Gu Xingqiao slowly woke up from a deep sleep and lay flat with his eyes open for three seconds.
Gu Xingqiao closed his eyes indifferently again.
He didn't know what the room he slept in looked like, and he probably couldn't know what it originally looked like. When Gu Xingqiao opened his eyes, he could only see the colorful and strange colors flowing across the ceiling. From the most gorgeous golden yellow, the most romantic green, to the warmest orange-red, the coolest sky blue and dark purple... There was no emphasis on light and dark harmony, nor was there any matching of light and dark, as if the designer simply mixed these dazzlingly bright colors together.
It was like a messy palette exploding. The tumbling and winding pigments mixed up in layers and bloomed like large patches of dirty, twisted flowers, which could literally shock the enemy mentally.
Stupid battleship.
After a night of fever and a night of sleep, Gu Xingqiao's mind was clearer than ever before due to the effects of drugs and adequate sleep. Therefore, his insults to Tian Yuan seemed more sincere.
"You're awake." Tianyuan's voice came from the timer on the bedside, "Come to the control room on the current floor to find me."
Gu Xingqiao didn't move or speak, his posture of closing his eyes and resting was extremely standard.
"I know you're awake," Tian Yuan repeated ten minutes later, "Come to the control room on the current floor to find me."
Gu Xingqiao turned a deaf ear to everything he said. He used his remaining mental strength to block his hearing. If conditions allowed, he would also like to block his other five senses.
Thirty minutes later, the bed under Gu Xingqiao felt a slight vibration, and his intuition told him that something was approaching the bed.
He opened his eyes indifferently, and Tianyuan, dressed in pure white combat uniform, was indeed hovering at a very close distance. The white light on his exoskeleton was like a mirror, reflecting the strange and bizarre colors in the room.
"Your body temperature has returned to normal." Tian Yuan said, sweeping Gu Xingqiao's body with his inorganic eyes. "In order to ensure the balance of the human body, I completely disconnected the neural connection between you and the combat suit. As for the artificial first to seventh thoracic vertebrae in your body, due to the crude workmanship, I only did a preliminary bonding for you."
Gu Xingqiao's eyelashes trembled slightly.
“… You saw it,” he said.
"What do you see? An artificial thoracic spine?" Tian Yuan asked calmly, "Adopting an artificial thoracic spine can indeed better adapt to the battlefield. This is logical."
Gu Xingqiao closed his lips again.
"I remodeled this lounge, hoping that it can help relieve your mood." Tian Yuan said, facing the mental pollution-level decorations that filled the room, "According to research, bright colors with high saturation can invigorate people to a certain extent, and the associative function of the human brain can also make you think of the blue sky, green grass, and red flowers when you see them. How do you feel?"
Gu Xingqiao was silent for a while, and reluctantly opened his lips that seemed to weigh a thousand pounds: "... Then you can just put the blue sky and green grass up, artificial idiocy."
Tian Yuan was slightly surprised: "In that case, the color scheme is too monotonous and sparse, how can it play a sufficient role in motivation?"
Ignoring Gu Xingqiao's tired expression of "I might as well just die", Tian Yuan continued: "After careful consideration, I have raised your current authority level from 'slave' to 'collaborator'. I believe this is also a win-win choice that maximizes value."