Before injecting the sedative, Wang Ping'an asked: "Won't this make me drowsy?"
"It's a matter of dosage. Such a dosage will only make you calm down. However, you have just finished injecting hormones, so the effect may be slightly reduced. We calculated it with a computer and adjusted the dosage specifically, but everyone's physical condition is different, and the computer cannot guarantee
Completely correct."
Wang Ping'an nodded, showing his sleeves: "Come on."
As soon as he finished, Angeli came back after going to the toilet. As she got into the simulation cabin, she complained: "If you are wearing a space suit, going to the toilet will be troublesome."
Wang Ping'an: "What are you talking about? Just pull the spacesuit off and it will be circulated through the life support system anyway."
Angele patted him and changed the subject: "How was the effect?"
"It's okay...I calmed down quickly."
Angele: "Then you close your eyes and rest your mind later. I will coordinate with the Lieutenant Colonel when to start. When you hear me tell you to open your eyes, you start the operation."
Wang Pingan nodded, closed his eyes, and muttered: "This dose actually makes me not sleepy at all. Computers are really scary. Fortunately, most computers are just generated by algorithms and have no souls."
"Yes, thanks to this, we can be used as the 'wet parts' of the spacecraft." Angele's voice came.
I don't know if it was because he couldn't see Angeli's explosive figure with his eyes closed, but Wang Ping'an always felt that the voice sounded like her but not like her. If it was the little one, the intonation would be a little different.
The little one always has a feeling of excitement and squealing, as if everything can arouse her interest.
Like a cat with endless curiosity.
Angele is a little more calm and charming.
The voice continued: "You can meditate with peace of mind, or simply try to let yourself go. If you really can't, let the computer play the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra for you!"
That last rising tone——
Wang Pingan suddenly saw the small figure looking back and smiling in the darkness created by his eyelids.
"It's really not possible to let the computer play the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra for you!"
Wang Ping'an: "On the computer, play the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra."
Angele's surprised voice came: "What the hell? Aren't you an atheist?"
Computer: "Are you looking for the Moko Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra?"
"Yes, put this."
**
Nikolai frowned, pressed the interrupt button on the headset, and turned to ask Iras: "Is this normal for him? Is it a sign of going crazy?"
"The rhythm and rhythm of Buddhist scriptures can indeed make people calm. This is not the divine power of Buddha, but psychology. By the way, many pieces of music also have such an effect, which is no different from Buddhist scriptures. Research in this area has now been very advanced, and there are even
Specially recorded psychological music.”
Abdul, who was next to him, interjected: "Indeed, since I started listening to sleeping music according to the instructor's advice, the quality of my sleep has greatly improved, and I no longer have to urinate while standing."
Nicholas looked at Abdul in confusion: "Can't you urinate?"
"It's not a urological disease, it's just too much stress."
Lieutenant Colonel Nikolai: "Are you stressed?"
"Lieutenant Colonel, at the same time as you, one is a superman who was chased by dozens of pirates and returned intact, the other is a weirdo who plays bagpipes and wields a Scottish epee all day long, and the commander is also a weirdo who plays music and acts as a conductor all day long.
And you are just an ordinary person, and you are also under a lot of pressure!"
Abdul's accent began to sound Indian as he spoke, and he shook his head as he spoke - his name clearly looked like he was from the Middle East.
Nicholas shrugged and pressed the interrupt button on the headset again to connect the communication: "No matter what music is playing, we are almost about to start."
Angele's voice came: "Okay, we are ready. You can count down."
Nicholas: "Three, two, one, start!"
**
After hearing the "beginning" relayed by Angeli, Wang Pingan opened his eyes.
Xiao Fang's phantom disappeared the moment he opened his eyes. Wang Ping'an's fingers jumped on the control device, and the battleship in the simulated universe dodged a piece of debris with a slight sway.
Then Wang Ping'an's fingers danced on the console, as if dancing ballet.
The combat boat seemed to be alive, gliding among the debris, like a bird flying through a dense bamboo forest without touching a leaf.
After sliding through a series of fragments, Wang Ping'an suddenly felt the urge to cheer for Angeli. He wanted to say to the girl: "This is how it feels! It feels right!"
It's a bit strange. Is this what people who have been injected with sedatives would think?
After a moment of hesitation, the combat boat hit a piece of debris. Fortunately, the debris was not big, so the simulation cabin faithfully reproduced the vibration, and bright spots of yellow and red appeared on the originally green status diagram of the combat boat.
Angeli immediately carried out damage control, while Wang Pingan continued to focus on driving.
He continued to walk through the debris, not relying on heat sensors or radar at all, but purely relying on "vision."
After getting used to this feeling, he began to think about how to find the enemy.
The enemy can see the detailed movements of the debris, so he can freely walk through the debris. But the test pilot uncle did not ask the computer to arrange one-way battlefield transparency for him.
Therefore, the enemy cannot seek out the enemy.
What would the enemy think in this situation?
Find a place to lurk and wait for me to pass by?
Wang Ping'an was thinking and dodging the fragments flexibly.
At this moment, I heard the Buddhist scriptures in my ears, and it seemed that the chanting audio had ended.
Wang Pingan suddenly panicked and almost hit the debris in front of him.
At this moment, Angeli began to hum softly.
It's the song "Green Grass Beside the House".
Just like "that time".
But there was suddenly a strange smell mixed into Angele's clean singing voice.
"Why are you laughing! This is how my voice feels when I sing it! This is my typical two-dimensional voice, do you understand?"
"I don't understand. I think you are very three-dimensional when you laugh, as if you are squawking like a group of geese."
"That's when I started laughing! But that's all I can do when singing. Everything I sing sounds like the theme song of a cartoon."
Wang Ping'an shook his head fiercely and waved away the memories that suddenly surged in his mind. Surprisingly, this distraction did not cause any danger. He was still smoothly operating the combat boat to shuttle among the debris.
——Is it you? My subconscious?
Or is it you? Xiao Fang?
No, Xiao Fang is already dead. And he was not killed by ball lightning, so there will be no quantum residue.
This must be the subconscious mind at work, which is the body's "muscle memory". Just like after a person learns to ride a bicycle, he can be distracted while riding, the same principle. This is the instinct of new human beings.
Wang Pingan smoothly passed the fragments, and at this moment, the simulation suddenly ended.
Wang Ping'an was shocked and asked: "What's going on? Didn't I hit it?"
Nicholas's voice came: "Yes, but it hit the other side."