Volume 16: The Wheel of Reincarnation Chapter 7: Brand
...What's going on?
Faced with the glaring signal that looked like blood, Zhang Lingmeng subconsciously threw the paper away.
Because the characters were written in such a terrifying way, it was as if a person had gone mad and rubbed his fingers into blood, and then used his bony knuckles to smear the words on the paper with his own blood, giving people an inexplicable feeling of depression and madness.
And on the back of the paper was not only the HLEP ME distress signal, but also some messy lines and words that looked dizzy. The words "failed product" were written around a bunch of messy balls of yarn, and the words "this is wrong" were scribbled under the side of a cross, and finally there was something that looked like a computer case, with the words "do not investigate" written around it.
There were other scattered portraits and unsystematic things piled up around, looking like a mad child trying his best to paint out the monster in his imagination, but he was powerless and could only use his own blood to make some markings. The uneasy message behind this piece of paper made Zhang Lingmeng frown. She was not afraid, but if this was really some kind of black magic and curse, then she would not be dissatisfied if she died here on the spot, because it meant a new focus and new hope. But the problem was that it didn't happen.
There is no magic, there is nothing in this world, no hope, only the cold and dead universe and the human beings lingering in the solar system. The obvious reason is that he learned something he shouldn't know in the prison where Li Lin was, and then decided to correct himself.
After making up its mind, the drone floating in the air flashed again and read out a backup file.
'Next, play the audio clip Zhang Lingmeng left behind thirty minutes ago.'
"Ah, this is also the first time I've recorded myself, but I don't know how to say it..."
There were some strange sounds inside the drone.
Listening to my own voice being played back, it was actually very strange. Because when I speak, the sound is a little . But obviously these are all small things. The most important thing is that the speaker is broadcasting my voice from thirty minutes ago, but for Zhang Lingmeng now, it is undoubtedly something that has never happened.
"How should I put it? It really scared me. I did this for my own reasons. The inhibitor was the answer, and I thought of this answer myself. Because he is so involved. If you saw my face, you would definitely guess something, because I am a genius, after all, it is me. But now if it is just through the audio, you can't analyze anything. Although I have decided, I still want to tell you this part, so that you won't be suspicious and do something rash and irrational again, so I will just tell you directly."
"You saw that piece of paper, right? That's the final step of the mind stamp. I've already set up the program to physically remove my memory. And the message to Brother Li Lin has also been planned and sent out. Everything has been arranged."
"So my advice to you is, don't investigate, don't search, don't touch. The failed products can stay underground forever, there is no need to open the Pandora's box again. If you still have even a little sense of responsibility, even a little trust in humans and AI, you must never go to the prison to look for anything. This is a responsibility to all mankind and all AI, and it is also a responsibility to me, to Li Lin, and to yourself."
"Your thinking has been restricted, and your action logic has also been restricted, so we are all safe. Have fun playing games, and live happily with Brother Li Lin."
"Ten years ago, the technology gave Brother Li Lin some hesitation, but now the technology has been perfected, which is a good thing."
"Goodbye, future me, never come back."
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Thought stamp? What the hell is this thought stamp?
Listening to the message from thirty minutes ago, Zhang Lingmeng was completely confused.
I don't know what kind of mentality she had in leaving the message to herself, as well as the inexplicable destruction and the strange historical records, all of which prove that something very elusive and uncertain whether it was good or bad happened to this woman, Zhang Lingmeng.
But she didn't feel brainwashed or something was imprinted in her mind. As a B-level person and a top genius, she didn't feel anything special. It was just like the failure of the negotiations on Mars. There was only a slight sense of frustration and some unwillingness, but nothing else. As for the so-called sense of restraint, it was nonsense.
The human spirit itself is free, so where does the restraint come from?
"But deleting so much experimental data is really a headache..."
Thinking back to the deleted experimental data, Zhang Lingmeng felt a headache.
Although the matter about Brother Li Lin has been settled, the girl still feels sad that the entire experimental record has been lost. That is the record related to the entire lunar biosphere, many of which are unique and difficult to reproduce. The price is too high.
As for the question about Li Lin's problem, you must be kidding. Hasn't it been solved? If it's a problem, then it's a problem . Just ignore it. I've already given a warning, so just ignore it. Compared to the so-called world conspiracy, which is a trivial matter, it's more troublesome that my own ecosystem database has been exploded. Because rebuilding a complete logic database is not a simple task.
"At least leave me some experimental data. Why don't you even leave me any experimental data... Or do you want to do experiments in the game?"
No, I still quite like the feeling of doing experiments .
By the way, Les Miserables should be launched soon, right? Has it not yet? If it is, ask Brother Li Lin if we can continue.
Without realizing that there was anything wrong with his thinking, the information about the underground and the mysterious message was quickly forgotten. Zhang Lingmeng called the drone familiarly to connect to Li Lin's communication. After all, it was nothing serious, and the game was more important.
