I may not be human [holographic]

I don't know how long time has passed, it seems to be just a short moment, and it seems to have gone through thousands of years.

Lin Zhengyan was ups and downs between waking up and falling asleep, countless fragments of memories came one after another, like cherry blossoms flying, torrential rain, falling leaves, and snow and ice.

Those strange and familiar faces, those clear but vague words, those ancient and fresh pictures... They finally found the corner where they should exist, landed safely, and pieced together his short and long first half of his life.

Among these memories, the clearest one is the smiling face of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, like a ray of sunshine, illuminating all the darkness and dispelling all the haze.

This smiling face gradually overlapped with another face, and the man with silver hair and silver eyes picked his chin with his fingertips, with a smirk on his face.

He said: "...Why don't you just come and be my destined person..."

Lin Zhengyan slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a gentle light green.

The sunlight outside the window was blocked by the gauze curtain, and it softly hit the infusion bottle beside him, reflecting a glare that was not dazzling.

It turned out that this time travel turned out to be real.

However, he is not a ray of ghost that traveled through the virtual game, but came to this unreachable time and space through this body that is almost identical to his genes.

For the time being, Lin Zhengyan didn't have the time to think clearly about the predestined relationship, the present life, and the entanglement of cause and effect. He only knew that this body should have been injured in a battle and fell into a deep coma.

There was a soft "beep" from the door of the ward, and immediately, a hale and hearty old man walked in, followed by a five or six-year-old little girl.

"Little brother! You're really awake!" Seeing Lin Zhengyan, the little girl rushed to the hospital bed, her eyes were wide open, and there was undisguised excitement in her eyes.

"That's great!" She smiled and said, "I knew Grandpa would save you! I will definitely! Little brother, do you feel any discomfort? Does your body still hurt?"

Lin Zhengyan was infected by the little girl's emotions, he opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but found that he couldn't make a sound.

"You were injured before, and you have been in a coma for nearly a year. Although there are equipments to assist you, many body functions have not recovered." The old man said slowly: "Don't rush to speak, try to speak first."

Lin Zhengyan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, tried his best to vibrate his vocal cords, and let out a vague "um".

The old man leaned over and pressed the head of the bed, folded his bed a little, took a glass of water from the nurse who followed silently, and handed it to Lin Zhengyan.

Lin Zhengyan tried to lift his hand to grab the cup, but found that he could barely lift his arm a few centimeters, and then lost his strength.

The old man brought the water glass to his lips, fed him a sip of water, and said, "You are still very weak now, you need to recover slowly, don't worry."

Lin Zhengyan nodded, and after a while, asked the first sentence: "Are you...?"

The old man said: "My name is Zhou Pei, and I am the highest person in charge of this laboratory."

As he said that, he fondly touched the head of the little girl next to him, and continued: "You saved my granddaughter from the robbers, and almost died. Your identity... the military department will not continue to support a child without a family." For a patient in a deep coma, I took it upon myself to bring you to the laboratory. Sorry, in that case, I cannot obtain your consent."

Lin Zhengyan was silent for a moment, then said, "Thank you for saving me."

Before Mr. Zhou opened his mouth, the little girl smiled and said, "It was you, little brother, who saved me first! Grandpa should have saved you!"

Lin Zhengyan looked at the lively and lovely look of the little girl, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled into a slight arc.

The little girl blinked her big eyes and asked, "Is my little brother hungry? Grandpa said that you haven't eaten real food for a long time. When you come out of the machine, you need to add normal food little by little. My little brother likes to eat What? I'll go to the restaurant and get it for you!"

Lin Zhengyan heard the little girl say this, for some reason, a very soft place in his heart was touched.

He smiled and replied in a low voice: "I like to eat...sweet ones."

The little girl slapped her hands and said happily, "I like sweet things the most too! I'm going to get you a small cake right now!"

As she spoke, she glanced at Elder Zhou, and after getting her consent, she happily ran out of the ward accompanied by the nurse.

Seeing the little girl run away, Lin Zhengyan was silent for a moment, then slowly opened his mouth, and asked Elder Zhou a second question: "Do you know... about the marriage of the Chang family?"

