The lover of the female president."

  The people present were all people with good hands and eyes. They quickly found out a series of qualifications of a certain person, and almost took off his underwear.

   Gao Gong coughed dryly: "Except for the last one, other identities are all nonsense, I will not admit it!"

   "The Dogo Group has a lot of business cooperation with our company, but it's a pity that we didn't cooperate in the corporate war, and right now, it's a good opportunity," a brain computer developer tried to play the emotional card.

  I wipe! It's you, the 'round charging hole', oh no, it's the 'round brain hole', you heretic heretic, you'll blow Director Du's pillow wind and ask her to cut off business contacts with your family, you kind People, it is easy to spoil my Feng Shui!

   Gao Gong snorted coldly, and didn't even bother to answer.

   "Du Hi-tech's military capabilities are catching up to the old military groups. We believe that you will be able to stop this 'biochemical crisis'."

  Everyone lifts the sedan chair, you don’t lift me.

   "If the 'biochemical brain machine' spreads, it will not be a good thing even for your group!"

   This is the threat school.

   "Can your family make nuclear bombs? I can provide a lot of shaft raw materials."

   This is... Against Humanity.

   Gao Gong sighed, and said: "What you say makes sense, but I don't count what I say in the company. I don't have any power. I'm just a little boy who smells chickens and dances."

   "..." Everyone.

  You smelly and shameless thing!

   "Let's be honest, what price do you need to pay to control this 'biochemical brain machine'?"

   Seeing Gao Gong's six relatives pretending to be stupid and pretending to be stunned, someone finally started to speak human words.

"Hey, it's not that I don't want to help you, but you should also know that most of our military forces are in the northern hemisphere, serving the 'Holy Brain Group'. We have signed a very strict contract with them, and the boss of the Holy Brain Group He's such a strong person..."

  Gao Gong suddenly turned into Mrs. Xianglin, and began to complain endlessly. The summary is three words, and you have to pay more!

  After a while of hesitation—

   "Our group is willing to provide 2 billion sponsorship fees to your group!"

   "We offer 3 billion, and the requirements are not high, as long as you can control the 'biochemical brain machine' in this continent!"

   "We pay 1.5 billion!"

   "We offer 1 billion!"

  …

  These 40 to 50 companies, with your words and my words, finally collected 50 billion labor costs.

  Compared to the super income that the 'Electronic Brain Project' can bring, a little loss is still within the acceptable range.

   "Actually, I don't care about money. I'm not interested in money at all," Gao Gong said solemnly: "Our goal is to serve the public and create more convenience for the public."

  Other people listened with question marks on their foreheads. Brother, you are a military group and an arms dealer. You create convenience for the people. What kind of convenience do you create? Do you buy it for zero yuan?

"However, due to our slow start and low starting point, there has not been enough technology to update and bring consumers an excellent experience. If there are well-meaning people who can help us in these areas, there is no doubt that we You must have confidence that you can save the world and deal with this crisis!"

  Everyone's complexion changed, and it's fine to ask for money. Looking at this, he is coming!