The staff's words caused both Xia Anyang and Fang Guanghui to fall into brief silence.
The children are still young and full of hope for the future; "the past" is a concept they can hardly comprehend.
But for adults, even though the dads are currently enjoying utmost happiness.
Yet to say there are no regrets about the tis lost, now just mories, would be a lie.
"I think it's okay to revisit the flavors of the past, but you can't get overly obsessed with it," Xia Anyang said.
Before the kids, Xia Anyang intended to establish the correct values, "Society must go forward, and the tis must advance—all driven by our hope for the future, isn't that right, Old Fang?"
"Hmm?"
Fang Guanghui, who had been daydreaming, seed sowhat unprepared when Xia Anyang called out to him.
"Going back to the past...Honestly, I have no desire to go back at all."
Fang Guanghui scratched his head, "My life now is so much better than before. With such a beautiful wife and such a great son, I think I'm very happy as it is!"
"Why didn't you ntion , Uncle Fang!"
Nuo Nuo stood by with her hands on her hips, looking indignant. She could joke around with Fang Guanghui very casually, completely without any sense of distance.
"Right, right, then I wouldn't have such a cute... cute—"
"Cute—?" Nuo Nuo tilted her head curiously, continuing on from Fang Guanghui's words.
Ah, this is tricky. How should I refer to Nuo Nuo? The little girl next door? My son's childhood sweetheart?
Fang Guanghui had never thought about this before.
He glanced subconsciously at Xia Anyang, who was watching him with a cool gaze.
It was clear what the consequences would be if he ntioned that particular relationship.
But, but.
Ever heard of the saying "a father's status is elevated by his son"?
With You You backing , why should I, Fang Guanghui, fear anyone in my life!
So Fang Guanghui mustered his courage and, right in front of Xia Anyang, patted Nuo Nuo on the head.
"In that case, Uncle wouldn't have had the chance to et such a cute little goose like Nuo Nuo!"
"Yay!" Nuo Nuo cheered joyfully, raising her hands in the air, "I'm also Uncle Fang's little goose!"
"Old Fang, co here for a second, I've got sothing to talk to you about."
Xia Anyang tugged Fang Guanghui's arm, wanting to have a private talk. Fang Guanghui knew very well there was no sweet juice waiting for him for acting recklessly like this, and naturally, he didn't want to get hit, so he kept pushing Xia Anyang's arm away to prevent him from pulling.
"No, I don't want to go! You You, save !"
At this mont, Fang You was attentively learning the detailed information about the Holand Plan, paying no heed to his dad.
Ah!
This unfilial child! Getting too bold!
Why won't you cover for today?
Have you been bribed by Nuo Nuo's dad?
Seeing that he couldn't rely on his son, Fang Guanghui struggled and negotiated with Xia Anyang, "Ah, Old Xia, don't get worked up, we're both reputable people. We can talk this out, right?"
"Nuo Nuo was my daughter too, there's no harm in saying that, right?"
Xia Anyang did not respond but dragged Fang Guanghui aside and signaled Nuo Nuo to walk away so she wouldn't see.
Anything you're not supposed to show kids must be age-inappropriate; Fang Guanghui was really panicking now:
"If you're really unhappy, it's not like I can't give You You to you as a son!"
Since you've been unfilial from the start, it seems I have no choice but to sell you out!
However, in response to Fang Guanghui's "generous" offer, Xia Anyang's anger seed to rise, and his grip on Fang Guanghui's hand grew much stronger.
"Dad and Uncle are so childish, pfft haha..."
The little Joyous Man found it hard to contain his laughter as he watched the two dads squabbling.
anwhile, Fang You was sincerely studying the specific project proposal of the "Holand Plan."
The Holand Plan consisted of three stages of progression.
The preliminary phase involved using satellite positioning data to recreate the look of towns and upload that data to Xinghai Technology's cloud server terminal. Then, with the help of advanced brain-computer interface technology, players would be fully imrsed in a virtual reality environnt that recreated the ambience of returning to the old days of their hotown.
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In essence, this phase could be seen as Xinghai Technology's plan to develop a virtual reality ga that would allow players to "return to the past." The brain-computer interface technology would intensify the imrsive experience.
