Soul Patch

Chapter 274 Mental Chaos
Hearing the laughter, Han Feng, who wanted to go back to sleep, opened his eyes and sighed helplessly: "If you want to laugh, go outside!"

After saying that, he lay there motionless like a dead pig.

Wenjie's gaze swept across the room, pausing for a moment on the TV socket opposite the bed.

After that, just as Han Feng had said, they went straight out.

After hearing the door close, Han Feng remained lying down for another ten minutes before quietly sneaking to the door.

He peered through the peephole, saw no one in the hallway, and tiptoed to open the door.

A cleaning staff member walked over from somewhere, saw the door open, and casually asked, "Do you need your house cleaned?"

"No... no need!"

"Then why did you open the door? I thought you were going to clean!" The cleaning lady glanced at him.

He was momentarily dazed when the cleaning lady glanced at him.

Feeling apprehensive, he shrank back into the guest room and nervously picked up his phone.

Sure enough, an unknown number sent a message to my phone: Stay in your room (delete after reading).

Wenjie left the small hotel and walked around the surrounding area for a long time.

I came out around 6 a.m. and wandered around until almost 8 p.m.... For two hours, we chatted about this and that, and walked through the streets and alleys.

I had an authentic BJ breakfast in the middle of the trip... the fried brown sugar pancake was pretty good.

At 80 cents each, the price was quite reasonable. He only spent 2.5 yuan on breakfast... It really was the price level of 2009.

After walking around, the shops, post office, buses, pedestrians... everything looked so real.

If this was a staged scene, why did he search so hard but not find a single flaw?
Even TV dramas sometimes have bloopers, but this one doesn't.

Just then, some pleasant music started playing, and a phone call came in from an unknown number.

He answered the phone: "Wenjie, where are you? Hurry back, you need to be at your internship by 9 o'clock."

Wenjie reluctantly turned back and went to the front desk, only to find that the receptionist had been replaced by a male waiter.

He stared blankly at the receptionist in her work uniform, then suddenly realized something... They weren't without flaws, he had just overlooked them.

He walked over with a calm expression: "Hello, could you please check which day I checked in?"

"Yes, sir!" The waiter smiled politely. "Could you please give me your ID number or your room number so I can check for you?"

Yes, that's the detail.

The waitress didn't ask!
Without asking, how could she remember the names of so many guests?

Wenjie stared at the male waiter meaningfully for a moment, then turned and went upstairs.

After a while, a reprimand came through the earpiece: "If you don't want to end up like Number Three, you'd better be smart!"

The waiter froze, cold sweat beading on his forehead.

……

In the central control room, Professor Zhao silently watched Wenjie return to the room, remaining silent for a long time.

Besides John, she was accompanied by two other foreigners.

The three people were dressed in matching black uniforms, which made them extremely conspicuous in the room.

No matter who enters the room, everyone's gaze will linger on them for a moment.

A man with short brown hair and dark brown eyes stared at the playback of the lobby's surveillance camera, looking worried: "Professor Zhao, the target man must have discovered something. Why wasn't that number three replaced sooner!"

It must be said that his Chinese is much better than John's.

John stuck out his tongue and made a helpless expression.

The blonde beauty with short hair hugged Bi to her chest and glared at John fiercely: "John, what kind of time is this to be joking around?"

"Lucy, Professor Zhao said the system can be activated in three days. You should hurry up and make arrangements for the V for Vendetta team."

The brown-haired man who had just raised an objection interjected, "Don't be too optimistic. If the target rejects this environment, he won't be able to truly integrate into it, and his subconscious projection of the system may be biased."

He spoke in English, and his perfect London accent made the assistant admire him immensely, her gaze towards him becoming even more ardent.

His words were fluent and elegant, but the content struck like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of everyone present.

They looked at Professor Zhao Jingshu, hoping she could provide an authoritative explanation. Even Professor Zhao's assistant stared at her with bright eyes, awaiting the professor's next instructions.

She had been Professor Zhao's assistant for many years, but she had never participated in such a mysterious matter before, which made her feel nervous and excited.

But what is this V for Vendetta that I just mentioned?
The assistant's English was limited to basic communication. It was the first time she had heard this term, and she had no idea about the situation or background of this Vendetta team.

Therefore, the look in her eyes when she looked at Professor Zhao contained more doubt than the others.

Zhao Jingshu glanced at everyone with a calm expression and said seriously, "Jon is right. This is why we rented this place and carefully arranged it."

The richer the details and the smoother the logic, the stronger Wenjie's sense of immersion. The greater the probability that the system task will be projected onto this point in time.

She slowly breathed a sigh of relief and gave an encouraging smile:

“We did a lot of work beforehand, meticulously examining every detail and recreating the scenes from that year. Wenjie saw all of this work and it was transmitted to his brain…”

These effects are invisible to us, but they will certainly play a role in future system construction scenarios.

Hearing these words, everyone's expressions relaxed, and the atmosphere in the room became much more relaxed.

"This is also why I gave up hypnosis and psychological methods that forcibly interfere with the subconscious. Inputting abstract information will only project abstract scenarios."

Just like dreaming, the more real-world scenes you see during the day, the greater the probability that you will dream about those scenes at night, and the more coherent, rich, and three-dimensional the dream scenes will be.

If you only have an abstract concept, and your brain doesn't have enough information input, it will just fill in some imagined scenarios on its own...

This can easily leave the task at the conceptual level, which is a dangerous thing.

Not only will they fail to complete the task, but they are also prone to getting lost in a mental fog.

When the topic turned to his professional field, Professor Zhao began to speak eloquently.

Looking at those people, apart from the assistant whose eyes lit up as he listened, the rest seemed overwhelmed.

Yes, it's about feeling powerless.

Chinese is too difficult to understand, especially in such a specialized field. They couldn't understand those abstract words! They could only look at Professor Zhao with blank expressions.

They looked helplessly at John, who had been sent directly from the USA organization to be in charge of the entire operation.

So it wasn't inappropriate for him to say something at this point to break the awkwardness.

John's Chinese was the worst among them; he didn't understand a word. Seeing the looks they were giving him, he nodded knowingly.

“Excuse me, confused?” Upon hearing this word, John interrupted, unable to contain himself any longer: “What does that mean?”

Zhao Jingshu smiled at him: "It means you don't understand!"
If there's something you don't understand, you won't be able to figure out what you don't understand.

If I ask you to ask a question, you don't even know what to ask.

When you realize where you don't understand something and can ask questions, you've already grasped the main points and understand at least half of it.

Everyone pondered Professor Zhao's words, which seemed to make sense, but they still felt completely confused about the situation.

So this is called mental chaos?

John gave up completely because even after the explanation, John still couldn't grasp the point.

He could only shrug and say, "Professor Zhao, just tell us what we should do."

What if Wenjie continues to doubt this point in time and space, and is unable to fit into it?

This stumped her.

She had been pondering this question for a while, and after a long pause, she slowly said, "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated!"

Unexpectedly, John's eyes gleamed with excitement: "I understand that. It means we need to understand the other party. You mean we need to study Wenjie and understand him as much as possible, right?"

His Chinese was halting and he spoke slowly, sounding like he was constipated.

A complex expression appeared on everyone's face. The assistant looked at John awkwardly and said timidly, "Professor Zhao was talking about understanding the system, right?"

Zhao Jingshu nodded happily to her assistant: "Yes, that's exactly what I mean."

This time, John finally caught up with everyone's train of thought, turned on the walkie-talkie, and ordered, "Inject that Ah Wen with a sedative and take him to room D01."

The person on the other end of the walkie-talkie replied respectfully, "Yes, sir!"

(End of this chapter)