If she still has self-awareness, I'm afraid she is an evil god who stretches out her heart tentacles and stirs in her head.

In the special care ward of Qingshan Hospital, looking at the woman in front of him, Xia Ming thought so.

This woman in a hospital gown had thin cheeks and blank eyes, sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, it was Hou Yunting, who was already demented.

More than two months ago, Xia Ming destroyed her perception in the laboratory, making her a vegetative state for a while. After rehabilitation, she regained her senses, was able to eat and walk, but had no sense of self.

If you gather top experts in the medical field, you may be able to find a lot of problems in Hou Yunting. But Hou Yunting's family only used her as a tool to make money, and after asking for a huge amount of compensation from the research institute, she was thrown into a mental hospital, and no one ignored her, and no one did justice for her.

Seeing her again today, Xia Ming felt a little guilty, because he had to continue to toss her.

Xia Ming's mind attack has already worked on the three of them, the effect is to cut off the other party's senses, according to Hou Yunting's situation, the other senses can still be restored, but there is no sign of natural recovery in the vision. In other words, Xiao Huan's blindness is permanent, unless he understands the principle of this attack and finds a way to recover.

It just so happened that Hou Yunting provided samples for human trials, and he came to "visit" her as a colleague.

After making sure that the nurse was not nearby, as long as his back was to the camera, the hospital couldn't see anything unusual, Xia Ming pushed his mind over.

Sure enough, there was no longer any need for emotional resonance, and he sensed a silent existence. It's like a waterhole, with contact, a series of ripples are opened, and then smoothed out, like a mirror reflecting the reflection of one's own thoughts.

This experience made Xia Ming breathe a sigh of relief, he had previously experimented on bugs, mice, birds, cats and dogs, and found that the lower the creature, the less responsive it was to his mind attack, and it was more obvious when it came to kittens and dogs. Even cats and dogs react as if they were pulled their tails in the air, and there is no real harm, and they are not as sensitive as people. But all mental contact is aggressive, one-off, and cannot be gentle and long-lasting.

This was the first time he had had more than a second of mental contact with someone, although the other party did not respond.

Xia Ming guessed that the reason why his mind would attack people should be the reason why his consciousness was too active.

Now Xia Ming's consciousness activity has 0. 18, although he doesn't know what the unit of this data is and what it means, but a simple comparison shows that when R3AI was first put on the body, his consciousness activity was only 0. 03。 If you compare it to a microwave oven with a power of one kilowatt at that time, the power has now reached six kilowatts.

This ability must be controlled, otherwise if you have a bad temper once in a while, there will be one more dementia around you, and that is the end of self-slicing.

Now that there is Hou Yunting, a guinea pig, Xia Ming can finally study this ability of his own.

Under the waterhole should be Hou Yunting's world of consciousness, Xia Ming did not rush to go deeper, but retracted his thoughts, released it again, and repeatedly experienced the feeling of contact.

Then he realized that when his mind was focused on the moment of contact, there was an extremely thin barrier on the water. It's just that his mind is too strong, and this barrier is like a soap bubble, and he has no power to resist. And when his mind withdrew, the barrier was restored on its own.

Xia Ming vaguely felt that this might be the consciousness barrier that everyone has.

I practiced it many times, and the contact with my mind weakened to the point where I could penetrate the barrier without touching the surface of the water. It's a bit like grinding an iron rod into a needle, until the primary and secondary consciousness is a little blurred, and R3AI reminds the brain to overwork, and he doesn't stop until he stops.

"What a good wooden man to practice."

Looking at Hou Yunting, who was still unresponsive, Xia Ming thought so, and then struggled for a few seconds about whether this was a human test and what kind of lower limit his moral level had broken through.

After leaving the ward, I found the doctor, and heard Xia Ming say that he wanted to transfer Hou Yunting to a nursing home, but the doctor nagged a lot, but he didn't want to let him go.

Xia Ming said: "She is my colleague and friend, how can I bear to leave her here?" ”

The doctor agreed, and Xia Ming's transfer fee was very generous.

arranged Hou Yunting to a sanatorium at the foot of Xiangshan in the northwest of Yandu, although it cost 50,000 yuan a month for this, Xia Ming felt that it was a good deal. This is a living object of study, which is not only expected to solve Xiao Huan's problems, but also to exercise his mental ability, and even go further, to study self-consciousness and even the mystery of the so-called "soul" experienced by Tang Xiaotang.

took care of Xiao Huan in the morning, went to the sanatorium to do "experiments" on Hou Yunting in the afternoon, and replaced the supercomputing center with a human brain in the evening to solve Tang Xiaotang's equation. In the following week, Xia Ming's days were full and regular, and he didn't even have time to take care of the progress of Lin Cheng, Lawrence, and Wu Sihao, let alone the cicadas.

There are also troubles in the fulfillment, Xia Ming has never taken care of people in his life, and taking care of a blind girl is a huge challenge. Xiao Huan is a girl who cares about the details of life very much, and she is very uncomfortable with life after blindness.

As for some embarrassment, it is even more indispensable, physical contact is inevitable, and at first you have to feed and drink, dress and wipe your mouth. On the weekend night, with Xiao Huan's exclamation in the bathroom, the embarrassment finally reached a turning point.

