Human on a Chip Project

The author has something to say: the commander in the following text is buried in the thread of Chapter 7.There are not many mentions there, and I am afraid that few people can remember it. I love to help: he is from a certain military base, and he is in charge of monitoring space vibrations.In Chapter 7, it is written that the commander's troops detected space vibrations, implying that it is related to Xiaonan's activities in time, and that the commander wants to leak secrets to someone.

Another: Theoretical knowledge is all nonsense!

The commander returned to the dormitory, took off the uniform that was almost like a skin, took a quick shower, and then dug out a set of casual clothes from the bottom of the cabinet to put on.When he looked in the mirror, he still had a serious face with clear rewards and punishments.Fortunately, he could vaguely remember that he was a living person.

After driving out of the base, he drove all the way to the nearest big city, and found a very popular food truck restaurant on the side of the road.

It was dinner time, the restaurant was booming, and the greasy smoke was full of noisy chatter and laughter.

The commander breathed a sigh of relief at the door, feeling alive again.

He casually sat at the bar, ordered the first hamburger set on the menu, and then blanked his mind, watching the chefs behind the bar skillfully flipping burgers, toasting bread, french fries, cooking hot dogs, and then assembling various ingredients in the Together, they are glued together by using an exaggerated amount of seasoning sauce, placed on a tray, and disappear to each table.

very nice.

Ordinary Coke is poured into a cheap glass, half a glass of ice cubes, and a straw, accompanied by the smell of poor-quality barbecue and the sound of sizzling oil, it is more moist than ever.

"Is there any progress with K-2 and J-2?"

The Coke in his hand almost fell to the ground.

The commander tilted his head, trying to make sure that the words were addressed to him and what he meant.

The speaker seemed to have been sitting there when he came - he wasn't sure, he wasn't paying attention.Yes, that's how it should be, the man has eaten half of his dinner.

"You sent the message. Don't be too surprised, you're starting to attract attention."

The commander was at a loss, so he could only stare at Coke, trying to keep his face expressionless.

what happened?The restaurant he picked at random, the seat he picked at random, why would anyone wait?

"Here, have some chips while we wait. I can't finish them anyway."

The tray was pushed between the two of them.Although the golden French fries are cold, they look very firm, and it can be imagined that the taste should be okay.

The commander finally pretended to be a little more natural, and turned to look at the speaker again.

He was unremarkable in appearance, wearing a T-shirt, jeans, and a coat spread out on a bar stool, with neither occupation nor any particular past.If you have to remember, the eyeballs are an emotionless gray, which makes them particularly uncomfortable to stare at.

"Okay then. Sorry for the quarrel. Have a nice evening." The tray was pulled back again.But at the same time, the commander "heard" that person's voice in his mind, saying another sentence: "What is the specific situation?"

Data from memory comes naturally to the mind.Of course, usually he will consider whether to say it, how much to say, and how to say it.But now it's all gone.

This person is a super nervous system ability.

Since you can transmit thoughts into his brain, you can naturally "see" what he is thinking.The commander's heart almost stopped beating.

The person who was arguing with him had already turned around and continued to eat dinner, with the corner of his mouth raised.

"Did you check the energy changes around you at that time?"

Checked, but no, or the change is lower than the minimum detection level of the instrument.

The commander couldn't stop his brain's automatic response to the question, and anxiously clenched his fists on the bar.He wanted to leave immediately, but "heard" the following sentence: "It's useless to go, you just sat next to me just now, and it will be the same later."

"I have no malicious intentions," the man saw the commander hesitated, and then "sound transmission": "I just don't want to be discovered because you are too surprised and nervous. So what is your next plan?"

The commander tried his best to focus on the cook, but he couldn't hold it back.It's all because the boss's order is too simple, just "observe again".

He almost cursed.

"Since you joined the organization and took the initiative to send messages, why are you so defensive now?"

Because you hacked into my brain, bastard!

"I've said it all, it's for concealment. And look at how fast this communication is. I'm not interested in anything other than business. As long as you don't want to, I don't know."

The things that I didn't want anyone to know flashed by like a blowout, and I couldn't stop them.

The stranger resisted, and finally he laughed, sporadic food sprayed from his nostrils.

The commander's dinner came at this time. The cook looked at the guest who seemed to be about to kill him, but he didn't dare to speak, and almost dropped the plate and took a few steps back.

— Well, who are you?

