bioinnovel Chapter 506: Not a Choice!
Chapter 506: Not a Choice!
Zhang Yan did not avoid the question.
"The final assembly stage of the Tiangong project, after the solar crystal is retrieved."
Nie Qingcheng pushed the cup aside.
Place both hands on the table, one on top of the other.
"Can the system predict which memory segment will be lost?"
"cannot."
Zhang Yan said.
"The records of the Heart of Heaven clearly state that the stripping of the original consciousness does not go through any screening mechanism, but is randomly extracted, one percent of the capacity."
"What is one percent?"
"If calculated in terms of time, it would be about three to five days of complete, continuous memory."
"It could also be scattered fragments; take a little from each."
Nie Qingcheng fell silent.
She didn't ask what would happen if the thing she lost was something about her.
Zhang Yan looked at her profile.
The light shone on her cheekbones.
A beauty mark sits quietly below the corner of her eye.
"Are there any other options?"
She asked.
"no."
"The first generation of maintainers tried to replace it with an external consciousness, but failed."
"Triggers must be the source of modern maintainers."
"How many times have you tried?"
He didn't say.
"But the projection's original words were, 'I spent twelve years and still couldn't get around it.'"
Nie Qingcheng stood up.
She walked to the stove.
Put the lid on the casserole and turn off the heat.
The movements were slow, completed step by step.
Zhang Yan stood up behind her.
"I know you will do it."
She had her back to him, and her voice was flat.
"I knew I couldn't stop them."
Zhang Yan walked over.
He surrounded the person from behind.
His chin rested on the hollow of her shoulder.
Nie Qingcheng's body tensed up.
But they couldn't break free.
"Three to five days."
Zhang Yan's voice was very low, his lips almost touching her earlobe.
Even if I lose everything, I'll still have you to remind me.
Nie Qingcheng did not move.
Zhang Yan tightened his grip on her arm.
Ten seconds or so passed.
She turned around.
She placed one hand on his chest.
Place your palm on the location of the Heart of Heavenly Craftsmanship.
Even through the clothes, you could feel the thin layer of warmth.
There was a hint of water in her eyes.
But it didn't fall.
Zhang Yan looked down at her.
"I have one condition."
Nie Qingcheng said.
"explain."
"Record everything you want to remember before the injection."
She gently tapped his chest with her finger.
"I'll record this for myself. If I lose it, I can get a replacement."
Zhang Yan did not hesitate.
"it is good."
"It wasn't just a few random lines recorded."
Nie Qingcheng's tone changed, becoming assertive, as she did when discussing business.
"From beginning to end, everything you deem important."
"it is good."
"Including my affairs."
Zhang Yan smiled slightly.
"Your involvement accounts for 80% of the matter."
Nie Qingcheng did not respond to that sentence.
She withdrew her hand from his chest.
I looked down at my fingertips.
Go wash the dishes.
Zhang Yan put the bowls and chopsticks into the sink and washed them clean.
Nie Qingcheng sat on the living room sofa, scrolling through her phone.
It was as if nothing had happened.
I came out after washing the dishes.
Zhang Yan sat down at the other end of the sofa.
"study."
She stood up.
Zhang Yan followed.
The study lights were adjusted to a warm color.
Nie Qingcheng moved the cushions on the carpet and sat down.
Zhang Yan sat down next to her.
He took the metal box out of his inner pocket.
Nie Qingcheng glanced at it.
The shallow mark, about the width of a fingernail, on the box lid was clearly visible under the light.
She left it there on purpose.
Zhang Yan opened the box.
The holographic projection lit up from the center of the metal box.
A blue and white light screen unfolded in front of the two of them.
The first frame shows the streets of Jinghai.
The delivery box bounced on the back of the electric scooter.
This is the street scene on the day Zhang Yan first met Nie Qingcheng.
There was no sound on the screen.
Only light and shadow.
Nie Qingcheng rested her head on his shoulder.
She didn't speak, and neither did Zhang Yan.
The holographic image moves forward frame by frame.
It was the first time I cooked, the first time I rode in her car, and the first time I stayed in a villa.
When we reached the Shennongjia section.
Zhang Yan's finger twitched.
Nie Qingcheng tilted her head to look at him.
"Did you record this?"
She asked.
"The system will automatically save the file."
"Saved them all?"
"I've saved them all."
Nie Qingcheng leaned back on his shoulder.
"That's good."
The video continues to play.
Sahara, Antarctica, Moon, Deep Sea.
Each section has a different color tone.
From warm yellow to cool blue to pure black.
When the segment about Guixu was broadcast.
Nie Qingcheng said.
"Wait a minute."
Zhang Yan paused.
"This is new; I haven't seen it before."
"Should we start from the beginning?"
"Need not."
Nie Qingcheng reached into his pocket and took out something else.
It was a chip, the one Qin Xiao gave him, containing messages from the entire Great Wall Group.
"Keep this one too."
"Keep it."
Nie Qingcheng put the chip back into his hand.
She traced a line with her fingertip across his palm.
"continue."
The holographic image resumed playback.
When the sky outside the window began to turn gray.
The video played to the last frame.
It was the sentence Zhang Yan said to the camera in the Guixu Tiangong Hall.
The voice was very soft, just one sentence.
"Wait for me to come back so we can eat ribs."
Nie Qingcheng looked up at him.
Zhang Yan turned off the holographic projection.
The lid of the metal box was closed.
The faint trace disappeared into the dim light.
I'm sleepy.
Nie Qingcheng said.
"sleep."
"You sleep too."
"I have other things to do."
"Zhang Yan".
He shut up.
Nie Qingcheng handed him a cushion.
He curled up in another one.
"We'll talk about Mo Bing tomorrow."
"The stargazing session in the lab will be handled."
"You're not allowed to go anywhere today."
"it is good."
She closed her eyes.
Zhang Yan leaned against the side.
The warm light from the ceiling shone on the two people.
He didn't turn off the light.
Watching her breathing gradually become even.
The memory lasts for three to five days.
He mentally reviewed those images once more.
No matter which part is lost, it's still in the box.
As long as the box is there, he can find it.
This was Nie Qingcheng's trump card.
Zhang Yan closed his eyes.
I fell asleep two minutes later.