Chapter 44 010 Luska is the new savior?
The guide ate three pieces of pork ribs, two pieces of fruit, drank a sip of warm soup, then put down his chopsticks and silently groped for the tissue beside him.
Lucas made the spareribs himself, but he didn't tell Wu Cisheng about it. However, this blind guide seemed to have some ability to predict the future.
After the meal, he "looked" precisely in Lucas' direction, smiled and praised the food for being delicious.
"How do you know?"
"Since you kept looking at me and asking me how it tasted, and you still have a lingering scent on you, I guess you made it, right?" the guide answered his question attentively, repeating, "It tastes pretty good. I like it very much."
"Really?!"
It was just a few words, but Lucas was so happy that he almost forgot to disguise his voice, and the heart that was pounding in his chest seemed to have changed its owner at that moment.
This completely uncontrollable surge of joy was something Lucas had never felt before, no matter how many treasures he had robbed or how many honors he had received. He suddenly felt that he could even soak in that pile of pungent spices for a few more days.
At that moment, Lucas really felt that if he could hear him praise him again, he would be willing to do anything.
The annoying electronic voice suddenly sounded again, reminding him that his heart rate was currently high, and once again asked him in a flat tone whether he had fallen in love with the target of the mission.
Lucas was in denial in his mind.
[I don't like men, but he just praised me, so isn't it normal for me to be happy?!]
【oh…】
The guide was completely unaware of the tsunami caused by his casual words. He turned his head and "looked" around, feeling the texture of the sofa with his hands.
"I wanted to ask before, where is this..."
The two were in a multifunctional silent car, the new model CS300 launched in the first half of the year. It had one more floor than the old model. Inside, there were not only beds and sofas for rest, but also restorative sedatives and simple surgical tools that the guide sentinels might need. It could meet the needs of daily life while also being used for medical work.
Although it seems very backward from Lucas's perspective, it is already very good in their timeline.
Lucas went over the general content in his mind, and then remembered that the system data recorded that the original idea of the mobile white noise room plus medical cabin was actually proposed by Wu Cisheng, and he also followed the first version all the way.
Although the first version was indeed very rough, everyone had little experience in those two years, and many Sentinels were just beginning to awaken. The Alien Management Committee drove this rough first version of the white noise vehicle to pick up one painful first-time Sentinel after another.
Later, the new version became more practical. It can be used as a temporary resting point when on a mission, and can also be used as a separate isolation room during special periods. It is very practical.
After summarizing the information he had learned in the simplest terms, Lucas could clearly see that Wu Cisheng was a little dazed, so he took the initiative to ask:
"How about I show you around?"
He took Wu Cisheng to every corner and explained to him in detail what each button represented, which one was the jammer that emitted interference signals, which one was the self-test device, including how many medicine storage cabinets there were and where they were.
"It was originally just a sealed cabinet, but now the new version has been slightly improved, with a temperature control function added to ensure the quality of the medicine..."
After hearing this, Wu Cisheng praised earnestly, "This improvement is excellent, very excellent."
When introducing one of the hidden tools, Wu Cisheng didn't praise it anymore. Instead, he used his fingertips to carefully feel the rougher part of the tool several times. "I know this."
The two chatted for a while in the car and then got back in.
The journey was already halfway through, and Lucas naturally turned the topic to Wu Cisheng's partner.
He had been taken into custody by the local Abnormal Management Committee and the Rejuvenation Center that morning. He confessed to his actions and was relatively cooperative. The only request he made was to see his partner Wu Cisheng again.
But no one in the Alien Management Committee agreed to this request, and Lucas rejected the message without thinking.
"If nothing unexpected happens, the trial will be open next week. If you don't want to see him, you don't have to show up. You can hire a lawyer to help you..."
The sentry's speech speed gradually slowed down, as if he was observing Wu Cisheng's expression.
Just at this moment, Wu Cisheng felt a little uncomfortable in his eyes. He took off his sunglasses and rubbed his eye sockets. It was just such an ordinary action, but his originally talkative voice suddenly stopped.
The sentry's voice was filled with disbelief: "Why are your eyes red?"
"No, were you crying before?"
"You actually cried for him?!"
Stunned by these three questions, Wu Cisheng slowly raised his head and blinked his lifeless eyes: "Huh? Why are you crying?"
