Finished.

Caught in the act! Moore's body trembled immediately.

Then slowly turn around.

But Russell came up slowly with hot coffee in his hand and said with a smile, "Master Moore, what are you doing?"

Moore stared at the gloomy old man. The more he looked at him, the more he looked like a perverted sex maniac who would kill without blinking an eye.

Moore swallowed.

Countless excuses flashed through my mind.

But suddenly I felt pale and powerless.

He shrank back, "You will definitely not believe that I am ordering takeout. In fact, I am spying on all the secrets of your company. It is your honor."

“That’s understandable.”

Russell smiled gently and stretched out his hand directly, "You have been busy all day and are very tired. Have a cup of coffee."

"?"

Moore took the coffee in a daze. Was he perhaps a fool?

Russell said, "You have seen the power of my company's products. I will start charging for them in three days. It won't be long before the market value of my company reaches an astonishing figure."

"And you"

"You want to steal trade secrets, which is reasonable and reasonable. I forgive you."

After a pause, Russell said, "Have some coffee."

Moore brought the coffee to his lips, thinking secretly.

It's logical that he wants to make money.

Russell looked at Moore's sexy little lips about to touch the coffee in the cup, feeling pity, but his smile became even wider.

"I've made up my mind."

But Moore suddenly put down the cup and said, "Let me personally experience your company's equipment."

"If this thing is really magical, I can consider convincing my family to invest in you."

Moore gritted his teeth and voted for your grandma.

This young master is not going to get the tiger cub without entering the tiger's den!

"oh?"

Russell suddenly laughed strangely, "This is a way to have the best of both worlds."

Speaking of.

Russell actually snatched the coffee cup and threw it directly into the trash can!

Moore was slightly surprised.

10 minutes later.

Moore lay on the brain structure transformation machine and slowly closed his eyes.

When he woke up again.

I opened my eyes hazily, only to find myself in a boundless white space.

In the distance, there were five thousand people lined up in a row, kneeling on the ground, with lifeless faces, muttering something continuously.

Moore was shocked.

Because he was deeply impressed by the figure at the front of the line, it was the punk girl named Lu Xi! "What's going on!"

"Am I dreaming?!"

Moore was even more panicked. He ran to Lu Xi and shook her shoulders. "Lu Xi, do you still remember me? What happened to you?"

But the girl's eyes were blank, as if she didn't see Moore, she was just staring at a small keyboard on the ground.

I only heard her muttering: "Ms. Lu Xi, I have booked a taxi for you because in 30 minutes, it will be time for you to do your hair treatment."

Moore was stunned for a moment.

Is she talking to herself? And she's like an artificial intelligence!

after.

Moore looked at the 5,000 figures lined up far away. Their actions were very similar to Lu Xi's! Moore suddenly felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart!

The next moment.

Russell appeared out of nowhere, still wearing a white coat, with a very gentle smile, "Master Moore, welcome to my SZ world."

Moore frowned, "What the hell is this!"

Russell said nothing.

With a gentle wave of his hand, a window appeared out of thin air.

However, another 'Moore' woke up from the seat of the machine and came to the machine immediately.

The 'Moore' touched the chip behind his head and said, "Why am I feeling nothing? Can it read my preferences now? Why is the speaker not responding?"

The conscious mole's pupils trembled violently.

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

He seemed to understand something in an instant, and said slowly: "I like symphonies, the Hungarian Symphony."

But in the real warehouse, the small SZ speaker said, "Master Moore, we present your favorite symphony to you."

Moore, who was standing in front of the speaker, suddenly shouted, "Oh my God, it really works! I didn't even feel anything!"

Moore's consciousness suddenly froze! He was shocked for a long time.

He slowly turned his head to look at Russell, "Consciousness extraction? Consciousness replication? Or... the legendary consciousness uploading?"

"Ha ha!"

Russell suddenly laughed wildly, "As expected of the legendary technological genius Master Moore, you actually guessed our technology in such a short time?"

At this moment, Moore tried his best to keep his mind calm and looked at the more than 5,000 kneeling figures.

He trembled and said, "And they are the original consciousness of those customers, but now they have become 'artificial intelligence' at the mercy of others?"

Russell smiled and nodded, "Yes."

Moore felt his head spinning. He roared, "How dare you create such evil technology? It's against humanity! You are a cruel murderer!"

"kill?"

"No! No! No!"

Russell laughed and looked at Moore in the window. "Look at him. He is alive and well now. He is a copy of your consciousness. He is you. It's just that he is occasionally influenced by some small subconsciousness."

Moore suddenly realized.

That small brain-implanted chip is not a tool for connecting electrical appliances.

Rather, it is a tool to control the human subconscious mind, and it is not easy for the host itself to detect it!

No wonder there are so many returning customers!

"I have to say, your techniques are really advanced and you can even use your subconscious mind."

"What is your purpose, to control all of humanity?"

"And you, a pervert, definitely don't have this kind of skills. Who is the mastermind behind this?"

Moore stared at Russell with his eyes wide open.

"Our technology comes from a god-level creator."

"I heard from the master that his name is Liu."

"hehe."

At this point, Russell chuckled, "I really admire you. You are already in danger, but you still want to get to the bottom of it?"

Right at this moment.

In real life, Moore has come to an SZ TV with an excited look on his face.

He said with interest: "Play a program that I like for this young master."

Russell in the code world chuckled at the consciousness 'Moore' and stretched out his hand, saying, "Please start your work?"

Conscious Moore gritted his teeth and said, "You are dreaming."