"Wait, is Heberon now able to convert human consciousness into data and upload it to the server?" After Nick agreed on some details with Luke, he belatedly discovered a question that surprised him.
"That depends on how you understand it," Luke said after a pause.
He had mastered this technology of preserving consciousness in data two years earlier. In a sense, it was a different way to prolong life. Not to mention that a person might not be the same person after the transformation, but simply a data program that replicated their memories or thoughts.
This, like the Ship of Theseus, will be debated endlessly.
If the wood in Theseus's ship was gradually replaced until all the wood was not the original wood, would the ship still be the same ship?
To put it another way, except for neurons, the human body's cell renewal cycle is generally 120-200 days. In about six to seven years, all the cells in the body will be renewed. Then, will this person still be the same person?
Luke didn't want to discuss this kind of philosophical paradox with Nick because it was meaningless to him, even though Nick might be a master at philosophical debate.
"Will there be hidden dangers after those consciousnesses enter the database? For example, electronic ghosts?" Nick had to ask this question. If a bunch of electronic ghosts really appeared and wandered around in the human network world, it would be an unbearable disaster for current humans and officials!
Compared to facing those electronic ghosts that may appear in the future, Nick would rather face Hydra, an enemy that always resurfaces.
"Rather than electronic ghosts, I prefer to call them electronic zombies. After all, they have almost no thoughts or intelligence, and all they have left is a slight reaction to the power of the demon beasts." Luke shook his head, denying Nick's speculation. In fact, as long as they were not uploaded to the network, even if they still retained their thoughts and consciousness, they would basically only be able to move around in the database Luke had designated for them.
Of course, except for a few ninjas who had their memories and minds erased when Luke converted them, most of the others were the same as the first experimental subject. They could not withstand the power of the Demon Beast that exceeded their physical fitness, and in the subsequent struggle, they burst out in a wave, leaving their bodies riddled with holes, and their mental consciousness was eroded by the Demon Beast, turning them into idiots.
In the end, Luke had to throw it into the nutrient tank and keep it as a backup carrier for the secret key. Compared to the old bat, the ninja was too fragile, and the available materials were too few.
"That's good." Although Nick couldn't let go of his suspicions, out of trust in Luke's skills and the pleasure and knowledge they had gained from their previous collaboration, he didn't say anything more. Instead, he changed the subject, intending to try to get some extra money from Luke. "Where's that elite security team led by Snooker? Why not have them come over and help? The casualties among our agents have been so high lately, and the pensions are almost overspent this year."
"They're busy." Luke refused decisively.
"I can pay you enough as a hiring fee!" Nick still didn't give up.
"It's not a matter of money, Director. They do have their own duties and matters to do. Besides, after receiving your request, didn't I bring you my help?" Luke pointed to the metal wristband on Nick Fury's left wrist to show that he was not without support, but had already given the greatest support.
"Distant water cannot quench a nearby fire. Placing orders, making equipment, equipping it, and familiarizing it with it will take at least a few days, even if there's no problem on your side and mine. But the situation is already quite bad. Those ninjas have even begun to attack the camp where the mysterious bones are buried. It's bullshit! If this weren't Manhattan, if this weren't the city center, I would definitely let them taste the pain of being wiped out by artillery fire." Nick spread his hands helplessly.
"You can find other, more suitable helpers." Luke replied.
"Stark? I don't know what he's been up to lately. He doesn't want to talk to me at all." Nick was even more helpless. He had indeed invited not only Luke, but Stark as well. However, compared to Luke's delay until today, Stark hadn't given him the response he wanted.
"No, no, no, isn't there a new superhero in this city?" Luke pointedly brought up Spider-Man. He knew exactly what Tony Stark was up to and why he had no time for Nick Fury. According to Venom, the symbiote that was sent away was still lingering in his mind, aggrieved and fervently begging to return to Hyperion.
"It said it missed its bed in the lab. Weren't its bed and house packed up and taken away together at that time? That jar! Bah! He can't even lie, there's no hope." Venom expressed his contempt for his former younger brother without mercy at the time.
"That Spider-Man?" Nick's expression suddenly became even more helpless. "He came to help, but the result was not good. He showed up too abruptly and didn't cooperate with us at all. We had set a trap at the time, hoping to lure him in. But he suddenly jumped out to help, and we inexplicably gained an advantage that we shouldn't have had, and then our plan was exposed.
But he can be considered as a man, a candidate who can be considered."
In the end, perhaps because of the pressure brought by the endless ninjas of the Hand, Nick changed his tone and included Spider-Man as a backup.
"Have you forgotten someone else?" Luke reminded Nico. "What about the prince from Asgard?"
"You want him to join the battle? Wouldn't that bring about some diplomatic risks? I mean, his identity is very sensitive." Nick blinked. If something unexpected happened, wouldn't Odin, the king of Asgard, have an opinion?
"That depends on how you handle it. I believe you can avoid risks and leave no room for error." Luke easily removed himself. "He's a brave prince."
Nick looked at Luke with a strange look in his eyes. He noticed that Luke's moral compass seemed a bit low today. But he didn't mind. After all, he reminded him of the anxiety he'd felt after being attacked and harassed by the Hand these past few days. His mind and thoughts had indeed been focused on how to deal with those Hand ninjas.