The picture lights up again, but to Ye Zhou’s surprise, what he saw in front of him was just a vast white light.

Where is this place?

Ye Zhou turned his head in confusion, but soon, a soft voice came from his ears.

"Don't move. Don't turn your head, concentrate and let go. We're going to start the AVS transmission soon. What you can see now is a white noise background. How about it? Do you feel like there is a white spot in front of you?"

Ye Zhou was stunned for a moment. Only then did he realize that he played a blind man in this simulation.

He tried desperately to see the white white in the void in front of him, but no matter how he tried, the sight that had not existed could not focus on the void.

This feeling is like you close one eye and use the closed eye to desperately search for the light on your eyelids.

Even if you shake the flashlight on your eyes, you will definitely not feel the light.

After a moment of silence, Ye Zhou shook his head and replied:

"Nothing can be seen...it seems to be white, but I can't say it, this white...it's in space."

Hearing his words, the gentle voice replied:

"This is normal, your visual signal has not been established yet. Wait for a while and we'll start right away."

Hearing her words, Ye Zhou was confused for a moment. He didn't understand what the other party meant by "being ready", but the next moment, a warm hand held his wrist, and then Ye Zhou's nerves tensed instantly!

He saw it.

However, what he saw was not as normal as he thought.

It was a bunch of completely distorted colors and lines, unable to distinguish colors or shapes. The picture changed every second. Whenever Ye Zhou wanted to look at it carefully, the lines disappeared without a trace.

crazy.

As the visual signal continued to come in, Ye Zhou's mind began to be uncontrollable, and even his reason began to gradually disappear. His body kept trembling, and cold sweat involuntarily emerged from behind. Almost in a blink of an eye, the clothes under him were soaked.

Then, those crazy colors gradually turned into shadows. Its black swallowed all visible colors and rushed straight into the depths of Ye Zhou's soul. From such blackness, Ye Zhou felt extremely clearly that his insignificance, and in front of it, he had no room for survival.

Ye Zhou's emotions were almost broken, but whenever his spirit touched the bottom line of collapse, the talent of the "resister" pulled his reason back from the abyss. Ye Zhou was both glad and fearful at this moment, and he didn't know how long this torture would last.

In the seemingly endless chaos, Ye Zhou slowly recovered some order.

Those originally illogical scenes gradually began to form illusions.

The splashing flesh and blood, the explosion of black smoke, the roaring but silent distorted man, the black gun, the white snow, the gray sky, and a flame that seemed to be engraved in his mind, gradually approaching his eyes...

These things rushed towards Ye Zhou like scenes of 3D movies, but with the blessing of the resistance talent, he struggled to maintain his body stability.

"What did you see?"

As if he noticed that Ye Zhou's emotions began to stabilize, the doctor beside him asked softly.

Ye Zhou breathed a long sigh, forcibly stabilized his emotions and said:

"War, those things on the battlefield. We... can't be on the battlefield now, right?"

"Of course not here, we are in the ward! You have already survived the hallucination stage, you are the first one!"

This voice revealed unconcealed joy. Ye Zhou was stunned for a moment and suddenly understood the significance of his simulation.

Yes, what he needs to perceive is not just technology, but also all the feelings of the patient on the eve of his vision recovery.

Only by truly obtaining all the feelings in detail can targeted optimizations for this so-called AVS technology be carried out. Such optimizations include but are not limited to the intensity and frequency of the electrical signal, the period of electrical stimulation, the fault tolerance rate and model optimization, etc. Once any error occurs in the middle - no, even if there is no error, there will be illusions.

But it turns out that such an illusion cannot be pleasant.

Recalling the scenes I saw just now, Ye Zhou almost felt like he was looking directly at the ancient god of Cthulhu.

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Can anyone really complete the experiment under such intensity stimulation?

Thinking of this, he asked:

"How many experimenters were there before me?"

The gentle voice was silent for a moment and replied:

"Many, many... but they all failed, and we don't even know the reason for the failure. Can you see it now?"

Ye Zhou shook his head gently.

