My Years in the Folklore World

Chapter 207 Lingguan Technology
Jiang Xinghuo walked over and picked up the phone. When he saw the caller ID, he was quite surprised. The person calling was Lin Tianshou.

The head of the second group of the Public Opinion Survey Bureau.

To be honest, the two of them were just casual acquaintances and didn't have much contact on a daily basis, but once they had contact, there must be something going on.

as predicted.

Lin Tianshou invited Jiang Xinghuo over the phone, inviting him to visit the Public Opinion Survey Bureau's office building in Binhai.

If it's convenient, drive over to pick him up in ten minutes.

Jiang Xinghuo thought that since there was nothing to do, he might as well go to the Public Opinion Survey Bureau to relax. Even if there was nothing to do, it would be good to know some inside information.

In particular, the database of the Public Opinion Research Bureau contains many secrets of the folk world. Jiang Xinghuo has proposed more than once to look through the archives in the database, but was always blocked by Lin Tianshou.

His explanation was that information about the folk world was an internal secret and outsiders had no right to access it unless they were insiders.

Jiang Xinghuo also understood in his heart that this was Lin Tianshou's little strategy to get him into the Public Opinion Survey Bureau.

But Jiang Xinghuo had no interest in joining the official organization, so he just casually brushed it off.

I hung up the phone in less than two minutes.

Lin Tianshou's big jeep appeared outside the door.

Jiang Xinghuo looked at him speechlessly. So you were waiting at the intersection, right?
After putting down the phone.

A kick of the gas.

Just drove the car over here.

Jiang Xinghuo didn't waste any time. He locked the shop door, opened the car door, and sat in the passenger seat.

"Team Leader Lin, you've found time to call me during your busy schedule. Just tell me what's going on."

Jiang Xinghuo teased Lin Tianshou while taking the box he handed over.

Lin Tianshou did not hide his purpose and nodded, saying, "There is indeed something I would like to ask you for help with. Please take a look at the contents first."

Lin Tianshou signaled Jiang Xinghuo to open the box.

"what is this?"

After Jiang Xinghuo opened the box, what came into view was a capsule. It was silver-white in color, the outer shell seemed to be made of metal, and there were two dark purple indicator lights.

"The latest product developed by Lingguan Technology is called [Zhuang Zhou Consciousness Sharing Live Broadcast Device]."

"Consciousness sharing live broadcast device?"

Jiang Xinghuo looked at the capsule in his hand with great interest. "Zhuang Zhou dreamed of being a butterfly, and the butterfly dreamed of being Zhuang Zhou. Could it be that this capsule can allow people to share their consciousness, just like the butterfly and Zhuang Zhou did back then?"

Zhuang Zhou's Dream of the Butterfly is a very old philosophical story.

According to legend, Zhuangzi once fell asleep during a nap and turned into a butterfly, flying around. However, after waking up, he found that he was still Zhuangzi and had not turned into a butterfly.

So, Zhuang Zhou put forward an argument: was it he who dreamed of becoming a butterfly, or was it the butterfly that dreamed of becoming Zhuang Zhou?

Zhuang Zhou also gained a great enlightenment and realized that everything in the world is constantly changing.

It could be a butterfly, or Zhuang Zhou, or a tree by the roadside, flowers and plants in the field, or floating clouds in the sky...

Jiang Xinghuo was just saying this casually, but Lin Tianshou nodded seriously and said, "Yes, this capsule can indeed allow people to share consciousness. We have also done related experiments." "As long as two capsules of the same sequence are placed on different people and their neurons are connected, consciousness can be shared, including thoughts, senses, and emotions."

After hearing Lin Tianshou's words, Jiang Xinghuo's expression changed a little, and he frowned and said:

"It's already weird to be able to share other people's consciousness and thoughts, but can we also share senses and emotions? Can current technology do this?"

"Of course the technology in our world cannot do this, but another world may have the relevant technology."

"You mean... this technology comes from the secular world?"

"It's just speculation now. We haven't found any evidence yet. We've also checked Lingguan Technology and there's nothing wrong with it. At least, there's nothing wrong on the surface."

Lin Tianshou parked the car on the side of the road, sighed, and continued:
"Lingguan Technology is a new technology company that has emerged in recent years. It mainly develops VR and AR technologies. The country is now vigorously promoting them, so we can't touch them without clear evidence."

After listening to this, Jiang Xinghuo interrupted Lin Tianshou and asked in confusion: "Can you tell me why you want to move them? Is it because this technology originated from the folk world?"

"of course not……"

Lin Tianshou shook his head, took out a few photos from his pocket, and said, "Take a look at these photos."

Jiang Xinghuo took the photos and looked at them. They were all white-haired old men lying on hospital beds, dying. Their dehydrated skin was covered with age spots. He could even imagine the smell of aging.

"How old do you think they are?"

Lin Tianshou suddenly asked.

"He must be at least seventy years old."

Jiang Xinghuo placed the photos on the dashboard and said, "Judging from the age spots and dehydrated skin on their bodies, they are at least seventy years old, and these two are even over ninety."

Lin Tianshou just shook his head and took out a few more photos, all of which were of young men in their prime, in their twenties, full of youthful vigor.

However, Jiang Xinghuo's expression became more solemn, because he found that the people in these two sets of seemingly completely different photos seemed to be the same!
"What...what's going on?"

Jiang Xinghuo couldn't help but ask.

Lin Tianshou took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "I suspect that their lives were taken away by someone. These young people are in different cities and have no intersection with each other. The only thing they have in common is the thing in your hand."

"They are all users of the consciousness sharing live broadcast device. The length of time they have been using it varies. Some have just registered for a few months, while others have been playing for almost a year. But in the end, they all turned into ghosts like this."

"Medical experts said it was progeria, but what was so coincidental was that right after these young people became ill, many terminally ill patients suddenly returned to normal."

"These people have different identities, from ordinary working class people to wealthy and powerful people. What they have in common is that they all suffer from incurable diseases."

After listening to Lin Tianshou's story, Jiang Xinghuo suddenly thought of his own life-and-death chess game, in which victory or defeat is determined by the loss, and the loser will have ten years of his life directly taken away.

Could it be that this consciousness-sharing live broadcast device is also a similar product?
"Isn't this evidence enough for you to take action?"

Jiang Xinghuo asked again.

Lin Tianshou shook his head: "It's far from enough. The user group of this live broadcast device is too wide, at least tens of thousands of people are using it. Based on the problems we have found so far, it is impossible to connect the two together."

"To use the words of those philosophers, you can't use the occasional individual problems to erase the universal common problems."

"It's like only a dozen people out of tens of thousands of users had problems, which is a tiny percentage."

(End of this chapter)