Based on Hugo's experience of entering the minds of ordinary people many times, generally speaking, the space of human consciousness is in a dark state of nothingness, and there will be many very strange things surrounding it, which are generally the latest thoughts of human beings.
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The conscious space on the surface will be relatively empty, mostly composed of daily debris. If you want to use a specific scene to describe it, it would probably be a square with many debris and wonderful objects floating around. Under the floor of the square, there are human beings.
Deep consciousness.
Under normal circumstances, the structure of human consciousness is not complicated. In addition to the upper and lower floors, there may be some floating small rooms. The properties of these small rooms are different. Some people have many, and some people have none. At least
This is the case among countless patients Hugo has seen.
But today, this space of consciousness is different, because the first time Hugo landed, he saw a restaurant standing on the square.
It was a very Gotham-style restaurant, with a tall and narrow building. There were a few big letters on the door saying "Iceberg Restaurant", but the difference was that there was indeed a sheet of ice around it, and there were several
The small iceberg stands guard at the entrance of the restaurant like a guard.
At this time, a thin figure walked out of the restaurant. When he saw Hugo, he was stunned and asked him: "Who are you?"
Hugo was also stunned because he had never seen a living creature in the human consciousness space.
If human beings are compared to a peach, then the space of consciousness is the peach pit in the middle, and the peach pit itself is part of the peach. No peach has a complete peach within the peach pit.
The consciousness space itself is a manifestation of personality, so no one will create another self in his own consciousness space, at least in most cases.
But now, Hugo saw this wonderful state. He saw a complete peach in the peach stone. Not only was it complete, it was also too complete.
The Cobot in front of him was dressed completely differently than in the real world. He was now wearing a suit and leather tie, his hair was combed smoothly, he was wearing shiny leather shoes, and he had a smooth smile that was not for his age.
Hugo has seen many people depict a more perfect version of themselves in their own consciousness space, but that is usually not expressed through the image of a complete person, but usually through some key items or keywords.
For example, if a person with insufficient academic qualifications hopes to have a better academic qualification, then there will be something representing exams, scores, admission notices or degree certificates in his conscious space, or he will have a separate small room.
To represent his beautiful hope.
The average person's brain is not capable of embodying imagination to such a detailed level, let alone maintaining such detailed fantasies in a hypnotized state of relaxation.
This was also the first time that Hugo saw someone imagining another self in their mind, and the imagining was so detailed that it seemed as if it had a soul.
"Is it you?" Cobot looked at Hugo with some confusion and said, "Is this what you call hypnosis? You can actually get in here."
Hugo looked at him and the building called the Iceberg Restaurant behind him in a daze, but Cobot kept that smile and said: "Since we are all here, why not go inside and sit down."
Hugo followed Cobot into the interior of the Iceberg Restaurant, and something even more surprising happened to him. Everything inside was as detailed as reality.
This is almost impossible, just like when a person is dreaming, although he feels that he has seen some specific things in his dream, if a second person enters his dream, he will find that most of them
Things that appear in dreams are very general, hazy, and extremely incoherent.
This is the normal state of the human brain in a relaxed state, ignoring many unimportant details and only conveying some main concepts.
But this is not the case with the Iceberg Restaurant deep in Copot's consciousness. From the decoration, layout, and structure of the entire restaurant to the wood grain on the bar and the gloss reflected on the bar chairs, it can be said that if this restaurant
If it appears in reality, it can be opened for business directly without any modifications.
This was completely beyond Hugo's expectation. Even if he is an interior decoration designer, in order to turn the designs and pictures in his mind into a design work, he will need to go through countless revisions and adjustments. An interior design
If a designer can make the imagination in his mind so detailed, he will definitely be one of the most successful designers in the world.
Before Hugo could finish being surprised, the door of the restaurant rang, and an adult man in a suit walked in. Cobot greeted him: "Professor Frith, are you here so early today?"
"Oh, Cobot, you are here, how did you finish today's course? Have you learned all the Protestant knowledge?"
"I'll review it later..."
Watching the smooth conversation between the two, Hugo was still immersed in shock, but he couldn't help but begin to analyze that Professor Fries may represent the role of supervising academics in Cobot's consciousness. Whenever Cobot
If he wants to start reviewing and taking stock of his learnings, Professor Frith will appear.
Hugo walked down and continued to stare at Victor as he walked in, as if he wanted to find some incongruity in him, but he couldn't find it at all. Although he had never seen Professor Fries, he could already tell from Cobo
From the image in Te's mind, he was a wise, knowledgeable, and elegant professor.
Before he could think of an answer, the door rang again, and a man wearing a long trench coat and holding an umbrella walked in. Hugo was a little surprised and said: "Schiller?"
"How's it going, Mr. Cobot? Has your condition improved? How are you feeling recently? Are you not planning to move yet?"
Hugo could see that Schiller seemed to play the role of a gentle doctor in Cobot's heart.
