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Could I have exposed myself?
That was the first thought to cross Qin Ming's mind, but it seemed impossible.
The odds of such a thing happening were even slimmer than winning five million in a lottery.
Sophons were not omnipotent. Currently, there were only two Sophons on Earth, and even at the speed of light, they could only circle the Earth seven times a second. During this time, the Sophons also had to monitor key personnel and interfere with particle colliders.
Information needs a medium, and so does energy. For electromagnetic waves that transmit information and energy, photons are the medium.
The two Sophons on Earth monitored the human population through an induction array that received electromagnetic waves of all frequencies.
His own nanocells were always in a dormant state, emitting electromagnetic waves indistinguishable from those of normal human cells, and should not have been detectable.
As for the manufacturing system,
the software coding information of the system was concealed within the nanocells, transmitted to the hosts by mosquitoes carrying them. Did busy Sophons really have time to observe a single mosquito?
More crucially, once the system coding entered the host's brain cells, AI would operate according to the program set by Qin Ming, and he did not use conventional electromagnetic wave communication.
To contact or modify the system in the future, he would use telekinesis or DNA coding instead.
Qin Ming might not have been completely error-free, but he had certainly reached the current limit.
And his telekinetic field hadn't detected any suspicious individuals nearby either.
The possibility of him having been exposed was virtually zero.
"Xiao Ming is here," a woman's gentle voice sounded,
It was Chen Fang, returning with medicine and fruit in her hands.
After a brief exchange of pleasantries,
Chen Fan enthusiastically invited him to stay for dinner; in return for the meal at Liu Yueyue's home, Qin Ming removed the prion virus from Chen Fang's nerves.
Through her, Qin Ming learned that the Nanocenter had been crippled, research had ground to a halt, many people had fainted, and some were questioning the safety of nanotechnology—wondering whether, like nuclear radiation, it might pose some invisible, unknown threat to the human body. As for the specific details, the relevant departments were still investigating.
Leaving Liu Yueyue's house, Qin Ming walked along the street, pondering his next move and plan.
There had to be some connection between the Adventist prion virus and the Redemptionist's gathering.
After much deliberation, Qin Ming decided to first activate Logic and Ding Yi and to also prepare a backup in case of emergencies. If necessary, he would deal with the mess swiftly, controlling everything with absolute power.
During this period, Qin Ming was invincible on Earth, yet he always felt restrained because of the Sophons.
With the Dark Forest as the ultimate deterrent, aside from his previous worry that a Sophon might follow him through his travels, he wasn't actually afraid of the Trisolarans. Of course, the main reason was that the Trisolarans were still far too distant from Earth.
Even hundreds of years later, aside from Yun Tianming, no human had ever laid eyes on a Trisolaran. It was somewhat sad to think about it—mankind had already been defeated without ever seeing what the enemy looked like.
Qin Ming reflected inwardly. Was he being overly cautious?
Complacency could lead to disaster. Caution could keep a boat afloat for thousands of years, but excessive caution could also be an act of tying oneself up.
In truth, as long as his existence remained undetected, that was sufficient.
The contingency was already in place. If he could shield the nanobody from Sophon detection, it would be perfect, and the Covering the Sky plan would benefit as well.
Faced with an existence undetectable by Sophons, with the Trisolarans' child-like tactics, he might indeed be able to pull the wool over their eyes.
...
"Yang Dong, I want to talk to you..."
"I'm very busy right now, got to go."
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Looking at the suddenly disconnected call, Ding Yi was left in a state of confusion. He didn't know what Yang Dong had been up to for the past couple of days; he couldn't find her at home, and she would hurriedly hang up whenever he called.
At this moment, an inexplicable premonition arose within him.
The distance between him and his fiancée kept increasing.
The two of them were like intersecting parallel lines, meeting by chance, but separation was their destiny.
The security system also truly lacked presence, having not issued a single mission. If it weren't for his ability to call it forth in his mind, he would have thought it was all just a hallucination he had that day.
Just as he was brooding, the system suddenly issued its first task: Follow Wang Miao to the Trisolaran Organization gathering.
Wang Miao?
The task suddenly issued by the system took Ding Yi by surprise.
On Logic's side, he came downstairs at this moment, ready to mail the printed contract back; at this time, the starting point was still paper contracts.
His editor was very enthusiastic, so enthusiastic that it made him uncomfortable, constantly urging him to sign and mail the contract.
Yesterday, Logic had submitted a hundred chapters at once, and within just a few hours, the editor contacted him via QQ. After learning that he was still a professor at Tsinghua University, the editor showed great warmth and care, treating him even better than his own mother.
The editor's call came through again:
"Professor Logic, have you mailed the contract?"
"Editor Liu, I just sent it out."
"Great, great, to be honest, the book you wrote is just too good! A few colleagues and I read it non-stop, I'm sure it will bring you both fame and fortune, keep updating."
"Of course, I'll keep updating. To rejuvenate the glory of the Cultivation World is a duty I cannot shirk!"
"You might not believe this, but actually, I am a cultivator, Editor Liu."
The editor on the other end paused, mistaking his words for a subtle hint to hang up,
"Ah... then I won't bother you any further."
Logic hung up the phone, opened the Qidian website, and glanced at the comments section for "Covering the Sky," where the calls for updates were relentless.
Have read, can't sleep, update quickly!
Quick, update! Update!
Where does the author live? If you don't update, I'm going to show up at your door with a knife!
This book can indeed make money!
Logic was in a very good mood these days. Humming a tune, he mailed the contract and upon returning upstairs, he immediately posted the two chapters he had just copied, writing at the end of the chapter: The great emperor is going to cultivate for a few days, I'll return to update once my cultivation is complete.
As soon as the chapter was released, the comments section exploded. Readers joked among themselves, but no one took it seriously.
I'm off to do a task!
That morning, the system issued another task, and following the system's instructions, Logic set out to find a person named Pan Han.
This name was very familiar to him. After thinking hard for a while, he finally remembered who this person was.
Pan Han, a famous biologist, not only accurately predicted the dangers brought about by genetic engineering technology but also established the country's first experimental society. Unlike those Western utopian communities aimed at returning to nature, his "Cathay Pastoral" was not located in the wilderness, but right in the midst of the city's largest urban area. The community had not a penny in assets, including all life supplies like food, which all came from the city trash.
Contrary to people's initial expectations, "Cathay Pastoral" not only survived but also grew rapidly. Its permanent members had exceeded three thousand, and countless others visited occasionally to experience life there.
After getting Pan Han's location through Cathay Pastoral's online contact information, Logic found out that he was just in Kyoto, not far from where he lived.