Chapter 6： What the **** is the system

Can change or even erase a person's memory, the so-called amnesia pill is definitely not a good thing. Xuan Ming naturally wouldn't touch it.

So he pretended to be stubborn and didn't need the help of a woman, and when he got up, he shook his body and overturned the chicken soup.

"Sorry, I didn't expect me to be so weak now." The man who was cold and resolute showed a rare vulnerability at this moment.

The woman even said it was okay, but she wailed bitterly in her heart: "My 5,000 points!"

Xuan Ming lowered his eyelids, his face full of guilt, but his thoughts were running at high speed: he was 100% sure that there must be a connection between the woman and Dr. Zhao's death, otherwise she would not have appeared at the accident scene so coincidentally.

She must have approached herself for some purpose. That icy, inorganic voice had already said that the woman needed to complete the first stage of the task when he lost his memory. And the woman swears that she will make herself fall in love with her, so the task of the first stage is to attack the heart.

After the attack? Steal company secrets by yourself?

Who does the voiceless voice belong to? Why does it appear in my mind? When a woman talks to the other party, it seems to be in the brain. So, could it be something like brain waves? Has the current human race invented such high technology?

And they discuss their plans brazenly in front of themselves, showing that they don't think they'll be able to spy on these brain waves.

In other words, I don't know why, but suddenly I have the special ability to intercept other people's brain waves. I just don't know if this feature works for everyone.

Xuan Ming thought about these strange questions calmly.

On the other end, the woman endured the pain and said in her mind, "System, I will buy another amnesia pill with 5,000 credits."

"Host, you have to think about it. If you can't conquer Xuan Ming and pay off the 10,000 points within a month, you will be obliterated."

The woman clenched her fists and hesitated.

Xuan Ming took out a tissue and wiped the coffee table beside him silently, his face was full of guilt, as if he hadn't noticed anything, but he was quickly analyzing in his heart:

Obliterate? Are women being held hostage by this system? They should be from some terrorist organization. There's probably something like a monitor in this room. This system should also be a means of monitoring and communication, is it a Bluetooth headset?

Xuan Ming threw the discarded tissues into the trash can beside the woman, and looked at the other person's ears by the way.

There is no bluetooth headset, and no ear ring listening device, is it an implanted chip? But is the implanted chip capable of making calls? His company is the leader in the field, how come never heard of it?

Mysteries piled up one after another in Xuan Ming's heart.

While cleaning the chicken soup on the coffee table, the woman said in her head: "On credit, I will complete the task. The identity you chose for me is really bad, and it is impossible to get in touch with Xuan Ming in life. It's my only chance."

"Good host, the amnesia pill has been exchanged, please check it."

The woman quietly touched her jacket pocket, her tense face visibly relaxed.

Xuan Ming's observation skills are very keen, and he always focuses his attention on the woman. Naturally, he noticed the jacket pocket of her suddenly bulging out a small bag at the first time.

There was originally nothing there, but when the mechanical sound rang, there was an extra pill.

This is by no means a magic trick, but a real teleportation. It is a technology that can only be achieved after quantum theory has been completely deciphered and thoroughly studied by humans. It is a level that cannot be achieved by current technology.

Let’s put it this way, with the current speed of human technological development, it would take at least five hundred to a thousand years to establish a teleportation channel. The question of whether human beings will exist five hundred years from now is a question.

In other words, the mastermind who instructed this woman to approach her owns a high technology that is completely unimaginable by current humans.

Then why is he staring at a small communication company? The research and development of 5G technology should be just a small case for him.

Thinking of this, Xuan Ming finally remembered a suspicious detail. The killers did not capture Dr. Zhao after they knocked their car off the cliff, but Dr. Zhao had a chip implanted in his wrist that recorded the 5G algorithm.

Obtaining the algorithm and taking the lead in the 5G field is the ultimate goal of the behind-the-scenes planners. But it turns out they don't value that chip, what does that show?

At this point of analysis, Xuan Ming could hardly contain his anger, because he finally realized that the capture algorithm is not important, those people should have more advanced technology than 5G in their hands, otherwise they will not want nothing, just to Zhao The doctor hit the killer.

It is their real intention to obliterate China's dominance in the field of electronic communications.

What they want to achieve is hegemony, the first in the world, the surrender of all mankind and the priority of the white race. Even if they are so developed, they cannot tolerate the possibility of other countries catching up.

Xuan Ming's face became extremely cold because of this guess.

The woman didn't notice his mood changes at all, and she felt heartache for the wasted 5,000 points.

She forced a smile and said, "I'll cook another pot of chicken soup for you, you wait."

An hour and a half later, the chicken soup was simmered. Xuan Meditation wanted to take a guess and explore the forces behind the woman, so he pretended to take a sip, but in fact spit it into his sleeve.

