Wen Er sat in the driver's seat.
He could not answer the other party's questions, and he could not even feel the anger he had felt last time because of these audacious provocations.
Under the influence of such high-intensity electronic pulses, personality annihilation and dissociation will definitely occur - this is the conclusion of Wen Er's recent paper on electronic storms. It has not been published yet, but there is already sufficient evidence.
Human beings are the most complex creatures, and when their personality changes, any number of outcomes may occur.
…But he didn’t expect that Pu Ying would be included in this result.
It’s not the defective product sitting in the office, carefully protected by the Pu family.
Wen Er's fingers hanging by his side began to twitch nervously, as if he wanted to reach out and grab the person in front of him.
He opened his mouth several times, trying to utter a word or two, but the shock and trance he felt were too intense and he couldn't do anything.
…
No one knew that after Pu Ying disappeared, he rebuilt a shadow of his own in his heart.
That shadow has Pu Ying's face, wears glasses, often wears a shirt, is quiet, and doesn't like to laugh.
When he walks, he puts his left hand behind his back and has a subtle imperial accent.
The Wen and Pu families were old friends. They were both famous royal nobles in the hundreds of years before the political system reform. Later, when the political system reformed, the two families rose to the top in the fierce battle of the great waves, and became the top families participating in the establishment of the alliance.
After the alliance was formed, the Pu family stayed in the imperial capital to participate in politics, while the Wen family retired back to Star City.
The original head of the Pu family was the adjutant of the Wen family. From then on, every member of the Wen family would have a playmate sent from the Pu family in the imperial capital.
It is natural for two people to grow up together, receive education together, grow up together, and decide their future development together.
If both parties are willing, they can of course become spouses. Even if they have no such idea, they can become close friends.
In Wen Er's opinion, Pu Ying should be his.
But Pu Ying disappeared.
Wen Er has never been able to accept this fact. He pieced together all his memories of Pu Ying and reconstructed a shadow for himself in his mind.
He had lived with this shadow for twenty years, and everything he did was to make this shadow come true.
He added all the impressions that satisfied him, and firmly believed that if Pu Ying was still alive, if Pu Ying grew up successfully, this would be the case.
So the Pu Ying who returns to the Pu family now is undoubtedly wrong, incomplete, and needs to be treated.
Pu Ying should be changed into what he expects.
Wen Er believes that he has this power.
…
The "Pu Ying" in front of him laughed softly.
Wen Er's eyes were already somewhat bloodshot. He regained some of his voice, but his throat was hoarse as if he had swallowed a hot iron: "... What are you laughing at?"
"It's boring." said the man.
The corners of Wen Er's eyes shrank sharply.
He didn't know what he looked like now, but his expression must be almost ferocious.
The shadow in his mind became real. He had treasured this shadow for so long and protected it with his utmost effort until today. But its evaluation of him was... boring
Wen Er grabbed the shadow's arm tightly.
He wanted to say something, but was frozen by the coldness of his palm, and blurted out: "Pu Ying—"
Before he could finish the rest of his words, the man he was holding tightly had already fallen down.
Wen Er supported the fallen body.
He suddenly woke up and hurriedly checked Luo Ran's breathing. A prickly feeling of regret swept over him.
The detection of severely excessive, extremely high-frequency and high-intensity electronic storms will not only annihilate the personality of the detector.
Those violent, uncontrolled high-pulse electron flows will first destroy a person's body.
He just wanted to use Luo Ran as a substitute to make up for his regrets, a useful experimental observation subject. Luo Ran was just a slightly more important and special part of his research. If he really broke down, although it would be a pity, it was not impossible to find a replacement.
He didn't expect Luo Ran to become like this, to become the person closest to the "Pu Ying" in his mind.
"Don't die."
Wen Er threw himself out of the car, took off his coat, and tightly wrapped Luo Ran's body, which was rapidly losing temperature: "I'll take you to the hospital, take you to the hospital... Give him back to me."
Wen Er was giving first aid to Luo Ran. He knelt on the ground, looking a little hysterical: "Give it back to me, give it back to me. Pu Ying, Pu Ying—"
Someone stopped him and prevented him from going crazy enough to break Luo Ran's ribs.
