don't open your eyes [unlimited]

Since the situation was a bit too complicated, Ling Su did spend a little more time convincing himself to act in and understand the scene in front of him.

"Please rest assured, Captain Ling." Yan Xun's tone was still meticulous, "Liu Yu has already told me the matter."

After being reminded by Ling Su that he remembered that he could hypnotize, the hypnotist also recovered a certain amount of memory.

It wasn't until this time that the hypnotist suddenly realized that there was a quite obvious fault in the memory chain that he thought to be no problem, but he had been subconsciously ignoring it all the time.

"After coming out of Yan Xun's dream, we didn't go to the mental illness research center to recuperate."

The hypnotist took over the conversation: "Someone originally suggested this to us. But obviously, my partner has more important things to do immediately, such as emptying his bookshelf and cleaning it..."

"Get to the point." Yan Xun reminded in a deep voice.

The hypnotist flashed twice in a good temper, and returned to the topic according to his words: "And I took the invitation to go to the Dreamland Galaxy——through three guides to the Dreamland, after leaving the Novice Village, I met again. In addition to Captain Ling and Mr. Zhuang, there is also a first-level tasker."

"We solved a very complicated dream together...it was very difficult and dangerous. But I didn't really bother with it, and speaking for myself, I really enjoyed some of the food I had there, and finally watched to the end."

As the hypnotist organized his thoughts, he continued to say: "After that, I decided to go back to see my partner, so I went back to our office..."

It is said to be "returning" to the office, but it is actually just waking up the consciousness from the dream and returning to the sleeping cabin they put in the office.

……

Climbing out of the sleeping cabin, the hypnotist was taken aback by his own office.

Although he usually doesn't have too bad storage habits, normal people can't help being a bit lazy by nature.

Unfinished books are directly turned upside down on the armrest of the sofa, half-turned documents are thrown on the table, and the rest of the place is covered with unfurled medical records waiting to be sorted... This situation can be found in any office , should be extremely normal and understandable.

Even an academic elite like Yan Xun, who has always been meticulous and self-disciplined, has a bit of perfectionism and cleanliness, under normal circumstances, he would not rashly point fingers at his partner's office.

But this "normal situation" certainly does not include a person who "just spent the whole night cleaning the entire office, removing all the books from the shelves, wiping the shelves, and rearranging the books in strict order of height difference and color thickness." After the classification was arranged, Dr. Yan rushed into the partner's office with cleaning tools."

Under the threat of Yan Xun, the hypnotist was forced to sign a "Pledge to Clean Up the Office Every Day Before Going Off Work", and put his fingerprint on it...

"Let me tell you."

Seeing that the hypnotist chatted farther and farther away, Yan Xun still interrupted him: "We worked until the early morning, took a nap, and continued to work the next day."

The hypnotist added unwillingly: "The main work content is to clean the carpet, clean the air conditioner filter, and tie the safety rope to clean the glass on the 25th floor..."

Yan Xun didn't seem to hear his partner's obviously personal grievances, and continued to say: "That night, I was notified that something happened to my father."

Yan Xun was not notified of this incident at first.

He and President Yan have not had any contact for many years - Yan Xun insisted on staying in the laboratory to do research, and refused to join the Psychological Association after returning to China. Anyone who is a little familiar with their father and son will know these things.

After President Yan showed symptoms of schizophrenia and was admitted to a mental illness research center, Yan Xun paid extremely high treatment fees as usual, but rarely showed up to visit him.

Similarly, Chairman Yan is not very interested in this son.

Even though he was admitted to the high-risk intensive care unit, Chairman Yan did not take any treatment from the outside world seriously, and was still obsessed with his so-called "research" with a high degree of concentration, and even a paranoid state that was almost fanatical.

"Yan Xun." The hypnotist interrupted his thoughts at the right time, "Your relationship with President Yan is not important."

When he said this, the relaxed expression on the hypnotist's face turned serious.

