Liu Di returns to Ghost Island.

Sit quietly all night.

He was thinking about two things.

Who exactly is my father? He appears in Xingzhi and also in the Second World Brain and Nerve Research Institute.

He called Bertram, the former assistant of Starweaver CEO.

The Beiming Temple believer named Lawson.

Lawson handed over a USB drive with very little information on it.

Among them was a photo taken 27 years ago! Liu Zhengqing and the previous CEO of Xingzhi, who was also the elder of Bertram's family, stood in front of a huge machine.

'Consciousness Radiator'

'Embodyable human consciousness'

'But the cooperation between Xingzhi Group and Liu Zhengqing was not pleasant. After learning that Xingzhi Group wanted to use drugs to mutate the human brain in order to control the machinery, Liu Zhengqing left in anger.'

There is a brief description at the back.

Brother Liu frowned.

I wasn't born at that time.

The Internet was not well developed, and very little of this kind of confidential information has been able to survive to this day.

And his father has always been like an elusive shadow.

The true self will never be found.

Brother Liu knew that Xingzhi’s backer was the European government.

I instantly thought of the driver of the Pluto mecha.

His brain is abnormally developed and his hands are evolved, as if they were elongated.

If the mecha wants the fastest response, directly transmitting commands through human brain activity must be the most efficient method.

But it was obvious that this did not match my father's research direction.

and.

Judging from the mobility of the Pluto mecha, even now, Europe's brain nerve technology is still in a state of swallowing the whole thing, and there is definitely no breakthrough progress.

It is even far inferior to Pope's Deicide.

At first, Brother Liu controlled the God Slayer for 10 seconds, but it was through the Internet after all. He knew in his heart that if it was connected to the human brain, the capabilities of the God Slayer would be far more than that.

Liu Di did not comment on the electrification of the human brain.

This must be an inevitable trend in the future.

In fact, this will be the ultimate state of machines serving humans and will become a way for humans to achieve immortality.

Thinking of this, Brother Liu suddenly asked, "Mo Tong, how do you cooperate with my brain?"

"Huh?"

The demon boy's voice came, "Brother Liu, you have asked me this question many times, and every time I will answer you that I was created by more advanced technology. Before I can reach super artificial intelligence, even I can't understand it."

Liu Di was stunned, "Really? Have I asked this many times?"

Demon Child: "Yes, but you always forget everything, as if your memory is messed up in time and space."

Brother Liu sighed slightly.

Let go of these confusing thoughts.

Focusing on his father's face in the photo, is the consciousness particle he is studying an advanced technology or just a fantasy? But Liu Di holds a glimmer of hope in his heart.

By integrating hundreds of technologies related to consciousness particles in the brain, a so-called "consciousness monitor" was designed.

Looking at the drawings in perspective.

The reason why the patents I use are sealed in the basement is that they are at least ten years old.

It must be the result of my father’s hard work.

Brother Liu was disappointed. Even if the machine was built, someone would need to die inside the instrument. Otherwise, the instrument would not be able to monitor anything.

Brother Liu passed the drawings to Nan Ruoyi.

Let her use her robot factory to build the instrument.

Even as a souvenir.

after.

Liu Di recalled another confusing force - the Chinese Mohist School.

Among the thousands of research institutes in China, they insist on controlling the Brain and Nerve Research Institute.

Could it be that they have made a breakthrough in the field of brain research? Will they have a way to cure Tianluo? After finishing the business at hand, or stealing from his own company, it is time to pay a visit to the mysterious ninth-generation leader of the Mohist School! Brother Liu raised his head.

The sunrise is rising above the coastline in the distance, turning the sky into an orange-red color! It is so beautiful.

“Hah! Hah!” From the distant shore of Ghost Island, there came bursts of fierce shouts.

Brother Liu looked off into the distance.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

What I saw were 283 figures who got up at sunrise, lined up in an orderly manner, stood in front of the waves, and practiced a set of marching punches in unison.

Under the morning sun, the tall figures are full of masculinity.

Brother Liu was moved.

I don’t know how much consciousness Tianluo has left.

Although they no longer want to return to the War Department, the physical training habits they have developed over the years are deeply engraved in their bones.

As the saying goes, people only see the heroic appearance of the strong, but few people know that the strong never slack off!

Brother Liu was infected by this atmosphere.

He stood up and stretched his muscles, then slowly walked in front of the Tianluo warrior.

283 people stood up straight instantly and greeted in unison: "Mr. Liu."

Brother Liu nodded, "Brothers, your strength is unmatched, but we Chinese also have a kind of martial arts that emphasizes tranquility of mind and harmony of movement and stillness."

Brother Liu walked slowly, "How about I show off my skills today and teach you a set of boxing?"

"We learn from Mr. Liu."

283 people responded in unison.

Brother Liu nodded slowly, his eyes sweeping across the faces of the soldiers one by one.

He wanted to teach everyone boxing from the bottom of his heart.

But at the same time, he also wanted to know how much intelligence Tian Luo's brain, which was controlled by Toxoplasma, had recovered.

"Brothers, just watch out."

Brother Liu stood at the front of the group, slowly took a horse stance, closed his eyes, and regulated his breathing.

The Tianluo warriors also concentrated and adopted the same posture.

There seemed to be a moment of silence between heaven and earth.

moment.

Brother Liu held a fist under his armpit and threw a punch slowly. The speed was very slow, but it was as steady as a horizontal steel ruler, without a single deviation! Then he exchanged fists, the second punch, and the third punch.

"This set of boxing techniques focuses on the state of mind, so everyone should be cautious and not be too proud or impatient."

Brother Liu clenched his fists and swung his hands in front of his chest like flowing water. Steaming air slowly emanated from his fingertips, drawing a Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram in the void!

In the perspective, the devil boy also imitated the movements in a naive manner.

He frowned, wearing a Taoist robe: "The so-called airflow is the evaporation effect produced by the human body's high concentration of attention and mobilization of the pores. According to the principle of conservation of energy, the body temperature will drop after doing it for a long time. Master, I feel so cold."

This set of boxing performed by Brother Liu.

It was in the Baimei Temple on Xiuxiang Mountain that I learned it in just one night!

The ancient martial arts mentioned by Baimei - Qigong! But if Baimei saw Liu Di now, he would definitely shut himself up!

Brother Liu practiced this kind of boxing twice in total.

He has already entered the ultimate state of meditation that is said to occur only once in a thousand years!