Cyber ​​Sword Immortal Iron Rain

"The full power of her meridians caused her arms to become overly congested, leading to the sequelae of excessive hypoxia..."

Fang Bailu subconsciously thought about the situation in front of him: as he lost blood, his consciousness became increasingly blurred.

Although he pressed his hands on the wounds, it only slightly reduced the amount of bleeding, and the two wounds were still bleeding.

Erni squatted down and checked the two horrible bloody holes on Fang Bailu's legs:

"The artery was injured and the thigh bone was fractured! It's bad, bad, bad... I'm sorry, Mr. Fang, it's all my fault for not fulfilling my duties as a courier..."

She took out a small syringe from her courier vest with her left hand and fiercely stabbed it into the edge of Fang Bailu's wound. The blood gushing from the wound gradually subsided until it stopped flowing out.

"This can temporarily stop the bleeding, but the femur is shattered and needs to be treated in the city... Shit..."

Tears dripped from Erni's eyes onto Fang Bailu's thighs and spread out in the dark red blood.

"It's okay... This is my plan, I've thought about it a long time ago..."

Although Fang Bailu still felt dizzy from the blood loss, the successful cessation of bleeding from the wound calmed him down a lot.

In his plan, it was most appropriate for him to be the bait: after all, he did not have much direct combat power.

In order to obtain effective intelligence, this injury is nothing. In this era, even if the femoral artery is ruptured, even if the entire thigh is severed, it is just a matter of a minor operation.

Chapter 22 Theseus's White Deer (VI)

Fang Bailu glanced at the projected map in the corner of his vision: Anbennola was almost there.

"It's best to take out the goblin's memory before she arrives..."

The monster's head lay in the mud, with the back of its head facing Fang Bailu. From time to time, a spark of electricity flew from the broken neck and jumped onto the stone nearby.

Fang Bailu is now very weak and can hardly move:

Although the bleeding in his thigh had stopped, the pain from the comminuted fracture was still intense: it felt like a rat was gnawing at his thigh.

He stretched out two fingers and tapped his forehead to Erni: "Erni, cut the monster open... and look for its memory in its head."

Fang Bailu knew that the memory of monsters was usually in their heads.

Unlike the ghosts he had only heard of in rumors, he had actually seen the flesh of the ghost with his own eyes:

In the past, many swordsmen, after completing the bounty missions for monsters offered by Constable Turing, sold the monsters' bodies to Fang Bailu as trophies.

While Fang Bailu was disassembling the parts of the monster's body, he also studied their structure.

This kind of mimicry usually stores the memory and processor in the head. It is said that this is to facilitate access to the facial center and make more expressions.

Now the body of the goblin and Fang Bailu's prosthetic body are trapped in the plastic foam ball. Without the prosthetic "Wumingzhao-A", the goblin's lonely head should not pose any threat.

But the feeling of uneasiness still lingered in his mind. The sooner he could completely solve the problem, the better, to avoid any more trouble.

Erni nodded vigorously at Fang Bailu, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and stood up.

Her right arm was still red and hot, and twitching from time to time. It was obvious that she would not be able to use it again in a short time.

Erni lifted the ring-handled knife with her left hand and stuck it into the soil. Then she gently twisted and pulled it, removed the smart module from the handle, and stuffed it into the pocket of the courier vest.

Before the battle began, Fang Bailu had already told her that any electronic device that comes into contact with monsters is at risk of being hacked.

Erni approached the monster with the ring-handled knife in hand. She knelt on one knee and used her other knee to press against the monster's head, turning it over.

She placed the tip of the knife against the monster's forehead and was about to stab it downwards.

Half of the monster's head was covered by the shadow of the night, so Fang Bailu couldn't see it clearly:

Its face, hidden in the shadows, moved as if it was sniffing for something.

"Why would the goblins want to hack in? There shouldn't be any electronic devices left, right? Could it be..."

Fang Bailu saw the monster's movements and shouted hurriedly, "Er Ni, go away!"

But Fang Bailu's shout seemed to be too late.

Erni not only did not retreat, but the tip of the knife that was about to stab downwards stopped.

Seeing Erni's strange behavior, Fang Bailu called her again: "Erni?"

Erni did not answer - she threw away the ring-handled sword, held the monster's head in her left hand, and stood up.

She turned to face Fang Bailu, her movements stiff and slow, like some old remote-controlled robot.

Just like when Fang Bailu looked at the monster's yellow dog head through the tablet computer, there was something indescribable behind Erni's eyes at this moment.

Erni tilted her head and stared at Fang Bailu expressionlessly.

She raised her red and hot right hand tremblingly and knocked on her forehead, saying word by word:

"…Who are you? Why did you ambush 'Master Huang Wu'?"

As she spoke, she held the monster's head and slowly walked towards Fang Bailu.

Fang Bailu raised his head and looked at Erni who was looking down at him.

"The Hokkien accent is gone, and he's speaking in the third person... Master Huang Wu? He's even a goblin with a name..."

He was sure that the person in front of him was not Erni, but a monster!

"Master Huang Wu...? She was possessed by you?"

Like ghosts, goblins can only wander in the digital space if they do not have a physical body or a carrier to move downward.

However, some of the spirits and ghosts that are strong enough will download their consciousness into the physical body that is connected to the network through the spiritual orifice and forcibly occupy it.

This behavior is called "upper body".

However, because the compatibility between spirits and human bodies is extremely low, the "possession" of spirits can often only last for a very short time.

Theoretically, only humans with spiritual awareness are in danger of being possessed - only spiritual awareness can withstand such a huge amount of data transmission in a short period of time.

Before, Fang Bailu had only heard of people being possessed by monsters that followed them while wandering in the digital space.

This was the first time Fang Bailu had seen someone being possessed without being connected to a digital space.

