At Leng Qianjie's signal, Mo Jingting followed her assistant 36 into the room on the right side of the inner room.

There was an instrument that Mo Jingting couldn't understand, but it didn't look like an instrument, there was only a bed with a yellow chandelier next to the bed.

Half a meter away from the chandelier, there was something to think of the hat, and at this moment, she immediately thought of the brain machine displayed at the Changheng Technology press conference.

Mo Jingting probably guessed how to operate, since it was to inject data into the body, it would dock the hard disk with the computer like on the computer, and then wait a few minutes for the transfer to be completed. However, she thought that she didn't have anything on her that could be used as an interface, so it must be with the help of something like a brain-machine machine.

Since it can read the human brain at will and digitize memory fantasies, then it should be extended to more advanced technology to digitize the soul, not consciousness, but also the soul.

Sure enough, as soon as Mo Jingting sat on the edge of the bed, assistant 36 took the hat-like instrument and gently put it on Mo Jingting's forehead.

For a while, Mo Jingting lost the ability to think again, just like sleeping, lying motionless on the bed.

In the virtual screen that appeared in front of the eyes of Assistant 36 or Aunt Rou and Leng Qianjie, it was like a hanging bottle in a hospital, and the potion was slowly delivered to the patient's body.

Mo Jingting's consciousness after being digitized is also like this.

On the left side of the screen is a humanoid figure with clear lines, and on the right is a machine-like thing, the two are connected by a colorful line, and at the top of the screen, there is a percentage of the data transferred.

Fifty percent of this moment has been transmitted.

Aunt Rou has turned from excitement to nervousness, but Grandma Leng Qianjie is surprisingly calm, her eyes are extremely complicated, and it seems that countless pictures of the past have flashed in her mind, including remorse, fierceness, jealousy, sadness, and longing for redemption.

Aunt Rou followed Leng Qianjie two years after she founded the company, perhaps, there are some things, except for Leng Qianjie herself, as long as she is unwilling to say, no one knows, in her meaningful eyes, what has been experienced to create it.

At this moment, time is so slow, so slow that it seems to freeze in this moment.

The percentage continues to rise, and it is already 60 percent.

At this time, outside the house, Leng Qianjie received a document, which was from Yike.

There seemed to be something imminent in the papers, and her brow furrowed for a moment before her face looked haggard. When Aunt Rou saw it, she warmly helped Leng Qianjie to the side of the sofa and lay down.

Aunt Rou was concerned: "What's wrong, is there something wrong with the data?" ”

Leng Qianjie breathed a long sigh of relief and said: "It's not in the way, it has nothing to do with Jing Ting, it's my own sin, their plan has begun, I'm afraid I can't do anything about it, hey......"

Aunt Rou's face also became gloomy, her eyes began to be dazed, and she said, "Mr. Leng ......"

"Let's call me a summary, the title of Mr. Leng makes me feel a sense of guilt that devours my heart and bones, and it is very uncomfortable." Leng Qianjie interrupted.

"Okay, summary." Aunt Rou held Leng Qianjie's hand and said, "If you really regret it, Jingting is our only hope, do you want to tell her." ”

"No... No, wait, they are also victims, wait... Wait...", Leng Qianjie repeated in a whisper.

Aunt Rou looked at Leng Qianjie's lonely and depressed expression, and held her hand tightly, her eyes were red, and she slowly squeezed a warm smile.

......

"The transmission was successful, and the compatibility rate reached 100 percent." The mechanical and indifferent voice of Assistant 35 rang out in the inner chamber.

From the moment Mo Jingting opened her eyes, this world was no longer the original one for her, she saw that everything was three-dimensional, and everything had its specific data.

When you see the assistant 36, there will be: target robot, material, hazard and so on evaluation data.

Out of this side room, she looked at her grandmother again, no longer as emotional as before, she analyzed her grandmother's physical indicators, only to know that her grandmother suffered from a variety of diseases, just a heart attack can make her accidentally lose her life.

At the same time, Mo Jingting also knew that Aunt Rou and her grandmother were ordinary human beings. She is also curious why her grandmother doesn't reform herself to make herself healthier or free from any pain.

Grandma sat up and said, "How do you feel, do you feel any discomfort?" ”

Aunt Rou also looked at Mo Jingting with concern, with tears in her eyes, not knowing whether it was joy or sadness.

Mo Jingting said: "It feels very good, it is unprecedentedly comfortable, and others have become extremely quick to recognize things." ”

He asked, "Can I figure it out with the Internet?" Or can the Internet figure out that I can travel freely in a virtual world and go back to that illusory dream? ”

Grandma said: "It's not an independent existence, and the network will bring unknown dangers, but it's not impossible, grandma will tell you in the future, you first adapt to a period of time, and when your consciousness and this body can be completely harmonious, grandma will explain something to you." ”

Mo Jingting wanted to ask what was going on, but when she heard it, she thought about it and said, "Grandma, when can I return to Hudu, do I want to stay and observe for a few days, or do I want to adapt here, waiting for you to entrust something?" She said that this was not nonsense, because she saw in Aunt Rou's eyes a kind of hope in the midst of disaster, as if she was a hero.

Grandma smiled kindly and said, "Are you in such a hurry to leave?" It's only been a long time. ”

Mo Jingting pouted.

Grandma said again: "Okay, okay, you can come back to Hudu at any time, and I will let Yike send you." ”

Mo Jingting: "Grandma, I will miss you, but I feel that my ability has increased, so I want to check on my father and Master's fiancée earlier, isn't this the meaning of my rebirth?" I want to be a silent savior, and I also want to redress my grievances for this time, so that this misty world will become brighter. ”

Aunt Rou and Grandma both smiled with satisfaction.

Grandma said: "It's best if you think so, grandmother still has some things to deal with, so I won't send you personally." As he spoke, he looked at Aunt Rou.

......

Out of the inner room, Mo Jingting left her grandmother's warm arms, and instead took Aunt Rou's arm, and after asking her grandmother goodbye, she walked straight to the central hall.

Yike has been waiting there for a long time.

Walking into the passage and entering the corridor, Mo Jingting saw the strange-shaped plane again.

After He Yike went to the cabin to say goodbye to Aunt Rou, the cabin closed and slowly rose.

Until an announcement sounded, the aircraft changed its body, like a wingless bird, rising upwards to the clouds at an unacceptable speed, and then transformed into a pair of wing-like wings, and galloped towards Hudu.