"Virtual reality?" Mo Qiong cursed inwardly.
"As a young man, you should understand, right? Through nerve transduction, various senses are directly transmitted to the brain, so you don't really need to see, hear, or touch. You can still see, hear, and touch … "Dr. Sang said.
Mo Qiong was shocked. "Technology is that advanced?"
Dr. Sang's old voice laughed, then said, "Many technologies are not for civilian use. On one hand, the cost of the technology is too high. On the other hand, technology for the general public needs to be updated step by step, and can't be explosively popularized.
"Take what you're seeing now as an example. At first, did you think David was next door?
"Computers are actually the latest graphics cards, more than a decade ahead of civilian graphics cards. This so-called decade isn't the time for research and development. Research and development only takes three years. But these three years of progress have to be divided into more than ten generations to be distributed to society … "
Mo Qiong raised his eyebrows. "There's clearly the latest, but they have to divide it into several batches with minor performance enhancements, and spend more than ten years to sell …"
Shady, graphics card companies were really shady.
Dr. Sang seemed to have seen through his thoughts and laughed. "The latest ones cost a few hundred thousand each. Do you want to buy them? Technology can't be stopped, but society needs time to adapt. Alright, there are countless people worrying about the world's economy. Now you just need to answer if you're willing to accept the virtual reality test. "
Mo Qiong maintained his smile. What mental resistance did he have?
No, to be honest, his ability to break dreams was indeed mental resistance.
This was one of the many aspects of the Absolute Hit characteristic. Breaking dreams was one of the types of mental resistance.
However, virtual reality wasn't like dreaming.
When dreaming, one didn't know that they were dreaming, so when breathing, they directly used real matter to break the dream.
But in virtual reality, his consciousness should be clear, so he could control whether he wanted to break it or not.
As long as he thought about the other world or himself when breathing, he could experience virtual reality.
"How do I do it?"
Mo Qiong thought, but he had already agreed.
He had to do it. If he didn't, these people would continue to be suspicious and monitor him.
Rather than that, he might as well take the risk.
Soon, the man in the white coat pushed a small cart in. There was a complicated device in the cart. The device had many connecting wires attached to the back of his neck and waist.
"Relax and face it calmly. This technology is very mature and won't harm the human body," Dr. Sang said.
"What will I feel? Was this a game? Or what? "Mo Qiong asked.
"Games can't be done yet. AI technology can't be done yet. You can't even interact with it. You can probably treat it as a tour. Where do you want to go? You can choose a place you haven't been to before … "Dr. Sang said.
Mo Qiong thought to himself, 'So that's how it is, a live-action movie?'
Therefore, he casually said, "Mars."
"…" Dr. Sang was silent for two seconds before he said, "We only have materials from Earth."
Mo Qiong said, "Oh, Jingjue Ancient City."
"…" Professor Sang paused again and said, "Fantasy places are not good."
"Then Pompeii …" Before Mo Qiong could finish, Professor Sang immediately added, "It has to be a place where environmental materials can be collected from modern Earth …"
"Okay … the White House," Mo Qiong said.
Professor Sang didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Can't you choose a more ordinary place?"
"You asked me to choose. I thought I could choose anywhere … Can we go to the South Pole?" Mo Qiong said.
"Yes, close your eyes."
Mo Qiong quickly closed his eyes. Immediately after, he felt a biting cold wind that was bone-chilling.
He opened his eyes and was surprised to find a world covered in ice and snow. The wind howled, and the sky was gloomy and gray. The sun couldn't be seen.
Not far away, there was a black mass of penguins. They were standing together, their butts facing him for warmth.
"So cold …" Mo Qiong was shivering from the cold. He squatted on the spot and didn't want to do anything.
After about a minute, when he blinked again, he was back in that room. He was still sitting on the chair.
Only the bone-chilling cold remained in his body and was slowly fading.
"How … How was it?" Mo Qiong asked as he rubbed his body.
He didn't break this illusion. When he mentioned Mars, he had already thought it through. There was no need to deliberately disguise it.
