Chapter 40: The Memory Module. (Please follow up!) Collect! Ask for a commuter pass! )

Talent Match......

He had heard Lu Jun mention this word many times yesterday, but the situation was urgent at that time, and he didn't have time to ask many questions.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhen quickly asked, "[Talent Match], what is it exactly?" ”

Lu Jun took a puff of his cigarette and immediately explained: "This has to start with [Memory Transplantation] first......

"For example, if a person with a poor mathematical talent is given the exact same math course as a mathematical genius, can this person with a very poor mathematical talent become a mathematical genius?"

It's a question you don't need to think about!

Not to mention people with poor mathematical talent, compared with mathematical geniuses, when they go to school, their classmates in the same class listen to the same mathematics class, but everyone's grades may be the same?

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhen immediately replied: "Impossible! ”

"Mathematics is too talented, and if you are talented, even if you encounter a problem that you have never learned, you may come up with the correct answer through your own logic and inference."

"But if the talent is too poor, you may put a standard answer in front of you, and you may make a mistake."

Lu Jun nodded, and then said, "[Memory Transplant], that's it. ”

"If you are in a certain field, your talent is too poor, and then you transplant the memory of the top genius in this field, the result is that you will indeed make some progress in this field, but it is impossible to directly become a genius in this field."

"In this way, there will be a situation where you are the top expert in this field in the memory of the transplant, but in reality, you only know a little about the field."

"This phenomenon of serious separation between memory and reality will make the person who transplants the memory have a strong rejection of the body and memory."

"In the beginning, there will be a lot of mental loss of control."

"The specific manifestations are that you can't control your emotions, can't distinguish between memory and reality, and if it's serious, you will either go crazy, become an idiot, or be brain dead......"

"This is the third dangerous law in [Memory Transplantation]: [Mental Rejection]."

"This happened the last time you transplanted memories."

"Halfway through, the mind lost control, the 'digital energy' spread, and the [overclocking interference] released by the body's instinct almost destroyed all the control systems of the flying car......"

"However, the human body has a strong self-healing mechanism."

"When [mental rejection] reaches the limit, the brain will actively forget those memories that are in serious conflict with reality, and the brain will make leaps and bounds to correct the memories after the vacancy."

"This kind of normality manifested through forgotten memories and modified memories is the second dangerous law in [memory transplantation]: [protection mechanism]."

"People who have [protection mechanisms] are, in most cases, just like normal people, but in some cases, they will behave very abnormally!"

"Moreover, because the brain forgets those abnormal memories and corrects them by leaps, the person concerned cannot find his abnormality on his own."

"In this case, if not treated in time, the first dangerous law in [Memory Transplantation] will appear: [split personality] ......"

Hearing this, Zhou Zhen immediately understood what Team Lu meant, and quickly asked: "That is to say, the last time I transplanted memories, there was [spiritual rejection], the essence is that those memories have made me a lot more powerful, but I am actually not as powerful as I think in my memory, I am just a little bit more powerful?" ”

As he spoke, he had some doubts in his heart, when he first went to Jiang Li's territory, whether it was hand-to-hand combat, the use of weapons or the disassembly of firearms, the real level was not much different from the transplanted memory......

Lu Jun nodded and said, "It may be so, or it may just be one of the skills in my memory, and this situation has occurred." ”

"[Talent matching] is to test the values of your various talents, and then when you transplant memories, you can choose the memory model with the highest numerical similarity for transplantation."

"This kind of memory usually has a very high fit, which can well avoid the phenomenon of [mental rejection]."

While the two were talking, the flying car had slowly descended in altitude.

At the same time, a soft electronic tone sounded through the car speaker: "No. 42501, welcome back to the Binhai City Sheriff's Office." ”

"Your access is [All] ......"

"While you're away, 16 new office messages and new internal emails have been added...... Please check the ...... in time"

With a series of announcements, the flying car sped into a certain floor of the building, and after a few turns in a special tunnel-like passageway, it came to a steady stop.

Soon, a door opened at the back of the car, and the light shone in, and the window inside the door was bright and clear, and it was a small circular foyer.

Lu Jun got out of the car with Zhou Zhen, walked through the foyer, and walked into a corridor.

The corridor is flanked by signboards, uniformed staff hustling with documents and equipment, and behind the half-open office doors, there is a dense keyboard tapping and a variety of telephone voices.

Occasionally, someone noticed Lu Jun, nodded slightly, and sped up to get busy with his own business.

The whole scene looks busy and orderly.

Zhou Zhen followed Lu Jun and continued to walk forward, until the end of the corridor, there was a silver-white metal door, which blocked the way like a wall, and on the wall next to the door, there was a numeric keypad inlaid with no display screen, and there were dense monitoring and security equipment all around.

Backbite...... Backbite......

The subtle electronic sound casts a tense atmosphere around the surroundings.

Lu Jun stopped in front of the door, and very skillfully carried out the triple verification of password, sclera and fingerprint, and soon the door opened silently, and a cold air suddenly burst out from inside.

Zhou Zhen followed Lu Jun in, and with the footsteps of the two, the light slowly lit up behind the door, illuminating an empty room.

This room is very large, with a ceiling height of at least ten meters, and the surrounding walls, from the floor to the ceiling, are all metal squares.

The squares look delicate, with mecha-like parts attached to them, and seem to be difficult to open once locked.

All squares are marked with a special number.

In the middle of the room is a cocoon-shaped instrument, almost one story tall, resembling a sleeping pod, divided into two parts, the upper part pale green and the lower part pitch-black metal.

The instrument is surrounded by pipes of varying thickness, with blood vessels generally connecting to the chamber and then extending down the floor, walls, and ceiling, and submerging into a console on the left.

The console is trapezoidal, with a huge display on each side, and the buttons on the console are densely packed and dazzling.

At this moment, it was pitch black on the display, as if the machine had not started yet.

Bite!

As soon as the two of them entered the house, the door closed automatically.

Lu Jun walked quickly to the console, pressed his handprint in a sensing area, and the lid of the cocoon-shaped cabin immediately opened slowly.

The memory pod looks large, but the interior space is actually only for an adult to lie down, and there are many metal buckles in the pod to hold the body in place, and there are dense holes for injection.

Lu Jun turned on the machine for quick debugging, and said: "This is the [memory cabin], which uses the most stable [brainwave transmission] at present, and it will be safer than the last [quick-acting transplant]. ”

"Next, I will give you [Talent Matching] first, and after the matching is completed, I will directly carry out the [Memory Transplant]."

"If you're ready, take off your shoes and lie down."

Zhou Zhen nodded, and for a while, there was an inexplicable excitement in his heart...... The last time the memory was transplanted, he gave him an extra "digital domain", I don't know this time......