Jiang Cheng was very curious, but also felt a sense of unrealistic fantasy. He had first granted the brain-like creature the right to exist in the world, and now he was going to grant it the possibility of speaking. This feeling was undoubtedly something to be moved by for a researcher.
So, let's begin now.
He pressed the button on the robotic arm, and through the hole in the glass jar, it accurately located the brain-like structure, analyzed where the chip was located and where the module components should be embedded, and then gently placed it on the chip with a small pair of tweezers.
The entire process was smooth and flawless, without a single mistake.
However, when the robotic arm retracted, the brain did not give any of the expected response.
It seems the module is ineffective; it cannot produce accurate sounds, or perhaps the brain-like system has fallen into a dormant state, with even the culture medium remaining still and without any ripples.
Did it fail...?
Jiang Cheng's face remained expressionless. In truth, failure was nothing to worry about; he could simply refine his work for the second attempt, requiring only a little more effort.
He stood there for a while longer, rubbing his chin with his fingers, and pursed his lips with a hint of helplessness. Suddenly, he felt a wave of exhaustion wash over him. It was already very late at night.
Outside, the stars twinkled, and from the windows of the high-rise buildings, one could see distant lights and the blurry, flowing river under the streetlights, its surface rippling in the cold wind.
He unconsciously wrapped his clothes tighter around himself; he was wearing too little under his lab coat, and Jiang Cheng was already feeling a bit cold.
Now I should go back to my warm bed and get some sleep...
With that thought in mind, Jiang Cheng walked to the door and turned off the laboratory lights, plunging the room into darkness.
But just as he was about to step out the door, a neutral voice came from the glass jar.
"Hello."
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