Therapy Planet No. 13

The man instinctively lay on the bed and asked, "What?"

As soon as he exited, he looked around subconsciously, but found that the entire ward was empty, but the nurse who was watching him through the camera all the time—or maybe a researcher—sent a message from the loudspeaker on the ceiling. Doubtful echo: "Gongqi, what's wrong with you? Is there any discomfort in your body?"

Apparently, the girl's voice in her head was from a different source than the inquiring male voice.

Even if it is the star network, it is impossible to achieve the function of sound transmission - unless the other party's sound source is collected in advance, and then the information sent through the spirit network is synthesized through a specific sound conversion software, this effect can be achieved .

But Xingwang’s text transmission is already very convenient. All acquaintances know each other’s voice, and the human brain is born to automatically fill in the brain. For privacy protection, you will not let you download the sound of strangers from the sound library casually, even if there are some people. Those who have related cognitive impairments and cannot read can also be automatically synthesized through the electronic sound source released by the sound bank——

In any case, there is no need to install a converter in the brain.

What's more, the girl's voice had never been heard before, and he even thought for a moment that he had heard an auditory hallucination.

"No..." I seemed to hear something just now.

This idea just popped into Gong Qi's head, before he could finish, he heard the girl "giggle" in his mind and laughed.

The tone is half explanation, half threat:

【I suggest uncle, you'd better not talk~】

"What's wrong with you?" A nervous question came from the loudspeaker, "The monitoring shows that your heart rate has increased."

By coincidence, Gong Qi swallowed what he originally wanted to say.

"No...no, nothing."

Gong Qi calmed down: "It's just incredible..."

He shifted his gaze to the nanobots working on the legs.

Although it is a prosthetic limb, it will take a lot of time to achieve absolute perfection in performance and appearance at the joints, even for nano-robots.

"I never imagined that I would have a day when I would be back to normal."

All the experimenters who conducted this kind of experiment were disabled, and the relevant personnel have long been familiar with this kind of excitement.

He breathed a sigh of relief, as long as there was no mistake in the experiment, everything was out of his focus.

In terms of traditional morality, both doctors and researchers should be full of humanistic care—at least, some basic empathy must be retained.

But that doesn't include the Sanxingdui crowd, let alone the senior division.

He barely cooperated and said a few words, and then cut off the communication between the two parties.

Deathly silence returned to the ward.

Gong Qi breathed a sigh of relief. He wanted to talk at first, but then he thought that his every move would be monitored—except what was in his head—so he honestly talked to that voice in his head: [Who are you? 】

It's not that the researchers didn't notice the fluctuations in Gong Qi's brain waves, but these were all normal.

To be honest, even Sanxingdui can't give the experimenters such a big machine to read brain wave signals anytime and anywhere. First, the objective conditions do not allow it, and second, the core of their research simply doesn't care about what they have in their hearts. what to think.

They just need to confirm that they will have the same thinking in the experiment. After the conditions are lifted, the consistency of thinking is what they need to guard against.

The core of the Unified Spirit Network is control, and they don't want continuity after screening out the control conditions.

[I am your sender. 】

Dawn lay on the hospital bed, looking out the window.

The sun was shining outside, and there happened to be an unknown blue bird passing by the glass window.

She was in a trance.

There has never been any creature other than human beings in No. 13. After finally escaping, she was detained all the way and locked up in this small research institute. In order to create a "fanatic scientific researcher" personality, or In order to think of a way to save himself, he almost stayed in the research room all day, eating and drinking.

Although the research institute covers a large enough area and there are many small gardens for researchers to relax, she has never appeared in such a place.

From prison to prison.

Li Ming knew very well that he was a blue bird raised in captivity in the research institute—even if he was given the illusion of freedom, he would never be allowed to fly out of the independent ecological circulation system of the research institute.

The first time she escaped from prison was with the help of Louie and Angel. Now, she will use the knowledge she has learned from them to complete it all by herself.

【……sender? 】

Gong Qi knew this term. When he first conducted the experiment, he did not completely lose his independent consciousness.

He really felt that at a certain moment during the experiment, his mental network was suddenly controlled by a mysterious force, and then he didn't have to think about anything, and the choice of turning Tetris came out naturally.

It seemed that this idea existed naturally in his mind, without any need for dialectics and thinking... Just like, his own thoughts.

Gong Qi remembered that the group of researchers referred to this mysterious force as the "sender" in front of him, and he called it the "receiver".

