indescribable cyberpunk.

Chapter 427 Conscious Stripping
"The important thing is to think, understand, think!"

In the huge laboratory, someone stood in front of a circular platform shining with incandescent light, looked at the distorted creation on the stage, with his hands behind his back, he said with a gloomy expression,
"What is this shit like thing? Why don't you catch a sow and inject it with twenty injections of biochemical agents, the effect may be better than this disgusting thing I've seen now!"

The sound is only normal decibels, but the content between the words is extraordinarily harsh.

"My lord, we are trying our best to screen the available consciousness, but to adapt to this kind of high-intensity transformation, you must have a brain that is mentally tough enough, and the number of such people is very small, I think maybe."

His achievements were belittled like this, and the research institute's expression was also not very good-looking. He wanted to say a few words of defense, but he was interrupted before he finished speaking.

"You feel?"

Pushing the strange glasses on the bridge of his nose that looked like a cross-section of a honeycomb, the man raised the corners of his mouth and turned to look directly at the subordinate next to him.

"The annual research fee that the organization pays us is not to pay for the ideas in your pig's brain. I don't want you to think, I just want me to think!"

"I"

"Expand the scope of recruitment and cast the net out. There are nearly 80 billion people in the Federation. Are you telling me that I can't find enough mentally tough brains?"

With the growth of medical technology, the explosive growth of the world's population is an unstoppable trend. This is still under the premise of disasters in recent years. Five years ago, this number would be even greater.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that human life is not so important.

After all, things are rare.

"However, if the test is carried out without any choice, it is likely to attract the attention of some external forces."

Glancing at the twisted creation, the research institute couldn't help but feel a little headache. You must know that what they are doing now is already weird enough, and now they need to intensify it.

This made him vaguely uneasy.

"So what, this is our territory. Even if it is known to the outside world, they have no right to interfere with our research. Don't forget, this is legal, equipment manufacturing within a certain range!"

Impatiently waving his hands, the man had no intention of arguing with his subordinates at all, and turned to leave the laboratory.

Pass through the corridor, take the elevator to the highest floor, and finally stand in front of a building that looks like a bank insurance warehouse.

Two teams of fully armed guards guard in 24-hour shifts, smart machine guns, and alarm devices. This kind of security seems to be stronger than a bank's safehouse.

The huge silver metal disc is the door, and hundreds of gears are arranged on it to engage with each other and rotate continuously with a certain regularity as time goes by.

The man who was arrogant in front of his subordinates before was standing at the door at this moment, his shoulders shrunk inward, and his right thumb and index finger unconsciously pinched the thread of his clothes. It was not so much nervousness as it was a strange emotion mixed with panic and entanglement.

His rationality is trying to stop him from moving forward, the existence behind the door should not be ignored, let alone communicate with him in person, but at the same time his body is moving forward, and there is an indescribable burning in the eyes staring at the door Lust and an undisguised, evil light.

Put your hands around the central roulette, turn one tooth to the left, and then turn five teeth to the right, followed by a series of actions until the door slowly opened.

Stepping in, the disk behind him gradually closed.

"Dennis, I didn't expect you to come again so soon. Why, there is a problem with the plan?"

The content of the words sounded like a greeting between old friends at first glance, but the voice was rigid, like a bionic person with a malfunction in the voice software. Although he could still express himself clearly, he could easily call out people. Hear it is not human.

"No, I just want to chat with you again. I really want to know how far you can go."

The man called Dennis weighed his words.

"Dennis, we can do anything."

The answer behind the door was concise and quick.

"Didn't you say you could find it?"

Zhu Jue leaned against a corner of the table, rubbed the center of his brows, and glanced at the time on the phone screen.

01:11AM
With Zhu Jue's current physique, staying up late won't have much impact on him, but his long-term sleep habits still inevitably make him a little irritable.

The high-rise villa I just bought yesterday, I haven't slept much on the bed, but I ended up staying up late tonight in this kind of apartment building with dozens of computers.

It's really not particular.

"We don't know what kind of conditions can cause the other party's idea. What we can do is to imitate the previous network situation as much as possible. There is no way to wait here. How about finding someone to cook two dishes for you? ?”

If Zhu Jue is just feeling a little uncomfortable, Fu Yingxiong's state can be said to be sluggish now, and he barely found a topic to ease the atmosphere.

Following the dark circles under the eyes like smoky makeup, drooping bags under the eyes, and a slightly bent waist, Fu Yingxiong at this time no longer has the ease he had when he saw him before.

He is undoubtedly old. During this period of time, he has been in charge of quite a lot of affairs in the Shenzhen-Hong Kong area. Now that other members of the Yi League are watching here, it is naturally impossible for him as a commander to take off his clothes. A trip under the quilt.