Elder Zhou obviously didn't expect Lin Zhengyan to ask this question.

There are obviously so many questions worth asking—where is this place?Can his body fully recover?Why is he connected to the game for treatment?Are his comrades safe?Did the federation finally catch those robbers?How did he deal with his military status after being injured and unconscious for so long?

However, he didn't ask any of these, but raised a... a question that made one completely unexpected why it would appear.

Elder Zhou hesitated for a while, then sighed, "We have no access to the Chang family's affairs. Although I heard that Mr. Chang Cheng has been rumored recently, but..."

"...Chang Cheng?"

Lin Zhengyan interrupted Mr. Zhou's words suddenly, and anxiously wanted to move forward, but because his body couldn't use his strength, he suddenly fell to the side.

Elder Zhou hurriedly supported him, and said helplessly, "Don't worry, you are very weak now, try to stay in bed as much as possible. I am still working on the rehabilitation plan here, and maybe there will be arrangements in the next two days."

Lin Zhengyan didn't care at all about whether he recovered or not. He raised his hand with all his strength, grabbed Elder Zhou's cuff, and said eagerly, "What about Chang Familiar?"

Elder Zhou was taken aback for a moment: "Chang Fan? The... third young master of the Chang family?"

Lin Zhengyan nodded, and said with a difficult voice: "Yes, he. It's not him who wants to get married?"

Elder Zhou said with a complex expression: "His injury seems to have not fully recovered, and he should still be recuperating. I can... find a relationship to help you ask."

Lin Zhengyan lay back on the pillow, slowly closed his eyes, and carefully recalled the conversation he heard before disappearing from the game.

After thinking about it twice, he only felt an unprecedented joy and anticipation in his heart.

——No, it's not him, it's not Chang'an who wants to get engaged.

If those words of Shen Xingyue Ting explain that Chang'an's brother is going to get engaged, there is no logical loophole at all!

Therefore, those words were likely to be said by Shen Xingyue to provoke him again!

Some other images suddenly appeared in his mind, Lin Zhengyan opened his eyes, looked at Elder Zhou, and asked, "I... the personal belongings I put in the company, where are they now?"

Finally asked the question he was prepared for.

Mr. Zhou breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, and said: "Although you saved my granddaughter this time, in fact, your mission to suppress the bandits failed. Only two of your comrades in arms survived, and they have already been discharged from the army. You have also been arrested. …The active-duty military status has been cancelled. I will get your things back for you, and someone will bring them to you later.”

Lin Zhengyan pursed his lips, and said, "Nothing else is important...my rookie medal, and electronic diary, are they all there?"

"It's all there." Elder Zhou got up and said, "You rest for a while, I'll ask them to fetch it for you."

At the same time, in "Star Trace Era".

Shi Changan sat on the steps leaning on the railing of the stairs, still in a daze.

Shen Xing Zhiyuan came in through the authority of the gate, was taken aback when he saw this, frowned and said, "Have you been guarding here all day again?"

When Shi Changan saw him coming in, he straightened up and asked, "Have you found it?"

Shen Xingzhiyuan didn't answer, but instead said: "You don't do anything these few days, just stay here when you play games? I heard that most of the corps affairs are basically handed over to Qiangwei and Xiaosa?"

Shi Changan was a little impatient, and asked again: "Did you find out his access address?"

Only then did Shen Xing Zhiyuan sigh, and said, "I can't find it."

Shi Changan frowned: "Why can't you find out? Even you can't find out?"

Shen Xingzhiyuan said: "His access address has a very high level of encryption. Although he finally connected to the game, his address cannot be traced back from the game company. And... I always feel that the encryption method is very familiar, It seems that it is only used by the federal secret-related military districts or confidential scientific research institutions, we have tried..."

"Wait!" Shi Changan suddenly grabbed Shen Xingyue Ting's wrist, fixed his eyes on him, and asked, "The encryption method...could be...where?"

