I Was Once a Legend

The human brain is composed of thousands of kilometers of nerve cells. It is an organ that undergoes endless nerve regeneration. Its nerve cell circuits are more than 1400 times more complex than the telephone network in the world today, and 10 different The chemical reaction of its memory stores more information than any electronic computer.This is the most exquisite existence in the living body. It has unparalleled creativity and potential. No one has ever really tapped out the full use of the brain.

It is an incomparably exquisite human computer, the CPU and memory of the human body, and the core of thinking and memory.

Countless numbers intertwined with 0 and 1 flashed in Dong Zheng's eyes. At this moment, he took the core of his brain as the core and used Murphy as the medium to connect one port after another to construct a human brain. Computer group, a super large cloud!

Using one's own brain to connect with the brains of countless people is simply a crazy move like a fantasy. If you are not careful, you may face the risk of overload, but Dong Zheng dares.

The temple, which has been expanded twice by physical strength and temple energy, has not been fully developed by him so far.As each port is connected, different brains become part of the cloud architecture, and virtual crews appear in the temple one by one. The flashing lights represent the thinking of different people, and soon the temple will be brightly lit. .

This kind of port connection and expansion lasted for half an hour. The invisible information highway connected people's brains for data transmission. The computer group with Dong Zheng and Murphy as the core gradually took shape. These came from the pure white world. The human brains in every corner form a huge system comparable to a supercomputer!

And now, Dong Zheng is going to use such a human brain computer group to launch an attack on the supercomputer called Kether!

Countless data are generated from different brains, along the port left by Murphy, and flow into Dong Zheng's core through the virtual information highway, jointly constructing a huge and unimaginable cloud thinking!

Standing in front of the recycle bin, Dong Zheng's closed eyelashes kept trembling, and blood slowly flowed from his ears and nose. Extreme overload would cause irreversible damage to the core, but Dong Zheng didn't care anymore. If Kether couldn't be destroyed, If he can't successfully leave the Pure White Realm, even if he has a complete inner core, what's the point?

Murphy's phantom flickered unsteadily under the impact of the huge data flow, and those calm black eyes were brighter than ever before.

In an instant, the "crew" lights on the second floor of the temple began to flicker wildly, and Dong Zheng in front of the recycling bin opened his eyes.

The neurons sent electrical impulses at a speed of 400 kilometers per hour, and countless data torrents gushed out from his core, along the information highway under his feet and rushed into the huge trash can in front of him, which came from the pure white world of tens of millions of people. The chaotic thinking of people is the result of the CPU calculation of countless people. At this moment, all of them have become a part of the recycle bin!

The huge trash can received the impact of endless garbage information. Ten seconds later, it shook violently and was quickly filled to the extent visible to the naked eye.

Thousands of people's thoughts are still pouring in, and the recycle bin is almost trembling. It is stretched to become bigger and bigger, and the blue circular arrows on it are stretched out of shape.

boom--! ! !

With a loud bang, the recycling bin exploded.

Dong Zheng immediately let go of the hand he held with Murphy. The moment he let go, the huge crew that was crowded with the temple disappeared, and Murphy's figure became more solid than ever. Even Dong Zheng thought that the man in space The girl known as prisoner No. 0 in the prison box appeared in front of him again.

Murphy didn't speak, she just smiled at Dong Zheng, and then disappeared from his sight.In other words, Dong Zheng was unable to see her anymore.

He was forced out of the temple and fell into the air. A reptile caught him with its broad back. Dong Zheng saw that the gate of the temple in the inner sky was slowly closing.

When the door was completely closed, the seraphs holding long swords and shields moved for the first time. They raised their hands, crossed their long swords into a cross, and sealed the temple.

From now on, no one will be able to enter.

On the information highway, Dong Zheng suddenly spit out a big mouthful of blood, the core is shrinking violently, this is the price of excessive overdraft.He had a splitting headache and could barely control his breathing, but even so, Dong Zheng was still staring at the exploding recycling bin.

The recycle bin is spitting out the stuff stuffed into it crazily. The data stream gathered by Dong Zheng is sprayed into the sky, and then falls on the information highway, quickly accumulating a layer on the road surface, changing numbers And the characters flowed like a river, submerging Dong Zheng's calf.

Dong Zheng tried his best to seal the pain port. He was really afraid that if he continued like this, he would faint from the pain. When the pain port was closed, he was finally able to stand upright and wipe off the blood from the seven orifices.

It took the recycle bin a full 10 minutes to spit out the things Dong Zheng forcibly stuffed in, but the vomiting continued. Countless information that should have been deleted and destroyed flew out of the trash can and scattered in the computer core. .

A01002 handed in the report on the anomaly clearing, and returned to the dormant cabin to rest.

As the task force of the supercomputer Kether, he exists in the form of data, where the kernel sends him to, he will appear there, clear the abnormality, and kill the virus.

A01002 can't remember how long this life has lasted. When there is no mission, he stays in the dormant cabin, waiting for the next mission order to be issued.He has never felt that there is any problem with such a life, until this time, he met the group of people in the box of the Rose Church where the disorder occurred.

