"Mr. Reagan, have you ever been to the organization's cemetery?"
When Yi Chen, who was standing in front of the door, asked this question, the originally ordinary atmosphere in the room suddenly changed.
Bang!
The iron door of the rental house closed by itself without any contact.
Yi Chen also noticed that this seemed to be caused by some kind of spiritual power. "It was the same as when the button fell before. Is it the influence of the mind on reality? Is this the strength of induction 7?"
Just then,
Reagan, who was originally too lazy to get up, actually took the initiative to clean up the dishes. After the living room was tidied up, he sat back in his seat.
She crossed her fingers and placed them on the table, looking at Yi Chen with a serious look she had never had before, "If you don't mind, can we talk more?"
"OK."
As soon as Yi Chen sat back in his original seat, he could feel a sense of mental oppression.
Such a sense of oppression is definitely not something that humans who are idle and wait for death can have.
Even a true genius must have experienced killing, life and death before he can give people such a feeling.
In fact, from the first moment Yi Chen arrived at the underground rental house, he felt a sense of disharmony. Why would a formal employee of the power station live in such a cheap rental house? They obviously have such high attribute values but choose to live a life of idleness and wait for death
As Yi Chen pointed out the key word "cemetery", the deliberately hidden false surface began to fade away on its own.
Ludwig Reagan began to take the initiative to reveal his true self.
Reagan stared into Yi Chen's eyes and asked in a low voice: "Can you... see it?"
“Being able to see… to be exact, it should be ‘she’ who let me see it on purpose.
Perhaps this lady smelled the remaining scent of the cemetery from me. After all, I also came from a cemetery under the organization. "
While speaking, Yi Chen deliberately moved his eyes behind Reagan and nodded to the real and unreal female corpse.
"You used to be a gravekeeper? Which cemetery?"
"Seven Days Cemetery."
"I've heard of it. It seems to be a special cemetery on a smaller scale."
At this point, Reagan seemed to realize something and shook his head helplessly, and continued:
"Is it really such a coincidence? Since I dropped out of school, no junior students have ever come to the power station to look for me... You are the first one, and you happen to be related to the cemetery.
If I'm not mistaken, it should be Principal Dai Silin who asked you to come here, right?"
Yi Chen did not hide anything. He placed the principal's business card on the table and began to briefly describe what had happened.
"… That's about it. Although it was the principal's recommendation, the main reason is that I need your help. I need your help to improve my perception."
At this time.
Yi Chen suddenly leaned forward, moved his right forearm onto the wooden table, and tapped the tabletop regularly with his fingers, trying to take the initiative in the conversation:
"If I'm not mistaken, Mr. Reagan, you dropped out of school and came to the power station, perhaps under the guidance of the principal.
The reason why the principal is willing to give up on an excellent student like you is probably because you have met the requirements she set ahead of time.
For example, in a short period of time, you can achieve the "transcendent" level of sensitivity... What you call the easy achievement of sensitivity 7 is actually not easy. You must have paid an extraordinary price and effort.
In other words, you have been working hard since you stepped into Zion, spending every minute and every second on your own growth. "
Reagan smiled slightly after hearing this, and did not deny Yi Chen's speculation, "Anything else?"
Since the other party was not disgusted, Yi Chen continued:
"Mr. Reagan, you worked day and night to improve your sensitivity, gave up the resources from the principal, gave up your student status and came to the power station.
It's never because you want to lie down, but only with a power station can you achieve your goal, a goal that is extremely difficult and has almost no precedent.
You try to resurrect the lady behind you through 'technical' and 'electrical' related means.
Obviously, you have achieved some results.
It allows her to reach a special state between the real and the virtual. She does not need to rely on any power generation device, but can continue to exist by relying on the "bioelectricity" generated by her body.
She had even regained some consciousness and was able to respond to the cemetery scent on me.
However, it is still far from enough to fully regain consciousness.
Until you achieve this goal, you will remain at the power station and continue your research."
