Son of the Stars

Chapter 93 Mastering
When the pilots of the Army Airlines landed the plane on the airport runway with a gentle touch that only pilots of Hainan Airlines would have nightmares about, on the apron closest to the runway, more than a dozen buses full of staff were already next to the apron. Surrounded by an impenetrable screen.

When withdrawing from the North American Research Institute, Watanabe and NO.14 were both in "temporary transfer" status.Their "petri dishes" didn't even have time to be protected from light - sunlight contains a large amount of ultraviolet rays, and these ultraviolet rays irradiate the cerebral cortex and may cause serious damage to brain tissue.

Because the idea of ​​"smearing sunscreen on the gray matter of the brain" is too penetrating, the military doctors of the Army Aviation and the officers of the Comprehensive Investigation Bureau who were in charge of transportation along the way did not dare to think about it.In addition to connecting his brain with No. 14's brain at Watanabe's request, the main work they did was to add an opaque black plastic film around the brain slots of the two.

Linking the two brains was Watanabe's initiative.It is obvious that NO.14 cannot refuse Watanabe's request when there are officers from the General Investigation Bureau among the transportation personnel.

The way of linking is relatively rough. At the request of Watanabe, the medical AI robot put a dozen electrode patches on his and No. 14's cerebral cortex.These electrode pads are respectively connected to an EEG signal reading and amplifier.The weak brain waves will be distinguished by the recognizer and then transmitted to the brain of the other party under pressure, so as to achieve the effect of direct "communication".

Yes, Watanabe’s requirement for this connection method is that “both sides can output signals.”Rather than unilaterally showing NO.14 what he thought and saw.

Facing the persuasion of the AI ​​medical robot, Watanabe replied very impatiently, "This is just a try, who says it will definitely succeed? Maybe it will be useless!"
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The transport plane equipped with four large-diameter turbofan engines slowly slid to the designated position on the apron.As the cabin door slowly opened, the heavy-duty trolley carrying Watanabe and No.14’s brain appeared in front of everyone—it was covered with a thick layer of black plastic cloth, and the plastic cloth was pasted with silver cloth tape , trying to prevent any light from coming through.

Lu Chen and Yang Weimin were already waiting in the large medical vehicle.It is ironic to say that two physicians are in a military medical vehicle, ready to examine the "body" of the two brains.If this is a joke, the person who made up the joke must first go and see if there is any serious problem in his head.

After the two brains were transported to the treatment compartment at the rear of the medical vehicle, the vehicle started to move slowly, heading all the way to the review hall of the academic committee.Lu Chen and Yang Weimin took off the black plastic covering the brain slot in the car, revealing the two brains inside.

[Looks like I’m in the right place? ] A line of words flashed across the screen quickly, 【You guys wait for a while before disconnecting, I feel like I have found a treasure. 】

It has to be said that in the field of "controlling one's own brain", the Wenger Chklavsky clone numbered 14 is not Watanabe's opponent at all.Ever since the brain of No. 14 was linked, Watanabe has thoroughly felt the meaning of "psychedelic".

The human brain completes the thinking process through continuous discharges between neurons. Whether it is memory, creation, recollection, or the emergence of any of the five senses, it is accompanied by discharges in specific areas of the brain.

But this discharge signal may not necessarily be recognized by another brain as the same feeling.At least here at Watanabe, he clearly felt a strong sense of hallucinations first.

Under the influence of No. 14, he can hear colors, taste sounds, see flavors, be touched by memories, and be extended by creation... It is a feeling that cannot be described in words. The illusion of the body.

It took a while for Watanabe to re-distinguish this illusion from his own consciousness.Although the connection between the two is still fuzzy, at least he can barely distinguish which feelings come from No. 14, and which ones originate from the throbbing and trembling deep in his brain.

NO.14's condition is not particularly good, a feeling of regret with the pungent smell of banana water surrounds his body.He was regretting that he obeyed No. 42's order and used his body as a medium for diffusing and guiding microwaves.

He did not see the loving God opening his arms to him, nor did he find the Primarch at his feet.He gave up his life without hesitation and became a part of Project 42, but he did not receive his own reward.The pain of being trapped in his own brain and not being able to escape made him question himself over and over again-is it all really worth it?
He didn't even realize that he was connected to Watanabe's brain.People who are trapped in remorse do have difficulty responding to external stimuli in a timely manner.

Empathizing with another brain's "feelings" via electrode patches has no direct intelligence-gathering value.What he wanted was something more specific, something more straightforward.

Like... number 42.

Watanabe felt like he suddenly smelled something, and he sniffed out the image that looked like it was projected on the dark water by a low-quality projector.

He saw No. 42 in the picture. Although he didn't know how these people were distinguished from each other, he just knew that the person in front of him was No. 42.

Watanabe tasted the voice of No. 42, a little spicy tongue.

"The Primarch has gone crazy. Although I don't want to admit it, it's a fact." No. 42 in the picture can't tell the exact age, but it always feels like he is the elder of everyone present. "I don't know if this means , we will all eventually follow in the footsteps of the Primarch and become complete lunatics. But...we have more important missions to complete. The research on saints must continue..."

The feeling of tasting the voice is actually quite interesting. In my memory, the voice of No. 42 has the taste of sour chili with a smoky flavor.While listening to No. 42's words, No. 14's mood began to fluctuate violently again.

He seemed sad.

In a flash, the dark, dirty water turns a shimmering purple.

An aged Wenger Cheklavski emerged on the water.His wrinkles are deep, his beard and hair are white, age spots can be seen everywhere on his face, and he trembles when he speaks.

But he is not crazy, nor is he out of line.Despite his age, he was still sane and calm.He held the hand of No. 14, and said in a calm voice, "Remember, you can never lead the church by yourself. You can select believers, train them, and finally hand over the church to them. But you must remember that you cannot Control the church by yourself."

No. 14 was full of confusion about the instructions to the Primarch. Even in memory, Watanabe could taste the strong woody taste. No. 14 asked in confusion, "Why?"

"The coalition government has controlled the Great Collapse, and hastily expanding the cult will only cause them to focus their energy on us." The old Wenger said to his clone, "But there will not be only one giant that will cause the destruction of mankind. Crash, all you have to do is wait. Wait for new destruction to come - and then master it, use it!"

(End of this chapter)