Chapter 475 Time Travel Test III
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Hong Ri Zhang Wei Luo
Yi Qingshi was very puzzled.
Why do my back, head and buttocks hurt so much?
He looked down.
He is obviously wearing all the armor on his body.
This is magic armor that even a 406mm cannon cannot penetrate.
Even if a single soldier breaks into the atmosphere, nothing will happen.
Why now.
Will there be a burning feeling?
What did this man in front of me do?
Could it be that he did something like this?
Jack just sneered at the suspicious glances directed at him.
"Fortunately, I left evidence."
Just toss.
'Evidence' flew towards Yi Qingshi.
Yi Qingshi caught it and took a look.
It is a small, cube-like 3D player.
The workmanship of this thing is quite crude, and it is probably the cheapest kind.
However, it does not hinder use.
Open it quickly.
A curtain of light rose from the player and then spread.
Three-dimensional images also appeared.
in the screen.
Jack got to work.
He took out an iron chain about the same thickness as his arm and wrapped it around Yi Qingshi's ankles.
After it was done, the other end was tied to the rotorcraft.
Subsequently.
Under Yi Qingshi's shocked gaze.
The rotorcraft started, dragging her along.
Jack is flying in mid-air on a rotorcraft.
And she...
Being dragged along the ground.
Her hair, her head, her arms, her back, her hips...
All have frequent contact with the earth.
Friction, friction, friction.
"Excuse me."
Jack spoke at the right time: "My flying car can only pull less than 5 tons of cargo.
Your body is close to 10 tons, right?
It couldn't be pulled up anyway, so it had to be dragged along.
To be honest, it's quite time-consuming.
It took at least 2 hours to get you back. "
Yi Qingshi listened.
Looking at the interior of this simple cave with no extra equipment, an idea flashed through my heart.
Before he could grab it, he heard Jack speak again.
His attention couldn't help but deflect.
"I don't know what happened to you before, but because of you, at least a third of my hundreds of acres of sugar cane was burned.
This may be a small fortune to you.
But for me, it's a lot of money.
Remember to compensate me. "
"Compensate...compensate..."
Yi Qingshi's face turned rosy.
"You, what kind of compensation do you want?"
Her eyes were a little sparkling, and she seemed to have an inexplicable expectation.
"Didn't I say it? Pay money." Jack frowned.
"that's it?"
"if not?"
"You could ask for more."
"Okay, just compensate." Jack stopped Yi Qingshi's words.
Take a serious look.
Yi Qingshi, who was solemnly rejected, had a faint look of disappointment on her face.
He sighed.
"Looking at your appearance, you are almost completely depraved. Don't keep thinking about unnecessary things.
Otherwise, there will be no chance of recovery. "
After Jack finished speaking, he was suddenly stunned.
Wait, what is he doing?
He actually acted according to this body's usual thoughts.
Understand one thing, he is Jack, a Jack from the real world.
Whether it's war, magic armor, or even the so-called corruption, does it have anything to do with him?
The answer is obvious, no.
But he was thinking about this seriously...
He somewhat understood what the so-called personality pollution meant.
This involves a problem.
How is personality shaped?
Undoubtedly shaped by memory.
Give the simplest example.
For example, when I was a child, I was chased and bitten by a big black dog for several streets, which ultimately left an everlasting scar on my calf.
This kind of memory will not be easily erased when you grow up, and it will make it difficult for people to get close to dogs.
Even if you are sure that the dog is well-tamed and will not bite you, you still dare not take the initiative to touch it.
And the accumulation of countless memories that are either profound or silent in the mind will naturally form the current personality.
If such a memory is mixed with other things that are not originally one's own life, it will certainly become confusing.
In fact, Jack had personally created such an existence.
Tom Wallace, a chess piece he pushed to the throne.
Looking back at the beginning, this was just a young wizard who had just graduated a few years ago.He has his own life, his own memories, his own personality, his own character.
But Jack erased all the memories and rearranged a false memory.
