Therapy Planet No. 13

There are four red, green, blue, and yellow lines of different thicknesses on the virtual electronic screen. They are intertwined, entangled, overlapped, gathered, bifurcated, and constantly evolving without end.

He Xiangbin only felt that a layer of icy cold water was poured into his brain, and the strange information was the stone fragments engulfed by the flood, covering the cerebral cortex along with this sense of absurdity—scalp numb.

This feeling is like being accidentally pushed into the abyss in summer. Countless cold sea water penetrates through the five sense organs, leaving a snake-like crawling sensation in the internal organs.

It's eerie, like you're going to lose yourself at any moment—it's not a good feeling.

"Stop!"

He Xiangbin tore off the electrodes attached to his head, and hurriedly shouted to Locke in front of the screen to stop.

"Probably... that's the job."

Locke directly pressed the delete button, and for a while, the feeling of being coveted by the poisonous snake disappeared without a trace.

"Stimulate neurons by some means to generate electrical pulses, or transcranial magnetic stimulation - you just understand that neurons are stimulated with some kind of magnetic field, and memory is overwritten or rewritten... At the beginning of the birth of the Internet, I wanted to go The development of this idea, but the human brain is too complicated, and the research has not made much progress, and the spirit network was discovered by accident, so the mainstream research collectively turned to the chain link technology of the spirit network, until finally, the invention of the signal tower as an intermediary , which eventually led to the creation of the star network... and no one paid attention to this field."

He Xiangbin sat up from the operating table, his back was soaked in cold sweat.

Locke said that this is still in the research stage, and it has not yet taken shape, and now it has entered a bottleneck period.

It is impossible to change all the memories, but it is still possible to operate if only a small amount of information is entered.

"Now you know what I mean by 'editor'."

Locke shrugged.

He never likes to explain in words, if possible, he prefers to let He Xiangbin experience it himself.

He Xiangbin nodded, as if he understood.

After a while, he wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his sleeve: "If I remember correctly, the person in charge of this is..."

"Boyd."

"Is he connected with the people taught by the Tower of Babel?"

He Xiangbin raised his head and looked at Locke quietly, but the words that came out of his mouth were not surprising.

Locke's hands froze on the keyboard: "...what do you want to do?"

This attitude is the default.

Even if Locke keeps his ears to the outside world, he can be regarded as a role "entrusted with important tasks", not to mention that when he occasionally reports to Boyd, he will also see him having a brief conversation with a man in a priest's robe. remote video communication.

It's just that he only bumped into it once. Since then, Boyd never asked Locke to report to his office, but went directly to the laboratory to inquire about the progress of the experiment.

To some extent, it can be regarded as house arrest in disguise.

Fortunately, Locke is not interested in this kind of interpersonal relationship. As long as he is satisfied with his own experimental materials, he will not bother to care about those messy things.

It doesn't matter who he works for, what matters is whether he can satisfy his perverted desires.

He Xiangbin took a deep breath, showing a firm and decisive expression: "I have been thinking about how to get into Sanxingdui. I originally wanted to use the channel of scientific research to ask you for help... But now I feel that there may be other ways Penetrate in."

"If I don't join the Federation..."

He pondered, "What if I convert to religion?"

***

Dongyang has always felt that the group of people who believe in religion are pure nonsense fools.

I gave my life to an illusory thing, prayed devoutly every day, and performed rituals, but I didn't feel that life had become much better.

Coupled with the fact that Huo Wen has been tinkering with some weird things around her since she was a child, Dongyang feels that instead of believing in something that cannot be falsified, it is better to toss about the possibilities that can be practiced repeatedly.

It is always more reliable to verify the probability than to guess the probability.

So when Louis asked her to pick one of the main search ranges analyzed by Jessica based on her intuition, she felt that Louis was crazy.

"... If I remember correctly, you are of Almi descent?"

There are several irregular star maps surrounding Dongyang, as long as she points out one, the starship full of five people will move straight towards that goal.

"People in the military academy... are all so superstitious?"

Dongyang looked at Lu Yi anxiously, but dared not stretch out his hand.

"Sometimes you really need a little madness." Angel whistled, "That's what makes it interesting."

Louie didn't feel offended in the slightest.

She shook her head. "I'm no longer Almi."

"Mathematically speaking, this is already the smallest range that Jessica can narrow down. No matter which piece you choose, the probability of finding it is the same."

Louie explained patiently, "It's just that I'm willing to add a little possibility to this."

If this had been put before him, Louis would not have believed the nonsense of "like attraction".

But Sillois's characteristics were naked in front of him, and even if Louis wanted to ignore the particularity of this race, he couldn't completely forget it.

Whether it is intuition or rationality, there is a voice in his heart telling Lui that whistles and directions can also attract each other.

Just like Angel and her.

"So, the choice is up to you." Louis said firmly, "You decide our course."

Dongyang: "..." All right.

She nodded with difficulty, still somewhat accepting in her heart that the power of life and death of the ship's people could not be transferred to her hands like this.

That is an unknown territory on the modern star map!

