"Let me talk to them. Although I don't know what to say."

Chen Feng took a step forward and stood in front of the indicator board.

Ou Qinglan nodded, pressed the button with her fingers and said, "stars, let Chen Feng talk to the collective will of the blank person."

In fact, there is no need for ou Qinglan's order. The stars have already begun to act.

A beam of light projected from above the indicator board is shining on Chen Feng's face door.

This beam can read his brain wave information as accurately as possible, with higher accuracy than ordinary equipment. At the same time, it can also directly transmit the interference signal with greater information to his brain, and directly establish information in the visual center and auditory center of his brain.

Of course, this is not memory perfusion, but just skipping the process of compiling information in language and eyeball, so as to facilitate him to obtain information quickly.

Stars: "well, you can talk to them. You can speak directly with your mouth. When you open your mouth, they can still receive your brain wave signals."

Chen Feng nodded.

He knows the meaning of stars.

People's most used way of communication is still language. They have to open their mouth.

In the past, there were two carriers of language, text and discourse.

Now there are more brain wave communications.

Words are responsible and profound, because they can leave readers time to think.

Brain wave is responsible for direct, efficient and accurate information transmission.

Words are responsible for sensationalism, because the voice can have ups and downs, richer tone and expression changes, and can cooperate with body language.

Some very subtle feelings need to directly convey the emotions of the past, which can only be mediated by words.

Now all Chen Feng has to do is convince these people, so he'd better open his mouth and speak.

A hazy figure came to his mind.

This figure is a human shape, but its face and body shape are changing at a very fast speed.

The speed of change is so fast that the naked eye can't catch it at all, but the brain can barely keep up with its speed, which only makes people extremely uncomfortable, dizzy and swollen.

He was reminded by ou Qinglan, "be careful. The figure you see is the collective will of nearly eight million people. Completing the cycle switching every 0.01 second will put great pressure on you."

Chen Feng did not reply, but nodded slightly.

In fact, he adapted quickly. In less than two seconds, he could "stare" at the hazy figure in his mind.

It is not the noumenon of the collective will of the blank, but a projection medium for communication made by the stars.

The so-called will has no entity, which is produced under the high-speed quantum brain wave resonance system, which is different from the semi mechanized group consciousness of stars.

Consciousness is illusory, which exists not only in the interworking cyberspace of the laboratory, but also in the mind of every blank person.

However, the other party did not take the initiative to communicate with him. He seemed to have no interest in him and was still immersed in his own logical calculation process.

Chen Feng took a deep breath and said, "hello."

"Hello, Chen Feng."

Eight million different voice lines speak the same sentence at almost the same moment. The wonderful sound cavity resonance seems to make people stay in the valley and listen to the whispers of eminent monks all over the mountain.

The other party's answer made Chen Feng brake instantly.

He was going to introduce himself and give himself various names, such as the double leader in the two fields of science and art thousands of years ago, the killer of artificial intelligence bud, the strongest soldier in human history, the great leader of the coalition government, the Savior of the vertical and horizontal time line, so as to frighten this collective personality with unknown maturity, Then, as a leader against the invaders, invite these people to join their camp and do something.

He didn't expect to be called a broken name with only one mouth.

It shows that Ou Qinglan and fan Xing must have completely conveyed Chen Feng's people and things in the past, but it didn't work. The other party just threw a "why", and then said they didn't want to talk to you.

Chen Feng decided to get straight to the point, "mankind needs your help."

Blank: "we have given the answer."

"Is meaningless death more valuable to you than helping your own people?"

Blank: "we are not of the same race. Secondly, death is not meaningless, the liberation we dream of."

"I helped you destroy Lei. Shouldn't you give me some help?"

Blank: "but you also created ray."

Chen Feng was stunned.

After a long time, he said slowly, "I'm sorry."

"We don't mean to blame you. We don't hate you or Lei. We don't hate. We don't know gratitude. Even if it's not you who destroy Lei, but another person who has nothing to do with Lei, we won't have any gratitude. We just can't find the meaning of existence."

"Aren't I giving you meaning?"

"But that's yours, human, not ours."

The topic returns to the original point, "why".

This seems to be a knot that will never open.

Is the blank human?

Certainly.

But they have never enjoyed the journey of human life for even a second.

Ethically and logically, they are not.

They really have no position to help mankind.

If you want to persuade the other party, you can only defeat these blank people with perfect logic logically.

Lei gave an evaluation of the success rate, 0%.

At this time, ou Qinglan next to her exclaimed in a low voice. The monitoring index representing the progress calculated by the blank group in front of her has become 100%.

Ou Qinglan looked pale and whispered, "it's over."

She covered her face and sobbed in a low voice, "don't go, please. I beg you. Mankind needs you. I beg you!"

Speaking later, she was already holding her head and shouting hysterically and pleading bitterly.

But all this is in vain.

No one can make a blank person have any mood swings.

If they understand compassion, they will understand anger, and will collapse quickly due to their own experiences, enter the endless cycle of despair, and burn all reason by the anger ignited by the injustice of fate.

In short, the next group of blank people will quickly lose their self-consciousness and die quietly like those who have been rescued and failed.

Even if the stars have no feelings, they also said in Chen Feng's heart, "there is no hope."

Chen Feng shook his head slightly, "not necessarily. They haven't left yet. They can't resist the complex emotions towards me, so they want to say goodbye to me."

Ou Qinglan looked up fiercely, "what emotion?"

"When they say they don't hate, they still hate me. When they say they don't appreciate, they also appreciate. In this world, no one except me can make them have such complex emotional changes. When they take the initiative to break my name, their newborn collective personality has taken a big step forward. You let me come, I'm right."

