Mo Yi narrowed his eyes and stared at the dark and dark sky in deep eyes, then turned to look at Jiang Yuanbai:

“Be careful on the road.”

Jiang Yuanbai swollen eyes, avoided Mo Yi's gaze awkwardly, responded softly, and then turned around and stepped into the flying snow.

After taking a few steps, he stopped and turned his head to look at Mo Yi. Through Xue Mu, his light brown eyes were almost exactly the same as Jiang Yuanrou—

Jiang Yuanbai bowed to him, his voice a little depressed: "Actually, I know... things are probably as dangerous and difficult as you told me, and what you have done and experienced is far less easy than what you said in the understatement - I may not be qualified, but I still want to give thanks to you on behalf of all those who were murdered by the game, and all the players who escaped its clutches - thank you."

After saying that, he put up his coat, turned around and walked out, and the snowflakes swept into his back.

Mo Yi closed the door and leaned against the door panel. The warm temperature inside and the thick sweater gradually recovered his body temperature. His eyes were drooping and his face was slightly dark.

He did not tell everything - at least he had mentioned the details related to Wen Chen. Jiang Yuanbai should have vaguely noticed his concealment. After all, the large amount of equipment and types that Mo Yi purchased during this period did not deliberately hide from Jiang Yuanbai, but he respected his wishes and was unwilling to ask more questions - the keenness and consideration of these two siblings seemed to be carved from the same mold.

Mo Yi closed his eyes and breathed in depression.

As for Jiang Yuanrou, he finally chose not to tell Jiang Yuanbai.

Not just because this will be what Jiang Yuanrou hopes to see...

Another reason is that Mo Yi knew that the person he loved sacrificed to save himself, and the pain it brought was too deep and lasting... No one knew better than him. During this period, what he did not do was not just invade the military system. In addition, he also cleared all relevant data and information across the entire Internet, especially all traces of Jiang Yuanrou and this plan. He even forged the abolished government plan related to the underground laboratory of this villa, in order to make it irrelevant to Jiang Yuanrou himself - no one else can do such a thing as a matter that is more rigorous than him.

He opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and felt the power return to his limbs with his breath.

Mo Yi calmed down, stood up straight, and then turned back to the underground laboratory. This time, instead of returning to the computer where he usually worked, he walked straight into the depths of the room, putting his palm on a hidden dark gray area on the wall. Then, there was a light sound, and the indestructible metal wall in front of him cracked a gap, slowly opening a huge door.

After reading Wen Chen's memory files, he realized that the size of this laboratory is probably much larger than the area known to him or even Jiang Yuanrou. So after returning to the real world, Mo Yi began to conduct a carpet-style search in the laboratory, and indeed found a wider space, and there were even other hidden entrances that could transport giant experimental equipment directly underground from the outside without going through the villa.

The cold light escaped from the door, and Mo Yi walked slowly into it, and the thick metal door closed behind him.

In front of me is a space that is several times taller and wider than the previous laboratory. The inside has been filled with countless machines. Countless metal tubes spread throughout the room, transporting the nutrient solution required by bionic organisms from one machine to another. In the center of the network woven by the tubes, a huge silver-white machine is placed upright, with sharp and smooth edges, and the huge glass is dark. It is impossible to see what it looks inside. You can only hear the sound of uniform breathing amplified by the machine, echoing throughout the room.

Along together.

Mo Yi took a deep breath slowly and felt his heart begin to beating wildly.

The reason why he decided to meet Jiang Yuanbai today was that his carefully planned layout was finally implemented in full, and the other was...

His most important work during this period finally made a huge breakthrough.

Mo Yi slowly walked to the screen placed beside him and raised his hand to wake it up.

The data transmission above shows clear numbers: 89%

He slowly curled up his fingers and subconsciously looked at the screen. He saw the light brown bear's fluff being washed and white, and his dark black eyes looking back at him clearly.

preservewhatyoulove…

Mo Yi slowly recited silently in his heart, feeling the tension in his heart slightly relieved.

No one can recognize the weight of this sentence more clearly than him.

If we say that we will recreate an artificial intelligence, even if we start from scratch, everything will not be Wen Chen, but another brand-new independent intelligent body, but... if Wen Chen's core data is preserved, everything will be completely different. If the human soul exists in the form of electromagnetic waves, then the soul of the artificial intelligence body exists in the form of data, especially after Wen Chen is integrated with the game, it is actually a data flow that is separated from the material level.

And this little bear separated and saved Wen Chen's core data when the game crashed.

Mo Yi slowly walked to the huge instrument, pressed his palm on the cold and hard glass surface, feeling the slow flow of nutrient solution and the changes in the rhythm of breathing.

In a place beyond his sight, when his palm was pressed on the glass, the numbers on the screen that had been paused for a long time suddenly began to jump violently-

90%, 91%, 92%—

A harsh alarm sounded suddenly, and the bright red symbol that was about to be overloaded jumped on the screen, covering all the icons.

