This is a large place of thousands of square meters in an unknown place, and the compartments in the place are separated by tempered glass, each of which can look at the adjacent and see the people and things on the opposite side clearly.

It seems that this should be on the upper floors, because if you go to the outermost windowsill, you can always see the traffic outside and the sun is shining; In the middle of the night, you will see the beautiful street lamps and the sporadic house lights on the viaduct in the distance.

At this time, you will know that you are still in a bustling city.

He leaned against the window and looked out, put the coffee cup in his palm, covered his hands, and sighed. After a while he heard footsteps, but he didn't look back.

After the footsteps stopped, there was a laughing voice: "This is actually quite fake, although I understand that the higher-ups want to create a living environment for us as much as possible, but it is not realistic at all. ”

He finally looked back at the person who was also serving the coffee cup, and then smiled reluctantly, "How's it going?" ”

The man thought for a while: "It's good news that the brainwave tests of α, β, theta, and δ are relatively close to normal people." However, the problem of cohesion still exists, and there is still no breakthrough in this point. ”

He let out an "oh" and immediately led the way to the lab.

The lab is located in the southwest (and should be southwest) of this floor, and like the rest of the building, it is made entirely of transparent glass curtain walls, but it is larger and wider, and the contents are more complex.

They used to call this laboratory "Second Heaven", and they don't know who first came up with the name, but everyone felt that it was very suitable for the experimental projects inside, so it became a convention over time.

At this moment, the two of them skimmed past the many rectangular tables of the Second Heaven, which were covered by white cloth, and turned to a blue screen, where there was a small cubicle with shutters on all sides, and a metal table in the middle and back.

This metal table has the same appearance as the others, but instead of being covered with an arched white cloth, a person is lying down, specifically a naked table. Exposed, covered with tubes, and without a trace of blood.

Next to the disfigured man, who was as white as white paper, was a whole set of instruments that covered the walls, and the large screens of the instruments were bouncing with different data: waveform lines, Arabic numerals, circles of various sizes, or other jumble of symbols.

But whatever it was, the two men could clearly read it, for their eyes showed mixed feelings as they looked at them.

————After such a long time of overcoming, all the data are showing more and more perfectly, but why can't that point be broken? If there is no way to solve this articulation problem, then what is the point of their efforts for so long?

"Take your time, it'll be fine."

Obviously, people saw his frustration and comforted: "You have also worked hard during this time, and the team leader specially approved a fake note for you to go back and rest for a week to adjust your state......

As for this articulation problem, there is no way for this task to be assigned to our group, and it is already very difficult; The above didn't blame us for the meaning, just let us do our best......"

He stared at the motionless man on the table with both hands on the metal table, as if he did not listen to the other party's words at all, and did not become excited by the words "go back and rest for a week"; Because he knows the rules here, once he comes in, he never wants to go back, and as for the vacation, it is nothing more than going back to his apartment to think about other things or being alone in a quiet daze.

So he slapped the metal table, and it trembled as if to convey his determination: "What about the failed product from last time?" It wasn't destroyed, was it? ”

The person who was still planning to talk to him was suddenly stunned and didn't understand what this right-hand man thought of again: "The failure of the last time? ...... you mean? ”

"The one with group 7 number A74, is it still there?"

“…… A few days ago, it was sent to the scrap warehouse to be destroyed, I don't know if it's still there? Hiss...... How do you ask it? Didn't you make me lose it......"

Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, he rushed out of the laboratory in a hurry, attracting the attention of many staff members along the way. The man, of course, as his assistant, was quick to follow, but he couldn't figure out what the scientist was going to do now when he turned his head and picked up the scrap again.

The two of them rushed to the scrap depot on -27F, and the indescribable smell came to their faces, not smelly or fragrant, but the smell was very weird, and there was a smell of rust mixed with it.

Say hello to the staff of the waste warehouse, pass by the overlapping waste disposal room and finally come to the No. 31 stacking warehouse, the two looked at each other and pushed the door in, the lights in the stacking warehouse were lit in response, and suddenly scattered like a hill of naked. The body "plastic mannequin" comes into view.

