"Virtual Reality?" Mo Qiong said to himself.

"As a young man, you should understand it? Through neural sensing, you can directly transmit various senses to the brain, so that you don't need to really look, listen, and touch, and you can also have vision, hearing, and touch..." Dr. Sang said.

Mo Qiong said in surprise: "Is technology so developed?"

Dr. Sang smiled in an old voice, and then said: "Many technologies are not used in civilian use. On the one hand, the cost of this technology is too high. On the other hand, the technology for the public needs to be updated step by step, and cannot be popularized explosively."

"Take the picture you see now, do you think David is next door at first?"

"In fact, the latest graphics cards of computers are more than ten years for civilian graphics cards. This so-called more than ten years is not the time for research and development, and only three years of research and development is required. But the progress of these three years will be divided into more than ten generations and sent to the society..."

Mo Qiong raised his eyebrows and said, "It's obvious that there is the latest one, but it still needs to be divided into several small performance upgrades, and it took more than ten years to sell..."

Black, graphics card dealers are really bad.

Dr. Sang seemed to see his thoughts and smiled and said, "The latest one comes out, hundreds of thousands of each, do you buy it? The development of technology cannot stop, but society needs time to adapt. Well, countless people worry about the world economy. Now you only need to answer whether you are willing to accept the test of virtual reality."

Mo Qiong kept smiling, how could he have any spiritual resistance?

No, if you really want to say, his use of dream-breaking is indeed spiritual resistance.

This belongs to the multi-faceted side of the absolute fate characteristic. Dream breaking is a kind of spiritual resistance.

However, virtual reality is no more than dreaming.

Dreaming means not knowing that you are dreaming, so when you breathe, you will directly use real matter to break the impact of the dream.

As for virtual reality, his consciousness should be clear, so can he control whether the characteristics are broken or not.

As long as you think about setting your target on another world or yourself when you breathe, you can experience the virtual reality.

“How to do it?”

Mo Qiong thought, but he had agreed.

He always has to do what he doesn't do, and if he doesn't, these people will just keep suspicious and monitor him.

Rather than doing this, it’s better to fight.

Soon, a small cart was pushed in from the white coat, which was equipped with a complex device, which had many connecting wires close to the back of his neck and waist.

"Relax and face it with a normal mind. This technology is very mature and does not harm the human body." Dr. Sang said.

"What will I feel? Is it a game? Or what?" Mo Qiong asked.

"The game is not yet done, the AI ​​technology is not even good, you can't even interact. It can probably be regarded as a tour. Where do you want to go? You can choose a place you haven't been to..." Dr. Sang said.

Mo Qiong thought, that's what it was, is it a live-action movie?

So he casually said: "Mars."

"..." Dr. Sang was silent for two seconds before saying, "We only have the material on the earth."

Mo Qiong said oh, and said again: "Jingjue Ancient City."

"..." Dr. Sang stopped again: "The fantasy place is not good."

"Then Pompeii..." Before Mo Qiong finished speaking, Dr. Sang immediately said: "It must be a place where modern earth can collect environmental materials..."

"Okay...the White House." Mo Qiong said.

Dr. Sang said laughingly and cryingly: "Can't you choose a normal place?"

"You asked me to choose, I thought it would work anywhere... Then is Antarctic possible?" Mo Qiong said.

"Yes, you close your eyes."

Mo Qiong quickly closed his eyes, and then he felt a biting cold wind, biting cold.

He opened his eyes and suddenly realized that there was a world covered with ice and snow in front of him. The wind was howling, the sky was gloomy and gray, and the sun could not be seen.

Not far away, there were dark penguins standing around, warming each other with their butts towards him.

"It's so cold..." Mo Qiong shivered with coldness, squatting in place and didn't want to do anything.

About a minute later, when he blinked again, he returned to the room, and he was still sitting in the chair.

Only the bone-bone coldness is still left in the body, slowly fading away.

"How...how?" Mo Qiong asked rubbed his body.

He did not break this illusion. When he talked about Mars before, he thought clearly: don't deliberately disguise.

He broke the dream because he didn't know that he was dreaming, so he broke it accidentally.

Since this is the case, when testing, you can control your ability or control ability.

Let Dream Breaking become his inexplicable passiveness, a characteristic of only targeting a dream with unconscious consciousness.

What does a virtual reality do if it breaks it? This will only make its abnormal impact larger.

