Chapter 2: This Meng Ze and the Other Meng Ze
Earth, Huaxia River City.
In the S-class drug laboratory of Jiangcheng's largest pharmaceutical group, a young man who looks to be about 20 years old is busy in front of the test bench.
There was an operating table not far from him.
At this moment, there is a big living person lying on him, but it seems that this person is in a very bad state, and it feels like it is going to pass at any time.
The young man on the test bench, holding a syringe with a light blue liquid in his hand, said as he walked towards the operating table: "Liu Fei, you hold it up for me, I will inject you with my latest research medicine, and your mental consciousness will definitely stabilize." I believe that as long as I stabilize it, I will be able to perform the transfer surgery on you. ”
"Meng Ze, don't bother me, I know my body. And let your leaders know that if you do this, it is estimated that your life will be over... Ahem... , I know someone really wants you to die..."The man known as Liu Fei reluctantly turned his head to look at the young man and said.
Meng Ze didn't seem to take Liu Fei's words to heart, and the syringe filled with light blue liquid still pierced into Liu Fei's arm artery very firmly.
With the flow of arterial blood, the liquid medicine injected into Liu Fei's body gradually entered his brain.
At this moment, Liu Fei felt that the original somewhat erratic consciousness slowly returned to his body, and the feeling of wandering away from the world gradually disappeared, replaced by a huge pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.
The pain was still so familiar, and it was getting more intense. Although Liu Fei has been tortured like this for nearly twenty years, he is still in great pain.
"It looks like it's a resurrection..."Meng Ze saw Liu Fei with sweat overflowing from his forehead, and his originally nervous mood was also sent. Turning around, he went to the freezer of the test and took out a clear square box.
There was a diamond-shaped opening on the box, and there seemed to be a trace of blue green smoke floating inside. Although the box is not large, it is very expensive. If it weren't for Meng Ze's work, maybe he might not have been exposed to this thing for the rest of his life.
The soul box --- the crystallization of the latest human technology, which can allow human spiritual memories to converge and even integrate with AI intelligent machinery. As long as you have money and a soul box, then you will also get eternal life.
As for the light blue liquid that Meng Jiang injected Liu Fei just now, it was their group's latest improved stabilizing psychotropic elixir, and the --- K3 Caranracetam that could increase the success rate of the fusion of the spirit and the soul box.
Meng Ze was holding a silver-white transparent helmet, and on the top of the helmet there was a tube that was not too long, and the interface of the tube was the same as that of the soul box.
"Meng Ze, don't give it to me, I'm much better now, if you transfer the soul box to me, once someone finds out, your good future will be ruined!"
"It's okay, who made us the best brothers. If it weren't for you and me, I wouldn't be where I am today!" Meng Ze smiled and put the helmet on Liu Fei's head, connected the soul box and turned on the switch.
I saw that a white mist slowly filled the silver helmet on Liu Fei's head. The mist condensed into wisps and slowly poured into the soul box like a stream of water down the conduit.
"It seems that the effect of K3 Caranracetam is quite good", it seems that everything is so smooth.
"Meng Ze... Meng Ze..."
Suddenly, a strange voice sounded in Meng Ze's ears, constantly calling Meng Ze's name. The voice kept repeating, Meng Ze's head became more and more dizzy, and Liu Fei in front of him became more and more blurred until it became dark in front of him.
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Changhe country, Cangwu City.
Around nine o'clock in the evening, in Meng's mansion. At this moment, Meng Bihua was sitting in the hall.
"Three clan elders, I think Meng Quan has already told you about today's events. Meng Bihua said to the three old men in silver robes in the hall.
"Well, we already know, I think their Yang family should make a move. The temptation of the two sycamore orders must be irresistible to them. An old man closest to Meng Bihua stroked his beard and said.
"What the eldest brother said is, but our Sycamore Order is not for entering the Indus, I think it's time for Meng Ze to awaken. If, as the previous lord said, I think our Meng clan will not be just one of the four great families of Cangwu, we will have more... More.... ”
"Meng Ze... Well, it's almost time, if the Wutong Order is really abolished, as long as Meng Ze is really as the adult said, it will all be worth it", the old man with his beard looked at the third sister who was talking next to him and said.
"In that case, Meng Quan, you go and have people push Meng Ze to the sacrificial hall," said the patriarch who was sitting at the end of the seat.
"Yes, clan elder. ”
At half past ten in the evening, Meng's sacrificial hall.
The three clan elders and Meng Bihua were sitting cross-legged in front of a huge formation at the moment, the formation looked complicated and abnormal, and the air in the entire sacrificial hall contained a faint smell of blood.
In the center of the formation sat a thin figure cross-legged, who didn't look very old, and it was estimated that he was fifteen or sixteen years old. Perhaps because of the perennial bed rest, the limbs are like a girl's, and there is no muscle bulge in sight, and the feeling is extremely weak.
"Please Wutong Ling, let's start, I hope this Mixed Yuan Spirit Devouring Array can make Meng Ze truly awaken!Let's start!"
With the order of the elder of the clan, the four of them each took out a red bronzing token from their arms.
The four of them glanced at each other, and then pressed the token in their hands into the array in front of them.
"Boom..."
With a loud bang, the entire formation began to operate like a huge and sophisticated machine. At the same time, the sacrificial hall was also quickly shrouded in the mist of two colors, red and gold, produced by the formation.
Meng Ze, who was sitting cross-legged in the center of the formation, was like a porcelain doll full of red and gold at this moment. There was a strange light all around him, and at the same time, his deep eyes became brighter.
The energy channeled by the Mixed Yuan Devouring Array through the Wutong Order was also gradually absorbed by Meng Ze, and the energy emitted from his body became stronger and stronger.
From the outside, it seems that everything is normal.
However, Meng Ze's spiritual consciousness became stronger and stronger under the impact of energy. And the abundant spiritual energy seems to have built a door in his spiritual world. He felt that the door seemed to connect to another dimension. There seems to be another consciousness in the other dimension, oh no, more than one...
"Who are you..."
"I'm Meng Ze..."
"You're Meng Ze... , and who am I..."
"Meng Ze, where are you? Where are we? I can't see anything, why is it all black, I can't see it!"
Outside of the formation, as the diffuse energy continued to decrease, a pattern on Meng Ze's forehead composed of a combination of diamond and square loomed.
With the change of Meng Ze, the four sycamore orders gradually lost their original luster, and the energy mist that filled the sacrificial hall gradually disappeared. However, Meng Ze, whose forehead was flashing with light in the center of the formation, did not show the slightest sign of waking up.
At this moment, Meng Ze seemed to be taller than before, and his face had become a little ruddy. The pattern on the forehead is like the breath of life, looming.
"Well, it should have worked, but it feels like something is wrong. Otherwise, Meng Ze should be awake at this time", the elder of the clan looked at Meng Ze and shook his head and said.
"Meng Quan, you go..."
Just as the elder of the big clan was about to speak, Meng Ze, who had flashing lines on his forehead, suddenly extinguished. Then I saw Meng Ze, and a mouthful of blood spurted out as soon as his throat moved, and then he fainted.
Seeing this, Meng Bihua hurriedly said to Meng Quan beside him: "Hurry up and find someone to send to the medical room, and at the same time inform Mrs. Meng, go quickly!"
...... To be continued