Chapter 1140 A World Without Games (Part 3)

Colonel Conrad spent about ten seconds reciting a code that was neither long nor short and whose meaning was unclear, and he read it one by one according to the pronunciation of the letters.

After she finished reading, all the resistance soldiers in the room showed nervous expressions... staring at Feng Bujue with burning eyes.

"Excuse me... what does this mean?" After waiting for a few seconds, Feng Bujue asked.

For some reason, when he asked this question, the people around him became relaxed again.

"Ha...I see." At this time, Conrad also put away his stern expression slightly, and his tone softened slightly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Feng Bujue, it's not that I don't trust you...but based on past experience , I have to be careful." As she spoke, she turned back to the desk and raised her hand to motion to a chair at the other end of the table, "Please sit down, Feng Bujue."

Brother Jue walked over without much hesitation. After sitting down, he said, "You still haven't answered my question..." He paused for half a second and asked again, "What you just said... are What's the meaning?"

"Hey! Be polite when talking to the colonel!" The next second, the lightning head standing behind Brother Jue spoke sharply.

However, the colonel immediately waved his hand and winked at her, signaling her, "I'll come here."

"Mr. Feng Bujue." After a brief silence, Colonel Conrad put his elbows on the table, looked at Brother Jue with a look that said, "I'm seeing through you," and continued, "I think you should know." PM' right?"

"I know that these two-letter abbreviations can represent at least twenty or thirty meanings. Can you be more specific?" Feng Bujue replied.

"Parasitoid Men." Conrad responded immediately, "A special unit created by Pita for this war."

"Oh..." Feng Bujue said with vacant eyes, "Listening to the name...could it be a partially modified cyborg?"

"To be precise, they are humans parasitized by nanorobots." Conrad explained, "In the fifth year of the war, Pita began to implement this plan... It will use our army's captured personnel, General criminals, as well as people it considers to be "low productivity", are gathered together for forced transformation, and nanorobots are implanted in these people's bodies; the impact of this implantation is irreversible, and the nanorobots will immediately destroy the implanted ones. Part of the patient's own brain tissue is replaced by it, making it a puppet of the AI; once those nanorobots stop functioning, the PM will also die, which means..."

"...In other words." Feng Bujue took over, "The moment they accepted the transformation, those people were already dead."

"That's right," Conrad replied.

After answering this sentence, she paused, sighed thoughtfully, and then said: "Huh... when this technology first appeared, we knew nothing about it; because the size of nanorobots is so small, And it has anti-scanning programs that cannot be identified by ordinary scanning equipment... Therefore, during that period, a large number of PMs penetrated into our army... causing us huge losses."

Although she is only a few years older than Brother Jue, her brows reveal a temperament that has experienced many vicissitudes of life. Of course, for a person who was born in the war years and participated in it, this is not enough. Strange.

"Fortunately, we were not completely defeated," Conrad continued. "Our intelligence personnel quickly obtained relevant information about PM and found several methods to verify PM."

"Like that string of codes you just mentioned?" Feng Bujue asked.

Conrad nodded slightly and replied: "All intelligent robots manufactured by Pita will be equipped with an 'emergency stop command'. This principle naturally also applies to the nanorobots in PM's brain."

"Then how do you know..." Although these words are not good for him, Feng Bujue's temper can't help but say it, "...the password you just reported is not outdated? Pita can definitely give it Each batch of nanobots should have a different set of passwords, right?"

"No, it can't." Conrad didn't react much to this question, "Because the human brain is a very complex organ, the structure and operating principles of those PM robots also have very strict specifications and great limitations. . To put it simply...if the password is changed, the robots will no longer work, and the implantation operation will become a simple murder operation...and the cost is very high."

"Oh..." Feng Bujue asked, "Then let me ask...when did you learn about that string of passwords?"

"Just one month after the first batch of PMs caused us huge losses." Conrad replied.

"Then from that point on, doesn't PM become ineffective?" Feng Bujue said.

"Indeed, since then, Pita has significantly reduced PM production." Conrad replied, "But less... does not mean none. After all, the personnel changes in our army are also great, and not every recruit Everyone can recite the codes, even some veterans can't; and we don't have enough resources to print a manual for each soldier that records various codes or precautions... Therefore, there will still be problems in these years. Some PMs tried to sneak into us through various channels." When she said this, she took out a cigar from the cigar box on the table, casually cut off one end with a knife, and lit it for herself. He took a sip and said, "F-Okay, do you have any questions about the parasite?"

Hearing this, Feng Bujue turned to look at the guards behind him: "You just said that there are 'several' verification methods..." His eyes moved to the strange devices in the hands of those guards, "They have The ones you take here are considered a kind of thing, right?”

"Our army's specially made pulse gun." Conrad blew out smoke rings in a middle-aged uncle-like tone and replied, "It can burn out the robot in PM's brain 100%, and there is about a 30% chance of killing it. Common people cause brain damage.”

"Haha...hehe..." Feng Bujue laughed dryly and made no comment.

"Okay, Mr. Feng Bujue." Conrad replied, "I've said a lot, but you don't seem to have said anything yet..." She paused, "I have to remind you... Anyway , you are still a prisoner of our army, I can be very polite to you... or very rude... Do you understand? "

Conrad is also a good negotiator. Although she did seem to talk a lot to Brother Jue, in fact... what she said is just common sense to people in this world. Anyone who resists All soldiers or members of the search force know these things.

"Captain Thad should have already responded to your situation about my situation, right?" Feng Bujue is also a good negotiator. At least he must be qualified in terms of being thick-skinned. "Now if you ask me to say, I will probably only I can tell you some things about 'another timeline', because I have almost forgotten about this timeline."

"Hmph..." Conrad snorted coldly, "I originally wanted to ask you about things in another timeline."

