When An Feng woke up, he found that something was more in his mind.

A voice urged him to do something... rubbed his eyes and saw a water stain on his lying just now. His old face turned red and he looked around. Fortunately, his colleagues were all devoted to work or being lazy and dozing off. He folded the paper with guilt and threw it into the trash can.

At this time, the manager's secretary walked towards him, and said with a blank expression: "An Feng, Manager Li asked you to go to his office in five minutes."

"Okay." An Feng nodded.

Before she could think about the strange dream just now, An Feng piled up the messy documents neatly and got up and walked towards Manager Li's office.

When he knocked in the door, the iron-faced manager spoke: "You know that the company's economic situation has been in a bad state recently. The boss gave me ten layoff indicators and fired some employees who cannot perform their benefits." Manager Li glanced at An Feng and said: "I'm sorry, you are one of them."

An Feng was stunned, then nodded slowly.

Manager Li's tone was lukewarm: "Considering your time in our company, I decided to pay your salary for three months as compensation."

"oh."

"Is there any problem?"

"That's it." An Feng left the office.

He went back to pack up his things silently, and he was a little sad. He has worked here for three years. Who can be ruthless without plants? "It may not be a bad thing." He comforted himself. Maybe it is really not suitable for this job. He is like a numb machine from 9 to 5, but he always lacks motivation to invest.

Thank you to your colleagues for your sincere greetings or polite greetings, packing things. Zhang Li, a colleague who used to chatter, came over, but lost the feeling of quarrel with him. Seeing this, An Feng took the lead in joking: "Don't you take this rare opportunity to take revenge on me?"

Zhang Li curled her lips and said, "Save your life first. Do you have any plans in the future? Do you still need to find a job here?"

An Feng shrugged: "Maybe, let's take a break for a while and then let's talk about it."

Zhang Li said: "I can introduce you if I can't find it."

"Thank you." An Feng smiled.

After he left, female colleagues who love gossip surrounded Zhang Li, and someone cheered: "Is our sister Li also in spring and is about to be ready to move?"

"What are you talking nonsense!" Zhang Li cursed with a smile.

"Then why do you suddenly care about him?" the girls kept holding on.

Zhang Li thought about it and said, "You little girl doesn't understand it. Now you suddenly have no quarrel with your opponent. Invincible is also a kind of loneliness."

On the bus home, there were not many passengers at this time. They were all old men and ladies, who were rushing to get in front of the bus and then urged the young people to give way to them. An Feng sat in the last row, listened to the noise in the car, looked out the window with boredom, calmed down, and recalled the dream just now.

Since he went to college, he has been invaded by the same strange dream, which has been repeated over and over again, sometimes once a few months, sometimes for weeks, and several days of attack. The doctor has seen it very often, taken medicine very often, and he can recite the diagnosis term himself, but it has not improved.

The weirdest thing is that he cannot understand the content of the strange dream, just like a bunch of garbled codes on the computer, which cannot be understood or read. Fortunately, the strange dream did not affect his normal life, and over time he became accustomed to its existence. When he woke up today, he actually understood the meaning of garbled codes.

There was a sound that kept replaying like a radio in the dream. The general idea was to enable him to activate the locator at two key time points and receive certain mysterious information. The first time point was two years ago and was missed. The second time point was more than a month left.

An Feng was shocked, locator?

The theory of making a locator is complete, just like he has experienced it personally. As long as he finds the materials, he can do it even with his eyes closed.

But who believes it? This is clearly a sign of madness!

He was not relieved, but the frequency of strange dreams increased. Whenever he closed his eyes and lay on the chang, he fell asleep, information came like a tide, like an ancient death knives circling in his ears, and could not be gone. Every time he woke up, he was sweating profusely and his face was pale.

For five consecutive days, he succumbed to the point of being in a sluggish manner.

He decided to take advantage of his youth and go crazy, and he would get old if he didn't do it.

The materials needed to make the locator are very ordinary and can be purchased on the market. The principle is not complicated. It takes a specific time to locate and accept instruments of a specific frequency. He began to get busy day and night. According to the guidance of memory, he did not see any strangeness when he did it.

After this lasted for a month, the work was done.

The machine he regarded as a treasure was as large as a microwave oven. The rough handwork caused the wires to extend out of the machine randomly. The dazzling lines were tangled and intertwined. The other end of the colorful lines were tied with tape and inserted into a large socket on the ground.

An Feng held a control button in his hand and stared at the time displayed on the computer screen, with three minutes left before the second time point.

The locator looks like a rag picked up from a garbage dump. Can it really work?

The time counted to the last second, and he resolutely pressed the button.

He held his breath and suddenly a crackling sound broke out, and a burst of electric sparks burst out from the locator. In less than a second, the lights were gone and the room fell into darkness. A pungent burning smell emanated. He couldn't help coughing a few times and hurried to open the window to get some breath.

It was also pitch black outside the window. An Feng underestimated the destructive power of this thing. The noise was quite disturbing, and the residents of the entire building were affected. Just as he was about to stretch his head out to breathe, he heard the continuous ups and downs of cursing, closed the window in disappointment, and retreated to the table.

