Shen Bing was utterly baffled.
Food stalls? It wasn't that he disliked them. Quite the opposite—he loved eating there. Back in the summer, the four roommates in his dorm would often sneak out for a meal.
But Shen Bing was a household name now. With that face of his, he wouldn't last half an hour in public before a crowd packed in around him.
These days, only private clubs were suitable places for him to go.
Yun Xue suddenly added, "Hehe, you're afraid people will recognize you, right? I've got something good here from another research team. Once you use it, I guarantee no one will recognize you."
Something clicked in Shen Bing's mind. He had a rough idea of what Yun Xue was getting at, and his worries faded.
Yun Xue giggled. "Then it's settled. We'll come back to find you after work."
After hanging up, Shen Bing mulled over what Yuan Wei had just told him.
Artificial eyeballs weren't an entirely new field of research.
Just this year, a company in the United States had announced that it had developed an artificial eyeball. It consisted of an embedded microchip and a small camera. The camera recorded video of the surroundings and uploaded it to the chip, which then issued commands, stimulating the nerves and sending visual information to the recipient's brain to restore her sight.
This device had a very obvious weakness: the images seen through it were blurry, only allowing the wearer to roughly distinguish obstacles. On top of that, the eyeball wasn't particularly attractive...
Shen Bing could more or less guess that any research breakthrough capable of exciting Yuan Wei and Yun Xue this much was nothing those American research institutions' artificial eyeballs could compare with.
Shen Bing had raised the two girls' standards immeasurably by