Wen Er's eyes were bloodshot and he raised his head with heavy breathing.
The one who stopped him was an agent from the security department who came to investigate the situation. His heart skipped a beat when he saw his prey-seeking state, and he subconsciously took half a step back.
"He's still alive, Director Wen."
The agent did not let go and continued to hold him back: "And he also-"
The agent looked down at the unconscious person, swallowed the rest of his sentence, and signaled his colleagues to bring the stretcher over.
Besides... this person is obviously not Pu Ying.
Although they have the same conspicuous birthmark, their facial features are not quite alike. If you have to say, their dressing style is somewhat similar.
But when Team Leader Pu wears a shirt, he will button his cuffs properly and only unbutton the first button on his collar.
According to gossip, Team Leader Pu had been caught in an electronic storm and needed to keep warm at all times. By chance, one of their detective colleagues accidentally discovered Team Leader Pu secretly trying out the new nano-technology ultra-thin high-insulation thermal underwear in the rest room.
The detective heard Wen Er call this man "Pu Ying" with his own ears, and felt a little strange in his heart, but did not show it on his face. He exchanged glances with his colleagues and carried the unidentified unconscious person onto the rescue vehicle.
While lifting the body, an agent accidentally touched the birthmark on the unconscious person's neck.
A small piece of red pigment dissociated under the influence of the electronic storm instantly attached to the agent's finger.
The pigment quality is very good.
The agent subconsciously wiped it a few times, but the color didn't fade at all, and the red became even brighter.
Agent A: “…”
Agent B: “…”
The agents had complicated expressions and exchanged glances silently several times.
Wen Er was hysterical because of a person who fainted. He performed CPR on the person, begged him not to die, and kept calling "Pu Ying" to him.
This person was wearing clothes that Pu Ying would wear, and was dressed to look half-like Pu Ying.
They even used pigments of unknown composition to force this person to draw the same birthmark as Pu Ying.
… The agents had all seen a lot of storms and waves, and at this point they had already guessed what was going on.
The security department is also responsible for supervision. Several detectives who are often responsible for investigating work style issues are familiar with this kind of thing. They exchanged glances without leaving a trace, and when they looked at Wen Er, they already had a hint of "how to play" in their eyes.
"What are you going to do?"
Wen Er's pupils shrank slightly. He looked at the people walking towards him and felt uneasy. "I want to see Team Leader Pu. I will explain today's incident to him in person."
"It's a misunderstanding." Wen Er gritted his teeth and looked at Luo Ran's birthmark, "It's just a coincidence..."
The agent nodded: "We believe you."
Every subject of investigation whose work style is problematic will say that it is all just a coincidence.
"Team Leader Pu has returned to the capital and will not be back for some time."
The agent raised his hands and said, "Director Wen, relax."
Wen Er said in a deep voice: "Let me relax! You guys—"
He couldn't continue.
While his attention was drawn over there, another agent came over from behind and skillfully injected Wen Er with a sedative.
…
In the rescue vehicle, Luo Ran, who received reasonable rescue, woke up briefly.
He recovered from severe hypothermia, his body began to shiver slightly as he regained the sense of extreme cold, his vision was a little fuzzy, and he slowly responded after being called several times.
His body had not yet regained consciousness. He allowed the accompanying paramedics to treat him and tried his best to move his eyes slightly.
The agent leaned over quickly: "Sir, what do you need?"
"Data..." Luo Ran opened his eyes blankly, "Is that enough?"
The expressions of several agents changed slightly.
They were indeed here to resume the detection work of the "Detector ST", but the terminal of the General Research Institute only opened data monitoring to them and did not allow them to view the specific information of the detector (the latest location of the electronic storm).
The main task of this investigation and supervision is hacker attacks, and these are indeed not included in the investigation permit they obtained.
Team leader Pu has personally returned to the Imperial Capital Security Department to apply for new investigation authority.
They stayed in Star City and didn't have any mission for the time being, so they just tried their luck and tracked Wen Er's location according to the surveillance footage, wanting to wait and see what Wen Er was doing.
The security department's operations are often dangerous. After several agents were killed, Pu Ying demanded departmental reforms and re-regulated that rescue vehicles must be on hand at all times, which came in handy this time.
