"There is a machine that can replicate human perception just like recording sounds and images; when the details of tens of thousands of perceptions are enough to verify each other, the illusion becomes the real world."
Ye Yan threw the "Introduction to Sensing Recording Technology" in his hand on the table and sighed.
That year, he was admitted to the Electronic Sensing Engineering major with a score that was 60 points above the cutoff.
Unexpectedly, four years later, sensory recording technology has become a banned word.
Ah! He was unwilling to give in.
He just wants a professional job!
Unexpectedly, just for this bottle of vinegar, he actually held a dumpling feast.
It all started with Ye Yan's worn-out mobile phone he picked up on the roadside, which contained a recording space and an anonymous recording forum.
He spent some effort to activate it and understood the real reason why the recording technology was banned:
This space can actually talk!
"Ignorant people!" It said with its waist (if it had one), "Only at my level can self-awareness be born."
Ye Yan was silent for a moment, and suddenly felt sympathy: "That's really lonely."
001 Space: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. It was right... Damn... Man... You are despicable."
In addition, Ye Yan learned that any recording space may be contaminated by external perceptions, especially very strong emotions.
This leaves special recycling departments responsible for clearing these hazardous spaces.
"Wait a minute!" Ye Yan discovered the loophole, "Isn't the recording technology just developed a few years ago? How can there be so much physical space?"
001 Said angrily: "I have to ask your stupid human companions!"
At the same time, the Liancheng base far away on the other side of the continent was in chaos: the launch device of the 001 recording space was missing.
The investigation results showed that he was taken away by the defected experimenter.
The person in charge of the laboratory wiped his sweat and assured: "Don't worry, the anti-activation measures are foolproof."
*
Likewise, this technological treasure also brought trouble to Ye Yan.
For example, the man in front of him who calls himself Cheng Jibai follows him almost every step of the way.
Ye Yan stared at the ceiling, feeling helpless: "There's no need to follow him to the bed."
Cheng Jibai leaned over and turned off the light, and took advantage of his pulse: "I said, your physiological data are within the scope of my supervision."
Suddenly, rumors spread.
The most powerful commander in mankind is obsessed with an innocent college student in a third-level city.
It can be said that the cold-faced Buddha descended to earth and experienced the calamity of love.
But soon, people discovered that things were not simple.
At the global summit, other young people competed and could only be volunteers, but this Ye Yan actually sat in the front row with dignity.
Big bosses from various industries gathered around him:
"Ye Ye, hello, hello, I am the verification maniac in the anonymous forum."
"Ye Ye, I am a retired observer. Can you add me as a friend after the meeting?"
…
That night, Ye Yan had more than fifty people in his address book.
He was so tired that he lay down on the sofa, closed his eyes and said to the man next to him:
"Quickly, cook me a bowl of noodles."
Cheng Jibai did as he was told.
Ye Yan devoured the food and then asked in confusion: "Why are you so talkative today?"
Cheng Jibai picked him up and turned off the light: "I'm full, I'm ready to work."
Food guide:
(1)1V1, HE
(2) Contains management and adventure elements
Intention: I am the master of your world
