Chapter 309 Invade the Brain Cell (16)

As early as more than two decades ago, neural connection technology provided by optical computers can already read the user's memory. Speaking of that... In those days, lots of countries indeed had movements to maintain privacy and resist technology.

 

But later... people compromised with technology. Because technology can not only change the world but also change the way of life and ideology of human beings.

 

This society always has doubts and conflicts about new things, but there will always be some things left, while others will be eliminated.

 

The popularity of home phones, the short life of pagers, the rise and fall of mobile phones, the appearance of smartphones...

 

The entry of personal computers into households, the rise of the Internet, E Commercial Era...

 

There are countless examples. People are far more fickle and forgetful than they think, so the wave of the times will never stop.

 

Take recent years, for example, we have gradually become accustomed to advertising messages, fraudulent phone calls, pop-up pages and filling in personal information all the time……

 

Therefore, as a young man living in 2055, Feng Bujue believes that what is happening in front of him is completely understandable. He naturally accepted this setting.

 

"Well... Memory space." Feng Bujue said: "Can’t it be super hard right? I don’t think I’ll be stuck in my own house."

 

He opened the cabinet, took a large towel out, and dried his clothes as much as possible. Although this does not help the game, at least he can feel more comfortable.

 

Suddenly, Feng Bujue thought of something. He quickly put down the towel and came to the sink, taking out a medicine box from the small wooden cabinet above the sink.

 

"Oh... it's exactly the same as my home." Feng Bujue said as he opened the box. He inspected the items one by one through the game menu, trying to find an item that could relieve the fractured state.

 

But... No.

 

In the medical box of Feng Bujue’s house, there are just some conventional supplies, such as gauze, potion, alcohol, tweezers, scissors and so on. To deal with fractures, he needs a plaster, at least he needs two wooden boards.

 

Feng Bujue muttered quite uncomfortably: "It turns out that my family's first aid measures are so bad that if I slip in the bathtub and break my arm or leg, I can't handle it myself."

 

In this bad mood, he had to pick up the towel again to wipe the water. After his body was dry, he blew himself with a hairdryer for a while, wrapping his knee and part of the left leg with a mass of gauze.

 

"Right... Let’s see the props..." Feng Bujue said while putting the things in his pocket to his bag one by one, and then took them out again. In doing so, the wet items would be changed back to a dry state.

 

"A match, a folding knife, a Nokia mobile phone... Hooo, it turns on as usual even soaked in water." He roasted when he saw that the phone screen was still bright: "A small notebook, a ballpoint pen, a lighter, a flashlight with a battery... And things in my bag."

 

He put these on the ground, sitting on the edge of the bathtub, lowering his head slightly, supporting the elbow of his right hand with his left hand, placing the index finger and middle finger of his right hand on his forehead, sliding down slowly.

 

After finishing this habitual action of thinking, Feng Bujue had all the information known at this stage in his mind. He snapped his fingers with a smile: "There’s no place like home..." He repeated the first message found in the test building: "Is this the situation in front of me..."

 

"It turns out that the game had just started right now." Feng Bujue collected all the things on the ground and drank a bottle of Survival Value Supplement. With his natural recovery during this time, his health has returned to 60%.

 

Then he stood up and tried to walk a few steps. At this time, the pain on his left leg has been eliminated. As long as no particularly large movements are made, the remaining minor pain is almost negligible. He limped around in the bathroom.

 

Feng Bujue is particularly sensitive to the door in the game, so instead of exploring his bathroom, he first came to the bathroom door and looked at the door lock.

 

The bathroom door does not have any keyholes or keys. From the outside, there is only one door handle. Inside the bathroom, there is a simple turn lock under the door handle, plus a latch lock. That is to say, this door can only be locked from the inside. The person in the bathroom can always open the door.

 

Feng Bujue reached out and tried to turn the doorknob, but at this moment, a system prompt was heard: [A fierce complaint spirit is staying outside the door. Are you sure you want to open the door?]

 

"Huh?" Feng Bujue heard the prompt: "Damn... this game is not afraid of leaving psychological shadows to the players… this is my own home."

 

Having said that, he will not have any psychological shadows anyway...

 

"I haven't given any hint since I entered the scenario. Now I touched the doorknob and triggered a prompt." Feng Bujue released the doorknob, pondering: "That's a 100% death flag..." He took a few steps back, thinking: "So... there is no doubt that there is some kind of puzzle in the bathroom to be solved..."

 

Thinking of this, he simply stepped forward and tightened the door lock. Looking back, he turned his attention to the bathroom.

 

Feng Bujue is not a very sloppy person, of course, he has no mysophobia. His home... Let's put it this way, a place that looks like somewhere between dirty and orderly. Where everything is in each room and where they are placed, can be remembered by him quickly.

 

Therefore, his search was extremely efficient.

 

In about five minutes, Feng Bujue completed the inspection of the bathroom constructed according to his memory. Overall, there is almost no difference between him and his bathroom in reality. Things are at their positions. Soaps, shampoos, toilet cleaners, combs... All displayed as tools or consumables, none of them had the type of "plot related" attribute.

 

But...Feng Bujue still found an anomaly.

 

Above the bathtub, the pattern of the plastic shower curtain seems to be different from what he remembered...