"What?" Feng Bujue asked tentatively, "Isn't what I said in the interrogation room enough to prove that I am a Zhiyue? I have to remind you...that question was asked by Captain Thad. , unless he colluded with me in advance and asked me to prepare a long answer to bluff people, otherwise..."

"I know all this." Conrad interrupted Brother Jue again, "I don't need you to tell me how to identify undercover agents..."

"Undercover?" Feng Bujue asked suspiciously, "Haven't you been able to prove that I am not a PM? As for whether I am a robot, you have already scanned it, right?"

"Ha!" At this moment, Lightning Head laughed dryly from behind.

At the same time, Conrad smiled.

She leaned forward and blew smoke into Brother Jue's face: "Pure human spies... are the most troublesome..."

"There really are such people..." Feng Bujue replied with empty eyes.

But when he thought about it, it made sense. In almost all wars, there will be such existence as "terrorists". Even in a setting like "The Matrix", individual traitors will appear; compared with the man who wants to lie in the cabin and enjoy the glory and wealth, In the world in front of us, at least those who commit adultery can enjoy some substantial benefits...

"Okay, stop rambling." Conrad said, "Maybe you can fool Thad, but you can't fool me... I have seen many spies with good memories. It only takes two or three months of training." , they can memorize basic knowledge about video games. On the surface... they are no different from the 'Zhiyue Yue who awakened after the age of twenty'." She spat again, "Uh--. —But no one can fool my glasses.”

"Boy, you are unlucky today..." Lightning Head said in a proud tone, adding a threat to Brother Jue at the right time, "The colonel is one of the first batch of awakened intellectuals. Your tricks will soon be revealed." It will be exposed.”

At this time, a trace of pride flashed across Conrad's face, and he then said to Brother Jue: "I have exposed and captured many pure human spies alive before, and used a 'not very polite' way to get them out of their mouths." We have received a lot of information, among which... there are training materials used by Pita's spy agency."

"I understand." Feng Bujue said, "You want to ask me a few questions that were not covered in the spy training class, right?"

"First of all, please name at least three copycat game consoles." After a second, Conrad asked directly.

"Huh?" Feng Bujue's dead-eye state came over, "Only three?"

"'Only' three?" Conrad was surprised, because based on past experience, most spies couldn't even name one.

For those who are not Zhiyuan, they know nothing about things in another timeline; when receiving spy training, they will probably recite the names and abbreviations of all genuine game consoles. But... only those who truly have "game memory" will have an impression of copycat machines; even if some people have no memory of playing copycat machines, they will at least know a few names.

"Hmm..." On the other side, Feng Bujue thought for a few seconds and then began to describe, "Speaking of copycat phones... we have to talk about FC. In the mid-1990s, when FC's market share was gradually lost to other When new products replace them, it is the spring of their copycat products; of course... It must have been autumn in Japan, Europe and the United States at that time, and it was still spring... They are those countries or regions where it is extremely difficult to get genuine consoles and cassettes. ; Among them, the copycat products produced in the Chinese-speaking region are the most widespread and sophisticated... Even Russian children grew up playing with various mainland and Taiwanese products. "

He used the tone of a super veteran, talking to Conrad as if giving a lecture. In a daze... the colonel almost forgot that he was actually testing the other person.

"There are many FC knockoffs. Due to the special background of the time, these knockoffs can be sold at the counters of various large shopping malls, and even register companies and grow bigger and bigger..." Feng Bujue continued, "Here I will roughly list some brands that have never obtained Nintendo's authorization and basically do not take the authorization seriously... For example, Xiaolintong, Zhilibao, Shengtian, Tianma, SANNY, Shanghe, Sea Angel, Pangtian, Xiaobawang, Xiaotiancai, Lianhua, Xinxing, Terminator, etc., some of which are the products of mutual copying, which is really quite strange..."

Brother Jue said this very quickly, almost catching up with the tongue twister.

Conrad was also shocked. Halfway through, the cigar in her hand fell into the ashtray.

For a while, the room was silent, and only the sound of several guards swallowing saliva could be heard.

"You...wait a minute." Two seconds later, Conrad's reaction became very similar to that of Captain Sader. She looked at Jue with a complicated expression, then left her seat, walked to the side of the room, and turned a metal valve on the wall.

Then, there was a "clang--" sound, and a storage space appeared from the wall.

In that space, there was a flat screen that looked like it was made of garbage (yes, that's what steampunk is like), and a game console that looked very much like FC; next to the game console, there was a special metal rack with dozens of circuit boards neatly embedded on it (that is, FC cartridges without shells, which we called bare-chested cards when we were young. PS: I was young and ignorant back then, and I always thought that the shell of the 8-bit machine cartridge was of poor quality and would break if I pried it hard; until I grew up, I saw the genuine FC and NES cartridges...), needless to say, these are games.

"As far as I know..." After opening the locker, Conrad spoke again, "... Pita will let the spies play some classic FC games to let them actually understand what electronic games are. However, Pita only lets them play the first level of each game to prevent these people from being attracted by the game and defecting." She said, turning her head to look at Brother Jue, "So... I would like you to randomly select five games, and without using Continue (continue after the life is used up), play three of them to the third level, to prove..."

"Okay... I got it." Feng Bujue stepped forward before the other party finished speaking, randomly drew a card (the card was not packaged anyway, so it didn't matter which one you drew) and inserted it into the game console, turned on the switch skillfully, picked up the controller, and sat down, "Tsk... I drew Ninja Dragon III right at the beginning..." He muttered, looked at Conrad and said, "This game is a bit difficult... and the levels are quite weird. It's not clear whether the second train section is one level or half a level; otherwise... I'll give you a speed run?" (~^~)