More often than not, breakthroughs in scientific experiments came from chance factors—after countless attempts, the crucial point was finally found.
Just like how Yu Tu and the others had achieved a breakthrough only after obtaining an experimental subject like "Mirage." Even if "Mirage" became unusable in the future, they would at least know which direction to pursue, rather than running around like headless flies.
"You said it was different from us humans. Do you mean that human consciousness can't be transferred into a virtual world like Mirage's can?" Liu Chang'an quickly accepted their test results. The ancient civilization Tesla had brought with her, and that miraculous bronze coffin life-support pod, were even more inconceivable than what Yu Tu and the others had created.
"Yes. We tested it. Human consciousness can only be copied, not transferred out of the brain. In other words, during our experiments, we achieved consciousness cloning. One consciousness remains in the original body, while another exists in the virtual world." Yu Tu excitedly pointed at himself. "My data consciousness is currently in my personal computer, keeping company with my 32 terabytes of videos."
"Videos? Do you have that kind?"
Yu Tu nodded knowingly. "Most of them are games and anime. That kind only takes up twenty terabytes."
Only?
Yu Tu had redefined the word "only" for Liu Chang'an. He looked Yu Tu over. Delicate features, handsome face, tall and straight figure—sure enough, one could not judge a person by appearance.
"Yu Tu, don't you have a girlfriend?" As a mature woman, Zhong Qing naturally understood what the euphemistic "videos" in Liu Chang'an and Yu Tu's conversation referred to.
"Assistant Zhong, haven't you met her? She's an actress. Filming takes her all over the place, and sometimes she's gone for months. I can't easily leave Junsha either. People