Chapter 26： Zhuang Li: System, you lost. (1/2)

After getting the experimental equipment, Zhuang Li did nothing else but concentrated on detecting his own brain waves, and edited a software to store and analyze the changes of these brain waves.

Xuan Ming comes to visit Little Curly Hair every day, hoping that he will make a breakthrough. But time passed by, no surprises happened, and the little curly hair was getting weaker and weaker.

His face turned haggard at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the two groups of black and blue at the moment seemed to have been dyed into his skin, revealing a deep twilight.

He even started to lose a lot of hair, which is a harbinger of kidney failure, if there is a problem with the kidneys, the entire physiology will be destroyed.

Occasionally, when Xuan Ming came out of the elevator, he happened to meet the cleaner kneeling on the ground to restrain his hair. The slightly curled hair was held in her hands and kneaded into a ball of hair, the size of a slap, making Xuan Ming feel terrified.

He was flustered and realized that the little curly hair was running out of time, every word the system had threatened him with before was true, and if he couldn't find a solution, he would die!

Xuan Ming controlled the wheelchair and hurriedly walked into the laboratory, only to see the little curly hair with his hands on the table, his head lowered, and standing quietly.

Drops of blood fell down the tip of his nose into the trash can directly below, tick, tick...falling like raindrops. He was hurt by the noise again, which had become the norm.

Xuan Ming accelerated the speed of sliding the wheelchair, his face was terrifyingly gloomy.

7480's clamor also came at the same time: "Host, have I touched your limit now? Huh? I touched a hard thing, like a ceiling!"

Zhuang Li chose to remain silent.

7480 said with a smile: "Host, I checked your body just now, and you can't hold it anymore. Your kidneys and heart have failed to varying degrees. You will soon die."

Zhuang Li took out a tissue and slowly wiped the tip of his nose. When he raised his head, there was no fear or cowardice on his face. Instead, he smiled lightly. He never took the threat of the system to heart.

Xuan Ming finally came to his side, holding his blood-stained hand tightly, his voice dry: "I have something to tell you." Today, he will persuade Little Curly Mao to agree to the system's request no matter what, even if it exposes The secret that he can't let the system know.

However, before he could speak, the computer placed on the table suddenly made a rapid beep, and then the screen also turned red. This is a red flag.

Xuan Ming was startled, but Zhuang Li immediately shook off his hand, walked quickly to the computer, and took a closer look.

Waveforms appeared on the computer screen, and changed several shapes every second, as fast as a mess of interlaced shadows. This is the brain wave formed by the noise that Zhuang Li has measured in recent days.

The data is so large and complex that I don't even know what it is. Xuan Ming just stared at the screen for a while and then his eyes froze.

Zhuang Li quickly waved his hands and typed commands in the computer's window. As the command runs, the transformation speed of these waveform graphs becomes slower and slower, and the peaks and troughs marked by red dots seem to form a certain pattern, which finally constitutes a brand new waveform graph, which is fixed on the screen.

Xuan Ming didn't know what this picture represented, but 7480 screamed in panic: "Host, you are analyzing my mental power!"

Zhuang Li slightly hooked the corner of his lips, then turned on a machine and slowly debugged various functions and data.

7480 quickly regained his composure and said contemptuously: "I guess what you want to do! You dissociate my mental power fluctuations from these brain waves, and then prepare to use these sensors to slowly simulate this fluctuation in order to gain access to my Is the key to the management background right?"

Zhuang Li concentrates on fiddling with the test equipment, but does not answer.

Xuan Ming understood. If the system is likened to a computer, in fact they are indeed a kind of computer, then to enter their management background, you must get a password.

This password is not a string of numbers, but a fluctuation of spiritual power. The system can forcibly integrate into the host's consciousness, relying on the suppression of this powerful mental force.

Then thinking in reverse, a conclusion can be drawn - if the parasitic host masters the same mental power fluctuations, can it also dominate the system?

Little Curly Hair has been busy for so many days for this. From the very beginning, he knew exactly what he wanted and how to achieve it.

He first separated the system's mental power graphics from the hundreds of thousands of noise graphics, and then used brain wave sensing equipment to slowly use meditation to make his brain waves converge with the system's mental power. In this way, he can smoothly enter the management program of the system.

This brainwave simulation technique is hardly new. Hawking, who was completely paralyzed, used this technique to play "A Brief History of Time".

He created a specific brain wave pattern for each English letter and stored it in the computer. When he simulated the graphics in his mind, the computer immediately recognized the corresponding letters and formed words.

This is a primary application of perception technology to connect the external world, but it can be used to deal with such a high-tech system? How did the little curly head grow?

Xuan Ming let out a long sigh of relief, and his tense nerves relaxed a little, only to realize that he was actually sweating a lot.

7480 yelled angrily: "Host, you are so despicable! If you insist on doing this, I will have to kill you immediately!"

It was about to launch the final blow, but suddenly became proud: "Host, you are so stupid! Have you forgotten that I am still in your mind, I can interfere with your meditation, and you will never be able to simulate this for the rest of your life. Graphics!"

Zhuang Li still said nothing.

Xuan Ming raised a heart. Yes, the system is still in the mind of the little curly hair, it can interfere with the little curly hair's meditation at any time, this is a dead end.

"Host, if we're playing a game, you've already lost before you start, and you've lost a mess." 7480 declared triumphantly. Because it is too happy, it even reduces the decibel of the noise.

Over the past few days, it has gradually become fascinated with the feeling of torturing the host, so it is not in a hurry to kill the other party.

Zhuang Li placed an electromagnet directly above his head, and finally broke the silence: "System, you are parasitic on my left brain, right?"

Although 7480 was chattering, he carefully chose to shut up. Having suffered the host's losses, it will never reveal its secrets at will.

Zhuang Li chuckled: "You must be in my left brain. Because I am right-handed, my left brain has the function of language output. My commands are transmitted from the left brain to the right brain through the corpus callosum, and then executed by the body. The left brain is absolutely dominant."