"Ha—" Yuan Ye put his palm in front of his mouth, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "There should be no problem."
After confirming that the breath had been completely eliminated, Yuan Ye screwed on the lid of the mouthwash with satisfaction, put it back in place, and threw the dental cleaner back into the box where it was placed. The box automatically fell down, and the cleaning and disinfection process was started. Fixed process.
After time travel, the method of cleaning the mouth has been replaced by a two-piece set of "tooth cleaner" and "mouthwash". The traditional toothpaste and toothbrush have been completely eliminated. Yuan Ye is still not used to this method of washing. I'm worried that it hasn't been cleaned up.
He even said that during the period before reaching the carbon-based limit, when he woke up early in the morning and had no way to force himself to be fully awake immediately, he often stood in front of the sink and thought in front of the mirror with his hazy mind. Where did my toothbrush go? It took me a while to realize that I should look for the dental flosser.
Even after reaching the carbon-based limit, Yuan Ye just omitted this confusing process. It is expected that in the future, Yuan Ye will still need to fight against his own habit. After all, even if he is a transcendent There is no way to prevent the growth of saliva bacteria in a closed environment like the mouth - of course, it is still possible to control the production of saliva, but that would be even more unaccustomed, so Yuan Ye gave up for the time being.
After washing up, Yuan Ye came to the dining table and started to enjoy today's breakfast - steamed buns, preserved egg and lean meat porridge cooked by intelligent machinery, and a pile of pickles.
Of course, these cannot be done on site. Such highly intelligent AI is highly controlled in this world and will not flow into the civilian market. Without exception, these are all premade cooking kits and quick-frozen foods. , civilian intelligent machinery only needs to be heated, and a simple intelligent program is enough.
Since Yuan Ye gained extra psychic powers, he naturally has not forgotten to add some points to his cooking skills, but as a time traveler with a high level of lazy attributes, after the novelty of cooking wore off, he began to indulge in convenient cooking kits— —Of course, the more important reason is that I was too busy some time ago and had no time to cook by myself.
——Speaking of which, since the practice of the second field requires facing psychological problems such as "self", it would be good to understand the relevant knowledge in advance.
——There are specialists in the field, so why not go directly to a psychiatrist?
This idea suddenly popped into Yuan Ye's mind, and after a moment's thought, he confirmed it.
"Butler." Yuan Ye called out his smart assistant, "Help me make an appointment with a psychiatrist. My VIP medical account permissions will be granted to you once."
"Voiceprint and iris recognition completed, authorization confirmed." The smart assistant said calmly, still wearing the system's default poker face.
——How about finding a time to change his appearance?
Yuan Ye stared at the projected appearance of the smart assistant. Before he could get an answer, the smart assistant asked again: "I have received the letter of introduction from the family doctor. What do you need from the doctor?"
The so-called family doctor is due to the increasingly weird hierarchical medical system in Yingzhou after 2077. Unless the patient is directly sent to the hospital by ambulance, other patients need a letter of introduction from the family doctor who has signed a contract with them. To register, you must go to a hospital designated by a family doctor for medical treatment. This can be considered part of the monopoly and oppression of Yingzhou's medical system.
Naturally, Yuan Ye will not be subject to this restriction. His contracted family doctor is actually a doctor who works for the Black Dragon Society. He has already written multiple letters of introduction and stored them in the cloud. They will be automatically sent after saying hello. You can fill them out wherever you go for medical treatment. No need. Troubled by this.
"Hmm..." Yuan Ye thought for a moment and then ordered, "Someone with a professional degree in prosthetic body modification technology, or a psychologist with experience in the prosthetic body modification industry. Of course, not the kind who only majored in mental psychology. Those who want a degree must have a degree in a brain science-related major.”
Psychology in 2077 has been divided into the "spiritual psychology school" that treats the brain as a black box and uses methods similar to those of the psychiatrist before Genya traveled through the world, and the "material psychology school" that believes in treatment by combining brain science with the gradually elucidated brain structure. ”, but the two interact with each other and are not completely separated from each other.
What the fully cyborged true cyborg people would think, and what their view of themselves is, is something Yuan Ye really wants to know, and it might be helpful to his future progress.
"Understood." The smart assistant quickly replied, "I have made an appointment for you. The doctor is available all day today. You can go there for consultation at any time."
"Understood." At the same time that the smart assistant gave the reply, Yuan Ye also finished breakfast. After discovering that Yuan Ye had finished the food, the smart machine smoothly came to the dining table, put away the tableware, and washed it.
Yuanye wiped his mouth and came to the closet.
"Which set of clothes should I choose?" Yuan Ye opened the wardrobe and thought with a headache. All the furniture in this room, including clothes, were purchased by people related to the Black Dragon Association. He didn't know what was inside. What clothes are there?
In the past, he had been adhering to the straight man's thinking, only taking the first piece of clothing on the left hand side, washing and drying it after wearing it, and wearing it the next day, which effectively avoided wasting time thinking about this issue.
But today is a rare free time, and Yuanye wants to change into another set of clothes.
After Yuan Ye thought for a short time, he decisively gave up thinking and asked the smart assistant to randomly shake a random number within twenty, then counted from left to right and pulled out the clothes represented by the random number.
The clothes are a set of very ordinary black casual clothes. The style looks quite trendy. It is the type that young people would like at first glance, but there are no complicated patterns and it looks ordinary.
"It feels no different from what I usually wear." Yuan Ye said to himself with a smile, but he was not a sloppy person, so he changed into it directly.
——Think about it carefully, the people from the Black Dragon Club are responsible for helping me purchase items, and they probably don’t dare to do anything fancy. This kind of decoration is simple, and only using different styles of clothes is a safe choice, otherwise it will give me the whole beautiful girl It hurts. Maybe my blood pressure would rise immediately after seeing it, and then I might sink him into Tokyo Bay in a rage.
——Although I quite like beautiful girls having their vaginas hurt.
Genya put on his shoes while making a joke of his own.
After putting on his shoes, Yuanye grabbed the door handle and was about to push the door open when he suddenly stopped.
——Ah, just wait a little longer before going out.
——Creating a casual morning encounter with the childhood sweetheart next door...
-Sounds pretty good.
In Genya's perception, Hoshino Shiori, who lived next door, was also changing shoes at the entrance.
——It's almost time for her to go to school.
——Going to school, there are really some unfamiliar words.
——But speaking of it, the leave I asked for is almost over. If I go to school again, I might as well just apply for a leave of absence.
Genya thought this way, and after sensing the movement of Hoshino Shiori getting up, he pressed the door handle and prepared to push the door open.
--Um?
——Why can’t you push it away?
Yuan Ye felt the resistance from the security door and felt inexplicably embarrassed.
