When Chen Feng had just arrived at the mobile scientific research space station located in Area 7, the energy of the Folding Shadow Armor had just run out.

Ou Qinglan was standing in the hall behind the entrance hatch with a sad face.

Although she is the president of the Academy of Sciences, biomedical science is not her best specialty, and she can't help much in it.

The medical staff and bioscientists in the treatment room are busy.

The facilities and equipment and related technical personnel in the mobile research space station are very complete.

The medical center of the Academy of Sciences, the biological center and the genetic research institute all sent top professionals.

At the same time, high-intensity quantum network communication is also maintained between the space station and the Mercury polyhedral giant.

Under the guarantee of multiple means, the medical capabilities of the space station are not inferior to those of the Mercury giant.

Chen Feng didn't say any more greetings to Ou Qinglan, opened the folding shadow armor and jumped out, and went straight to the treatment room.

Someone else went to take out the box containing Lin Bu's head, and Chen Feng didn't care about this matter for the time being.

Nearly 300 seconds have passed since Fleders was injected with life-support agents, and there is not much time left for Chen Feng.

In the treatment room, Frydes was lying on his back in a treatment chair.

Countless tubes of nano-sized microbial material spread out from under the treatment chair, burrowed into the pores, pierced Frydes's skin, and replaced the functions of his blood vessels and lymphatic vessels.

There was another fiber bundle that looked very similar to the core material of the Prism Brain, piercing through the back of Frydes' neck and connecting directly to his brain.

A few silver threads hung from the top of Xiaofu's head, his face was covered with black spots one after another, his cheekbones were prominent, and his skin was dull and dark, without luster.

His whole body looked very shriveled, like a dehydrated quilt.

If it weren't for Chen Feng knowing that he was a few years younger than himself, at first glance, he would have regarded him as a dying old man at the age of three hundred.

The medical staff briefly talked to Chen Feng about Xiaofu's situation.

Twenty-seven seconds ago, Xiaofu was still conscious, and he could even open his eyes and blink, but now he has fallen into a deep coma.

His heartbeat had completely stopped, and his internal circulation had completely collapsed.

The mitochondria in his cells have collapsed extensively and no longer produce adenosine triphosphate.

At this time, the energy supply for the cells in Xiaofu's body has already been replaced with biomaterial tubes.

If Xiaofu's brain can still be maintained, and the bionic technology microrobot can replace the functions of flowing cells such as red blood cells and white blood cells, and continuously provide synthetic nutrients, then his consciousness can be maintained as much as possible.

But the problem is that Xiaofu's brain genes are also collapsing rapidly, and neuronal cells are disintegrating one after another.

"Dr. Fleders now has as many as five billion ultra-nanofine robots in addition to the life support network system. We have built a complete bionic cycle system in the doctor's body, but nothing we can do to reverse the end of his life. ”

Chen Feng only thought about it for 0.1 seconds before stretching out his right hand, "Extract the serum from my body and inject it into him." I also have the same resuscitation factor in my body as Limbu, try it. ”

In fact, Frydes already has a recovery factor in his body, and Chen Feng has injected him before, which is the core reason why Xiaofu can absorb the Grasses.

Now Chen Feng's old tricks are repeated, and he is just a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

Let's give it a try, it's better than doing nothing.

The scientific researchers' movements were very fast, and after only more than 30 seconds, Chen Feng's serum, which contained a large number of recovery factors, began to pour into Xiaofu's body along the bionic pipeline.

Xiao Fu's reaction was very fast, and only five seconds passed before he suddenly opened his eyes.

His cloudy eyes first looked around aimlessly, then noticed Chen Feng and quickly focused.

The eyeballs, which were like polluted muddy water a moment ago, quickly became bright.

Frydes didn't open his mouth, but there was a voice in Chen Feng's personal assistance system.

"Brother, are you back?"

Chen Feng nodded, "Hmm." ”

As he spoke, Chen Feng glanced at the detector next to him out of the corner of his eye.

After being reinforced with a new resuscitation factor, the collapse of Frydes neuronal cells slowed down a little, but it did not stop completely.

Trying has a certain effect, but it can only make Xiaofu hold on a little longer.

Chen Feng's lips trembled, and he wanted to say something like "Xiaofu, don't die, the work you want to do hasn't been finished yet".

But when the words reached his throat, he felt that there was no point in saying anything. Birth, old age, sickness and death are not only the destiny of heaven, but also the law of the universe.

A hundred years of dependence on each other, there will be a part. Xiaofu, as a person who would have died a hundred years ago, will live another hundred years, and there is nothing to complain about.

But in the past 100 years, Xiaofu has been busy and working all the time, and has never had a moment of rest. It is not an exaggeration to say that you will die with all your might.

Perhaps in the eyes of many hedonistic people in the 21st century, living like Xiaofu may not be really alive, but can only be said to be like people drinking water and knowing themselves.

