Biochip technology was born in the era of the explosion of science and technology brought about by quantum computers, and the technology of etching chips on PCB boards with biological acid has been applied for many years, but it is an epoch-making initiative to directly form integrated circuits with living cells. However, there have been difficulties in marketization, the Canadian chip manufacturer found that biochips are difficult to be recognized by the market, compared to nano-scale silicon-based integrated circuits, biochips are more costly, slower, and more unstable. In medical devices implanted in the human body, such as implantable insulin syringes, biochips can be supplied with electricity by breaking down glucose, and do not require battery power and can work in the human body for a long time.

At the beginning of the "World" project, Dr. Brandon Bartholomew acquired two patents through GTC: biochip technology and neural signal input and output modulation and demodulation technology. In just three months, the project team completed the prototype design of the implanted chip with the help of the powerful "Genesis" timing, the first generation of which was surgically implanted directly into the corpus callosum (a bundle of nerve fibers connecting the two cerebral hemispheres) to receive nerve signals in the brain center. Without informing the medical ethics committee, Bartholomew conducted a small-scale human trial within the team, in which thirteen people, including himself, were injected with chips.

The results of the experiment are gratifying, the chip can accurately capture nerve signals, turn various stimuli felt by the human body into digital information, and can also output signals in reverse, so that people can taste the ups and downs, see the phantom of longing, hear the ghostly sound, and feel the pain and pleasure from the bone marrow. Bartholomew was thrilled that the original evolutionary model of the "world" had just been established, and he couldn't wait to plug in the chip and experience a wondrous realm that no human had ever reached.

Thirteen people entered the virtual world, when the "world" had just begun to inject real personalities into the long work, and most of the barren continents were ruled by NPCs, Bartholomew was full of curiosity to observe the world he had created, take a look, taste the food, gaze at the scenery in front of him for a long time, try to chat with everyone around him, and conduct a bad Turing test (a question and answer question to determine whether the subject is an artificial intelligence) on the NPCs he is interested in. Aside from the limitations of NPCs, there are no flaws in this world anymore, every plant and tree is so real, and the creator of the world himself has felt lost more than once.

A few hours later, the researchers woke Bartholomew up, "This is great! We've created something amazing!" and he jumped up from his recliner, pulled the wire off his head, and shouted with a fist. But there were no cheers around, and people gathered around the chaise longue next to them, looking solemn, "I'm sorry, doctor. Someone whispered, "Three people are dead, and we don't have time to do anything." ”

The three horrible corpses lay there quietly, their skin swollen and vermilion, and their hideous veins protruding from the skin, as if there was some demon hiding in their bodies. "What's going on?" Bartholomew exclaimed, "It's just an experiment to confuse the senses, how could such a physiological phenomenon occur?"

At this moment, there was a scream from the side, and the other subject's body convulsed violently, and pink blood foamed from his mouth, "Hold him! Call an ambulance...... Hell, give him a sedative!" Bartholomew commanded loudly, several strong researchers pressed the patient to the chaise longue, the man with convulsions suddenly screamed miserably, his eyeballs popped out of his sockets, and he flew to the ceiling with a long optic nerve dripping blood, he twitched violently a few times, his body was crooked and immobile, and several tentacles in the empty eye sockets were blackening and withering.

"Could it be a viral infection? Oh my God, this is a picture from Resident Evil......," a female researcher covered her mouth, tears of fear rolling in her eyes. An orange biochemical threat alert was immediately issued in the GTC headquarters building, and the laboratory was sealed, the disinfection mode was activated, the spray was dispersed, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant water. Through the glass isolation door, Bartholomew shouted at the people outside: "This is not a biochemical attack! You can see the test results immediately, there are no viruses, no bacteria, no mutations, just an accident! It is a biochip that has proliferated!" He slid his finger a few times on the tablet terminal, dragging a photo to the general interface: "Look, these dry twig-like things are the result of biochip proliferation, the same principle as cancer cells, this is not contagious, open the door immediately, there are many people who need help!"

Brandon Bartholomew's influence was unquestionable, and soon the lockdown was lifted, and nine unill subjects were sent to the GTC Headquarters Medical Center for systematic examination. Bartholomew was sent to the intensive care unit wearing an oxygen mask on a stretcher, and the psychiatrist Wu Tianlan anxiously asked the doctor on duty in the emergency department next to him: "What's wrong with them? Are they in danger of life?" The doctor replied in confusion: "The vital signs of the nine people are all stable, and if you want me to say, they are all very healthy, and there is no danger at all......