He had figured out the nature of the Blue and White Society. The more normal the situation was, the more controllable it was, the more normal the Blue and White Society would give him normal treatment.

Even if it cannot be explained, it doesn't matter, because the containment is unexplainable. Who can explain why David did not sleep when he was born? The Blue and White Society must have tried to understand it, but it is certain that Mao has not even studied it.

Just passively breaking dreams means that he is a normal person most of the time, and only has a spiritual resistance effect in specific situations.

Regardless of whether he was hiding something, the Blue and White Society would give him good treatment in this case, because no harm broke out and he had no violent tendency in his personality.

Although this was taken advantage of by Mo Qiong, he was deeply grateful that the organizational order was king.

"We have stopped the test. Although the real degree of cold has been lowered, if we continue, it is equivalent to painful simulation, willpower training... Moqiong, are you willing to accept the real painful simulation?" asked Dr. Sang.

Mo Qiongleeng said: "A real simulation of pain?"

"Yes, I haven't noticed your mental resistance for the time being. Maybe it's not enough to have a sense of crisis. After all, deep-dive nightmare is very painful." Dr. Sang said.

"Do you want to simulate the torture of infinite suffocation and super water pressure?" Mo Qiong said.

"No, the stimulation of deep diving nightmare is too intense. The level I mean is probably the level of primary training in our members' regular willpower training. If this level cannot inspire your mental resistance, there is no need to test a higher level, because the level of primary training is comparable to most of the crisis pressure in reality." Dr. Sang said.

Mo Qiong took a deep breath and said, "Then come on, I have experienced the deep diving nightmare, are you still afraid of this?"

"You can think about it again, because this time we will create a sense of despair. If you have weak will, you may develop mental illness, but... we have professional psychological counseling..." Dr. Sang said.

"Sense of despair? This is your member training program, right? I want to try it." Mo Qiong said seriously. He really wanted to know about the training program to cultivate the will of members.

"Okay, you close your eyes and it will start in about three seconds." Dr. Sang said.

Mo Qiong closed his eyes again when he heard this.

After counting silently for three seconds, I suddenly felt a wave of weakness...

It was a feeling of incomparable weakness, sleepyness.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a cold clip, clamping his tail... It hurts...

"Tail? How could I have a tail?"

Mo Qiong absolutely didn't feel wrong. It can be felt whether he has a tail or not. When a person really has a tail and his tail is pulled, he can deeply feel the feeling of his tail being pulled.

He forced his eyes to open his eyes and was surprised to find that he was being picked up by a big hand with a clip and hung upside down in the air.

That was a person, an uncle was smiling and holding his tail and slid over a large plastic box.

"I am... a mouse?" Mo Qiongmi stared at his little eyes and could see his pink body.

It is pink and tender, without even hair, and even slightly translucently the meridians inside the skin.

His body was curled up, and he couldn't even stretch his limbs. He was a fetal rat that had just been born.

There is only pain. Whether it is the cool breeze blowing through the skin as thin as a cicada's wings or the rough clip that hurts him, he can only passively.

"Crash."

The uncle opened the plastic box and stretched it in with his clamps.

"Am I a pet rat? This is the small nest he prepared for me? I want to nest with a group of rats?" Mo Qiong thought.

But he soon discovered that the so-called regular willpower training of members was beyond his expectations.

"It's time for dinner, Xiao Hei." The uncle smiled.

Mo Qiong felt a piece of pliers and fell directly into a place full of sand. The rough sand made his pink skin covered with blood.

Then a cold feeling came, and he saw in horror that a big snake was entrenched not far away, spitting out a letter and feeling whether there was something else in the environment.

"Caocao..." Mo Qiong looked at the hungry snake and felt an unprecedented sense of fear covering him.

However, he couldn't even move, let alone standing up, even if he was on the right track.

He is just a fetal rat, one of which was born to feed the snake.

He was extremely fragile and tried his best, but he could only twist slightly, but this twist only showed that he was a living creature.

"Sir..." The snake seemed to notice him, slid and hit the plastic board, and then slid along the plastic board.

Mo Qiong was so weak that he couldn't even turn his body. When the snake's head was behind him, he couldn't even look back, only trembling.

How helpless is the newborn fetal rat facing a cold-blooded snake?

Run? It doesn't exist, he is awesome if he can turn over.

Mo Qiong, who was desperate to the peak, was lucky enough to know that this was a virtual reality, so he could constantly destroy the atmosphere of fear and remain rational.
To be continued...