Chapter 1362: Black A neural tree

So this time, his attitude is very firm. Whether the Dark Master is willing or not, he must stay in the system space so as not to provoke him to carry StarCraft with him.
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Zeratul said: "The thumbwheel of destiny never stops working. You should choose to face it instead of avoiding it."
"OK, oK...I can't say you." He raised his hands in a surrender gesture: "There are a lot of upsets recently. I need time to sort it out and wait a few days to discuss this issue, OK?"
The old man did not speak and acquiesced to the suggestion to postpone the topic.
He hurriedly sent the Dark Master back respectfully, only to breathe a sigh of relief and secretly thanked that he had escaped.
Looking back at Zeratul's life and deeds, every time he predicted...no, it should be said that every time this dark templar elder pretended to be Boe, he would have a good teammate suffer and bring StarCraft with him.
Facts have proved that Zeratul is not only a pitted teammate in the StarCraft world, but also does not change the pitted attributes after coming to this world. For the sake of his own life, let's let the respected Dark Master in the system space take care of his retirement... so he thought.
As for the suggestion just now...Only the dead-headed group of Protoss believes that he can speak up.
Looking back and moving his eyes on the two floats for a moment, he raised the fishing rod on the right to take a look, and then raised the fishing rod on the left to take a look, suddenly showing an angry expression: "Zelatu, you hypocrite, why didn't you tell me the fish bit the hook? thing!"
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He had watched the setting sun go down, and watched the moon shadow rise and fall, and just fell asleep in the cool breeze from the lake.
In the early morning of the next day, he went to a nearby town, ordered a sandwich and a cup of espresso in a somewhat cramped cafe, and watched a football match with the local residents who exuded the rustic flavor. What was even more outrageous was He stretched his more than once, and cursed more than one swear word. It left a deep impression on the people around him, and felt that this yellow-faced young man was so good-natured and so tempered.
When Captain Tang left, he left a sentence: "This stuff, practice makes perfect, and it becomes a habit to curse and curse."
The local residents of the cafe looked blank. It took a long time for a guy with a bright brain to wake up and smiled and said: "The team that the young man likes must have lost a lot of goals."
This is the Silver Eagle Group. It is not at all like the Star Alliance and Charles Federation countries that promote civilization, respect, tolerance, and fraternity. Silver Eagle people are used to going straight and expressing their emotions without scruple, especially when they are angry.
For Tang Fang, he likes this environment. Slow pace, no pressure, full of life, although the sandwich is too hard, the coffee is not smooth enough-just like Thomas Angkluo said, the silver eagle people are most sorry for their mouth and stomach .
That old guy hasn't contacted himself recently, and he doesn't know what happened...
He also knows the current social situation of the Yinying Group. Although the social shock caused by the fact that Meyer is the middleman has been properly handled and gradually faded, social production and life have begun to become more formal, but like Hoffman and Thomas Angkluo Characters like, Han Zhao, and Sindika are bound to have a lot of work to complete, and there is no free time to take care of other StarCraft with them.
This thought flashed in his mind, and he quickly left Thomas Angkluo and Hoffman behind. After all, he came to Star Hilde to relax, not to worry about the political situation of the Silver Eagles.
Back to the Huxin Island Villa, I borrowed Kukulkan’s bath room to take a shower, washed away the odor of smoke and sweat that lingered on my body, pressed the piano once on the balcony, and found that I had no musical talent. Go fishing again.
His goal is to catch more and bring back the Dreadnought Commander-class fortress as a gift to Yuffi and others.
At noon, Captain Tang, who was worrying about eating for lunch, received a communication from the Dreadnought Commander-class fortress. Yuffi told him that the veteran had returned from the Lunar Space Prison, and Jaeger was with him.
He was very pleased to hear such news, thinking that the veteran's goal of coming to the Yinying Group would eventually be fulfilled, and what could be more happier than reconciliation between father and son and family reunion.
However, he did not rush back to meet with the veteran and Jaeger in a hurry. There is no problem going back a few days later. Since the young man came to Morningstar Casting, he would have many opportunities to communicate and get along with each other.
