radiothebook Chapter 39
Chapter 39
Feng Ye woke up again from the sticky nutrient solution. The first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to open the hatch, picked up the bracelet that was put aside, and asked, "What kind of separation is this? It's clearly an assassination."
The bracelet vibrated, and 001 replied: "Under the circumstances at that time, Gu Chongsheng's mental state was on the verge of collapse. If there was no host, you would have been assassinated by Gu Xiaohan."
Feng Ye was silent for a long time, he casually threw the bracelet on the table, feeling a little angry, turned around and went straight to the bathroom.
The hot shower finally relieved Feng Ye's tense nerves. He wiped away the mist from the mirror in front of him, and a delicate face appeared in front of him, with wet and messy black hair and eyelashes dizzy with water vapor The soft satin hangs down in strands, half covering the ink-like pupils, the originally light-colored lips are reddened by the heat, and there is a sense of workmanship and alienation lingering in the whole person.
Feng Ye frowned, and the person in the mirror frowned too. He wiped away the re-gathered water droplets with his fingertips, and smiled with the corners of his mouth, but the person in the mirror smiled awkwardly, like a poorly made marionette .
So fake.
He sighed, pressed the shampoo beside him, and refocused on cleaning his body.
Milky white bubbles flowed down from the top of Feng Ye's head. He closed his eyes slightly, but in an inadvertent moment, he caught a glimpse of the familiar face in the mirror smiling vaguely. When he looked again, the mirror surface was already covered in mist.
Feng Ye wiped his head with a towel, and as soon as he came out of the bathroom, he saw Tong Yuan sitting in the ward, filling out the electronic medical record for routine examination in his hand, and when he saw Feng Ye, he called him call.
"How do you feel, Colonel Feng?"
Feng Ye nodded, shook his head again, and said, "Your mission is too demanding."
"This is to repair your mental trauma faster." Tong Yuan explained, walking to the operating table to observe the detailed data of this treatment. It's like if you don't know if you have something to say or not.
Feng Ye asked, "Is there any question?"
Tong Yuan hurriedly wrote down a few values in the case book, looked up at Feng Ye seriously: "Colonel Feng, your emotional peak seems to be too high...especially at certain time points, this does not conform to conventional treatment sample."
Feng Ye raised his eyebrows knowingly: "That's because your simulation is too real."
Tong Yuan was a little puzzled.
Feng Ye explained frankly: "I slept with the task subject inside, and the emotional peak you mentioned should be at that time."
Tong Yuan was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened in doubt: "You...you slept with the task target!"
"What's the matter?" Feng Ye took it for granted, "You guys adjusted their appearance data so well, I'm a mortal, so of course I'm tempted."
Tong Yuan's eyes widened, as if he had heard a big joke, and was about to be speechless, but when he saw Colonel Feng's bewildered eyes, he reacted and said, "How is this possible!"
"How is this impossible?" Feng Ye frowned, "I'm still dating someone."
Tong Yuan:! ! ! ! !
If this word is released, it will shock the entire league!The famous Gaoling Flower of the military department, the favorite of the sky with suitors from the first galaxy to the No. 20 four-galaxy, was actually fell asleep by a virtual character!This will break the hearts of many boys and girls!
Of course Feng Ye didn't know what Tong Yuan was thinking, and sighed again: "Oh, to be honest, this has affected my task progress a bit."
After Tong Yuan digested the shocking news, he suggested hesitantly: "How about I lower your emotional value next time? This should reduce some unnecessary emotional fluctuations."
Feng Ye thought for a while, then nodded: "Okay, thanks for your hard work, Dr. Tong."
"No, it's not hard, it's my job."
Feng Ye changed into his clothes and put on his bracelet: "Then I'll leave first, and come back next week."
"Okay, Colonel Feng, go slowly."
After Feng Ye left, Tong Yuan muttered softly: "But our world simulation is not so real, it's just a slightly realistic advanced holographic simulation... Could it be that Colonel Feng has never played holographic games?"
"Doctor Tong?"
The door was opened a crack, and a young lady nurse stood outside, holding a red electronic medical record in her hand: "Doctor Tong, are you still busy now?"
