After saying that, the cold door opened.

Considering what the other party said before, Jiang Zhou originally thought he would see a bunch of brains soaked in an incubator behind the door.

But inside is nothing more than an array of neatly arranged pitch-black cubes.

Each cube is about the size of two double-door refrigerators, and has no distinctive appearance. Countless pipelines extend from it, and are finally gathered into a pipe that radiates cold air. Most of the cold air in the room comes from there.

Came from the root pipe.

This is probably the "Deep Diving Chamber No. 3" that Manager Ye mentioned earlier.

The adjutant walked to the black cube closest to her and pressed something. The cube slowly opened, revealing enough seats for one person to sit on. The inner wall of the cockpit was a geometric structure like a honeycomb, with interfaces everywhere inside.

"Dive deep into the sub-cage. There are things in there that can maintain all your vital signs..."

As she spoke, she paused for a moment, and then said the lines that were probably part of the standard procedure:

"From now on, this deep dive sub-cage will replace that powered exoskeleton and become your new prison."

Jiang Zhou suspected that this sentence was also a voice command, because the restraint device on his body was automatically released after the other party said this sentence.

"Strip naked, sit in it, and set up your mandala."

She pointed to the cockpit and said.

"My what?"

Jiang Zhou asked as he moved his somewhat stiff joints.

"Your mandala, the third generation jz network verification system. The visual cortex signal perception switch activates your brain-computer interface by 'visualizing' a real graphic. In short, you just follow the prompts.

Well, a five-year-old can do it."

She explained patiently.

In any case, Jiang Zhou had no right to refuse. After flexing his stiff joints, he calmly took off his clothes and lay down in the cockpit.

The cabin door closed, and some odorless gas blew across his face, causing him to instantly lose consciousness of his body, and his vision changed from boundless darkness to a void of nothingness. This scene was like something he had heard of in the past.

People’s descriptions of when they are about to die are generally...

Then, with a "click", something was inserted into the interface of his occipital bone, as if it was powered on, and he felt that his spirit became extremely clear.

A featureless voice echoed in Jiang Zhou's ears, and a paragraph of black italic characters also appeared in his sight.

The content is as follows:

[If it is detected that the interface feature code is not included, if it is the first time to visit, please set up your Mandala; if you want to change the interface, please activate the existing Mandala first]

Jiang Zhou, who had lost his sense of the body below his neck, clicked on the [First Visit] option through the eye-tracking operating system.

[Please imagine a figure that is closely related to you, never forgotten, easy to imagine, and unique, as your own mandala. 】

Based on this prompt and combined with the meaning of the short-haired woman before, Jiang Zhou suddenly understood.

So in this era, when people use the Internet to verify their passwords, they “visualize” a unique pattern in their minds?

Then there is really no way to hack your account. Even if you tell other people about your mandala, there will always be subtle differences in details when different people imagine the same figure. Especially if your mandala is set to

If there is something in your memory, it is almost impossible for others to inspire the same imagination.

Jiang Zhou thought of this, and then he began to think about what kind of shape he should choose as his "mandala".

Almost subconsciously, the scene where he entered the key to activate his "digital personality" in that bar a hundred years ago came to his mind.

Do you want to give it a try...

Jiang Zhou tried to swallow the non-existent saliva.

If this verification system is really an iteration of the jz network protocol he created before and is backward compatible, then as long as he inputs the sixteen-digit key, he can activate his past digital personality account.

In other words, I might be able to activate "Janus"'s account...if he still exists.

But should I take the risk?

At the moment, he is at the headquarters of a super enterprise. If his identity is exposed here, he dare not think about what will happen...

He made his decision quickly.

No matter what...even if there is no reaction, there is nothing wrong with using that sixteen-digit key as a mandala.

Jiang Zhou did not hesitate for too long. After all, he only had more than thirty days left to live. How bad could he get if he tried?

Besides, if "Janus" really sent him a hundred years into the future, it would be impossible for the other party not to leave some clues for him.

After thinking about this, Jiang Zhou slowly sketched the sixteen-digit key in his imagination in standard font.

The moment he completed the outline of the last symbol, a change occurred.

The emptiness in front of him was suddenly shattered into countless color blocks. Along with the whistling sound of electric current, those color blocks turned into rotating vortexes in the blink of an eye, and finally gathered into a constantly changing human shape of color blocks.

Jiang Zhou knew this thing.

The human-shaped abyss that he once looked at across the TV.

The voice that once called itself "Creator".
Chapter completed!