Chapter 1130 The Writer

And, inside it, the data is not recorded using a disc.

The inside of the ‘cortical disc’ is the biological brain.

To be precise, it is the monkey's brain.

To say it is a disk, it is actually a container of the brain.

It is precisely because of this that its appearance is square.

Immediately afterwards, the doctor placed the "cortical disk" on another machine.

After doing all this, he turned around and walked towards the door.

On the other side.

The doctor quickly walked to the side of the "cortical disc" and inserted a cable as thick as a baby's arm on a special interface on the "cortical disc".

After connecting this cable, the doctor's work has come to an end.

Consciousness transmission officially begins.

Taking advantage of this time, the doctor explained to Lu Xiao with a calm expression: "This is a brand new consciousness.

This consciousness does not contain any memory or any thoughts.

Everything is brand new.

In other words, when he wakes up, he is like a newly born baby.

However, when I created this consciousness, I had already entered some common sense in advance. ”

Hearing this, Lu Xiao roughly understood what the doctor meant.

In other words, the Damon, who is about to recover, is a pure white paper.

As for the random graffiti or beautiful pictures left on this white paper.

It depends on how the writer writes.

After thinking for a while, Lu Xiao said in a deep voice: "Who are you planning to be the 'written holder'?"

The doctor looked at Lu Xiao with a quick look, and then whispered: "You are asking for it knowingly."

Lu Xiao immediately glared and said, "You don't plan to let the problematic girl of angel be the 'penter', right?"

Several black lines immediately appeared on the doctor's forehead.

At this time, Lu Xiao said again, "If this is the case, I think it's better to let Nicole do this."

The doctor waved his hand and said helplessly, "I want you to write on this white paper."

Upon hearing this, Lu Xiao waved his hands repeatedly: "Don't be fine... I'm not a good person.

Follow me and don't take others badly. ”

The doctor was silent for a moment, then sighed, “There are fewer and fewer people who can use it now.

After the aid team leaves with the mother spirit, we will face a situation where no one is available.

You are the most suitable person to do this. ”

Lu Xiao still refused and said, "Hundreds of millions of people in this world, can't we find someone who can teach Dimon?"

The doctor said in a deep voice: “It’s different.

I admit that there are a lot of talents among the people in the functional department.

But they are only suitable to stay in their positions and perform what they are good at.

What civilization needs is not such a person.

If they are asked to teach, the final one will be the same people as them.

People who don't play any key role. ”

Upon hearing this, Lu Xiao nodded thoughtfully and said, "So, do you want Dimon to be as useful as me?"

Hearing Lu Xiao’s words, even the doctor couldn’t stand it.

He tugged the corner of his mouth slightly, and then said lightly, "You don't need to praise yourself in front of me."

Lu Xiao continued embarrassedly: "Then I understand what you mean.

From now on, Dimon will be with me. ”

Time for chatting always passes quickly.

During the two of them chatting, the download of consciousness has been completed.

Damon, who was reborn, sat up from the operating table.

Then he looked at Dr. Lu Xiao and Dr. Lu Xiao and with confusion.

…………

Two days later.

It's time for the Mother Spirit to leave.

On the square of Chang'an City Planning District.

In the Mother Spirit Elf clan, almost all of them gathered on this square.

In addition to them, there is also a team led by the director and the name of a technical assistance team.

Everyone who forms this team has been carefully selected and everyone has a role.

Liu Ni restored her identity as a goddess and stood by the side of the princess Weitia.

On the other side, Morian held the warden's arm and said in a gentle tone: "Changqing... are you really not going with me?"

Hearing this bone-smelling sound, the warden's heart skipped a beat.

He has always believed in one thing.

There is no love for no reason.

Obviously, the love that Jasmine showed was for no reason.

The warden who has lived for thousands of years naturally understands one truth.

All love at first sight is just a desire to see lust.

And he is old and has a weak sex, and he has no minimum living allowance yet.

How could a pretty girl like Jasmine fall in love with her stinky skin?

Thinking of this, the warden patted the back of Morian's hand with a smile on his face, and then said softly: "Miss Morian, have you forgotten the bet between us?"

"Get a bet?" Mollyan was stunned.

Then she nodded gently and said, "Of course I remember."

The bet refers to a deal reached by the Warden and Jasmine.

If humans successfully light up the stars, then Jasmine will stay.

And if humans fail, the warden will unconditionally follow Jasmine to return to the Mother Goddess.

Jasmine originally thought that the warden was just a reason to avoid the topic.

But unexpectedly, on the day she was about to leave, the warden suddenly mentioned this matter.

She thought for a while, then said in confusion: "What do you mean is the bet to continue?"

The warden smiled and said, "Why not?"

Hearing this, Jasmine put down her hand and then said in a serious tone: "Okay, before you take action, I will come back here to witness your failure."

Hearing this, the warden smiled and said, "I will reimburse you for the round-trip transport fee."

Mollyan waved her hand and said, “That’s not necessary.

During this period, I learned about some of the customs of your civilization.

There is a concept called ‘dowry’.

If you win, I will come to see you with a ‘doll’.

Believe me, the value of those ‘dows’ is absolutely unimaginable. ”

Hearing this, the warden was a little surprised.

In his eyes, Mollyan was an old dominant of the mother spirit clan.

An old dominator like her, in the huge population of the Mother Spirit, would be eight thousand, not to mention ten thousand.

But according to Morian's meaning, her identity seems to be more than just an old dominant.

It seems that I guessed the warden's idea.

"Remember my name, my name is Jasmine Andrero."

After saying this, she waved her hand, then turned around and walked towards the large army of her own ethnic group.

Just as the warden was puzzled.

The postman Agussi came to the warden and whispered, “The eldest lady of the Andreiro family.

Tsk, brother, you are so lucky. ”