"It's still illusions, but these illusions are beginning to become regular, and I can barely tell something... it seems like the sun over there... No, it's not the sun, this shape... it's a desk lamp, right?"

"It's the desk lamp!! Doctor Su! Doctor Su! Come quickly! It's successful!"

While speaking, Ye Zhou felt the palm on his wrist suddenly loosen, and then a hurried sound came from his ears, and a twisted human figure suddenly appeared in his sight.

This human figure is still flashing constantly, just like the black and white TV with unstable signals that Ye Zhou had seen when he was a child, melting into a background, but if you look closely, you can tell his shape.

"Can you see me?"

A low voice was made from the man's mouth, and Ye Zhou nodded and replied:

"able."

"How do you feel now?"

"It's very messy. I've been relieved now, but it was a disaster before. My visual system was completely destroyed. After seeing something again, all the nerve reflexes have to start learning and adapting again. All signals are unfamiliar to my brain. The computing power of neurons has been almost hollowed out. It feels like...it's like throwing a three-dimensional creature into a four-dimensional space."

"This is not possible. The stimulation of electrical signals must be carried out step by step. If your algorithm needs to be modified, you need to identify the part of the signal that is only responsible for the outline, and then start from the outline to establish a visual perception system, then further move to light, dark and color, and finally the recognition of complex images..."

Hearing Ye Zhou's words, a surprised expression appeared on his face in front of him--this expression seemed extremely exaggerated to Ye Zhou's eyes, and the lines of his mouth almost penetrated the entire face.

"You said it very professionally! Yes, we are indeed optimizing according to this idea, but we encountered a problem. If we only start learning from lines and outlines, every time we enter the light and dark learning, the perception system established in the early stage will be broken again. We have to start training again, and in the end it is a vicious cycle... Do you have any suggestions for this?"

Ye Zhou pondered for a moment, and with the blessing of the talent of "decision maker", he almost immediately understood the key to the problem.

"Frame rate. You ignored the frame rate."

The man in front of him suddenly stood there in a daze, and then he held Ye Zhou's hand tightly.

After a few minutes, the picture in front of Ye Zhou gradually stabilized, and the outlines and lines basically solidified. Although what was presented to him was still black and white prints without color, depth of field, and even light and dark, at least, he could really see them.

He slowly sat up from the bed, and the nurse beside him hurriedly held his hand.

Ye Zhou did not refuse. With the help of the nurse, he struggled to find his slippers on the ground. Then, he put on his slippers with his feet like paper and began to walk forward.

The problem of not having a sense of distance and space is extremely serious. Every time Ye Zhou takes a step, he has to readjust his balance, but as he moves slowly step by step, he finally arrives at his destination.

That's a mirror.

From the mirror, Ye Zhou saw his face.

At this moment, he did not have a mechanical prosthetic eye in his eye frame as he had thought before, but instead had a huge, complex line, full of cyberpunk-style helmet on his head.

Ye Zhou was barely able to identify the laser radar used for distance measurement from the helmet device, a high-score camera used to identify pictures, and a computing unit and energy supply unit with a small size.

The exploration of the eyes for thousands of years has condensed into one unity at this moment, forming an eye in a new sense.

And my real eyes are actually still covered by a black eye mask at this moment.

Ye Zhou raised his hand and carefully unbuttoned the blindfold from the back of his head. The nurse beside him seemed to want to stop him, but the doctor held her hand.

Ye Zhou found that his eyes were still closed.

In this simulation, I seemed to have forgotten how to blink.

He paused for a moment in confusion. The facial recognition module on the helmet seemed to detect his eyes closed, and the originally stable picture was instantly replaced by darkness.

It seems that this is a system that conforms to instinct.

I saw it when I opened my eyes, but disappeared when I closed my eyes.

Ye Zhou took a deep breath, and the next second, he suddenly opened his eyes.

The picture surged, the colors slowly appeared, and the light and shadow of light and dark began to flicker.

There was a sudden touch in his heart.

At this moment, the power of technology forced his third eye to open.

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