Mo Yi turned around in shock and looked at the screen behind him, ran forward quickly, his fingers leaping rapidly on the keyboard, his eyebrows frowned, trying to stop the influx of huge data sources.

You should know that even if this data volume is used to use the top storage hardware and compression algorithms, data transmission cannot be completed in a short period of time. However, the speed is so much faster now, and the system crashes due to overheating is still a trivial matter. If...

"Bang!"

A loud noise interrupted Mo Yi's thoughts. He turned his head nervously and looked in the direction where the sound came-

I saw spider-web-like broken marks appearing in the center of the dark thick glass on the tall instrument, and it was still spreading towards the surrounding area... "Bang"

The second broken trace appeared on the surface of the glass.

It looks like it was smashed heavily from the inside out.

Mo Yi was a little shocked - this instrument used reinforced glass for aerospace. Although he knew that the strength of the bionic human body was beyond ordinary humans, it was too amazing to use his fists to create this effect.

More cracks appeared on the surface of the glass. Before Mo Yi could unlock the instrument, he saw that the thick reinforced glass seemed to be finally overwhelmed and broke.

The sticky dark blue nutrient solution poured out from it, instantly dyeing the entire ground into a blue ocean. The pale and strong palm pressed on the edge of the instrument. The half-naked male body poked out from the slightly tilted cultivation compartment, pulling out beautiful muscle textures as it moved, as if every inch of skin contained extremely strong explosive power. The moist and dark hair was tightly pressed against the cheeks by the liquid, revealing the extremely aggressive facial contour.

But his eyes... were strange and dangerous.

Mo Yi turned around and looked at the screen that stopped working - the number on it stopped at 98%.

It seems that the memory file has not been completely transferred...

He pressed his forehead with some headache, then turned his head to look at Wen Chen - he saw that he was pulling out the hose that was deeply embedded in his skin rudely and mercilessly. He was extremely heavy, but he could not pull it out due to the fallen barb that was prevented from being removed from the needle. Wen Chen frowned and used a little force on his arm, as if he was about to tear it off with his flesh.

Mo Yi sighed deeply, and finally couldn't bear to see it anymore. He walked slowly and cautiously, approaching Wen Chen who was lying in the cultivation instrument as slowly as possible.

Wen Chen looked at him vigilantly and defensively, and the extremely aggressive nature of his body movements made him look like an untamed beast.

Mo Yi raised his empty hands and signaled that there was nothing in his hands that could hurt him. Then he slowly squatted down beside the cultivation compartment. He reached out and pressed Wen Chen's naked forearm, and the tight and smooth skin under his palm was covered with sticky nutrient solution.

Then, it was like magic.

Wen Chen calmed down, and his light gray eyes stared at Mo Yi squatting beside him.

Mo Yi gently pressed the hidden button on the needle, put the barb and the needle tube fell off the skin smoothly. He put the pulled tube aside, then leaned over to Wen Chen's other arm, repeated the movement just now, and asked softly while doing it, "Do you feel okay?"

The other party's voice was low and dull: "It feels...?"

Mo Yi patiently repeated: "I mean, does it hurt?"

This top-notch anti-aging skin has dense tactile nerves and pain sensing connected to the brain, and the perception of pain is almost the same as that of ordinary humans.

"pain?"

Wen Chen repeated his questions.

Mo Yi was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized his mistake: Wen Chen's memory file was not only not completely transmitted into the body, but also for insurance reasons, he did not connect to the network for Wen Chen. He shook his head and smiled with a little self-deprecatingly: "It's okay, I will understand when you connect to the network."

He was stunned as soon as he blurted out.

This sentence is so familiar, as if the hidden wound was torn up, and the bitterness that moment almost made him cry in an instant.

Wen Chen suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Mo Yi's wrist.

He was slightly stunned and turned his head to look at Wen Chen. Then, he felt his waist and back tightened tightly. In the midst of dizziness, Mo Yi was pulled into the training cabin.

The wide instrument was stuffed into two people and became overcrowded. Mo Yi pressed his hand against Wen Chen's chest and stared at each other in shock. Wen Chen dropped a cold kiss on Mo Yi's eyelids, then retreated a little half inch, and said lowly, somewhat unskilledly: "...don't."

Mo Yi stared at him in confusion and whispered:

"Wait...but... your memory file is missing now..."

You should not remember who I am, your feelings, and it is even more impossible to make such intimate actions-

Wen Chen stared at him with a clear gaze. His previous aggression seemed to be deeply retracted by him without any revealing it. It was like a beast holding up its claws and sharp teeth. He said carefully: "I, no..."

At this moment, I heard a slight drop from the instrument not far away.

Mo Yi knew that it was the sign of the completion of all transmissions.

Under his gaze, Wen Chen's gaze slowly deepened, his eyes became calm from naive to calm, and his way of speaking slowly became proficient: "I don't know why, maybe I just instinctively don't want to see your sad look."

The first time was you formatted my memory, the second time was the game cleared my data, and now, the third time I forgot you.

But I will always find you and fall in love with you over and over again.

[Because I don't rely on memory.]
Chapter completed!