But unlike "plastic models", they are supposed to be made with something softer and more elastic than plastic or even silicone. This is evident in the fact that the two are flipping, as well as the weight of each model – at least not the way they can move it completely.

"What are you looking for? It's all waste, it's garbage that needs to be disposed of! "The staff who stood on the sidelines and watched from the sidelines all the time did not understand.

"Do you have a record here?" He wiped the sweat from his forehead and shook his hands, because there was no way to find it.

"Filing?"

"7 sets of labels A74, it's not these, it's not like them, it has a black stamp on its chest."

The staff thought for a while and shrugged helplessly: "I'm sorry for this gentleman, I have to process hundreds of tons of garbage here every day and receive hundreds of tons of waste, and no one will have the energy to pay attention to the characteristics of each piece of waste." ”

"So what do you rely on here?"

“…… Classify? ”

"You can't do without a little record here!"

"What do you mean...... Oh! I see what you mean. We do this in batches according to the time. If you really want to find it, you can tell me the specific time of discarding, I think it will be easier for you to find it. ”

He thought for a moment: "Three days ago, that was on Tuesday, around half past five in the afternoon. After that, he looked at his assistant, and after seeing his assistant's affirmative nod, he continued, "It shouldn't take more than six o'clock to get to you." ”

"Okay...... Tuesday afternoons from half past five to six, you wait. With that, the staff began to search the recorder. The recorder was a watch-sized object that he wore on his wrist, and when he pressed a button, a light screen came out and he entered a signal based on finger temperature sensing, and after a few moments he searched for relevant information.

"Found it, it's warehouse 23, the waste in that warehouse is being recycled, I'll take you there!" Saying that, the staff took the lead and left, and along the way, he smiled and said that he thought they were looking for the scrap discarded this morning, otherwise he would not have taken them to warehouse 31.

Coincidentally, when they arrived at the front desk of warehouse 23, they saw a scrap product with a code on its chest about to be thrown into the melting furnace, but fortunately he stopped it in time with one and two steps, so that the A74 he was looking for did not turn into a puddle of mud.

"Be careful next time, it's not often like this!"

After being kindly reminded by the staff, he and his assistant pulled a special handcart to transport the abandoned waste back to "Second Heaven".

"Now you're going to ......?" Removing the man who had been full of tubes from the table and carrying him up, the assistant gasped and was puzzled.

"I just thought of a solution, if memory can't be 'inherited', can it 'grow' with people? As for the so-called 'inheritance' we can instill into it through hypnosis, and whatever is later, I am talking about the previous part. It's small, the amount of indoctrination isn't too large, and it's not complicated to do. ”

"I don't understand what you mean, you want this kid to grow up and have his own mind? But what's the use? Are you going to take his place in the Lord? I heard that the child's maternal background is not simple......"

"It's not easy, but they're actively cooperating; And if it works out, it's good for them. Also, I'm not going to make it grow, you know grams. None of the bulges will have a long lifespan.

I just thought about why not use this for sample expansion. Sheet? We can make many of them, but don't wake them up, put their bodies and brains into a deep sleep, and let them go through the most basic metabolism; Then let them be batched by the latter instead of the previous one. ”

"What is the point of this......?"

"'Resonance'! They can be said to be inherently one, and there is no rejection in either way when they are replaced; And if the brain waves of two people can produce a similar effect to 'resonance' and stimulate each other into the same cerebral cortex, it is very likely that the problem of memory connection can be solved! ”

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I woke up from my dream, not knowing what night it was, not knowing where I was, and not knowing who I was or what my name was.

Until a man approached, I raised my hazy eyes to look at him.

It was a majestic and indifferent man, looking at me with a light but complicated gaze, looking at me, and then saying to me: "I am your father, your name is Ouyang Luo."

At that time, I was like a new life, and the three words "Ouyang Luo" were chewed repeatedly in my mind, which seemed to be a kind of confusion and excitement.

"Father...... Father. I timidly called out to the man, who nodded slightly.

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