Chapter 864 Out of Control Zone

"What happened?"

Freya was very sensitive, and the changes in Boluogo were clearly reflected in her eyes. She asked cautiously, "Are you okay? Boluogo."

"It's nothing," Boluogo suppressed his restless heart, "I just found that I seemed to be taken advantage of and involved in an...office fight?"

"Huh? Are you serious?" Freya asked.

Boluogo hesitated for a moment, affirmed again, and said helplessly, "You are really right, Freya, I was really thrown here because of the office fight."

"ah……"

Freya didn't know what to say for a moment. She thought for a while, patted Boluogo on the shoulder, and comforted, "It's okay, there are still a lot of storage rooms here, and there will be enough food for a long time."

After carefully choosing, Freya asked again, "You are an undead, so if you have nothing to do, you should be fine if you have a few hungry meals, right?"

Boluogo was stunned. Looking at Freya's sincere look, he couldn't help but laugh.

"no problem."

Boluogo has never tried to starve himself to death, but sometimes the root cause is that it must be just a negative state of hunger, which should be easily refreshed.

"Go on and see what he studies next."

Boluogo motioned to Freya to continue, while he himself looked through the piled design drawings.

Freya's "translation" slowed down, and the content in the notes gradually became more complicated and in-depth. Freya was also a little confused, and unfamiliar words appeared one after another.

Boluogo found the design drawing of the secret laboratory, which described the layout in detail. Boluogo picked it up and compared it with each room, and soon discovered an anomaly.

Standing in the main corridor of the secret laboratory, there is a huge circular space at the end of the corridor. This should be Mamo's main laboratory, but now the main laboratory has disappeared, replaced by a smooth wall without any traces. gap.

"Did you seal the main laboratory before evacuating?"

Boluogo reached out his hand and touched the wall in confusion, trying to find a way to open it, but there was no switch that could be triggered.

After thinking for a moment, Boluogo's eyes flashed with gleam. He tried to invade the wall. The ether penetrated into the material with difficulty and peeled it open bit by bit.

The solid wall cracked into straight lines. They cracked layer by layer, opening a narrow path, but there was still a wall behind the narrow path. Boluogo advanced several meters and still did not find the main laboratory.

Comparing it with the design drawing, Boluogo should be in the main laboratory at this time. Seeing this, he could only retreat helplessly.

"None of these scholars have peace of mind."

Boluogo complained secretly in his heart, first it was TEDA, then Mamo, and even earlier, there was the mysterious King Solomon.

Scholars seem to have the potential to be insane. For the sake of the so-called truth, they often do all kinds of crazy and transgressive behavior. However, we must also admit that they have indeed promoted the progress of the world. Without them, the devil might still be in the world. Unscrupulous.

Just as Bologg was guessing what happened in the main laboratory, Freya stuck her head out and greeted Bologg.

"Boluogo, I seem to know what his subsequent research will be."

Freya made some progress, and Bologg immediately returned to the office. She picked up the notes and said excitedly to Bologg as if showing off her achievements.

"Look at this, the handwriting on the front and back here is different."

Bologo looked at it, and it was indeed true. The first half of the note was obviously Mamo's handwriting, but after that the handwriting became delicate and slender, and Bologo saw the pattern again.

Strange rabbit head.

It was so out of place here that Bologger couldn't help but complain in his heart every time he saw it.

"It seems that Mamo gave up the research on virtual domain intelligence and handed it over to his apprentice?" Freya didn't know if her inference was correct. "The apprentice continued to study Mamo. , and there has been some progress.”

"Have you developed virtual domain intelligence?" Boluoge asked.

If the apprentice really succeeds, this knowledge will be as important as the secret passage to the sacred city.

"No, but the apprentice found a smart alternative. The notes say that the apprentice got inspiration from the crowd."

Freya asked with great confusion.

"What are the multitudes?"

Boluogo couldn't catch his breath and coughed hard twice.

"What did you say? Everyone?"

Damn it, Mamo and his apprentice just wrote down the top secrets of the Bureau of Order in their notes? How to explain to Freya, lie casually and tell her, or tell her seriously that the crowd is the decision-making room, a virtual mind that is the superposition of many consciousnesses.

Wait a moment……

Boluogo snatched the note and his eyes quickly caught the dazzling word between the lines.

"Everyone..." Boluogo murmured, "I know what they did."

