The Strange Cat from Fuuto

Water dripped from the broken pipe, echoing in the silent space.

"How is it? Is it curable?"

Looking at the naked corpse of the old driver on the operating table, Heart asked Medic a question. Medic then extended a probe from behind him and scanned the old driver's body back and forth.

"The chances of a cure are very low, since Shinnosuke Tomari is practically dead!"

“If he’s completely dead, then we’ll cease to exist!” Butthead seemed very agitated. Heart put his hand on Butthead’s shoulder and said, “Don’t get too excited, Brain!”

"But now our fates are tied to his. If he really dies, then we're all doomed along with him!"

As he spoke, Butthead frantically grabbed his hair. Heart looked at the pale, bloodless face of the veteran driver on the operating table, bent down and stroked his hair: "Tomari Shinnosuke, I know you are not a man who will give up easily. You keep creating miracles, a man who can stand tall even in adversity. I don't believe you will just rot here in vain."

“Lord Heart, I don’t mean to discourage you, but from a physiological standpoint, Kakuzu, Tomari Shinnosuke is already dead!” The probe on Medic’s back rested on the veteran driver’s head, his delicate face full of worry: “With current medical technology, it is simply impossible to revive him completely.”

"What's more, his upper body was almost cut in half. Look at the wounds that run across his entire body. His internal organs are ruptured. There's no way to save him!"

Following Medic's words, Heart looked over and saw that the veteran driver's wound stretched from his left shoulder to his right waist, a brutal injury almost as severe as being cut in half at the waist. The gruesome suture line, in particular, resembled an ugly centipede crawling across the veteran driver's body.

“No, he can still be saved!” Heart said with great certainty. “He can definitely be saved. Our fate is intertwined with his. If he really dies, then why do we still exist?”

"It's all in the past now, along with him!"

"Heart!" Butthead looked at Heart helplessly. Heart took out two cards from his pocket. One was his ID card for entering and exiting the Kuruma driving test center, and the other was his driver's license.

"This is a gift from the Special Cases Division, and also a gift from Shinnosuke. We must save him, both morally and logically!"

Heart, clutching the two cards tightly, had a resolute expression, his eyes burning with an inextinguishable passion.

"Ugh, Heart!" Leaning back on the tattered sofa with a headache, Medic's probe suddenly lit up with a rapid green light.

"Huh?!" Medic tilted her head in confusion, then touched the veteran driver's head: "That's a bit strange, Heart-sama!"

"What's wrong?" Heart immediately leaned over and looked at the veteran driver nervously. Medic frowned, held the veteran driver's head with both hands, and then pressed his forehead against it.

"I sensed a breath of life!"

"What, is it true?" Buttocks jumped up suddenly, looking at the old driver, whose face was ashen, with great tension and hope.

"Although it's very faint, I can tell that Shinnosuke Tomari's brain still has a trace of activity and hasn't completely fallen into brain death!"

With her eyes tightly closed, Medic tried her best to sense the old driver's condition. In her perception, the old driver, who should have been dead, still had weak bioelectrical signals in his brain, which meant that the old driver's brain was still stubbornly alive after the body's functions had stopped.

"This is absolutely incredible!" Medic, who had just released the old driver's head, took a few steps back, his face filled with shock. "It's simply a miracle in the medical field!"

"What exactly happened? Medic, stop keeping us in suspense!"

"Butt Brains urged anxiously," Medic glared at Butt Brains, then took off his sheepskin gloves, revealing a pair of slender hands.

Strands of electricity crackled on her slender, green fingers. Then she wrapped her arms around the old driver's head and pressed her thumbs against his temples.

"There's still hope!" Medic muttered to himself, closing his eyes to sense the bioelectric signals in the old driver's brain. Then, the current from his hands surged into the old driver's brain, and was instantly devoured as soon as it entered.

Sensing the change in the electrical current, Medic, with a look of sudden realization, exclaimed, "I know!"

