"Boss, we succeeded!"
At that moment, Elias looked at Killian with the same delighted expression and spoke excitedly.
Senior researchers received rewards and benefits far beyond what ordinary researchers got. And if they wanted to climb even higher after that, then everything depended on project results.
It could be said that every successful top-secret project like this carried tremendous weight.
Although Killian valued these veteran subordinates highly, as more and more research teams were recruited, a sense of competition had gradually formed among them.
After all, the company's personnel were limited, and everyone wanted the company's resources to tilt toward their own projects and the待遇 of the people under them.
That was why every researcher gave it everything they had when working on a project.
"Mm, well done."
"Next, finish perfecting the brain-control chip as soon as possible."
"In the future, all researchers involved in Level One projects and above will need to have chips implanted. You should be mentally prepared for that."
After Elias finished speaking, Killian patted this longtime subordinate on the shoulder and spoke earnestly.
"Don't worry, Boss. Ever since I entered this field, I've been mentally prepared for this kind of thing."
"Not to mention that after following you for so long and watching the company grow step by step into what it is today, there are many technologies here that make my heart tremble even though I've already signed confidentiality agreements."
"Now that you have something like this in place, I actually feel much more at ease."
After hearing Killian's words, Elias spoke with a look of great relief.
To be honest, people in research had known from the very beginning, when they first entered this profession, what kind of future they might be facing.
If the project was not too advanced, they could still meet with their families, but the income would be meager. If the project was highly advanced, they would not be able to meet with their families, but the income would be extremely high. There was always a tradeoff to make.
Not to mention that his current pay and benefits already surpassed those of his peers by several times, even by ten times. He was already more than satisfied.
The only issue was that he had always worried that as their research projects went deeper and deeper, eventually even meeting people or making phone calls would no longer be allowed.
After all, the technologies involved in these projects were simply too advanced.
Even now, he still could not imagine that humanity could actually master a technology capable of invading biological memories and even editing them freely.
"That's good. Don't worry. Once this project is finished, I'll assign top-tier security to all of you. When that happens, your lives won't be as dull as they are now."
Seeing how cooperative his old subordinate was, Killian smiled in satisfaction and patted him on the shoulder.
After all, the man before him was also one of his longtime subordinates. If the other party had refused, Killian really would have had a hard time dealing with it.
After resolving his subordinate's concerns, Killian walked over to the nearby control console.
Carefully, he picked up the chip placed in the center. It resembled a miniature centipede, only a few millimeters thick and not even a centimeter long.
In fact, with a magnifying glass, one could clearly see the complex integrated circuitry and specialized protective film on the chip.
This was the brain-control chip he had exchanged from the movie Upgrade.
In the film, such a tiny chip served as the carrier for the artificial intelligence.
Unlike the original version in the movie, which was implanted near the cervical spine, Killian had placed the improved version inside the brain. That made it easier for the artificial intelligence to use the computer-side chip as a relay and then take control of the installer's body.
And after further optimizing its performance, Killian had turned it into a restricted smart chip.
Whenever company secrets or certain special situations were involved, if the installer actively tried to speak about them, the chip would automatically activate, forcibly take control of the host's brain, shut down the brain's language and descriptive functions, and issue a severe warning.
If the person still insisted on continuing, then the destruction protocol would begin. The tiny chip would release intense heat, enough to roast the brain on the spot.
And if the person was kidnapped, the smart chip could also take over the body and calculate the best way to escape.
The benefit of this was that the entire process would be controlled by the machine. The human body itself would feel nothing at all, and in an instant the person could become an expert in combat, boxing, human anatomy, and more.
Most importantly, it could update itself. As long as there was a signal, it could connect to the network and upgrade itself automatically. Without a signal, it would become a mobile Baymax. As long as the relevant data had been stored in the database, it could be accessed immediately.
That was also why Killian had ordered Otto to first test the communications project in Miami. This was the whole reason.
As more and more black-tech inventions were unlocked in the future, more and more researchers would inevitably become involved.
In the early stages, he could personally screen each one to determine whether they were loyal, but what about later?
There was no guarantee that he would always remain in the company himself.
So he had to establish a leak-prevention system secure enough, and the brain-control chip was one part of it.
At that point, as long as someone was one of the company's senior employees, he would be able to keep watch over them at all times. Later, he could even hand the task over to Baymax or to another artificial intelligence he might exchange for. When that happened, all of Killian's company secrets would gain yet another layer of iron-wall defense.
Even if someone cut off its connection on the spot, the smart chip could still switch into offline control, make independent judgments, and operate without any risk.
And this was only the beginning. Later, he would pour a huge amount of effort and money into upgrading security even further.
When that time came, whether in reality or in the mind, everything would bear the mark of his Pioneer Technology.
...
Then, when Killian came back to his senses again, he heard Elias calling out to him. He set the chip in his hand back down and walked into the nearby observation room.
At that moment, the test subject also woke up.
As the one undergoing the procedure, Naif could smell the distinctive disinfectant scent unique to a hospital room filling the air. The sharp, unpleasant odor made his throat ache faintly.
He instinctively opened his eyes, and the bright white light from the lamp on the pure white ceiling above made them sting. He subconsciously turned his head aside, only then realizing that he was lying in a hospital room.
Naif then tried to push himself upright in bed. Right now, his head felt dizzy and heavy, as if someone had smashed it with something.
He instinctively reached up to touch his head.
But the moment his right hand touched it, he remembered the surgery he had undergone earlier.
And strangest of all, he discovered that the PTSD he had been most concerned about when he came here seemed to be gone.
Otherwise, based on his usual instincts, the first thing he should have done was grab the nearest weapon at hand.
But now, as he thought about it, he even felt like the memories of the battlefield were becoming hard to recall.
(End of Chapter)
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