Song Que was finally discharged from the hospital. Although he still had to go back to the hospital for regular check-ups, the feeling of returning home was different.
Song Que's room is very clean. It must have been cleaned before he went home. Such careful things must have been done by Song Nian.
Song Que glanced at the vase in the corner of the room. There were several bouquets of flowers in it. The whole room became brighter because of this bouquet of flowers. Song Que's eight-point guess suddenly became a ten-point guess. He couldn't imagine that boy Song Yi patiently arranging flowers here.
Song Que was a conceited person back then, and he was indeed capable of being conceited. His relationship with his classmates was not very good. However, he has always been a little more patient with his teachers. Even if he relies on his talents and shows off his talents, he still restrains himself in front of his elders. In addition, he was the most outstanding student under his mentor, so his mentor always missed him. When he found out that Song Que was in trouble, his mentor himself paid a large sum of money for condolences. Over the years, he would care about her even more. This time he heard that Song Que had woken up and made a phone call.
Song Que now speaks a lot to the ears, and after a few words he makes his mentor, whom he has not seen for ten years, laugh heartily. Song Que took advantage of the opportunity to mention that his research on the topic at hand had made progress. His tutor still remembered his topic. At first, he advised Song Que not to have too much appetite and to get better step by step. Unexpectedly, Song Que actually made results. This is what can be said about talent. The instructor asked Song Que to bring the things to him and then agreed to provide some follow-up help. Both of them ended the conversation with satisfaction.
The next day after returning home, Song Que began to improve the semi-finished product. As soon as he started research and development, he was no longer like the all-rounded Song Que. He seemed to be back in the 1890s, locking himself in the laboratory he made at home, not remembering to eat or drink all day long, every day. Spend the night improving and testing.
Song Nian was helpless. For the first time, she felt that her eldest brother was like a child. She had to go to class, so she couldn't hint at him and run home every day. She could only keep an eye on him and send him communication videos to remind him to eat.
With Song Nian's concern, Song Qing finally succeeded in completing the initial improvements without starving himself to death.
There was just one problem that he hadn't figured out yet.
He made this instrument himself. As his memory recovered, he gradually remembered all the settings inside. The world background inside operates according to the basic rules set by the program. With multiple choices and multiple branches, an entire world with a high degree of freedom is derived. But at the very beginning, all the characters in it were run individually by individual subroutines randomly simulated by a master program. Although Song had tried his best to increase the authenticity of the characters, no matter how arrogant he was, he did not believe that his program could simulate humans to this extent.
The people he had met were either projections of real consciousness, or the instrument had distorted his consciousness to such an extent that he could not distinguish the difference between humans and program simulations. From a purely sensory experience point of view, Song felt that the latter was unlikely, but if his consciousness had indeed been distorted and not as sensitive as reality, it would likely lead to illusions. So Song still systematically checked this possibility, but could not find any place that might distort consciousness. Although the second possibility has no theoretical support, Song is more inclined to the first possibility. Under a strange combination of circumstances, the instrument receives the consciousness of different people and projects it into the world constructed by the program, thus forming an individual consciousness. Such a real world.
And this possibility is theoretically possible. Song wanted to project his own consciousness into it, so the instrument had a device to receive consciousness. But Song has checked the strength of the receiver. If the connection between the consciousness itself and the body is not strong enough, then even without subjective consent, it will be easily accepted by the receiver, which means that the user permission step will be skipped directly. , entering the virtual world built by the instrument without my knowledge. And because there is no user permission, the owner of the consciousness has not established a contractual relationship with the instrument, and naturally will not allocate systems that provide auxiliary functions to those consciousnesses.
The more Song Que thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case, but he was unable to prove it, and his head hurt when he thought about it. Fortunately, Song Nian called back in time to prevent him from getting into trouble.
Song Nian's call was to remind him to go to the hospital for a review. As soon as Song Nian said it, Song Que pulled the matter out of a corner of his mind. He thought about doing something else to change his mind, so he went to the hospital for a review.
From the perspective of self-evaluation, Song felt that there was nothing wrong with his body, but he did not have special medical equipment at home. He could go to the hospital for a review and learn how current medical equipment works.
Song, however, carried out the re-examination with the attitude of staying alive and learning, and he didn't feel so bored while waiting in line.
Song was simulating the operation of the instrument in his head, and suddenly saw a woman in his peripheral vision. That woman is quite tall, has a long face, and almond-shaped eyes, and her eyebrows always look similar to her.
Song followed subconsciously.
Before the elevator-like transmission device closed, Song chased after it. He did not stare directly at the woman, but looked to the side and used the reflection to observe the woman. At first glance, Song only felt that they were somewhat similar, but when he calmed down and observed carefully, the three or four points of similarity became six or seven points.
The destination chosen by the woman looked familiar, but Song found that it was the area where he lived when he was hospitalized. His heart moved. That area seemed to be filled with patients like him.
Thinking of this, Song suddenly felt nervous.
