12: Chapter 12 Harvest

Unlike the previous two times, where only fragmented data snippets were injected, this time an entire massive block of information invaded his mind.

If Wang Shuo's Brain Domain hadn't already undergone two enhancements, such a massive volume of information entering his brain instantly would have been enough to knock him unconscious for another two or three days, or even cause permanent damage to his brain regions.

But now, Wang Shuo only felt a slight fever; he was even somewhat curious about this sensation and closed his eyes to carefully experience it.

It was a very strange sensation.

It was as if... he had been racking his brain without finding a solution, only to suddenly experience an epiphany one day.

At every moment, Wang Shuo was gaining enlightenment; at every moment, new vocabulary flashed through his mind, only to quickly subside and be replaced by the next passage or pattern; at every moment, Wang Shuo's brain was filled with complex and chaotic thoughts, but these thoughts would become orderly and structured the very next instant...

Wang Shuo felt that his brain had turned into a massive factory, absorbing everything—whether known or unknown, understood or misunderstood—then processing and refining it, until it finally became something familiar to him.

If he had to find a word to describe it, Wang Shuo felt it should be Knowledge Infusion.

Wang Shuo was also someone who had watched novels and dramas; in period dramas, there were many instances where seniors would forcibly infuse their own internal energy into juniors to boost their strength, causing the juniors' power to skyrocket in a short time.

Wang Shuo felt exactly like that right now.

Furthermore, the methods of the Humanoid Race were even more incredible than a Knowledge Infusion.

This was a collision between data and the brain; it was the crystallization of the Humanoid Race civilization in the spiritual realm.

If Wang Shuo had previously thought that The Figure was exaggerating and had scoffed at what it said, then after this data injection, he was somewhat convinced.

The human brain is a very mysterious place. Even with the rapid development of Science today, the human brain remains a forbidden zone for Science. Any careless touch can cause inexplicable results, with no logic to explain it.

Looking at the whole world, what country, what organization, or what individual dares to say they have thoroughly researched the brain?

But what about the Humanoid Race civilization? They strengthen the brain whenever they say so, transmit data whenever they say so, and they even find the brain's performance inadequate, directly stripping the spirit away so that human consciousness can exist without relying on the brain.

This is simply... incredible.

This incredibility was now manifesting in Wang Shuo.

The data invasion, which had lasted for more than ten minutes, finally ended. It was only when not a single glimmer of light could pop out of his mind anymore that Wang Shuo opened his eyes and let out a soft sigh.

He then realized that his entire body had long been soaked in sweat, and he didn't know when a nosebleed had leaked all over the sheets. He immediately pulled out a few tissues, rolled them into balls, and plugged his nostrils.

What was going on?

Wang Shuo was a bit dazed, but he was no longer the person he used to be; the Humanoid Race's brain enhancement allowed him to quickly understand this process.

"It must be that the brain temperature was too high, triggering the body's protective stress mechanism."

Actually, it was very simple: it was just sweating to cool down.

But the clothes soaked in both sweat and blood were not the most important thing right now.

Recalling what had just been transmitted into his mind, Wang Shuo felt he seemed to understand what the gift mentioned by The Figure was.

That was... the language and writing of the entire Humanoid Race civilization! With the support of this language, he no longer had any barriers with the core and could fully understand the content of the entire core.

And if Wang Shuo had to learn these things on his own, even with his brain currently enhanced, he would not be able to master them without half a year.

But now, it had only taken a few minutes.

In these few short minutes, the Humanoid Race had used a god-like method to allow Wang Shuo to completely master the language of the Humanoid Race civilization. Now, he could completely abandon Chinese characters and write this book using only the Humanoid Race's language.

This was the true grand gift that The Figure had given him.

"It's a pity that no one on Earth can understand it."

Wang Shuo inwardly marveled at the incredibility of the Humanoid Race civilization.

This method of directly importing knowledge, experience, and abilities into the mind via spiritual transmission, thereby saving time on learning, was very common in the Humanoid Race civilization. This was a new learning method developed by the Humanoid Race to improve learning efficiency.

After all, the accumulation of the Humanoid Race was too vast. If a new member were to start learning from scratch, they might not even be able to fully understand the accumulated knowledge of the Humanoid Race by the time they died.

