After his run, Ning Yifan went home and, as usual, brought breakfast back for his dad and mom.
After the family finished breakfast, Ning Yifan told his parents that there was something important at the company today and he needed to attend a remote meeting, which might take quite a while. They did not need to call him for lunch.
After giving them a heads-up, Ning Yifan returned to his room and locked the door.
Lying down on the bed, Ning Yifan softly muttered, "Enter system."
His vision went black, and Ning Yifan entered the system space filled with stars.
"System, search for relevant black technologies such as eyeball regeneration."
"One hundred seventy-six black technology products related to artificial eyeballs have been found and listed for you."
Ning Yifan's figure flickered slightly, and his surroundings had already changed.
Technology Trees, each lush with foliage and bearing countless dim stars, appeared before Ning Yifan. Standing beneath them, he felt as though he had entered a primeval forest.
After looking around, Ning Yifan frowned. Not a single one of these Technology Trees was something he could master in a short time.
Even the Technology Tree with the fewest dim stars had more than eight hundred of them, and only a dozen or so stars had been lit.
Upon examining the dim stars one by one, he found that most of the required knowledge involved biological technologies—organ cloning, eyeball transplant techniques, neural signal transmission, and so on. They were all extremely complex technologies, far removed from the mechanical knowledge Ning Yifan currently possessed.
It would be extremely difficult to recreate a pair of eyeballs for the girl and let her see the world again in a short period of time.
Since he could not achieve his goal through biotechnology for the time being,