At this moment, Ping An was flipping through page after page of the space emergency training materials provided by the Ishimura's host computer in the spacecraft. Unfortunately, not long after he studied seriously, he had to smile bitterly and flip through the pages. In the end, the data gave up on the idea of ??"quick space combat skills" that he had just thought about.
¡°Obviously I am not a genius, and I simply do not have the ability to quickly learn space combat skills through simple emergency information. Do I still want to avoid fighting as much as possible?
It turns out that although the information in hand is the simplest emergency response material for special situations in space, its study still requires the learner to have experience as a pilot or other technical personnel in advance, so this information is still too difficult for Ping An, and it is obviously not at all It is impossible that Ping An, who has received corresponding training, cannot quickly acquire combat skills, so he can only wait to practice more when he has time and opportunity in the future, but now he can only run naked into the new space.
"Isn't too much time wasted?! It's better to explore the new space quickly before it's decided!" Ping An couldn't help but think a little anxiously after looking at his watch.
"According to the rules, the danger of the new space will never suddenly rise to the point that you can't control it! So there is no need to worry too much!"
"So you still need to find the key points of the new world by yourself! Then what role will your new changes play in the new world?" Ping An couldn't help but think of this again.
Ping An has not forgotten that the space opening rules he summarized before have a certain rhythm. At least, the space is opened in a link between the past and the future, because the abilities he has acquired will always play a certain role in all subsequent spaces, but his latest The change is just an alloy frame, which is of no great use at all. So what is its function?
"Is the new space an artificial human?" Ping An, who has never played such a game before, still uses his endless imagination unceremoniously, but forgets that everything is based on his own movies and games.
Although Ping An didn¡¯t know what the key points of each space were for, he clearly knew that the connection between spaces would have a huge impact on future space evolution, so he couldn¡¯t help but think about this issue again.
Although the time was short, there were countless thoughts. At this time, Ping An, who was racking his brains, still found nothing, and his head was swollen because of too many questions. Knowing that this was because his brain power was becoming less and less, Ping An could only smile bitterly. For a moment, forget it!
And just when he was about to stop thinking about this issue, a bold idea suddenly came out!
"Why not make some clones of yourself to do things in various spaces? In that case, wouldn't the problem of lack of brain power be solved? The evolution of human beings is to free their hands!"
But Ping An quickly gave up this idea.
Because Ping An is not sure whether the clones cultivated from his mutated cells will be monsters. You must know that he has been washed away by space energy several times, and even his skeleton has become unrecognizable, let alone those These are tiny cells. Who knows what can be cultivated using your own cells?
"Metal alien, or Autobot, or simply a King Kong Calabash?"
And what if the clone is exactly the same as yourself? It would be a lot of fun to know that things really turned out like that. I thought it was because I was a frustrated man who didn't want to be controlled, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to hide it secretly.
"If the clones have the same personality as themselves, they will only rebel and rebel again after receiving their own life experience, or they will simply try every means to replace themselves, instead of working for themselves as they imagined.
Thinking of the safety here, I had to give up this nonsense idea and turned to think about a new solution to this problem. At this time, I turned to the stupid big black host on the Ishimura again and suddenly my eyes lit up.
"How about letting it control directly without the assistance of artificial intelligence?"
"What if we installed a low-end host in all worlds and then slowly upgraded it as needed?"
At this time, Ping An suddenly became enlightened again. In that case, I am afraid that I can establish a safe base in any world. The only thing I need to worry about is that I cannot expose the secret, otherwise a possible war will consume me. All accumulation.
¡°Furthermore, the materials and technology required to build each host are still lacking, but can¡¯t this problem be solved through the Terminator Space?
Then after thinking about this somewhat huge plan, Ping An couldn't help but hit his head and smiled bitterly. The things in front of him were the most important. As for those thingsLet¡¯s wait until we have the time and energy to talk about it! ¡ª¡ª
Although Ping An still couldn't figure out what the key point of the new space was and how it related to the skeletal mutation in his body, he no longer worried after he figured it out. After clicking on the sorted issues and adding them to the memo, I turned to thinking about emergency plans for a while.
It turns out that based on previous experience, once the time comes, I will soon know the connection points between the new world and myself, so Ping An is no longer in a hurry and becomes more serious, and once again organizes the basic security matters on all the data. After memorizing it silently, he entered the newly opened space.
It seems that things like accidents always favor safety, and sure enough, an accident happened again before our eyes!
Although Ping An¡¯s eyes were blurry for some reason, Ping An could still realize that he was fixed to a bed through the feeling on his body! But this situation is impossible? ! Not saying that I didn't offend anyone, just saying that I came in in stealth mode should be fine.
So Ping An frowned at the thought and was about to push out of the space, but the lock on the space appeared again, and there was no way to exit!
It turns out that when Ping An entered this space with a sudden movement of consciousness, the problem of not being able to use the perspective of the ruler occurred again! But before he could exit safely, a tearing force forcibly brought him into a new space.
At this time, Ping An, who was lying on the bed, felt dizzy in his head, as if he hadn't gotten up after sleeping for more than ten years. His limbs were also sore and weak, and then he felt various messages coming from the same way as the Matrix. He fainted as soon as he was hit by the pain.
A few minutes later, Ping An finally woke up, and after opening his eyes, he was finally able to see. At this time, he felt slightly better, but before he could feel relieved, a trace of fear emerged again, because of his The hands and feet are really fixed!
And, and whose body is this!
It turns out that the body in front of you is not your own! Although the body was wearing clothes, the large hospital gown still explained how thin he was. Thinking of Ping An, he pulled off his arm protected by the medical wristband, then removed the double-adhesive cloth bound to his body, and directly sat up.
Looking at myself in the mirror very close to me, I quickly rubbed my face and pulled my beard, only to find that this was indeed the skin I was using!