I handed over to another world

The disinfection lights in the laboratory cast a cold white halo in the corridor, and Chen Lin's leather shoes made a slight clicking sound as they stepped on the anti-static floor.

In the transparent observation rooms on both sides, the researchers were busy organizing the data terminals, and they couldn't help but tense their backs when they saw him passing by.

"President, this way please."

Old Wu's forehead was still covered with sweat, and his fingerprints left a blurry circle of water stains on the security door. "Xiao Li's situation is quite special. We will place him in Area A."

The air pressure in Area A was 0.3 Pascals lower than that in the corridor. Chen Lin felt a slight pressure on his eardrums, and even a slight tinnitus. Through the one-way glass, he saw a young man in a blue hospital gown sitting at the table with four books in different languages ​​in front of him.

"Since yesterday, his brain activity has dropped by 27%, but his knowledge retention remains at 100%."

Old Wu called up the holographic data. "What's even more amazing is that those foreign languages ​​are now as natural as my mother tongue, without any conscious adhesion at all."

Chen Lin noticed that Xiao Li's movement of turning the pages of the book was a little unusual - he used his left and right hands to turn different pages at the same time, and the trajectory of his eye movements showed that he was truly doing parallel reading.

“Have you tested the application of knowledge?”

“Just finished this morning.”

Old Wu slid the tablet and called up a video. In the video, Xiao Li was writing poetry in fluent Arabic and solving advanced math problems in French. During the video, he complained in Henan dialect that the coffee in the laboratory was too bad.

Chen Lin tapped the observation window with his fingertips: "Where are the other volunteers?"

"The problem remains." Old Wu's shoulders slumped. "Dr. Lin in Observation Room 3 reorganized the three surveillance probes this morning. Now we can only use holographic projection for remote observation."

At this moment, Xiao Li suddenly looked up and his eyes were accurately fixed on Chen Lin behind the one-way glass.

"He can see us." Chen Lin pointed out calmly, "Open the door."

Old Wu hesitated for a moment, but finally entered the unlock command on the control panel.

The airtight door hissed open and Chen Lin stepped in.

Xiao Li closed the book and looked at Chen Lin calmly.

His eyes were neither fanatical nor confused, but instead revealed a strange clarity.

"President Chen."

His voice was soft but very clear, "I knew you would come."

Chen Lin sat down opposite him, crossing his fingers on his knees: "Do you know why?"

"Because I'm the only one who didn't go crazy." Xiao Li smiled slightly, "Or rather, I'm the only one who 'adapted'."

"Adapt to what?"

"Knowledge itself." Xiao Li tapped his temple with his fingertips. "When the seventh-generation helmet leaked electricity, the current stimulated a special area in my prefrontal cortex... It was like opening a biological firewall."

Chen Lin's eyes moved slightly: "Firewall?"

"A protective mechanism." Xiao Li explained, "It allows my consciousness to carry external knowledge without being devoured by it."

Chen Lin was silent for a moment, then asked: "Can you control it?"

"Not completely." Xiao Li shook his head, "But I'm learning."

"What to learn?"

“How to make knowledge a tool, not a master.”

Chen Lin stared at him and suddenly realized that the young man in front of him might be the key to the entire project—not as a test subject, but as a guide.

"Prepare the eighth-generation prototype." Chen Lin stood up and said to Old Wu behind him, "Use his brain wave pattern as a benchmark template."

Old Wu's lips trembled slightly: "But this requires amending Article 17 of the Association's Basic Law regarding human experiments..."

“It has been revised.”

Chen Lin showed the authorization code on the chairman's terminal, "Three minutes ago, the board of directors voted unanimously in favor of it."

The disinfection lights in the laboratory cast a cold white halo in the corridor. Chen Lin's leather shoes stepped on the anti-static floor, making a slight clicking sound. In the transparent observation rooms on both sides, the researchers were busy organizing the data terminals. When they saw him passing by, they couldn't help but tense their backs.

"President, this way please." Old Wu's forehead was still covered with sweat, and his fingerprints left a circle of blurry water stains on the security door. "Xiao Li's situation is rather special. We will place him in Area A."

The air pressure in Area A was 0.3 Pascals lower than that in the corridor. Chen Lin felt a slight pressure on his eardrums, and even a slight tinnitus. Through the one-way glass, he saw a young man in a blue hospital gown sitting at a table with four books in different languages ​​spread out in front of him.

