Chapter 28 "Surgery" of High-tech Think Tank
What Zhang Cishun is confused about is why this method is used to close network information. With this ability, it is obviously easier to close it directly.
"What's wrong?" Jing Shuo came over and asked.
Zhang Cishun shook his head and briefly told him about the current network situation.
After hearing this, Jing Shuo thought for a while and couldn't figure it out, so he said, "Will this affect our return to the lower city?" "
Probably not."
"Then just ignore it. Since it is a blockade, it will definitely be lifted. It's open." Jing Shuo said: "In the morning, I saw that there were almost no signs of the City Guards and the Wilderness Army on the streets outside. I think in two or three days, we can plan a route to the city. Let’s go.”
Coming from Xiacheng District to Shangcheng District is still full of difficulties.
Returning from Upper City District to Xiacheng District is still full of difficulties.
And this time, many checkpoints would not be open to them without instructions from the parade team. Therefore, under the current conditions, both Zhang Cishun and Jing Shuo tended to make sufficient preparations before setting off.
Whether it’s the planning of the route or the way to break through.
"Hope everything goes well."
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The sun shines on the streets and alleys.
The figures of the City Guards and the Wilderness Army hurriedly shuttled between them, as if they were searching for something.
They held a device tightly in their hands, which was a small disc that could just be held by one hand. Flexible locks extended from both ends of the disc, which could just wrap around their left hand and lock on the back of the hand.
After the buckle is closed, there is a shuttle-shaped adjustment device with various adjustment channels for different gears.
"No target information field has been found in this area..."
The leader of the team pressed the earphone, reported hurriedly, and led his team members to disappear into the alley.
Because the main job of garbage trucks has recently changed from transporting garbage to transporting corpses, the garbage bins in many alleys in the upper city have not been emptied.
The acid rain and the stimulation of the large temperature difference between day and night caused a strange smell to spread from the gaps in the unsealed garbage bin.
After the City Guards and the Wilderness Army searched, the alley fell into silence.
The wind blew, picking up the sand on the ground, and then suddenly it clung to something invisible.
Then, after a moment of distortion, as if the picture was distorted, it disappeared.
"High-tech think tank! Another new thing that I have never seen before!" A faint voice sounded in the air.
"But I'm afraid you won't know that when human wisdom controls the power of the Doomsday Beast...cough!" There
was a violent cough, followed by a violent and painful gasp.
A few drops of blood suddenly appeared in the air, splashed on the ground, and shattered like flowers.
"The afterglow of the force field has not dissipated. Last night's explosion almost squeezed out all the potential of the core. The key is... that sword! Has he accepted the transformation of the think tank?" No one responded, as the gasping gradually subsided
. After going down, the blood stains that cracked on the ground seemed to be crushed by something, spread, and then mixed into the soil.
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Uptown hospitals are rarely overcrowded, but today they were. Painful wails came one after another, and people in white medical uniforms walked around holding injections in their hands, injecting them into everyone's body in order.
This is an analgesic that can initially help the recipient reduce physical and mental pain.
The door opened again at this moment, but no one looked at it.
A man wearing a white research coat and a mask walked in. Ignoring the wailing patients all the way, I walked into the intensive care unit.
Some patients looked at his clothes and thought he was a doctor, but when their eyes glanced at the ID card he wore on his chest, they all fell silent.
This is a very delicate identity card. The identity card can be roughly divided into three areas.
On the upper left is a photo of a person, with his name, serial number, registration and other information written directly below the photo.
The entire area on the right is lined with various yards from top to bottom. Bar code, QR code...
Name: Wei Jin
Number: S100032
. What this number represents is that the holder’s authority level in the high-tech think tank is S level, and the project team he belongs to is group ten, thirty-two employees.
In other words, he is the thirty-second researcher to enter the tenth group.
"How is Xin Zhe's condition?" Wei Jin walked into the critical care department.
Because of the think tank, Xin Zhe, who was sent here, received the best arrangements throughout the process.
"Life is hanging on, but his bioinformation field is quite disordered. The peak value of brain nerve activity TQC has reached over 300. The brain nerve activity index of normal people is about 70 to 120. He is three to three times higher than normal people. Four times."
Wei Jin listened to the doctor's words, raised his watch, glanced at the message that popped up on it, and said:
"Come out of an empty operating room, ask for the highest level, push him in. I'll give it to him here. Arrange an operation."
"Uh, do you need us to arrange an operation?"
"No, I'll do it."
"...Okay."
There are only three highest-level operating rooms in the hospital. They were already full, but because of Wei Jin needed it, so he temporarily vacated a room and pushed out the unfortunate guy who was already halfway through the operation.
Wei Jin, who had changed his clothes in the operating room,
turned his eyes to the huge image projected by the watch in front of him.
Because of his request, the requisitioned operating room is now closed. No one will come in without his order.
The highly advanced equipment moved along the slide rails around the operating table as Wei Jin pushed it. Several robots act as his assistants.
"Place the sensor."
Wei Jin ordered.
This kind of work does not require his hands, and the indoor robot can easily control it.
With the sensors in place, the data from each instrument popped up on the image centered on his watch.
The operation begins!
Wei Jin ordered the robot to open his black box placed far away from the operating table and unlock the packaging container inside.
What was taken out of the first container was a bottle of silver solution. After Wei Jin scanned the identification mark on the bottle against the image to activate it, there was a beeping sound.
The words "Nanorobots have been activated" appeared on the screen, and at the same time the 'solution' in the container began to boil.
Wei Jin tilted the bottle, and the nano-robots quickly emerged from the mouth of the bottle, and when they landed on Xin Zhe, there was no movement.
The skin on his chest began to split and then stretched open!
Everything in his chest was exposed to Wei Jin's eyes.
At this point, the robot opened the second container.
An octahedron soaked in a transparent liquid.
Core!
When the octahedra was exposed from the container, an alarm sounded in the operating room!
"It has been detected that flood field erosion is forming, please..."
"Turn off the warning." Wei Jin interrupted.
But the sound disappeared, the picture on the video was still flashing with red light, and the ten-minute countdown was passing.
This means that Wei Jin himself only has ten minutes of safety before being completely affected by the erosion of the pan field.
"That's enough."
(End of chapter)