Chapter 308 Invasion of the Brain Cell 16

Chapter 308 Invasion of the Brain Cell 16

Two decades ago, in the era of the second-generation photon computer, the psychological nervous connectivity technology could already read the user’s memory. In other words... in that era, many countries had this phase of anti-nervous connectivity technology and protection of human privacy. But in the end... humanity bowed to technology because technology not only changed the world but could also change humanity’s living status and consciousness. Society’s suspicion of new things still remained, but some would survive while others would be eliminated.

The mass usage of landlines, the emergence of the beeper, the rise and fall of the mobile phone, the advent of iPhone...

Personal computers became everyday objects, internet seeped into everything, the domination of markets by software companies, the arrival of the electronic era...

The examples were endless. Humans were far more pliable to change and forgettable than they credited themselves, so the rivers of time would never stop.

For example, by the year 2020, people have gotten used to ad messages and scam phone calls. People have gotten used to plugged-in ads and various underhanded promotions. People are used to filling up their personal information in various forms or sharing it all online.

Therefore, as a youth living in 2055, Feng Bujue could completely digest what was happening before him, and he naturally accepted this setting.

"Fine... memory space it is," Feng Bujue said. "How difficult can it be? Am I to be trapped inside my own home?"

He opened the cupboard, took out a large towel, and tried to dry himself as good as possible. Even though it did not help game-wise, it made him feel better. Suddenly, Feng Bujue was reminded of something. He put down the towel swiftly, ran to the sink, and took out a first aid kit from the small cupboard above the sink.

Well, in any case, he was not going to get any mental scars.

"There hasn’t been a single hint since we entered the scenario, but once I touched the doorknob, this announcement came." Feng Bujue let go of the doorknob. "Then this is a instant-death trap..."

He moved backward in thought.

"Then... undeniably there is something I need to solve in this bathroom..."

With that thought in mind, he turned the lock and put on the latch before turning back to focus on the bathroom.

For Feng Bujue, cleanliness was godliness, but he was not obsessed with it. His home... looked like a bachelor pad. It was between clean and dirty, but there was order within chaos. In any case, he could easily remember which item was placed in which corner of which room.

Therefore, his search was very efficient.

In about five minutes, Feng Bujue scanned the bathroom, comparing it to the one in his memory. Generally, this place was no different from his bathroom in real life. Everything was there—soap, shampoo, toilet cleaner, brush, aspirin... Everything was shown as a tool or consumable. Nothing was shown as ’plot item’.

But... Feng Bujue still found something strange.

Just above the bathtub, the pattern of the shower curtain seemed to be different from what he remembered.