"Secret-related military areas, or confidential scientific research institutions." Shen Xingyueting repeated, saying: "So we don't dare to pursue it rashly. We are currently trying to see if we can decode which department it is. If it doesn't work, we can only Try asking your brother for help..."

Shi Chang'an didn't seem to hear this sentence,

He was stunned for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand to call out the panel, and went offline directly.

The owner of the home was not there, Shen Xingyue Ting was forcibly evicted from the small courtyard, and stood on the street, at a loss as to what happened.

Chang Fan pulled off the gaming helmet, threw it on the ground casually, and stretched out his hand to support the armrest of the seat, trying to stand up.

But for some reason, he seemed to have lost all his strength, and his already injured legs and feet were even more inconvenient. After finally getting up from the seat, he tripped over the cables around him, and stumbled towards the door of the study.

Holding the door panel, he took a quick breath, trying to calm down the panic he was about to be able to suppress.

In his mind, there seemed to be countless voices whispering, repeating those words that he had ignored over and over again.

Even he himself didn't know why these memories, which he clearly didn't care about, were so clear in his mind, even so clear that the context was clear.

"... There is also a laboratory near the healing planet where you are, and it is facing forced closure..."

"...The direction is the directional cultivation and remodeling of nerve cells..."

"...All experimental subjects are living people..."

"...except that you need to keep your own situation strictly confidential for life..."

"...and patients in deep coma..."

"...It's all about the uninterrupted supply of the treatment cabin to survive..."

"...if the labs are closed, they are likely to face..."

"……die."

Those fragments that were originally incomprehensible were finally pieced together under the action of the last grain of sand—why did Lin Zhengyan prefer to hide himself and avoid the crowd at first?Why can't he change the pain, and can't control the time of going online and offline?Why does he show that sad expression when he mentions reality?Why... Even though the love is so deep, I still keep running away?

All the problems were solved under the influence of this last piece of the puzzle, but this result was something Chang Fan didn't want to see at all.

——No, it's impossible.

Lin Zheng said, it is impossible to die like this, no!

Chang Fan stretched out his hand against the door of the study, but suddenly he didn't have the courage to open it.

He turned around and sat on the ground leaning against the door, hesitated for a moment, turned on the communication on the bracelet, and said in a trembling voice, "Connect... Qin Yan."

Soon, the video connection was connected. Qin Yan was wearing a research uniform and looked over from the screen.

"Chang Shao, what do you need from me?"

Chang Fan tried hard to hold back the hot eyes, gritted his teeth, and asked, "Have you been in contact with your teacher recently? How is his laboratory...?"

Qin Yan said: "I'm sorry, Chang Shao. After that time, the teacher didn't contact me again. I sent him a message, but he never answered. But there is no bad news in our circle, so, it should be It won't... a big accident... right."

As he spoke, his voice became lower and lower, and his expression was obviously a little surprised.

After being silent for a while, he asked cautiously, "Chang Shao, what's wrong with you?"

"I am fine."

After finishing speaking, Chang Fan cut off the communication without waiting for Qin Yan to reply.

He wiped his face, took a few deep breaths, and forced himself to calm down.

It wasn't until his heart stopped trembling that he got up and pushed open the door, came to the door of the guest bedroom on the first floor, raised his hand and knocked.

Not long after, the door opened, and a man of similar stature and appearance stood there with arms folded.

Seeing the familiarity outside the door, the man couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

"Oh, it's you." Chang Cheng said slowly, "I'm addicted to games, and refused to pick up my spaceship in the morning. Why, what do you want me to do now?"

Chang Fan is too lazy to respond to Chang Cheng's verbal provocation now, and directly asks the topic: "I told you about a secret laboratory before, researching neural aspects...I want to ask you...how did you deal with it in the end?"

Chang Cheng took a closer look at his younger brother's expression, as if he had discovered something interesting, he suddenly laughed, and raised his hand to gently stroke his chin.

After a long pause, he had appreciated enough of the uncontrollable tension and apprehension on Chang Wan's face, and then he said solemnly: "Ah, that kind of laboratory that disregards human life is of course ordered to close down."