He cooked a 1 catty cod fish that he caught yesterday into a pot of delicious fish soup, and cut some ready-to-eat meat products stored in the refrigerator, which was considered to have dealt with lunch, and then returned to the bedroom on the first floor of the villa in Kukulkan. Had a nap.
Get up from the bed at 3:15 in the afternoon, ready to take a walk in the woods on the other side of the lake to see if there is any intriguing scenery, how can I think of just leaving the villa, and have not yet summoned the eyeworm to carry itself to the other side, moving on the wrist Yi rang the cartoon bell that Nova had repeatedly raised her eyes on.
Just click the switch button, and it was not Yuffi's face that appeared on the screen, but Valentine's face. The thick bags under the eyes were especially eye-catching with StarCraft.
"There has been some progress in the research on the black A neural tree, come soon..." After saying this, the old man disconnected the communication connection directly without waiting for him to reply.
Looking at the colorless screen of the instrument, he had a black line on his forehead and was very dissatisfied with Valentine's attitude.
The veteran took Jaeger back to the Dreadnought Commander-class fortress. He could go back and meet in no hurry, but the results of Abathur's research were almost impossible to contain.
He gave up his plan to roam in the woods opposite Pinghu, summoned a flying eagle, left Star Hilde for the first time, and flew to the anchoring coordinates of the Fearless Commander-class fort ship.
In about two hours, the flying eagle arrived at the destination and entered the port side harbor that the Dreadnought Commander-class fortress slowly opened.
After getting off the aircraft, he chose the nearest route to the biological laboratory.
In the center of the hall facing the security door, the first thing that catches the eye is the nerve tree immersed in the blue solution in the petri dish. The rigid face belonging to Black A has not changed in any way, like a sculpture.
Standing in front of the console behind the petri dish, Abathur was browsing a set of experimental data on the computer screen... To be precise, it was Valentine who was browsing, and Abathur's role tended to be a bystander.
If his allegiance is to the Queen of Blades, there is basically no communication barrier. However, the Tang Fang must be sorted and translated through the channels of Valentine or Emma to explain the experimental results more intuitively.
Tang Fang walked to the console and stood still, and found that Burwell Arnold was not there.
Abathur didn't speak, it was Valentine who spoke: "Your speculation is not wrong. The Black A nerve tree is very different from the nerve tree where Burwell Arnold is hiding."
He couldn't help but roll his eyes, thinking this is not nonsense, as long as any person with normal vision can see that the black A nerve tree is very different from the nerve tree where Bulwell Arnold is hiding, he carries StarCraft with him.
Also... "Black A neural tree" means several things. This old man is getting lazy now. He doesn't have the rigor and seriousness of the past, so he no longer applies the experiment number and directly named it after the word "Black A nerve tree".
"Old Val, I think you should talk about the point." Seeing Valentine's working overtime to experiment, his eyes were full of thick bags under the eyes. He suppressed his impatience and made his tone sound more gentle.
"Well, let's put it this way, the black A neural tree has completely different functions from the neural tree hidden by Bulwell Arnold. The neural tree hidden by the ninth director is the command center of the hybrid warship, and can be executed as a space shuttle at critical moments. Escape plan. Black A neural tree is different and cannot be used as a space shuttle to execute the escape plan, and for the mothership platform it is only a command relay system, not the source of commands."
Tang Fang was bewildered by his words, and said, "Isn't the black A nerve tree the source of instructions?"
"Yes, if I and Abathur's inference are not wrong, the black A nerve tree should exist as a clone of the chairman."
Tang Fang's eyes widened, and he was shocked by the message he had just heard: "What did you say? Black A is the clone of the chairman?" Although the phagosome is associated with a strange label, it is "Clone "This phenomenon is the first experience.
Thinking of Nova's clone skills in the system's newly expanded cooperation mode element, it seems to further confirm the correctness of Abathur and Valentine's guess.
At this moment, Abathur's long and thin fingers tapped the buttons on the console, and the data on the large screen disappeared, replaced by a magnified image similar to biological cells.
Valentin explained: "You once said that the chairman used technical means to shatter the memories of Black A... That is not the only change. The most important thing is that the intracranial cells of Black A are infiltrated with a fluid biomass to become one. Kind of signal carrier."