Where is the storm?Where is the meteorite flow?Where is the magnetic field interference?

They all don't know, in case one of them is pulled by an unknown black hole, they won't be able to escape even if they want to!

Dongyang took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly.

She closed her eyes, ignoring the burning and curious gazes of everyone except Que Lui, and slowly poked out her mental net.

Like a bait that sank in the ocean, only a slender rope was left at the initial starting point, and then extended infinitely outward.

Spread, spread, spread endlessly.

The tentacles are growing quietly, bypassing the human body, passing through the starship, sliding over the tiny meteorite fragments in the universe, and passing the light and dark signal control tower not far away.

Leap, leap, fly across the sky.

The scattered spiritual nets drifted aimlessly in the universe, and then, as if being dragged by some unknown wind, turned in a certain direction——

"here."

Dongyang's finger landed on the fragmented star map in one direction.

That is the smallest fragment, that is to say, it is the smallest field among the twelve ranges that Jessica positioned.

The vague sense of traction just now seemed to be just an illusion of her own. When Dongyang started to lift her fingers, the subtle sense of connection disappeared instantly.

So her voice was very hesitant and uncertain.

"Then here."

The system automatically entered the coordinate range of this area into the automatic navigation system, and matched it with the new version of the currently loaded star map—as expected, a chaotic magnetic field zone was displayed in the star map.

Judging from the star map, this is a barren land that even interstellar pirates would not want to go to.

"It seems that there are still high-intensity particle storms."

Huo Wen randomly tapped the keyboard with his fingers, and quickly marked the jump point and the jump route that are closest to this area in the star map.

Although Luy and Angel kept saying that they were not in a hurry, and even showed that they could devote their whole lives to finding the planet, Huo Wen knew that even if they didn't care, his real boss Zong Shili will care.

Timeliness is of the utmost importance to them.

Before Lui gave an order, Huo Wen pressed the start button without hesitation.

——The aimless starship in the universe finally has a definite goal, and it is speeding towards the nearest space transition point.

"But what about the registration application for the jump point?" Jessica looked at Lui nervously, "What reason do we use to apply?"

Lui looked at her with a natural expression: "So what are you still doing here?"

She gestured to another screen next to her with her eyes: "Crack it."

Jessica felt that Angel's speaking style had been seriously misled by Louis.

She sighed, and suddenly missed the indifferent soldier she met at the beginning who was "not a lot of harsh words". At least the Lui before would not say such slightly ironic words. A taciturn person like Louie would be sarcastic.

His personality wasn't good in the first place, but now he's running in a "bad" direction.

***

"Dawn? What are you doing here?"

Riley held a bag of cranberry biscuits in his hand, recorded the data from the laboratory, and unexpectedly saw the shadow of dawn in the first-level reference room beside him.

"Have some?" She handed the biscuit to Dawn.

Li Ming sat cross-legged on the ground, closed the information booklet, and smiled from the corner of his eyes: "Thank you."

"...You are indeed interested in the experiment of Sensei."

Riley glanced at the number 12 marked on the cover of the information booklet, and said without any surprise.

"I was looking for information about black holes, but I came across this by accident." Li Ming smiled indifferently, the information book in his hand was rattling, "After all, the name of this experiment is so beautiful, 'Dongyang' ——At first glance, it is different from other digital planets, and I couldn't help but flip through it."

Riley nodded, and threw two small biscuits into his mouth, showing a satisfied expression: "You really have a heart."

"You are listening to lectures on the formation of black holes during your break every day. Even now the screen is full of scrolling ppts. If I can't see it, I am blind."

Li Ming shrugged: "What? A new topic?"

"Old topic—but it wasn't very important before, and the level has just been raised recently."

Riley twisted his neck, feeling that the shoulder was particularly stiff: "Anyway, idle is idle, and it doesn't hurt to look."

Li Ming put down the information booklet in his hand with a "swipe", and hugged the paper to his chest, covering the lower part of his nose, revealing only a pair of beautiful blue eyes.

Clear and transparent.

The innocent child's voice was full of certainty: "Riley, have you ever thought about why its level has increased?"

Riley shook his head indifferently: "What? You know?"

"Since you were not appointed...Let me guess, the person who was appointed was actually Jeffrey?"

Riley's eyes changed slightly.

"It seems that I guessed it right." Li Ming smiled softly, "Then let me guess again, the mobilization order has been issued, right? Tomorrow? The day after tomorrow? Or the day after tomorrow?"

"What mobilization order?" Riley was puzzled.

"What do you think black holes can be used for?"

Li Ming said to himself: "Civil technology? Portal? Decomposer? Synthesizer? Time machine? Giant memory chip? Or... a weapon of mass destruction?"

"What mobilization order?"

The corners of her mouth curled up, and her eyebrows and eyes also curved up, like a new moon at night, cold and wanton.

"Of course it's war."

Drop drop drop.

An urgent call came from Riley's personal terminal. She only glanced at it, then looked up in astonishment, and suddenly met Li Ming's smiling eyes.

There are endless storms in the blue sky.