Chapter 105 Rose (2)

The laboratory was quiet, and Jiang Jianming did not speak.

The silence at this time undoubtedly added something heavy to the air.

Garcia's Adam's apple moved, he slowly let go of Jiang Jianming and took two steps forward, looking at the data on the screen - he didn't want to see Jiang Jianming's expression at this time, or maybe he just didn't dare.

"...In the beginning, I learned that you are the widow of the crown prince. I was very...I couldn't accept it."

Garcia wiped the lines of "Ryan Kaios Generation" with his fingers and whispered.

"But there's nothing wrong with you, it's my mental imbalance, because I want to have something in the world that can be purely exclusive to me, and you like me too much."

like.

This ambiguous word was said in an understatement. There was no sweet atmosphere, no hugs and kisses, no flowers or diamond rings, and no blessings.

Only the faint cold laboratory light. There are only layers of misty clouds invisibly between the two, and a huge gap called life and death.

"...And because I hate being a procedurally generated human."

Garcia still didn't look back, "Ryan has fallen in love with you, so I can't escape."

Jiang Jianming took a step forward: "Your Highness, listen to me. The only thing that can be copied by cloning technology is genetic characteristics, I don't believe it..."

Garcia abruptly increased his tone: "—but how to find your place in this world, this is what I have to consider, not you."

"Ryan can die a thousand times, and then be copied a thousand times and each one will fall in love with you... But can you also be resurrected a thousand times and love him a thousand times!?"

"..."

Jiang Jianming was silent again.

"That deal counts." Garcia said hoarsely.

"I can be your weapon forever, and I will be the same for countless others after me... as long as you are willing to stop."

"If you're chasing the truth for your own sake, you should take advantage of that. You're a smart person and you know what I mean."

This monster created in the base laboratory has surrendered to you, the prince said with a lonely back.

Whether this pair of minions or this love, can be driven by you. As long as you are willing to heal, as long as you can live.

"..."

The silence continued.

The prince endured and did not look back, all he could say and do was here, and he was almost tormentingly waiting for a result.

After a long time, Garcia heard the rubbing of the corners of the clothes behind him, and it was Jiang Jianming who turned and left. The sound of footsteps sounded, steadily getting further and further away from him.

"..." Garcia's face was tense, almost clenching his teeth. The emerald-like eyes reflected a cold blue light, without blinking.

He just listened to Jiang Jianming and walked out, the door was closed, and the light was harvested in a bundle, and the darkness came from all directions.

gone.

really gone?

"..."

Garcia sat on the ground slowly, resting his forehead against the corner of the glass bin, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, as if he was enduring some kind of unbearable pain.

His fingers were still on the edge of the instrument, and at this moment, the knuckles were bluishly protruding, and there were bursts of fine trembling. He thought that Jiang Jianming would at least coax him a few words before leaving.

But at the same time, he clearly knew in his heart that this was difficult for a strong man——

The lover who I thought was lost and found was a monster experiment, which was undoubtedly a huge blow to Jiang Jianming. Perhaps he should be more thankful that the sick and disabled human did not faint on the spot.

In any case... benevolence and benevolence, now he has nothing.

I don't know how long it took, in the dark, a little regret came to heart, and soon it became heavier: If had known it would turn out like this, what was the point of the unilateral Cold War in those days.

He still wanted to hug him, wanted to hear his gentle voice, and missed the gentle night the two of them spent together in the starship, the dim bedside lamp.

If had known it earlier... Garcia closed his eyes and thought to himself, what would he have known earlier? This was the result that was doomed from the moment they met.

If time rewinds, all he will do is drag Jiang Jianming here earlier, and then——

……boom!

Garcia opened his eyes.

Without warning, the mechanical door behind him opened again.

The light that was taken away was projected into the laboratory again, and someone walked in, a familiar atmosphere.

Garcia stiffened for a few seconds, and the footsteps stopped behind him.

Jiang Jianming stood behind Garcia, holding a thin stack of printing paper in one hand. The blue light of the instrument lightly outlined the incomparably handsome eyebrows.