Gong Qi was a little taken aback. At first he guessed that the "sender" was at least some kind of artificial intelligence intrusion, or some other high-tech means, but he never expected it to be...a little girl?

[I have tampered with your device, don't worry, only you can hear me now. 】

Gong Qi couldn't help asking: [Why? 】

A smile formed on the corner of Dawn's mouth.

With a thought, all the information about the research institute - map coordinates, personnel layout, firepower arrangement, and a dark fairy tale about a princess and a knight - all got into Gong Qi's mental network.

Gong Qi is very familiar with this feeling.

That's how the answer came to him when he was playing Tetris.

Liming realized that there was a large gap in her mental network in an instant. Her back was covered with cold sweat, but the smile on her face remained undiminished, and she even hummed the nursery rhyme that He Xiangbin once taught on the 13th.

She suddenly understood why the federal government did not hesitate to use the power of so many generations to carry out the "Great Return" experiment.

It is human nature not to trust anyone.

Even robots have the potential to be tampered with.

But people will not betray themselves.

If you turn all "others" into "myself"...

Li Ming twisted his fingers, He Xiangbin's teaching on the 13th was vivid in his memory:

"Humans like perfection. No matter in which era, perfection is the ultimate goal of human dreams. However, people need to go through countless setbacks, difficulties, and experiences to go from flaws to perfection. Books can make up for it, and the Internet can make up for it, but neither can eradicate it. It’s a gap that takes time and experience to fill.”

At that time, He Xiangbin had just told Liming the background of the birth story of the Tower of Babel - the story that human beings were divided into different groups because of different languages, and they could not realize the power of heaven.

Locke sneered after hearing this: "You just talk about it, if a kid who has never even seen religion with his own eyes can understand it, I will perform on the spot and use this scalpel to dissect myself on the spot."

At that time, Li Ming rolled his eyes fiercely, and said in a bad tone, "Just blow it up! How could you dissect yourself?"

Who knew Locke didn't take it seriously, and waved his hands, impatient with "what do children know?"

But the eyes are full of perverted madness, staring at Li Ming deeply, deeply, causing Li Ming to feel a bad chill from the sky to the soles of his feet.

The quack doctor chuckled: "Little ghost, it's not difficult to dissect yourself. There are three steps in total: first, an appropriate amount of anesthesia, to the point where the pain can be tolerated but will not affect your movements; second, take a knife to dissect; Three, suturing. You can try it if you have a chance."

Li Ming felt disgusted when he heard it: "Damn pervert, you wouldn't try it on yourself, would you? Who would be as bored as you to do such a disgusting thing!"

Locke laughed lowly: "Let me just say, you really believe it."

"But your beloved nonsense Mr. He is right about one thing."

With a relaxed expression, the quack doctor scratched a corpse lying on the dissecting table along the lower jaw, and said while drawing: "It does take a lot of experience to go from ignorance to practice. But if I put the things in my mind directly into You can stuff it in your head as easily as I can eviscerate this man right now—"

He took out a bunch of red and white things in his hand, and He Xiangbin looked away in displeasure, thinking in his heart that if it wasn't for the arrival of a transport team from the warehouse where he often attends classes, he wouldn't lose his mind and drive Dawn like crazy. Bring it here to class!

On the contrary, Liming stared at the bloody heart with a face full of surprise, listening to Locke's chattering muttering:

"Your current technology is not so good that you have to poke twice to get to the internal organs."

……

Memories come to an abrupt end here.

Li Ming smiled silently, and couldn't help but guess whether Locke's intentional self-examination operation was intentional or unintentional.

She learned a lot from the 13th, whether it was from relatives, acquaintances, or enemies.

【I will give you a chance to become a knight. 】

Humans like perfection, and it is indeed easier to achieve perfection if you can quickly make up for this communication barrier.

This feeling can't be called bad, but Li Ming faintly knows that it can't be called good.

But yes, it's convenient.

It is so convenient that many people are distracted and ready to move.

[Destroy this place. 】

The clear child's voice quietly echoed in the brain, light and fluffy, like a feather, and slowly settled down, falling to the bottom of my heart.

Gong Qi turned his head and saw the blue bird passing by the window.

The stitched prosthetic limb flexes its fingers with the firing of nerve commands.

First, it stretched out like a reptile, then suddenly retracted and clenched into a ball.

The moment the blue bird disappeared, Liming believed that Gongqi's intention to kill had been decided.

Destroy this place, and then, escape.

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