Fu Jiuqu!

Wearing white clothes, black hair, and a silver-red cloak, Fu Jiuqu's temperament is alienated and indifferent. The light of the sword and the flying will have faded. At this moment, he is independent from the world, and there seems to be a stream of light moving around his body.

Three little ones were by his side, as well as two guards and an inner prisoner. They were burying Xin Yi's clothes by the Wuzhang River.

There is a stone tablet embedded in the willow tree, which reads, "The 21st century Chinese medicine doctor Xin Yi came here. "Bianjing Fu" is a rubbish game."

The three little ones worshiped in front of the stone tablet, and Fu Jiuqu stood on one side with his clothes fluttering.

All the energy in Xin Yi's mind that had been dormant for half a month was revived at this moment. She almost subconsciously threw herself at the screen, tears streaming down her face.

"Brother Ninth..."

"One thought, two thoughts, three thoughts."

"Eunuch Sun, Duan Sui, Cheng Cang..."

"haven't seen you for a long time!"

The room was silent and no one responded to her.

Xin Yi's eyes widened as the characters moved around, and then he watched helplessly as the group of people slowly turned around and walked stiffly to the other side of the Wuzhang River.

Xin Yi could see the high eaves of Jinzhuang's tiles and Fu Jiuqu's back as straight as a distant mountain, but he could no longer see his face...

"What's going on?" She turned around suddenly.

"That's exactly what I want to ask you." The middle-aged man's eyes were heavy and his voice was slow and slow, "Who are you? Why are you tampering with the game?"

Xin Yi looked at him quietly, "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man's eyes were dark, and his indifferent face showed inquiry and confusion, but he did not answer. Instead, Ms. Lin, who was standing quietly next to him, spoke.

"Dong Fu is an investor in the game "Bianjing Fu"."

It turned out to be the sponsor's father, and Xin Yi understood a little bit why she was called.

I also discovered who this face looks like——

Like Fu Jiuqu.

This middle-aged man has some similarities with Fu Jiuqu in the game.

Xin Yi clenched his fists and his voice trembled slightly.

"Director Fu came to see me. What do you want to say?"

The man had long been accustomed to other people's compliments, and he didn't seem to like Xin Yi's character of going it alone. He frowned, hesitated for a long time, and sighed suddenly.

"I have a son."

Xin Yi was slightly startled.

Next, I heard a story that was even more ridiculous than time travel.

Dong Fu has a son who studies biotechnology and is obsessed with "brain-computer interfaces". This mad scientist is obsessed with neuroscience and the future of life sciences. He invested in the development of the game "Bianjing Fu" and even

Make yourself the villain in it and dub the character yourself...

At first, Fu Dong thought that he just liked playing games like most young people and did not interfere too much.

However, his ultimate goal in doing this is not to play a "real person game", but to realize self-awareness and interact with the game characters through the consciousness transmission device of the brain-computer interface, breaking the limitations of the brain-computer interface on consciousness transmission, breaking the

The boundary of life technology...

Xin Yi shook his head, "I don't quite understand."

Director Fu glanced at her, "Consciousness is the human brain's understanding of the internal and external phenomena of the brain. As the saying goes, I think, therefore I am. Consciousness, memory, feelings, and body are all separate existences. With your own independent consciousness,

, you are Xin Yi..."

Xin Yi was silent for a moment, "What then?"

Fu Dong sighed deeply and shook his head.

Originally, Fu Dong's son wanted to connect to the mother machine system through a brain-computer interface, realize the shuttle of human brain consciousness, and use a real-life game experience to achieve a breakthrough in brain-computer technology. Unexpectedly, something went wrong during the process.

I don’t know whether someone maliciously modified the program or the artificial intelligence of the host system inspired self-awareness. The mad scientist Comrade Fu Erdai was "trapped" in the fictional Song Dynasty world of "Bianjing Fu" in which he invested, but it was not activated.

self conscious.

He without thought is him but not him.

He is in the game, he is outside the game, he is on the consciousness transmitter, his thoughts, perceptions and soul seem to have been stripped away.

Xin Yi seemed to have heard a fantasy.

If that person's name wasn't Fu Jiuqu, if she hadn't seen "Come Here" on the screen with her own eyes and knew that it was her "dying" will, she would never have believed that biological science had developed to such a terrifying level.

to the point...

"So, I didn't travel through time, but... entered a science fiction world?"

"Time travel?" Fu Dong thought seriously, "So, you have really entered the game?"

Xin Yi nodded, "Although I still haven't figured out what happened, let alone why I experienced this, I don't believe it was just a dream..."

Xin Yi briefly explained the matter.

By the end of the sentence, her voice was hoarse and her whole body was weak.

"I don't know whether I have ever existed or whether I have never existed..."

Fu Dong looked at her quietly, and was silent for a long time, as if he was empty, and then he said doubtfully: "Maybe you accidentally triggered the consciousness transmission device in the game program while playing the game? This--I don't know how to do it at the moment.

You can't say for sure, generally speaking, to connect to a device, you need invasive brain surgery to read your nerve cell activity... But you can achieve consciousness access using only a VR helmet, which is a bit incredible."

The access technology of brain-computer interface is vital, and every scientist wants to master it...

It can be said that whoever masters it will stand at the pinnacle of future life science and technology.

Fu Dong looked at Xin Yi hesitantly.

"Can you still go back?"

Xin Yi hesitated, "What do you want me to do?"

Fu Dong said: "My son is currently unconscious. I hope he wakes up——"

Xin Yi: "How can he wake up?"

Director Fu shook his head, "I invited the best scientists in the world, but no one could give me an accurate answer. Originally, I had given up and accepted the fact that Ah Jiu made a mistake in his operation and the function of his cerebral cortex was irreversibly damaged.

But the appearance of this picture gave me hope..."

Xin Yi asked: "Can you change the mother machine program?"

"No. Because the mother plane has rebelled and we cannot control it."

"What about restarting?" Xin Yi always felt that restarting could solve everything.

Fu Dong shook his head, "The only person who holds the password is Ah Jiu."

Doesn’t this fall into the logical chaos of “chicken-and-egg and egg-laying”?

"Perhaps you can return to the game, trigger his awakening consciousness, and return everything to its original state?"

Xin Yi's mind was buzzing and he had not yet fully digested these things.

"How do I get him to wake up?"

Fu Dong took a deep breath and said something very childish in a mature and steady voice.

"The power of love and the role of faith? Miss Xin, to be honest, I don't know either. But I really have no other way..."

Xin Yi was silent for a moment, talking to himself.

"Can I see him? Your son."

Fu Dong nodded, "Okay."

~

Xin Yi met Fu Jiuqu again.

In a ward that looked like a science laboratory, he was surrounded by cold instruments.

If it weren't for the fact that the Fu family had enough money, I believe he would not have been able to maintain his vegetative state.

Xin Yi sat on the chair, looking at that familiar and handsome face, his consciousness floating around.

Strictly speaking, this person is not Fu Jiuqu.

Because Xin Yi has no interaction with him or any emotions.

The one she knew and fell in love with was the virtual Prince Guangling in the game...

This is just a face that looks similar to Fu Jiuqu.

"No wonder I couldn't find who the voice of Fu Jiuqu was when I searched the Internet before."

Xin Yi smiled and looked carefully at Frankenstein on the hospital bed, looking at the shadow cast by his long eyelashes on his face. His slightly restless heart gradually calmed down in the morning breeze.

She sat all night, thinking about her and Fu Jiuqu's complete life.
To be continued...