Wu Cisheng heard the sentry advising him in a tone of disappointment that he should not hang himself on a crooked tree.
"With your pretty face, you'd be so popular in our place. You could find any lover with just a wave of your hand."
At this moment, the new multifunctional silent car in motion slowly stopped, and a prompt sound was heard near the door of the car. If I guessed correctly, this meant that they had arrived at the hotel under the name of the Alien Management Committee.
Wu Cisheng had just stood up when he heard the rustling sound of a door opening, followed by the voice of a sentry talking to someone: "Wait a moment, we'll be down later."
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Half an hour later.
Corridor of a luxury hotel.
"Slow down, sir."
"Okay, I understand, thank you."
"Turn left ahead."
“…Yes, thank you.”
"Here we are, let me open the door."
"kindness."
Even though Wu Cisheng repeatedly stated that he was capable, several hotel staff members still enthusiastically escorted him all the way from the main entrance to his room.
Hearing the footsteps outside the door gradually fading away, Wu Cisheng groped his way to the bathroom and reached out to touch a cold mirror.
He remembered that Lucas had told him that his eyes were a little red, red...
What color is red?
My empty mind slowly resurfaced with memories of the color red: a warm red scarf my grandfather had given me, a drop of blood that emerged from my skin when I accidentally poked my hand with a compass, the blood-red sunset clouds that appeared in the sky one day, the award I received at school, the flowers I saw on the roadside...
He had recalled these past scenes too many times, like a piece of chewing gum that had lost its sweetness after being chewed so many times. The images kept distorting, and he began to doubt, is red really like this?
Wu Cisheng unconsciously reached out to touch his eyes, from his eyebrows to his eyelashes, trying to visualize his appearance in his mind, but found that he could not remember it at all.
About my eyes...
The sentry, the local police officer who spoke to him today, and the secretary who led him all mentioned that a detailed examination would be arranged for him tomorrow to determine the current condition of his eyes.
The next treatment plan will be decided based on the different results.
If the damage is minor, then it is best. If the damage is serious, there are still ways to treat it. There are currently two treatment options.
Wu Cisheng had already guessed the first treatment plan before Lucas mentioned it. He had read the textbooks in the library in the tower many times, and he always ranked among the top in every exam.
In Xiangshao's modern scientific research direction, there is a course dedicated to neuroempathy, which focuses on the empathy and sympathy phenomena between different species at the nervous system level, especially the high degree of neural synchronization manifested in specific interpersonal relationships or interactions.
There are four important chapters in it, namely, "Neural Empathy Connection", "Empathy Matrix", "Quantum Mental Resonance" and "Bio-electromagnetic Empathy".
These key points made countless students complain at first, but even after several years, Wu Cisheng can still recite the key points of these small chapters in full.
The "neuro-empathy connection" mainly refers to the empathic connection formed between the guide and the sentinel at the nervous system level, which makes the neuronal activities of the two highly synchronized, enabling them to influence each other and share certain emotional experiences.
The advanced version is the Empathy Matrix, which allows Sentinels and Guides to fully share sensory experiences and neural connections.
Putting aside professional terms, in plain words, as long as the guide learns this neuroempathy, he can use the sentinel's eyes to see everything the sentinel sees, use the sentinel's ears to hear everything he hears, and use his mouth and nose to feel his taste and smell.
If this course is studied more deeply, the guide can completely control the sentinel's five senses, distort his thoughts, tamper with his memory, and treat the sentinel as a puppet.
certainly,
This behavior is not encouraged.
If a guide wants to learn these, he must first fully master all the basic courses before he can touch these, and it is not easy to achieve such a high degree of synchronization with another Sentinel.
First of all, the guide must have very solid basic skills and be proficient in all kinds of guidance; secondly, the compatibility between him and the sentinel cannot be too low; thirdly, the two must at least reach a combination; and finally, and most importantly, the two must trust each other.
If any one of the requirements is not met or is not met enough, the two people will not be able to connect, the connection will be unstable, and one party's mental picture will be seriously damaged.
This approach is only a temporary solution and does not address the root cause.
Wu Cisheng had to spend a long time with the sentry to get to know each other, trust each other, and get along with each other, and then form a spiritual or physical connection with him.
