Extraterrestrial parasite

"They all have type O blood...Is this really an inexplicable coincidence?"

Chen Yang raised his drooped head. The conditions he had here could only detect blood type. There was no equipment or conditions for further DNA testing, but...

He carefully destroyed all the collected blood and did not perform any other tests. While he was sitting in a chair, deep in thought, his right hand, which had been sleeping for five days, woke up again.

"Hosting body, your beta brain wave frequency has reached 26.5Hz. Your mood is a bit unstable. What happened?"

"Well, it's okay, just some insignificant little things."

Chen Yang put down the cup and asked, "Sir Screw, how are you recovering?"

"Everything is back to business as usual."

The right hand said: "Since developing three levels of brain overclocking for you, I have continued to conduct in-depth research these days and have a new idea and experiment. Are you willing to give it a try?"

"New ideas and experiments?"

When Chen Yang heard this, his expression turned ugly, "What is the probability of danger?"

"Less than 1%."

"This 1% is not under your control?"

"No, it's also within my control."

The right hand persuaded: "Don't be nervous. Even if there is a 1% danger, the harm to you will not be great... I can also make you recover as soon as possible." Although the right hand assured you, Chen Yang became even more uneasy, " I think... we should wait until the United States makes arrangements for this kind of experiment and get some test subjects."

After the construction of the laboratory in the United States is completed, Chen Yangduo does not need to worry about many things due to the presence of the rich man Fros. For example, the sources of test subjects must be all available, no matter where these mice come from...

"No, this experiment is very interesting. To be precise, it will not harm your currently stable genes. It is more of an architectural modification."

The right hand said seriously: "I can't wait that long anymore."

"Wait. Architectural transformation? What do you mean?"

Chen Yang was puzzled.

"You know... the first three times I overclocked your brain were to overclock your beta brain waves to above 150Hz, allowing your brain to achieve a high degree of concentration and reaction. But this was just to make your brain It’s just an overclocking of the brain. Time doesn’t last.”

Beta brain waves are the brain wave conditions of human beings in daily and awake conditions. In this case, humans will engage in logical thinking, analysis, and conscious activities, and the frequencies of beta brain waves reflected in human states of annoyance, anger, tension, fear, excitement, etc. are also different. Generally speaking, , the frequency of beta brain waves is between 14-100HZ. The right hand forcibly increased the frequency of Chen Yang's brain waves, and the effect was very significant. The external manifestation was the calculation ability and the speed of thinking. All greatly exceeded the limits of ordinary people.

In this state, whether it is doing things or memorizing and studying, it is not difficult to be more than ten or twenty times more efficient than ordinary people.

However, the weight of the brain only accounts for 3% of human body weight, but its energy consumption actually accounts for one-sixth of the human body. Once overclocked, the energy consumed is many times higher than usual.

So the right hand is an overclocking for ordinary people. Then it must be murder, and only Chen Yang's modified physical fitness can cope with the energy consumption during overclocking.

"This time I want to learn more about your body. I want to conduct this experiment to develop a new structural method for your brain's nerve cell membranes and the left and right brain balls..."

"Wouldn't that completely transform my brain?"

Chen Yang's expression changed drastically. The brain is the most delicate organ in the human body. Who knows if his right hand would accidentally turn him into an idiot by doing this kind of experiment at will.

“It’s not a complete transformation, it’s an architectural simulation.”…

The right hand was silent for a moment and explained: "You can think of it as simulating another system on the existing operating system, but will this simulation change the computer hardware?"

After saying this, Chen Yang somewhat understood.

For example, each person is like a computer, and the brain is equivalent to the core central processing unit (CPU).

The first, second and third gear overclocking is to overclock at the original frequency of the CPU. Although the power consumption will increase, the computing power will definitely be greatly improved.

The operating thinking mode of the human brain is like the operating system of a computer. A good operating system will definitely play a great role in the reasonable utilization of the CPU. There is no doubt about this.

Now that the right hand is doing this kind of experiment, he does not intend to directly genetically recombine Chen Yang to update the computer's CPU. Instead, he plans to simulate another operating system on the original operating system, or install two operations. system to compare which operating system is more "smooth" and easier to use.

The danger seems small?

Chen Yang still didn't want to take risks. He couldn't forget how much blood and tears he had spent in order to adapt to the three levels of overclocking. The first overclocking was fine, but the second overclocking would drive ordinary people crazy.

The ubiquitous sounds and messages are like countless invisible people whispering next to your ears. It is a hundred times more complicated than being in a busy city. Even Chen Yang doesn't know how he adapts.