In fact, he didn't even dare to have such a thought, because it would make his brain bogged down very quickly.

Seeing Fu Yingxiong like this, Rao Zhujue couldn't vent his emotions in front of him. He could only take two deep breaths, took out a bottle of moonlight wine from his pocket, shook it in front of him, then turned and walked away Beside, the former followed behind.

After taking a sip of wine, his brain instantly cleared up, and Fu Yingxiong even grabbed the bottle with wide eyes.

"Stimulated?"

He was feeling drowsy, this sip of Moonshine Wine was no less than half a bottle of essential oil slapped directly on his temple, or a more secret place.

"Medical wine, this time it's free for you to taste."

Zhu Jue made up a story casually, slowly sipped his drink, and felt a little bored after a while, thought for a while and said,

"You said you were a scientist before, why have you been wandering around in the Shenzhen-Hong Kong area, not doing research?"

"Hey, research needs funding, not to mention that my research has recently hit a bottleneck. Instead of spending money in the laboratory every day, I might as well come out and look for opportunities. Maybe I can get some inspiration."

"What are you studying, why have you never heard of it before?"

Zhu Jue also has nothing to do, and has nothing to say.

"As for the monsters that are the source of mental pollution, those monsters have very special abilities. At first, my idea was whether I could use their genes to create ability injections. Luohua Pharmaceuticals succeeded, so we asked them to 'borrow' a copy, and then I thought I studied how to control these monsters and tried many methods, but it turned out that it was not feasible, and I had to rely on external forces, such as the demons and ghosts in your hand, and now my idea is to use them!"

While Fu Yingxiong was speaking, he did not take his eyes off the neatly placed computers not far away. Halfway through speaking, he saw the screen in the middle of the second row begin to flicker, and after a while, the interface that they had been waiting for all night appeared.

The drowsy atmosphere in the room suddenly changed, and everyone's eyes subconsciously focused on Zhu Jue.

"It's finally here. If I wait any longer, I plan to find a place to sleep for a while before I talk about it."

Zhu Jue yawned, walked slowly to the computer and sat down, moved his body, found the most comfortable position, and glanced left and right. At this time, there were many people standing in the room, which made him frown , pursed his lips and said,

"Except Fu Yingxiong and Suzi, everyone else exits the room. I don't want anyone to enter."

Patted the wind chime in his arms with his left hand, the latter stuck out his tongue and licked Zhu Jue's thumb to show that he knew.

Zhu Jue didn't know most of the people present, and he didn't have "the ability to kill people in my dreams", so for safety reasons, he wouldn't allow these people to watch or even step into the door.

Of course, this kind of approach is undoubtedly a bit hurtful. It is clear that you don’t trust other people, but right now is not the time to care about such details. Zhu Jueben doesn’t need to talk about feelings with these people. As for whether they will have something because of it Thoughts are out of his control.

For Zhu Jue's request, Fu Yingxiong didn't hesitate, and signaled the others to leave the room without saying a word. He was helping Yimeng now, so he had no reason to refuse this request.

So in the end only Zhu Jue and Fu Yingxiong were left in the room.

Suzi left with the others. She had her own things to do, and she said that she wanted to be Zhu Jue's companion, so naturally she had to make preparations in advance.

"I'll be watching, if there's anything I need. Well, I don't think you can tell me either, so good luck."

Fu Yingxiong patted Zhu Jue on the shoulder. He wanted to encourage him, but found that the latter was rolling his eyes at him. He suddenly remembered that Zhu Jue would fall into a coma after the mission started. He didn't know his external situation at all, so he didn't say anything more. Say something, retreat to a corner of the room.

"Do you want to know the meaning of life! Do you want to be truly... alive?
Looking at the bloody handwriting on the screen, Zhu Jue raised his eyebrows and pressed the mouse button without hesitation.

YES!

The moment the mouse paused, everything in front of him suddenly began to change. Zhu Jue shook his head lightly, but did not immediately fall into a faint like before.

He sensed the sudden arrival of some kind of will, and at first some kind of pink ellipsoid flashed suddenly in his mind, followed by some indescribable fantasies, like the water flow when the flood gate was opened to flood his body thinking.

The computer screen that scatters light blue light in front of the eyes begins to twist like waves, followed by those lines and the wall behind, and these items are producing special changes.

Facing the spiritual intrusion, Zhu Jue's will reacted quickly, but before he acted, he was forcibly suppressed by Zhu Jue's subjective consciousness. He knew that once he started to resist, regardless of whether he could stop this spiritual intrusion, he would inevitably die. Arousing a reaction from the other side would bring unnecessary trouble to his operation.

after a few seconds.

Zhu Jue finally lowered his head, closed his eyes, and completely separated his consciousness from this body.

(End of this chapter)