The second phase aid to break new ground in the field of mory science by encoding human brain mories as data and integrating them into this ga—filling in the most challenging and missing part, which is about the "people."
Human mory is a complex process, involving encoding, storage, and retrieval stages.
When we say we "forget" sothing, it usually ans we are unable to successfully retrieve that mory from our brains. But this doesn't an the information has completely disappeared from our minds.
Even if certain mories are difficult to access at a conscious level, they may still exist in so form within the brain, especially emotional mories, which are often stored more deeply.
This is why sotis a specific sll, scene, or piece of music can suddenly evoke long-forgotten mories—it feels like "rembering sothing that you had forgotten."
Everyone's mories are unique, and mories of each person are naturally different. What each person wants to recall is also entirely different.
So this virtual reality ga is not so kind of online MMO, but a standalone ga, custom-made for private use, allowing players to live in the mories they desire to possess.
The final phase of the Ho Project involved an extrely ambitious concept—a concept many people are familiar with: digital life technology.
After completing the initial two phases, the plan was to digitalize human consciousness, thoughts, emotions, and other characteristics of life and store them in the cloud, achieving true digital immortality in essence.
Of course, more important than digital immortality was that consciousness in the cloud could freely choose the life they desired, even return to any point in the past. In their own realm of consciousness, they could add any settings for themselves or others, becoming the sole deity of their own mind and creating their personalized digital utopia.
In this way, humans could live forever in the era and ho they wanted, in the happiest and most beautiful monts of their mories.
That was the ultimate goal of the Ho Project.
Doesn't it all sound exhilarating?
Exhilarating it is!
After all, the latter two stages are almost entirely science fiction concepts—they might as well be science fiction itself.
However, even though only a conceptual proposal was offered at the mont, the Ho Project's gallery was still packed with people, and adults seed even more interested than children, each reading through the details of these visionary plans with earnest attention.
Adults often leave behind many regrets in their youth, so the idea that mories could be taken back to the past presents an opportunity to make up for those past regrets.
At that mont, Fang You heard two tourists nearby discussing reflectively:
"If one day you had to choose between living consciously and dying in your mories, which would you pick?"
"I'm not sure… There are so many regrets from the past I want to make up for, but I also don't want to miss out on the good things in the future."
"Even if there are really many good things in the future, do we actually have a slice of that future for ourselves? For , I really hope I could choose the latter."
"Sotis I really feel like just an NPC, no, not even an NPC... I'm like a clown. I slaved away at work for so many years, only to be dismissed on a whim, without any consideration! They didn't even give N 1 compensation..."
"Damn it, they say the company is about to go bankrupt and ask us to consider the company's difficulties because of our many years together. But what about us? Aren't we in a tough spot? We're just workers. They didn't think of us when dividing the cake, so why should we be dragged into sharing the hardship with them now?"
"Don't be so pessimistic. You've just been having a run of bad luck lately. Besides, aren't I, your brother, here with you at the Paru All Stars, watching the rockets? Our country can send people to the moon; what can't we do? Even if you think it's really bad, I'm still here with you, right?"
"Wuwuwu, I'm so glad you're with , you're a true brother!" The man who had been fired expressed his gratitude to his companion.
"Let's not talk about that now. You're treating to dinner tonight."
"No problem, let's go! Let's watch the All-Star ga!"
Fang You watched the brotherly scene of the two n with their arms around each other and suddenly rembered things from his past life.
As for the mories of his past life, Fang You's recollections were vague and fragnted; there wasn't anything that could truly be called a "regret."
If he had to say sothing...
Was being alone all the ti a regret?
In his mories of his past life, Fang You didn't have many friends. The scattered mories showed that he was always alone.
Even driving the V9 was solitary.
But he also didn't consider that to be a regret. Life just seed to go on that way; it didn't make him feel sad.
Of course, his circumstances in this life were slightly different...
Because at that mont, his right hand was suddenly taken by soone else.
Their arms intertwined and curled around each other, just as close as the two n's.
But going even further than that, the other person skillfully intertwined fingers with him while leading him on.
Holding tightly.
The other person's face also had a smile beaming with joy.
It was Xia Nuo, who had finished watching the Joyous Man's fatherly competition.
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