"Since yesterday, his brain activity has dropped by 27%, but his knowledge retention rate remains at 100%." ​​Old Wu called up the holographic data. "What's even more amazing is that those foreign languages ​​are now as natural as his mother tongue, with no conscious adhesion at all."

Chen Lin noticed that Xiao Li's movement of turning the pages of the book was a little unusual - he used his left and right hands to turn different pages at the same time, and the trajectory of his eye movements showed that he was truly doing parallel reading.

“Have you tested the application of knowledge?”

"Just finished this morning." Old Wu slid the tablet and called up a video. In the video, Xiao Li was writing poetry in fluent Arabic and solving advanced math problems in French. During the period, he complained in Henan dialect that the coffee in the laboratory was too bad.

Chen Lin tapped the observation window with his fingertips: "Where are the other volunteers?"

"The problem remains." Old Wu's shoulders slumped. "Dr. Lin in Observation Room 3 reorganized the three surveillance probes this morning. Now we can only use holographic projection for remote observation."

At this moment, Xiao Li suddenly looked up and his eyes were accurately fixed on Chen Lin behind the one-way glass.

"He can see us." Chen Lin pointed out calmly, "Open the door."

Old Wu hesitated for a moment, but finally entered the unlock command on the control panel. The airtight door hissed open, and Chen Lin stepped in.

Xiao Li closed the book and looked at Chen Lin calmly. His eyes were neither fanatical nor chaotic, but rather revealed a strange clarity.

"President Chen." His voice was very soft, but very clear. "I knew you would come."

Chen Lin sat down opposite him, crossing his fingers on his knees: "Do you know why?"

"Because I'm the only one who didn't go crazy." Xiao Li smiled slightly, "Or rather, I'm the only one who 'adapted'."

"Adapt to what?"

"Knowledge itself." Xiao Li tapped his temple with his fingertips. "When the seventh-generation helmet leaked electricity, the current stimulated a special area in my prefrontal cortex... It was like opening a biological firewall."

Chen Lin's eyes moved slightly: "Firewall?"

"A protective mechanism." Xiao Li explained, "It allows my consciousness to carry external knowledge without being devoured by it."

Chen Lin was silent for a moment, then asked: "Can you control it?"

"Not completely." Xiao Li shook his head, "But I'm learning."

"What to learn?"

“How to make knowledge a tool, not a master.”

Chen Lin stared at him and suddenly realized that the young man in front of him might be the key to the entire project—not as a test subject, but as a guide.

"Prepare the eighth-generation prototype." Chen Lin stood up and said to Old Wu behind him, "Use his brain wave pattern as a benchmark template."

Old Wu's lips trembled slightly: "But this requires amending Article 17 of the Association's Basic Law regarding human experiments..."

"It has been modified." Chen Lin showed the authorization code on the president's terminal. "Three minutes ago, the board of directors voted unanimously in favor of it."

Xiao Li's fingertips unconsciously stroked the edge of the page, and the paper made a slight rustling sound.

There was a complex emotion in his eyes when he looked at Chen Lin, like anticipation and worry.

"President, are you sure you want to do this?" Xiao Li said softly, "My brain structure... may not be suitable for ordinary people."

Chen Lin noticed a tiny scar on the young man’s right ring finger, which was left when the seventh-generation device was overloaded.

The laboratory's ventilation system made a low hum, making the enclosed space seem even more depressing.

“It is because it is extraordinary that it has value.”

Chen Lin took out a holographic projector from his pocket and unfolded a set of complex neural maps on the table. "Your prefrontal cortex has synaptic connections that we have never seen before."

Old Wu suddenly moved closer to the observation window: "Wait, isn't this area responsible for..."

“Self-perception and moral judgment.”

Chen Lin took over the conversation, his eyes never leaving Xiao Li, "So you can stay awake, but others can't."

Xiao Li's pupils dilated slightly. He reached out and touched the holographic image. The glowing neural connection lines immediately twisted and deformed with his movements.

"So… this is my brain?"

"To be precise, it's a real-time scan of you as you absorb knowledge."

Chen Lin pulled up another set of data. "Look here. When the foreign language module was activated, your hippocampus did not show abnormal discharges like the other volunteers."

The laboratory's alarm lights suddenly flashed and then returned to normal.

Xiao Li's shoulders tensed up reflexively, and this subtle reaction did not escape Chen Lin's eyes.

"What are you afraid of?"

Chen Lin turned off the projector, and the metal casing made a crisp click.

