"I heard you've connected to the brain-computer interface too?"
After arriving at another laboratory, Lin Qi asked the scientist beside him who was overseeing the brain-computer interface's development.
The scientist nodded. "I requested it myself after the technology matured. I had to experience the changes it brought firsthand before I could confirm whether these designs were reasonable."
"Besides, you know that damage to the prefrontal lobe isn't a problem for memory transfer anymore."
The Detective was dead, but he had come back to life in another form.
The technology accumulated through massive amounts of human experimentation was simply incomparable to the speed of biological technology's development in the past, even if the old research process had been accelerated a hundredfold.
A year's worth of research in the past might not even compare to the results of a single day now!
Spending a year speculating on paper and in theory was less useful than directly conducting several human experiments.
That was why the scientists weren't particularly afraid of death. The more thoroughly they studied the human body, the farther away death seemed to be.
"How does it feel?" Lin Qi asked.
The scientist tilted his head and thought for a moment. "At first, there was some psychological discomfort, but as the strange sensations in my body gradually diminished, I completely adapted to it in less than a week."
"By now, I can't feel that I've undergone anything at all, but it does indeed still exist."
Lin Qi became interested. "Can you connect to the server now?"
The scientist nodded, took off his outer clothing, and walked over to sit in a chair.
The staff began attaching the electrodes and the receiving devices for the other equipment to him.
"The Artificial Intelligence evolved very quickly. After we had only communicated and experimented