Dongxu, a freshman, is addicted to the holographic game "Ancient Era" and repeatedly touches taboos in the virtual world of cultivation. One night, he accidentally triggered a hidden copy, and a string of ancient codes encrypted with "Quantum Jade Slips" invaded the neural synchronization device. The game NPC Ximu actually penetrated the dimensional wall and formed an entity in his reality. This guide, with the silver bells in his hair, taught him to induce thunder to temper his body, and to watch the stars and divine divination. However, his Dantian began to burn, the light and shadow of the golden elixir flashed in the CT scan, and thunderclouds gathered over the campus for no reason.
When the Secret Service sealed off his dormitory, Dongxu discovered that the "spiritual power" in the game was actually contaminated by neural memes left over from ancient civilizations, and the player's consciousness was being swallowed by the collective subconscious. Breaking through the level of cultivation is accompanied by dopamine threshold distortion, flying with a sword corresponds to brain vestibular dysfunction, and Ximu is just an hallucination generated by AI using his childhood trauma. But the truth became increasingly confusing: Why did the nuclear power plant output abnormal harmonics when he silently recited the Tao Te Ching? Why did the global ionosphere vibrate violently that night when millions of players "overcame the tribulation" at the same time? In this virtual and real catastrophe, Dongxu's brain gradually bifurcated into two sets of cognitive systems: scientific logic is analyzing the laws of cultivation, while cultivation consciousness is deciphering physical formulas. When he finally stood in front of the quantum computer in the mental hospital and entered the ultimate algorithm that combined the theory of relativity and shrinkage, all the screens exploded with dazzling white light - was that an ascending thunder catastrophe, or the flash of disintegration of the brain's frontal cortex? In an era where codes resonate with meridians, madness is another form of sanity.
How do you prove that you are not an NPC in a higher dimensional world?
