Limitless Dream

[421] Burning the Kiwa House (4)

Han Seo-jin called the BII project team together and stated that he would prioritize the development of medical devices for the blind.

The announcement was accompanied by a technical team from Lyka.

Researchers were very surprised at first, but soon accepted and convinced.

“The VR technology of the brain neural input and output system can be applied that way. We just haven't thought about it yet. ”

“For the first time in the world, I was willing to take over virtual space in a real sense, but it burned down. But, you know, it's easier to apply to deaf people. It's a lot easier than visual processing. ”

“But I know Lyka is a camera designer, and I'm not sure why you chose her. ”

His answer was concise.

“My fiancée likes your camera. I remembered I had more than a few dozen of them. ”

“…… Oh, I see. ”

“It turns out it's an old designer. So I chose the company as my technology partner. I was going to borrow NASA's help, but it was rejected because it was more specialized in distant space observations. They're not going to put a Hubble telescope in people's eyes. ”

“The important thing is miniaturization. You have to make it the size of a human eye to fit it. ”

“If we can process the real landscape with BII environmental data, I think we can overcome some of the challenging work that we need to do with our visual information from scratch. ”

Creating a completely new eye to overcome blindness. It was also a challenge to God. In a sense, they had more intention than liver restoration treatments.

The existing BII project team and Lyka personnel entered the discussion head-to-head.

“It looks like you'll need to make two cameras into eyeballs in a way that replaces the existing one. It creates a sense of perspective based on the video information from individual cameras. ”

“It depends a lot on how similarly the human eye is reproduced. ”

“It doesn't matter what the emotional factor is, does it? It's hard to see the mechanical eye from the outside. ”

“Well, I don't think it's important for the blind to just be able to see. ”

“At first, I suppose. But once you get used to it, what matters is what you look like. ”

The first step followed a heated debate.

The discussion lasted for more than a few days, and the exchange of technical knowledge led to roughly a plan.

“It's impossible to make an ocular camera right now. It's too small to fit batteries, portable BII devices, and lenses and video processing units. ”

The matter of miniaturization has caught up with an unexpected ambush.

Eventually, Han Seo-jin organized the transportation to dualize R&D.

“While developing miniaturization models, we recommend that you quickly develop ones that are large and uncomfortable to use right away. No matter how uncomfortable or awkward it may seem, it's better than being invisible. ”

I decided to develop them primarily in the form of eye-catching goggles or sunglasses.

“I don't need perspective. It's my first product anyway. The specifications can be coarse, so all you need to do is see the field of view. It's important to give hope first. ”

A level that is literally invisible.

It wasn't that hard to combine the BII with the camera, but the prototype came out quickly.

The artificial eye prototype was named BII-E001.

The prototype was in the form of a large goggle, covering most of the top of the face.

The thickness was moderate to about 3 cm and the outside was made of plastic. There was one lens and image sensor in the middle of the goggle, and a BII that regulates cranial neural interlock was mounted inside, sending computer-processed images directly to the brain.

We decided to select 50 blind people for the prototype test, and once again we saw a 1: 5000 competition to surprise the world.

I originally tried to run a private test, but I eventually switched to a public test because of the persistent demands and appeals of the press and public opinion.

“No matter how desperate people are, the public test is so self-confident. ”

“They've already succeeded in the lab itself. It was done blindfolded by a general researcher, not by the blind, but anyway. ”

“Half the volunteers said they were born blind... Will they work for the native blind? ”

Reporters who were waiting for the test to begin were half expecting, half worried.

Some people were warned beforehand and believed in the success of some experiments, but were worried about what the outcome would be for those with congenital blindness.

“What about Dr. Han Seo-jin? ”

“He's not coming out. The BII team is working on it. ”

“Still, I'd like Dr. Han Seojin to join us and shine a light on us. That's how you paint. ”

“You're the busiest genius in the world, and you can't afford a clinical trial like this. ”

“Not really.”

The experiment finally started under tension.

Candidates were escorted in, one after the other, to their assigned seats. In case you didn't know, the assistants wore seatbelts to prevent accidents.

Half of the 50 volunteers were congenital and the other half were acquired with disabilities.

“Take it easy. There will be no pain at all. You may experience a slight dizziness at times, but don't be alarmed. ”

The soft voice of the female aide calms the experimental volunteers, but those who are in a situation where they may have lost hope do not drown out their excitement.

