Real Players of the Department of Life

Chapter 28 "Surgery" of Hi-Tech Think Tank

What makes Zhang Cishun puzzled is why this method is used to block network information. With this ability, it is obviously an easier way to directly close it.

"What's wrong?" Jing Shuo leaned 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?"

"should not."

"Then just ignore it. Since it is a blockade, it will definitely be untied." Jing Shuo said: "In the morning, I saw that there were almost no shadows of the City Guards and Wilderness Army on the streets outside. I think In another two or three days, we can plan the route and set off to the downtown area."

Going from downtown to uptown is difficult
Returning from the upper city to the lower city is still difficult.

And this time, without the instructions of the parade, many checkpoints will not be open to them, so under the current conditions, both Zhang Cishun and Jing Shuo tend to make full preparations before leaving.

Whether it is the planning of the route or the way of breakthrough.

"Hope everything goes well."

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The sun shines on the streets, in the 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. It was a small disc that could be held by one hand. Flexible locks extended from both ends of the disc, just enough to wrap around their left hand and get stuck on the back of the hand.

After the buckle is closed, it is a shuttle-shaped adjustment device, on which there are various adjustment channels of different gears.

"No target information field found in this area..."

The leader of the team pressed the earphone, and after a hurried report, he led his team members and disappeared into the alley.

Because the main work of garbage trucks has changed from transporting garbage to transporting corpses these days, the garbage bins in many alleys in Shangcheng District have not been cleared.

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.

Immediately afterwards, after distorting like a distorted picture, it disappeared.

"High-tech think tank! It's a new gadget that I haven't seen before!" A faint voice sounded in the air.

"But I'm afraid you don't know that when the wisdom of human beings controls the power of the doomsday beast...cough!"

There was a sharp cough, followed by a sharp, painful gasp.

A few drops of blood suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the air, splashed onto the ground, and shattered like flowers.

"The aftertaste of the force field has not yet dissipated. The eruption last night almost squeezed out all the potential of the core. The key is... the sword! Has he accepted the transformation of the think tank?"

No one responded, and when the panting subsided gradually, the broken blood on the ground seemed to be crushed by something, spread, and then mixed into the soil.

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Hospitals in Uptown rarely reach full capacity, but they were full today.Painful wailing sounded one after another, and the wandering people in white medical uniforms held injections in their hands and injected them into everyone's bodies in sequence.

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 thought he was a doctor when they saw his clothes, but when they glanced at the ID card on his chest, they all fell silent.

This is a very delicate identity card, and the identity card can be roughly divided into three areas.

On the upper left is a photo of a person, and directly below the photo is written his name, serial number, registration and other information.

The entire area on the right is lined with various yards from top to bottom.Barcode, QR code...

Name: Wei Jin

Number: S100032
What this number means is that the holder's authority level in the high-tech think tank is S-level, the project team he belongs to is ten groups, and No. 30 has two employees.

In other words, he is the 30th 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, but his biological information field is quite disordered. The peak TQC of brain nerve activity has reached over 300. The brain nerve activity index of normal people is about 70~120. He is 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:

"Empty an operating room, ask for the highest level, push him in. I will arrange an operation for him here."

"Uh, do we need to arrange a surgeon?"

"No need, I'll come."

"……OK."

There are only three operating rooms at the highest level in the hospital. They were already full, but because Wei Jin needed it, one was temporarily vacated and the unlucky guy who had already completed half of the operation was pushed out.

Operating room
After changing his clothes, Wei Jin's eyes fell on the huge image projected by the watch in front of him.

Because of his request, the requisitioned operating room is now closed, and no one will come in without his instructions.

The highly advanced equipment moves along the slide rails to the surroundings of the operating table as the Wei and Jin advance.Several robots act as his assistants.

"Place the sensor."

Wei and Jin ordered.

This kind of work does not require him to do it manually, and the indoor robots can be easily controlled.

And with the sensor in place, the data of each instrument jumped out of the image centered on his watch.

Surgery 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 "Nanobots have been activated" appeared on the screen, and 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 opened!

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 octadecahedron was exposed from the container, alarms sounded instantly in the operating room!

"It is detected that flood erosion is forming, please...",

"Turn off the warning." Wei Jin interrupted.

But the sound was gone, the picture on the video was still flashing red, and the 10-minute countdown was ticking away.

This means that Wei Jin himself only has 10 minutes of safe time before being completely affected by the pan-field erosion.

"Enough."

(End of this chapter)