He rubbed the latter's hair with the other hand, then tugged it gently, and said lightly, "Good Highness, come and show me, are you crying?"

Forced to turn around was a perfect but gloomy face, Garcia pinched the wrist of the crippled human being to do evil: "What are you doing here!"

"You should ask me why I left." Jiang Jianming said, "I went to the mecha to find Seth and got some things."

As he spoke, he sat down beside Garcia and put the paper in his hand on the floor: "You don't want to be manipulated, so you have to separate yourself from Ryan... I understand and admire Your insistence. But I can't back down."

Garcia interrupted him: "This is not the same thing as what I said, this is no longer important..."

"It's one thing, listen to me." Jiang Jianming raised his head abruptly, his eyes seemed to reflect a sharp icy light.

"Three years. Every time you suffer from your empty past, I also suffer from the powerlessness that I feel in the face of this fog."

"How many times have you suffered, and how many times have I suffered."

Jiang Jianming's eyes were quiet, and three years passed by.

He looked directly at Prince Garcia, who was sitting opposite him, and said An Ran, "At that time, I thought, no one else will fly into the flames for this truth, only me... I am alone."

"Just like in this world, you are the only one who wants to stick to a position of 'Garcia'."

"In this world, I am the only one who wants to find the position of 'Ryan'."

So it's a war, a war of two people.

Garcia gave up, Garcia Kaios ceased to exist in the world, and only the unknown creation in the laboratory of the Black Shark Base was left, and it was born for unknown reasons.

But Jiang Jianming gave up, and Ryan Kaios ceased to exist in the world, leaving only the so-called "Imperial Crown Prince" as a faith-based title, and died for unknown reasons.

"But you are not as good as me, Your Highness."

Jiang Jianming said warmly.

"You escaped from the Black Shark base, from the empire, from the shadow of the name 'Ryan'. And I took the initiative to walk in."

"I can't blame you, after all, you are still young. But since you escaped, the winner will be me."

Jiang Jianming lowered his eyes, calmly spread out the stack of papers on the floor one by one as he spoke, the blue light beating on his fingertips.

Facing the noble prince, he said contemptuous words, but his tone was more like relief, but this sense of contradiction was perfectly reconciled in this inorganic laboratory.

So Garcia was not provoked, but approached and asked, "Are you still going to argue with me whether it is a problem of one person or a thousand people?"

"Yes, have you heard of mental awareness projection technology?"

Jiang Jianming opened the wrist phone and called up a window.

It was an audio file, and he hit the play button.

Garcia: "What?"

"Jiang?" A soft girl's voice came from the audio, "Why do you still need to record?"

Then Jiang Jianming's voice: "Sorry, this is an important thing, I may need to listen to it repeatedly."

Garcia frowned and looked at him: "This girl?"

Jiang Jianming said, "This is Miss Diana from Lance's family. I once visited her for your question."

"Oh. She seems very close to you."

"...You're wrong, please be serious, Your Highness."

"Then let me say it again from the beginning, um," Diana in the audio cleared her throat timidly, "mental consciousness projection technology is a branch technology of neuroscience based on crystal particle research. Emerging disciplines are also what I am researching.”

"Of course, it is now accepted that the old empire has mastered this technology relatively maturely, and the evidence is the application of the mental manipulation system in the field of mecha. But we are all aware of the loss of technology caused by the founding war. Although it is a pity, we must first Press and don't mention..."

"Let me first talk about the principle of mental consciousness projection technology."

The girl's eloquent voice echoed in the laboratory. Jiang Jianming had reviewed this audio many times, and he was familiar with the content. At this time, he just silently handed the printed materials to Garcia at the right time.

The audio was two hours long, but for a long time, Jiang Jianming asked questions from various angles, while Diana found books and moved them, listing various materials to answer.

Skip these useless clips, and then skip the esoteric ones that you don't understand. Only the most important conversations were picked, with about thirty minutes left.

During these thirty minutes, Diana Lance outlined the principle and historical origin of the "spiritual consciousness projection technology".

Everything still has to start with the crystal particles brought by the black wave radiation.

Why, on the premise that they also have a nervous system, the new humans can freely manipulate the crystal particles in their bodies, but the disabled humans cannot?