It's better to focus on "business".

"Carlo, the person in charge of this matter. The higher-ups value it very much and say they must find someone as soon as possible."

——So the space vibration is caused by one person?

"Yes. Now this person is missing and is wanted by country H. The situation is not good. I have to find him before others get it."

——If it’s not good, it’s not good. What’s wrong with me?

"Of course. Among the people we cooperate with, you are the only one who has access to the space vibration and energy vortex detector."

—Damn it!Why should I continue to cooperate?

"Because I can control you."

In the darkness at the edge of City S, the tin houses are like grains of sand in a pile of dust.

The bed is a single bed, even if it seems to be slightly larger than the normal size, two big men have to squeeze it when using it at the same time.

The ground is mud, which starts to get wet during the rainy nights.

There are no chairs or stools in the house.In fact, the only place to sit was the bed.

It's really doable.

Nan Yiming had no choice but to think about setting up a bedside, but no matter what, he still woke up and lay down first.

Chen Xuan seemed to be more seriously ill, and even woke up in a daze.He didn't move, and directly pulled him into the quilt.

Nan Yiming pouted.Didn't you make it clear last night?Just helping each other, nothing else, no sequel.What are you going to do now?

Chen Xuan muttered something, and tightened his arms.

A few days?I let you sleep in my arms every night, I'm used to it, right?

push.Instead, Chen Xuan narrowed his eyes and kissed him.

Nan Yiming was a little anxious, so he covered his mouth with his hand and got stuck between the two of them.

"Don't infect me!"

Chen Xuan's eyes were inset with a slightly wider slit, and the eyes that will be revealed are very dissatisfied.He seemed to give the culprit an awkward look, retreated to the next best thing, buried his head in the crook of the man's neck, dawdled, found the most comfortable position, and turned off the light.In the end, he didn't forget to lick his neck, and he was satisfied to hear a light gasp that was not fully suppressed, and closed his eyes.

There are no street lights around, and the moonlight and stars are blocked behind dark clouds, so you can't see your fingers in the house.

Nan Yiming seemed to be bullied by a big cat that ignored his own size and insisted on playing tricks. He froze for a while before he forced himself to get used to the reality.Habit, not acceptance!

Okay, if you can't escape, just treat it as taking care of the sick.

The raindrops are not lazy, ticking on the roof non-stop.The cold wind still whimpered and squeezed in through the gap.

...In the cold and rainy night of despair, being hugged firmly and warmly is actually the luckiest thing, right?

Nan Yiming stretched his free hand to the back of the man who had fallen asleep again, fumbled to tuck his feet under the quilt.

He stared at the invisible roof, tired but not at all sleepy.

It is only now that I realize that everything went smoothly in my life before time travel.Of course, it is not all smooth sailing, but the difficulties you encounter, looking back, are at most comparable to your own ability and hard work, and you can always overcome them if you work hard. The word "powerless" has never appeared in his dictionary.

"Adversity" means that no matter how hard you try, you can't see hope.

Just after time travelling, he hasn't realized how bad the situation is, and he still has the heart to fight hard.

At that time, he felt that a big man could not support himself?In fact, without this person's abilities and understanding of the world, it would be really difficult for him to move forward, let alone other things.

He looked at the meal ticket that was nestled in his arms, and was a little worried.

Chen Xuan's ability is estimated to be high-level, or even super-level. Correspondingly, his immunity will be even worse. At the age of 25, he doesn't know if he can get rid of this cold.

That's why it's good for him.

Correct.

The person in his arms moved.

By the way, is weak willpower one of the symptoms of losing the chip?

Chips... probably the most fatal blow.

The chip has been used for several years, and no matter how careful it is, the brain will become dependent on the implanted aids, and its own functions will degrade.

He reckoned that losing the chip would be like hitting the head in a car accident—very serious, the kind of loss of vital brain functions.

Fortunately, perhaps because he really had miraculous recovery ability, he regained roughly control of his body within a few hours, and everything seemed normal on the surface.Even the "special ability" has not changed at present.

These are all ok.Those who have not fully recovered can take their time.

The trouble is, right now the brain doesn't feel like its own.It's hard to picture, or even feel precisely.

Many feelings, thoughts and reactions, looking back and analyzing, just seem a little abnormal.

And there is always a question in my heart, doubting every little cognition and decision of myself all the time.