This would be a huge waste of resources and would very easily lead to a generational gap in the clan.

This method, after thousands of years of optimization and improvement by the Humanoid Race, had become very mature and safe. However, for Wang Shuo, this method had turned into a guillotine that could take his life at any moment.

The process of spiritual transmission was a process of constant stimulation of the brain. On one hand, this stimulation would cause slight enhancement of the brain, but on the other hand, it would also cause additional danger. The speed, flow, and volume of the data were closely related to the degree of stimulation to the brain. An excessive instantaneous flow, or a massive total volume of transmitted information, would cause Wang Shuo's fragile brain to crash directly.

In the best case, he would bleed from his seven orifices, fall into a coma, or go into shock; in the worst case, he would face brain death, the kind that even the Humanoid Race couldn't save.

Just like this time, if Wang Shuo's brain hadn't undergone the second enhancement by The Figure, given his reckless method of infusion, he would have likely been done for on the spot.

The reason for this was that Wang Shuo's Brain Domain was currently too fragile. If his Brain Domain could reach the level of The Figure, then absorbing and converting all the data in the core would be a piece of cake. But unfortunately, he could only be cautious and absorb it bit by bit. This speed, in the face of the planetary-scale information volume of the entire Humanoid Race civilization, was almost unimaginably slow. It was like a snail trying to cross the entire equator, or like the Foolish Old Man trying to dig out an entire planet.

This was a massive engineering project.

"@#￥%..."

Wang Shuo spat out a phrase in the language of the Humanoid Race civilization.

The translation of this sentence into Chinese characters would be: "It's really too dangerous; it seems I still need to train my spiritual power and improve my brain's strength."

The language of the Humanoid Race civilization seemed even more advanced than Chinese. Not only was the meaning expressed by individual words richer, but it also possessed a certain compilation capability; when words were formed into sentences, its expressive power became even richer.

With a short sentence, using Chinese characters might only clarify the general time, place, and characters, but using the language of the Humanoid Race civilization, a whole short story could potentially be told.

This was the difference.

Wang Shuo could be considered to have mastered a little specialty of his own, although this little specialty might never be used.

After testing the learning effect, a very enthusiastic Wang Shuo shifted his attention to a piece of data that had suddenly appeared in his mind. In Wang Shuo's perception, it was like a book, quietly waiting for him to explore it.

"What is this?"

Wang Shuo curiously focused his attention on it.

"Spiritual Power Training Method? What kind of thing is that?"

After carefully understanding it, Wang Shuo finally understood that this was a method for training spiritual power. It listed two methods: the first was to enhance spiritual power through a Genetic Serum. The prerequisite for this was sufficient biotechnology to configure genetic optimization serums and perform targeted genetic optimization, thereby achieving the purpose of optimizing the brain.

The second was to use a special method to first train spiritual power, and then continuously apply stimulation to increase the intensity of the spiritual power; this would, in turn, drive an increase in brain strength.

Wang Shuo found that neither of these methods seemed suitable for him at the current stage.

First was the problem of the genetic optimization serum. Such serums might be everywhere in the Humanoid Race civilization world, but for his current self, it was basically a dead end. At least at this stage, he was unable to produce the targeted Genetic Serum he needed. What if he just drank some random Genetic Serum and grew a tail? What if he grew gills on his face?

Second was the problem of spiritual power. This was even more complicated. What is spiritual power? How do you condense spiritual power? How do you use spiritual power? This left Wang Shuo, who had grown up in the material world, completely clueless.

Both paths were impassable, and for a moment, Wang Shuo had no better solution.

The vast information treasure trove of the Humanoid Race civilization did indeed give him knowledge, but how to turn this knowledge into his own resources was what mattered most.

This required massive capital and resources.

And what he was currently lacking was precisely capital and resources. Without capital and resources, he could not convert the knowledge in his mind into real-world results to strengthen himself, and without strengthening himself, he would not have enough brain strength to learn the knowledge.

This seemed to be an unsolvable vicious cycle.

Wang Shuo sighed.

He was, indeed, still very young.

Life, indeed, was still very helpless.

Ideals, indeed, were still out of reach.