"You don't agree?"

"It's not that I disagree, it's just that there will be many people who can do this kind of experiment in the future, so why take the risk..."

"That's not up to you, host."

As soon as his right hand finished speaking, Chen Yang's eyes widened, and a huge stinging sensation emerged from the depths of his brain. He still groaned in pain and rolled to the ground holding his head.

Wave after wave of pain, like ocean waves, non-stop, bombarding his brain, bringing boundless pain. This kind of pain is simply more painful than someone hitting his head with an axe. No doubt about it. , in virtual reality, he tried the feeling of an ax hitting his head. That level of pain was far less than the pain caused at this moment.

"ah……"

While groaning in pain, rolling on the ground and holding his head, Chen Yang couldn't even utter any words such as curses. In his consciousness, he was only tortured to the point of going crazy by this boundless pain.

If someone could observe Chen Yang's brain at a microscopic level at this time, he would be surprised to find that on the nerve cell membrane of Chen Yang's brain, countless memory and thinking combinations in the form of sugar chains and fat chains are undergoing huge changes. The change.

Stimulation produces memory, and memory produces thought. Countless electrochemical signals, under certain external stress, rapidly spread and changed the transmission direction in the fat chain, creating new arrangements and combinations.

And this is just inside Chen Yang's brain. A small change going on at the moment.

around nerve cells in the brain. The immeasurable synapses are like circuits, like falling dominoes. The "electron flow" valves that pass and stop, and their operational relationships are also suddenly changing. The electrochemical pulse signals that originally flowed through each other, Either redirected or blocked. It becomes a completely new delivery structure.

Chen Yang groaned in pain, rolled over, and kept banging his head on the ground. The brain wave frequency of his brain dropped from α to 7.6HZ. Rapidly rises to 160HZ, and then from 160HZ. Suddenly dropped to 4.5HZ, this incredible phenomenon has never happened since the birth of mankind. But now it seems that only the right hand at this time knows.

Chen Yang felt very painful. Under this kind of pain, the passage of time seemed to have no meaning. He didn't know how long it had passed. In a hazy state, the pain seemed to gradually fade away, and Chen Yang's consciousness became increasingly blurred.

"Then, what is that?"

The memory scenes were like a revolving lantern, constantly replaying in front of Chen Yang's eyes. He glanced around in confusion, only to find that he was sitting in the classroom where he studied in college.

Dozens of classmates were talking and laughing about various topics during the free time before class, and various voices kept coming into Chen Yang's ears.

"Have you heard? That kid Liu Hui was beaten up again yesterday."

"Who told him to be so contemptuous of others? Everyone looks down on him. He deserves to be beaten."

…

"Are you going out for dinner tonight?"

"Where to have dinner?"

"How about Dehuisheng?"

"OK."

…

Chen Yang had already forgotten about a dozen of his more than eighty classmates in college. Now when he glanced left and right, everyone's faces and voices seemed as if he had just seen them yesterday, so clear that they were unforgettable.

Even just by closing his eyes, Chen Yang would remember a certain classmate with whom he had only a brief conversation and the small scar on his neck.

"blow……"

The scene in his memory changed again. Chen Yang's eyes blurred and he found that he was walking on the high school campus.

It has been more than seven years since I returned to this campus. Chen Yang stood still at the gate of the campus, watching countless high school students walking into the campus talking and laughing. Every face he had ever seen was there. A chiseled imprint appeared in his mind, as if everyone was standing in front of him and looking at him silently.

And every inch of land, every teaching building, every classroom I have been to, even all the chairs in the classroom, the marks on the desktop, the plagiarized homework, and the foamy saliva spat out by the teacher are all dancing in my memory. glow.

"blow……"

The scenes of the high school campus suddenly disappeared, including families, streets, dancing, singing... enough to fill up the data memory of tens of thousands of hard drives, faster than the speed of light, faster, much faster, all from the depths of the brain emerge.

But Chen Yang was like a bystander, with a calm expression, just watching the time turn from high school to junior high school, and then from junior high school to elementary school, kindergarten, and when he was two or three years old...

In the end, Chen Yang's memory went back, from the "wow" cry when he was just born, to the darkness before his eyes.

"Oops, it's moving again."

"Really? You're so naughty. You keep moving before you're born. Will you be able to do it again after you're born?"

"So what if I'm naughty? I'm still not your child anymore?"

"Hehe, of course he is my child. I guess he must be a boy if he likes to move around so much."

"What if it's a girl?"

"Girls are fine, too. They should respect their parents more than boys."