Power output structure diagrams, transmission structure diagrams, nozzle design diagrams, all kinds of drawings with different sizes and different uses appeared. Just like the slides shown by Professor Zhou of Ewha University during his lectures, they flashed before his eyes one by one, appearing and disappearing. However, the scope of these drawings was obviously much wider than the scope of the university professors.
In addition to the drawings, there were also endless scenery films. The Federation photographers used different angles to take different still images, all of which were breathtakingly beautiful. Especially the pictures of the Federation's major planets taken from spaceships, they were even more awe-inspiring.
There were also flowers, all kinds of flowers.
There were also women, all kinds of women.
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Xu Le was half leaning on the hospital bed. The hospital bed could automatically adjust its height, so it was more comfortable to lie down. However, he stared at his thigh that was still sealed by the white plastic and suspended on the metal frame like a white cement stick. There was no expression of comfort on his face. Instead, he felt like he had seen a ghost. His expression was unusually ugly.
Because at this time, there was a red flower in full bloom on his thigh.
At this time, Xu Le could clearly see that this picture did not appear on the white plastic. Instead, it appeared in a certain area of his brain related to the optic nerve. Then, it appeared in his perception as a flower bloomed on his retina.
This was already the patient Xu Le's seventeenth day in the hospital. His epilepsy did not seem to have recurred. At least, the doctor did not hear the bell ring or hear his own report that he had hallucinations again.
Although in fact, the hallucinations were always there.
When the structure diagram turned into a picture of the mine, Xu Le knew that things were serious. This was definitely not epilepsy. These images that appeared in front of his eyes like miracles seemed to have a mind of their own and could appear and disappear according to his strong emotional will.
Xu Le was in the lonely ward at that time. He missed his hometown, the Donglin Region. Therefore, the picture of the Donglin planet's mine from the universe appeared in front of his eyes.
In the middle of the night, when there was no one around, Xu Le forcibly suppressed the fear and uneasiness in his heart and silently carried out many experiments again. He found that when his will was strong enough, some images related to his will would appear in front of his eyes, such as the mountain, the dog, and the woman.
The abnormal discharge of neurons in the gray matter of the cerebral cortex was absolutely impossible to control. She had never heard of epilepsy patients being able to make the electrical discharge in their brain work according to their own thoughts, as if they were accessing a database … unless they were taking drugs.
What exactly happened? Xu Le thought about it silently for many days, but he still couldn't figure it out. Since he was sure that it wasn't a hallucination caused by epilepsy, he didn't tell the experts in the First Military General Hospital the truth because he was very worried.
When he realized that the strangeness in his brain had little to do with epilepsy, he immediately thought of the so-called "muscle spasms" that had been monitored by the hospital. It was the power in his body that was repairing itself. It was the trembling that Xu Le was incomparably familiar with. However, he was able to successfully control the trembling under his skin. When he was asleep or unconscious, it continued to operate on its own.
This was Xu Le's secret, not a symptom caused by epilepsy.
Regardless of the dissuasion of the hospital experts, he insisted on removing all the monitoring equipment during his sleep at night and unplugging all the electrodes on his body. Otherwise, if someone really found out the real reason for his muscle fibrillary spasms, who knew how much trouble it would cause.
These days, Xu Le alone and silently resisted the images in his eyes. He told himself that all of this was an illusion and that it wouldn't scare him …
However, after gradually getting used to the images that appeared with his will, even if they weren't illusions, he was a little numb. After all, these images didn't really turn him into a lunatic.
Those images didn't appear in his eyes at any time. Instead, it required Xu Le to be extremely focused on certain aspects of the content. Then, these images would be pulled out from his mind and presented before his eyes.
If those images really appeared in his eyes at any time, Xu Le could guarantee that his nerves, which were stronger than the average person's, would not collapse. Because that would mean that as long as he opened his eyes, he would constantly see two completely different images, one real and one fake.
Wouldn't that be the picture-in-picture function of the legendary antique television? Or the monstrous hero with two pupils in an even more ancient myth?
In the middle of the night, when there was no one around, he tried many times. With the fastest speed, he desperately tried to recall all the images that could be pulled out in his mind. He confirmed that those were not his knowledge, his memories. He silently looked at the flower on his leg. Xu Le knew that his eyes weren't playing tricks on him. Instead, it was his eyes that gave birth to a flower, or someone planted a flower in his mind.
It had been a few days since he fell into the unknown uneasiness and fear. Xu Le forced himself to calmly analyze all the things that had happened since he fell into a coma. After eliminating the possibility that the hospital had used him as an experiment, he naturally flipped through the memories that were dormant in his mind. It was the memory of the black dream after he fell into a coma.
