The lights and runes on the surfaces of various magic equipment flickered continuously. A low buzzing sound came from the magic network at the base of the laboratory. A stream of light passed across the surface of the recording device not far away, and then Kamai Er came to the young researcher Cohen Bell.
"The auxiliary equipment is ready, Cohen," the Grand Arcanist buzzed, "ready for the third connection experiment."
The young technician on the chair nodded. : "I'm ready."
As he said that, he raised his head and looked at the peas not far away who came over to look at them out of curiosity, and winked: "Look at it on the side. "Look, this is the real use of neural thorns."
After getting along with each other for a period of time, almost everyone in this laboratory has become familiar with Peas.
Wandou blinked, and she saw two more assistants coming forward. One of them turned on a device next to Cohen's chair. It looked like some kind of device used to connect other magical devices. The terminal was shaped like a cylinder, with runes flashing at the top. Another assistant came behind Cohen, pulled out the nerve thorns on the back of the opponent's neck, and pulled out an artificial nerve cord from the cylindrical device. The "cable" brings it close to the end of the neural thorn.
"Consciousness extension project, the third connection test, all units should pay attention to recording data."
Kamail reminded the members of the team beside him, and then asked Cohen who was standing next to him The laboratory assistant beside him nodded, and the latter immediately connected the neural thorns to the artificial nerve cord extending from the cylinder - the terminal extending from the end of the neural thorns seemed to come alive at this moment, and immediately connected with Corresponding structures on the nerve cord are entangled and connected to form a whole.
The next second, Wandou saw that the body of the young researcher tensed up for a moment, while a whistling sound came from many magical equipment in the entire laboratory almost at the same time. There were unknown instruments. With a humming sound, the nearby recording equipment instantly spit out a long punched paper tape, and the lights in the entire laboratory seemed to be affected, starting to flicker on and off.
Kammel and Pittman watched Cohen nervously as the tester, watching the other person forcefully regain his composure after the initial convulsion and gradually regain his ability to communicate with others. Pittman stepped forward first: "Cohen, can you hear me?"
"Many sounds...overlapping together..." Cohen reluctantly opened his eyes and looked at Pittman standing in front of him, "Perception...chaos... But it seems...no, I can't control it..."
With the last scream coming from all the equipment, the light at the top of the metal column standing next to the seat dimmed instantly, and the artificial The connection terminals between the nerve cords and the nerve thorns also disconnected on their own, and the lights in the laboratory suddenly dimmed, then returned to normal little by little - while Cohen Bell, who was sitting in the chair, was already breaking out in a cold sweat.
"Don't move yet," Pittman held down Cohen's shoulders, "check the situation first."
In LinAfter the physical examination was over, Pittman and Kamel confirmed that the test subject was not injured, and then Pittman shook his head and sighed: "It still didn't work..."
"But than It was one and a half seconds longer last time," Kamel said hummingly. "This one and a half seconds is enough for us to record more data."
"That's right...these data. It should be of some reference value," Pitman smacked his lips and looked at Cohen Bell, who had a somewhat frustrated face. "Is there any difference between this connection and the previous one? What did you see when the connection was finally interrupted?"
"Basically there is no change. After connecting, you can instantly feel that your perception has been greatly expanded, but it is mixed with countless... impurities that are difficult to distinguish. The information from the accessory equipment is not completely transformed into harmless control. Instead, it turned into something I couldn't understand..." Cohen frowned, as if he didn't know how to describe his feelings for a while, and finally said a word that he thought was barely appropriate, "Something I Incomprehensible 'perception'."
"As the conjecture raised in our last meeting, the boundaries of human perception will fall into chaos when they are directly exposed to 'strange cognition', and our brains cannot understand it. How does a Magic Network terminal 'think'... This is not simply a matter of brain-computer translation." Kamel shook his head, "The connection between the nerve thorns and the brain is deeper than the traditional artificial nerve cord, so that The barrier between the brain and the machine has become increasingly blurred, and this 'blur' is the biggest difficulty at present."
"Isn't it really too early to want the human brain to directly control the machine..." Pitman stroked the sparse beard on his chin, "But fortunately, the experiment of using neural thorns to directly control the magic terminal went smoothly... and the hard work during this period was not in vain."
Wandou but Not understanding what advanced technical concepts Kamel and Pitman were discussing, she just lay on the isolation railing next to the experimental area, stretched her neck and looked at Cohen Bell who was wiping sweat, her eyes widened: "Uncle Cohen , is this what you want me to take a good look at? You look a little embarrassed..."
Cohen Bell was suddenly even more shocked, and subconsciously put his hand on his forehead. A researcher next to him Then he couldn't help but joke: "Don't just say it casually - let a little girl laugh at you."
Wandou glared at the researcher who spoke, his eyes full of dissatisfaction - he is almost an adult She was at the age when she was quite sensitive to others treating her like a child. At this time, she immediately started to say: "Who said I am a little girl? I will become an adult in two years! And what is ridicule? , I’m just telling the truth, Uncle Cohen doesn’t have any objections, right? Uncle Cohen, by the way, your face is still a bit pale, are you feeling uncomfortable because you sweat too much?”
< p> Peas crackled and started to read, and the breathless way of speaking left the person involved with no room to interrupt, so that Kamal and Pitman standing aside could not help but take a small step back. PitmanHe also muttered in a low voice: "Why didn't we think of installing a switch for her at the time..."Kamail flashed twice and buzzed: "...we were careless."
...
