I couldn't help but touch my face, it felt very real, and the stubble that hadn't been shaved all day was still prickly.

Is this a dream or is it being studied?

Why am I not lying on the bed projecting the image in my brain, but I am observing it, or does everyone think so? I turned my head and looked at the door opposite the room. Sure enough, when I looked at the door,

Didi, the door to the room opened automatically, but there was still a gap.

I ran over quickly and opened the door.

Nothing.

I looked diagonally across again.

The door opened, and there was a person lying inside, exactly like the one I saw before.

Are only the rooms on the right hand side occupied and the rooms on the left hand side empty?

In order to confirm this decision, I checked all the rooms here, but the order of rehearsals was a bit messy. The ninth room on the right was empty, and the tenth room was occupied.

I'm almost going crazy with this disorder.

etc.

Just when I was scratching my head and almost going crazy, I suddenly remembered that when I entered the ninth room from the eighth room, what I was thinking in my heart was whether there was no one in the ninth room and only the tenth room.

Does the change of scene happen with the change of my heart?

I quickly looked at the picture projected on the screen in the tenth room.

I finally noticed a difference in the square room in the picture. I found that the right wall of the square seemed different from the previous three sides. The wall here was dirtier than the other three sides. My hand slowly touched this wall.

, and on the way, he bent his fingers and tapped the wall from time to time.

Thump thump thump.

The sound in the middle of the wall was clear and hollow, and it didn't sound like reinforced concrete, but like glass.

This thought made me excited, and I quickly rushed into the room, unplugged the wires, and smashed the instrument against the wall.

Wow.

The instrument was bounced back, but a circle of ripples was created when the force was applied. There was a buzzing sound of electricity all around, and the circuits on the wall changed color back and forth as if they were being pumped.

This wall is also a double-sided screen, but the color of the wall is not painted with paint, but is actually an image simulated by intelligence.

This discovery made me happy and even more frightened. I didn’t know if this was a picture I constructed in my mind or if it was real, and I didn’t know what would be behind the wall. But the arm that hit the wall was also numb with shock. If the brain

Shouldn't the pattern you constructed by yourself have no feeling? How can it feel so real?

Despite this, it seems that the only way for me is to smash the wall, because in this sealed space, I can only be in a daze or collapse. Maybe after smashing the wall, I will encounter a robot guard, and then use the robot ban. I can't do anything.

If you don't do it, you will be scared to death.

There is something in this wall that can only be known if it is smashed. This is Schrödinger's wall.

one time

twice

Three times

The ripples became deeper and deeper. Finally, after an attack, there was a "click" sound, and a hole was made in the glass wall. I took a deep breath, slowly approached, and carefully placed my eyes on the hole.

It's quite dark inside, with only a ray of light coming from the punched hole.

roar.

The fierce wind with a fishy smell rushed over suddenly. The area of ​​the hole was too small, and I could only see a row of long fangs and something with viscous liquid rushing over.

The claws of the giant beast were ten centimeters long, and the sharp nails took up at least about three centimeters. The shiny black nails were as sharp as manicures and could tear anything into pieces. In fact, it took a lot of effort from me.

A larger hole had been torn open in the glass wall under the giant beast's claws. Originally, it could only accommodate one of the giant beast's claws, but now two claws stretched out and tore the wall outward.

What a cheating thing, it’s actually a mechanical behemoth.

Wow.

The wall was torn apart, and a giant gray beast stretched out its head and lunged at me with its fangs and claws. As soon as I was stunned, the entire head of the giant beast had been stretched out, and the fishy and terrifying smell only penetrated my nostrils.

I suddenly realized it at this moment, turned around and rushed into the room. Almost at the same time I closed the door, the claws of the leader also slapped me, and the door that had not been locked was directly hit by the claws of the giant beast.

It flew away, and I was also blown away by this huge force and hit the wall hard.

It hurts.

The kind of pain that makes your bones fall apart.

I began to feel that this was not a picture projected by the brain, because this kind of pain cannot be simulated by the brain.

This discovery made me even more frightened, because being the food in the mouth of a mechanical behemoth is really a frightening thing. I quickly pressed the buttons on my arm, but the movements of operating the equipment in the past were not very easy. Only then did I realize

, there is no watch equipped on the wrist at all, and the white arms are particularly white under the light.

The mechanical giant slowly swayed over, and its huge size directly blocked the entire door.

Tick ​​tock tick.

The giant beast's saliva seemed to be dripping uncontrollably, and the fragrant food made his index fingers spread wide.

Nima.

I couldn't help but curse, and the giant beast rushed towards me in a dark way. The smelly mouth almost made me faint. I even saw the shreds of flesh between his teeth.

I'll go.

Should the robot dog be made so lifelike?

I thought I was going to be buried in the belly of a giant beast, but I suddenly sat up.

Hiss, the instruments stuck to both sides of my head hurt my scalp, and the pain made me wake up quickly.

Sealed room, bed, brain projection equipment, and wall reception screen.

At this time, the screen was buzzing with the sound of snowflakes, as if the picture was no longer projected on the screen after I woke up.

I glanced blankly at the snowflakes on the screen, and I was completely confused, because I couldn't tell whether it was in a dream or in the process of being studied.

Suddenly, the snowflakes flashed several times on the screen, and a line of words appeared.

The third wall is the third brick from the count. After standing still, stare at the camera for ten seconds.

I stared blankly at the scrolling fonts on the screen, and then raised my middle finger.

I'm not moving, let's see how your experiment goes. Although Po Guan Po Shuai seems very decadent, but thinking about the constipated expressions on the faces of those people who are looking at the images projected in my brain, I finally feel as comfortable as Po Guan Po Shuai.

It's just that the font seems to have changed its style.

Sanmao, this is your uncle’s. I’m Noah.

Huh.

How could I have thought of Noah?

Although this robot is relatively unconventional, Noah has been destroyed by the headquarters. Why did I think of it? Is it because of guilt?

Then why didn’t 310 appear?

The robot I came into contact with recently should be 310.

The ever-vigilant defense system is very powerful. I can only sneak in for five minutes, follow my guidance, and leave immediately.

Get away from your grandma.

I despise being constantly vigilant against such despicable means.

Another line of words floated on the screen.

Immediately, be vigilant and are evacuating at full speed, and are expected to evacuate the earth within an hour.

I think this experiment is already very realistic. It even uses the theme of always being vigilant about evacuating the earth... Hey, something is wrong. If you are always vigilant in conducting experiments, there is no need to get me a condom to evacuate from the earth.

Could it be that it’s really Noah?
Chapter completed!