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The precious information obtained by the Rebel Army benefited a lot from the precious information obtained by the sacrifices of countless advanced programmers. In particular, many leader-level hammer-droppers marked by the Rebel Army, as well as their personnel composition, distribution status, and even activity rules, were very detailed. What Wu Chen had to do was follow the clues and find out the correct path to the hammer-dropper collar.

As expected, this door leading to the hammer-drop collar must be a special door. Only by finding the correct key can this hidden door be opened.

Then you can enter the hiding place of the Hammer Lost Collar. The twenty-six clones that Wu Chen was plundered must be imprisoned there by the Hammer Lost Collar. It would not be a overnight effort to devour his clone. Wu Chen had a sense in the dark that he was not far from the end of all this.

He really misses Chunli very much, and everything about New Hong Kong.

According to the pyramid-shaped power structure of the fall hammer, and the fact that Wu Chen said that each fall hammer member is part of the code, the merger of two important clues made the former dark king of the Matrix and the current leader of the rebel army, Mo Luowen, judged that as long as the fall hammer neck is killed, every member of the wrong organization will die together.

Also because the higher the level, the more core codes the player has, it can be foreseen that with the death of the hammer-dropped collar, most advanced players will end with it. The remaining low-level players will also lose their pitifully "commonality" and become a mess.

In short, killing the hammer-fall collar is equivalent to killing the entire hammer-fall organization.

After obtaining this result, the Rebels had a clear goal for the first time. That is, to find the key to the door leading to the hammer-falling collar! Then give everything to the Savior!

The room Mo Luowen arranged for Wu Chen was only one bed.

Although this is a typical single bed according to the American size, Wu Chen and Huang Xuemei will have no problem sleeping on both ends. When Wu Chen woke up, he realized that his legs were treated as pillows by Huang Xuemei. Fearing that the beauty's Qingmeng would wake up, Wu Chen kept in his current position until Huang Xuemei woke up.

Huang Xuemei, who had been waiting for something to grow, fell asleep without anything.

Because I stayed up very late, I woke up very late.

After waking up, I realized that I had held Wu Chen's feet in my arms and slept beautifully. It seemed that some shiny saliva was flowing on the man's instep...

Feeling that the beauty Huang was quietly using the corner of her quilt to wipe off the saliva from her instep, Wu Chen couldn't help but smile and said, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"It's pretty good." The beauty was in a slight panic.

Wu Chen smiled and stood up: "Then get up, there is still a lot of work to do."

"Okay." Huang Xuemei is no longer so embarrassed.

After leaving the room, Wu Chen and Huang Xuemei, who had changed into nano-suits, went to the field hospital. Because they had been fighting with the Hammer Drop Organization for many years, there were many wounded people. And they were all seriously injured with fewer broken arms and legs. Many of them were even bombarded half of their heads. In other words, the advanced program personnel were too strong, so it would have been a long time since ordinary people died.

However, despite this, Wu Chen could feel the pain of being tortured by illness for a long time through the thick sterile isolation door.

The news that Wu Chen arrived at the camp was not a secret. When he walked into the base, many people saw it. But when Wu Chen appeared in the battlefield hospital at the first time, everyone was still deeply shocked. Wu Chen did not hold flowers in his hand, but everyone knew that the arrival of the savior was definitely not for comfort.

There are many legends about the Savior. They can move instantly, have an immortal body, and can also control three hundred at night and revive them.

I didn't know about the previous few, but I felt like I was about to live in front of me.

"Big, sir." The clinician who cared for the patient even started to stutter. He appeared here early in the morning, could he be here for a walk?

"Take me to the worst wounded." Wu Chen said with a smile.

"Yes, sir!" The clinician's tears were almost spurting out.

After Wu Chen followed the clinician with rapid pace, he traveled through the entire ward and rushed to a bed in the corner. He finally saw the most injured soldier.

"He used to be the guardian procedure of the bank vault..." Wu Chen had already seen his miserable situation without the doctor's words.

It should be the trauma left by a close-range explosion. Not only did the limbs be shattered, but the body also had dense puncture injuries. Judging from the strong magnetic field under the body, there are still many fragments in the body. Like Iron Man, if you don’t use a magnet to absorb it, you will enter the heart with the blood, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

When Wu Chen approached, he found out, and half of his head that was close to the inside was also blown away.

"You don't have a Pauling medical cabin?" The entire medical system in New Hong Kong has long been replaced by the high-tech Pauling medical cabin and universal treatment device.

"What is that?" Judging from the doctor's reaction, he had never heard of it. In other words, the Hammer-Locking Organization has not been able to replicate the new Hong Kong-level powerful medical system! What does this mean? This shows that the Hammer-Locking Organization does not have the ability to revive the dead!

