Chapter 650 - 181: A Gentle Breeze Rises from the Smallest Blade of Grass

In the Virtual Space, all the Biological Computers of the Vinos Group are simulating this war.

Biological data upload, biological data simulation, biological data learning, and evolution.

In this regard, Biological Computers have an innate advantage.

Biological Computers are also divided into many types: cell computers, molecular computers, bioelectric computers, biological chip computers.

Each has different functions and orientations.

In some sense, the ’Brain-Machine’ is actually a type of Biological Computer, equivalent to a ’laptop’ among Biological Computers.

And to support the Brain-Machine, the Vinos Life Safety Group developed an auxiliary computing device called the Biological Large Model Computer.

Its core objectives are twofold:

Firstly, its computational power is terrifying, infinitely close to the Planet Host.

Secondly, it doesn’t exist in reality but in the network, somewhat like a ’Virtual Machine’, based on the ’Super Virtual Machine’ of countless brains.

No one can destroy it on a physical level.

At this moment, at an encrypted node in Cyber Space.

A Biological Computer is integrating the computational power of ten million ’Brain-Machines’.

It doesn’t look like a desktop or a brain Access Chamber, but like dense points of light, resembling a starry sky at night, where each star is a brain, and the interactions between ’stars’ generate computational power thousands of times greater than silicon-based chips.

The algorithm that ensures this ’Biological Large Model’ runs smoothly is also Vinos Life Safety Group’s core secret.

At this moment, a star suddenly flickered.

Then, another star flickered.

...

Radiation Zone, a survival point of a Futureist.

Old Xuu is washing his wife’s hair.

Ever since he used some kind of radiation water that turned his wife into the Nanhai Divine Nun, Old Xuu was determined to wash his wife’s hair back to normal.

"Old Xuu, are you sure the formula you mixed this time is reliable?" His wife looked at him with a dangerous expression.

"Of course, I tried it myself first, and its hair-growing effect is solid, especially treating a Mediterranean baldness."

"I’ll give you one more chance," his wife thought of something else and uneasily said, "By the way, Old Xuu, I don’t know why, but the back of my head itches a lot recently, and it seems like there’s a cut. I’ve seen this on others too, we’re not infected with some strange mutation after radiation, are we?"

"No worries, didn’t I tell you? Radiation doesn’t really affect us young folks who are hundreds of years old. We’ve had such occurrences before: radiation infection, strange symptoms appear, and then we have a fever for two to three days before recovering."

As Old Xuu washed his wife’s hair, he comforted her:

"Didn’t we study before? It’s likely our terminal illness made our bodies develop some extraordinarily powerful antibodies, so when radiation comes in, it immediately triggers evolution and kills these future kids."

"You have a point, ow~ what formula did you use this time? My head is burning!"

"Nothing, it’s just standard volcanic mud. I researched it, and there’s nothing irradiated about it."

"Ow ow ow, it hurts, it hurts, you old thing, you’re trying to kill me to be with your Bionic Man mistress! I’m in pain!"

Seeing his wife’s head smoking like a boiled salted egg, Old Xuu panicked and hurriedly doused it with long-stored pure water, then applied an ice towel, taking quite a while to lower the temperature.

His wife lay weakly in the tent, complaining about her husband’s unreliability, casually touching and finding a coin-sized bone ring.

"Hmm, what’s this?"

"Hey, hubby, the hole in the back of my head is gone!"

"See? The vaccine in our bodies worked again."

...

Amidst the marching Zombie Squad, a seemingly ordinary ’Brain-Zombie’ suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head. His body temperature visibly increased, and green smoke rose from the Brain-Machine Hole.

However, as the high fever and pain persisted, his eyes gradually turned from confused to clear.

"Hiss~~"

He instinctively touched the back of his head, discovering a handful of blood, and apart from the blood, there was a bone ring.

"What is this? Crap, what’s going on!!"

Looking at the ’Resident Evil’-like scene before him, he was taken aback, even more shocked that despite regaining his reason and showing a side different from the ’zombie’, no one still paid him any attention.

"Why?"

"Could it be that, to them, I’m still a zombie?"

...

’Helena’ approached ’Judy’.