He broke the illusion because he didn't know that he was dreaming and unintentionally broke it.
Since that was the case, during the test, he could still control his ability.
He let the illusion break become an inexplicable passive characteristic, a characteristic that only targeted dreams when his consciousness wasn't clear.
What was the point of breaking a virtual reality? This would only make his anomaly's scope of influence even larger.
He finally understood Lan Baishe's nature. The more normal his situation was, the more controllable his performance was, the more Lan Baishe would treat him like a normal person.
It didn't matter if he couldn't explain it, because anomalies were originally unexplainable. Who could explain why David was born without sleep? Lan Baishe must have tried to understand it, but he definitely couldn't find anything.
He was only passively breaking the illusion, which meant that he was a normal person most of the time. He only had the effect of spiritual resistance under certain circumstances.
Regardless of whether he was hiding something or not, Lan Baishe would still treat him well in this situation. Because he didn't erupt with any harm, and his personality didn't have any violent tendencies.
Although Mo Qiong took advantage of this, he was deeply grateful. He was grateful that order was king in this organization.
"We've stopped the test. Although we've lowered the reality of the cold, if we continue, it'll be equivalent to a pain simulation. Willpower training … Mo Qiong, are you willing to accept a real pain simulation?" Dr. Sang asked.
Mo Qiong was stunned. "A real pain simulation?"
"Yes, we haven't found your spiritual resistance yet. Perhaps your sense of danger isn't enough, after all, the deep dive into a nightmare is very painful" Dr. Sang said.
"Are you going to simulate the extreme suffocation and extreme water pressure?" Mo Qiong asked.
"No, the level of a deep dive into a nightmare is too intense. The level I'm referring to is probably the level of our members' basic willpower training. If this level can't trigger your spiritual resistance, then there's no need to test a higher level, because the basic training level is already comparable to the majority of real life's crisis pressure "Dr. Sang said.
Mo Qiong took a deep breath. "Then let's do it. I've already experienced the deep dive into a nightmare, why would I be afraid of this?"
"You can reconsider, because this time we'll create a sense of despair. If your willpower is weak, you might suffer from a mental illness, but … we have professional psychological counseling …" Dr. Sang said.
"A sense of despair? This is your member's training program, right? I want to give it a try "Mo Qiong said seriously. He really wanted to know about the training program to develop a member's willpower.
"Okay, close your eyes. It will start in about three seconds" Dr. Sang said.
Hearing this, Mo Qiong closed his eyes again.
After silently counting to three, he suddenly felt a wave of weakness …
It was a feeling of incomparable weakness and weariness.
Immediately after, he felt a cold clamp clamping his tail … it was very painful …
"Tail? Why do I have a tail? "
Mo Qiong was definitely not mistaken. He could feel whether or not he had a tail. When a person really had a tail and it was being pulled, he could clearly feel the feeling of his tail being pulled.
He forced his eyes open and was immediately surprised to find that he was being held by a large hand by his tail with a clamp, hanging upside down in mid-air.
It was a person, a middle-aged man who was smiling while holding his tail, lifting him to the top of a large plastic box.
"I'm … a mouse?" Mo Qiong stared at his small eyes, and he could see his own pink body.
It was pink and soft, without any hair, and it was even slightly translucent to see the meridians under his skin.
His body was curled up, and he could not even stretch his limbs. He was obviously a newborn mouse.
Pain, there was only pain. Whether it was the cold wind blowing through his skin that was as thin as a cicada's wing, or the rough clamp hurting him, he could only passively endure it.
"Huala."
The middle-aged man opened the plastic box and reached inside with the clamp.
"I'm a pet mouse? Is this the little nest he prepared for me? I have to nest with a group of mice? "Mo Qiong thought.
However, he quickly realized that the so-called willpower training of a member was beyond his expectations.
"It's time to eat, Little Black." The middle-aged man smiled.
Mo Qiong felt the clamp open, and he fell directly into a place filled with sand. The rough sand caused his pink skin to be covered with blood clots.
Immediately after, a cold feeling attacked him. He saw in horror that a large snake was entrenched not far away, sticking out its tongue to sense if there was something extra in the environment.
