Chapter 97: I'm Lauragden ...

"I'm Lauragden ..."
Turan opened her eyes wide. The sharp chin and foggy eyes of the woman on the screen made her feel like she had known each other, and she couldn't remember where she had met. Her surname is "Gerdon", but the famous Gordon family of Votor loves the camera. The family does not even have a low-key floor tile. No one does not know Turan. Who is she? A relative of the Gordon family? Or just the unfortunate surname?
"... the head of the 'TDGEC' First Academy ..."
Turan stunned and thought of this person's identity. She turned her head and closed the video and the big screen directly with the authority of the commander. The researchers involved in the unlocking did not know what was going on, and somehow turned to look at the woman with a dark face. officer.
Turan quickly returned and waved his hands. A few of the researchers involved in the unlocking were formerly members of the Silver Nine Mech Maintenance Team. They were never returned after being borrowed by Lu Bixing. After all, it was the old ministry. When he saw Turan's face, And gestures, came forward very tacitly, shut down the processor separately, shielded Kaixing's internal network within a small range, and prohibited file copy transmission.
"Sorry," Turan quickly moved out of a set of official rhetoric. "I just saw a large amount of experimental data in the encrypted folder, which seems to be related to the biochemical experiments of the Anti-Ukraine Conference. Once the outflow leaks, it may cause public danger and panic. For security reasons, expert review is required to disclose as appropriate, and I hope you understand. "
The members of the technical team who help break the encryption locks here are all hacker-type mechanics. Like Lu Bixing, they are more interested in electronic products than living things. Compared to people who find guns, they are still willing to go home and play games. Therefore, he expressed his understanding very interestingly. With Turan smiling and not watching the corner of his eyes, he kept coming out.
Turan whispered: "Call Chief Edward and contact General Lin."
Unexpectedly, General Lin could not be contacted. They are going to rob a drug dealer secret base. Of course, the secret base will block the outside communication network. In order to ensure that the sneak attack is foolproof, after entering the alert range of the other party, Lin Jingheng may also choose to cut off the remote communication from their own side in case The signal was intercepted by the opponent as it crossed the transition point.
Turan exhaled calmly, rubbing his head, rubbing his head in contemplation for a few steps.
At this time, Lu Bixing, who had not been silent, suddenly asked, "The first research institute of TDGEC is the legendary 'Baita'?"
The full name of "TDGEC" is "Eden Technology Development Center". Among them, the First Research Institute is the center of the center, because the building is 100 meters high, the facade is painted white, and it is also called "white tower". Baita brings together talents in the world's top network engineers, biologists, anthropologists and other fields. As the most authoritative research institution, it is responsible for all technical matters related to the Garden of Eden.
Turan raised his eyes. "Do you know who she is?"
Lu Bixing thought about it: "If I remember correctly, there are seven directors of the Eden Management Committee, and one of them seems to be the surname 'Gordon'?"
"The Gordon family is one of the founders of the Garden of Eden," said Turan. "You know that charity is a daily necessity for the wealthy people of Votor. The Gordon family once collected a group of orphans with intelligence levels exceeding ordinary people. A non-profit school is built on an asteroid on the edge of a galaxy. Their family's foundation supports the school's operation. Each adopted child must sign a contract with the Gordon family to ensure that they will work for their family for five to ten years after graduation. .Lauragden graduated there. "
"Well, cultivate talents, and mutual benefit." Lu Bixing nodded understandingly, "So it seems that this lady Laura is the best of them?"
"The best? More than that." Turan said softly and spoke very quickly. "Laura Gordon was a genius, and later the old man of Gordon's house-the old immortal occupying the board of directors of Eden. Seen at first glance. Trained, adopted as a nominal adoptive daughter, and changed her surname to Gordon. By virtue of Gordon's backstage and her own talents, she entered the Xiaobailou at the age of 72. She later married the military committee on behalf of the Management Committee and married To Lieutenant General Lin Wei. "
Lu Bixing was very surprised: "You mean the man who chased her in the video just now is her husband?"
"Yes, but that's not the point. The point is that this beautiful couple later had a pair of dragons and phoenixes," Turanton paused. "The boy was Lin Jingheng."
Lu Bixing's jaw almost hit his chest: "... what?"
Hope came out from the roof of the research institute and just got the food quality test results on the farm-very ideal, green and pollution-free, excellent taste, and very suitable as raw materials for extracting nutrition needles and nutrition creams.
He was accompanied by several guards on Saturday. People in the former captive status walked around the base and still needed to be supervised. Fortunately, Hope was a calm stick. Not only did he not mind, he also had a good conversation with the guards. The following test samples are divided for everyone.