Even though he was nervous, he still had a completely calm expression on his face, following the woman naturally without making anyone think that he was following her.
Song Que was far behind her, remembering the room she entered, suppressing his wandering thoughts, and went back to complete the necessary examinations. When he came back, he could see through the glass window on the door. The only girl left in the room was lying on the hospital bed.
Song Que took a deep breath, gently opened the door and went in.
The girl lying on the hospital bed is like Song Que in the past. She has many receptors attached to her body, and the receptors are connected to the instruments on the side. She relies on these cold machines to maintain the warmth of her body, but her whole consciousness is floating in another world.
Song was used to seeing her showing her teeth and claws, but for a moment he was not used to her sleeping peacefully. Oki's appearance is almost exactly the same as in that world, except for a slight difference in age, and his facial features are completely the same.
Knowing that the people he once met actually exist in a certain corner of the world is not what excites Song Que the most. What excites him most is that he may be able to help them wake up.
Song returned home with such excitement, and once again locked himself in the small laboratory to conduct research without sleep or food.
There are many differences between this instrument and ordinary holographic games, the most important of which is the issue of the flow of time. Even the most advanced holographic games cannot change the flow of time, but the world created by this instrument has successfully done so through the relativity of consciousness. Perhaps it is precisely because of this that the world created by the instrument has a unique magnetic field that can attract those floating consciousnesses.
There are only a few people like Song Que. It is a pity that this instrument is only used to treat patients like Song Que. The development cost is high and the uses are few, so those companies may not start promoting it.
So Song plans to develop more functions of it, such as curing vegetative patients, and even adding entertainment functions in fields other than medical treatment, adding all the commercial value it can add.
Sometimes, an item must have its commercial value before it can exert its non-commercial value.
But Song saw it very clearly and was not cynical about it. For him, it was just a matter of improving things a little more.
Song Yi's brother and sister finally went home on the weekend and found that their home was empty, as if no one lived here. Song Nian's mind was still spinning fast, so he went to the laboratory and got it right.
Song Ke looked completely slovenly at the moment. Although washing on time prevented him from exuding a damn odor, it was enough to ruin his appearance. Song Nian was speechless when he thought of his brother whom he had seen through the instrument. Where has Song Que, who was once so glamorous, gone? Why do I turn into such a slovenly scientific research geek as soon as I get home
Before Song Nian could say anything to Song Que, the two of them were caught by Song Que and used as guinea pigs. Although there are lessons learned from what happened to Song Que, Song Que is now much more reliable outside than the two brothers and sisters. Song Que also said that the functions of the instruments are almost perfect, and they are different from the half-finished products back then. , security is also greatly improved. Song Nian and Song Yi agreed to the experiment without much hesitation.
After Song Que's improvement, an instrument can be shared by up to four people. It does not mean that the small world in which the instrument operates can only accommodate four people, but that these four people can experience it through team mode.
Song Yi and Song Nian stayed inside for a long time, until Song Que forced them out on the pretext of eating. The two twenty-year-olds were forced to become addicted to games by Song Que.
Song Yi complained: "Brother, our career has just started, why did you suddenly pull me out?"
Even Song Nian, who was always well-behaved when facing Song Que, looked at him sadly.
Song Que smiled slightly and said: "There is an archiving mechanism, what are you in a hurry for? Let's eat first."
With the cooperation of the two white mice, Song Que's instrument was considered to have gone through the final finishing work. He reorganized the specific theory and design draft papers and handed them all to his instructor. In fact, if Song was willing to bother, he could do it himself, but he didn't want to focus on these trivial matters and would rather give up part of his profits and reputation.
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Song Que later went to that hospital to see all the patients, and only Wei Shu was an acquaintance.
Also, the magnetic field is not determined by the location of the instrument. It is not easy to meet an acquaintance next to you. Song was not too disappointed. When the instrument became more popular, there would always be a chance for everyone to meet again.
It takes time for the instrument to pass the review and be put into production, but during this period of time, Song successfully convinced Wei Shu's sister that he was Wei Shu's friend, and then naturally took one as soon as the instrument was officially launched. Let her try it on Oki.
If you are unable to sign the consent yourself, the guardian will sign the agreement on your behalf, and then use the direct contact between the instrument and the brain to transmit consciousness.
Song Que visited her every day, and he didn't know if he was immersed in that world, but Wei Shu showed no signs of waking up.
Three months and nine days later, Song Que opened the door and saw Wei Shu with her eyes open. She gave him a rare smile.
Song Que looked out the window. The sky was blue and there were few clouds. People who have met before may have the opportunity to meet again.
The author has something to say: Finished!
This is my first time writing an article that exceeds 500,000 yuan. In fact, there are many imperfections, but I am a person who prefers to bite the bullet and continue writing instead of stopping and deleting until I run out of inspiration. This can be considered an advantage and a disadvantage. Although I guarantee that the update will not be too painful for everyone to follow, I feel that the quality is not as good as when I first saved the manuscript, qaq, so if I have a chance, I want to save 300,000 words for the next article, hahaha
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