Xiaofu's extra 100-year life span is both a blessing and a misfortune.

Chen Feng really had mixed feelings and didn't know how to make a conclusion.

When Chen Feng was silent, it was Xiaofu who opened his mouth first.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I have to break my promise, I have to go first."

His expression remained unchanged from beginning to end, but his tone was full of lingering loss and regret.

Chen Feng shook his head, "You didn't do anything wrong, you don't need to apologize." ”

"Brother, don't comfort me. I know the work isn't done yet. I'm going to die with the same regret as Sergey. ”

Chen Feng sat down next to him, and the blood pump was still attached to his wrists.

The blood was being rapidly drawn out of his veins, and the serological instrument next to him was rapidly separating the serum and injecting it into Frydes's body.

"It's okay, enough is enough, you've done enough. Death is not terrible, everyone dies, countless people die in every war, you don't need to die and be full of regrets. ”

Chen Feng forcibly relieved.

Frydes' head shook suddenly, as if shaking his head, "I understand the truth, but I can't do it." Brother, my past life, my past life, every life I have spent in infinite worship of you. Before I could master the language, and my perception of everything was in chaos, there was only one thought in my mind, to continue the unfinished business you left to Sergei. ”

"How lucky I am compared to countless Sergei in the past. I have gained a life that has never been done before, and no one has ever come since, and it cannot be replicated. I can even travel the universe with you, fighting together for a common great cause. In the past 100 years, I have been doing my best every day to fulfill my promise and that of Sergei. ”

"Brother, you definitely don't know, in fact, I am secretly happy every day. I rejoice that I can fight for the greatest cause in human history. Fight not as a clone of Sergei, but as Frydes, the assistant of the sage. I don't care what others say, but I know that in your heart, I have completely stepped out of Sergei's shadow and lived a life that belongs to Frydes, right? ”

Xiaofu's face finally had an expression.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, revealing a shy smile that seemed to be nothing.

Chen Feng nodded, "Yes, you are you, and Sergei is Sergei." ”

Xiaofu snorted, "Then I have no regrets." I believe that in the unknown future, when human beings can really fly freely in the universe and become an eternal civilization, there will be people who will remember that in this era, there is a man named Frydes Sergei who once struggled with the sage Chen Feng. ”

Chen Feng: "I'll write these things down. ”

"Hmm. Brother, goodbye......"

Frydes' eyes closed again.

The surface of his skin began to ooze a gel that looked like oil, the "corpse" of the Grasses.

A hundred years after the fusion, the Grasses, whose consciousness had long been swallowed up and occupied by Frydes, were finally able to die as they should.

In the surveillance, the fog that represented Frydes' stream of consciousness flickered like a heartbeat.

Every time the flickering flicker, it gets a little dimmer.

A massive stream of quantum information is spilling out of thin air in the room.

It's not that there is a problem with the device, Xiaofu's brain is the source of this information.

Ou Qinglan silently stood behind Chen Feng, "The festival mourns and changes." ”

"Hmm."

"Are you upset?"

Chen Feng didn't answer her, but looked at Frides with empty eyes, as if he was wandering out of the world.

Saddened?

A little bit, but Chen Feng has become accustomed to this feeling of constantly losing this and losing that.

As a savior who has been defeated eight times, Chen Feng has too many "lost" experiences.

His tolerance for pain is beyond ordinary imagination.

Ou Qinglan thought that he was grieving excessively, but he didn't know that the more critical he was, the more active his brain became.

At this moment, Chen Feng is desperately trying to find a way.

He blindly and confidently said to himself, since he could save Xiaofu for the first time a hundred years ago, he can save it a second time now.

As long as I want to do something, as long as there is a 1 in 100 million chance of doing it, I must do it.

As long as Xiaofu himself didn't really want to die, Chen Feng didn't want him to die.

You're not done with your work!

Don't think about dying!

Xiaofu can no longer transmit any information to the outside world, and the quantum storm that makes up his mind is like a candle swaying in the wind.

The medical staff next to him wiped a handful of tears and said to Chen Feng: "Lord Xianzhe, Dr. Fleders' stream of consciousness ......"

"What's wrong?"

"He is fighting against the expanding forces of the universe. He...... He didn't really want to die. His will to survive is strong. ”

Chen Feng: "I know, I know. ”

He was talking in his mouth, but in his heart he was running out of thoughts, trying to find a way to find a way to go down to Huangquan.

The incomparably huge amount of information was tumbling in his mind like boiling water, and the streams of information were refined by him little by little.

Grasse.

Quantum life.

Media layer networking.

Sergei's obsession.

Because of a congenital genetic defect, the language center is disabled, and Frydes can't speak.

"Song of the World".

Blanks.

Deep nerve link bundle tube pierced from the back of Frydes' neck.

"Play 'Song of the World' directly in Frydes's brain! Deep memory reading at the same time! ”

Chen Feng suddenly gave an order.