Steel Armor City

For a few days, Lin Xinyan has not been idle, and his body cannot wake up because the outside world paralyzed his body with the test bench, but this did not affect his conscious activity. Tirathemis explained that it was for his body to recover faster. Lin Xinyan did not express any objection, but he did not agree. After all, his body was not under his control and he was still a little dissatisfied.

Looking at the wireframe Tirathemis, Lin Xinyan had a few more words in his mind: “parasitic beast”. Tirathemis blinked and corrected: “parasitic Divine Beast”, because The consciousness of the two people is interlinked, and Lin Xinyan always has such a feeling in his heart: “This name is more like a person than that’virtual laboratory’.” This is Tirathmis’s evaluation.

Next, “Parasitic Divine Beast” went to work on his virtual world arrangement. After all, this is his new home. There are still many things to be organized and placed. Lin Xinyan belongs to rebuilding the body, nothing Pre-regulated rules, and Tirathemis has its own way of operation, these need to be adjusted to the optimal state, especially those formulas originally packaged, need to be re-optimized according to the actual situation here in order to maximize the effectiveness.

In addition, some things modified by mysterious power have not been understood yet, and it takes time to understand.

Lin Xinyan continues to work hard to learn from his memory.

In fact, in Lin Xinyan’s view, things in memory can be divided into many types, one of which is called “skills”. This type of things needs to be re-learned before they can be re-attached from memory to consciousness. .

From a certain memory segment back to the line world of the virtual laboratory, Lin Xinyan suddenly stopped, hesitating and twirling his hands gently. Although it does not take too long to enter a certain memory to read the data of that memory, but the accumulation makes him a little bit sleepy, there is no place to sit on the left and right, Lin Xinyan took Tirathmis His staff sat down on the hill under his hips. Although he sat down, his mind still wandered in the question of the heart.

“Memories are sometimes a physical task.” For a master god, giving some concluding remarks at the right time is the instinct buried in the bones. Tirathemis is holding a section of colorful lines in a thin ground into a specific shape, and there are several formulas that he can run on the shape, like a worm that twists back and forth.

Lin Xinyan shook the head, still thinking.

Why do the memories I have seen always feel strange? For example, in one of the previous memories, he was trying hard to learn mechanical knowledge. In the classroom, he was listening to a long talk about mechanical principles, but in another memory, he was laughing at the superficiality of mechanical knowledge! From a person who doesn’t understand machinery to a mechanical master, is there a big memory missing in the middle?

If this were not the case, how could his memory be polarized?

Furthermore, the latter memory was vaguely given by himself in a laboratory. What is it? How can I be in the laboratory?

For another example, there is a memory of him carrying a group of brothers on a mission. Behind the rock in front of him is a few mechanical leopards besieging a few human warriors, but another In my memory, he was standing in front of these mechanical leopards, leading the soldiers to resist the mechanical leopards in front of them!

Could it be that how many Avatars does he have at the moment?

In fact, Lin Xinyan has a not very serious idea about what he is currently. He is not human. In the depths of his memory, one should not be able to see so many unrealistic things, but he can see.

Of course, this is not clear factual evidence, but a thesis that has clearly settled in consciousness. The judgment process is unnecessary, it is too exhausting, Lin Xinyan has accepted this result.

It doesn’t seem right. Although Tirathmis is a matter of no concern to oneself, Lin Xinyan’s thoughts never left his ears.

“Sometimes, memory is not very accurate, and memory will slowly produce transformation over time, becoming better or worse.” Tirathmis said, “This is a biological A major feature of consciousness…. In fact, this is a good thing. No matter what, they will slowly become blurred. In this way, the organism will slowly release the excessively extreme emotions that it has experienced, and let everything circulate. They all return to their normal state…. However, organisms have a certain chance to do the opposite. These memories will not become more fuzzy, but will become more abnormal.”

Lin Xinyan was listening, but did not comment.

Maybe remember something. Tirathmis looked up at the void, and said: “Machine City or the guys in the sky only know that memories in the machine world will be accurately memorized, but they themselves…hehe, they have learned the biological thing. Enough!”

At this moment, a shooting star crossed the horizon of the frame world!

Although it is only a line segment, Lin Xinyan can also tell that it is a shooting star!

“Someone is coming!?” Lin Xinyan and Tirathmis exclaimed at the same time.

Who is it? Can you enter the consciousness of Lin Xinyan, the consciousness of the photo frame Tirathmis?

Also on the test bench in Silver Valley, Stroge and Tong Liya also looked at the surveillance screen cry out in surprise: “Who is this?”

Meteor shot across the sky , Fell accurately in the basin in front of the wireframe world Gaogang, and then restored to a green human form on the ground. The object of the line world has no entity, but it has the physical characteristics of the entity. To be precise, the green human form is gradually restored to the shape of a human from a pool of green liquid that has fallen into a pool of water. This seems a little weird in this world, but it also illustrates the fact that things in this world are hard to die.

But what kind of consciousness can cross the two levels and come here?

Tirathemis immediately thought of the mysterious power some time ago, but from the feel he felt that he was not very similar to that power.

After the green person took shape, he respectfully beckoned to Lin Xinyan who was sitting on the hill, saying: “I came to visit without saying hello. Basically it is a bit presumptuous, but I have no malice.”

Lin Xinyan’s heart moved at will, his body disappeared from the spot, and the next moment appeared in front of the green man.

Different from the green man’s respectful attitude, Lin Xinyan’s shot is not to show friendship, but when he raises his hand, he frightfully attacks the incoming person. The lines behind him have not even had time to keep up with him. Body shape, pull out an illusory shadow. The visitor was slightly surprised, but the flattery on his face did not disappear. At the same time, he held his hands in front of him to block Lin Xinyan’s expected attack.

But it was not Lin Xinyan’s fist he was waiting for. Lin Xinyan suddenly turned into a palm in the middle of the fist. There were many filaments stretched out of the palm without warning. The filaments were like threads, oscillating to form a net, and the tip part lost its shape due to the oscillating too fast. The next moment appeared directly behind the green man.

The light and shadow flickered, and the lines flickered endlessly and woven into a cage, trapping the green man in it.