My cyberpsychosis is a task prompt

Chapter 209: Source Equation Research Center

【Eden City-Source Formula Research Center】

Like most citizens of Eden, John had no idea about high-tech facilities.

He held the steering wheel.

There was a patrol drone hovering overhead.

The huge, well-designed building stands high above, far away from real life, full of indifference and danger.

After I parked the car and entered the source equation, this feeling became even stronger.

Its interior looks like a holographic projection advertising shooting base - grey matte walls, high-precision electronic doors, corridors with built-in light strips, and an extremely clean hall, exactly the same as what is seen in TV promotional films.

The dome is high.

The front desk is long.

The receptionist remained expressionless.

Bismarck walked in holding the severed hand and wearing a bloodstained shirt.

The front desk staff and people coming and going all looked normal.

Bismarck has a strong aura, and the "kidnappers" following him are as young as a group of newly promoted interns.

The elevator floor is rising rapidly.

"Look straight ahead when you walk, don't frown, and don't twist your neck. The security department can see everything clearly in the monitoring room. They are very suspicious. We are in the same boat now, so don't mess things up."

Bismarck finished in a low and powerful voice.

Ding--

The elevator door just opened.

Most of the secrets of the source equation are underneath.

Their passages and laboratories were built arbitrarily beneath the soil of the wasteland, extending for several kilometers.

The car went down steadily.

The door opened just as John felt the pain in his eardrums.

They walked into a large docking plaza, surrounded by various elevators, stairs, corners, and passages...

The light inside the Source Equation is dim, and the walls are smooth, exuding an artistic sense but also carrying an inexplicable psychological oppression.

[Detection... Retrying...]

The prompt message flashed before John's eyes.

He had a low resistance to drugs. He smelled the air carefully and found a fragrance. After staying in the underground space for a long time, he began to get excited and unusually clear-headed.

Olos once said:
Companies will place biological agents in the working environment to stimulate the brain and improve work efficiency. Similar products are also used in certain entertainment venues.

John came to his senses and found that Bismarck was observing him out of the corner of his eye.

"Stop getting high."

Bismarck met his gaze and chuckled quietly, looking a little sinister.

【Mission target update:】

【Accompany Bismarck to complete treatment. (Not achieved)】

Bismarck had to deal with the injuries from the plane crash first.

He led a few people all the way to the medical area, and company soldiers armed with live ammunition began to appear around them.

John didn't react much.

This place is underground, and if a conflict really breaks out it will definitely be a life-and-death situation. He doesn't even have an access card, so the chances of him escaping are slim.

Gino kept a gloomy face.

You can tell she doesn't like being stared at by company dogs.

Most people are afraid of the sisal rope, and their expressions and movements reveal a sense of discomfort.

【Mission target update:】

[Scan security information (optional)]

John hesitated for a moment, activated the prosthetic eye program, and glanced at a soldier at the top of a staircase.

[Power: Employees of Plato Security Department]

Bismarck said this is a cooperative institution.

Members of the security department also come from several companies, as well as long-term outsourcing and temporary employment. When they work at Source Formula, they all wear standard equipment with the Source Formula logo.

It is worth noting:

The weapons are of large caliber and complex in configuration, and even include tactical helmets and arm knives.

John worked for Tiebang Logistics.

He knows best how the company can save budget on standard rationing. If the company is willing to invest money in it, it means it is worthy of attention.

What threats could there be in the institute?
[Scan detected, no signs of hacking. 】

John got the hint.

The strong security guard was staring at him.

His grey pupils glowed with metal, as if a screw had been stuffed into his eye sockets. "Someone always treats my reminders as farts."

Bismarck sneered and stopped in front of a metal sliding door without waiting for John to answer.

"We are here, ladies and gentlemen."

【Source Formula-Medical Service Area B3】

There was no doctor in the room.

Bismarck walked forward and lay down on the treatment chair in the middle of the room.

There was a crack in the ceiling.

The detection equipment emitted a dark green laser grid, which spread and converged on the treatment chair.

The whole room began to twist like a Rubik's Cube.

The ceiling rises and falls.

More robotic arms stretched out and inserted needles into Bismarck's body. Almost at the same time, all kinds of complex, real-time updated data filled the walls.

"Don't you need help?"

"If you sit and watch, you will find that there is actually no essential difference between medicine and science. Don't cause trouble. I... don't have the energy to speak... anymore."

Bismarck said this to Gino.

The latter frowned and said nothing, his expression as disgusted as if he had eaten spoiled paste.

Bismarck was anesthetized with a mask put on.

More robotic arms lowered down, and a holographic projection warning "Do not approach" appeared on the ground.

Bismarck's bloodstained clothing was cut and removed.

He had a broken arm, multiple fractures, internal bleeding and damage to his prostheses in more than twenty places.

What followed was a delicate and bloody operation:

The replaceable organs were taken out of the slow-release fluid, the flesh and bones were freed, and the organized muscle fibers were stuffed into the gaps in the prosthesis...

"Ugh, damn it, I can't stand it anymore."

Sisal Rope shuddered as he watched the blood and flesh flying around, and almost vomited in the biochemical disinfection area.

"I'm going to check this damn place out."

He took out a data cable and plugged it into the terminal next to him. Connecting to the Internet was like being at home.

Gino folded his arms and remained silent.

John noticed that she was watching the operation very carefully.

【Talk about the past with Gino. (optional)】

【Avoid chatting under surveillance. (Optional)】

"Are you ok?"

John expressed concern.

"fine."

"You seem to hate corporate dogs. I understand. Not many people like them. But you seem to... more, you know, I don't know how to put it."

"..."

Gino was silent for a moment.

"Do you know how Makao became a boxing coach?"

The original owner of the Bandage Boxing Gym was not Gino's brother, but a high-ranking member of the Black Gold Gang, and Macao was just a young boxer.

At that time, the Eden City Independence War had just ended.

The Black Gold Gang had just started operating a black boxing business.

Macao was a talented street kid who soon made a name for himself in the octagon. It was also at that time that he met Mr. Vito, who had not yet become the boss.

The money for Gino to attend public university was basically paid for by Macao's blood.

until one day.

The company's spokesperson came to promote the experimental prosthesis and new plug-ins.

They made an offer that couldn't be refused.

But this damn prosthesis is just a half-finished product.

Macao ruined his career in just three fights, and the so-called trial contract was full of wording traps.

The incident did not cause any waves.

The product is still under development, and even sales have not been affected by public relations and iterative promotion.

Macao is ruined.

Those who believed the advertisement were ruined.

"The blood vessels were atrophied, the heart was moderately contaminated, and the deadly substance in the slow-release fluid nearly killed him."

Gino put his hand on the gun as he spoke.