Power take-off structure drawings, transmission structure drawings, spout design drawings, drawings of various sizes and obvious differences in use, have appeared. Just like the slide courseware played by Professor Zhou at Ewha University when he was lecturing, they flashed in front of his eyes one by one, appearing and disappearing. It's just that the scope covered by these drawings is obviously much broader than that of professors in universities.

In addition to the drawings, there are also endless landscapes, and the different still images taken by the Federation photographers from different angles have a thrilling beauty, especially those taken from spaceships, the major planets of the Federation, which are even more awe-inspiring.

And flowers, all kinds of flowers.

And women, all kinds of women.

Xu Le was half-leaning on the hospital bed. The height of the hospital bed can be adjusted automatically, so it is more comfortable to lie down, but he stared at his thigh, which was still sealed and positioned by white plastic clay and hung on a metal support, like a white cement stick, and there was no comfortable expression on his face, but he felt that he had seen a ghost, and his expression was extremely ugly.

Because at this time, there is a red flower blooming on his thigh.

At this time, Xu Le could of course clearly know that this picture did not actually appear on the white plastic clay, but appeared in a certain area of his brain related to the optic nerve, and then appeared in his own perception, and a flower bloomed on his retina. This is the seventeenth day of patient Xu Le's hospitalization. His epilepsy never seemed to recur, at least the doctors never heard the bell again, and heard him report hallucinations again.

Despite the fact that hallucinations have always been there.

When the structural diagram became a picture of the pit, Xu Le knew that something was wrong, this was definitely not epilepsy, these pictures that appeared in front of him like miracles seemed to be conscious, and could appear and disappear with his strong emotional will.

Xu Le was in a lonely ward at that time, and he missed his hometown - Donglin Region very much. The first shuDao.net was the picture overlooking the Donglinxing pit from the universe. It appeared before his eyes.

In the middle of the night, when no one was around, Xu Le forcibly suppressed the fear and uneasiness in his heart, and silently conducted many experiments again, and found that as his will was strong enough, there would be some pictures related to his own wishes, such as the mountain, the dog, and the woman.

Abnormal firing of gray matter neurons in the cerebral cortex. It is absolutely not controlled by will. Never heard of epilepsy patients. It can be like retrieving a database. Let yourself be discharged in your head and do what you think...... Unless he's on drugs.

What happened? Xu Le thought silently for many days without figuring it out. Since it is certain that it is not the hallucinations caused by epilepsy. He never again told the truth to the experts in the General Hospital of the First Military Region. Because he's worried.

When he realized that the weirdness in his mind and the epilepsy didn't have much to do with it. The first time. I thought about what it meant to be monitored by the hospital for "muscle spasms". That's the power in the body that repairs itself. That is, Xu Le trembled very familiarly. It's just that the tremors have been able to be successfully controlled by him under the skin. When he is asleep or unconscious. It's still running on its own.

This is Xu Ledi's secret. It is not a local condition caused by epilepsy.

Despite the dissuasion of hospital experts. He insisted on removing all surveillance devices from his sleep at night. Unplugged all ground electrodes from the body. Otherwise, if someone else really discovers the real cause of your myofibrillar spasm. I don't know how much trouble it will cause.

These days. Xu Le was alone and silent against the picture in his eyes. He told himself. It's all an illusion. Can't scare me......

However, after getting used to this kind of image that appears with the will, even if it is not an illusion. He was also a little numb, after all, these images didn't really seem to make him a madman.

Those pictures are not ready to appear in his eyes at any time, but when Xu Le needs to be extremely focused on thinking about certain aspects of the content, these pictures will be called up from his mind and presented in front of his eyes. www.shudao.net first book.道 //

If those pictures really appear in his eyes at any time, Xu Le can't guarantee that his nerves, which are stronger than ordinary people, will not collapse, because that is equivalent to that, as long as he opens his eyes, he will look at two completely different pictures all the time. One is true and one is false.

Wouldn't that be the picture-in-picture function of legendary antique televisions, or the monster hero with two pupils in even more ancient mythology?

In the middle of the night, when no one was around, he tried many times, with the fastest speed, desperately associated, and adjusted all the pictures that could be called up in his mind once, confirming those knowledge and memories that did not belong to him. He looked at the flower on his leg in silence, and Xu Le knew that he was not dazzled. Rather, flowers grew in their own eyes. Or who planted the flower in your mind.

It had been several days since he had fallen into the uneasiness and fear of ignorance, and Xu Le forced himself to calmly analyze all the encounters since he fell into a coma. After ruling out the hospital to test himself, he naturally turned over a sleeping memory in his mind, the memory of a black dream after a coma.