When the detectives saw this, they thought that Wen Er simply liked this kind of thing and found a substitute to satisfy his desires for their cold and inviolable Team Leader Pu.
… No one thought that this stand-in would be related to their helpless investigation.
"Isn't that enough?"
Luo Ran began to struggle. He even tried to sit up with great effort: "I'll test again. How much is left..."
"Sir, sir." The agent quickly held him down. "Your physical condition is very poor. Your life may be in danger at any time. Don't move."
Luo Ran looked at him in confusion.
The agent pressed his hands on the body of the rescued person through the clothes, and he almost felt that his own body temperature was being continuously consumed by it.
The agents had been trained and knew that this was a special type of hypothermia, the aftermath of the electronic storm.
Only those who seriously exceed the safety limit and are closely exposed to electronic storms at high frequency will suffer from this sequelae.
The agent shuddered slightly, and couldn't help but pull away and whispered to him, "Sir, are you a detector of the electronic storm? Do you have a registered ID at the General Research Institute?"
Luo Ran nodded.
He seemed to have been trained to not need to think. When he heard the question, he recited it fluently: "My personal ID is st, detector No. 032, registration code 926314... I still have 73 detections to complete."
The agent frowned: "73 times?"
Luo Ran: "I have to hurry, there is no time."
He tried to sit up again, but this time his body had completely lost all strength. After struggling for a long time, he only moved weakly on the emergency bed.
"Sir," the agent asked, "are you aware that the Science Department recommends that the frequency of electron storm detection be no more than twice a month?"
Luo Ran's eyes were somewhat empty. He seemed not to understand what the agent said. He just frowned in annoyance because he had wasted time.
"Twice...in a month."
Luo Ran: "Too slow, I want to go home quickly."
When he mentioned this word, he suddenly became a little anxious and shook his head vigorously: "Let me go. I'm fine, I'm in a hurry..."
The agents held him down in time, looked back at Wen Er who was knocked unconscious by the sedative, and their hearts sank slightly.
…
Pu Ying personally returned to the imperial capital and reapplied for investigation authority from the alliance headquarters, in order to expand the scope of the investigation and allow them to stay in Star City to monitor Wen Er.
Of course they would do as they were told, but they felt a little bit disapproving in their hearts.
After all, few people had seen an electronic storm in person. The Security Department had always been responsible for high-risk operations and was more familiar with the dangers of lethal weapons. For something that was invisible and intangible, even if they had read the most detailed information and records, it was difficult for them to have a clear and direct understanding.
— until they saw the victims of the electronic storm with their own eyes.
He is not like Team Leader Pu, who has rested for a long enough time and basically recovered his normal life ability. Except for the need to wear thermal underwear occasionally, ordinary people can no longer tell the difference between him and the victim.
Although there is no clear evidence yet, it is suspected that the detectors were forced to detect electron storms at a high frequency and high intensity.
Although life is slipping away at an almost visible speed, because he has lost the perception of his physical condition, he is still tirelessly trying, like a moth to a flame, to enter the mysterious and terrifying aurora.
"Don't alert the enemy... Inform Team Leader Pu and request the headquarters to grant us permission to urgently shut down all exploration activities at the General Research Institute."
The leading agent whispered, "Protect the detector and increase Wen Er's surveillance level."
The other agents did as they were told, and the team leader returned to the emergency bed and looked at the life level data of the detector.
Luo Ran still had his eyes open. He stopped struggling and asked softly, "Am I going to die?"
"No." The leader assured him, "You will survive."
"You need to rest now, sir."
The team leader said: "No one should ask you to conduct 73 detections in a short period of time. If someone does, that person is committing a crime."
Luo Ran blinked twice slowly.
He could not understand what his leader said, nor did he feel tired, but his energy was indeed completely exhausted.
"We will inject you with a sleeping pill to slow down your energy consumption."
The leader looked at him and spoke slowly: "Don't resist."
Luo Ran lowered his eyes and watched the transparent potion being injected into his body.
He whispered, "Mom and Dad..."
The leader asked, “What?”
Luo Ran did not answer. He had fallen into a coma. One of his hands slipped from the emergency bed and he fell along with his rapidly fading consciousness.
He had been clenching his right hand tightly, but now he was weak and unconscious, and something fell under the bed.