They said they used to be a pilgrim, called Allen, and they were teammates.

A01002 was lying in the dormant cabin, but his mind was full of what those people said to him. He was thinking silently. At this moment, the dormant cabin sounded an alarm.

A01002 sat up immediately, the alarm meant that another task had come, requiring him to act immediately.He opened the panel to check the specific content of the mission, but found that the coordinates that marked the confusion almost coincided with his own position.

The error... happened inside the program? !

A01002 thought he was wrong for a moment, but in the next second, the torrent of data rushed in from afar, and he had no time to dodge and was submerged in it.

It's an amazing feeling to be overwhelmed by data, as if your own body is dissolved in it, and only consciousness remains. A01002 didn't notice that a string of special data roared and flowed from afar, like a bird returning to its nest, rushing straight towards him.

A01002 froze, with the integration of data, something is recovering rapidly——

"Hey buddy, shall I sit here?"

"My name is Wang Ailun. This is the third time I have entered the box. You can call me Ailun or Old Wang."

……

"Go! Leave me alone! Go!"

"I... still have the chance to choose to be a prisoner or an NPC, right?"

Those memories that were cleared by Kether and thrown into the recycle bin, at this moment, came back to his mind again.

He remembered it all.

Dong Zheng tried his best to capture information that might be useful to him. The captured data flowed through the core of his brain, and then flowed out after analysis, especially the information about the development process of the box.After the pilgrims left, what kind of final fate did they usher in?

Dream gallery, bald song girl, the land of the extreme north, atheists, night rain in a deserted village... The things that happened in one box after another flashed through Dong Zheng's mind, and they were classified and analyzed by the core, looking for the common point.Suddenly, Dong Zheng's body was shocked!

——The world is going barren along time, you and I are both believers in entropy.

That's it!

Entropy, the measure of order, the greater the entropy, the more disordered it is.

The second law of thermodynamics states that in a closed system, change always proceeds in the direction of increasing entropy, that is, things always develop in a more disordered direction, a broken cup will never return to its original shape, and ink dripping into water will never return to its original state. Possibly detach it again.

But in the non-closed system, there is a kind of "anti-entropy process", which is the digestion and absorption of organisms.

Organisms maintain the order of the body by eating and absorbing the energy in the food. The food loses energy and becomes a high-entropy state, while the entropy in the organism can be maintained at a normal level.

And the pure white world is like individual living beings, and those boxes are actually small real worlds.In order to maintain its own low-entropy and orderly state, the pure white world needs to continuously absorb energy from other small worlds, similar to how humans obtain energy from food to maintain body functions.The pilgrims who keep entering the box are the cells that make the box more high-entropy and disorderly, and provide the energy transformation in the box to the pure white world!

So the queen tried every means to prevent the pilgrims from leaving the pure white world. A person can accept the normal death of cells, but she will not allow her hard-working cells to escape.

All of their pilgrims have been working tools for the normal existence of the Pure White Realm from beginning to end!Each box is a real world. After being "digested" by the pilgrims, their energy is absorbed by the pure white world and turned into "food scraps" and thrown into the recycling bin.

What was contained in that sentence turned out to be such a cruel truth.

Dong Zheng fell into an unprecedented shock. After tearing off the veil of the world's appearance, the reality is often cruel and makes people feel fear and despair. It turns out...it turns out that the worlds they experienced are all real. Their so-called customs clearance is actually To destroy it completely?

But Dong Zheng couldn't soak in the shock for too long, because the recycling bin in front of him began to spit out strange things.

A series of pink letters were sprayed out, and the envelopes flew in all directions, drifted into the air and fell again, forming a pink rain of letters in the core.

Dong Zheng looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, he stretched out his hand, and a love letter fell into his hand, sealed with rose wax.Countless letters floated on his shoulders and feet one after another, floating on the data river of the information highway, almost submerging Dong Zheng.

Dong Zheng suddenly understood why Memory sent a love letter every day, but never received a reply.

All the love letters are in the process of being transmitted and thrown into the recycle bin as junk files.

In that huge trash can, besides the washed-out memory of the death pilgrim and the information that has lost its effectiveness, there is also a memory's love for his CPU.

They have existed in the same computer since birth, working together, but never met. She calculates, analyzes and controls everything, while he stores all useful information and provides her with data protection at all times.

It was a feeling that seemed absurd but pure to the extreme.

The recycle bin was like vomiting violently, spitting out countless envelopes, and the love letters almost burst the server and flooded the entire core.

Never ending, endless.

——In a glass room full of flowers and plants, a young man with golden eyes and chestnut curly hair sits at the table. The golden lines of orchid bells on his face make his facial features even more shockingly beautiful. He holds a quill pen and tells a story A love for a lover she has never met.

Jegelskerdig

Ichliebedich

I love you

Ятебялюблю

Jet'aime

Rakastan sinua

I love you

I love you

……

The letter paper floated out, and in the black birdcage, the CPU unfolded it.

On that white letter paper, there were only three words written.

--I love you.

———No.15 Volume Information Superhighway 【End】———

The author has something to say: the last volume will start tomorrow

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