This way, when he is with him, he can temporarily live in the sentinel's retinal nerves and see the colors of the world with his eyes. As long as they are separated, Wu Cisheng will become a blind man who can only see nothingness.
But if the eye condition is really serious, this method is indeed the preferred solution at present.
The second plan was proposed by Lucas.
Regarding the specific diagnosis and treatment principles and process of the plan, he was rather vague and did not clearly explain how to treat it. He only said that there might be a way, but he himself was not sure whether it was possible.
His exact words were: "I want to see if I can give you my eyes."
After hearing this, Wu Cisheng just smiled and said casually, "Okay." Obviously, this sounded like a joke.
He had no hope of that.
Later, Lucas said many comforting words to him. He could clearly feel that he was not the kind of person who was good at comforting others, and he would only say the same thing over and over again: don't worry.
Regarding the matter of his partner, he said that he would keep a close eye on it, and when the case goes to court, their marriage, which was built on lies and deception, would be automatically invalidated.
"When your eyes are healed, you can do what you want, whether you want to go back to the tower or not..."
"I've heard there's a new drug that can treat Alzheimer's, but it's currently only being piloted in some hospitals. I can take my aunt to see it then..."
He excitedly imagined a bright future for Wu Cisheng.
It was as if he was reporting his itinerary. Wu Cisheng didn't ask at all. He just said that he had other things to do and would come to see him in the afternoon. He would also be the one to pick him up to go to the hospital for the check-up tomorrow.
"You haven't had enough rest recently, right? Try this..." He paused and added, "It's for relieving eye fatigue."
Without waiting for Wu Ci Sheng's consent, he stuffed a dropper-shaped medicine into Wu Ci Sheng's hand.
Later, I carefully escorted him out of the car and accompanied him to complete the check-in procedures.
With many thanks, Wu Cisheng was escorted to the hotel entrance by the hotel staff.
His eyes...can they be healed?
Wu Cisheng knew that he was standing in front of a mirror, but he couldn't see. Having been blind for so many years, he had long forgotten what he looked like.
If the waiter who had just enthusiastically escorted Wu Cisheng was still there, he would have noticed this scene:
The tall young man casually placed his sunglasses on the shelf, bent over the sink, and scooped up a handful of water to wash his face.
When I looked up, I saw an unusually clear and stern face in the mirror. Transparent water droplets dripped down the pale skin into the basin, making a slight sound.
The gentle smile on his face before was gone at this moment. The corners of his mouth were straightened, and his expression was more empty than calm.
Combined with the strange eyes covered with white film, there is an indescribable weirdness no matter how you look at it.
After a few seconds, Wu Cisheng put on sunglasses to cover his strange eyes, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
As if he was checking a machine, he raised his hand and touched the muscles on his cheek, as if he was adjusting it. After a while, he returned to his normal appearance.
——Good-tempered, humble, polite, and kind.
He took out his cell phone from his pocket and found a conversation point with the help of the prompt tone. As soon as he separated, the other party sent him more information.
After listening to the automatically played voice messages in his headphones, he happened to touch the soft sofa. After sitting down, he listened to it again.
While listening, Wu Cisheng's fingers unconsciously turned the ring, groping for the patterns on it that he had already memorized.
This thing has changed again.
The most obvious thing is that the lines have changed slightly, and he even heard some strange noises a few nights ago.
It's hard to describe what it is exactly. It sounds like the crackling sound of electricity from an electrical appliance with poor contact, or more like tinnitus.
The symptoms had been very mild before, and Wu Cisheng even wondered if he had schizophrenia.
Probably last night and today while I was in the car, the sound was clearer than usual.
[I am 0255...]
[Due to the previous savior's illegal operation... anomalies have occurred in this world... I didn't discover it in time, I apologize...]
[…I only have this little wreckage left…not enough energy…not enough…now the new savior has…already arrived…arrived…]
[I hope you can contact him as soon as possible... contact him as soon as possible... convey the situation to the new system... completely eliminate him...]
…
Some information is clearer, while some information is covered by noise and cannot be heard completely.
Wu Cisheng could only guess by combining the context and existing information. First of all, this was an intelligent system numbered 0255. Secondly, high-frequency words included: rescue mission, rescuer, mission target, system, small world, etc.
Among them, I seem to be the target of the mission, and there are currently two saviors, one is the new savior and the previous savior.