The spectators and reporters watched while the assistants brought in the BII-E001 and placed it on all the volunteers. Progressive researchers, who confirmed they were fully equipped, used remotely linked computers to activate BII-E001 as a single unit.

A few seconds have passed.

But nothing happened.

The volunteers just sat there dumbfounded and speechless.

What is it?

Where did the line go? Why is there no reaction……. ’

The moment researchers were embarrassed and tried to check if the setting was wrong, a scream sounded like a crier.

“Ugh!”

“Huff, huff……. ”

“Hey, Mom! Mom!"

Volunteers' reactions were varied.

Some burst into tears, some smiling madly, and some trembling to find their parents.

Some wander around restlessly, while others sit motionless, dumbstruck.

Fifty different, unequal reactions flooded the central auditorium like waves. Journalists have been relentless in their lenses.

It was a declaration of unsurpassed success and once again that the world would change.

* * *

Seo-hyun Kim, Nam, age 13.

He was born with a birth defect and had never felt the presence of light since he was born. To him, light was‘ hot. ’

I didn't know what darkness was because I didn't know the light. It was the sound, the smell, and the touch of the world to him.

He loved music.

I feel the fragrant scent of piano wood, press the keyboard, and hear the melody unfolding.

That was how he perceived the world. It was also a key means of communicating with the world.

- Isn't it frustrating to be blind?

Those who didn't know him often asked such questions. They were mainly young.

Whenever he did, he would tilt his head and greet him like this.

- What do you mean, you can see?

- This, this, this is what the world looks like.

- What does it look like?

- Feeling the world with your eyes. Now I'm wearing a yellow padding.

- What's yellow?

I always wondered.

What do we see? What do we see? What is color?

Does it sound like music to you? ’

When I asked her that one day, she said she was right. Just as there are many flows in sound, there are many colors in things.

However, no matter how hard I tried to understand, I couldn't understand the color. No, I couldn't understand the feeling of looking ahead.

to see.

It was an unimaginable territory for him.

But there was a vivid memory in the venomous brain.

When my mother left the piano theater for a while, a girl of her age who was sitting next to me said.

- I'm folding my fingers now. What hand, how many folds? Take a guess.

As always, young Seo-hyun used his hands to find the answer he asked for.

- Left hand, two folds. Thumb, index finger.

- So you want to fold it?

- Yes.

Kim Seo-hyun folded three fingers on his right hand and waited. Now the girl will stroke her hand.

- Right hand, three folds. Is that it?

― …… uh, how did you know?

Before the words came out, the girl spoke in a sweet voice.

- What you can't touch and know, that's what you can see.

― …… ah.

Unknown thrill at the time.

As a child, there was always a question that remained unconscious.

Why does my mother know where I am, and I don't? Why wouldn't she fall on furniture while running around?

The girl's answer was the key that shaped the vague question into a distinct shape.

And a few years later, today.

“…… Ah. ”

No, actually, I didn't know what it was.

In the flood of senses that poured out for the first time since he was born, he had no idea what he was going to do. An incalculable sensation bursts into my mind like a tidal wave.

I felt like the dizziness was crazy. Without realizing that the ball was getting hot, he slowly turns his gaze away.

An enormous number of people are clapping their hands restlessly in front of the distance. And on the side, behind, people like you were crying and smiling and liking it.

You can recognize the world without touching it, without hearing it, without smelling it. I can feel it.

“This is what you see. ”

Song Won-hee, 37 years old.

At the age of 17, when she lost her eyes in an accident, she lived in darkness for 20 years. Her life was darker than light, and it was meant to be forever.

At first I was desperate, I cried, and I tried to die. I barely stood up with persuasion and determination around me, but once I felt frustrated in the agony of madness.

The comfort of the warm Mother was nothing but a void that resounded in a place beyond darkness.

Her world was dark, and it was the truth that remained the same.

It took two years to acknowledge reality, and another three years to acknowledge it. It took a similar time to get used to it, and it took a long time to adjust again.

Adaptive to others, but determined to her. Maybe they both say the same thing.

And the darkness never ends.

It was a clear and bright light that she had always missed, not a blurry landscape in her dreams. So she cried.

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