Meng Chao didn't go home directly.

He went down the stairs to another ward.

This 50-storey inpatient building, the top two floors are single luxury suites, the wards have TVs, refrigerators, sofas, reception rooms, independent toilets and bathing equipment, except for the faint smell of disinfectant, there is not much difference from the hotel.

From the 48th floor downwards, there are general wards for various departments.

But the general wards are also graded.

Expensive single rooms, although there are no refrigerators, sofas and living rooms, at least have separate bathrooms.

There are also double and triple rooms, which can guarantee the most basic dignity of the patient.

There are more than six rooms, eight rooms and ten rooms.

Theoretically, a ten-person room is the limit.

However, after the Dragon City crossed, due to material instability, cell mutation and virus infection, there were many more people suffering from various malignant diseases than in the Earth era.

Coupled with the monster infestation, it caused various secondary disasters, such as the collapse of houses, fires, and corrosive gases burning the lungs, etc., and so on, and so on, and the major public hospitals were overcrowded.

A standard ten-person room is often crammed with twenty or thirty people, packed like a canned sardine.

Some patients can't wait for a hospital bed, so they have to temporarily add a bed in the corridors and stairwells - that's all, they still need to beg and have a certain way.

Now is the time to allow visits.

Meng Chao found a layer at random, pushed the door and entered.

The narrow hallway was flanked with makeshift hospital beds, crumpled sheets wrapped around a skeleton-like body, and even the strong smell of disinfectant could not hide the smell of decay and death.

Next to the nurse's desk, there was a pair of plainly dressed parents, discussing something with sad faces.

Meng Chao heard that it turned out that their child was seriously ill, but the cheapest ten-person room in the hospital had no beds, only a single room that was expensive and could not be reimbursed, and there was still a bed left.

Next to the nurse's desk, the door to a ten-person room was open.

Meng Chao glanced inside and found that the ten-person room, which was already very cramped, was divided into twenty or thirty beehive-like cubicles with thin curtains.

It's a mixed sex house.

The groans and excretions of the sick, the stench of rotting flesh and excrement, and the sobs and sighs of family members, all converged into a whirlwind that the curtain could not resist at all, and rushed towards Meng Chao.

Some patients and their families simply gave up on themselves, and they didn't even close the curtains, so he saw a strange and mutilated body, as if it was more hideous than a monster.

Meng Chao closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and let the rancid whirlwind sweep his nerves and awaken the memories of the past.

Humans are animals that are good at forgetting.

From childhood to adulthood, Meng Chao didn't know how many times he accompanied his mother to the hospital, and if he wanted to be hospitalized, his mother would definitely defy public opinion and insist on living in a ten-person room.

In other words, Meng Chao is actually very accustomed to this environment, and even used to be a member of this place.

However, since awakening his extraordinary strength and having the ability to send his mother to the "Green Capsule Medical Center", in the past six months, Meng Chao has become accustomed to the kind of medical environment with bright and clean windows, fresh air, polite and patient nurses, and gentle and elegant doctors.

The memories of the past ten years have gradually faded, and now when he mentions the hospital, he remembers the appearance of the Qingbao Medical Center - at least the single luxury suite that Xie Xiaolei is waiting for.

It wasn't until standing here, his nasal cavity filled with the breath exhaled by dozens of patients together, hearing the quarrels between the patients' families and the nurses, and the sound of people peeing, farting, moaning, and sobbing behind the curtain, that he suddenly remembered that most of the hospitals in Dragon City were like this.

"Koya...... This is the 'fireworks in the world' that you want to see? ”

Meng Chao had mixed tastes, silently figuring out Gao Ye's psychological state.

Perhaps, Takano was right.

Humans are never equal.

Life is by no means priceless.

Human life and dignity can be measured, and they are measured quite precisely.

This kind of ten-person ward, after reimbursement, needs to be borne by the citizens themselves, the hospitalization fee is about 24 yuan per day.

If it's a six-person room, it's about fifty-two dollars a day.

The price of double rooms and single rooms will soar to more than 200 yuan.

And the single luxury suite where Xie Xiaolei lives is 2,550 yuan per day.

The VIP suites of the Green Capsule Medical Center are naturally more expensive.

Fifty-two minus twenty-four is twenty-eight.

Two thousand five hundred and fifty pieces minus twenty-four, is two thousand five hundred and twenty-six pieces.

In other words, the value of human dignity fluctuates between twenty-eight and two thousand five hundred and twenty-six pieces.

How much you are willing to pay, how much dignity you can have.

As the pace of conquering the other world gradually accelerates, the cultivation system becomes more and more perfect, and the strong continue to break through the limits of life, will the gap between people and people widen?