Then, Tom really believed it and really ran to become the king.
Even though he feels that he is not capable enough, he is working conscientiously now.
Fight for the great revival of wizards.
Honestly, fighting for false memories is kind of magical, isn't it?
Back to the current situation.
It is true that it mixes other people's memories and causes personality confusion.
Fortunately it was just a 'slicing' experience.
If it’s a truly immersive experience…
I'm afraid no one even forgot his last name.
"That's it, it's over." Jack glanced at Yi Qingshi calmly.
Before she could react, the whole world began to collapse.
Then it is turned into a segment of data stream.
It looks like a world composed of 0 and 1.
And he also withdrew his consciousness from the illusory world.
His eyes darkened first, then lit up again.
When the field of vision becomes clear, what appears in front of you is the scenery deformed by the refraction of the glass curved surface.
are you back...
Jack raised his hand and looked at it.
At this time, he was soaked in nutrient solution.
As he wakes up, the nutrient solution is quickly drained.
The scene in front of me became clearer.
It's a lot of instrumentation.
Many researchers gathered around the tank and communicated in low voices.
The leader was a wizard with sparse hair on his head.
Jack remembered him as the project leader of the Migratory Bird Project.
He walked out of the tank, used magic to clean himself up, and put on clothes.
When everything was almost completed, the bald wizard stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Boss, how do you feel? Why did you come out so soon? Did something happen?"
"Well, there is indeed something wrong." Jack said truthfully, "If a real person comes to that thing with a complete life..."
"It's not a toy, it's a digital life." the bald wizard corrected.
"Oh, digital life." Jack said kindly, "Anyway, if it comes directly to a digital life and merges with the memory it possesses, it is indeed easy to cause memory confusion and contaminate the subject's personality. I was almost contaminated, So quit early.”
"Boss, this kind of pollution is not simply bad. In fact, it also has advantages." The bald wizard quickly explained, "If used well, it can strengthen the control of thoughts."
He spoke extremely terrifying words in a humble tone.
Jack was stunned for a moment when he heard this.
"Expand and talk?"
Why do my back, head and buttocks hurt so much?
He looked down.
He is obviously wearing all the armor on his body.
This is magic armor that even a 406mm cannon cannot penetrate.
Even if a single soldier breaks into the atmosphere, nothing will happen.
Why now.
Will there be a burning feeling?
What did this man in front of me do?
Could it be that he did something like this?
Jack just sneered at the suspicious glances directed at him.
"Fortunately, I left evidence."
Just toss.
'Evidence' flew towards Yi Qingshi.
Yi Qingshi caught it and took a look.
It is a small, cube-like 3D player.
The workmanship of this thing is quite crude, and it is probably the cheapest kind.
However, it does not hinder use.
Open it quickly.
A curtain of light rose from the player and then spread.
Three-dimensional images also appeared.
in the screen.
Jack got to work.
He took out an iron chain about the same thickness as his arm and wrapped it around Yi Qingshi's ankles.
After it was done, the other end was tied to the rotorcraft.
Subsequently.
Under Yi Qingshi's shocked gaze.
The rotorcraft started, dragging her along.
Jack is flying in mid-air on a rotorcraft.
And she...
Being dragged along the ground.
Her hair, her head, her arms, her back, her hips...
All have frequent contact with the earth.
Friction, friction, friction.
"Excuse me."
Jack spoke at the right time: "My flying car can only pull less than 5 tons of cargo.
Your body is close to 10 tons, right?
It couldn't be pulled up anyway, so it had to be dragged along.
To be honest, it's quite time-consuming.
It took at least 2 hours to get you back. "
Yi Qingshi listened.
Looking at the interior of this simple cave with no extra equipment, an idea flashed through my heart.
Before he could grab it, he heard Jack speak again.
His attention couldn't help but deflect.
"I don't know what happened to you before, but because of you, at least a third of my hundreds of acres of sugar cane was burned.
This may be a small fortune to you.
But for me, it's a lot of money.