Ou Qinglan: "ah?"

Chen Feng smiled and rubbed ou Qinglan's head. "Little girl, you are still young and don't understand these complex psychological knowledge. Read more books and you will understand when you grow up."

At this time, Chen Feng, who had thought of a solution, relaxed a lot and would subconsciously tease teacher ou.

Taking back the dead hand, he added, "a new question is brewing in the blank logic, which needs my answer. They won't go until I answer it."

Sure enough, the light and shadow of the blank did not disappear quickly, but spoke again.

The tone is calmer and lonelier than before.

"Chen Feng, we're leaving."

"I know."

"You don't want to keep us like her?"

"No retention, because it makes no sense."

"Can you tell us why?"

"It's sacrifice."

Blank: "why us?"

Their tone, finally gradually a little angry.

Chen Feng raised his neck slightly. "I also want to give the same question to myself. Why me?"

He suddenly said to the stars in his heart, "open my memory to them."

It is needless to say how complex memory transmission is, which is impossible under normal circumstances.

But the wonderful thing is that the current situation has all the conditions for implementation.

First, collective will is impossible.

The process of their birth is full of too many accidents. Even if they meet all conditions, they still have a high possibility of failure, but it may not be possible again.

Human memory cannot be stored digitally.

But the stars read Chen Feng's memory and stored it in her huge database.

The opposite is a mechanized thinking aggregate that can receive data transmission and can hold huge memory data.

Due to the randomness and instability of memory data, a fulcrum is needed as the medium during transmission. It is Chen Feng who stands here.

One after another can't be broken. Now all conditions are ripe.

Stars will not ask "why", but will execute immediately after hearing the speech.

In the blink of an eye, the huge amount of data rushed into the figure composed of collective personality through the high-speed operation of quantum information in Chen Feng's mind.

The time of the outside world has only passed for a moment, but for the eight million people in the collective will, it is an instant and a millennium.

They "watched" Chen Feng's life so far.

Eight million blank people realized Chen Feng's will to struggle in despair and his courage to carry the survival of civilization on his own.

A huge question emerges in the logic of collective will.

Clearly

He was just a mediocre man in the 21st century.

He is not even a noble man.

Why can he do this?

We sacrificed our lives.

He has already sacrificed the sixth and is about to sacrifice the seventh.

But he didn't give up. Although he complained, he still moved forward silently.

"Why?"

The tone of the blank person rose, and eight million confused questions seemed like yellow bells and big LV, like thunder.

Chen Feng did not answer.

"Why you?"

The blank asked again.

Their questions didn't get answers, and there were more and more questions.

Chen Feng still didn't answer.

"Why don't you want to give up?"

Chen Feng replied: "because giving up can't change anything. I'm not qualified to give up."

"But you carried it. You didn't break down."

"This is not in line with the basic principles of psychology!" the tone of this sentence has changed, which is only the conclusion of some people who have studied deeply in psychology.

This indicates that the collective will gradually begins to split.

The reason for the split is that there is a crack in their absolute logic due to the influence of their growth environment and the song of the world, and their human nature is gradually recovering.

The proportion of this recovery may be very low and can not be quantified, but it exists objectively.

Once people have human nature, there will be emotional changes, and their views will move in different directions. They are no longer perfectly coordinated, so they are divided.

Chen Feng smiled, "so I may be an alien selected by fate. Now, in this timeline, you are also unfortunately selected. Do you want to come with me?"

The silence lasted a long time.

About ten minutes later, eight million voices split and unified into the same channel.

"Humans owe us, but we don't blame humans. Humans didn't do anything wrong, they tried hard, but they didn't do it. You owe us, too, but you didn't do anything wrong. You're not the culprit, neither are Lei. The culprit is the fate shackle hanging over humans, the barrier of the solar system! The incoming invaders! They really owe us!"

"The freedom front has never abandoned us, and you have never abandoned mankind. We have no regrets in this life. Thank you for giving us the meaning of existence. We do not seek revenge or defeat the enemy. That's your business. We just want to get the meaning of proving our true existence through you."

"We... Stay. Thank you, Chen Feng."

With that, the light and shadow in Chen Feng's mind disappeared.

Chen Feng raised his head slightly.

The closed metal hall was still dark, but his pupils seemed to see countless subtle stars flying in the air, and the tired birds returned to their nests like returning to the forest.

Ou Qinglan, who was watching the monitor, shouted with ecstasy: "move! Start! All the mathematical demonstration subprojects formulated by stars have started! Let me see the expected completion time, hiss..."

Chen Feng walked over, "what's the matter?"

Ou Qinglan looked back at eight million people, like an eternal dead "glass coffin", and murmured, "they are burning their brain computing power. They have increased our total computing power by 1.8 times, and the project can be completed in six months. They have won us a month's time to manufacture equipment."

Chen Feng: "what is the price?"

"Six months and a few days at the latest, their brains will wither like autumn leaves."

Chen Feng was slightly stunned, looked back at the metal room, raised his hand and waved, "thank you."

Then he gently pulled ou Qinglan, "come on, don't disturb them."

When they were about to walk into the elevator, the stars said in Chen Feng's mind, "they asked me to send you a message just now."

"Say."

Stars: "they say you don't have to feel sorry for them. On the contrary, they are very excited now. One of them also said that it's better to burn out the red blood than to die."

More than ten minutes later, Chen Feng returned to the villa alone.

Ou Qinglan went to Xingfeng Science City.

In addition to promoting her own project progress, ou Qinglan was assigned a new task.