Chen Mo didn't say his father was fine. When he mentioned his father, Yang Song thought of the Chen Ruitian Liu Xiao had mentioned, and also thought of the confrontation between Long Er and Chen Mo. If I'm not mistaken, he was the first person in China to receive lucid dream awakening treatment.
A vegetative person, that is, Chen Ruitian, can receive such an honor. It is already terrifying in itself, let alone that he, who has already become a vegetative state, can actually give his son such a reliable relationship. What kind of person is this?
Tina's explanation has come to an end, and everyone's interest has gradually turned into caution, and finally into nervousness. Who can not be nervous? This is the first step for the world to explore Yang Song's dream. Yang Song's existence is all mankind
There is a sharp sword hanging above their heads, and they are the first pioneers of all mankind to explore the road. Once they succeed, they will become the heroes of all mankind and will be worshiped by countless people. However, Yang Song was killed in his dream.
Those thirteen innocent people, but it made their hearts heavy. Once they failed, or the protection was improper, causing Yang Song to die several times or even more times in his sleep, how big a disaster would this be? What will the world think about?
How will they be condemned? What will be the outcome of this dream stealing incident?
This idea has been spinning back and forth in everyone's minds, but they just can't let it go. Even when the audio-visual resonance helmet is slowly placed on their heads and slowly covers their faces, they still have sad faces.
"Wait a minute." Chen Mo suddenly spoke, immediately attracting everyone's attention, including the dream stealers who were so nervous that they were even sweating.
The staff member who put on Chen Mo's helmet was suddenly frightened, trembling all over and crying: "What...what's wrong?"
Chen Mo turned his head to one side, looked at Tina who was so nervous that her face turned pale, showed a strange smile, and said: "There is something I have always wanted to say to you, Tina."
Tina was stunned. Chen Mo's words immediately gave her countless associations. Was her plan wrong? Or was her dream creation imperfect? Or were they not suitable for dream stealing now? Or that...
"The double eyelid patch on your right side is not attached properly." Chen Mo burst out laughing, laughing very wildly and heartily.
A group of people looked at Chen Mo like a fool. Who was in the mood to laugh at this moment? Not to mention that it wasn't funny at all.
But Chen Mo didn't care about others at all, as if he was acting alone, laughing so hard that tears almost flowed out, as if a piece of double eyelid tape that wasn't applied properly was the funniest joke in the world.
As Chen Mo laughed for half a minute, Liu Xiao, who looked gloomy, couldn't help but wanted to order the staff to take away the suddenly insane Chen Mo. Tina burst out laughing, holding her stomach and facing Chen Mo
She said: "It seems that I didn't stick it properly! Hahaha!" There was a smile on her face, and people who didn't know thought that Tina had fallen in love with Chen Mo, a strong man.
Immediately afterwards, Xie Wei, who watched Chen Mo laugh wildly for half a minute, couldn't help it anymore and started laughing too. The laughter was like an infectious disease. All the dream stealers started laughing, even those who were extremely scared before.
The staff also laughed along with it.
In the end, even the big-name crowd watching on the side chuckled, and Liu Xiao could only look at Chen Mo with a wry smile. He seemed to have guessed Chen Mo's intention.
Smiling, Chen Mo's laughter stopped suddenly, his face returned to normal, and his face changed at a speed that amazed others. He smiled at the staff in front of him and said, "It's time to start."
At this time, everyone who came back to their senses understood that Chen Mo had an ulterior motive for laughing. They understood that they were in a state of excessive tension before. Chen Mo was trying to relieve their stress. But why did this method feel so strange?
Those who figured it out all gave Chen Mo a grateful smile, but Chen Mo spread his legs carelessly, closed his eyes and waited for the helmet to be put on, ignoring others at all. As for Tina, she kept looking at Chen Mo.
There was happiness and relief in his eyes, and the emotions in them were indescribable to outsiders, as if he had gotten to know Chen Mo again.
"This guy is really interesting." Yang Song was suddenly full of expectations for the dream journey that would follow. This feeling was just like when he first entered the university, he was full of joy and had a beautiful blueprint waiting for him to write in the future.
"Yang Song, wait for us to come to you." Chris shouted to Yang Song, and then the helmet slowly covered Yang Song's head.
Audio-visual resonance, to put it bluntly, is the full synchronization of vision and hearing, allowing you to enter the dreamland in a strange state. A helmet with this characteristic is completely soundproof. As long as you wear the helmet, you will not be able to hear it even if others are knocking outside.
The only thing that can be heard may be the sound of the heartbeat and blood supply inside the body.
In this absolutely quiet situation, Yang Song was a little panicked, but still closed his eyes tightly as Xie Guangyou said before.
But even with his eyes closed tightly and completely soundproofed, Yang Song could still hear countless sounds coming from inside his body. He even vaguely heard the sticky sound of opening his eyelids. In this environment, even the smallest sounds would be amplified by countless sounds.
Times, Yang Song was very doubtful about how he could enter a dream in such an environment.
After the dream stealers put on their helmets, the staff immediately started busy work, and a number suddenly jumped on a huge electronic screen.
