Chapter 1128
Dream or Not?
Chapter 1128 Dream or Not?
If that's the case, then that dream is rather...
Isn't that so real?
Ozer is uncertain.
However, those memories are slowly fading away.
Like a faded photograph.
Just like dreams that occur during REM sleep, they quickly disappear from the mind upon waking, leaving at most a faint sense of déjà vu.
but……
Ozer looked at his pale, thin hands, still unsure—
How did he become like this?
It seems like a lot of memories are missing in the middle.
Just then, the room door opened.
The light from outside streamed in, outlining the graceful silhouette of the person at the doorway.
That's a woman.
She was wearing a bright red nurse's uniform, and her golden curly hair cascaded lazily over her shoulders like sunlight.
As she approached, her warm and bright smile caught Oze's eye, causing him to involuntarily lower his guard.
Moreover, this appearance seems somewhat familiar.
It felt like I'd seen it in a dream.
"You're finally awake."
Seeing the confusion on Oze's face, the woman smiled and explained:
“This is what it’s like to wake up after a long period of hibernation. You’ll have some memory loss for a while, so please don’t worry.” She held out her hand. “Let me introduce myself again—I am Liu Hongyi, the head nurse of the group.”
In fact, Oze had never heard of any "head nurse of the group".
But the name also seemed familiar.
Their appearance wasn't entirely unfamiliar either.
In addition, Ozer was indeed a bit confused about the current situation, so he could only blankly raise his hand and shake the other person's friendly hand.
Liu Hongyi grinned.
Suddenly gripping his hand tightly, before he could react—or rather, before he was even able to resist—I flipped my palm and pulled the needle out of the back of his hand.
The movements were extremely fast and skillful.
Oze felt almost no pain.
The blood was also sealed by the adhesive tape at the injection site, and there was no seepage.
He was somewhat convinced that the woman was the "head nurse".
“You were working at the time, busy with something, when you suddenly fainted. Your lab was very secluded, and it wasn't until many days later that someone found you. So your brain damage was very severe, and you fell into a coma that lasted for several years.”
Liu Hongyi helped him remove the other needles and tubes from his body, while slowly explaining to him.
Although her technique was excellent, it was still a foreign object being pulled out of flesh and blood, so a slight stinging pain was inevitable.
"Several...several years?" Oze, who was already gasping for breath, gasped even more. "That group..."
"Don't worry, everything is fine at the group. With Helena around, nothing will happen."
“But Eshil…”
Liu Hongyi's smile deepened, and her words were concise and to the point:
"He has not yet succeeded in usurping the throne."
Oze breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help feeling worried.
"Don't rush," Liu Hongyi smiled meaningfully, "Helena has been waiting for you to wake up and help her."
Oze's heart skipped a beat.
This is an emotion I haven't felt in a long time.
In that dream, he only treated Helena as a businessperson, with none of the complex feelings he once had for her.
Experiencing it again now, I can't help but feel fortunate—
That was just a dream.
He was also very scared afterwards.
If he still had feelings, he would probably regret choosing that path and sacrificing everything for power.
At that moment, he suddenly felt a sense of curiosity.
What were the reasons that led people to choose this path at that time?
Could it be that the group is facing some kind of crisis?
Is... has Helena run into some trouble?
Thinking of this, Oze's heart clenched painfully.
"Don't overthink it, you're just overworking yourself."
"What...is the problem with me?"
Oze still feels a dull ache in his head.
It was as if something that didn't belong to him had crawled inside, but upon closer inspection, he felt there was nothing there.
"You had something growing in your brain. And it was right around that chip, so we removed the chip from your brain."
Liu Hongyi held a chip about the size of a thumb, stained with brown blood, and handed it to Aoze.
"What will I do without the chip...?"
Oze took it, but felt a void in his heart.
No wonder I felt like something was missing—my mind was slow, my memories were blurry, and the world seemed to have become dim and gloomy, as if a filter had been removed.
"Is life more important or the chip?"
"……never mind."
Is this why he chose to become a digital life form in his dreams? Is that his deeper desire?
Oze pondered. After Liu Hongyi removed all the tubes from his body, she left without lingering for a moment.
Actually, Ozer wanted to ask a few more questions.
But there's no other way; I guess I'll have to rely on myself.
He sighed, slowly propped himself up with his frail body, and walked to the door while holding onto the wall.
He pushed open the half-closed door.
Cold air rushed in.
The laboratory outside was exactly the same as I remembered.
The spacious area was occupied by rows of silver server towers, with fine blue indicator lights embedded on the surface of the racks, flashing segment by segment along the cables.
The cooling system hummed softly, and the air was filled with the smell of metal and a faint ozone.
The centerpiece is a minimalist control panel.
Ozer walked to the front of the stage and raised his hand to activate the system.
A pale blue holographic interface unfolded in the air.
The identification beam swept across his entire body—
Neural authentication initiated.
Iris scan passed.
Biometric signature matching.
Please enter your key.
Ozer frowned and typed in a complex string of characters based on his vague memory.
Thankfully, the password was correct.
[Terminal core startup.]
[Access Level: A1.]
Welcome back, Oser von, Chief Technology Officer of the Covin Group.
The familiar homepage unfolded, and a flood of notifications flashed across Auzer's vision.
It really is the same as before he became a digital life form.
No, that was just a dream...
No, it's not certain yet.
He quickly accessed the group's database directory and began scanning from the bottom up.
Files, logs, archives...
As everything aligned with his memories, Oze gradually relaxed.
Perhaps this is the real place.
On the contrary, that so-called "digital life" experience felt more like fragments of a chaotic dream.
"Maybe I'm just too engrossed in my work..."
Oze gave a wry smile and shook his head.
In the past, when he encountered trouble, he did occasionally fantasize about whether he should simply become a follower of Dr. Bell II.
By becoming his follower, one can access that mysterious "faith network" and obtain various services marked as "Pro" level—supercomputing power, algorithm optimization, attribution analysis, probability collapse, etc.
However, the price to pay for this is far too high.
Ozer could never bring himself to do it.
I can only experience it in my dreams.
Just then, a message popped up.
From Helena Rubinstein.
I heard you woke up, how are you?
【fine.】
I'll come see you as soon as I'm done with this.
A warm feeling settled over Oze's heart.
He replied immediately:
No rush, you go ahead and do your thing.
【Row. 】
Although their words were indifferent.
But it's the same feeling I remember from Oze.
This familiar way of getting along brought him a sense of security once again.
Thinking that Helena would be coming to see him, Ozer quickly looked down at himself.
I should probably take care of myself.
He was still wearing his pajamas, and I don't know how long it had been since he changed them, but thankfully he didn't smell bad.
At this moment, the message popped up again.
Helena sent another message:
Before you fell into a coma, you seemed to want to say something to me, do you remember?
Oze was slightly taken aback.
[You said it was something that concerned the life or death of the group, and that you could help me get the board's support.]
Helena Rubinstein emphasized this point.