Xia Ming sat in the living room and waited for her, usually taking her to the bedroom after washing, and helping her to bed after finishing things, today......

The relationship between Xia Ming and Xiao Huan has not changed much in the past week, Xia Ming is busy to death every day, and he has a heart, and he is not born with the temperament of a swinger brother, so he has always restrained himself from taking advantage of the opportunity. Xiao Huan is even more preoccupied, occasionally touching sensitive parts of the body, and the two of them can still pretend to be fine.

Today is unavoidable......

Xia Ming sighed secretly and took the towel into the bathroom.

Xiao Huan sat on the ground with her legs bent, covering her hips and moaning, the water sprayed from her unkempt hair sprinkled on her body, smearing a layer of crystal and jumping halo on her pink and delicate body, and the red buds and faint sparse forests dotted the heights, this charming scene almost blew up Xia Ming's main and secondary consciousness.

It seems that the activity of consciousness also determines the degree of firmness of will, if it is replaced by the previous self, even if there is no nosebleed, at least the throat will be dry and the eyes will shine......

Xia Ming sighed at the change in herself, calmly turned off her unkempt head, wrapped Xiao Huan in a towel, dried her body, and then carried her to the living room to deal with the wound on her buttocks.

Xiao Huan's face was as red as a boiled lobster, and he didn't scream until he rubbed the red potion.

Then she timidly made a statement: "I didn't mean to ......"

Xia Ming was speechless, what do you mean by this? Do you think I'm mistaking that you're seducing me?

"I'm just afraid that you will misunderstand", Xiao Huan's explanation made Xia Ming suddenly wonder, can she know what I'm thinking?

He looked at Xiao Huan's pretty face, and in a trance he had the illusion that the girl was sticking out her tongue at him and making a grimace. When I looked at it, my face was still full of shame, and my eyes were straight and unfocused.

I've been researching how to get in touch with other people's consciousness, but I haven't noticed that my own consciousness will also be spied on......

Xia Ming realized something, withdrew his thoughts to the consciousness space, focused on the state of consciousness itself, and then felt a faint tingling sensation, just like the strange feeling of putting his fingers in front of his eyebrows.

R3AI explains: "The consciousness that has been authorized is in a state of conscious communication. ”

Xia Ming has become accustomed to ignoring R3AI's doping of unclear meanings in the prompts, focusing on the most important content.

This means that Xiao Huan will be observing his consciousness as if he had entered Hou Yunting's consciousness?

A plane unfolded in the subconscious, and above it was a faint beam of light, piercing through a curtain of light.

Really!

Xia Ming was shocked, and then he was shocked, his thoughts would not be noticed by Xiao Huan at this moment, right?

"When the host is concerned about the state of communication, it is at a higher level of authority."

R3AI's explanation this time Xia Ming understands, when his thoughts are put into the state of consciousness communication between himself and Xiao Huan, these thoughts are not at the level of communication, and Xiao Huan can't sense them.

To put it simply, as long as she doesn't want Xiao Huan to sense her thoughts and emotions, she can't sense it.

Xia Ming subconsciously wanted to cut off this communication, but suddenly a spirit, isn't this an opportunity?

"This size will sag ......"

"It's not a white tiger......"

"The flesh on the leg is not soft enough......"

Xia Ming piled up such thoughts one by one, and then sensed that the sour numb fluctuated and finally disappeared.

"You, you rascal!"

Xiao Huan was originally half-lying on the sofa, and suddenly stood up excitedly.

The towel fell, and she felt that she had become smooth again, and the girl screamed, and with a shake of her feet, the whole person fell on Xia Ming.

Xia Ming said innocently: "What's wrong with me?" ”

The experiment was successful, but the nephrite jade was full of warm fragrance, and no matter how high the consciousness activity was, it was somewhat unable to suppress the physiological reaction that was about to move.

"You...... Rogue! ”

This time, Xiao Huan's accusation is aimed at the material rather than the spiritual level.

This night, after Xia Ming completed the solution of the equation, he no longer had the heart to study Yang Yuanchang's information, he had been dealing with Xiao Huan's "mental harassment".

The girl still clearly pushed over the wall a ** consciousness of the fist embroidered legs, but it was no longer a hooligan, but criticism such as "turtle", "blind", and "aesthetic wonder", which made Xia Ming smile bitterly.

However, it is a good thing to be able to communicate with himself in a similar way to telepathy, Xia Ming has an idea.

The principle of the brain processing vision is too complicated, and the existing science has not yet fully understood, even if Xia Ming spends the rest of his time studying ophthalmology, there is no way for Xiao Huan to recover his eyesight for a while.

What if we found an alternative first?

For example, if Qianyan's quantum computing shell, that is, the QNI in his brain, is transmitted to Xiao Huan, and Xiao Huan can run QNI, then as long as the signal transmission problem is solved, Xiao Huan can obtain vision through devices such as cameras.

This is a black technology, which not only temporarily solves Xiao Huan's vision problem, but more importantly, he can directly connect to the Internet.

It's exciting enough to think about......

Xia Ming feels that he is stepping on the path of Dr. Eddard, will Xiao Huan become Gary?