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The true concept of the Singularity, and...

...the world deceives us?

Xiao Qi sat quietly, watching the two people slowly disappear into the high-speed train, slightly calm and silent.

The two biggest figures in the most mysterious organization came to the high column where they were, just to give themselves a warning and then leave?

Now, the high column under his feet was rumbling, still running in the deep flesh and blood. If Xiao Xiao was willing, this high column could reach Heirang City in an instant. In fact, this high column should not have a concept of time.

He should have arrived at Black Gate City the moment he left Anxi City. It was only these two mysterious and powerful guys who entered Gao Lie that lengthened the process. Now that they have left, Xiao Qi can already allow Gao Lie to arrive at Heimen City immediately.

Gate City, but subconsciously slowed down.

Thinking about what those two people said, he slowly opened his palm, downloaded the mail tray of Mr. An's memory, and lay quietly in his palm.

These two people didn't force themselves to do anything, they just gave vague reminders, and even promised to save a seat for themselves.

It seems that just because they are convinced that they have seen Mr. An's memory, they will automatically give up the Noah plan and join their camp?

This certainty made Xiao Xiao hesitate a little, with a vague worry in his heart.

It's like when you are very happy, someone brings you a mail tray and tells you that after reading the contents, you will definitely be unhappy.

No matter what is inside, it is somewhat objectionable.

It's just that you have to watch it...

Xiao Qi sighed helplessly and slowed down Gao Lie. He really needed to take a look at the memory left by Mr. An.

Moreover, he really planned to watch this before returning to Black Gate City, as those two people said.

"Ruanruan, lend me your computer."

Sitting in the empty carriage, Xiao Qi slowly breathed a sigh of relief and said to Ruan Ruan, who was pretending to be a good girl next to him.

"ah?"

She was soft, panicked, and a little reluctant, but Xiao Qi's solemn expression seemed to indicate that this matter was important and she could not refuse.

I could only hand it over in frustration, and said carefully: "Use it if you want, but don't turn it around..."

"I promise not to turn over..."

Xiao Qi agreed smoothly, while thinking strangely in his heart: "What can I find in the little girl's computer?"

"There are many treasures in the computer of an old dog who has been single for decades."

"The longer you are single, the more precious your computer is!"

"..."

After taking the pink computer, Xiao Qi took a deep breath and inserted the mail tray into the computer.

After pondering for a long time, he pressed the enter key.

The next moment, Mr. An's memory began to play in this computer.

Xiao Qi can use any method to read this memory. He can treat it as a first-person video and play it on the computer screen. He can also convert it into a piece of text. He can use the ability of the clairvoyant to allow himself to enter his memory.

, observing as a bystander, can also directly enter his memory.

From the moment Mr. An opened his eyes and saw the world for the first time, everything about him is recorded in this memory.

Whether it’s his growth, his understanding of the world as a child, the process of learning languages, and all kinds of ignorant and embarrassing things.

For example, when I was a child, I peeked at the aunt next door taking a shower, like when I was in elementary school, I peed in other people's cups, like when I was in adolescence, I rewarded myself in different ways every day.

Xiao Xiao could even see who he was thinking about when he was rewarding himself...

...Mr. An is very affectionate. When he was seven years old, he peeked at the aunt next door, and when he was seventeen years old, he was still thinking about her.

At the same time, this also sounded the alarm for Xiaoqi.

This kind of thing is too important. If you encounter someone with similar abilities in the future, you should be careful.

Memory is the most private thing about a person, recording everything about a person's most ignorance and shame. Once seen, it will really kill you.

Xiao Xiao even estimated that once all the memories are exposed, probably more than half of the people in the world will not want to live anymore.

Although he really wanted to look at it more, to save time, he started to skip quickly, browsing ten times, twenty times, a hundred times, and a thousand times. Later, in order to switch to useful places faster, he had

With a speed of nearly ten thousand times, he swept through the various messy pictures flashing on the screen...

Mr. An was not born into a wealthy family. When he was a child, his family could only live in a narrow house without running water or a flush toilet. However, his youth and middle age coincided with the years when the world was developing rapidly. The entire world's technology was developing rapidly.