"It's time!"
"Four twenty-one in the morning Beijing time!"
"Compare the times!"
"Four twenty-two in the morning Beijing time!"
"Start the timer!"
"Three minutes of silent countdown!"
"Start the countdown!"
"...Three! Two! One!"
"Start audio-visual resonance!"
Yang Song, who was being tortured by the completely soundless environment and was about to go crazy, felt his eyes light up, and then a halo appeared in front of his eyes. This was a round light green halo that gradually expanded from a point.
As the expansion becomes larger, the color begins to change, starting from a single color to colorful.
Yang Song's attention was immediately attracted, and just when he was looking at the light in front of him, a weird buzzing sound suddenly came from his ears. This sound was a pure 3D sound, going up, down, left, and right, and the source of the sound was
You can't hear it on the left or the right. The sound source is at the back. I just feel itchy on the back of my head. This is auditory deception. The specially-made 3D sound waves are transformed by the helmet generator and become this strange sound.
And at this moment, the light in front of him suddenly started to flicker, followed by the sound in his ears, which also began to vibrate with the frequency of the flickering light. This wonderful feeling of complete synchronization of vision and hearing with almost no mistakes, Yang Song could only
It’s cool to be able to shout.
As his scalp became more and more numb, the sound in Yang Song's ears began to change from vibration to tinnitus. Similarly, the aperture in front of his eyes also began to disperse, eventually becoming a vast white light spot, covering everything he could see.
Occupied by this irregularly moving small point of light.
This process lasted for more than ten minutes, and Yang Song, who had stayed up late and had very little sleep, was already drowsy.
The staff monitoring outside began to shout: "The frequency starts to change! Fine-tune it immediately!"
"yes!"
In front of each dream thief, there is a staff member operating a computer. Their task is to direct the sound and light in the helmet on the head of the dream thief in front of them to a level that is sufficient to cause them to sleep.
Minor adjustments.
"Don't make a mistake!" Liu Xiao's palms were sweating as he stood aside. This method of audio-visual resonance dream connection itself is more difficult as the number of people increases. If you want to adjust the frequency in front of eleven people's ears to almost the same,
And it is extremely difficult to gradually guide them to the same sleep frequency level. The eleven staff members in front of them are already the most outstanding traders in China.
"Xie Guangyou really went out in force this time and spent a lot of money!" Liu Xiao sighed. These people are naturally the people brought by Xie Guangyou. They are all real programming masters and are considered top talents in the computer field, let alone
People who are skilled in operating audio-visual resonance devices are considered rare talents in China.
"The frequency begins to concentrate!"
"The average sleep level is at b4! At b4!"
"Speed adjustment! The precise level line is out! Adjust it immediately!" The staff shouted until their throats were hoarse. At this moment, no one in the entire hall was not nervous.
"Countdown for horizontal line debugging! Three! Two! One! Success!"
"Turn on smart monitoring! Maintain sleep frequency levels!"
"Success!" The eleven traders suddenly leaned on their seats and panted heavily. They were covered in sweat. They were the most tired people in the hall. Many of them had their fingers trembling. This happened hundreds of times per second.
Typing the keyboard even more times with almost no pause not only required long-term practice, but also required strong physical support, and even more constant manual calculation. Fortunately, they succeeded.
Liu Xiao only felt that his whole shoulders were shrugged. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. His whole body felt much more relaxed. He thought to himself: "It's up to you! Don't let anyone die again!"
In the conference hall of the East Palace in Russia, the ring on the finger of the Chinese leader who was attending the United Nations emergency meeting suddenly shook. The leader raised his eyebrows, then smiled. After a full day of preparation, the meeting finally started.
In the entire Longteng base, everyone put down what they were doing and looked at the message on their mobile phones: "Notification! Notification! Starting now, all power supplies will be given priority to the lobby on the first floor. Duration: Undetermined." Everyone's face was full of smiles.
Surprised, has there ever been a power outage at Longteng Base? Isn’t there a nuclear power plant that generates electricity? What kind of big deal is this? Should we be so cautious?
In a dimly lit room, a middle-aged man looked at his cell phone with a smile on his face. He turned to look behind him and said, "The dream stealing has begun. Sooner or later, the cause of your son's death will come to light. Can you eat now?"
"What is the cause of death? No need to check! You are just favoring him! Favoring him! My son was killed by that demon! It was killed by that demon! I will never let him go even if I am a ghost! Even if I die!" Sitting on the chair
Gao Jinjun, who was shackled, roared with a twisted face.
"I will watch him! I will watch all of you! You will all be killed by him! He is a devil! You will all die!" Gao Jinjun hissed, roared, and tried hard to break free from the shackles.
"Alas." The middle-aged man sighed and left the room, seemingly disappointed.
The room suddenly darkened, and Gao Jinjun, who was full of anger, fell silent instantly. He was as silent as a puppet in the darkness, except for his bloodshot eyes that glowed darkly red, staring at someone in the dark room.
In one place, it seemed that there was a sworn enemy that he wanted to eat alive.