He broke off a branch beside him, reached over and poked his partner, freeing him from this state in time: "Don't get trapped in it. You have different positions, viewpoints, and opinions from him. You are just normal academics." disagreement..."

"That's a reasonable excuse I've found for myself."

Yan Xun shook his head: "I have been insisting on this reason until I have fooled everyone and myself."

The hypnotist froze in astonishment.

“Its causation is actually reversed — we disagreed first. After that, I took a position and proposition that was completely opposite to him in order to prove him wrong.”

Yan Xun turned to Ling Su: "I'm sorry, Captain Ling... In fact, a lot of my subjective hostility towards you was mixed into the target against you."

He had already realized that Ling Su had probably guessed his identity the first time he met him.

The reason for this complete breakup between father and son is not uncommon at all, and it can even be said to be one of the most common types in their psychological counseling.

A son who has never been approved by his father, and a father who has never been satisfied with his son.

Yan Xun didn't fully know what Chairman Yan's research was, but he knew that Chairman Yan needed the best assistant—but his father didn't choose him, but chose a young man code-named "Zero".

President Yan devoted unprecedented patience to "Zero".

Chairman Yan personally taught him, provided him with all the information that can be checked at any time, took him to participate in the high-end research forum where Yan Xun spent months submitting applications and barely obtained the qualification to attend, and introduced him to the Psychological Association.

Everyone felt that this young man had a bright future and would definitely take over the position of President Yan in the future... until the day he officially graduated, he was judged as "failed" by the first-generation personality model test.

"I asked someone to inquire later, and found out that your name is Ling Su."

Yan Xun said: "You may not know me, but I have been paying attention to your performance all the time, and I can't help but secretly compare with you and find fault with you."

"I tried my best to find out your weaknesses and loopholes while maintaining my objectivity, and use all kinds of evidence to prove that you are nothing more than that. But I didn't realize that this kind of behavior itself has actually made me lose my objective perspective... "

"After seeing you in person and watching you and your partner team up to clean up the mess I made, I finally know what it feels like."

"I was wrestling myself with myself ... it made me look like a clown."

Yan Xun paused for a few seconds, and gave a very rare wry smile: "I'm sorry, Team Ling. I can only admit that even in terms of ability and talent in the professional field, you are indeed much better than me."

……

After he explained this, there was a brief silence inside and outside the ward.

Ling Su tapped the bridge of his nose a few times: "...That's what I said."

He raised his head and looked at the broom hanging on the window rail, struggling desperately, trying to jump off to sweep the ground, and the shiny high-power street lamp hanging on the tree opposite.

"Maybe I'm a little picky." Ling Su's mood was a bit complicated, "But to be honest, it's hard to give people enough sense of accomplishment in this scene..."

"Then there's no other way." Yan Xun finally couldn't bear it any longer, and threatened in a deep voice, "Either clean up the ground, or let me go down to sweep it, or I'll break this broken railing."

Ling Su coughed, and together with Zhuang Die, he quickly picked up the scraps of paper on the ground.

"I'm not as open-minded as you think, Dr. Yan."

While picking up the scraps of paper, Ling Su distractedly explained: "I've heard of you a long time ago, and every time President Yan praised me, he would say 'you are much better than Yan Xun'—although that I didn't know who you were at the time, but I often use this sentence to motivate myself."

Yan Xun, the broom hanging on the window railing: "..."

"It's not really important."

Ling Su wrapped the scraps of paper into a small paper bag and handed it to Curly to keep away: "The important thing is why we are here."

Yan Xun was stunned: "Isn't it because we were trapped in Chairman Yan's dream?"

After choosing to be completely frank and tell the last little secret, Yan Xun no longer forced himself to call the other party his father-in fact, since the "research" started many years ago, President Yan threw him away. Full boarding school.

From the beginning to the end, the blood-related father and son met no more than a hundred times, and most of them broke up on bad terms. It was almost impossible to establish any normal father-son relationship.

"Good reasoning." Ling Su praised without sincerity, and sat sideways on the window sill, "Dr. Yan, how much do you know about 'research'?"