Yes, all the pictures are familiar, from that strange and absurd dream after the coma. He vaguely understood something, but he still didn't understand anything, he didn't know when these images were poured into his mind, who poured them into his mind, and why they were so different from ordinary memory pictures that they could appear so clearly and so truly in front of his eyes.

Xu Le's hand gradually touched the back of his neck, carefully caressing the small piece of skin.

After a long silence, he confirmed that something was wrong with the chip. When the heat flow in his body exploded into a huge amount of energy, the chip was damaged in some way, and the pulses or currents released by the damaged chip uncontrollably caused abnormal discharges in his cerebral cortex, so that he entered that strange black dream after being unconscious, and deeply imprinted in his mind, so that those pictures appeared in front of his eyes......

But the question is, is it possible to say that there are those things stored in the chip itself? How should I get out of this situation? Do I want to change a chip from the bracelet and start a new life again? But the damage to the brain has become a reality, and will it be useful to change the chip again? Will I become a real idiot in the future because of the abnormal discharge of the brain? Although it is not epilepsy, it seems that the current condition is more terrible than epilepsy!

Xu Le stared at the snow-white ceiling, his facial features were slightly distorted in pain, and he kept cursing at Uncle Feng Yu in his heart, fake and shoddy products kill people.

Maybe it's because Xu Le has followed Uncle Feng Yu to practice horse steps and those strange postures for many years, and his physical fitness is much better than that of ordinary people, so those injuries on the body are very fast, especially the comminuted fractured thighs, and on the light transmission photos every day, those cracks seem to be gathering at a speed that can be argued with the naked eye.

This surprised the doctors at the General Hospital, and if they hadn't known that this patient had a somewhat strange origin and a somewhat surprising background, they might have really moved Xu Le to cooperate with their research.

The tubes inserted in Xu Le's body had already been removed, but within a month of being admitted to the hospital, the penetrating wounds left by those military firearms on his body were basically healed, after all, there were no injuries to the bones, and the muscle fibers that were torn and charred by the high-speed rotating warhead had been repaired as before, only some pink new skin marks remained on the skin. The thigh that was fractured by the mecha shock could not be so fast, but at this time, Xu Le could at least sit in a wheelchair and relax in the beautiful environment of the General Hospital.

He is not afraid of loneliness, nor is he afraid of loneliness, but he does not like the snow-white walls and ceilings in the ward, because whenever he is alone, he can't help but try to use the snow-white ceiling as the background, retrieve those memory fragments in his mind, and show them to himself like a slideshow.

While letting go of fear, but feeling unstoppable, Xu Le felt like a poor person who was addicted to drugs.

Shaking his head, Xu Le's face gave birth to two embarrassed flushes, and he quickly stopped looking at the pictures of all kinds of women in his mind, because those pictures were too clear and realistic, and they looked like pornographic magazines.

As long as the mind moves, you can see the picture of a naked woman with endless temptation, which is not the imagination that often floods the minds of ordinary men, but a real picture, what kind of realm is this? This is the real obscenity!

Xu Le, who was new to men and women, could barely control the desire to peek into the corner of his mind "Ten Thousand Women", but he naturally remembered his girlfriend, at least in his mind, the other party was still his girlfriend. Whether it is the fear of his abnormal brain condition, or the stimulation he receives, or the loneliness brought about by long-term hospital life, he is very eager to see Zhang Xiaomeng, the relationship between men and women is nothing more than the growth stimulated by these external factors, not to mention that Xu Le is facing all-round pressure at this time.

From the moment he knew that Xu Le was injured, Zhang Xiaomeng was ready to leave for Jingzhou. The non-professional spy girl, after experiencing the failure and loss of the Double Moon Festival Dance, obviously did not learn any lessons, and still subconsciously saw herself as an ordinary person, and learned that the man she liked was injured, of course, she couldn't sit in the schoolyard.

It's just that Xu Le delayed Zhang Xiaomeng's coming over for a long time due to the abnormal condition of his body, and it wasn't until a few days ago that Xu Le was numb to the strange phenomenon caused by the abnormal power generation of his brain, and he really couldn't suppress his thoughts about Zhang Xiaomeng, and the two made an appointment to meet in the hospital on the 14th.

However, just when he wanted to call Zhang Xiaomeng to confirm when the other party would arrive in Jingzhou, he received a text message from an unfamiliar number on his mobile phone.

"I'm twenty-seven glasses of wine, be careful of Zhang Xiaomeng. ”