Hearing such detailed speculation, Reagan smiled slightly and slowly returned to his usual state of being a fat house.
"As you said, I must stay at the power station to continue my research on the "consciousness circuit diagram" until Fei Yin regains consciousness."
"Can you tell me more about Miss Fei Yin's situation? Maybe I can help."
“If someone in Zion could help, Principal Dai Silin wouldn’t have directed me to the power station to find a solution on my own… However, Fei Yin seems to like your aura very much, so it doesn’t matter if we chat about it.
I am very grateful to the organization and the cemetery it established, which allowed me to glimpse a glimmer of hope in complete despair.
About ten years ago, I carried the remaining half of Fei Yin's spine alone to find a large cemetery called Camberill Cemetery, which required five gravekeepers to take care of it.
It happened that the cemetery was recruiting, and my excellent perception ability allowed me to easily pass the interview for the gravekeeper... Then I made a request to the supervisor there.
During my work, Feiyin's spine needs to be buried in a special cemetery with a 'resurrection effect'.
My supervisor agreed, but the price was that I had to do the workload of two people for nine years without any salary.
Maybe my supervisor never thought that I could work for the full nine years and leave alive, but I did it.
Nine years later,
I dug up Fei Yin's grave and found that she had grown into a human being as she wished. From the remaining spine, she had grown into a complete human body. Her body size and facial features were the same as before, and she was even growing.
Unfortunately, her brain was destroyed and the cemetery could not form her consciousness.
After listening to the advice of my supervisor, I dragged her body, participated in the organizational assessment and passed it, and brought her to this city of Zion to seek a way to restore her consciousness.
As you guessed,
The principal made a bet with me that if I could get my induction level to 7 within six months, she would write me a letter of recommendation for the power station.
I was allowed to become a researcher there as an exception, and was able to use Zion's scientific research results and the equipment from the Electric Power Research Institute to reshape consciousness from scratch.
However,
This process is more complicated than I thought.
Even if I study day and night, with my own ability and the resources of the institute,
It is only through the "virtual power grid" that she has become the semi-entity she is now, and can only achieve the simplest conscious activities through the conduction of electric current.
This level of awareness is far from enough, I need greater technological breakthroughs.
Maybe we can do it tomorrow, or maybe in ten or twenty years.”
Yi Chen nodded silently, and then probed further into his head and gave a suggestion:
"Your sensitivity has reached a transcendent value of 7. If you can achieve a breakthrough with the help of the relic, your ability as a prototyper will undergo a qualitative change. At that time, you may be able to quickly achieve a technological breakthrough and even create your own consciousness."
Reagan shook his head.
"Fei Yin lost everything in the Gray Realm, and I risked my life to only bring out one of her spines. Now she is gradually recovering, and is completely tied to me through the "virtual power grid". I don't want to take such a risk again, nor do I want to evoke her nightmare memories in the Gray Realm.
That’s all. I’m very happy to say so much to you. Feiyin is also very happy... Thank you, Mr. William!
I will write down my experience of induction in detail and mail it to you when I have time. ”
"OK."
Seeing the other party's firm attitude, Yi Chen did not stay any longer.
After Yi Chen, the unexpected visitor related to the cemetery, left.
Miss Fei Yin, who should have turned into a micro-current and returned to Reagan's body, showed no signs of disappearing.
She suddenly moved her body, moved closer to Reagan's ear, and used her tongue full of small holes to emit electromagnetic sounds... expressing her wishes through simple words.
“Go…” He then disappeared.
Reagan sat for a long time, then walked to the bedroom.
I found a metal cigarette box in the drawer at the bottom that was filled with figurines of girls with the same appearance.
Take out a cigarette and put it in your mouth.
The cigarette holder is lit by the sparks from snapping fingers.
While exhaling smoke rings, he took out an old photo hidden in the cigarette box - a ten-year-old girl dressed as an electrician, hitting a handsome boy on the head with a wrench
(End of this chapter)