When Ye Han regained consciousness, it felt like she was sinking into water and then rising up again, which was very similar to hibernation.
Then, he suddenly realized where he was. He immediately woke up and slowly opened his eyes... He was still on the operating bed, and the team of doctors involved in the operation were also there, but no one paid attention to him. They were all scattered around, dead.
Staring at their respective screens.
But why is everything in front of us so strange? Various colors are jumping around like a party, sometimes covered with a layer of dazzling golden red, and sometimes rendered into a gorgeous rose purple, changing endlessly, just like a stage.
A computer with a completely out-of-control graphics card.
"He's awake!" said a voice.
Doctor Wu immediately walked up to Ye Han: "Are you awake? How do you feel?"
Ye Han tilted his head suddenly, grinning and complaining: "It's too loud!"
Dr. Wu immediately understood, tilted his head and said: "Auditory nerve, lower the sensitivity a little... How about this time?"
"It's still a bit noisy." Ye Han said.
"Turn it down a little bit...what about this time?"
"Much better." Ye Han became quieter.
Doctor Wu showed a pleased smile: "How do you feel?"
Ye Han grinned: "It's very bad. I need to adjust my optic nerve. I'm almost nervous."
Doctor Wu quickly ordered: "Turn it down, turn it down, how do you feel?"
"It's more serious. Turn it up... It's much better. A little more... a little more... stop, that's it!" Ye Han personally directed and finally regained his normal vision.
Dr. Wu smiled and said, "You can adjust it yourself once you get used to it. It's very simple."
Ye Han moved his arms and found that he was still fixed on the chair: "Can you let me go?"
Dr. Wu's smile suddenly froze: "Not yet."
"Why?" Ye Han frowned.
"The sense of touch, smell, and nerve reflex speed also need to be adjusted," Dr. Wu said.
Ye Han urged impatiently: "Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up!"
Dr. Wu immediately started to carry out the work. With the cooperation of Ye Han, he made comprehensive adjustments to all the artificial nerves. He did not untie Ye Han from the chair until everything returned to normal.
Ye Han moved his hands and feet, feeling a little stiff. He was about to ask how long the operation took, when he turned around and saw a three-dimensional brain model on the main screen. He could clearly see the extra thing on the back of his head, and
Neural networks throughout the brain.
He couldn't help being surprised: "Whose brain is this?"
Ye Han's understanding of anatomy was about the vital parts of the body and battlefield first aid. He was not familiar with the brain, but no matter how unfamiliar he was, he knew that the brain on the screen was wrong.
Dr. Wu didn't hide anything: "This is your brain."
Ye Han was dumbfounded and then became furious: "What on earth did you do!"
Doctor Wu quickly explained: "Don't worry, don't worry, if you have any questions, just ask and I will definitely give you a satisfactory answer."
Ye Han pointed at the screen angrily: "What's going on?"
Dr. Wu understood instantly: "You mean neural network, right?"
"What the hell do I care what it's called!" Ye Han said without hesitation, but he didn't lose his mind.
Dr. Wu smiled and said: "This is the external connection part of the implanted biochip. It has two functions. One is to connect with various nerves to collect information from the whole body and the outside world; the other is to act as a support structure for the brain... Well
, How should I put it, the brain of a normal person is like tofu, very prone to concussion, but with this neural network, even if the skull is broken, there will be no concussion."
"Holy shit, you're such a dick?" Ye Han was shocked on the spot, "Are you kidding me?"
Doctor Wu said seriously: "How dare I joke about this?"
Ye Han pointed to the back of the model's head again: "What is this thing for?"
Dr. Wu said: "This is the main body of the chip, which is equivalent to the central processing unit."
Ye Han subconsciously touched the back of his head, always feeling that there seemed to be something extra under the bones: "Is it okay to put this thing in my head?" He was more concerned about the safety of this thing than the function of the chip.
"No problem at all." Dr. Wu understood what Ye Han was worried about and explained carefully, "Don't worry, the biochip is a very personalized thing. When you come, we will implant it for you. It seems very simple, but in fact we
I have obtained your stem cells a long time ago, and the chip on your brain was cultured from your stem cells. It is completely compatible with your body tissues and there will definitely be no rejection reaction."
Ye Han suddenly realized, no wonder Huo Qiang came running over, it turned out that the root was here.
The medical team had to obtain stem cells to make chips, and he and several team members had been at the base-affiliated hospital, and the blood samples were readily available. And he himself was the backbone of everyone, so it was normal for him to take the lead for his brothers.
But Ye Han was still worried: "What if this thing becomes diseased one day and spreads like cancer cells?"
Dr. Wu was stunned, but quickly recovered: "This is even more impossible. The biochip is a controlled special tissue and cannot invade normal cells. The chip has a self-test program. If abnormal proliferation occurs, you will be able to find something wrong immediately.
...You don’t need to worry about this at all. The chip can not only self-check, but also monitor the tissue functions of the whole body. If abnormal lesions are found, it will remind you. With it, you are equivalent to having a portable health device.
Keep track of your whole body’s condition anytime, anywhere.”
Dr. Wu's tone was very much like that of a third-rate salesman walking around the streets. Although he spoke clearly, it gave Ye Han a feeling that he couldn't trust him.
But after saying so much, Ye Han finally had some idea in his mind: "I heard that this thing was made with alien technology. What if aliens control the chip?"
Dr. Wu laughed: "You don't need to worry about this. Biochips are indeed related to alien technology, but as far as I know, aliens have no concept of this at all. Even if you give them biochips, they will not
You know how to use it... I give you a computer and you know how to use it, but if I ask you to program it, do you know how to do it?"
"What about computer viruses?" Ye Han asked again.
He quite agrees with this point of view. No matter how great the biochemical technology of aliens is, without the concept of computers, they cannot create real biochips.
However, recalling the confidential information he had come into contact with and recalling the super technology that aliens once possessed, Ye Han couldn't help but hesitate - aliens can even build planetary engines, so maybe they don't know what a computer is?
"There is no need to worry about this. The biochip is essentially just an auxiliary device. The chip is responsible for collecting information, analyzing the information, and then providing the analysis results, but it is still the brain that makes the decision. For example, if there is an enemy in front of you, you can't find it under normal circumstances.
, but the chip can help you detect the enemy in advance, and then whether to attack head-on or make a roundabout move must be decided by the brain. Do you understand what I mean?"
I have seen the opinions of brothers, so I will elaborate on them in today’s chapter. Haha, do you think I am the kind of person who comes up with super equipment to disrupt the balance?