Small world...is it your own world?
Wu Cisheng combined these words with the increasingly frequent strange dreams and came up with a bizarre guess:
Those dreams were probably not dreams,
But it’s the memory of the past!
Although he is still not sure who the last savior was, one thing is certain:
Although the self in the dream walked into the narrow and dark alley just as in his memory and was also hit hard, he was not blinded. Instead, his leg was injured. After waking up, he had to rely on a wheelchair to move around all day.
Coincidentally, after being injured, Wu Cisheng also met a kind-hearted person who helped him and took care of him all day long.
The difference is that they did not get married. Not long after, the self in the dream was imprisoned in the depths of an uninhabited mountain forest.
Until one day, a young man who claimed to be an outdoor adventure enthusiast accidentally broke into the cabin in the woods.
The figure of the young man in the dream was blurry, and his face seemed to be covered by thick fog, making it impossible to see what his facial features looked like.
This person discovered Wu Cisheng's situation and quickly rescued him. In the days that followed, he would come over from time to time to talk to him, patiently massage his legs, and accompany him in rehabilitation.
In his dream, his legs were always getting better and worse, and he often had to use a wheelchair. However, this did not prevent him from graduating with excellent grades after returning to the tower, actively participating in various activities, showing up and making a presence, and finally successfully running for the Alien Management Committee, becoming the only civilian minister of the External Relations Department.
This dream looks like a beautiful dream no matter how you look at it, but as for the ending, it looks like someone deliberately scribbled it with a black pen, and it doesn't look real at all.
In some fragmented clips, the young man who initially saved him seemed to have some disputes with himself.
The clearest image was that he was in a windowless room. His legs seemed to have regained their numbness and he was still sitting on the wheel.
A young man whose face could not be seen was half-kneeling at his feet. He looked up at him, his face full of despair and pleading.
"I love you…"
"I really love you so much..."
"You can't leave me..."
"I've paid so much, I gave up everything I have... You can't do this... You can't do this... Look at me, okay..."
He kept saying these words of love over and over again. Since the dream was a first-person perspective, Wu Cisheng couldn't see what his expression was in the dream, he could only feel his mood at that time.
It was a deathly silence.
There is also a trace of fatigue.
Wu Cisheng speculated, could this be related to the abnormality mentioned by 0255?
If the unclear young man in the dream is the savior of the previous illegal operation mentioned by 0255, then Lusca is the new savior?
This would explain why he was trying so hard to get close to me and help me so wholeheartedly. Was it for... the rescue mission?
If Lucas disappears again, will there be a third one? The previous savior had a so-called system, so does Lucas have one too?
Faced with completely unfamiliar and unknown things, Wu Cisheng could only make speculations based on the few known clues.
In the brief narration of 0255, the previous generation of saviors had interrupted his self-destruct program, and it could only forcibly cut off contact with him.
The strange voice said that if it was hidden somewhere else, it would definitely be carefully checked by him, but only Wu Cisheng's ring was there.
Because he was the one who sent it, and it was right under his nose, in a dark corner where the light was dark, he would not examine it carefully, which is why it escaped everything.
However, precisely because of this, when Wu Cisheng was controlled by the plot and when everyone around him thought his life was "happy", he sensed something was wrong and always had strange dreams at night. To a large extent, this was because there were some remnants of 0255 hidden in the ring.
Wu Cisheng rubbed the ring more heavily, and the air around him seemed to be still. Only the steady and gentle breathing sound, like a soft breeze, spread in the silence.
The phone started buzzing.
Wu Cisheng clicked on the source of the message according to the prompt and put on the headset, which happened to play the latest voice message from the sentry.
It was still the same deliberately changed voice, but the tone was obviously a little more cautious.
"I sometimes don't understand those roundabout words. If there is anything I do not do well, or if anything I say makes you unhappy, you must tell me..."
From the background sound, it can be heard that Lucas seems to be on the street. There is a hustle and bustle, and then it becomes very quiet after a while.
"You don't hate me, do you?"
Wu Cisheng was about to reply when there was a knock on the door. A strange male voice came out, claiming to be a hotel waiter, saying that a gentleman had ordered a dessert for him.
Is that Lucas?
He seemed to have mentioned it before.
So fast...
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