spaceflight manual

Chapter 126 "First Contact"

Wang Pingan lay on the chair, and Tu Shengli's assistant came over to fix him.

Angeli's female assistant was fixing it, and Wang Ping'an heard the girl muttering: "Fuck, this tune is really good, how can I make it so plump without much fat on the lower abdomen?"

Wang Pingan: "Unexpectedly, except for the hair, everything else is natural, which is a miracle of nature."

"Really? Is it possible to create such a devil figure by copying her genes?" the female assistant muttered.

The male assistant who is serving Wang Pingan here complained: "Don't, the gene of the family may be a result of various coincidences. There may be many black boxes. Unless you completely copy the gene of the family and directly make yourself a clone, otherwise you will always be a clone." There's going to be a problem."

Female assistant: "That's right... wait a minute, she is a natural person, so after you two get married, you have to go to the eugenics committee to get approval? That's very troublesome, maybe your children won't be able to use both parents as the foundation .”

If there are hidden dangers after the combination of the genes of the parents, one must be selected from the standard template provided by the eugenics committee as the base of the newborn. Therefore, in China today, it is not uncommon for children to not look like the older generation.

It also raises the question that newborns who do not resemble their parents may develop psychological disabilities as they grow up.

Several assistants joined in the discussion of Wang Ping'an and An Geli's subsequent marriage issues, and then Tu Shengli coughed: "Be serious, it's work! Do your job well and stop talking nonsense!"

Wang Pingan: "Oh, that sounds like a teacher."

"I am their teacher." Tu Shengli replied seriously.

Wang Pingan was speechless: "So that's the case."

The female assistant raised her hand: "The immobilization of the body and the equipment inspection have been completed."

Male assistant: "This is the same."

Tu Shengli supported the table with both hands, looking back and forth at Wang Ping'an and Angeli on the test bench: "You guys are about to connect, the front is an area that we haven't explored, and all we know is only Maga's Experimental data. Based on humanitarianism, now you still have the last chance to withdraw."

Wang Pingan: "How could it be possible to vote out at such a time?"

Angelie: "Indeed."

"Let's go through the process. After all, we will be recording the whole process from now on." Tu Shengli pointed to the recorder specially installed next to it, "That is a high-definition recorder, which is higher than the computer camera in the room. Every expression, every slight twitch of the body is recorded."

Wang Pingan: "Will the jitter of fat also be recorded?"

Angeli: "Who will knock him for me?"

Tu Shengli nodded: "It seems that you are in good spirits, so let's start the experiment. First-level connection!"

The assistant at the console flipped a switch.

Wang Ping'an immediately had a strange feeling.

Tu Shengli explained to the recorder next to him: "The first-level connection is to establish a primary sensory connection between two experimental subjects, mainly the connection of low-level perception that is not easy to be noticed by people. According to the Maga company During this process, the experimental subject may have some subtle feelings.

"Because the minds of the subjects at this stage are basically normal, we believe this dictation is credible."

Wang Pingan: "I felt my chest was heavy, and something heavy was pulling my pectoral muscles from both sides."

Tu Shengli was speechless, and turned his head to stare at Wang Pingan: "We are now in the weightless space."

"Ah... this is the 'Phantom Weight'!"

Angeli: "If you want to say that, does it mean that I should also feel the phantom limb? But I didn't feel it."

Tu Shengli muttered: "Next time the subject should be shut up, I will write this down. The second stage of connection!"

As the assistant flipped the switch, Wang Ping'an's vision began to appear double.

Tu Shengli: "In the second stage of connection, the visual, auditory and other sensations of the subject will overlap. At this time, the reactions are different, mainly due to the dizziness caused by the deviation of the vision and the brain's cognition of its own position, but most people can survive. past this stage."

Wang Pingan didn't feel dizzy at all, maybe he has better resistance in this respect.

Tu Shengli: "The third stage begins!"

As the switch was flipped, Wang Ping'an began to feel intense discomfort.

Tu Shengli's explanation got into his ears: "In the third stage, the two parties began to synchronize their subconscious feelings such as heart rate, and their heartbeat and breathing rhythms will gradually converge. This step is also the reason why opposite sexes are not recommended to participate in the experiment together, because Gender differences have objective differences in physiological functions."

On Wang Ping'an's side, the physical discomfort only lasted until Tu Shengli finished speaking, and then he had a strong urge to raise his hand to silence his chest.

The female assistant next to Angeli who was busy checking her body data burst out laughing and glanced at Wang Ping'an's side, then immediately covered her cheeks with the tablet in her hand, exposing only her eyes.

