Therapy Planet No. 13

There are four lines of red, green, blue and yellow with different thicknesses on the virtual electronic screen. They are intertwined, entwined, overlapped, gathered, forked, constantly evolving, and never ending.

He Xiangbin only felt that a layer of icy cold water was poured into his brain, and the unfamiliar information was the fragments of stones wrapped in the flood, covering the cerebral cortex along with this sense of absurdity - the scalp was numb.

This kind of feeling is like being accidentally pushed into the abyss in summer. Countless cold sea water penetrates all the way along the five senses and seven orifices, leaving a snake-like crawling touch in the internal organs.

Eerie, as if you could lose yourself at any moment—not a good feeling.

"Stop!"

He Xiangbin tore off the electrode pad attached to his head and hurriedly stopped at Locke in front of the screen.

"Probably... that's the job."

Locke directly pressed the delete button, and for a while, the feeling of being coveted by a poisonous snake disappeared.

"Stimulate neurons to generate electrical impulses by some means, or transcranial magnetic stimulation - you understand that it is good to stimulate neurons with some kind of magnetic field to overwrite or rewrite memory... I wanted to take this idea when the Internet was born. development, but the human brain is too complex, and the research has not made much progress, and the mind network was discovered by accident, so the mainstream research group turned to the chain-to-chain technology of the mind network, until finally, the invention of the intermediary signal tower, finally This led to the creation of the StarNet... and no one paid much attention to this field."

He Xiangbin sat up from the operating table, his back soaked in cold sweat.

Locke said that this is still in the research stage and has not yet been formed, and now it has entered a bottleneck period.

It is impossible to change all the memories, but it can be done if only a small amount of information is entered.

"Now you know what I mean by 'editing'."

Locke shrugged.

He has never liked to explain in words, if possible, he prefers to let He Fangbin experience it himself.

He Xiangbin nodded, indicating that he understood.

After a while, he wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his sleeve: "If I remember correctly, the person in charge of this is..."

"Boyd."

"Does he have any connection with the Tower of Babel?"

He Xiangbin raised his head and looked at Locke quietly, but the words that came out of his mouth were not surprising.

Locke's hands froze on the keyboard: "...what do you want to do?"

This attitude is the default.

Even if Locke doesn't hear anything out of the window, he can still be regarded as a role "entrusted", not to mention that when he occasionally reports to Boyd, he will see him and a man in a priest's robe. remote video communication.

It's just that he only bumped into it once. Since that time, Boyd never asked Locke to report to his office, but went directly to the laboratory to inquire about the progress of the experiment.

To some extent, it is also a disguised house arrest.

Fortunately, Locke is not interested in this kind of interpersonal relationship. As long as he is satisfied with his own experimental materials, he will not bother to care about the mess.

It doesn't matter who he works for, what matters is whether he can satisfy his perverted desires.

He Xiangbin took a deep breath and showed a firm and determined look: "I have been thinking about how to get into Sanxingdui. I wanted to use this channel of scientific research for your help... But now I think there may be other ways to infiltrate. Enter."

"If I don't join the Federation..."

He pondered: "What about my conversion?"

***

Dongyang has always felt that the group of people who believe in religion are pure nonsense fools.

I gave my life to an ethereal thing, prayed devoutly every day, and performed rituals, and I didn't feel how good life has become.

Coupled with the fact that Huo Wen has been tinkering with strange things around her since she was a child, Dong Yang felt that instead of believing in what cannot be falsified, it would be better to think about the possibilities that can be practiced repeatedly.

Verifying the probability is always much more reliable than guessing the probability.

So when Lui asked her to pick one of the main search areas that Jessica analyzed based on her intuition, she thought Lui was crazy.

"...If I remember correctly, you are of Armi descent?"

There are several irregular star maps in front of Dongyang. As long as she points out one, the starship full of five people will go straight towards that goal.

"Are all the people in the military academy so superstitious?"

Dongyang looked at Lu Yi uneasily, and hesitated to reach out.

"Sometimes it does take a little craziness." Angel whistled, "That's what makes it interesting."

Lui didn't feel offended at all.

She shook her head: "I am no longer of Armi descent."

"Mathematically, this is already the smallest range Jessica can narrow down, and no matter which piece is chosen, the odds of finding it are the same."

Lu Yi explained patiently: "It's just that I am willing to add a little possibility to this."

If this was to be put before, Lui felt that he would not believe in nonsense such as "similar attraction".

But the characteristics of Silois were naked in front of him, and even if Lui wanted to deliberately ignore the particularity of this ethnic group, he would not be able to completely forget it.

Whether it was intuition or rationality, there was a voice in his heart telling Lu Yi that sentries could also attract each other.

Just like Angel and her.

"So, the choice is left to you." Lu Yi said firmly, "You decide our course."

Dongyang: "..." Okay.

She nodded with difficulty, still a little bit accepting that the power of life and death for the people who couldn't be on the boat was in her own hands.

That is an unknown territory on the modern star map!

Where is the storm? Where are the meteorite streams? Where is the magnetic field interference?