"Is this natural honey?" On Saturday, he wiped a little on his finger and licked it. "I haven't seen the eighth galaxy before. It's all synthetic ... Well, it's not as sweet as I thought." "
"You are eating too much sweetener," said Hope kindly. "For people who lived with nature in ancient times, sweetness means high calories. It is a rare and precious thing when food is scarce. , So the sweet memories of sweetness are retained in our genes, and the sweeteners produced in large quantities in later generations are not so romantic. "
"Yes, it's like an inflatable doll mass-produced in the face of the goddess ... uh, sorry, I've been used to them, it's too vulgar." On Saturday, he sniffed at the mouth of the bottle, and clasped the bottle cherishly, "There is a scent of flowers, should girls like it?"
Hope gave him a shy smile very kindly.
"Ah, no," he waved embarrassingly on Saturday. "Our daily training is very strict on the calories of food. I do n’t dare to eat too much anyway. I leave it to the kids ... I really have no meaning. Teacher Lu always felt that I was perverted and died unjustly. "
During the conversation, several students from Lu Bixing just passed by, as if arguing about something. The cockfighting was carrying a mecha part that I didn't know where to unload. Mint glanced this way across the distance. Seeing Saturday, he turned toward He made a face.
"I heard they are designing a basic mech." Hope said a little proudly on Saturday. "If it succeeds, ordinary people will master this basic mech as easily as learning to ride a bicycle. Terrible? In case of war, everyone can be a space force. "
"Really?" Hope flashed. "In space-level warfare, effective weapons must be high-temperature, high-energy, or even nuclear-grade. The same is true for junior mechs? These things can be easily taken on land. A city is flattened. Ordinary people can hold such a devil's hand like riding a bicycle. Do you think it is terrible? I feel terrible. "
Sat on Saturday: "It's the same principle ... but it's a class assignment, don't take it too seriously, read a book a thousand times, it's better to disassemble and design a mech yourself ..."
He was talking, and he felt that he was wrong. The teenagers were curiously playing with weapons of mass destruction in class assignments, while others felt proud.
"Special times, there is no way, there are wars everywhere, Mecha designers are not enough, we have to protect ourselves," said Saturday. "Sometimes when I think about it, I feel really sad, just like watching everyone. Stepping on the cliffs and wires together, going to you to hear the birds in the morning will be much relieved. "
Just then, they met Chief Edward, who rushed to the academy with the core team of his new government.
"Strange," Saturday saw them, "the president doesn't come to the academy often."
A guard at the door replied: "It seems that Teacher Lu has cracked the encryption of the core files of the Anti-Uzbek Association."
Many of the guards are new recruits of the Self-Defense Forces. At this time, it was only a short time after they were out of illiteracy. Those complicated encryption and technical problems were basically incomprehensible, and they probably passed by after a lively conversation.
Hope was silent, turning his head to look at the direction in which the chief had left, his eyes dimmed.
At the same time, a huge man-made space station slowly bypassed the vicinity of Gloria Star, it was almost two hundred square kilometers, and its volume was very large. Weapons and equipment, strategic materials, and so on were all readily available, and the reserves were almost reached. Sister Smelly is picking up a spare base, and what is most outrageous is that such a behemoth has its own power system and can drive away like a starship and a mech!
This big guy like an air fortress belonged to an arrogant free legion pirate an hour ago, and now belongs to Lin Jingheng.
Lin Jingheng pretended to be a star smuggler with a squad, pretending to be a stray, hit a fat sheep on the space station, and wanted to touch fish in the muddy water to steal things. The wandering smuggler was starred by the weasel. Some of the pirates have been to the black market outside the territory, and they also recognized this treacherous old smuggler.
The weasel climbed down the pole, and took the opportunity to create an old hooligan image in the cracks for himself.
The grandsons of these Freedom Legions originally wanted to open up the "opium" market in the eight galaxies. However, they were unfamiliar with their lives. Each time they came, they were chased by the self-defense forces of the eighth galaxy, which had a terrible headache. Kengmeng's abducted ground snake teamed up, and at this time "have no trouble at all" and immediately thought of wanting to solicit.
Weasel they successfully mixed in the space station, and then immediately cut off the power to the space station's command center, opened the back door of the mecha transceiver station, and at the same time, they also used Lu Bixing's signal jammer copied from the Slovak Union to interfere The internal network of the space station blinded the monitoring system for a short time. When the unprepared space station responded, Zhongsan's spiritual network had covered the entire mech bank, and sufficient weapons and equipment had become lifelines.
Lin Jingheng took control of the entire space station with almost no expense.
The captives in the space station were controlled by the robots. Lin Jingheng came down from the third, and the humanoid Zhan Lu was behind him. The first thing was to let the weasel stop the power station of the space station. In the 1950s, even General Lin, who was a young master, was infected with sour gas, and he began to see that some people were wasting energy like this.
"Mechanical transceiver station construction standards, orbits, access key specifications, and even models that can be stored are all highly consistent with the Alliance Military Commission standards." Zhan Lu said, "nearly rigorous, which means that the space station itself and these armament materials are all produced in batches of."