The leader frowned and reached out to pick up the thing.
It's an ordinary amber pendant.
The team leader looked at it carefully for a while but couldn't see any clues. Just as he was about to put it back next to the victim's pillow, the light therapy device happened to shine over.
The light passed through the pendant and projected onto the wall of the carriage, revealing a picture.
This was a popular technology in the alliance many years ago. It could engrave photos on transparent materials through miniaturization. When light shone on them, they would cast a translucent blurry shadow.
Later, as photolithography technology became more and more advanced, this kind of projection for children to play with gradually became less and less popular.
The team leader held the pendant and signaled the agents to collect evidence as quickly as possible, carefully identifying the image on the carriage.
It's blurry, but you can still tell there are three people.
A couple and a child.
The most ordinary and uncreative family portrait.
The complete family of three seemed a little too serious, sitting upright in their carefully selected clothes, smiling awkwardly but seriously at the camera.
It seems that taking this photo is the most important thing in the world.
Yu Tang successfully completed the entire plan.
He recovered the empty shell of the hallucinogen, left his body, which had been simulated to be suffering from severe hypothermia, to the group of people for rescue, and returned to the sea of consciousness.
As soon as the sack in the small dark room was untied, the little red card shot out into a beam of red light.
"Recovering so quickly?"
Yu Tang grabbed the card and looked back and forth: "Fly slowly, we will be out in a moment."
The card didn't care about his joke, and the red light kept flashing anxiously.
The system came out of the sack and translated for the card: "Host, host, Luo Ran is worried about you."
Yu Tang conducted seven sets of electron storm detections in succession.
Five times per set, with one minute between each time. By the fifth set, the instrument could no longer withstand the impact of the electronic pulses and began to show a serious red warning.
Yu Tang left the equipment behind and went back with the particle replenishment net, particle storage bucket and particle portable compression box, and thoroughly fished out the last bit of particles belonging to Luo Ran that could be found.
He used his own body data.
Such a detection intensity and frequency would not cause Wen Er to suffer from severe hypothermia, and would completely disintegrate in the electron storm.
The system was unable to appease the little red card. It could block Luo Ran's hearing and vision, but it could not block Luo Ran's perception of the electronic storm. Luo Ran's card didn't want those particles at all, and rushed around madly in the space blocked by Yu Tang, trying to get out and stop Yu Tang.
"Didn't I tell you that the electronic storm has no effect on me?"
Yu Tang exchanged needles and thread from the mall and picked up the tattered sack: "When I enter the electron storm, there will be no particle dispersion."
The card floated in front of his eyes and flashed red. The system followed and helped translate: "He asked the host why."
Yu Tang: "Because I have a will of steel."
system:"… "
Card: "..."
"I'm just kidding." Yu Tang lowered his head to mend the sack. "If you have time to worry about me, why don't you help me check on Wen Er's life status?"
After training himself on the previous book, he felt that his acting skills had improved slightly, but it was still far from being natural.
In Wen Er's eyes, he was almost no different from "Pu Ying" because he used hallucinogens to directly extract the shadow in Wen Er's mind and projected it onto himself.
It is also easy to explain - Wen's own new paper shows that high-intensity electronic pulses can cause the annihilation and dissociation of personality.
Wen Er was too close to the electronic storm. He had not adapted to the transition and was suddenly hit by a strong electronic pulse, causing him to suffer personality dissociation.
Under the influence of the electronic storm, Wen Er developed hallucinations and mistook Luo Ran, who was reciting PUA quotes, for Pu Ying.
Totally reasonable.
Even if Wen Er woke up himself, he couldn't find any loopholes in this explanation.
What's more... It's not difficult for Wen Er to wake up, but I'm afraid it's not that easy to wake up.
Yu Tang bit off a strand of thread and asked the system: "What happened to the paint I bought? Didn't they say there would be no problems?"
"I've asked after-sales customer service." The system explained in a low voice, "Host, you won't disintegrate in the electronic storm, but the pigment will."
Yu Tang had been exposed to electronic storms too many times. The pigment used to draw the birthmark was not his own and could not withstand electronic pulses of that intensity.
But the pigments selected by the system are of very good quality.
