Cyber Heroes

You must remember that the innate human body is the most humble.

A huge Austrian black and brown hound scolded: Martial arts is easy to practice and difficult to practice. It is easy to practice because you just need to entrust everything to the machine. It is difficult to practice. , because if you want to practice well, you must transcend innate things and achieve great freedom!

This is the picture that comes to mind.

——What a familiar argument...

The man was thinking this way. There should be a character in him... Xiang Shan's past who said something similar, right?

Sure enough, there was a weak bioelectrical surge in the brain. It seems like memories are being rekindled.

But what surfaced in his consciousness now was not Xiangshan's memory.

This memory belongs to Will Grande Doug. This is what his father taught him and his brothers and sisters.

The giant hound didn't teach Will a single move. These were all implanted into Will's prosthetic body along with martial arts algorithms.

They are just constantly practicing, strengthening the use of bionic boxing in actual combat, and honing in on the biological brain, martial arts algorithms, and prosthetic bodies.

Convolution computing is already a very mature concept. The prosthesis can also make certain optimizations for itself based on long-term records.

The biological brain must also form a neural circuit that matches the martial arts algorithm.

And martial arts algorithms are constantly being written into new strategy groups because of biological brains and prosthetics.

This is the martial arts practice of Cybermen.

There is no point in a person throwing a set of punches over and over again. The procedural memory stored in the brain [also commonly known as muscle memory] has a completely negligible impact on the body. Cybermen do not need, let alone exercise, to increase their physical fitness. The practice of martial arts is completely meaningless.

Cyber ​​martial arts only has fighting methods.

The path of martial arts for Cybermen only involves actual combat.

This is not a good memory. Xiang Shan felt a little nauseous just by reading.

But there is no way, Xiangshan needs to absorb the memory of the dog-shaped warrior.

He didn't remember very clearly about this aspect. Not to mention that he is not an expert in the field of brain nerves [and besides, just one brain science can be subdivided into countless fields]. Even if he is, he will not be able to grasp the face of this era.

Where has the information technology of this era reached? Is the principle of emotion understood? Is it possible to create a code for emotion?

have no idea.

But even in the era in his memory, it is very dangerous to suddenly read other people's memory storage devices.

A person's thinking is ultimately affected by experience. From this point of view, the personality trait called character is probably just the result of the convolution calculation of experience.

Reading other people's memory storage devices will affect one's own consciousness to a certain extent. The impact is often unpredictable.

If a person's own experience is sufficient, the quality is high enough, and the past life is glorious enough, which is far stronger than the memory being read, then the impact of this memory may not be too great.

But if it were the other way around, it would be over.

Xiang Shan still had no memory at all.

This is not good.

But Xiang Shan had no hesitation. In the end, he just followed the method in his memory, took the initiative to think specifically, and activated specific areas of his brain to resist this influence.

This is a scientific concept designed by implanting electrodes into the biological brain and continuously observing how the brain discharges when thinking about a specific object. It has the same origin as the seeds of internal strength, but its effect is limited to visualization.

If the memory you are dealing with is huge enough, no matter how skilled you are in visualization, you will inevitably suffer from personality overwriting.

But Xiangshan needs to absorb this piece of memory. He knows very little about this era.

He could trust Yuki. But Yuki is just an ordinary kid. He doesn't know many secrets.

Xiangshan must understand this strange era.

only……

The memory of this dog is so disgusting.

At the age of ten, after giving up asylum under the arrangement of his father, this creature has been living in an inhuman way.

——Why... it is obvious that cybernetic bodies were developed so that humans can get rid of the pain of diseases and conquer extreme environments... why is this technology used to make people wearing dog skins?

It's that nameless anger again.

Xiangshan was almost forced out of a meditative state by this emotion.

Then, he was alerted by the sound of distant gunfire.

It was a series of shots. Then there was a slight muffled sound.

The gunfire stopped.

That's not something the mayor's automatic rifle can make. Xiangshan quickly judged that something must have happened in the town.

Through the wall, you can vaguely hear the chaotic sounds outside.

That boy... I hope he can come back in time. Xiang Shan sighed, holding back the memory of Will that surged out of his mind from time to time, and began to install his legs.

He trained Youki partly because he really needed an assistant he could trust. But that doesn't mean he can't do it without his assistant.

The installation of the legs has reached the final step, and all that was left was installation and actual testing.

——I hope the actual machine test will not turn into a practical test...

Xiang Shan thought so. Although the legs had been debugged when they were connected to the medical terminal, Xiangshan had not yet connected them to his nervous system.

