Chapter 54 Eyes in the Cranium

The next moment, the table in front of me appeared on the phone screen.

This is...a camera?!

It's a camera!

Chen Yan was shocked.

Such a small camera?

He had only seen black-and-white cameras with three-legged stands that looked like black briquettes in photo studios.

The camera in this mobile phone is actually so small...

And it's in color, almost completely replicating the colors in reality.

He was so curious that he took pictures everywhere with his mobile phone, as if he was playing with a new toy.

When he looked at the safe in the warehouse, the curious expression on his face suddenly froze.

In the dark safe, that damn eyeball emerged again, floating behind the glass door of the safe.

Why did this ghost thing come out... It really disfigures the scenery...

When he was about to move the camera away, a hoarse voice suddenly came from the phone's receiver.

"please wait a while!"

Chen Yan was so frightened that he yelled, "F*ck" and threw the phone away.

The cell phone hit the glass door of the safe, and fell to the ground without even a single crack.

Chen Yan stared at the phone for a full minute.

No more sounds came out.

This is...what's going on.

He looked at the safe.

The eyeball with bloodshot eyes and some nerve tissue was still suspended behind the glass.

Only, this time, it didn't bang against the glass door of the safe like it did before.

Instead, he floated there quietly, staring straight at Chen Yan.

Chen Yan was silent for a few seconds and picked up the phone.

The camera is still open, but there is no sound from the microphone - except for the faint "rustling" sound of electricity.

He held his cell phone and looked at the eyeballs behind the glass door of the safe.

After hesitating for a moment, he picked up the phone with a serious expression and pointed the camera at the glass door of the safe again.

The moment the camera focused on the eyeballs, the hoarse voice came out of the microphone again.

"You made the best decision in your life, brother."

Chen Yan had a dark face, holding back the panic in his heart, and said into the phone's microphone:

"You...are the...eyeball..."

The response came from the phone:

"Yes, I am an eyeball now, a fucking monster-like eyeball...

In fact, you don’t have to be that close, the sound microphone of this mobile phone has very good performance, and it can capture your voice even from a long distance.”

Chen Yan swallowed, moved the phone further away, and placed it in front of him half an arm's length away from his face.

The camera still focuses on the eyeballs.

"what do you?"

The answer came quickly from the phone:

"I've forgotten who I am. I don't even have a brain. Do you expect me to remember who I am?"

Chen Yan: "..."

Eyeball: "Haha, I'm lying to you, I remember all those important things - I am the previous tiger area keeper, your predecessor."

Chen Yan: "What's your name?"

Eyeball: "I really forgot about this... I only remember that I am dead, and I left this [eye in the skull] to warn future generations and keep them away from the grave of Baron Weiss."

Chen Yan looked at his eyes and automatically ignored the phrase "The Tomb of Byron Weiss", and did not react for a moment.

"The eye in the skull refers to..."

Eyeball let out a hoarse laugh.

"You will also have the intracranial eyes, newcomer.

One day you will have intracranial eyes like me, which is a gift from the zoo to you."

In the word "gift", Chen Yan could clearly hear the feeling of resentment.

Eyeball continued:

"In fact, the phone in your hand has an intracranial eye - that's the only way you can see me."

"Spiritual vision."

The eyeball said the word.

Chen Yan discovered that the pronunciation of the word "spiritual vision" in its mouth was very similar to the word "spirit" in the phone's address book.

Chen Yan realized that the "spirit" in the phone's address book refers to the intracranial eye - the eyeball that exists in the phone!

There's a fucking eyeball in this phone!

It’s getting more and more outrageous!

The sound of eyeballs continued to come from the phone's microphone.

"Spiritual vision is the [spirit] in the address book.

When you press a physical button, it is equivalent to executing the [weak current stimulation] program.

The mobile phone will emit a weak electric current that the intracranial eye can accept but will not cause damage to it.

This weak current is used to activate the intracranial eye of the mobile phone and activate spiritual vision."

Is the program... a computer?

Chen Yan only saw reports about computers in newspapers, but did not know that this high-end technology had been applied to society.

The eyeball in the safe continued to explain:

“After the spiritual vision is turned on, the program automatically turns on the camera.

The intracranial eye is connected to the cell phone camera through a circuit.

In this way, you can see the perspective of the [spirit] through the screen of your mobile phone."

Chen Yan resisted the urge to put down her phone and said:

"This kind of thing is biomass after all. If it is not maintained in time, it will rot, right?"

Eyeball: "...The angle you think about the problem is really strange. Shouldn't you ask, whose eyeball is that?"

Chen Yan was silent for a moment and asked:

"Whose is this [eye in the skull] on my mobile phone?"

Eyeball seems to be very interested in this question:

"As a reward for your obedience, let me answer your question first:

No, they never fucking protect the intracranial eyes in their phones.

If it breaks, you won’t be able to use your phone! That thing is very expensive!”

After he finished speaking, Chen Yan recalled that he had just dropped his cell phone to the ground...

The eyeball obviously didn't notice Chen Yan's embarrassment and continued:

"Whose [eye in the skull] on your phone belongs to?

Interesting question, newbie, I only know some information about this question."

"This intracranial eye has no memory of its past. Its soul has been completely expelled, leaving only vision and hearing."

"It has no soul and cannot think.

Without hearing, it cannot hear calls from afar - its memory will never be awakened by sound.

It became the most primitive tool.

Newcomer, it's very sad, isn't it? The intracranial eye in your mobile phone is really sadder than me..."

Chen Yan was silent and touched his sleeping wish.
To be continued...