"Even they have failed, how can we do it?
"I’m getting shorter and shorter when I’m awake every day. I see in the video that I’m wandering around like a ghost in a warship … I don’t know what I’m going to do, and I don’t know what the sound really wants me to do …
"Whispering in my head is getting louder and louder … this sound seems to come from that star. It seems to … it seems to want me to be integrated with the star … this … how is that possible?
"I can resist that force. I can use foreign things … I don’t have much profit. When I am awake, I will strengthen the warship brig. I will put myself in this room until I come to an end."
This recording ends here. The frigate AI of Shaojiang Reform tells Kelan that since then, Heluni has been reinforcing the walls and doors of his brig, which are all abandoned mecha armor plates. After he locked himself in, Heluni welded the doors with thermite and completely transformed the brig into a cage.
Heroni fixed himself to the floor with chains and straps … He didn’t prepare food and water. In his words, his body was so deformed that he couldn’t feel hunger and thirst, and he had a dead heart and didn’t intend to continue to linger.
"I don’t know how long I can live … to be exact, I don’t know how much consciousness I have left," said Khruni at the beginning of a recording. "According to the records of the central control computer, I stay awake for less than two hours a day, and the rest of my time is mumbling or trying to break free …
"Physical pain seems to have left me. I no longer have that weird discomfort, but I am full of strength … I know that I am about to become that kind of monster like others.
"I feel that I no longer seem to resist the physical variation. The deeper the pain, the weaker it will be, and it will produce a strange pleasure that people can’t help but indulge in it … I can’t remember how long I have let myself in. The chains and straps have been broken by me. This room is strong enough …
"I feel strange, not only in appearance, but also in my mode of thinking … I am no longer afraid of the star, but I have an impulse to integrate.
"If anyone hears this recording … whether you are from Yu Fangzhou or an exile in the wilderness, leave this place quickly, don’t stay, don’t look through the things in the warship and don’t search for suspicious traces … forget what you saw and heard … believe me, I am trying to save you."
It’s very difficult for Khruni to say this sentence, almost every time he utters a word, he has to pause for a while. After five seconds, there is a sudden muffled hum and tearing sound in the recording, and then the recording is over.
This is the last recording file.
"Why not? Take it. What happened? Didn’t you continue to record? " Kelan asked AI.
"Some of his recorded data has been damaged." AI replied with no emotion, but it was this unemotional attitude that made people even more annoyed.
When Shao min AI says sorry, it will also show sincere or euphemistic emotions according to the state, and the military AI reaction is always so intuitive, just like jumping out of the dialog box when the program reports an error.
A mistake is a mistake. No, it’s just not straightforward.
"His mama" Kelan couldn’t help but hemp a dirty word "Knife hand come with me to kill the dog out of chapter all day …"
"I’m sorry I couldn’t detect valid keywords from your words," AI said.
This sentence is for readers in the online forum to vent their resentment against the dog who is out of chapter. Of course, it is impossible for the AI database to include this information. When facing the screen, those files that show "data corruption, method reading" can also turn around with a sigh.
But as soon as he turned around, his body became slightly stiff and he put his hand on his waist holster.
Mo Jue behind Kelan … A small piece grows on her forehead, which is like the tentacles of a slug. This cluster of tiny tentacles wriggles around and the eroded individual Mo Jue seems to be unaware of it.
"What’s the matter? You look at my eyes … It’s strange … "Mo Jue also noticed something strange in Kelan’s eyes and stretched out his hand and touched his face.
It’s a good thing that a drop of mucus dripped from the tentacles just fell on the back of Mo Mo’s hand, which made her stunned.
She looked up and looked at the bridge ceiling, which was also made up of external monitoring screens, but now she could see the dense fog visibility base.
"What is this?" Mo Jue was going to stretch out her hand to wipe the mucus on the back of her hand, but a second later she realized that this exercise was very unprofessional and shrank her hand back and pulled out a test tube from her pocket.
"Is this liquid dripping from the surface? But I see the ceiling screen … seems to be very dry. "Mo Jue put this drop of mucus into a test tube and wanted to think and handed it to Kelan.
"This thing should be Ann … I don’t feel sick on the back of my hand, and I haven’t shown any signs of poisoning for the time being …" Mo Jue mumbled, "My only feeling now is a little thirsty … but it seems that I haven’t drunk water for a long time, which should be normal."
Koran didn’t have a dialogue with Mo Jue, and he didn’t stretch out his hand to pick up the test tube. During this column, he observed the latter in silence.
"You … what’s the matter with you?" Mo Jue said guiltily, "What have you been doing since just now …"
Kelan shook his head with complicated eyes. "I’m fine, but it’s you … you can try to reach out and touch your forehead … remember to keep calm no matter what you touch."
Mo Jue’s look suddenly changed, and she remained motionless for a few seconds before carefully reaching out her right hand and touching it like her forehead.
When her fingertips touched those peristalsis tentacles, she quickly drew back her hand and became paler.
"I … what is my head?"
"You can see for yourself," Kelan said.
"See for yourself? Oh … Oh, yes … "Mo Jue rummaged through her pocket in some confusion, and many small equipment she carried with her fell to the ground during rummaging, but at this time Mo Jue had already paid attention to this kind of thing. She wanted to know what happened to her body.
At last she found a mirror.
She took a deep breath and held up the mirror-although she was mentally prepared, she fell to the ground when she saw the tentacles growing from her forehead.
"I … am I parasitized by something?"
These peristalsis tentacles are like an independent living body, and the first reaction is exotic parasites.
"If it is parasitic, it will be easy … I’m afraid you are eroded."
Chapter seven hundred and seventy-six "die"
"Erosion? What erosion? "
"It’s the situation that Khruni and others encounter. This erosion is like a virus, but it can be broadcast through cognition. The information contained in the recording is the other body," Kelan explained.