"What exactly do you know?!" The girl, biting her handkerchief, looked at Medic with a puzzled expression. Medic shook his head instead: "Let me finish what I'm doing first!"

After saying that, he continued to concentrate and infuse the old driver's brain with bio-currents. The current released by Medic was like a school of fish in the sea, and was quickly devoured by the old driver's brain.

After a moment, Medic released his hands and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "It's finally stabilized for now!"

"What exactly happened, Medic?!" ButtBrain seemed very concerned: "Tell me quickly!"

"I can't stand you!" After giving the butt a dirty look, Medic looked at the old driver and said, "Tomari Shinnosuke is really a tenacious man. Even though his body died and all his physiological functions were lost, his brain still survived for more than seventy-two hours."

"It's simply a miracle in the medical field!"

"So, Shinnosuke Tomari isn't dead yet, right?" the meddlesome man asked, walking onto the operating table and touching the sutures on the veteran driver's chest. "To be precise, he's not completely dead yet!"

"Not quite dead yet?!" Butthead's voice rose three octaves. Medic glanced at Butthead with annoyance: "What are you howling about?"

After picking his ear with a look of disdain, Medic said slowly, "To determine whether a person is dead, we are actually assessing the condition of their brain. When a person is brain dead, even if physiological activity still exists, they are considered to be completely dead in medical terms."

"When a person's body completely loses its physiological functions, the brain dies within a few minutes, with the general limit being seven minutes. However, although Shinnosuke Tomari's body is already broken and damaged, his brain has stubbornly survived until now. Although we don't know why, we can only say that his will to live and physical fitness are indeed beyond our imagination."

"Just as Heart said, Shinnosuke Tomari is a man who constantly creates miracles!"

"So that means there's still hope for him?" ButtBrain asked excitedly. Medic replied irritably, "So far, there is still hope. It's just a matter of how to save him. According to my examination just now, his brain still has brain electrical activity, with bioelectric currents and electrical rest. I also provided bioelectric current stimulation to his brain just now, which made it re-activated. I just don't know how long it can last."

“I understand what you mean, Medic!” Heart scrutinized the veteran driver, took a deep breath, and said, “Since he still has a chance to live, let’s give him another chance!”

"What should we do?!" Medic looked at Heart in utter confusion. "It's very troublesome. After all, his body is no longer useful. His bodily functions are basically finished. All his organs are necrotic, and only his brain is still alive."

"Is there really no other way?" Butthead pressed, and Medic glanced at him sideways: "You've been annoying ever since just now!"

"There's no other way. Our lives are tied to Tomari Shinnosuke's. If he dies, we'll all die with him!"

"Do you want to die too?"

Butt Brain's few words left Medic speechless. No one wanted to die, and no one wanted to live.

After a moment of silence, Medic looked at the experienced driver and said, "It's not that there's no way, it's just that I don't know if it will work!"

"What method?" Heart looked at Medic, who said, "Remove his damaged organs, then perform physical modification, reactivate his intact organs, or simply replace them!"

"So, you mean, turn him into a robot?"

"This is the only way: to transform his body into one like our Roidmude's, while preserving some of his features."

"This way he still has a chance to live. If nothing is done, his brain will slowly die, and then there will be no hope of saving him."

"That's it!"

Heart, his hands braced against the operating table, stared at the veteran driver's face: "Is it possible to preserve basic human qualities?"

"Heart, what are you referring to?" Medic tilted his head. Heart replied, "His kidneys!"

"His kidneys were not damaged at all; the main damage was to his heart, lungs, stomach, and intestines. It is possible to preserve his kidneys."

"But why do this?"

“Because he’s a man!” Heart said firmly. “I also want to preserve his last vestige of manhood!”

"To allow him to continue his bloodline, which is still very important for humanity!"

"Oh!" Medic, who instantly understood, blushed and said, "I know, I'll give it a try!"

"It's up to you now. Brain and I will do our best to help you!"