"In the study of the neural tree of Bulwell Arnold's hiding, it was found that director-level figures can communicate through the battleship-level hybrid battleship neural tree and use the idea wave transmission network to communicate and carry StarCraft with them. Now on the black A neural tree... …The idea wave transmission network + fluid biomass + puppet brain cells constitute a remote control system to respond to instructions from specific external objects and make appropriate actions."
"In simple terms, the mothership platform is equivalent to a hybrid asteroid drone combat unit."
Tang Fang rolled his eyes again. He really couldn't understand the way of thinking of scientists. Why did things become so complicated when it came to them. He directly said that the mothership platform is a drone of hybrid asteroids. It’s not enough. He has to make a long story, show his knowledge, and then describe it with easy-to-understand examples.
To say it nicely is to enhance persuasiveness, and to say ugly is to pretend to be Boe.
Valentin didn’t see his expression, so naturally he didn’t know how he slandered himself in his heart, and continued to explain: "I don’t know if Mr. Chairman did this to humiliate the Anubis Corps, or if the scientific and technical personnel cannot Perfectly dominate the evolution of the V-00 phagosome, so I have to use the "curve to save the country" method, implant the human body into the neural tree, and use the command relay station for remote control instead of cultivating new types that can directly respond to the transmission of thought waves The network encrypts signals, a neural tree composed entirely of phagosome material."
Tang Fang said: "I think the latter is more likely. Just like Burwell Arnold's account of the origin of N1 chromatin. It was because'Cain' went violently after the Blue Revolution, and it was the highest afterwards. The technical staff of the Security Council discovered a special genetic material in the body, extracted and cultivated it, and developed an important accessory of the neural tree-N1 chromatin."
"Although we don't know much about'Cain', it is not difficult to imagine that the relationship between the Supreme Council and it is somewhat similar to the relationship between humans and the remains of Epsilon. Through reverse engineering, many sciences conducive to the development of civilization can be unearthed. Technology. Of course, it is undeniable that the Supreme Council has higher efficiency and better results in the development and utilization of'Cain' than human development and utilization of the Epsilon ruins."
Valentin nodded, agreeing with his inference to take StarCraft with him.
Tang Fang looked back at the Black A nerve tree in the petri dish and said, "It's just...I can't figure out why it, as the clone of Mr. Chairman, got out of control and reversed evolution."
Valentin said: "We haven't found definitive evidence for this problem~EbookFREE.me~ But inferring from the data collected during the experiment, there may be two major factors. One; the energy nova of Sar Naga Keystone spreads The mothership platform has a serious impact on the key components of the V-00 phagosome, causing the command system to collapse. Second; Black A’s body is cultivated by the surrogate’s human body strengthening system, which is different from the physical fitness of ordinary people. Rejection occurs after weakening, which in turn causes Black A to generate independent intelligence from the conscious puppet, which initiates the process of reversal in order to seek self-salvation."
"You must know that he is not a human being, but a part of the nerve tree, so the vast scene on the ground of Tanda will happen."
Tang Fang blinked, and it took a while to react.
Valentin is guilty of the usual problems of scientists again. The whole reasoning in short is that the purification new star of Sar Naga Keystone has allowed Black A to get rid of the chairman's remote control, give birth to independent intelligence, and try to use the V-00 phagosome. It turns into type IV phagosome polymer, and finally escapes from Tandastar and gains freedom.
Of course, after leaving the chairman's remote control, the Black A nerve tree will restore his memory, believing that he is an abyssal knight, or a guard of the prince of Alsace Britannia, or become a more intelligent devourer The body creature cannot be confirmed. After all, its body has been corrupted by the void, the evolutionary process has been forced to stop, and the nerve tree has also fallen into long-term dormancy.
"Poor fellow..." Tang Fang turned sideways, glanced across the laboratory hall, and asked the next question: "Is that all?" He was referring to the research results of Valentin and Abathur.
The above conversations are just an explanation of the state of the Black A phagosome from a partial biological perspective. There is some value, but it is not precious and cannot bring him intuitive benefits. Please read the latest chapter of "Carry the StarCraft Claw Machine Bookstore with you" for the first time for free.