But how did it transfer consciousness to Erni without a physical link?

"So this is the monster's trump card... It's really a bit troublesome. We have to get it out of Erni's body..."

The spirit "Huang Wuye" who occupied Erni's body was stunned:

"Ah... you still know how to get possessed. Answer Mr. Huang Wu's question first, otherwise..."

Fang Bailu sighed:

"I don't have time, surrender now."

The corners of Huang Wuye's mouth curved into an exaggerated arc: This was the strange smile he had shown with his yellow dog head before:

"Huh? You want Master Huang Wu to surrender? Are you crazy..."

Fang Bailu interrupted it, his tone extremely impatient:

"There is a Qigong practitioner with a flying sword approaching. She may arrive at any time. You have detected her before, right? She has been following you."

Fang Bailu raised his hand and pointed at the foam ball that was trapping the monster's body:

"Your body is trapped. Are you going to roll away with your head? Or..."

He raised his chin and gestured to Master Huang Wu, whose posture was stiff and twitching from time to time:

"Your name is Master Huang Wu, right? You are not adapted to the human body at all. Can you still use this body to drive an ATV away? If you could fully control this body, I would have been beheaded by now."

"If you surrender now, I only want your memory. I can consider uploading your thoughts back into the digital space."

Fang Bailu, who was originally disturbed by the severe pain in his thigh, poured out his negative emotions into his words.

Hearing Fang Bailu's rapid-fire speech, the corners of Huang Wuye's mouth twitched slightly, as if he was extremely angry:

"Do you really think that Master Huang Wu can't do anything to you...?"

It stopped talking and instead picked up the monster's yellow dog's head and placed it in front of Fang Bailu.

The yellow dog's head, which had a strange expression before, now looked like an ordinary dead object, without a trace of light in its eyes.

"It seems that its consciousness can only exist in one body at a time... After it came to Erni, the yellow dog head lost consciousness."

Erni's head slowly drooped down, like a puppet without its strings.

Master Huang Wu returned to the yellow dog's head.

"This time, he's planning to attack me." Fang Bailu tensed his whole body and focused all his attention on Mr. Huang Wu's nose.

Master Huang Wu sniffed——

Snapped!

Fang Bailu only felt a slippery and wet feeling on the back of his neck, as if something was sticking to it.

He suddenly reached his hand to the back of his neck, grabbed the unknown object, and pulled it in front of his eyes:

It was a transparent nerve tube, only half as thin as a little finger, with an equally transparent plug at the top. The tube extended a long way, and the other end was Huang Wuye's nostril.

It turns out that the sniffing action that Mr. Huang Wu performed when he hacked in was nothing more than protruding a wire from his nose and connecting it directly to the device.

It was just that the transparent outer layer of the nerve tube, and the speed of its expansion and contraction was so fast that it looked like it was just making a "sniffing" motion.

"What... So it turns out that they still use neural lines to connect the spiritual orifices to transmit consciousness. I thought there was some new technology."

The tube twisted in Fang Bailu's hand, as if it had life. He held the tube tightly and used it to drag the monster's head towards him little by little.

"I'm sorry, I don't have spiritual sense. Ah, don't you have any vocal organs in your form?"

Looking at Mr. Huang Wu's horrified eyes, Fang Bailu said with a smile.

Before, he deliberately provoked Master Huang Wu to make him turn against him.

Fang Bailu didn't have a spiritual orifice, so Master Huang Wu would most likely fail to possess him. Even if Master Huang Wu had a way to bypass the spiritual orifice and possess him, Anbennola would be there soon - it was just that he couldn't get Master Huang Wu's memory, which was no different from letting Master Huang Wu continue to hang around in Erni's body.

He looked at the almost transparent tube, and thought about Mr. Huang Wu's artificial body "Wu Ming Zhao-A" still trapped in the plastic foam ball...

"Finally, this isn't a losing deal." Fang Bailu breathed a sigh of relief.

Chapter 23 Theseus's White Deer (VII)

Fang Bailu heard the sweet reminder from Hongniang:

"The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are about to meet - on a beautiful night with two stars, they are lazy in farming and weaving, and should be envied by the fairies."

He really wanted to complain about the mess of poems and songs, but the pain in his leg turned it into a dry cough.

Fang Bailu looked in the direction shown on the map in the corner of his vision:

Anbenola's carbon fiber robe was barely visible in the night, and the slight outline of the edge of the robe undulated with the wind. Only the star-like moonlight reflected by the mirrored material of the mask allowed Fang Bailu to identify her position.

Although she was running on a muddy ground full of potholes and rocks, her body did not move.

This gave Fang Bailu a visual illusion: as if Anbennola was not running, but skating.

Anbenola stopped beside Fang Bailu, and the hem of his Taoist robe brought up a breeze:

"Why didn't you wait for me?"

She lowered her head, her mask facing Fang Bailu's thigh, red light flashing on the mask:

"You have a complete fracture/comminuted fracture, which requires surgery to repair."

Without waiting for Fang Bailu to answer, Anbennola stretched out his right hand from his Taoist robe:

The right hand that was badly damaged by the evil-repelling talisman last night has not been repaired yet. Several nerve tubes and circuits are protruding from the broken part of the middle finger.

zizi——

Her ring finger rotated gently, and the skin and the end knuckles were rolled up layer by layer and retreated into the palm.

A silver round tube was exposed, with the word "ma" printed on a blue round label on it.

This is the symbol of narcotic drugs.

"I made the painkillers myself. I'll do the surgery when we get back to the city."

Anbennola placed the round tube of his ring finger against Fang Bailu's wound: hiss—the painkiller inside was injected into the subcutaneous tissue by a needle-free syringe in the form of a high-pressure jet stream.