Lin Jingheng: "A set? Rich money."
It is not easy to get a complete set of receiving and dispatching stations and armament materials. At least before the military system of the eighth galaxy was completed, the military base on Daystar was completely incompatible with the mechas seized everywhere. The team worked together to make a "conversion plug."
Lin Jingheng paused: "If this is also the Freedom Army, have you noticed any difference?"
Zhanlu replied: "Yes, sir, according to historical data, the Freedom Legion's armed mechs are small and scattered. Although they are keen to try all kinds of new things, it must be said that their funding does not seem to be enough. "
"It's like their gold masters who are far away from the Alliance came to the Eighth Galaxy in person and let us grab it," Lin Jingheng glanced over the space station and murmured, "Is the eighth galaxy profitable? A little strange Ah, why? "
"General, the space station captives have been cleaned up, and long-range communications with the Star Base will soon resume ..."
Zhanlu suddenly issued a warning: "Be careful!"
The eyes of several captives, who had been locked up by the robots suddenly, suddenly changed, violently breaking away from the robotic arm, showing their faces, and hurling fiercely at Lin Jingheng.
The robotic arm and the rope are far beyond the limits of human body strength. These people were obviously implanted with some weird chips and completely lost their pain. Because of excessive force, their shoulders and arms were unnaturally twisted. However, there were many fractures at the moment of forcibly breaking away, but they did not respond.
The robots immediately caught up, and Lin Jingheng's guards responded quickly. The pieces of laser guns and micro blasting bombs swept out. The captives' bodies were like watermelons smashed by heavy objects, and flesh and blood were sprayed out piece by piece.
But even if the chest was blown out of the hole by the blasting bombs, the ribs were expended, and they didn't delay them from fluttering up with red eyes!
Lin Jingheng didn't move his hands, the guards on his side quickly turned the muzzle to the legs of these monster captives, and the captives lay down in pieces, but still looked like dead and stiff worms, crawling forward indifferently. , Leaving a long blood mark on the ground, making people see chills in the back.
The most tenacious one almost climbed to Lin Jingheng's feet. Just as he opened his bones and arms, and was about to hit Lin Jingheng's toe, a small blasting bullet penetrated his neck, and a chip flew out. The man choked fiercely and did not move.
Blood splattered on Lin Jingheng's sleeve, leaving a red mark on the back of his hand.
"Bloodlight disaster." Lin Jingheng suddenly uttered such a word in his heart, he wiped it away, did not respond to this hell-like sudden situation on the earth, walked forward, and commanded, "After the remote communication is restored, tell Turan ... "
Before he finished speaking, Qi Xingxing ’s communication request was directly sent to his personal terminal. Lin Jingheng was a bit surprised—President Edward and his temporary team were all there. Through the unstable remote signal, the whole face was solemn. Watching him.
"General," said Turan. "Two hours ago, Teacher Lu cracked and opened the core encrypted file of the Anti-Uzbek Association. You need to look at this."
The blood stains on the back of Lin Jingheng's hands were not completely wiped off. His skin was somewhat pale due to space operations all the year round, and he was wiped by the red marks, like an obscure and ominous petal.
The gray-eyed woman floated from the personal terminal on his wrist, reflecting the blood stains. She was so strange and familiar, Lin Jingheng took a second, and her breath seemed to be interrupted suddenly.
"I am Lauragden, the head of the first institute of 'TDGEC'. Since I graduated, I have served the Garden of Eden for nearly a hundred years. I have left this passage today to tell you the truth of the Garden of Eden-it is an intergenerational Monsters, devouring anger, anxiety, pain, and ignorance. It does not allow anyone to lose on the starting line. It can shorten basic education for nearly two decades to one month. It is a paradise forged by humans. "
"Everyone had doubts about it. Since the establishment of the alliance, the issue of whether personal privacy in the Garden of Eden can be guaranteed is endless. We all have common sense. If a system can monitor your mood, sorrow, hormones, Do we have no secrets in front of it? Do our thoughts still belong to ourselves and do we still have free will? Later we got used to the Garden of Eden and solved these two problems. First, social ideology turned to preaching 'nothing Can't speak to people ', frank expression has become a new virtue, and excessive pursuit of privacy has become conservative. Secondly, we have legislation and strict supervision. Everything in the Garden of Eden is for human well-being and will not interfere with a little free will. ?"
The woman looked dull and clear-spoken, forming a certain sharp contrast with the continuously exploding mech and the panic people. The alarm light in the mech flashed her face suddenly.
"If we still have a bit of free will, why do we believe this crap?"
"If we still have a bit of free will, why do we forget that anger, anxiety, pain, and ignorance are not defects that human beings need to overcome at all, that is the original appearance of the human soul, those ugly things in your hearts that you cannot immediately abandon. Is free will itself! "