Xiao Li's fingers tightened. "That sound... every time the alarm goes off, I can hear something... something else."

"what sound?"

"It's like some kind of language, but it doesn't look like any language on Earth."

Xiao Li's eyes drifted to the ceiling. "Senior Su Wen said that what she heard was the 'language of ancient civilization', but I feel... it's more like some kind of program instruction."

Chen Lin and Old Wu exchanged glances, and Old Wu immediately pulled up an encrypted recording on his tablet: "Is this the frequency?"

The recording contains a series of high and low electronic sounds, like a radio signal that has been severely interfered with.

Xiao Li's face turned pale instantly: "That's it! You knew it a long time ago?"

"Not exactly." Chen Lin signaled Old Wu to turn off the recording. "This is background noise extracted from the core processor of the seventh-generation device. We always thought it was interference caused by quantum fluctuations."

Xiao Li suddenly stood up, and the cuff of his hospital gown brushed against the table, knocking over a glass of water.

He ignored the splashed trouser legs and pointed to his temple eagerly: "This is not interference! This is... This is some kind of verification procedure!"

The laboratory's lighting system suddenly began to flicker, and all electronic equipment made shrill beeps at the same time. On Lao Wu's tablet computer, Xiao Li's brain wave map was jumping wildly, showing an unprecedented waveform.

"His brain waves are resonating with the quantum computer!"

Chen Lin pressed Xiao Li's shoulder, only to find that the young man's body temperature was frighteningly high.

What's even more strange is that tiny streams of data began to appear in Xiao Li's eyes, as if the code on the projector was constantly refreshing.

The walls of the laboratory suddenly lit up with a pale blue light curtain, covering the entire Area A, and Xiao Li's body began to twitch uncontrollably. His lips opened and closed mechanically, spitting out strings of binary codes.

"President! His temperature has exceeded 42 degrees!" Old Wu stared at the monitoring screen in horror, "If it continues like this, then..."

Chen Lin rushed forward and pressed down Xiao Li's violently twitching shoulder.

"Initiate emergency plan immediately!"

His voice was still clearly audible above the sirens.

The laboratory's emergency lighting instantly lit up with a dazzling red light, and three seconds later a group of medical personnel in protective clothing rushed into Area A pushing a suspended emergency cabin.

The leading doctor quickly scanned Xiao Li's vital signs and his face suddenly changed: "Quick! Get him to the cryochamber! His nerve temperature has reached the dangerous threshold!"

Xiao Li's body was carefully transferred into a transparent cabin. The light blue freezing mist instantly filled the entire space. Through the mist, Chen Lin saw some glowing patterns vaguely emerging under the skin on Xiao Li's chest, like microscopic wires on a circuit board.

"President, please step back." Old Wu grabbed Chen Lin's sleeve. "This is a nerve overload phenomenon, which may cause electromagnetic pulses."

"Ok?"

Before he finished speaking, a series of sparks suddenly burst out from the display screen of the emergency cabin. Xiao Li raised his right hand suddenly, spread out his five fingers, and tiny arcs burst out from his fingertips.

The medical equipment was emitting shrill alarms and all the readings were jumping wildly.

"He's trying to make some kind of connection!"

The technician yelled, "The quantum computer's backup power supply has automatically activated!"

Chen Lin noticed that Xiao Li's eyes had completely turned silver-white, and there were data streams rolling rapidly in his pupils. What was even more disturbing was that those data streams seemed to form some regular patterns - like some ancient text.

"Don't cut off the power!" Chen Lin suddenly ordered, "Bring the neural interface of the seventh-generation prototype."

Old Wu turned around in shock: "President, this is too dangerous!"

"Do as I say!" Chen Lin had already put on the neural connection gloves. "He is trying to tell us something."

When the prototype helmet was put on Xiao Li's head, the lights in the entire laboratory suddenly went out. Only the inside of the emergency cabin emitted a strange blue light, which made everyone's face look like a ghost.

"The vital signs are stable!"

The doctor looked at the monitor in disbelief. "The body temperature has returned to normal, and the brain waves are also...wait, this is impossible..."

Xiao Li's eyes returned to normal and he raised his hand weakly. Then his arm dropped limply and he fell into a deep sleep.

Chen Lin witnessed the whole farce here, and his frown made everyone look particularly nervous.

I thought today's situation would be clear, but no one expected it to be like this. Instead, such a mistake happened in front of the president... (End of this chapter)