Tong Yuan came back to his senses and said: "No busy, is the patient over there in trouble?"
The nurse opened the door and handed Tong Yuan the red-marked electronic medical record. She pointed at some of the columns. The data in it was connected to the patient's equipment and changed in real time.
"Just now, these fluctuations were a little abnormal, and the brainwaves reacted violently, and there seemed to be signs of awakening."
Tong Yuan took out the electronic pen in his pocket, annotated a few words next to the data, glanced over, and paused on the word "patient's name".
"Has Colonel Feng visited him?"
The nurse shook her head: "No, I just stood at the door of the ward and looked at it once, but I don't seem to know the people inside."
"It's strange to know each other." Tong Yuan muttered, "After waking up from Guimenguan, you even forgot your last name, how can you still remember a subordinate?"
The nurse smiled: "However, Colonel Feng is really handsome. We have two handsome guys lying in bed as soon as we come to the department. Everyone is energetic every day at work."
"You say that, the handsome guy has to avoid you, who would want to put it here." Tong Yuan also laughed, "You can only enter our department if you are half dead. Not only did one just wake up, but the other was paralyzed on the bed."
"This is called Kemen's misfortune." Tong Yuan closed the case, "Let's go and see how the unlucky handsome guy who is still paralyzed on the bed is doing."
After Feng Ye returned home, he first called his parents to report that he was safe, and then went back to the specially vacated fitness equipment room in the apartment to exercise.
After lying in the nutrition cabin for dozens of hours, his muscles were sore and sore. Even though Feng Ye lost his memory, he still maintained the habit of exercising.
He walked into the fitness room, and his gaze was naturally placed on the mecha standing in the corner. Fengye's mecha is a small mecha for individual combat, only [-] meters high, with a streamlined design and a silver-blue appearance. The whole body is made of rare metal, which is extremely hard.
Feng Ye stepped forward, feeling the cold touch across his fingertips, the word "Qingluan" was engraved on his chest, an inexplicable sense of familiarity welled up in his heart, Feng Ye clutched his chest, the sudden rush of blood seemed to be about to break through heart.
"Qingluan." Feng Ye called out subconsciously, and the silver-blue light on the mecha flowed like the moonlight, and after being summoned, he slowly separated from the hatch.
As a man, it is always difficult to refuse such a fascinating thing, especially when this powerful machine still belongs to him.
Feng Ye walked over directly, Qingluan recognized the return of his master, seemed to be excited, the brilliance was even more dazzling, the flexible joints instantly wrapped Feng Ye's whole body, after months of dust, it was finally opened.
Feng Ye has no plans to connect his mental power for the time being, but simply checked Qingluan's console, and wherever he looked, a sense of familiarity emerged spontaneously, as if he was born into this world to control mechas.
But... what is this thing?
There was something similar to a safety knot hanging in front of the operating table, but the workmanship was too rough, and it could only be seen crookedly that it was a braided fabric. Feng Ye's keen eyes were to say it was a safety knot.
Feng Ye raised his hand and touched it. There was a fringed tassel hanging under it. The weaver's taste was really bad, but he still didn't take it off.
Hanging in this place must be something of extraordinary significance.
Feng Ye didn't deny his past thoughts, he just glanced at Qingluan's internal structure, and then opened the mecha.
It's not that Feng Ye doesn't want to try his own mecha, it's because he can't open it until his mental strength recovers, otherwise, according to 001, he will have a nervous breakdown on the spot and burp directly.
So in the past few days, Feng Ye has always maintained a good schedule of eating, sleeping, watching movies, and exercising. Apart from occasionally touching his handsome mech with regret, his life is very nourishing.
After all, he was injured on duty and almost died in the line of duty. Feng Ye has been enjoying the league's paid leave to recuperate until now.
A week later, Feng Ye arrived at the hospital on time, ready to enter the next world.
Tong Yuan lowered Feng Ye's emotional value as agreed.
One second before Feng Ye fell into a deep sleep, he seemed to see a faint white spot of light, like a drop of water falling into the sea, gently blending into his sea of consciousness.