Yes, all of the images seemed to be familiar. They all came from the strange and absurd dream after he fell into a coma. He vaguely understood something, but still didn't understand anything. He didn't know when and by whom these images were poured into his mind. Why were they so different from normal memory images? Why could they appear so clearly and vividly in front of his eyes?
Xu Le's hand gradually and gently touched the back of his neck. He carefully stroked that small piece of skin.
After a long silence, he confirmed that there should be something wrong with this chip. When the heat flow in his body turned into a huge burst of energy, it caused some kind of damage to the chip. The damaged chip uncontrollably released pulses or electric currents, causing abnormal discharge in his cerebral cortex. This caused him to enter that strange black dream after he fell into a coma. Furthermore, it was deeply imprinted in his mind, causing those images to appear in front of his eyes …
But the problem was, could it be that the chip itself stored those things? How could he get out of this situation? Could it be that he had to change the chip from the bracelet and start a new life? But the damage to his brain had already become a reality. Would it be useful to change the chip? Would he become a real idiot in the future because of the abnormal discharge in his brain? Although it wasn't epilepsy, it seemed that the current situation was more terrible than epilepsy!
Xu Le stared at the snow-white ceiling. His facial features were slightly twisted in pain. He kept cursing Uncle Feng Yu in his heart. Fake products killed people.
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Perhaps it was because Xu Le had followed Uncle Feng Yu and practiced the horse stance and those strange postures for many years, but his physical fitness was already much better than the average person's. Thus, the injuries on his body healed very quickly. This was especially true for his comminuted thigh bone. On the daily photo transmissions, those cracks seemed to be gathering together at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This made the doctors in the general hospital click their tongues in wonder. If they didn't know that this patient's origins were a little strange and his background was a little shocking, perhaps they really would have thought of asking Xu Le to cooperate with their research.
Those tubes inserted into Xu Le's body had long been removed. In just one month since he had been admitted to the hospital, the penetrating wounds left by those military firearms had basically healed. After all, the bones were not injured. Those muscle fibers that had been torn apart and charred by the high-speed rotating bullets had already healed. Only a few pink traces of new skin remained on his skin. The thigh bone that had been fractured by the mecha's recoil couldn't heal so quickly, but at this time, Xu Le could at least sit in a wheelchair and relax in the beautiful environment of the general hospital.
He wasn't afraid of loneliness or loneliness, but he didn't like those snow-white walls and ceilings in the ward. This was because every time he was alone, he couldn't help but try to use the snow-white ceiling as the background and pull out those memory fragments in his mind, playing them like a slide show for himself.
As he played, he felt fear, but he couldn't stop even if he wanted to. Xu Le felt like a pitiful person who was addicted to drugs.
Shaking his head, Xu Le's face flushed red with embarrassment. He quickly stopped looking at those images of all kinds of women in his mind. These images were too clear and too realistic. It was like looking at a porn magazine.
As long as he thought about it, he would be able to see the endlessly tempting porn. And it wasn't the usual imagination that flooded the minds of most men, but real images. What kind of realm was this? This was the true meaning of lust!
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Xu Le, who was new to the relationship between a man and a woman, could barely control his desire to peek at the "Portrait of a Thousand Women" in the corner of his mind. However, he naturally thought of his girlfriend. At least in his mind, she was still his girlfriend. Whether it was the fear of his brain's abnormal condition, the stimulation he received, or the loneliness brought about by long-term hospital life, they all made him very eager to see Zhang Xiaomeng. The relationship between a man and a woman was nothing more than external factors that stimulated growth. Not to mention, Xu Le was facing pressure from all sides at this time.
From the moment she found out that Xu Le was injured, Zhang Xiaomeng had already prepared to leave for Jingzhou. After experiencing the failure and disappointment of the Double Moon Festival ball, the non-professional spy girl obviously hadn't learned her lesson. She still subconsciously saw herself as a normal person. Knowing that the man she liked was injured, of course, she couldn't sit still on campus.
However, due to Xu Le's abnormal condition, Zhang Xiaomeng's arrival was delayed for a long time. It wasn't until a few days ago that Xu Le became numb to the strange phenomenon caused by the abnormal power generation in his brain. Moreover, he really couldn't suppress his longing for Zhang Xiaomeng. The two agreed to meet at the hospital on the 14th.
However, just as he was about to call Zhang Xiaomeng to confirm when she would arrive in Jingzhou, his phone received a text message from an unknown number.
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