Chapter 273 Superficial Thought Stamp
Perhaps because they had just experienced a small-scale battle, the atmosphere in the cockpit of the patrol starship was a little solemn.
Olaya and Baroka sat in their chairs in silence, not knowing what they were thinking.
The silver-white medical nanomachines flowed slowly on the surface of Olaya's body, repairing the "minor" damage on the surface of his body.
"What did you feel at that time?"
Chen Fan glanced at Olaya, whose eyes were empty and his face was full of the four words "life is hopeless", and was the first to speak to break the silence.
He planned to start with Olaya's physical sensation and simply investigate the working principles of those nanomachine clusters to determine whether the "enemy" really mastered the thought stamp technology.
"At that time?"
Olaya was stunned for a moment, and then he understood what Chen Fan meant.
He lowered his head and glanced at the silver-white nanomachines that slowly flowed from his chest to his right arm, and then shuddered violently.
"When those nanomachine clusters drilled into my brain, I just felt drowsy and lost consciousness in a few seconds."
Chen Fan understood.
This should be what Yi once mentioned, the process of the nanomachine cluster suppressing brain activity through bioelectric signals.
"I don't know how long it took, but I gradually regained consciousness."
Olaya's face was bright blue, and deep fear was revealed in his eyes: "It was a particularly strange feeling."
"The moment I saw the chairman of the senator, I thought he was trustworthy."
"I believe every word the chairman of the senator said, and I am even willing to execute any order from the chairman of the senator!"
"I sincerely believe that the chairman of the senator's previous actions are good for me, and even... I want to thank the chairman of the senator for being willing to implant nanomachines in my brain."
"Other than that, I can hardly detect any emotional fluctuations. Although I woke up from a coma, I still feel groggy, as if... I was dreaming!"
Olaya's voice echoed in the cockpit, and Yi's electronic synthesized voice also sounded in the mind network: [Standard superficial thought steel stamping technology, the imprinting content is also very simple, basically trusting the chairman of the senator unconditionally and obeying the chairman's orders. 】
[Of course, the chairman of the senator is just a general term. This machine guessed that the real trigger should be some unique token and mark on the chairman of the senator. 】
【The thought stamp of the Human Union usually does this. 】
Chen Fan's heart moved, and he asked in the mind network: 'Superficial thought stamp? What does this mean? '
【Superficial thought stamp, unlike deep thought stamp, this kind of thought stamp needs continuous stimulation from the outside world to maintain. 】
【At the same time, in order to ensure the stability of the thought stamp, the other party must suppress the brain activity below a certain level. Just like what this machine said before, it is difficult to achieve hypnosis when the organism is awake. 】
Chen Fan realized in his heart: This should be the reason why Olaya has always felt drowsy.
【Based on the above two points, superficial thought stamps are actually easy to solve. As long as the external stimulus source is eliminated, this thought stamp will quickly dissipate. 】
Chen Fan asked curiously: 'What about deep thought stamps? This technology should be mastered by the Human Union, right? '
【……】
Yi was silent for a moment: 【Deep thought stamps do not have the above disadvantages. Once imprinted, you can benefit from it for life. 】
【But the deep thought stamp is more difficult to apply and less controllable. 】
Chen Fan was shocked: "Can it be removed?" 】
【Thinking can be changed back by repeating the stamp, but the premise is to know the specific thoughts implanted in the branded person. 】
【This is actually quite difficult, because it is difficult to accurately infer the implanted thought from the branded person's behavior. 】
【Once the repeated stamping goes wrong...】
【At the least, it will cause mental disorder, and at the worst, the consciousness will disappear. 】
Chen Fan understood.
He glanced at Olaya who fell silent again, and sighed from the bottom of his heart: "You kid...you are lucky."
Olaya: "..."
Ah? Me?
He looked at Chen Fan blankly, and after hesitating for a moment, he whispered the question that had been bothering him for a long time: "Mr. Chen Fan, have you solved all those nanomachines..."
"Then the chairman of the senator should find something unusual, right?"
Chen Fan pointed to the medical nanomachines that had flowed back to his chest from Olaya's arm at some point in time: "Don't worry, what the chairman's nanomachines can do, my nanomachines can do too."
After a brief moment of daze, Olaya's expression quickly became distorted.
He never thought that he would have to experience that inhuman feeling again!
The future is perfect!
...
The next day.
Olaya's patrol starship left the Swamp Abyss Star again on the pretext of patrolling, and entered the superluminal cruise state in a wave of increasingly strong space-time fluctuations, heading straight out of the Swamp Abyss star system.
In the empty universe, a geometric hyperspace structure shadow that constantly changes its shape and can only be seen by the naked eye but cannot be touched quietly hovers on the path that the patrol starship must pass.
As the patrol starship approached, a wave of obscure space-time fluctuations slowly spread outward from this constantly changing geometric structure.
