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Chapter 839, Number Two

"Smelling strongly of alcohol?" Dr. Gao immediately thought of his own father, a severe alcoholic who refused to leave his bedroom.

But if it's your father, there's absolutely no need for you to share your thoughts with him.

Was he doing this so that I could better understand his world? Or was it to make me more like him?

The deeper the investigation went, the more confused Dr. Gao became; his brain was forgetting something, something very crucial.

“Sympathy is a very dangerous thing. Every time we sympathize, there is a risk of getting lost. I advise you to reconsider.” Bu Cun looked down at the lesson plan, but his mind was on other things. He kept marking the lesson plan with his pen, and finally circled the word “kill” at the end of the book.

"After you finish class, take me to see the shared brain device."

"Sure, but you can only use it tonight." Dr. Bu lowered his head. "You've threatened me with my past several times. This is the last time I'll help you. After tonight, I hope you can pretend you don't know me."

"make a deal."

“You know how to activate the brain-computer interface and the password. These two keys correspond to the entrance to the venue and the laboratory, respectively. Remember to return them to me tomorrow after you’re done.” Dr. Bu readily handed the keys to Dr. Gao.

Aren't you coming with me tonight?

"I have plans, so I can only spend time with you during the day."

The school bell rang, and Dr. Bu picked up his lesson plan and walked outside. When he turned around, his expression instantly turned gloomy, and veins bulged on his face, making him look frightening.

Putting away the two keys, Dr. Gao looked at Bu's retreating figure and said, "This guy is about to reach his limit of patience with me."

The School of Ethics Research is the headquarters of the Moral Oversight Group. On the surface, it is a very ordinary school, but in reality, it conducts many experiments that challenge the bottom line of morality and ethics, and the Common Brain is just one of them.

The original brain-computer interface was kept in the academy. After class, Dr. Bu led Dr. Gao through the teaching building.

Along the way, they encountered many children with deformed appearances. They seemed very innocent and had the intelligence of a five-year-old child.

"They are the product of ethical research, the crystallization of science, and specimens of humanity's exploration of the unknown." Dr. Bu enjoyed everyone's respect, but he didn't seem to regard those deformed children as human beings.

"If the fruits of science are these children, then it's not science." Dr. Gao said expressionlessly, his memories of Bu's existence slowly awakening in his mind. This monster covered in umbilical cords was truly deserving of death.

With an indifferent shrug, Bu Cun led Dr. Gao to the top floor of the teaching building and pushed open the door to the laboratory at the end of the corridor.

The familiar yet unfamiliar smell of the medicine stimulated his nasal cavity, and Bu Cun felt as if he had returned to his own "kingdom".

After closing the laboratory door, he dropped his pretense, his humanity melting away like wax: "By the way, you don't seem to have been here during the day before."

Upon hearing the sound, a woman approached. She had a great figure, but her head was a little larger than average, and she was carrying a lot of documents in her arms.

With his hand glued to the woman's waist, Bu Cun didn't even glance at the documents, preparing to drag the woman into the laboratory.

The other person seemed oblivious to fear and unaware of what was to come, simply grinning foolishly. "You haven't changed at all," Dr. Gao said, pressing on Dr. Bu's shoulder. "Why did you choose to become a monster again instead of a perfectly normal person?"

“That depends on how you define a person. Only those with a soul are human. Most of them here are just broken shells. The only difference between them and rag dolls is that they need to eat.” Dr. Bu tried to shake off Dr. Gao’s hand, but couldn’t break free. He realized that Dr. Gao was serious.

"I was the one who cured you back then, and now I realize I made a mistake." Under Dr. Gao's gaze, Dr. Bu finally let go, but his eyes were filled with increasing disgust as he looked at Dr. Gao.

"Do as you please." Dr. Bu didn't make things difficult for the woman and walked to the equipment: "You've had your brain-sharing sessions here before. I've deleted all the experimental records. Nobody knows except you and me. Oh, and the person you shared a brain with also knows."

When Dr. Gao checked the trial's backend information, he couldn't find anything related to himself, but instead saw some "volunteers."

Some participants in the brain-sharing experiment developed irreversible brain abnormalities, with the abnormalities mainly concentrated in the prefrontal cortex, temporal lobe, and parietal lobe.

The brain image in the background information is very similar to the brain that Dr. Gao saw in the dean's ward, except that it lacks some traces of tube connections: "Those brains labeled number two in the dean's office have all participated in the brain-sharing experiment."

"Ah ah ah..."

Dr. Gao was examining the situation closely when he suddenly heard faint, painful groans coming from inside the laboratory. He wanted to go over, but Dr. Bu stepped in front of him and said, "Don't meddle."

Ignoring Dr. Bu, Dr. Gao pushed him aside and went deep into the laboratory. In a place that resembled a nutrient tank, he saw a "person" that had been separated.

Its body was immersed in a solution, the upper part of its skull was neatly dissected, and its brain was placed in a transparent glass container, with threads connecting the brain and body like plant roots.

By manipulating the switch next to it, you can make the "person" whose brain has been removed show all sorts of expressions.

“This is also part of our research.” Dr. Bu leaned against the door frame. “The human brain is so mysterious, like an attractive black hole that makes people want to explore it. Every sulcus in the brain is like a spiral staircase leading upwards, and the end of the staircase may be the entrance to heaven.”

"You dug out a living person's brain? While he was still alive?"

“Don’t jump to conclusions.” Dr. Bu crossed his arms. “He did it voluntarily. He felt there was another person living inside his head and wanted us to open it up and take a look.”

"But what if he regrets it?"

“Then there’s nothing we can do.” Dr. Bu spread his hands. “Our technology isn’t advanced enough to put it back exactly as it was, but we can use the shared brain to transfer his will and feelings to another body, so that the experimental data won’t be corrupted.”

"A shared brain can be used like this?"

Upon closer inspection, Dr. Gao discovered that the brain in the glass container was exactly the same as the brain in the dean's ward, with all the abnormal points and traces of tube connections.

"The brain labeled number two not only participated in the brain-sharing experiment, but it was also removed while the patient was still alive?" Just thinking about this made Dr. Gao's heart ache: "If brain number two has been removed, then where is brain number one?"

"Leave now after you've finished reading. If the other members of the ethics oversight team find out I brought you in, we're both finished. If you still want to share the brain, then come back at midnight tonight."

(End of this chapter)