Supplies have also become extremely abundant, so with this era, Mr. An still used the flush toilet as he wished, and moved into a new era concentrated living area that is not large but has a very reasonable layout, running water and a quick takeout system.

It seems that some of the wishes he had when he was a child can be easily realized with the pace of the times, but Mr. An still feels that he is very poor.

why?

Mr. An was also thinking that he was living a life where he could easily live every day, which was much better than when he was a child. Especially, he heard that his parents and grandparents even had not enough to eat.

At that time, compared with the life they had before, the life they live now should be a paradise-like life.

Why do I still feel poor?

Soon, Mr. An figured it out. Perhaps, his poverty was a kind of poverty in dignity?

Sometimes, poverty is not an objective thing. It is not reflected in whether you have enough to eat or whether you are tired every day.

It is more specifically reflected in the right to choose a spouse and the right to choose.

Therefore, no matter how the world develops, poverty will definitely exist.

Because of this, Mr. An, who has always been in poverty, has always had a dream of struggle in his heart.

He worked as a delivery boy, set up a stall, and worked as a worker, but none of these could help him get rid of his poor status. Therefore, when he was twenty-six years old, he met a man who he saw at the time.

A good opportunity came to me, and I decided to seize this opportunity to truly get myself out of poverty...

That was a recruitment profile for a drug tester from the Black Forest.

In the era when Mr. An grew up, everything related to the Black Forest contained endless business opportunities and a prestigious status.

Even if you are just a drug tester, it still represents a rich reward.

So Mr. An, a strong man, went to sign up. After a series of complicated tests and physical examinations, he successfully entered the secret laboratory.

For the rest of his life, Mr. An didn't know whether that choice was his luck or misfortune.

In this laboratory, there are many young and strong young men like Mr. An, as well as many women and medical staff.

Their process of testing medicines is also varied.

At first, after swallowing a certain pill, you would report back to yourself whether you would feel dizzy, weak, etc.

Later, Mr. An's physical parameters were always in good condition, so he was screened and moved up to the lowest level of the laboratory.

The remuneration here is extremely generous, which makes Mr. An feel that as long as he survives this month, he can join the upper class society.

But here, their process of testing the medicine began to look weird.

What they faced was a weird injection. After the staff wearing white protective clothing carefully pushed the weak dose into their bodies, they began to be tied with strong restraints.

Then various instruments were connected to his body, monitoring everything about him precisely and rigorously.

Mr. An has seen many people like him who, after being exposed to this medicine, died of convulsions or screamed in fear.

But he was lucky and survived the first level and then began to undergo various tests.

The strange thing is that those tests are actually difficult to understand, for example, asking him to lift a thousand kilogram barbell.

For example, a playing card is turned away from him, but he is asked to tell the suit and number.

For example, let Mr. An enter an empty warehouse and order them to hide within thirty seconds. After thirty seconds, a group of people will come in to find him.

Once found, they will be fucked by them...

...That damn warehouse is empty, with only a few broken boxes and overturned cabinets. How to hide?

…

Faced with these unreasonable tests, Mr. An didn't understand it at first because he suffered a lot because he didn't meet the standards. But also because although he didn't complete the test, his body never had any major problems, so he got the opportunity to conduct further tests.

Testing, and the chance of being injected with a larger dose...

After going through three sessions in a row, Mr. An couldn't understand why such a test was needed.

It wasn't until the fourth trial began that he suddenly discovered to his surprise that he seemed to have developed some incomprehensible abilities.

During that time, his mental state was probably a little bad due to trying too many medicines. He was confused every day, unresponsive to everything around him, and often forgot where he was. Even the medical staff were saying

, he had already destroyed it and was about to transport it back to the ground, but at this moment, some unreasonable phenomena appeared in Mr. An. For example, he always started to lose himself because he forgot where he was.

I just sat in the lobby all morning.

But it was only after the head count that the nurse discovered him. No one realized that he had been there all morning.

Mr. An seems to have the ability to blend in with his surroundings.

The side effect is that I often forget myself, my identity, and what I just wanted to do.
To be continued...