Though neither was the original, but a clone version, their memories, personalities, and physical qualities were identical to before.

"Something’s wrong!" ’Helena’ said seriously.

"How could it be? My electronic defense system hasn’t detected any signs of a hacker attack."

"Not on the Virtual Level, but the Biological Level. My body feels slightly uncomfortable."

’Judy’ turned pale: "When did this start?!"

"Not long ago."

Even though ’Judy’ really disliked ’Helena’, this brainless simp with big breasts, she had to admit that every executive in the group had their own skills. The gene research department managed by ’Helena’ had made great contributions to the group. Most importantly, ’Helena’ herself was actually a meat can.

So-called ’meat can’ refers to a very rare physique. Just like a tin can can kill microorganisms to preserve food, with her physique, most mutated cells and genes cannot affect her, and she can perceive changes in certain microorganisms in her body even before research finds anything.

So, even though she has big breasts, she is quite a famous research Master in the Biological Domain.

If she thinks something is wrong, there must be a problem.

The two women quickened their pace towards a research center.

"What’s going on?"

"Antibodies, I can feel the ’Brain-Machine Virus’ antibodies are being generated."

"How could antibodies be stimulated in such a short time!? The Brain-Machine’s computational power hasn’t decreased at all!" ’Judy’ exclaimed.

"Not sure, but I have a hunch that the ’Brain-Machine Virus’ antibodies are rapidly generating within the human body."

"Impossible," ’Judy’ suddenly raised her voice, "Artificial Intelligence, connect me to the Network Cloud!"

In the next moment, the figures of the two women dissolved into code, disappearing from reality.

In the cloud computing storage space, mountain after mountain of ’head mountains’ rose, and on each head, a biological pipe connected to the starry sky above, what was the ’Biological Large Model Computer’.

Looking out, there were thousands of these large mountains, and more ’head mountains’ continued to rise slowly.

This indicated that the ’Brain-Machine Transformation’ was proceeding smoothly.

’Personal accounts’ not only didn’t decrease, but continued to increase.

"Activate permission radar, perform a system check on all organisms."

"Okay, Director Judy."

Accompanying the voice of Artificial Intelligence, an electronic radiance appeared at the eye positions of each head.

Ten minutes later, the voice of Artificial Intelligence sounded again:

"Check completed. All Brain-Machines are functioning normally."

’Judy’ turned to ’Helena’, speaking seriously: "This is no joking matter."

"I am not kidding," ’Helena’ rarely appeared serious: "What good does lying to you do for me?"

"But it doesn’t make sense."

’Helena’ thought for a moment, furrowing her brows:

"Actually, it does make sense."

"If you consider the ’Brain-Machine Virus’ as a complex human biological algorithm, then ’antigen’ is another biological algorithm."

"The ’virus’ can provide data, enhancing computational power. Conversely, if ’antibody’, this protein algorithm, also provides data, enhancing computational power, then it won’t be detected."

"You mean, the function of ’antibody’ is similar to that of ’virus’?"

’Judy’ froze for a while, muttering to herself:

"Brain-Machine Interface, data transmission, wireless, wireless, Biological Magnetic Field assimilation, right, as long as the ’antibody’s algorithm is consistent with the ’virus’, then uploading to the network won’t get detected. But then what’s the difference between it and the virus?"

"The difference is that once the antibody kills all the viruses, it will weaken and eventually disappear, and this situation is equivalent to ’the human body suddenly disconnecting from the network’, data cannot be uploaded, and operations cannot be performed!"

"Our Brain-Machine Plan will instantly go down the drain!!"

"The time, the specific time!"

"Usually five to six months, even shorter, like three months, or even less."

’Judy’ broke into a cold sweat.

Even half a year might not be enough to finish a Corporate War, and if it suddenly crashes at the end, wouldn’t all the effort be in vain?

"Terrible, it’s terrifying!"

The two exchanged a glance, both sensing something amiss.

In this respect, only Biological Computers have an advantage, but their group has the strongest biological computing system, even compared to other major biological giants.

How could the enemy achieve this in such a short time?

Unless——

Unless——

Unless, the biological computers themselves derived antibodies from the virus!?

’Judy’ was startled by her own thought.

How could she suspect her own creation!