It should be, at least, in the fragments of Meng Chao's previous life memories, the powerhouses of Dragon City decades later already have a power comparable to that of gods and demons, which is far from being something that ordinary people can catch up with by relying on hard work.

As the gap between people continues to widen, will the treatment enjoyed by people become more and more different?

And of course.

There is no need for memory fragments of previous lives, just take the present, as far as Meng Chao knows, many forces are developing higher-end medical devices and technologies, and there is a medical room that is completely made of the highest grade spar, which is equivalent to the "Blue Plain Mother Stone Cave" where Meng Chao once stayed, which can form a magical spiritual magnetic field, which resonates with the human life magnetic field and maximizes the self-healing ability of cells.

No matter how serious the injury is, staying in such a medical room can heal without medicine.

Of course, the cost of using such a medical room is also astronomical.

The patients who live in the harsh environment of the "ten-person room" in front of them are afraid that they will not be able to enjoy the crystal clear super medical room for the rest of their lives.

Even the single suite where Xie Xiaolei lives is something that he can't dream of, right?

When Takano saw this scene countless times, what would he think in his heart.

"Since the blood of the strong should be shed for the weak, why can't the strong first build some spacious inpatient wards for the weak, at least to maintain the most basic dignity of the weak?"

Maybe that's what Takano thinks, right?

Meng Chao's ugly face appeared in front of his eyes again.

It was only at this moment that Meng Chao discovered that Gao Ye always had a faint sneer on his face.

It wasn't until the picture was seen that ridicule turned into indignation.

Meng Chao sighed and turned to leave.

When he passed the nurse's desk again, he found that the pair of parents with sad faces just now were arguing with the nurse.

It turned out that just when they finally made up their minds to let the child be admitted to the single ward, because they hesitated for too long, the single ward had been snatched away by other patients.

On the way home, Meng Chao was always pondering Gao Ye's psychological state.

I am also thinking about how Dragon City, which is getting bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger and the classes gradually tearing apart, will usher in its own end.

Maybe it's because of something in my heart.

Back at home, Meng Chao received a very strange email.

Meng Chao has an official website account on the largest live broadcast platform in Dragon City, inherited a lot of fans from "Crying and Killing God", and handed it over to Yan Feirou's team to operate, the exposure rate is quite good, aside from the water army and zombie fans, he will receive hundreds of enthusiastic emails every day.

This email was sent directly to the text message box of Meng Chao's very private account used in high school.

The sender's name is: Dr. Sandworm.

Meng Chao stared at the name for a long time, held his breath, and clicked on the email.

Inside is the experiment log of the last half month.

A large amount of experimental data is included, as well as detailed graphs and bioneurocurrent scans.

There is also a change in Takano's self-perception.

"April 28, 56 A.D

The internal organs grow faster than I imagined, the wound can be completely healed immediately, the strong self-healing ability of annelids is very valuable for further research, if it can be possessed on the human body, concocted human beings who can regenerate severed limbs, it will greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of Dragon City.

April 30, 56 A.D

A new nervous system, bringing a new thinking experience, ten times thicker nerve cord plus myelin sheath plus ring independent nerve, so that I have a similar ...... The ability to overclock multi-threaded, I feel like I've never been smarter.

May 1, 56 A.D

The failure to concoct a few pairs of tentacles for this body was my biggest negligence, knowing that the first spark of human civilization was ignited by the liberated upper limbs of the apes.

However, there is no need to actually concoct several pairs of octopus-like tentacles.

In the next stage of evolution, as long as you can evolve some tough nerve clusters that can be connected to the robotic arm.

I was so stupid in the past that I didn't have to worry about whether the shell was flesh or machine.

Only the soul is the only proof of human beings.

May 3, 56 A.D

Damn the phantom pain, I didn't expect that after the transfer of consciousness, it would still be ghostly, even more serious than in the past.

I always thought I was still human, and I still had hands, feet, and a head.

These non-existent limbs remind me of their existence without severe pain all the time.

Perhaps because of the great increase in the nervous system, along with the skyrocketing calculation and mental power, the pain has also skyrocketed tenfold, and it is simply unbearable.

It seems that it makes sense that the human nerve and soul remain in a semi-sealed state.

If you want to get a soul that is ten times stronger, you have to pay a price ten times more tragically.

But that's fine.

At least I discovered another fatal problem with consciousness transmission technology, phantom pain, which I really didn't expect.

I hope that my calculation and mental strength can be maintained long enough.

I had to defeat it before the Phantom Pain could defeat me.