
And as I thought, I'm not that hard to get through there. The central nervous system contains only a heart-like object that is constantly beating, and in it only a lump of flesh, Ooo, the lump of flesh is then connected to the nerve fibers that number in the thousands, in the thousands, running all over the head. As with the flesh clot, the fibers that spread everywhere then grow by themselves in each terminal. And the hair-sized nerve fibers have branched again into thousands, then at the ends branching again, branching again, until the branches are tipped all over the body. Crazy one! This human syara system is probably compiled by computers. Because, the working system is the same, a small lump of meat in the human head is only one microchip. Because there are still other microchips that move every incoming command.
Now I see that the human syara system is no more complicated than a calculator machine. It looks so simple. Man's creation has transcended itself, and thus man is ended by his own creation His creation is even more advanced than that which was created.
Now I'm in the middle of a central nervous system clot in Ergo. The nervous system I'm sitting on is consciousness. I just cut off the nervous system that comes out to the rest of the body. The cut was enough with a super-small electric shock, and the consciousness system would be shaken. Once shaken, the memory system will collide. Ergo is like a giant statue that is clumped, a statue in it there is no content. The outer layer is just a thin skin wrinkled from thin glass that is easily broken. One touch, like a pile of glasses that were two meters high, would immediately collapse.
My job is almost done. Before he dies, and his death is not in vain, I want to deliver a message for him.
“Halo, Ergo!”
Ergo who was still holding the phone for a moment was stunned. Some called out loudly, like a scream. Rotated his head to the place he thought to be a sound. But empty. Then he inhales, filling the lungs with oxygen, giving the power to listen once more. He was still looking around when he sounded back, “Ergo, I'm here!”
Ergo turned. The sound was like coming from behind his body, but when he had turned around it did not find anything there.
“Ergo!”
Finally, after the umpteenth time he felt like he was being played with. Irrespective, he yelled, “Who are you?!”
“I'm a nobody?” it was loud and loud.
Ergo. “Why do you call me?”
“Because I need you, Ergo.”
“Damn it! How do you know my name?”
“Even I know a lot about you.”
“Know much what? You're just a coward who doesn't dare to show up.”
“Hahaha..when I talk to you, it's time for me to show up.”
Ergo circled around, looked around, and was empty.
“You will not find myself around you, for I am not outside, but inside.”
“Buskey! What are you talking about?”
“Hahahaha, you still don't understand either. I'm inside you.”
“In me. You're getting upset I don't want to talk to you anymore.”
“As far as you go, I will stay inside you.”
“You who?!”
“I'm in you, So how could you want to avoid yourself.”
Ergo quiet. Trying to understand what's going on.
“Hahahaha, you seem more confused, Ergo. I hope you're not too surprised by my arrival. I just want to introduce myself ..”
“You lied! What do you want from me?!”
“Sometimes you're smart, Ergo. Look, I'm the kind of computer virus that was sent to see you..”.
“So you ...”
“Iya, right, I'm a life-earning angel. Your life is for me tonight, hahahaha.”.
“Nobody can uproot my life except God.”
“You're babbling let alone this. Have you given your life to me, In every second and in and out of life breath has been calculated based on a simple digital nervous system. You are no longer a free manuia capable of doing anything and controlling the environment and the universe. Now you're just part of a digital system that's now being hacked. Balah, I'm tired of explaining this theory to you. You're really gonna die. Accept this as a nature that God has written for you, and bai manuia-other humans in the past and the future.”
Ergo heard the threat that seemed so serious that she wanted to run. But he was confused, want to run? Wasn't that voice inside his head? Will my life end here? The question then thumped in his head.
“Hey, your heartbeats are throbbing very fast. Also your nerves send thousands of questions. Actually, don't worry so much. It doesn't hurt too much. Look, I just removed some nerve stuffing attached with meat fibers in the center to you.”.
Just as the program was about to damage one of the nerves inside Ergo's head, he heard the phone ring!
Drought is shocking!
Whoever calls, he'll ask for help.
Once connected, Ergo immediately shouted: “Please help me, anyone there! I'll be a victim of digital system violence. Please!”
“Quiet, Ergo quiet! I'm Kana, your lover, I'm not helping you, but something that flows through these electromagnetic waves will help you.”
“Ouch! Hurry, Kana. I can't take it anymore. It hurts so much in my head.”.
“Yes, honey, I won't be long either. I'm also in an unfortunate position, Already yes, I love you..”.
Then the phone call stopped.
At about the same time, Ramses and Time had already reached the nerve vein in Ergo's head!
Once in the path of the Nerve vein, as fast as lightning, Time has pushed the position of the Program that is in the center of the nervous system. With a single jolt, the program has lurched back, “This is the time you die, fuck!”
The program was not surprised. He looked at the figure in front of him. “I've never interfered in your affairs, but this time, I'm really angry!Hhhh!” Then the Program advanced forward and immediately lunged with a surprising binary force, the Binary was turned into poisonous cloud lumps ready to kill. The time that had anticipated the attack, then immediately sniffed, and at that moment:
“Liha, I will stop you, the arrogant time.”
The fibers keep pressing, then swallow whatever is in the head room, “This is the famous memory emptying step ..”
Memory emptying!
Time woken. Look, the program has eaten one by one the clumps of memory in the room. It ate very fast like the rod of Moses which ate the serpents created by the sorcerer.
This obviously cannot be allowed. “Ramses, I need your rock.”
“Quick say. Time is no.”
“Try to fill Ergo's memory with your history, about anything, so that she still stays sane for a while.”
“How to?”
“Create an image with your abstract body. Imagine, imagine powerfully. A strong shadow will fill every niche of Ergo's head. Fast!”