Wu Chen has switched to the source code perspective.

For a programmer, the lack of his body means that the code segments that make up the body are missing. As long as these code segments that cannot be run properly are re-written, the programmer's body will naturally be restored.

Wu Chen can't write code. However, Wu Chen can copy very similar code segments from the body of a normal program person. As mentioned earlier, 90% of these general codes are the same.

"Is there any vault guard?" There are more codes that can be used by two identical programmers.

"Yes, yes!" The doctor immediately pressed the headset and contacted the captain of the guard outside: "Call Klim in, hurry!"

"Received, Doctor." Soon, a strong and indifferent high-level warrior rushed in like a tank.

"Stand up." Wu Chen smiled at him.

"Yes!" The human-shaped tank immediately stretched itself into a piece of steel plate with undulating muscles.

Wu Chen's mental power quickly penetrated into his body, copying all the source codes possessed by the human-shaped tank body.

Then pan over the injured warrior's body, cut off the repeated part, then move this trimmed code into the injured warrior's body, and then connect all the breaks.

Soon, as the codes were restored to complete, a miracle happened.

Beautiful veins gradually extend from the breaks of the limbs. As the veins extend, flesh and bones grow. Wherever the veins extend, the muscles and bones grow.

This shows the importance of Wu Chen removing excess code. Because in essence, Wu Chen also implanted code snippets. Therefore, the code on this splicing does not have the biological characteristics of a humanoid tank. The grown limbs still match the body shape of the seriously injured warrior.

This magical scene appeared on the large screen of the base and the terminals in the hands of all personnel.

Some unrunning cycles (mainly various hidden injuries) were opened up by Wu Chen one by one. Those lengthy code segments (mainly various external objects) were also cleaned up and simplified one by one. After repairing the body, Wu Chen began to repair the missing brain.

"Are there any backups of his memories?" As mentioned earlier, the memories of some key nodes have a decisive impact on the formation of personality. This is also the reason why Wu Chen needs his original memories as much as possible.

"Sure!" The doctor immediately retrieved the warrior's memory backup.

"During the repair process, I will first clear away your remaining memories, repair your brain tissue, and then return the memories to you." Wu Chenchong said with a smile on the warrior who had already started to cry: "Don't worry, when you wake up, you are still you. Everything has not changed."

The lack of half of the brain caused the warrior to lose his language ability. But expressions have already explained everything.

The brain is relatively complicated. However, how to say it, if memory is not considered, it will be quite simple. Wu Chen also copied the brain source code of the human-shaped tank, cleared the memory, compared it with the injured person's head, cut off the excess part, and then wiped the injured person's memory, and spliced ​​the code. Finally, the lengthy parts and useless dead cycles were removed, and the brain repair was completed.

"Okay, give me his memory."

"Yes, sir!" The doctor immediately handed a memory stick to Wu Chen: "Record until a day ago."

"Okay." When Wu Chen took out a dazzling 'memory cloud' from the memory stick, everyone was once again deeply shocked.

Lord Savior... can actually convert data into memory!

As this memory cloud was integrated into the brain and successfully linked by various source codes, Wu Chen sorted out the entire timeline and turned the scale to the memory point. The warrior slowly opened his eyes. Obviously, his instantaneous memory was not erased and he was still alive.

The so-called instant memory is like a program that has been running all the time, which is not stored on the hard disk, and all the data is temporarily stored in the memory stick. Once the power is cut off, the data will disappear. However, if the power is constantly running and the program is running all the time, there will be no problem with the data.

Wu Chen was obviously operating with electricity. The warrior's brain has not been powered off, so the part of the memory saved naturally did not disappear. How to say, instant memory and permanent memory are two different execution codes.

"Sir!" The strong soldier jumped up from the hospital bed that had been lying for a long time and knelt on one knee at Wu Chen. Although he didn't say a word, he let his tears stumble and shattered on the hard ground.

"Get up quickly." Wu Chen smiled and lifted him up: "There are still many people waiting for me..."

"Yes, sir!"

After witnessing this miraculous scene with your own eyes, you can imagine how excited the soldiers of the Resistance Army would be!

It is light to say that morale is overwhelming. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is explosive!

"The morale of the army is available!" Mo Luowen, who was still surging in his heart, punched him hard at the table.

The rumors of the savior began to spread to the entire city like a virus through the secret connections of the Rebel Army. Although everything seemed to be the same, people were still tirelessly maintaining the operation of the entire city, but a faint storm was quickly hovering over the city.

Not to be dispersed for a long time! (To be continued.)8
Chapter completed!