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It was midnight in America.

The editor of Nature, Esmond Bevan, was sleeping soundly.

At this moment, the phone beside his bed suddenly rang, waking him up.

Generally speaking…

It was very annoying to be woken up by a phone call in the middle of the night.

However, not only was Esmond Bevan not angry, but his face even showed a touch of excitement.

He did not answer the call immediately. Instead, he quickly went to the study and turned on his computer.

Unfortunately, he did not see what he wanted to see.

He had no choice but to return to his bed and continue sleeping.

As Asmond Bevan fell asleep, the phone next to him rang again.

He got up excitedly again.

When he came to the computer, an email popped up.

"There's mail! Haha! It wasn't in vain for me to wait every night!" Esmond Bevan shouted excitedly.

Waiting every night?

That was right. He had been waiting every night!

Ever since he was woken up by a phone call and received Lin Fan's email, he had been waiting for Lin Fan's email every night.

This was because it was related to whether he could get a promotion and a raise in the editorial department of Nature.

However, he soon frowned slightly.

"The Principles and Future of Gaming Helmets? What is this? It seems like… I got happy over nothing again," Esmond Bevan said helplessly.

Although he said that, he still glanced at the author's name.

It was this glance that made his depressed gaze light up.

He jumped up in excitement.

"Lin Fan! It's Hua Nation's Lin Fan!

"Hahaha, I finally got his thesis again!

"The Principles and Future of Gaming Helmets? This is absolutely extraordinary!"

Esmond Bevan read the thesis carefully from beginning to end.

He was reading the thesis with anticipation and seriousness.

As he read deeper into the thesis, his eyes gradually widened, and his face revealed an unconcealable excitement.

"This... This... It enters the game!

"My god!

"This is unbelievable!

"I need to hurry up and tell the managing editor, yes!"

As he spoke, he quickly picked up his phone and dialed a number.

Then…

Many white-haired computer experts gathered at Hemp Rope Technology University.

They either dripped eye drops or washed their faces with cold water... Those were the only ways to keep themselves awake. 

Only then could they focus all their attention on the thesis in front of them.

"Gaming helmets?"

"They allow one's nerves to connect to the game world!"

"Connecting to the game world?"

"This…"

Among these people, there was no lack of big names who had won various awards in the computer field, including the Turing Award.

They had the most advanced computer technology and had forward-thinking…

Even so...

They looked at the data and introduction in the thesis and could not help but be dumbfounded.

The journal staff of Nature asked, "Professors, do you think there's a problem with these data?"

After all, when he showed them Lin Fan's research papers in the past, they were filled with admiration!

This time, their reactions were clearly different.

Charles, who was wearing a golden pocket watch, said, "It's not that there's a problem, but it involves the nervous system of the human body. We can't understand it at all. We need a biologist to come over."

Some of the big names at the side nodded in agreement.

Although they had studied some biology during their higher education, that was only very shallow learning.

The journal staff suddenly said, "Don't worry, the biologists will be here soon."

As if to verify his words, another large group of middle-aged and elderly people who looked full of wisdom walked in quickly.

"Where is Professor Lin's thesis?"

"Let me see."

Ever since Lin Fan invented the human islet recovery drug, he had become a leader in the field of biology, chemistry, and medicine.

When the biologists heard that Lin Fan had published another research paper on the human body, they all rushed over without any hesitation.

They could not wait to read the thesis.

Soon, someone sighed.

"Professor Lin actually found the frequency of the nervous system!"

"Amazing! It's simply too powerful! That's right, the human nervous system is equivalent to a circuit. The gaming helmet receives the simulated signal and then forms an image in the mind!"

"The electrical signals allow the human body to have special senses like smell, sight, taste, and even touch! Heavens, as expected of Professor Lin!"

...

The computer experts at the side also joined in the discussion.

"You mean… the thesis is correct?"

"I don't know if it's correct or not, but it's possible to achieve it in the nervous system. Of course, we still need strict experiments to see if it's correct or not."

Time passed quickly amidst the praises, quarrels, and experiments.

In the blink of an eye, two days had passed.

...

At this time, in the Foreign Chip Alliance.

The president and the vice presidents of all four regions were gathered together.

They were drinking red wine and eating steak as usual, extremely indifferent.

At this moment, a man in a suit and leather shoes hurriedly ran over.

The president could not help but put down the knife and fork in his hand. He frowned slightly and said, "Jack, I've told you many times not to panic when you encounter something. Everything can be solved slowly. The sky won't fall!"

"That's right," the vice president of the western region echoed. "Just like the carbon-based photolithographic machine and carbon-based chips invented by Hua Nation last time. So what if they're powerful?

"Our silicon-based chips are enough for all mobile applications today. In addition, the carbon-based chips and carbon-based photolithographic machines will pollute the environment and affect the body!"

When the president heard this, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a smug expression.

He was the one who came up with the idea that claiming carbon-based chips would pollute the environment and affect the body.

They had used the media's crazy bombardment to achieve great results.

Nowadays, many foreign countries had already boycotted carbon-based chips.

This meant that their silicon-based chips still had the largest market.

So what if carbon-based chips had good performance?

If they were not used in the overseas market, it would not affect them at all.

The vice president of the western region noticed the smile on the president's face.

"Jack, don't be anxious. Sit down and eat some steak and drink some red wine."

Jack had no choice but to eat a piece of steak and drink a glass of red wine.

The president nodded in satisfaction. "Jack, why are you in such a hurry? Is there something you want to tell us?"

Jack took a deep breath and said seriously, "Dear presidents, Professor Lin has submitted another paper to Nature!"