Although dissociation occurs, these high-quality pigments still blend quickly with the skin when touched a second time, and the red becomes brighter after wiping.
"No harm to the human body, host."
The system added: "This is a completely safe dye. The only problem is that there is no cleaning agent for the time being. If you are not an employee who can freely adjust your body data, you can only wait for it to fade naturally..."
Yu Tang asked: "How long will it take for the color to fade naturally?"
System: “… 100 years.”
Yu Tang: “…”
Congratulations to the lucky agent who accidentally touched the red paint and now has a red thumb with a shelf life of a hundred years.
"Go ask the mall if they have any flesh-colored paint left so I can dye it for them."
Yu Tang: "Also, monitor Wen Er's level of consciousness."
While he was talking to Wen Er, he had already noticed the agents who had come quietly to monitor him.
Yu Tang did want to remind the agents that Wen Er was using Luo Ran as a stand-in for Pu Ying, but the little accident with the red paint made the matter a little different.
Yu Tang adjusted the surveillance headphones and listened to the gossip circulating among the agents in the real world. It had evolved from "Wen Er found a stand-in who looked like Team Leader Pu" to the latest version that was not suitable for children: "Wen Er imprisoned detective ST, locked his feet to the bed, and used a sharp stylus to personally draw the same birthmark as Team Leader Pu between ST's collarbones."
Yu Tang added a layer of auditory shielding to the little red card.
When rescuing Luo Ran, because the quality of the red pigment was too good, the agents judged Wen Er to be dangerous and injected him with sedatives.
When Wen Er was forced into a coma, he had not yet had time to come out of the illusion of Pu Ying.
Under the influence of his subconscious, Wen Er will have a long, inescapable and strange dream with the "Pu Ying" in his imagination.
Yu Tang is not worried about Wen Er being driven crazy, but he still tries his best to ensure that they will not be inexplicably trapped in an unfinished book because the protagonist jumps off the building while sleepwalking.
"Wen Er is still in a coma. He has received a small amount of electronic pulse stimulation. His vital signs are normal and he is not in danger of death."
The system flashed a small red light. It didn't care much about Wen Er, but it was still worried about Yu Tang: "Host... are you really okay?"
Yu Tang nodded: "It's really okay."
"If you don't believe me, check it out."
Yu Tang: "I am now in the sea of consciousness, and my body is projected into data. It turns out that every 1 and 0 is correct..."
Yu Tang: “…”
"Luo Ran."
Yu Tang: "Get off my head."
The little red card remained unmoved. It grabbed his hair and counted the 1s and 0s carefully.
Yu Tang was so annoyed by these two that he put down the half-filled sack and went to catch the little red card who was getting bolder and bolder.
The little red card was pulled out and ran away.
The particles he retrieved filled his sea of consciousness. Although Luo Ran's cards had not been completely absorbed, they were already much faster than when they were first retrieved.
One person and one card were circling in the sea of consciousness. The system didn't know who to help. It was knocked around for several circles and fell back into the sack in a daze.
Luo Ran's memories were flowing back, and his physical strength and reaction speed were recovering at an incredible speed. After being chased by Yu Tang for several rounds, a sonic boom had already been created in his sea of consciousness.
Yu Tang: “…”
Yu Tang stopped, supported his strained lumbar muscles from working overtime every day, relieved himself and sat down without a care.
The little red card was startled, and rushed back with a stream of light and stopped in front of him.
Yu Tang arrested him and asked, "Are you relieved?"
The card circled him carefully again, hesitantly flashing.
"I can't catch up with you because I am usually obsessed with work and lack exercise."
Yu Tang: "Even if your father holds a broom, he can't catch up with you."
Card: "..."
"I'm fine. I stand firm and have a strong fighting spirit. I'm just a little tired and I'm going to take a nap."
Yu Tang asked, "Is it okay for you to take care of your body for a while?"
The card finally confirmed his physical condition and finally felt relieved, and it flashed red light twice.
Yu Tang nodded: "Your physical condition has been adjusted... They are going to implement a witness protection program for you, and they will not contact your parents for the time being."
Yu Tang: "I won't tell them that you were disobedient and went back to the hospital right after you came out of the hospital."
The system couldn't bear to hear it any longer: "Host, you are not listening..."
