Placebo is not a good word.
The "veteran" never thought that the rest of his life would be bound to it.
The past life has become blurred, distorted and fragmented due to the problem of aberration infection. And since there are no effective treatments, "placebo" has some meaning.
"A 'placebo' that can have a substantial effect must have a deep mechanism that we still cannot understand...although it may not be a logic that humans can understand."
When Bu Qingwen said this, he was sitting on a swivel chair, spinning slowly; the paintbrush that almost never left his body was flying up and down between his fingers.
She will draw instant inspiration on paper, walls and anywhere she can put pen to paper at any time; of course, she will also draw ultra-complex structures that are incomprehensible in the three-dimensional workspace.
Many people in the laboratory complained that Bu Qingwen often acted as a "layperson" and got involved in issues in other professional fields, and used her designer's logic to deal with them.
However, she is also a "very sensible" person. No matter what idea she puts forward, she can always make it work in the end.
Luo Zhongheng calls it "talent", a super talent of "structured thinking".
Bu Qingwen disagreed. She didn't like the word "talent", not because she was being pretentious, but because she really had no talent in the field of extraordinary power.
In other words, slow.
Unlike Luo Zhongheng.
"Uncle Shou, you are a talentless person like me. Regardless of whether you encounter aberration infection or not, you will have a hard time in this era... Go away!"
Bu Qingwen pushed away Luo Zhongheng who was leaning towards her: "To prepare for a rainy day, we need a breakthrough:
“From nothing to zero, the nature changes;
“From zero to one, the world changes.
“Yes, as long as we can leave even the most insignificant traces in this field and accumulate them bit by bit, we may be able to change it.
"It was originally impossible, but the world has changed a long time ago. So we can proceed cautiously and tentatively.
"Even if it starts as a parody."
At that time, Luo Zhongheng sighed: "You all know that it is clumsy. Its function has not been fully understood yet."
"Do it first and then change it. Thank you, treasure hunter master!"
With that said, Bu Qingwen drew a small red flower on Luo Zhongheng's face: "This is your reward!"
The "veteran" determined that he had mistakenly entered the scene where a young couple was flirting, but no matter what, not long after this conversation, Bu Qingwen's "placebo" appeared.
As she puts it, it's for the "untalented."
But at that time, the "veteran" really didn't expect that the so-called "placebo" was really a "comfort" in nature - it was not a drug, or even had anything to do with the material world, but a certain spiritual image drawn by Bu Qingwen. a visual structure.
Moreover, it cannot be done by one person, it requires many people working together.
The "veteran" did not refuse this ridiculous design. He had already understood it clearly at that time, in the wilderness:
Whoever wants you to die, stay away;
Whoever can make you live, follow him!
Luo Yuandao, Luo Zhongheng and Bu Qingwen, this family saved his life and the lives of many others. In the wilderness, this is the hardest currency and credibility.
Facts have proved that Bu Qingwen’s self-reported
"Imitating design" really works.
Relying on a patchwork of breathing, guidance, yoga and other old methods that can clear the mind, in the spiritual world, the visualization structure is built bit by bit, and there is indeed a weak feedback.
If one person succeeds, it is not obvious yet; if ten people succeed, it will be much easier for the people behind to imitate and learn.
Soon, people using "placebo" covered several homeless settlements around the wilderness laboratory.
In the beginning, it was only those people who encountered aberration infection and were still lingering in the second and early stages of the third phase. They were still sane and had not completely turned into monsters or died. They were relatively limited.
But later, as it became relatively easy to get started, some people who were not infected also joined in, and eventually some kind of trend formed.
The number of people ranges from hundreds to thousands, or even tens of thousands.
When people's consciousness is gathered together, it is chaotic, but there is a small but clear feedback. After its effect, although it cannot fundamentally change the abnormal infection state, it can relieve the mental pressure caused by it to a certain extent.
There are obviously fewer monsters driven crazy by deformation.
According to Luo Yuandao, this method also regulates the state of the nervous system.
As a result, Bu Qingwen completed another amazing design.
Since then, Bu Qingwen has continued to make adjustments to the "placebo" so that when people use it, their consciousness becomes clearer and clearer. It seems that they can also receive all kinds of strange messages, perhaps because of the differences between people who use them together. Conscious communication?
Anyway, it was as fantastic as a dream that you might wake up from at any time.
And then... this dream was shattered.