"Yes!"

Medic immediately began preparations, including the core of a replacement organ machine and surgical supplies for the veteran driver. Although the veteran driver's body had died, the necessary preparations were made so that he could be revived with the help of a new body.

An hour later, Medic arrived at the operating table carrying a large pile of mechanical components. Heart and Butt Brain both displayed their Roidmude postures, as did Medic.

Medic, with a scalpel extended from behind him, stared coldly at the veteran driver and said, "Tomari Shinnosuke's mechanical modification and resurrection surgery, begin now!"

"learn!"

Both ButtBrain and Heart responded simultaneously. ButtBrain condensed its own venom, which could kill but also save lives.

"Brain, inject your venom to restore blood flow. Heart, we'll replace your heart first!"

"it is good!"

Heart took out an internal combustion engine from the side and began modifying it, his eyes blazing with fire. Meanwhile, Medic picked up a Type Tridoron gearshift vehicle from the side, saying, "I don't know who developed this thing, but it's perfect for being a vital core component of the heart!"

"They will also become Shinnosuke Tomari's strongest fighting force!"

As they spoke, Medic integrated the Type Tridoron gearshift vehicle into Heart's modified engine. The originally fiery red internal combustion engine, after being integrated into the Type Tridoron gearshift vehicle, began to transform into a real heart and started beating.

"The most crucial step has been completed. Whether he can come back to life depends on whether he can create another miracle!"

After Medic, who had inserted the heart into the veteran driver's chest cavity, repaired and reconnected the main blood vessels, a muffled heartbeat suddenly sounded in his ear.

"Boom!"

Chapter 112: The monster horde will arrive on the battlefield in thirty seconds!

Kuru-jian.

Driving license test center in Kuru-ma, Special Case Section.

"This is definitely the most comfortable place!" Honganji Jun leaned back in his office chair, his legs casually dangling, holding his phone and looking at his horoscope.

Nishijo was huddled at his computer desk, surrounded by various odds and ends. Genpachi sat at the desk with a cup of tea in his hand, while Sawakami Suzuna was checking the defense detection system in front of the computer.

It looks exactly the same as usual.

But in reality, everyone has lingering sorrow in their eyes; they're just putting on a brave face, unable to recapture the atmosphere and happiness of the past.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

Without even looking up, Honganji Jun said loudly, "Please come in!" Shijima Kiriko, holding documents in her hand, walked in. She was wearing an unbuttoned white shirt, a tight-fitting skirt, and high heels, with long, flowing waves down her back.

"Section Chief, here is this month's financial statement. Please take a look!"

With a grin, Shijima Kiriko handed the financial statements to Honganji Jun, her hands behind her back, her eyes darting around: "By the way, where's Tsuyoshi?"

"Didn't you say you were sending him out on official business? Why hasn't he come back yet?"

Honganji Jun's hand trembled slightly as he flipped through the documents, but he said casually, "After all, it's going abroad, so it will take some time!"

"Fine!"

Shrug her shoulders, Kiriko Shijima leaned close behind Suzuna Sawagami: "Wow, Suzuna-nee, you've finally figured it out! That perfume smells amazing!"

"Where did you buy it? Can you recommend a brand?" Shijima Kiriko, who was acting coquettishly towards Sawakami Reina, saw the confused look in Sawakami Reina's eyes: "What do you mean, where did you buy it? Isn't it the store we used to go to all the time?"

"I remember you had one too..."

"cough!"

Jun Honganji coughed, picked up his water glass and took a sip, while reaching for his medicine with his other hand. Suzuna Sawakami shut her mouth, and after noticing Jun Honganji's subtle gaze, she didn't continue speaking, instead busying herself with her own affairs.

"Ah?"

Sensing the change in atmosphere in the small department, Shijima Kiriko was completely baffled. With her masterful control of the atmosphere, she had never encountered an awkward silence before.

Not to mention the scene now!

"Poetry Island!"

"Yes!"