In the era of the Old Empire, scientists discovered a surprising phenomenon: there seems to be some kind of induction between crystal particles, and it can be initially guessed that they interact through quantum entanglement.

So the following hypothesis appeared: the new human who has completed the evolution manipulates the rest of the crystal particles in the body through the crystal particles that make up the brain nerves, making it less likely to get out of control and chaos; the disabled human beings who have failed to evolve do not have this ability.

At the same time, technology using crystal particle sensing has also flourished. One of the most eye-catching is the spiritual consciousness projection technology——

Attempts to use crystal particles as a carrier to "project" the consciousness of living beings, that is, transfer from the original body to another body.

"You ask me, is it possible to use it to rescue people who are dying, and is there any sequelae that may cause amnesia?"

Diana in the audio seemed to think for a while, and then said softly: "Possible, it is better to say that saving people is one of the application purposes of this technology."

"For example, if there is a patient who cannot be saved by current medicine, we can freeze the patient when he is dying, and project his consciousness onto the spare body."

"Amnesia, I think it's very possible. After all, the empire's technology in this area is not mature, and it is very likely that it will be unstable during projection, and it will not be able to allow consciousness to carry such a huge amount of information."

"The induction is unstable?" Jiang Jianming asked again in the audio, "Can you explain this?"

"Ah, this is because the technology of spiritual consciousness projection still relies on the induction between crystal particles... You can imagine two bridge piers, which symbolize the original body and the new body of the patient. The bridge is built on it, and it is invisible. , has an arbitrary length, symbolizing crystal particle induction. But if too much information is transmitted and the bridge is not stable enough, of course it will collapse."

"At the same time," Diana added, "if one of the bridge piers collapses, the connection will also be broken. For example, if the patient's original body cannot support death, the projection will also disappear, and consciousness will die directly; if the new body dies , then the consciousness will be pulled back into the original body, um... it is also a big damage."

Jiang Jianming seemed stunned for a moment, and quickly asked: "Does the projected original body need to maintain life all the time? The prerequisite for a stable consciousness projection is that the original body and the new body survive at the same time!?"

"Oh, of course." Diana smiled. "Jiang, this is not a resurrection technique in fantasy novels, and it is impossible to turn humans into foxes with nine lives."

"Like the mecha mental manipulation you've always been interested in, if you shoot the pilot in the temple, of course he will die. It's impossible to continue to control the battle in the mecha's system, right? The reason is the same. …”

Audio is cut off.

Jiang Jianming removed his finger from the pause button and clicked to close: "The rest is not important." The laboratory suddenly returned to silence, and only the sound of two people's breathing remained.

Garcia stared at Jiang Jianming dazedly, with a look that couldn't be said to be in a trance, it was as if his soul had left the body.

"You mean," Garcia's Adam's apple rolled hard, staring at the floor helplessly, "I am Ryan's own...consciousness...projection?"

This person had already thought about it so much.

Garcia then realized this with hindsight.

When he was escaping, Jiang Jianming was thinking, guessing, and reasoning. He was looking for clues and asking people for advice.

Then waited silently, enduring the verbal violence of venting, intimidating and even gouging out his heart again and again, waiting for the day when he was willing to confess.

How could this man... how could he do this?

"That's it, so it's one thing." Jiang Jianming said frankly.

"I won't look back...because I still have to collect the corpse."

The black-haired young man had a slight smile on his brows, he tilted his head with one hand on his chin, and said with a wistful expression: "It is very likely that he was sleeping near the crystal nest, a half-dead golden retriever.

zombie

. "

"But it's just..." Garcia said hoarsely, his curly eyelashes hanging down, "your guess."

"Yes." Jiang Jianming turned to His Royal Highness the lost prince, "But if I can find him, I must give him a slap first—"

He reached out and rubbed his hair again, and asked with a wicked smile, "By the way, do you prefer a face spanking or a spanking?"

The author has something to say:

Diana: This isn't a fantasy novel.

Author: Shut up. This is fantasy fiction.

The whole article about technology is nonsense, and quantum mechanics is the truth.