This weak space-time fluctuation was perfectly hidden in the space-time fluctuations generated by the patrol starship.
As time passed slowly, the space-time fluctuations gradually increased. With a dazzling light, this hyperspace geometric shadow began to become "flat", and the shadow structure that originally had no color also showed a little trace of khaki.
The light faded from strong to weak, and the geometric shadow gradually dissipated in the universe. In its place was a starship with an olive shape and several huge cannons mounted on the top and sides of the ship.
Buzz...
At the same time, ripples on the ocean of time and space rushed over from afar and finally stopped beside the starship.
A few seconds later, the ripples on the ocean of time and space slowly dissipated, and a patrol starship with a bumpy surface appeared in the dark universe.
In the deep darkness, the faint light from several signal lights began to approach each other.
Patrol starship, cockpit.
Under the continuous treatment of medical nanomachines, Olaya's body has basically returned to normal. The charred skin that was previously accidentally injured by the nanomachines has been replaced by a layer of light blue skin.
"Sir Chen Fan, you..."
Looking at Chen Fan and the other two who turned around and walked out of the cockpit, Olaya hesitated: "You... should come back, right?"
Chen Fan stopped and turned to look at Olaya and Baroka sitting in the driver's seat.
Through the visor, Chen Fan clearly saw the worry and panic on the faces of the two big-headed baby fish.
It's normal.
Olaya naturally needs no more explanation. At this moment, his head is filled with medical nanorobots.
If Chen Fan never comes back, these nanorobots are likely to accompany him for the rest of his life.
Just thinking about it makes me feel hopeless!
As for Barroka...
Thanks to Olaya's tricks in the Council, Barroka now doesn't dare to return to the Council.
Not to mention the Council, if there is a choice, he would even be willing to live on another planet!
"Of course."
"The matter of the Swamp Civilization is not over yet, so I won't leave for too long."
"It's just..."
Chen Fan sighed imperceptibly: "There is something I have to confirm."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the docking bay in the middle of the starship under the anxious eyes of Olaya and Barroka.
...
"Welcome back, Captain."
The moment he entered the [Varilla], the electronic synthesis voice from the ship's main brain suddenly sounded in the spacious docking bay.
Looking at the familiar environment around him, Chen Fan subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief - compared with that old patrol starship, the interior environment of the [Varilla] is like heaven.
The holographic interface automatically emerged beside him, and the log information of the [Varilla] emerged one by one on it.
Chen Fan glanced at it casually, and after confirming that nothing unusual had happened, he waved his hand to disperse the holographic interface that followed him: "One, help me contact Meng Zhixin."
In order to prevent any accidents from happening again to this fragile civilization, there was a communication device that he had specially left on the New Varela Planet, which was also a disguised after-sales service.
After waiting for a few minutes, the somewhat old-fashioned communication interface in the holographic panel quietly changed, and Meng Zhixin's profile also appeared on the screen.
"Hey... How should this thing be used..."
"Hey, Xiao Li, where did you throw the manual of this thing..."
When seeing Meng Zhixin trying to turn around to find the illusory manual, Chen Fan coughed awkwardly: "... cough!"
Meng Zhixin paused and turned around hurriedly.
The moment he saw Chen Fan, Meng Zhixin was surprised at first, and then a deep smile appeared on his face:
"Sir Chen Fan, I didn't expect it was really you!"
"I was wondering why this thing suddenly started playing songs..."
Compared with before, although Meng Zhixin's face was a little haggard, his whole spirit was much better.
It can be seen that the development of New Varela has been very good recently.
But...
"...Playing songs? What songs?"
Chen Fan's eyes revealed a bit of confusion.
"Incoming call ringtone." Yi's electronic synthesized voice came from the side, "Isn't it normal to have an incoming call ringtone when making a call? This machine has specially selected the most popular song in the personal network at the moment."
As the voice fell, a dynamic music sounded in the cockpit of [Varela].
"The boundless horizon is my love~Flowers are blooming at the foot of the rolling green hills~"
"Yes, yes, that's it!" Meng Zhixin's eyes lit up, "I was in a meeting, and this music suddenly sounded in the Central Parliament Building!"
Meng Zhixin smacked his lips and hummed softly: "Not to mention, it's quite nice. Do you have the full version?"
Chen Fan's eyes twitched slightly: "..."
He glanced at the smart terminal on his right hand somewhat weakly: "I'll send you the full version when the time comes..."
Halfway through speaking, Chen Fan suddenly raised his hand and rubbed his stiff face vigorously.
"No, I didn't come to you to talk about this..."
Looking at the smiling Meng Zhixin in the picture, Chen Fan straightened his face: "I may have to trouble you for something."
"The Nebula Potion that the Mechanicus used..."
"How much do you know?"
(End of this chapter)
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