Of course Yan Xun knew what he was asking, hesitated for a moment before answering: "Transforming people into machines."

Ling Su nodded: "So you chose a field that is completely opposite to him... You want to replace humans with machines and programs."

In a sense, the split father and son are actually a kind of people.

They all have a certain innate paranoid instinct, trying to solve all problems with a method, a theorem, a complete set of laws and systems.

"Captain Ling."

Yan Xun frowned, and couldn't help but interrupt: "I've realized that this kind of thinking is wrong, you don't have to keep—"

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not exposing your scars."

Ling Su looked at the broom that suddenly became wrinkled: "I'm reminding you... Don't you really think this mental hospital is very familiar to you in terms of its nature?"

"Sorry, I do have limited knowledge of his research."

Yan Xun said in a deep voice, "Even if you say that, I-"

His words suddenly stopped without warning.

At that moment, Yan Xun's hints to himself were completely removed, and the broom changed back to its original appearance with a "bang".

Because he had been stuck on the window railing before, he almost couldn't sit still. Fortunately, Ling Su grabbed his collar and pulled him back in time, so he fell into the ward a little staggeringly.

Yan Xun didn't care about this false alarm at all, he just grabbed Ling Su hastily, his face pale: "What do you mean by...?"

"It's not easy to convince myself to accept this, is it?" Ling Su's expression was calm, and he patted him on the shoulder reassuringly, "It's okay, I'll try to be as tactful as possible."

——Yan Xun did not participate in the whole process of model building, they are very clear about this.

During the construction of a generation of personality models, he was responsible for the set of consciousness correction procedures.

For example, Yan Xun is like providing a set of sophisticated treatment equipment.However, due to the lack of humanization, this set of instruments is not as perfect as the design concept in actual use, but will leave serious hidden dangers.

Shortly after the failure of the Lingsu test, the first-generation personality model was completely abandoned due to the turmoil he caused, and the president of the association and several leaders resigned... Everyone is also very clear about these past events.

"Since then, President Yan has been in an abnormal state."

Ling Su said: "Many people interpret this as being overly hit, or unable to accept the result of all their hard work failing and everything going to waste."

"But there is another possibility." Zhuang Die took over, "He stuffed all the first-generation personality models into his dreams."

Yan Xun said in astonishment, "Is he crazy?!"

Ling Su nodded: "According to the diagnosis, the doctor in charge of treating him probably thinks so."

Yan Xun and his father have completely different positions and completely opposite views.

But he never realized that even the research direction he thought he had chosen independently had always been in his father's plan—President Yan needed him to research machines and make a set of sophisticated therapeutic instruments.

This set of therapeutic instruments will be placed in this mental hospital and become a part of it... and the mental hospital they are in is actually the first generation personality model itself.

It doesn't matter "turning people into machines" or "replacing people with machines".These two completely opposite extreme views will actually converge into the same indiscriminate result when they finally come to an end.

"This is crazy... how can the association agree to such a thing?"

Yan Xun whispered in disbelief: "Hasn't it been proven? The first generation model is not suitable for the public. It is too extreme and strict, and it will cause many problems..."

"It's not suitable for the public." Ling Su nodded, "but it's just right for another group of people... There is a group of people who just need this kind of transformation, because they are about to engage in one of the most dangerous jobs in human history."

With Zhuang Die's help, the hypnotist came in from the window, and when he heard Ling Su's words, he raised his head: "The Pioneer."

——After the dream ended, the cocoon breaker mentioned this to the hypnotist.

The current program and hardware system of "Cocoon" are both of the third generation.

"Cocoon" was originally developed and designed for some more practical real-world tasks.

Inviting the Psychological Association to cooperate is not just because of the need for their professionals, but also a more direct reason-this was originally a behemoth created by the Psychological Association. Its original design concept was not to deal with dreams, but to transform human society. .

"This is not just a generational personality model." The hypnotist looked at Ling Su, "In fact, it has another name and purpose..."

"welcome."

Ling Su nodded: "The 'cocoon' of the first generation."