"F * ck f * ck f * ck …" Mo Qiong looked at the hungry snake, and felt an unprecedented fear shrouding him.
However, he couldn't even move. Not to mention standing up, he couldn't even lie down on his stomach.
He was only a newborn mouse, an existence that was born to be fed to the snake.
He was extremely weak, and even if he used all his strength, he could only twist slightly. However, this kind of twisting only showed that he was a living thing.
"Hiss hiss …" The large snake seemed to have noticed him. It slid and hit the plastic board, then slid along the board.
Mo Qiong was so weak that he could not even turn his body. When the snake's head was behind him, he could not even turn around to look. He could only tremble.
How helpless was a newborn rat in the face of a cold-blooded snake?
Run? No way. He would be lucky if he could even turn his body.
Mo Qiong, who was at the peak of despair, knew that this was virtual reality, so he could keep destroying the atmosphere of fear and maintain his rationality.
However, the fear of not knowing when it would pounce on him and swallow him still lingered.
If he wanted to end all of this, he only needed to break this illusion. However, Mo Qiong resisted. He would fight to the end. He had chosen this himself.
"F * ck you, Lele. Bite me!" Mo Qiong waited for a long time, but the snake did not bite him.
He could only see the snake's tail, but not its head. He could not predict when the cold-blooded snake would pounce on him.
Just as he was on tenterhooks in this hopeless atmosphere, the uncle became impatient and scolded, "Are you blind? It's right here. Why can't you find it? Hurry up and eat. "
Mo Qiong was stunned. He secretly cursed the snake for being blind. His body temperature was very close to the environment. Unless the snake's tongue touched him, it would be very difficult for it to find him.
Just as he was thinking, he saw the snake slide past from the other side. Its cold scales rubbed against his back, but it still did not notice him.
This stupid snake circled around the edge of the box. He did not know what it was looking for.
"A domesticated snake is …" Before Mo Qiong could finish his thought, he felt a sharp pain. Then, the world turned upside down.
The uncle used a clip to poke him, causing him to flip a few times. He rubbed away many stones and hit the snake's face.
"Ugh!" Mo Qiong's heartstrings were stretched to the limit.
"Gah …" He saw the snake bite him at lightning speed. His fear reached its peak, but he could not do anything. He could only tremble violently.
The snake's mouth sucked, and he fell into the fishy abyss. His body was crushed.
Everything happened in a flash.
In the blink of an eye, he jumped up from the chair. His whole body was covered in sweat.
"F * ck …" The coldness and pain were still spreading through his body.
He was not afraid of snakes, but when he was a fetus, he saw the world from a different perspective. When he was a human, he never thought that snakes were so cold and disgusting.
There was also the fear of being sent to the snake's mouth and the helplessness he felt. The whole process created despair. It was something he could never experience when he was a human.
Mo Qiong touched his body and sat back in the chair. He tried to calm himself down.
At this moment, he felt incomparably safe. It was the happiness of being born a human.
"Are you okay?" Dr. Sang asked.
"This is your willpower training? How … despairing … "Mo Qiong muttered in a low voice.
Dr. Sang continued: "Facing a truly terrifying anomaly, it would only be more despairing than this. Overcoming fear, not giving in to helplessness, and maintaining the will to fight even in the most despairing moment is a compulsory course for all club members "
"This is still elementary? Then what's the higher level? "Mo Qiong asked.
"You can still speak normally. In fact, I've wanted to end it a few times already, but I found that you still haven't reached your limit … Most club members would be mentally traumatized after their first willpower training, they wouldn't be able to perform better than you. Your willpower is top-notch" Dr. Sang sighed emotionally.
"Is that so … I don't want to do anything right now, I just want to bask in the sun …" Mo Qiong was telling the truth.
Dr. Sang told him: "That's fine. In fact, I don't plan to continue either. Your mental resistance won't be triggered even under the pressure of danger, perhaps it's related to your consciousness"
"We'll talk about it later. I still have a lot of work to do. Just follow my assistant to make a record and you can go"
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