Five minutes later, the fifth subject who was undergoing CT scan fell ill and died, and the dynamic CT completely recorded the course of the disease, first of all, the displacement, the biochip of the corpus callosum left the implantation position, and sank to the vertebral part with the circulation of body fluids, and then attached to the back of the duodenum to rest; then the hyperplasia began, the chip cells divided frantically, and the volume increased to 500 times the original in 100 seconds, and the tumor-like hyperplastic tissue squeezed the abdominal organ, causing the experimenter to have spasms and vomiting; and finally the hyperplastic tissue began to change its shape, turning into a bundle of antennae drilling around the human body, piercing the liver, blocking the esophagus and wrapping around the heart, at this time the experimenter's body was convulsing violently, and the nurses forcibly turned off the instrument and pulled him out of the CT scanner.

"It's not a disease at all!" exclaimed the director of the medical center, waving a tablet terminal, "I just saw Dr. Bartholomew's urgent record that they had implanted a dangerous biochip that must be surgically removed immediately!"

The sixth subject died on the operating table. The craniotomy went smoothly, and the attending physician of the brain surgery had already seen the outline of the chip in the eyepiece, and the operation could be completed by cutting the curved plate of the corpus callosum and controlling the precision robotic arm to clip the chip out. But as soon as the tweezers touched the chip, as if stimulated by something, the periphery of the capsule-like biochip began to melt and fuse with the fibrous bundle of corpus callosum, and the doctor tried to clamp the chip and found that it had become one with the brain tissue. "Is the patient's family here? I need a license, and now I can't remove the microchip smoothly, so I have to remove it with the surrounding tissue!" the doctor said, looking up.

"These people signed a waiver when they were on trial, do what you want, no problem!" said the head of the medical center.

"Temporary callosum resection, protocol B-4b, let's get started. The brain surgeon pushed away the robotic arm and took the scalpel from the nurse's hand. Corpus callosum was once considered an effective treatment for epilepsy, and cutting off the bundles of nerve fibers connecting the left and right sides of the brain can cause many strange cognitive impairments, but it is a low-risk surgical procedure with a low degree of difficulty and a good prognosis. The ceramic scalpel drew an arc and accurately cut through the curved plate of the corpus callosum, and at that moment a cloud of black-red liquid emerged, covering the surgical surface. "Cerebrospinal fluid or blood, why is it this color?" muttered the doctor, reaching for the vacuum straw to remove the obstructive fluid, but he didn't continue, "Wait...... It's not liquid ......."

Hyperplasia began. Within a few seconds, black matter filled the cranial cavity and gurgled out of the small hole in the skull, the doctor was startled, and subconsciously waved the scalpel, and a growth fell to the ground with a clatter, and immediately white smoke withered, and more growth bodies poured out wildly, covering the operating table in the blink of an eye. Doctors, nurses, anesthesiologists and circulatory engineers ran out of the operating room, and the mass of objects suddenly condensed into countless tentacles fluttering in the wind under the bright shadowless lamp, like black-red jellyfish blooming on the bottom of the sea. In the next moment, with the death of the host, all the tentacles withered at the same time, turning into steaming black fibers scattered all over the ground.......

The top management of the GTC was alarmed, and the twelve members gathered at the medical center, and the chairman of the executive committee, Kim Tae-yo, announced a complete blockade of news, and led the members into the ICU to meet Dr. Bartholomew. Brandon Bartholomew struggled to sit up from the bed and said anxiously: "I understand, I understand, this is some kind of stress reaction, stop the operation, stop all treatment! These chips are choosing the human body, and no external force can change this process, as long as the tonality is in line with them, they will not suddenly proliferate!"

Through the glass door, Kim Tae-yo hesitated: "I never interfere in the affairs of the project team, Dr. Bartholomew, but when it comes to this situation, there must be a reasonable explanation......

Bartholomew angrily grabbed the oxygen mask and threw it over: "That's my explanation! Hurry up and do it, you can't lose another valuable project team member!"

Kim Tae-yo was still hesitant, and Mark Thompson, a junior executive member at the time, said, "I trust Brandon's judgment that if there is a problem with the second operation that is being performed now, we need to stop all medical operations immediately." Kim Tae-yo frowned and nodded with difficulty.

The seventh subject died during the operation. After the medical treatment was stopped, five subjects died sequentially over the next three days, and only three of the fifteen microchipping researchers survived.

Bartholomew survived.