"I'll probably sleep about seven hours."
Yu Tang turned off the system speaker: "During this period, if someone comes to see you and you need to handle it yourself, can you do it?"
The card shook slightly and flashed red light vigorously.
Yu Tang smiled and said, "Okay, go ahead."
He stood up, patted the palm casually, and rematerialized the pendant back into Luo Ran's palm, and conveniently stuffed the little red card into the body that was sleeping quietly on the hospital bed.
He did not go back to sleep as he said, but still stood in front of the light screen, switching the images on it.
“…Host, host.”
The system finally turned on the speaker and floated to his side: "Wen Er can't wake up in seven hours, Pu Ying can't come back from the imperial capital, why did the host specifically remind Luo Ran that someone would come to find him?"
Yu Tang asked: "Only Wen Er and Pu Ying can come to find Luo Ran?"
The system was stunned.
"He was originally living a good life, but this book disrupted his fate and made him a tool."
Yu Tang: "If there is no such story, what would Luo Ran's life be like?"
The system subconsciously processed the data and made a deduction: "The best storm chaser... has his own columns in several top magazines and will hold his first photography exhibition at the age of 27."
"Luo Ran's parents will be invited to the exhibition as special guests and will see the gift Luo Ran gave them."
It was an exceptionally grand gift. Luo Ran updated the projection technology, and the light converged into a sky full of stars. There were no intense and extreme astronomical phenomena, only the quietest and gentle evening breeze and night fog.
That was the best night in Luo Ran’s memory.
He wanted to pick up his parents, so he fell asleep while sitting at the door of his parents' laboratory. Father Luo wrapped him in clothes and picked him up, and they walked slowly home together with Mother Luo.
Little Luo Ran woke up in his father's arms and asked his parents to tell him a story.
Luo's father didn't know how to tell stories, so he lifted him up and put him on his shoulders and taught him to recognize the constellations in the sky one by one. He also taught him how to use a quadrant, sextant and theodolite to determine the direction home based on the position of the stars.
Luo Ran donated this projection technology to the Science Museum free of charge.
It was the science museum where Luo's father took him and bought a beautiful amber pendant.
The science museum has a special exhibition hall for extreme weather. Passing through a tunnel with realistic projections of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, one will see a night sky so quiet and vast that it makes one cry.
At the end of the tunnel there is a pair of mechanical hands, also made by Luo Ran himself. They feel as gentle as the hands made by Luo's father and mother.
Every child that is lifted up can pick a star from the sky.
That star will lead the way home.
…
"He deserves this." Yu Tang said, "I will be the tool. After we leave, his fate should be returned to its original place."
The system flashed a small red light and gently landed on Yu Tang's shoulder.
On the light screen, Luo Ran opened his eyes.
After returning from the electronic storm, this was the first time he took over the body alone without the company of Yu Tang's parents.
He was a little nervous at first, but after a few seconds, he regained his composure.
He propped himself up and sat up, determining the route to escape and taking advantage of his own self-defense tools.
If Wen Er came over at this time and tried to control him, he would first swing the floor-standing IV stand on the bastard's head, then add a chair, and then run out of the back door of the ward, which leads to the doctor's triage desk...
The door of the ward was gently pushed open.
Luo Ran tightly gripped the cold infusion stand, his eyes fell on the person who came, and he was suddenly stunned.
"Hello, st."
The old man who pushed open the door of the ward looked at him and smiled slightly: "I am the editor-in-chief of World Geography, Chen Mingzhi, and I am also an old classmate of your father."
"A fan sent you a letter. I heard you were here, so I sent it to you."
The old man walked to the bedside and said, "I wanted to ask you by the way, we are preparing to launch an extreme exploration plan. It is in preparation. This is an S-level exploration and popular science project of the Science Department."
"This is a popular science project that is completely open to the public. More people will become interested and attracted to it. This project will sow seeds and become a spark for many people to embark on the road of exploration and knowledge."
"You are the best and only choice."
The old man handed him the invitation letter and said, "We have recruited from the public, and you have the largest number of fans. Everyone is asking us where we hid the ST."
"After you recover, you are interested in joining us as a special guest instructor and leading us to explore those—"
The old man smiled and said, "Explore the real storms that have been waiting for you?"