The Mechanic

"Nothing has changed," Adam replied simply, "but I'm used to it."

"Do you think we should continue to increase the number of uploads? When will you stop monitoring?"

"Currently our cloud hosts a very small number of people, and I hope to wait until at least 30,000 people will be able to automatically run it. According to the growth rate of uploaders, I expect to reach this number in about a month." Adam said, looking at the sixth chief again, "Have you thought about who will meet with the President of the United States?"

The sixth chief nodded, "I will go in person."

"Are you sure? There will be certain risks in this journey."

"This is the first time Paradise Lost has appeared in front of the media in the ordinary world, and it can only be me."

Adam nodded, and continued after a while, "A month later, when the consciousness cloud stabilizes, I will go to Feathered Snake City."

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Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution~~~: 13 bottles of Xingxing’s medicine bag; 10 bottles of Wang Jiexi’s left eye and Xiaoming; 1 bottle of Suyi

Chapter 104 Twin Cities (2)

The news that the twenty-six prisoners were cured spread throughout Feather Serpent City. All the other subjects who participated in the Ascension Project and their families gathered outside the pyramid, loudly begging the priests to distribute the "antidote" to them .

The shouting sound boomed, echoing under the pale golden dome of Feathered Snake City, passing through the thick walls into the intricate glass corridors inside the pyramid.

Zhang Xun followed behind two monks in white robes, across the long road that reflected him brightly from every direction. At the end of the road is a triangular temple. In the center of the temple, a giant snake sculpture with a height of ten meters and covered with golden feathers stands proudly in all directions. The high priest and his six priests, as well as the twelve staff officers of Feathered Serpent City, and the ministers of various departments, all gathered under the sacred image of Feathered Serpent God, worshiping the god that had been gradually forgotten by the world .

Zhang Xun had rarely seen religious scenes of this scale. He stood silently at the entrance, and had no intention of following the two monks in front of him to bow down.

Accompanied by the sound of several drums, the worshipers stood up neatly. A monk brought a plate full of golden corn kernels, and walked past the priests and all the worshipers one by one. Everyone picked up a kernel of corn, put it in their mouths, ate it, and then bowed down again to thank the Feathered Serpent God for his gift.

When the worship was over, one of the monks who brought him squeezed through the crowd who started talking with each other, and said something in the ear of the high priest. The high priest nodded slightly, looking over the crowd and looking straight into Zhang Xun's eyes.

"The Redeemer from the North!" The High Priest's voice suddenly became extremely loud and broad, resounding through the entire hall, and all the conversations stopped for a while, and eyes gathered from every corner.

People looked at the thin and expressionless Asian man standing at the entrance, and all kinds of whispers sounded again.

The crowd automatically separated to the two sides, and the high priest waved along with Zhang Xun. Zhang Xun's eyes scanned the surroundings, and he moved his steps, passing through the net of surprise, suspicion, speculation, and curiosity.

"Zhang Xun, you have brought hope to Feather Snake City." The high priest smiled kindly, and put his hand on his shoulder. Zhang Xun glanced at the hand and said nothing.

"I didn't cure those people. I just... made them more controllable." Zhang Xun said flatly, "You should observe obvious changes in their personalities soon."

"A change in personality? For the better or for the worse?" asked another priest who was about fifty years old.

Zhang Xun glanced at him, "There is no such thing as good or bad personality. There are many factors that can affect the formation of personality, ranging from genes to nutritional environment. But this kind of change... will gradually obliterate people's personality characteristics, making everyone Character tends to be the same."

The old priest laughed, "As long as you have a kind and peaceful personality, isn't it a good thing?"

Zhang Xun frowned, and his tone gradually became sharper, "Do you think losing yourself is a good thing? Or do you think it doesn't matter what they become as long as they are easy to control?"

The old priest's expression froze, and he became slightly angry. At this time, the high priest said, "What factors caused this change?"

"I have some guesses. The robot I'm currently building uses Eden's design. When he designed the nanorobot, he modified the human genome, resulting in functional deformities in the corpus callosum during the body's self-repair process. Eden Apparently the human genetic code has been cracked, but only part of what he passed on to humans, so I'm not yet sure which genes he's targeting. To decipher his design, I'll need to work with a genetic engineer."

The high priest thought about it, and asked again, "Why did Eden create such... side effects? Why did he assimilate humans?"

Zhang Xun looked at the high priest and sighed softly, "Because he thought that this would bring eternal peace and happiness to mankind. I hope to inform you of the specific situation in private. But now, I need more resources and help to..."