He collapsed with a "splitting headache" and didn't want to drink another sip of chicken soup at all.

The woman looked at his twisted face and shouted in panic, "System, what's wrong with him? He just drank a mouthful of chicken soup and his head hurts. Will something happen?"

"I scan to see... His brain waves are messy, it should be caused by the effect of the drug."

"Then what?"

"Wait, it will be fine after a while. The quality of the pills in the system mall is guaranteed."

"Okay, I'll wipe his sweat."

The woman ran into the bathroom to get a towel, and Xuan Ming, who was holding his head, gritted his teeth, as if in pain, but once again deepened his fear of the system.

It can not only monitor, monitor, remote command, teleport, but also scan the human body. Its technological level is simply ridiculous!

If the United States really invented this thing, then they can completely control the world. But it now appears that their hegemony is being challenged in all aspects.

Therefore, it is very likely that this system is not made in the United States. They would never use such advanced equipment to control an ordinary Chinese woman. Wouldn't it be better to use it on dignitaries of various countries?

But since it does not belong to the United States, where does it belong? Could it be an extraterrestrial civilization?

Xuan Ming suddenly had such a seemingly absurd, but in fact, vaguely logical idea.

After half an hour, Xuan Ming's "headache" was greatly relieved. He opened his eyes, and the sharp eyes turned extremely soft and clean.

"Who are you?" he asked in a hoarse voice, and at the end he held his forehead and asked, "Who am I?"

The woman shouted in her heart: "367, we succeeded!"

"The product produced by the system must be a high-quality product! Host, you should not have doubts about this system!" The system's tone was cold and arrogant.

"I never doubted that you are good at cutting! You are the most powerful system!" While flattering the system in her mind, the woman reassured Xuan Ming: "Sorry, I don't know who you are. Someone drove you off the cliff, I quietly rescued you after those people left."

Xuan Ming showed a dazed and fearful expression at the right time.

The woman said again: "I don't dare to send you to the hospital, and I don't dare to call the police, because I'm afraid those people will come over. Do you really remember nothing? What should I do?"

The woman took out her mobile phone and murmured, "Actually, I can probably guess who you are."

She opened a news page and handed it to Xuan Ming's eyes.

It was a photo of the scene of the car accident. Several technicians from the Criminal Investigation Department were gathering evidence around the charred vehicle. The accompanying text mentioned Xuan Ming's disappearance, but it did not mention that Dr. Zhao was also in the car. It seems that the news of Dr. Zhao's death has been suppressed from above.

This case has aroused strong social repercussions and great attention from national leaders.

The woman secretly observed Xuan Ming's expression, and seeing that he was always calm, she pointed to a line of bright red and bold words and said, "Look, the media guessed that the car accident was a murder, and it involved foreign forces, and they also said that you were betrayed. , there are ghosts around. That's why I didn't dare to call the police."

Full marks for this explanation.

Not to mention that Xuan Ming had "lost his memory" and couldn't find anyone he could trust. Even if he didn't lose his memory, he wouldn't be in a hurry to go back at this time, but wanted to hide in the dark to see who the inner ghost was.

The woman had obviously figured out how to leave his words behind.

So Xuan Ming closed his eyes and said helplessly and weakly: "Thank you for saving me. I take the liberty to ask, can I stay here for a few more days? After the matter is resolved, I will pay you."

"Ah, of course, you can rest assured, I won't tell anyone that you are here, my mouth is very tight." The woman stroked her tender red lips, and the smile was very warm and lovely.

Xuan Ming looked at her gratefully, with tenderness in his dark pupils.

The woman lowered her head shyly, but the voice in her mind was contemptuous: "He's hooked."

The system's voice also became more lively: "As long as he says the words 'I love you', the host will get 100,000 points; let him propose to you, the host will get 200,000 points; get a marriage certificate , become Mrs. Xuan, and the host will get 1 million points."

The woman said ambitiously: "The points are mine, and he is mine too. You can wait and see the system."

Xuan Ming slowly flipped through the news about him, his face was worried, but he calmly analyzed this conversation in his heart.

He was now certain that the woman's main task was to seduce herself in exchange for points. With points, she can buy bizarre items like amnesia pills.

She has an accomplice, code-named System, who is remotely controlling everything that happens here, and there should be a larger organization behind the system. What is their purpose, this is something Xuan Ming must figure out.

Xuan Ming can't think of a way to contain the system, because the other party has the ability to teleport through the air, so killing people in the air should not be difficult for them.

So the current strategy is to follow their plan and stabilize the woman first. It is impossible to give points to a woman, but it is okay to hang a woman's appetite with a carrot.

After making up his mind, Xuan Ming, who has always had a tough style, had to be patient with women and be arrogant.