Chapter 320: Isolation
Michael's communication device overcame the voice of a strange man.
"Arrived?"
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"Here we are."
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"Take control of it and send it to the research institute."
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"Yes."
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Ten minutes later.
Yang was transported to an empty metal isolation chamber.
His whole body was set up by a huge instrument.
The front and back of the instrument are large rings about two meters in diameter, and the yang is held in place by the front and back rings.
At this time he was still in a coma.
Or to be precise, he was "frozen".
At this time, the systems, organs, and even subdivisions into tissues and even cells on the yang body are all fixed in a strange form.
This state is like water solidifying into ice, but in fact, his body temperature has not dropped, and it is not the low temperature that freezes him.
At this time, Yang's whole person seems to be frozen, and his metabolism and self-consciousness are lost.
It's an extremely weird state.
Even, if this is an absolutely complete state of "freeze frame", it can be understood that he is now in a state of "time stagnation", that is, for her, everything in the whole person is static, he does not change with the flow of time, the cells no longer periodically reproduce, no longer produce energy, and of course, the body does not consume energy.
Of course, this must be in a state of complete frozenness, and it is clear that Yang is not completely frozen.
If you subdivide it into the structure of the organelles, in fact, his body is still consuming energy, which means that he is not in a state of time stagnation, and if he keeps "freezing" like this, he will die.
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Outside the isolation room, Michael pulled out chewing gum from his coat pocket as he watched some staff in white lab coats debugging the sun-mounted instrument.
Yes.
The instrument has not been started yet.
Therefore, it is not an instrument that freezes the yang.
It's Michael......
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He calmly dropped the gum into his mouth and folded the tin foil back into his trouser pocket.
At this time, the colleagues on the other side opened.
There was a sound of footsteps in high heels.
It was a woman who appeared.
She was also wearing a white lab coat, which made the blue heels studded with hedron on her feet stand out.
The color of the research room is very simple, nothing more than white, black, gray, and some other walls emit a faint metallic luster, so this woman's shoes suddenly became the most dazzling object in this space.
The woman's lab coat was open and she was holding a pen in her hand.
It is worth mentioning that although she is wearing a relatively wide lab coat, she can vaguely see her slender figure.
This is a more petite type of woman.
She's not very tall, but she's not short either, as she can tell when she walks up to Michael, who is only a little shorter than him.
The woman's hairstyle is simple, with long jet-black hair combed into a straight ponytail hanging from it.
Her face is still very small and sharp without any hanging hair, and her skin is very white, with a pair of azure eyes, which is typical of Western European European women.
Anyway, everything about this woman seems to be just right, and the only thing that can be criticized is her expression that is as cold as the ice outside the base.
"This is the man?"
The blue metal pen in her hand was rotated on her fingertips, and it could be seen that this action was already very familiar to her, and people who had not practiced it could not do it.
The woman didn't look at Michael, and from the moment she appeared, her eyes were fixed on the yang in the isolation room.
"That's right."
Michael nodded.
He glanced at the cold woman.
"What did the guy up there say?" The woman then asked.
"I don't know, he only asked me to put people here, maybe they will come over after a while." Michael shrugged.
The woman nodded.
Her gaze was always fixed on Yang.
Michael, on the other hand, chewed his gum with relish.
The conversation between the two sides paused for a long time.
He touched his trouser pocket, turned to the woman and asked, "Chewing gum......
"How long are you guys going to struggle? Is this instrument difficult to debug? ”
Before Michael could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a woman's voice.
She pressed her hand against the glass of the isolation room and said impatiently to the busy staff inside.
After the audio was passed to the isolation room, several staff members finally realized that the woman was standing outside watching them, so they quickly sped up their work.
Outside the quarantine room, Michael awkwardly gives up his intention to share his gum with the other party.
Because he felt the hand in his pocket and found that he didn't have any extra chewing gum......
"What is his current state?"
Nearly ten minutes after the woman arrived, she finally turned her head to look at Michael.
"I temporarily immobilized all of his bodies." Michael replied.
"All?" There was still not a trace of expression on the woman's fair face.
"Well, of course not, not all, I'm not at that level, I can only say, about seventy percent." Michael shook his head.
He knows that all these people engaged in scientific research have a rigorous attitude to the point where they can be called harsh, and even a slip of the tongue will cause the other party to be unhappy.
"Seventy percent?" The woman asked lightly.
"Uh, poor...... That's right, it's seventy. ”
Michael originally wanted to say about it, but he soon realized that this kind of word was not compatible with rigor, so he quickly changed his words, and insisted that it was seventy percent.
"Seventy percent, in another hour at most, you'll have to untie your grip on him, or something will go wrong." The woman analyzed.
"Okay, no problem, an hour." Michael nodded.
"Where's his profile?" The woman then asked.
"It's all uploaded to your system." Michael replied.
"Hmm."
The woman nodded.
She shifted her gaze back to Yang in the isolation room.
The woman's gaze was still cold, without any emotion, as if she were staring at something inconsequential.
Soon, the staff in the isolation room finally adjusted the instrument.
They pre-activated the instrument and left the isolation room.
The isolation chamber was sealed again.
Michael chewed gum with his hands in his pockets, while the woman turned the blue metal pen in her hand expressionlessly.
The slight sound of knuckles and pens clashing and the sound of Michael chewing gum were the only sounds in the area.
That is until a man's hologram appears inside the isolation chamber.
"Long time no see."
(End of chapter)