Remember to compensate me. "
"Compensate...compensate..."
Yi Qingshi's face turned rosy.
"You, what kind of compensation do you want?"
Her eyes were a little sparkling, and she seemed to have an inexplicable expectation.
"Didn't I say it? Pay money." Jack frowned.
"that's it?"
"if not?"
"You could ask for more."
"Okay, just compensate." Jack stopped Yi Qingshi's words.
Take a serious look.
Yi Qingshi, who was solemnly rejected, had a faint look of disappointment on her face.
He sighed.
"Looking at your appearance, you are almost completely depraved. Don't keep thinking about unnecessary things.
Otherwise, there will be no chance of recovery. "
After Jack finished speaking, he was suddenly stunned.
Wait, what is he doing?
He actually acted according to this body's usual thoughts.
Understand one thing, he is Jack, a Jack from the real world.
Whether it's war, magic armor, or even the so-called corruption, does it have anything to do with him?
The answer is obvious, no.
But he was thinking about this seriously...
He somewhat understood what the so-called personality pollution meant.
This involves a problem.
How is personality shaped?
Undoubtedly shaped by memory.
Give the simplest example.
For example, when I was a child, I was chased and bitten by a big black dog for several streets, which ultimately left an everlasting scar on my calf.
This kind of memory will not be easily erased when you grow up, and it will make it difficult for people to get close to dogs.
Even if you are sure that the dog is well-tamed and will not bite you, you still dare not take the initiative to touch it.
And the accumulation of countless memories that are either profound or silent in the mind will naturally form the current personality.
If such a memory is mixed with other things that are not originally one's own life, it will certainly become confusing.
In fact, Jack had personally created such an existence.
Tom Wallace, a chess piece he pushed to the throne.
Looking back at the beginning, this was just a young wizard who had just graduated a few years ago.He has his own life, his own memories, his own personality, his own character.
But Jack erased all the memories and rearranged a false memory.
Then, Tom really believed it and really ran to become the king.
Even though he feels that he is not capable enough, he is working conscientiously now.
Fight for the great revival of wizards.
Honestly, fighting for false memories is kind of magical, isn't it?
Back to the current situation.
It is true that it mixes other people's memories and causes personality confusion.
Fortunately it was just a 'slicing' experience.
If it’s a truly immersive experience…
I'm afraid no one even forgot his last name.
"That's it, it's over." Jack glanced at Yi Qingshi calmly.
Before she could react, the whole world began to collapse.
Then it is turned into a segment of data stream.
It looks like a world composed of 0 and 1.
And he also withdrew his consciousness from the illusory world.
His eyes darkened first, then lit up again.
When the field of vision becomes clear, what appears in front of you is the scenery deformed by the refraction of the glass curved surface.
are you back...
Jack raised his hand and looked at it.
At this time, he was soaked in nutrient solution.
As he wakes up, the nutrient solution is quickly drained.
The scene in front of me became clearer.
It's a lot of instrumentation.
Many researchers gathered around the tank and communicated in low voices.
The leader was a wizard with sparse hair on his head.
Jack remembered him as the project leader of the Migratory Bird Project.
He walked out of the tank, used magic to clean himself up, and put on clothes.
When everything was almost completed, the bald wizard stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "Boss, how do you feel? Why did you come out so soon? Did something happen?"
"Well, there is indeed something wrong." Jack said truthfully, "If a real person comes to that thing with a complete life..."
"It's not a toy, it's a digital life." the bald wizard corrected.
"Oh, digital life." Jack said kindly, "Anyway, if it comes directly to a digital life and merges with the memory it possesses, it is indeed easy to cause memory confusion and contaminate the subject's personality. I was almost contaminated, So quit early.”
"Boss, this kind of pollution is not simply bad. In fact, it also has advantages." The bald wizard quickly explained, "If used well, it can strengthen the control of thoughts."
He spoke extremely terrifying words in a humble tone.
Jack was stunned for a moment when he heard this.
"Expand and talk?"