But this is normal, Hugo thought. In the records of Cobot’s treatment, Hugo did not see any radical therapy, but only some conservative psychological counseling and conversations. It is no wonder that Cobot felt that Schiller was a
A good doctor, but Hugo believed that this conservative treatment was completely due to Schiller's inaction.
At this time, Hugo in reality frowned, while exploring Cobot's conscious world, he whispered: "Come on, let me see what you are most afraid of..."
As he spoke, he pressed a button on the machine with his hand. The machine sounded two sharp alarms, and then Copot's conscious world shook violently.
A fierce howl came from the broken space. Hugo saw an extremely huge figure of an old woman covered in blood and holding a sharp knife in her hand. One finger was bigger than the entire Pingshan restaurant. Her face was covered with blood, and she waved the dagger. Cobot's conscious space was instantly cut into pieces.
Hugo, who was connected to the machine, also let out a scream, then woke up, sat on the ground and panted for a long time.
Hugo stood up holding his forehead, and whispered: "I should have thought of it earlier... fear will also be more vivid and destructive..."
Cobot, however, just woke up from his chair as if he had a nightmare. The pale Hugo had to force himself to say: "The result is not bad, but your willpower is a bit fragile, and you may be affected by some of the things you do." Disturbed by images of fear..."
"I know." Cobot said calmly, "Because I often have nightmares."
When he saw Hugo who seemed to be very tired, he felt a little disdainful. He did not feel that this hypnotherapy had any improvement on his condition, but the doctor seemed very tired.
He shook his head, and before leaving, he thought that he might as well come back next time when Dr. Schiller was around. This substitute doctor was really not that good.
Hugo did not give up after encountering setbacks from Cobot. He thought this might be just a coincidence. Cobot was a unique genius child, so he was very specific about the details, but he still believed that this It doesn’t reach the level of a palace of thinking. It’s just a more refined imagination of one’s dreams and expectations.
Another name that had been recorded in the medical records was somewhat familiar to Hugo, that was Victor Fries.
Hugo once heard Cobot call him "Professor Fries" in Cobot's consciousness space.
This medical record stated that Victor suffered from a mild anxiety disorder. The symptoms were very general. There was a record of drug treatment and he seemed to have recovered quickly. However, Hugo was still curious about it and wanted to see it. To see if Victor was the same as in Copot's conscious world, he called Victor again.
As a colleague of Schiller, Victor certainly knew that he had resigned, but the reason Hugo used this time was that there was a problem with the invoice for the medicine, and he hoped that Victor himself would come to communicate.
The issues of invoices, tax payment and insurance are taken very seriously. Victor didn't think there was anything wrong because he had been here once before about invoices.
Entering the consulting room, when Hugo asked for a simple review, Victor didn't think much about it. He thought it might be that Hugo was confirming that the previous doctor did not abuse drugs, so he lay down on the chair very cooperatively. .
Hugo entered Victor's consciousness in the same way, and the moment he entered, he was blown to the ground by a strong cold wind.
He was facing a vast expanse of extremely cold ice. Hugo looked around confusedly and found that there seemed to be no end here.
As mentioned before, the surface consciousness of human beings is like a square. The reason why it is called a square, not a plain, is because the size of human consciousness space is limited. The limit of most people's consciousness space lies in the limits of imagination and thinking. , but Hugo walked in this vast snowfield for a long time and did not see the boundary at all.
There are only three kinds of things here, ice, snow and snow that is turning into ice. Perhaps even the wind does not exist, because Hugo did not hear any sound of wind. This is an extremely quiet space.
But silence is not a good thing, it makes the place seem even colder. Hugo had only one feeling from beginning to end, and that was cold, extremely cold.
Hugo gritted his teeth and held his breath, trying to decipher the secret of this conscious space, but no matter which direction he walked, how long he walked, what posture he made, or what words he shouted, he only received a continuous response.
Heavy snow and endless ice fields.
There are no abstract concepts, no memory fragments, and nothing that should be in the human mind. There is only ice and snow, only cold.
Just when Hugo was so desperate that he was about to give up, he finally saw a trace of flame appearing at the end of the ice field. He tried hard to get closer to that direction. He didn't know how long he had walked until he reached the point where his consciousness was numb from the cold.
When he was walking, he finally saw a small campfire.
There are several figures around the campfire, including Cobot who is squatting and warming his hands, Victor who is standing next to him reading a book, and Schiller who is adding firewood to the campfire...
Why is it Schiller again? Hugo thought, why is he everywhere?
But other than that, there was nothing else. Looking at the endless snowfields around him, Hugo's heart was numb, but he still dutifully pressed the button on the machine, wanting to see Vic.
What are you afraid of?
Then, he heard a subtle "kacha" sound resounding from the space of consciousness, like some kind of shattering sound, and then got louder and louder...
In an instant, a terrifying storm swept everything.
When Hugo's consciousness returned to his body, he couldn't help but hug his arms and tremble all over, and his teeth were chattering.
In the office with ample heating and a fireplace, he felt extremely cold that he had never felt in his life.