Wang Ping'an: "Don't be too shocked, my dad got a lot of connections before he was transferred."

Tu Shengli: "It seems that you still have a lot of spare time. According to the information of Maga Company, one-third of the people will be eliminated by this step."

Wang Pingan: "Maybe we are more familiar with each other."

"Okay, let's see if you can adapt yourself to become a big iron man." He turned around and faced the recorder, "The reason why the two people are connected first is to share the impact when connecting to the body later. In fact, most of the subjects responded normally when they first connected to the machine. Start connecting."

The last sentence was clearly an order to the assistant.

With the closing of the switch, Wang Ping'an's consciousness suddenly blurred.

He vaguely heard Tu Shengli's explanation to the camera: "In the beginning, the experiment felt like falling asleep. For them, the connection with the body is closer to the state of dreaming. The brain-computer interface developed by Maga Company is very similar in principle. The 'Dream Maker' was popular for a while. I remember that there was a very popular profession called 'Dream Weaver' at that time... It's beside the point.

"First, the subjects will fall into a light sleep, and then they will 'dream' that they are a super robot."

Tu Shengli's voice gradually became inaudible.

Correspondingly, Wang Ping'an gradually recovered his five senses——no, is this the five senses?
The huge amount of data obtained by the various sensors on the humanoid battleship was imported into Wang Ping'an's brain, causing him to feel dizzy and have the urge to vomit.

This feels... a lot like the so-called Halo 3D?

Of course Wang Pingan did not get dizzy in 3D, but Xiao Fang did.She obviously has no problem driving the simulated pilot or anything, and she is also alive and kicking when playing VR games, but if she is asked to play ancient games facing the screen, she will die immediately.

Wang Pingan said to himself, "I'm an ace pilot, I'm just dizzy, but I can't help it", while trying to fight against the dizziness.

After a while, the dizziness finally ended.

Wang Ping'an thought to himself: Angel, are you there?Have you resisted?
No one responded.

Wang Pingan thought again: I thought it would be like the old games I played before.In the old game, a man and a woman who are the protagonists can be combined into a cool "giant". Just six people and three pairs of CPs can form 3 giants.After the fit, not only can you talk, but you can even talk about cross talk.

But now Wang Ping'an couldn't feel Angeli at all, let alone talk.

He decided to add a play to himself, so he fantasized about Angeli floating beside him. Clothes... just use the long dress she wore when he first met her.

The imaginary Angeli floated in the corner of his vision, and then Wang Ping'an suddenly discovered that this guy would not disappear after being imagined.

--what's the situation?Is it because I ate too many mushrooms and started to hallucinate, or is Angeli manipulating this phantom?
Wang Pingan focused on the phantom and asked, "Can you talk?"

**
Tu Shengli looked at Wang Pingan who spoke suddenly, and muttered, "It's the same as the records of Maga Company, and I started talking nonsense."

He turned his gaze to Angeli: "And here... Looking at the physiological data, is it because of the huge amount of information provided by the sensor that it fainted? Did you really faint?"

His gaze turned to the monitor, which showed the situation in the hangar.

He picked up the microphone on the table: "Wang Ping'an, you should be able to hear my voice through the machine, now raise the arm of the machine."

**
Wang Pingan looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a very small speaker, like a part in a miniature landscape.

He replied, "I can't see you, the voice is coming from a very small speaker."

The voice said again: "Lift up the fuselage—the right hand of the battleship."

"Right hand? How do you lift it? I don't have an interface here?"

Said Wang Pingan shrugged and spread his hands.

Then a strange feeling came.

Wang Pingan failed to complete the shrug, but he did spread his hands.

Then he was surprised to find that his hands seemed different, and he could actually "see" his hands from several angles.

——Ah, by the way, I'm operating a humanoid battleship right now.I'm perceiving the world through the battleship's sensors.

--I……

The battleship's sensors allow him to look at "his" arm from several angles and collect infrared and electromagnetic signals from the arm.

Too much information made Wang Pingan dizzy again.

At this moment, someone hugged him from behind.

It was the imagined Angeli.

Although it was an illusion, the feeling of being pressed tightly against the back was so warm and soft.

Wang Ping'an even wondered if the people in the lab did something to "stack" himself and Angeli.

Perhaps this is a manifestation of the so-called 'shared information'?

But this Angeli, why doesn't she talk or complain?

Even the cosmic female ghost in an old animation can speak...

(End of this chapter)