"Daughter? Do you already have a daughter?" The red-haired Dragonborn's eyes widened in surprise, looking at the former leader who had been away for twenty years, but soon She then reacted, "Ah, that's right. It's been twenty years. As a human being, this is a long time. It's time for you to start a family... But thinking about it this way, do you have a child now? You've just learned to speak. ?"
"Ah, my situation is a bit...complicated," Byron immediately realized that there was some ambiguity in his words, and quickly waved his hand. Only when he wanted to explain did he realize that he was different from Wandou. The fate is so special, and he couldn't help but show a sentimental smile on his face, "She is my adopted child, she is already fifteen years old this year. As for the fact that she has just learned to speak... that is because she has been mute for many years. "
"Mute?" Asalena was even more surprised, and couldn't help but be more curious, "Is... cured?"
Byron looked at it. He glanced at Asarena, and a hint of pride suddenly appeared on his face: "It's a miracle brought by magic technology."
"Magic technology..." Asarena frowned slightly and whispered softly Repeating this word, he said with a trace of thought, "This word has also been spread to the Holy Dragon Principality recently. It is said that... it is the basis for the sudden rise of the Cecil Empire. A large part of the reason why we went south this time is to see it with our own eyes. Look at this brand new thing."
"The new things in this land are not just magic technology," Byron said with a smile and pride, "You have been away for twenty years, but you just missed everything. Everything has been turned upside down, and now you are about to return to the South. Believe me, everything there will make you stunned."
As he spoke, he raised the wine glass in his hand, which was in the crystal clear crystal glass container. The deep red wine reflected the light: "Welcome to Cecil."
Asarena also raised her glass, and a crisp sound of collision came from mid-air as she took a sip of the fine wine. Afterwards, the red-haired dragonborn couldn't help but smile and shake his head: "I really miss the days when we were in cheap bars, where everyone used oak cups to drink cup after cup of low-quality beer... inferior beer that was watered down. The wine tastes terrible, but the glasses can be clinked together as much as you want.”
Byron smiled, then secretly glanced at Victoria, who was talking to Sir Gorosh not far away, her upper body was naked. He moved closer to Asarena and whispered: "If you are interested, I will treat you to a more exciting drink after returning to Winter Castle - do you know about our Cecil's frost resistance potion? Five Twelve-degree soy sauce flavor, drink it from a bucket, that's so refreshing..."
"I'm really looking forward to it," Asalena also brought her upper body closer and whispered with a smile, "But now First tell me about your experiences over the years. What is your adopted daughter’s name?”
Byron couldn’t help but ask.He laughed happily: "Her name is Pea, and she is a good child..."
...
In the eastern part of the continent, night has enveloped Aldernan.
An inner court noble wearing a dark coat hurriedly walked through the deep corridors of the Obsidian Palace. The light of the magic crystal lamp shone on his face, which was slightly covered with beads of sweat. The crisp sound of boots hitting the ground moved in front of the pillars and doors, and finally came to the door of Rosetta Augustus's bedroom.
The inner court guard wearing black light armor and holding a war blade stepped forward and stopped the inner court noble: "Lord Bomel, your majesty is ready to rest, and you have no authority to do this. It's time to enter the inner hall."
The inner court noble known as Lord Bomel looked at the guard in front of him. His face was abnormally pale, and he seemed to be tightening his muscles due to excessive tension. Thin beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. Such abnormal behavior only made the heavily armed guards more vigilant.
"I...I have something important that I must report to Your Majesty immediately," Lord Bommer opened his hands and said in an almost pleading manner, "It is very important, this matter is really very important." It’s important. If it’s too late, it might be too late!”
The inner court guard looked at the man in front of him and nodded after a brief thought: “Your Excellency, I can relay it for you.”
” No, I can't say it now... I may only have one chance to speak, and I must tell His Majesty in person..." Lord Bomel grabbed the hem of his clothes hard, as if he was being watched by something terrifying from behind. He seemed to be using great courage to fight against some kind of instinctive fear, but still insisted on meeting Rosetta Augustus, "Please go in and report, at least let your Majesty know that I have been here... "
The two guards at the door looked at each other in embarrassment: "Your Excellency, please don't let us..."
But as soon as the guard finished speaking, he was interrupted by a Suddenly the voice from behind the door was interrupted. A gentle but irrefutable female voice said from behind the door: "Let him come in - this is His Majesty's order."
Hearing this voice, the guard immediately stood up straight and responded solemnly: "Yes, Miss Diana."
Then, the inner court door sealed by magic slid open to both sides silently, and the door opened. The guard nodded to Lord Bomile: "You can go in."
Lord Bomile stepped through the door. Behind the heavy and gorgeous gold-inlaid door, he saw a black-haired man. A young woman with dark eyes, dignified and soft appearance, but a dull and expressionless face was standing next to her. She was wearing the dress of a top-notch maid, and her eyes were quietly falling on her.
This is the royal head maid of the Obsidian Palace, the highest female official in the inner court area, a "maid" - but here, this "maid" symbolizes part of the mouthpiece of Emperor Rosetta.
“Thanks for your help, DaiMiss Anna..." Bomel said.
"No need," the royal maid said calmly, and while taking steps forward, she slightly raised her right hand and pointed forward, "Please follow me, His Majesty is already waiting. You are. ”
(Recommend a book, "Cyber Heroes", why do you recommend it? It's all in the title! ps: Personally, I think it's worth reading, at least the beginning of cyberpunk has a lingering flavor )