Ethan pulled off the cloth from the chair. Well, it didn’t look that much impressive, coming across as just a massage chair pulled straight out of a sci-fi movie.
The arm rests were a bit metallic, with most of its control interface on it. There was a touch screen that controlled half the functions, the power button and most importantly a cup holder.
The actual place where one would sit was made of a material that looked pretty comfy. It felt like you could sink in the moment you say on it.
Again, it didn’t look like much now, apart from the glow at the base, edges of the arm rests and the touch screen, there was nothing on it that screamed genius invention of the decade, but that was kind of the point.
If someone were to walk into this lab right now, they’d think it was just an overpriced recliner for rich people who couldn’t sleep.
But it functions weren’t remotely close....or maybe it was, since when powered on, it allows your body to completely relax while you mind is transported into the virtual world.
....
Anyway, on the left arm rest, where the cupholder was lay a helmet, one that seemed to cover the entire head when put on.
This was the easiest part of this invention....for Ethan anyway. After all, he had successfully created one that copied and uploaded memories directly into the brain.
This was the thing that transported one to his virtual world.
"Please, don’t blow up." Ethan said as he gave it a once over while spinning around it.
{The chances of that happening is around twenty percent, mostly because of the core, but it should be stable enough for a test run, not a very long one though.} Athena responded.
She had come to that conclusion through ONI’s scans, just as Ethan had but still, twenty was a pretty big percentage.
But did that mean he was going to not test it.... Of course not, he was going to run some tests, make sure that it actually worked and refine a couple of things that needed refining.
Ethan crouched to the side of the of the chair where he had previously inserted the core, maybe he should find a better spot for it, since it was completely out in the open right now.
But since this was was for test purposes, that was the best place right now, since he can easily remove it.
Still, there was no denying that it was the most unstable piece of tech in the entire setup.
One miscalculation, and it could either shut down the system or vaporize the entire building and everything within a five-meter radius.
Sounds fun, right?
"Yeah, this thing’s definitely not passing a safety inspection," he muttered as he made sure the core was properly in place. "But then again, I’m not parenting it anytime soon so we should be good."
Standing back up, he let out a sigh and approached the chair.
This was either going to be one of his greatest achievements yet....or a very short obituary waiting to happen.
Well, wouldn’t be the first time he died anyway... Though, he highly doubted his chances of coming back.
"Alright," Ethan murmured, rubbing his palms together before sitting down. "Moment of truth."
The chair’s surface adjusted to his body immediately, the inner mechanisms letting out a soft hum as it aligned with his posture.
It truly was a comfortable chair.
"Athena," he called out, "take over the controls from here."
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