The wilderness laboratory was attacked, and Bu Qingwen left her son behind in the life-sustaining warehouse, leaving the last figure outside the warehouse to say goodbye to this changed world.
Luo Yuandao, who was "ever tired", finally couldn't resist anymore and went completely crazy. He was also sued in court because of the so-called "human experiment".
The laboratory quickly collapsed under the turmoil of people's hearts. Luo Zhongheng took his father away, and then there was a sudden wave of "vagrants returning to the city".
Regardless of whether he wants to or not, whether he can or not, the environment that the "veteran" is finally familiar with falls apart again.
He was wrapped up in the tide of the times, from the wilderness to Spring City, from Spring City to Sakae; from a life-saving experimental platform to a fatal experimental platform... There are fewer and fewer familiar people around him, and those who believe in the "placebo" thing People are also being reduced significantly.
However, among this group of people familiar to the "veteran", the proportion of using "placebo" is getting higher and higher.
Because those who don’t do this are basically removed from the experimental table.
As for where he went, God may know.
The remaining people were named the "Seven Cross-cutting Divisions" and lived in confusion in Bancheng Pingmao District. Frequently using "placebo" to keep yourself alive as much as possible has become a necessity for survival.
The "veteran" thought it would continue like this until the end of his life or sudden death.
But one day, without any psychological preparation at all, the dream-like state of collective consciousness suddenly received an unprecedented and meaningful signal.
It's like a radio. It receives information in the corresponding frequency band. Although it is still intermittent and difficult to understand, the communication that is almost touching the fingertips is real.
After a series of adjustments, both parties involved in the hair extension discovered
The existence of each other was also discovered, and they were both using the same method.
Everyone is trying their best to get closer. Of course, the other side can do more. In this process, the other side is always the active propagator.
Gradually, the "veteran" learned that there turned out to be a place called "Deep Blue World", and it was not a good place. Hundreds of thousands of "miners" were detained there and underwent large-scale human modification in order to engage in mining of certain dangerous mineral deposits.
As for why they were also using "placebo" and finally contacted them, there is no clear answer. The "veteran" guessed that there might be participants from the settlements around the laboratory, or even someone he knew, who got there and spread the corresponding knowledge there.
Obviously, the spread of "placebo" in the "Deep Blue World" is faster than ever before, and the user group is also unprecedentedly large.
It is said that its use covers almost every miner.
Although they are a group of unlucky people who are in a worse situation than the "veterans" and others, with a base of several hundred thousand people there, there are a lot of talents inside.
"Placebo" has achieved unprecedented development there. However, the original name was changed there. It was no longer called "Placebo" but called "Shelter".
The miners who used the "shelter" also established a rather religious organization:
Order of Souls.
"Veterans" don't care about this. If they are not in the corresponding environment, they are not qualified to make irresponsible remarks. If they call it "shelter", just call it "shelter".
He buried the "placebo" deep in his heart, which was still a kind of comfort.
In any case, establishing contact with the Soul Cult is the most promising period after "returning to the city".
Versions of "Shelter" change quickly.
After all, it is the collective wisdom of hundreds of thousands of people, and it is said that there is also the finishing touch of a genius leader. The "veterans" have also established a branch of the Soul Cult. It seems that there are other branches in the world, which are similar to " A situation like "veteran"
The establishment of these branches has played a very important role in the research of "shelter" in the deep blue world.
Let’s study together and find a way out.
Veterans have also gradually transformed from old haters who have forgotten all their college knowledge to professionals in the corresponding fields.
In Bancheng Pingmao District, the Deep Blue Mineral Deposit Area, and other places, although everyone is not free, they are staying together in the "sanctuary" with increasingly clear exchanges of consciousness.
Either encourage each other, or fully imagine, chasing a bright dream.
Application methods that can be used in the real world have been developed one by one, such as the extraction method here in Hengduan Qibu; they have even begun to touch wider band signals, and have begun the intense and exciting work of receiving and deciphering... …
But just when hope was full, the "shelter" suddenly collapsed.
It was October last year, and a deadly traitor appeared within the Soul Order. Even earlier, some people had already infiltrated, and some of the sect's new achievements were poison that had already been planted.
The Order of Souls collapsed almost overnight.
The "veterans" have almost completely lost contact with the headquarters of the Soul Religion. Even if they occasionally make contact, it is a warning that is repeatedly transmitted mechanically.
Then, the Soul Cult appeared on Earth and became a "terrorist organization" that everyone wanted to fight.