I don't know what the long-term impact of losing the chip will be, and when it will happen.The panic about the unknown future turned out to be scary.

That's probably how madness comes about.

Thinking about what he has seen in this world, and the horrors he has not seen, maybe this is the so-called karma of reincarnation, evil will be rewarded with evil.

Nan Yiming had never faced such a situation before, and was so depressed that he wanted to vomit.

The man in his arms sneezed in his sleep.Nan Yiming wiped the two of them with his sleeve helplessly.

Since he came to this world, this person has been worrying about himself, which is probably the reason why he is too sick now.

Such a status quo, accompanied by Chen Xuan's good intentions, might cause him some misunderstandings, which is not right.

I am no longer the person who dares to take on anything and can afford it.

When Chen Xuan woke up, he was the only one in the room.A note was drawn from the bedside: There is rice in the pot.

He jumped up, enduring the soreness in his bones and got out of bed, and was surprised to find that he was naked under the quilt.

He turned around in a hurry, rummaged for a long time and found the bath towel he bought yesterday and wrapped it around his waist, opened the door and stuck his head out to look.

What a useless move!If the person has gone, what are the chances that he is still in sight? !

He slammed the door and went back to the house, dizzy from this action, so he had to stand against the wall for a while.

How to do?How to do?How to do?

If his body wasn't as soft as noodles, he would definitely be spinning around in place.

The door opened.

"What are you doing? Lie back!"

Nan Yiming walked in as if nothing had happened, wearing a mask and hood, with his sleeves rolled over his elbows.

The advantage of a small room is that two people can stand facing each other without moving.

Chen Xuan immediately gave him a big bear hug, panting and asked, "Where have you been?"

Nan Yiming tried to break free, but even though the man was sick, his strength was still greater than his own.

"Wash the clothes. Let go first."

"...Aren't you going to leave?"

"..."

"Ok?"

"No. Do you want to leave and do laundry?"

"...don't go."

"..."

Willpower is also particularly weak when you are seriously ill.It is easy to say what you usually want to hide, or what you feel is unnecessary until a certain critical moment.And the dependence on the people around has increased significantly.

Dr. Nan tried to understand the current situation through theoretical knowledge.

"Let me go first and let me wipe my pants."

Chen Xuan looked down and saw that Nan Yiming's trousers were almost completely wet, and the trousers were dripping, as if a basin of water had been spilled on his body.Only then did he let go of his hand, passing the bath towel around his waist by the way.

Nan Yiming didn't know whether to look up or down, so he turned his face away and ordered: "Lie on the bed and cover yourself with the quilt."

The naked one is a bit strange, he has hugged it, touched it, and stripped it naked, why don't you dare to look at it now?

But it's really cold to stand like this.

After making sure that the person who turned into brown sugar as soon as he got up did so, Nan Yiming took the towel away from his face and bent over to suck the water from his trouser legs.

"Why do you want to do laundry?"

"Three sets of clothes for two people. I don't need to wash and change. The weather is good today, I hope I can do it tonight." Take a shower and change into clean clothes, at least you can feel more comfortable. "Your backyard is quite big. It would be much more convenient if you can connect a running water tap."

"……sorry."

Nan Yiming rolled his eyes inwardly, but didn't answer, he wiped his dry hands and placed them on the patient's forehead.I don't have a fever yet.

He bit his lip.It is not a good sign to be so sick that the body does not respond to nonsense.

"how do you feel?"

The hand was caught, sandwiched between the two palms, and could not be taken back.

"I feel really bad, and I'm always afraid of you leaving. But I won't force you to leave if you really want to. That's better than just staying because you pity me..."

Nan Yiming was short of breath from his stickiness, and said impatiently: "Don't talk nonsense! At this point, I don't dislike any conditions. You don't need me to pity you."

Seeing that Chen Xuan seemed to be sad after hearing this, Nan Yiming said harshly: "I want to use you. Don't worry?"

After speaking, he withdrew his hand from the ignorant Chen Xuan, turned around and handed over a bowl of porridge.

"Eat fast! Rest after eating and recover soon."

Chen Xuan looked at the bowl. The rice porridge with minced meat and vegetables was warm, neither thick nor thin. The rice grains just spread out and blended with the water. The minced meat was really even. The green vegetables were finely chopped and green, with a thin layer of oil on top .

He looked at the expression of the person who was willing to cook and wash clothes, and he felt that the subtext was: Get well soon and get up and work for me!