The staff pushed away the well-repaired human body, and Fang Xu followed under the leadership of Hao Jian.

The newly repaired human body was wheeled into a small, separate and transparent room, and then moved to a device that looked like an MRI machine, and was pushed into it after being densely packed with various tiny tubes and wires.

"That's the starter," Hao Jian introduced to Fang Xu through a wall that resembled a transparent glass substance, "and it won't take ten minutes for that human body to come back to life." ”

"When you were on Earth, you must have been resurrected by a mysterious person with such a device, right?" Looking at the instrument in front of him, Fang Xu thought of the methods of the Ancient Hunting Organization, compared to the method here, the technology of the Ancient Hunting Organization seemed even more unfathomable.

"I don't know." Hao Jian pointed to a staff member, "Look at the card he's holding." ”

A silver-gray card-sized card was stuffed into a groove in the starter by the staff member, and the man slid it over the touchscreen control panel on the starter.

"Memory processing." Fang Xu was about to ask, but Hao Jian explained, "Before each performance, the actors will store their own memories, and if they die in an accident, they will restore and resurrect the memories stored on the cards into their brains." However, this memory from the time they became actors to the time they died was to be erased. ”

"It's kind of human." From the moment he first saw the actors' stumps and broken arms, Fang Xu had a deep hatred for the forces operating this game behind him, "That kind of death, before death, must be extremely painful, it's good to get rid of this memory." ”

"Hmm......" Hao Jian nodded undeniably, "so sometimes I really wish that what I lost was the memory before I died." ”

"It's all gone." Fang Xu patted Hao Jian's shoulder for a while and asked, "This actor is also a job?" ”

"Yes."

"Sending death for a job, is it worth it?"

"What about you?" Hao Jian stared at Fang Xu.

Fang Xu did not answer Hao Jian's question. Bow your head and fall into contemplation: people, under certain circumstances, life, is not valuable. This is how people at the top see the lives of others, and this is how people at the bottom measure their own lives. And my life is to protect the most important thing in life, so it doesn't matter if it's worth it or not.

The starter is ready, and when the staff presses the start button, a layer of pale black light film appears out of thin air and wraps the entire device, which is covered with a power grid like a bead net, just like a small piece of the black curtain of Yinxu World. After the light film disappeared, the man slowly woke up, and when all the tubes and threads on his body were removed, he was able to get out of bed and move around freely, and the action was no different from that of a normal person.

As early as a few days ago, Fang Xu knew that the Ancient Hunting Organization could resurrect people, although they all became aliens after resurrection, they were also a kind of creature, and they could be regarded as alive. After digesting it in the past few days, Fang Xu was no longer so shocked by the resurrection of the dead.

But hearing about it and seeing it with your own eyes are completely different things. What happened just now in front of him shocked Fang Xu again, and he also saw the dream that human beings really pursued—immortality.

The lifespan of human beings is completely subject to the body's condition and the limits of cell cleavage. 120 years is a theoretical life limit. The only way to break through it is to reduce the cell division cycle, but no matter how much it is reduced, when the cell division reaches 50 times, it will also declare that the body we brought out of the mother's womb really can no longer be used, so it is impossible to use the body from which we were born to go to eternal life.

Cloning technology has allowed mankind to see another ray of eternal life. When the condition of one's own body is declining, cloning a new body for oneself, and transplanting one's memories into the brain of another cloned body when he is about to die, and repeating this way, human beings will really be immortal.

Cloning humans is not much of a problem now, the key is memory transplantation. And here, Fang Xu saw this technology.

I thought that every time I went back to my hometown, my grandfather's body was much weaker than the last time. Every time I saw Fang Xu, my grandfather always nagged Fang Xu to learn his craft, but Fang Xu never agreed to his request, and finally my grandfather always sighed with a hammer: "If you don't learn, this craft that has been passed down for thousands of years will be lost in my hands... I, how dare I face the ancestors of the past generations after I enter the earth..."

At present, everything is looking westward, and many ancient and magical inheritances in China are rapidly being lost, not to mention anything else, just like traditional Chinese medicine.

A month before Mu Zhirong's disappearance, Fang Xu almost had to go back to his hometown. His little grandfather was also the last living old man in the clan who could make Fang Xu call grandpa. For unknown reasons, the nosebleeds suddenly stopped. Sent to the hospital and immediately admitted to the intensive care unit. After exhausting all kinds of means, the doctors still couldn't stop the bleeding, so they had to rely on continuous blood transfusions, gauze to plug the nostrils and various instruments to continue their lives. That night, the experts of the hospital issued a critical illness notice after the consultation, and had no choice but to transfer to the hospital.

After changing the two hospitals the next day, the doctors all told everyone to prepare for the future. At this time, the relatives were desperate and only begged to stay in the hospital and let him live for a few more days.

The old people in the old family have the custom of not dying outside, saying that those who die outside will not be able to enter the house and will not be allowed to go to the ancestral shrine. The little grandfather kept repeating this custom in a coma. In the end, everyone had to transport him home with oxygen and a blood transfusion bag, which meant that when the oxygen ran out, the blood transfusion would let the old man go, and this time was also so that his relatives outside could rush back to see him for the last time.

At that time, Fang Xu's salutes were all packed, but he received a call from his family, saying that the little grandfather was already fine. Fang Xu didn't believe it, so he called the video directly, and saw that the little grandfather also played a long card with the people who were still visiting him.

After asking, it turned out that an old Chinese medicine doctor who worked as a farmer at home because he did not have a medical qualification certificate came to see him and gave him a prescription. Fang Xu is very simple, a bowl of boy's urine and a piece of red paper burned ashes are poured together, and the little grandfather will be awake in less than half an hour, and the blood will not flow after pulling out the gauze in his nostrils, and he will be able to play cards in the afternoon after eating some porridge.

After experiencing this, Fang Xu's views on his grandfather's mysterious inheritance changed. He decided to go back after the winter break, and even if he didn't study, he had to write down his things.

And if the memory storage and transplantation technology that is close to God can be brought back to Earth, then Grandpa will have more time to find someone who is willing to learn his craft. For this reason, even if he violated the shackles that were now bound to human cloning, Fang Xu was not afraid.

"You should be at a high level here, right?" Fang Xu looked at Hao Jian with a light in his eyes.

"It's not high, it's just a freedom of movement within a certain range ... It's just a person. Hao Jian saw that Fang Xu was staring closely at the card inserted in the starter at this time, "Don't think about it, that's impossible." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Do you know why the Yinxu World is the ultimate destination for us aliens?" Hao Jian asked rhetorically.

"I don't know, tell me about it?"

Hao Jian pointed to the corridor on the left, "Let's go over there first and get something, and talk while eating." ”