They don't know all of them, and if one of them is pulled by an unknown black hole, even if they want to escape, they won't be able to escape!

Dongyang took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

She closed her eyes, ignoring the burning and curious eyes of everyone except Lu Yi, and slowly poked out her own mental net.

Like a bait sinking in the sea, only a slender rope is left at the initial starting point, and then it extends infinitely outward.

Spread, spread, spread endlessly.

The tentacles are growing quietly, bypassing the human body, passing through the starship, sliding past the tiny meteorite fragments in the universe, and passing the light and dark signal control tower spire not far away.

Leap, leap, fly across the sky.

The scattered spiritual net drifted aimlessly in the universe, and then, as if being dragged by some unknown wind, turned in a certain direction—

"here."

Winter Sun's finger rests on the fragmented star map in one direction.

That was the smallest piece of debris, that is to say, it was the smallest area of ​​the twelve areas that Jessica had located.

The vague sense of traction just now seemed to be just an illusion of her own. When Dongyang began to lift her finger, the subtle sense of connection disappeared instantly.

So her voice was very hesitant and uncertain.

"Then here."

The system automatically entered the coordinate range of this area into the auto-navigation system, matching the existing loaded new release star map - as expected, a chaotic magnetic field was displayed in the star map.

Judging from the star map, this is a barren place that even interstellar pirates would not want to go to.

"There seems to be a high-intensity particle storm."

Huo Wen tapped his fingers on the keyboard at will, and quickly marked the closest transition point and transition route in the star map.

Although Lu Yi and Angel kept saying that they were not in a hurry, and even showed that they could devote their whole life to finding planets, Huo Wen knew that even if they didn't care, his real boss, Zong Shili will care.

Timeliness is crucial for them.

Without waiting for Lu Yi's order, Huo Wen pressed the start button without hesitation.

—This starship wandering aimlessly in the universe finally has a definite target, galloping towards the nearest space transition point.

"But what about the registration application for the transition point?" Jessica looked at Lu Yi nervously, "What reason do we use to apply?"

Lu Yi looked at her with a natural expression: "So why are you still standing here?"

She gestured to another screen next to her with her eyes: "Crack it."

Jessica felt that Lu Yi's speaking style had been seriously deviated by Angel.

She sighed, and suddenly missed the indifferent soldier who knew at the beginning, "who doesn't talk much". At least Lu Yi didn't say such slightly ironic words before. After staying with Angel for a long time, even A taciturn person like Lui would be sarcastic.

Personality is not good in the first place, and now he is rushing in the direction of "bad".

***

"Dawn? What are you doing here?"

Riley took a bag of cranberry biscuits in his hand, recorded the data from the laboratory, and accidentally saw the shadow of dawn in the first-level data room beside him.

"Come on?" She handed the biscuits to Dawn.

Liming sat cross-legged on the ground, closed the information booklet, and smiled from the corner of his eyes: "Thank you."

"...You really are interested in the sentinel experiment."

Riley glanced at the 12 numbers marked on the cover of the information booklet and said unsurprisingly.

"I was looking for information about black holes, but I came across this by accident." Li Ming smiled indifferently, the information booklet in his hand rattled, "After all, the name of this experiment is so beautiful, 'Winter Sun' - At first glance, it is different from other digital planets, and I couldn't help turning it over."

Riley nodded and threw two more biscuits into his mouth, showing a pleasant expression: "You have a heart."

"You listen to lectures on the formation of black holes every day during your rest time. Even now, the screen is scrolling ppt. If I can't see it, I'm blind."

Dawn shrugged: "What? New topic?"

"Old subject - but it wasn't very important before, and it's just been upgraded recently."

Riley twisted his neck and felt that the shoulder part was particularly stiff: "Anyway, idle is idle, and it doesn't hurt to have a look."

Dawn put down the information booklet in his hand with a "swipe", and held the paper to his chest, covering the lower part of his nose, revealing only a pair of beautiful blue eyes.

Clear and transparent.

The innocent child's voice has a hint of certainty: "Riley, have you ever thought about why its level will be improved?"

Riley shook his head indifferently: "What? You know?"

"Since you're not appointed... let me guess, the person appointed is actually Jeffrey?"

Riley's eyes changed slightly.

"Looks like I guessed right." Li Ming smiled softly, "Then let me guess again. Has the mobilization order been issued? Tomorrow? The day after tomorrow? Or the day after tomorrow?"

"What mobilization order?" Riley was puzzled.

"What do you think black holes can be used for?"

Liming said to himself: "Civil technology? Portal? Decomposition instrument? Synthesizer? Time machine? Giant memory chip? Or... a weapon of mass destruction?"

"What mobilization order?"

The corners of her mouth twitched, and her eyebrows and eyes curved up, like a crescent moon at night, cold and wanton.

"Of course it's war."

Drop drop drop.

An emergency order came from Riley's personal terminal. She glanced at it, then raised her head in astonishment, and suddenly met Dawn's smiling eyes.

The blue sky contained endless storms.