Boluogo turned his head and looked at Freya, "Since it is extremely difficult to create intelligence in the virtual realm, wouldn't it be better to simply upload another consciousness into the virtual realm?"

"what are you saying?"

Freya couldn't understand what Boluogo said at first, but she instinctively felt a strong sense of crisis from Boluogo's words.

"These lunatics!"

Boluogo complained loudly. The secret passage leading to the holy city had not yet been found, but he was held back by another thing.

Assuming that the apprentice really succeeded and uploaded his consciousness into the cultivation room, then everyone must have felt it, but this place was not destroyed and Mamo was not liquidated, so it is very likely that everyone does not know what happened here.

In other words, the apprentice... no, anyone who knows the virtual domain intelligence, he has a great chance to implement this plan and upload himself to the virtual domain. If he fails, it's okay, but if he succeeds, his consciousness may still be hiding in this ruins area.

"The virtual domain intelligence, the controller, maintains the false operation of the Order Bureau, serves the decision-making room..."

A series of thoughts burst into Blogo's mind, and he felt that his head was about to explode. "Damn it, Mamo, what do you want me to do?"

Blogo took out the list of secondary goals and tried to find Mamo's hint on it, but there was nothing except a list of seemingly disturbing requirements.

Nothing is also an answer.

Adapt to circumstances.

Maybe Mamo himself didn't know what happened in the secret laboratory after Xilin's invasion. He didn't even know to what extent the apprentice had done after taking over his research.

Mamo may simply feel that he is dying soon, and wants to solve some hidden dangers before he dies completely.

As for what to do specifically, Mamo left the decision to himself.

Bologo's breathing became heavy, he held the notes tightly, and asked in a serious voice, "Furrya, you have lived in the ruins for so long, do you think the ruins have self-awareness?"

"Me? Didn't I tell you before? It's also written in the notes."

Borlogo said seriously, "I need you to repeat your thoughts now!"

Furrya was a little scared by Bologo. She took a few steps back and said in a low voice, "I think... I think the ruins have a certain self-awareness."

She immediately added, "Just like some animal consciousness, although it is not as intelligent as humans, it still has a certain logic and self-discipline.

Think of the ruins as a huge life form. The staff outside, what they do is to maintain the operation of the ruins and maintain the continuation of this life."

Furrya didn't know how to accurately describe this strange life form for a while. Suddenly, that tiny existence floated in her mind.

"Ant colony!"

Freya exclaimed, "The staff are like worker ants, but don't think of them as individuals, but think of the entire ant colony as an individual life. As for the staff, they can only be regarded as 'hair' and 'organs'?"

Berogo continued to ask, "If you think this life has self-awareness, then where do you think its central nervous system is?"

Freya answered directly without any hesitation.

"That hazy light."

Sure enough...

Berogo sat back in his chair and pressed his temple hard.

Assuming this possibility, after the Xilin invasion, someone was trapped in a secret laboratory. For survival reasons, he chose to upload his consciousness to the virtual domain to prolong his life, but what followed was the loss of control of the containment area and the outbreak of the extraordinary disaster, the inverted world.

The inverted world will distort the cognition of all conscious bodies, so can the virtual domain intelligence be exempted?

"If our guess is right, perhaps the ruins have never been out of control, Freya."

Berogo murmured, "Its cognition is just distorted, just like you, it regards everyone as an enemy."

Continuously moving towards chaos, blindly maintaining operation.

From the perspective of the ruins itself, it is not itself that is distorted, but the entire outside world.

Freya's eyes widened, and the figure of the evil spirit and the almost tangible hostility he exuded were reflected in her pupils.

There was a rumbling vibration, and Berogo rushed out of the office and stood in the main corridor. He saw that the road they had closed when they came was now full of cracks, and the cracks were shining with light, slowly breaking, as if evaporated and melted under high temperature.

Indistinctly, Berogo saw the vague figures of security personnel, who were chasing after him relentlessly.

"They shouldn't keep chasing us," Freya was terrified. "They usually hide and don't show their heads, so they ignore it."

"This time it's different. We have touched their secrets. Now they only want to wipe them out!"

Berogo said as he drew out the Bite of Resentment. Semi-transparent mucus flowed on the black blade. Weak arcs flashed in the gelatinous mucus, as if thunder was hidden.

"I will stop them, and you..."

Berogo gave orders, "Go and rescue those materials. Take as much as you can."

Those papers are not only precious knowledge, but also the key to solving the mystery of the ruins.