War Paradise

Next, this letter began to be written in the way of a scientist, with various formulas and proper nouns, Lin Chi looked bewildered.

Facing the "Book of Heaven" that only programmers with all hair loss can understand, Lin Chi continued to scroll down the page, skipped these dry goods, and read the content of the following letter:

Those ignorant citizens thought that the civilian brain imaging equipment we announced was the same as the military equipment modified nerve signals.

In fact, this device does not work like this.

Now all the civil brain imaging interactive devices on the market-whether it is the first or second generation, are manufactured based on the research of the Cold Mountain Laboratory. No matter the workers in charge of safety testing, the scientists trying to figure out the principle, or even the production team that develops software and games, they are completely unaware of what equipment they are holding.

——The equipment we make is not a dangerous device that modifies neural signals, but activates the "sensing program" built into the human brain to create a realistic world!

Yes, the five senses of human beings are actually programmed induction programs. As long as these programs are analyzed, a realistic illusion can be easily created.

We have made all the development methods public. As for why those games are poorly done, it's just the studio's insufficient ability.

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After reading this, Lin Chi reached out and touched the equipment he was wearing on his neck, and said with emotion: "So are the researchers outside are fools? I didn't discover the essence of the civilian brain imaging equipment?"

"I have thought about this." The coach's voice was low: "After thinking about it, there should be two possibilities."

"I would like to hear the details." Lin Chi temporarily put down the phone: "I also thought of two possibilities."

"First, when this equipment was put into production, scientists might not have thought that its operating principle would be like this, so in the analysis, they simply ignored the possibility of the existence of the'brain program'."

"Indeed." Lin Chi nodded.

——For this subversive theory of the Three Views, other scientists outside of Lengshan Lab may not even think about it.

Just like telling anyone that "mosquitoes have a higher IQ than humans" would be ridiculed, the theory that "humans are mechanical terminals with pre-installed programs" is probably simply ignored.

However, in addition to this option, there is another more dangerous possibility:

"There is another possibility that others have known for a long time, but all countries have acquiesced in the development of this equipment..." This time, he changed to Lin Chi to speak.

"Yes, if this is the case, it means that most people on the planet are kept in the dark." The coach's voice became even lower: "Maybe there are other secret institutions besides Cold Mountain Lab. , Development in this area is underway."

"This is indeed more terrifying." Lin Chi blinked.

——If all countries in the world have learned the truth about civilian brain imaging equipment, but continue to allow this thing to be produced normally, and research and development are carried out in secret, things seem to get worse.

According to the Cold Mountain Laboratory, the civilian brain imaging device actually activates the induction program that comes with everyone's brain. In other words, it triggers the "five senses" of humans at the program level.

If this technology continues to develop, it may develop a more convenient method to control human senses, and may even achieve the effect of "enslaving all mankind"!

Imagine if all human beings are using the same "brain imaging game" and are instilled with the illusion that "this is the real world" and forget the way to quit the game...

At that time, humans will be trapped in a virtual space called the real world and will never be able to escape!

"If people's feelings are really controlled by some kind of program, now we should also be in a virtual illusion."

While speaking, Lin Chi stretched out his hand to touch the wall beside him, and the cool touch was transmitted from the fingertips to his brain: "We have been locked in this inextricable'game', and even developed civilization in this virtual space. , But if one day, the game server shuts down, human civilization will probably be deleted directly."

Frankenstein’s mask flickered, as if he was thinking quickly, and after about a minute, he finally suffocated a word with difficulty:

"This world is not fake."

"Really, but how do you prove that he is real?" Lin Chi smiled: "Since human brains have been implanted with programs, this world is probably just a game."

"The information provided by the coach may not be true." Frankenstein gave a suspicious point.

"Well, that's true, but we are not the only people who doubt the authenticity of the world." Lin Chi said seriously.

Throughout the ages, from "Zhuang Zhou's Dream Butterfly" to "Inception", human beings have never stopped doubting the authenticity of the world in which they live.

After all, the way humans perceive the world is too limited. Even if they set various units of measurement and begin to explore the universe and observe the microscopic world, there are still countless unsolved puzzles.

Such as the occasional "feeling of sight" of familiar things, or all kinds of strange memories and space illusions, and the observer effect and wave-particle duality that make physicists begin to doubt life, all seem to explain An unacceptable fact.

——The real world is not real, but a virtual space created. Moreover, from the perspective of the game, there seems to be a lot of bugs in this world.

"But..." Frankenstein was at a loss for words.

Even this "virus" whose computing power far exceeds that of human beings, can't think of how to refute it for a while.

Looking at the white shell of the welcoming robot, Lin Chi recalled the legendary events that had happened in the game circle, and spoke slowly to Frankenstein:

"Have you heard of the ID "blank"?"

"No." The welcome robot shook his head immediately.

"Ten years ago, there was a mysterious game player who could dominate almost all types of games. He was like an AI and was online almost all the time, but in that era, humans could not develop such a degree. Artificial intelligence."

"The guy’s ID is left blank. It may be that an unrecognizable character was entered in some way. So it is called'blank' by other players. He occasionally chats in the game forums, leaving some'this world is just a world'. "Garbage games' kind of speech."

"And then." Frankenstein's tone brought a hint of curiosity.

"Then one day, he suddenly disappeared. Since that day, no similar players have appeared."

Having said that, Lin Chi cast his gaze to the skyscrapers illuminated by lights outside the window. The lights were like hallucinogenic fog, which blurred his vision:

"I was wondering, did he find a more fun game, so he ‘quit’ the world?"