Untyped languages ​​can increase the difficulty of hacking to a certain extent, but they have to pay a price - it is unpredictable where and what kind of bugs will occur in untyped languages.

Not to mention him, even the godlike hacker...the godlike programmer...whoever he was in my memory...didn't dare to say that the things he wrote were absolutely bug-free.

This is something determined by the mathematical level of human civilization.

But if there is a bug in the prosthetic driver, especially during battle, it would be too fatal.

Xiangshan quickly inserted his legs into the slots at the base of his thighs that he had prepared for a long time, fixed the circuits one by one, installed the parts, and tightened the screws...

Don't skip every step. Sometimes, whether a screw is tightened or not can determine the life or death of a knight.

——Hurry up... Hurry up...

——Bionic boxing is one of the oldest types of boxing, and it is said that it can even be traced back to the era of Wu Zu...

——Don’t panic, this screw...

——Lords are strong men who have proven themselves. They are... an extension of their will...

--Soon……

The memory from Will turned into a demonic barrier. Outside, the noise mixed with the clanging of metal. Xiangshan could hardly tell which ones were distracting thoughts that were disturbing him and which ones were real.

Then, there was another loud noise.

A building not far away collapsed.

This was followed by the roar of something breaking the sound barrier.

Rumble.

--faster……

Then the noise from the outside world disappeared.

Xiangshan keenly felt that some movement was approaching here.

——Has been discovered?

——The secret of bionic boxing lies in...

——Coming for me?

Then, a voice came from outside the door: Hey, that unknown warrior is still in front of you, right? Now, fellow Jianghu practitioners are coming to you to confirm what they have learned! Can you please come out?

Xiangshan worked hard to reduce the power supply of his own power supply to reduce the heat he produced.

He suddenly realized that this kind of integrated outer armor was too ugly. No vacuum layer, no reflective liner, no way to hide your own heat signature…

——Ah, no... If there is this kind of outer armor, it must be matched with a better heat dissipation system...

——The best cooling system can even be used as a weapon... boiling coolant is sprayed from the hole at a specific time, which can mislead the heat signal tracking equipment...

Time must be gained. There is also a retaining ring on the joint part that must be tightened.

Such thoughts flashed through Xiangshan's mind.

However, the next sentence came from outside.

Hey, you're not going to show off, are you? Then you can't say what will happen to your benefactor?

Then came Yuki's voice. The boy only said half a sentence hysterically, and Xiang Shan didn't even hear it clearly. This was followed by a muffled groan.

--what happened?

Xiangshan's prosthetic eyes seemed to read his thoughts. As a result, Xiangshan's vision began to expand. A broader spectrum is incorporated into his visual repertoire.

The reason why humans think something is opaque is because light cannot penetrate the object.

But in fact, the penetrating capabilities of different electromagnetic waves are different. If some aliens cannot see human visible light but can see X-rays, then the wood in their eyes will be as crystal clear as the glass in human eyes.

Xiangshan's vision passed through the house.

He saw the provocative giant.

Xiangshan wanted to say that he felt suffocated, but he really didn't need his lungs to breathe now.

——Such a huge prosthetic body... Such power...

But this thought was overshadowed by the next thought.

——No, that’s not right... Martial arts itself can subvert the combat power gap caused by pure numerical accumulation... This is the meaning of martial arts being designed...

Hello? Can't you come out?

The giant man seemed to be urging. --faster……

Xiangshan's prosthetic hand rotated at almost the highest speed to tighten the screws.

The screw almost made sparks with the retainer.

What the hell? In Xiangshan's gaze, the giant man poked the door with a long stick.

The dust was shaken up and sprayed directly into Xiangshan's eyes.

--Soon……

Tsk, warrior, you want to tell us. 'This child has nothing to do with me, you can do whatever you like'? Leif shook his head and smacked his tongue: Tsk, tsk, tsk, this method is very harmful to us on the green forest road. Isn’t it of much use to a good man?”

He threw Yuki high into the air and assumed a golf-like posture

Zi!

A short sound.

There was a crack in the handle of the screwdriver.

Electricity surged out of the battery and injected into his legs.

At the same time, he covered his fragile eyes with his hands.

Then, the surroundings lit up.

By the time his own surface consciousness caught up with the action, he had already rushed out of the room.

The huge steel rod is right in front of you. Stretch out your hands toward the mountain, hook the steel rod, and put your legs on the ground a little harder. While the dust was flying, his whole body spiraled upward along the steel pipe!