"It seems like it has failed." Smelling the burnt smell in the room, An Feng wanted to laugh, it was clearly the consequence of random thoughts. Where can there be any next-generation technology?

I thought so in my heart, but I still unwilling to check my "masterpiece". I fumbled little by little with the flashlight, and several lines burned, which smelled very pungent, but the main body was not damaged. As for the inside... he flashed his inspiration and reached into an empty area.

He dared to swear to the sky that this place was always empty.

But now, he actually touched something.

"Success?" An Feng couldn't believe it, and took out the unknown object with trembling hands. When the flashlight shone, it reflected its original appearance.

A square box is ordinary in shape, only the size of a palm, with patterns on the surface, black and cold, but I don’t know what material it is made of, it is very strong. He carefully placed the box on the table and checked it, and there was nothing special.

However, there was a hint in his mind - it originated from a strange dream.

He immediately opened the box, and there was a set of medical syringes quietly inside. The transparent syringe had no scale, and blue liquid was lying inside. He assembled the syringe with skillful techniques. Dreamland's next step asked him to inject liquid. He hesitated and the needle stayed in front of his arm.

He had a premonition that this was a good thing, but his instinct was repelling this unknown force.

"If it's a crazy dream... just go crazy!"

The liquid quickly disappeared into his body, and he spent five minutes in great tension, as if... his head began to heat up, his thinking several times clearer than before. Suddenly his eyes turned pale and he fainted and fell to the ground. This time, it was the sweetest time he had sleeping, and there was no more trouble from strange dreams or mental burden.

It was already a day later when he woke up.

His cheeks and collar were covered with nosebleeds. Yes, he knew what was going on. Although he had been in a coma for a day, there was a strangely awake consciousness. It seemed that his consciousness was divided into two parts, one part was dormant, and the other part was still working, taking over control of the body.

He sat on the ground, rubbed his temples, trying to recall the whole story. The blue liquid... A message suddenly emerged in his mind: Nanobots carry bionic cells to the cerebral cortex, where bionic cells continue to divide and proliferate, forming biological computers.

"Biological Computer?"

An Feng just thought, a strange thing came - the brain started searching with the keyword "biological computer", got a bunch of garbled codes, and then translated automatically. The general meaning is: the bionic cells injected into the body began to fuse, and it will continue to metabolize and consume chemical energy to divide and proliferate.

The price is that the biological brain has become a "hard disk", and its memories are sorted into documents and stored in chronological order. However, the memories of these twenty years of more than 20 years only occupy an inconspicuous part. The "external information" brought by the biological machine brain is as vast as the sea and is immeasurable.

Due to the scarcity of bionic cells, the computing power of the machine brain is still very weak. When Anfeng is enabled, what can be understood is that it stores large projects such as energy, electronics, biomedical, intelligent machines, etc. But under large projects, there are garbled codes and information that puts the cart before the horse.

"Energy." An Feng silently said, and his mind was like a movie, showing a lot of garbled codes, mixed with a small amount of translated content.

"nuclear energy."

Still garbled.

“Nuclear fusion.”

Garbled code.

"Controllable nuclear fusion."

Garbled code... Suddenly translated several items. An Feng suddenly realized that the larger the keyword range, the slower the machine brain translation speed, and when the range narrows—

"Controllable nuclear fusion reaction with helium-3 as the reactant."

There is content!

"Skip the principles, steps, specific steps."

After An Feng waited for half a minute, the garbled area was translated into a recognizable information section. He scanned a short section, including drawings, methods, and instructions. The computer brain remembered it once, and it was as familiar as it had done countless times. He was ecstatic. Is he going to develop?

But after a closer look, something was wrong with the content behind it.

"Huh?'RD-8 type armed robot modification standards'? Why did you get to the robot?"

An Feng continued to sweep down, but the robot modification was not finished yet, and the next paragraph went to the rapid cloning of biological tissue, and the bull's head was inappropriate.

"Catalog? Call out the directory? Write the outline... Give me a hint!"

He tried for a long time and got nothing. The only conclusion he got was: either garbled or the content was messy. If he wanted to sort it out, it would probably take a lot of time.

Suddenly, his eyes were refocused on the mysterious box.

If the information on the machine brain is not wrong, the box has two layers. The upper layer is an extremely precious biological transformation liquid, which successfully transformed part of his brain into a biological computer, and the next layer is a gift given by mysterious power... When An Feng opened it, his eyes flashed.

The sunlight outside the window shines in obliquely, and the objects lying in the box refract the light into countless parts, shining and crystal clear, making people unable to open their eyes.

"diamond!"

An Feng recognized these strange things at a glance. He counted them and found that there were twelve pieces in total, from small to large, from colorless to pink, all of which were not small. An Feng carefully picked up the largest blue diamond and faced the sunshine, all of which were dazzling blue.

No matter how amateur he is, he knows that this blue diamond is a top-notch product.
Chapter completed!