"Yeah, I ate a bowl of noodles, which was quick."

Yun Heng nodded. Because he was anxious to experience it, he didn't want to say much to Jiang Yanyan. After a few polite words, he entered the clinic and closed the door.

Sitting behind the examination table, Yun Heng did not rush to enter the simulation space. Instead, he stared at one place for three seconds, waited for the panel to appear, and began to try to communicate with the panel.

Yun Heng had never communicated with the panel before, and he didn't know that it was possible. Today he accidentally discovered that it was possible, and he had a lot of questions to ask.

The first question is naturally a rather philosophical one.

"Where are you from?"

Yun Heng asked silently in his heart.

The panel is unresponsive.

After waiting for a minute or two, Yun Heng asked the second philosophical question again.

"Where are you going?"

panel:"......"

What surprised Yun Heng was that this time the panel actually responded, and a long string of ellipsis appeared on it.

Perhaps even something as mysterious as a panel cannot answer this very philosophical question?

"Can you ask some substantive questions?"

The ellipsis stayed for about a minute, and then a sentence appeared on the panel again.

Well, the question I asked does not make much sense.

Then ask something meaningful.

"May I have your name?"

panel:"......."

Is this a meaningful question?

If the panel could curse, it would probably curse MMP now.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore."

Yun Heng muttered to himself, "What functions does it have? How do I use it? At least give me an instruction manual."

Then a sentence appeared on the panel: "The manual has been placed in the information column, please check it yourself."

In the upper right corner of the panel, there is something similar to an email icon, and the icon keeps flashing.

Yun Heng also roughly knew how to check and control it with his consciousness.

With Yun Heng's conscious control, the email icon was opened, and a page similar to that after a document was opened appeared on the panel.

At the top are four slightly larger bold words - Instructions for Use.

I am so stupid. I didn’t ask earlier and kept figuring it out on my own. I only got this so-called instruction manual now. I wasted so much time.

Yun Heng picked up the water cup beside him, took a sip, and then began to read the so-called instruction manual seriously.