Chapter 837: Chapter 825
The delicate, fair fingers were extended, seized by the masked figure before her.
Wen Yu grasped her fingertips, soft and slightly cool.
“Hello, Mr. Jack.” ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novelFirｅ.net
Ruan Yiyi looked at him, her eyebrows slightly raised, her lips curling into an almost smile.
But when she tried to pull her hand back, she found it wouldn’t budge.
Her fingers were still held in his grasp.
“Mr. Jack?” She glanced at him and then at her own hand.
It seemed he only then realized, and he released her hand.
“I’m sorry, Miss Ruan.”
Ruan Yiyi just gave a light chuckle without speaking, yet her gaze returned to him several times. Eventually, half-jokingly, she said to Jiang Cheng:
“Mr. Jack is truly a high-tech developer, so even his appearance is so mysteriously hidden. He probably fears being recognized and abducted if he steps outside.”
Jiang Cheng glanced at the still underage youth and understood his intention once again.
He spread his hands slightly, “Yes, like a national treasure, a rare find, so caution is necessary.”
Ruan Yiyi, her interest evidently piqued, murmured while looking at Jack, “Interesting, but let’s discuss serious matters, let’s talk about the latest AR technology you’re developing now.”
As Artificial Intelligence, AR technology is inseparably linked with it; everything one sees with it appears as if through “naked eyes.”
It’s as though everything is right beside oneself, real, and even wearing a piece of protective gear, even just a glove, would provide tactile feedback in a real-world scenario.
It immerses one so deeply that it becomes hard to distinguish virtual from real, not just visually and auditorily, but even including olfactory and gustatory senses.
“…For instance, put on this pair of gloves, and you can see your own hands in the scene.”
Wen Yu personally put an AR glove on her, guiding her to experience it, presenting a three-dimensional scene before them that clearly appeared in the space, strikingly realistic.
Throughout this process, Wen Yu stood behind her, his breath drawing nearer to her, swirling around her.
At one moment, Ruan Yiyi almost felt a kind of illusion.
That breath seemed very familiar, as if she had smelled it not long before.