The penetration and extraction of mechanical equipment, with the line back and forth is fast.

After a few moments, the arm slowly lifted, and the belly button seemed to be stitched shut from the outside.

The female voice came again: "The electricity is less than 10%, and all equipment is cut off." Only maintain the minimum operation, if there is anything, please feel free to tell Xiao Ai. ”

I shivered, and the temperature on my body began to return.

It was cold, and the place seemed to be a military base.

With both hands, he pushed himself up from the bed and looked at everything in front of him.

It's a circular space, and it seems like there are a few more magazines like mine.

I counted and there were nine magazines in front of me.

The messy memories in my mind came back to me: this way, draw ten lots.

We should have been drawn to be the experimenters of the latest cryo-experiment?

I tried to get out of bed, and the person was diagonally across the floor and the bed.

When you step on the ground, you can't exert any strength, and you can feel numbness.

I don't know how long it slowed down, but the whole person barely stood firm by holding on to the pop-up window.

I glanced at my belly button, which was now all sewn together with threads.

It took another ten minutes for me to stand up without holding on to something.

With great difficulty, he began to move and came to a magazine next to him.

Look at what is in front of you, it reads: Forcibly flick the knob.

Underneath the words that forcibly flicked the knob was an oversized screw, and I began to think about the shattered memories in my mind.

We were ten people, and we were frozen.

Will it be released in a thousand years? Then it's a thousand years from now.

So these nine should all be the same subjects as me?

I looked around and saw the needle-shaped cone on the robotic arm.

I tried unplugging it and found it embedded inside.

After a painstaking turn, he unloaded it, took the scalpel and began to turn the huge screw.

The needle cone is not a screwdriver and is not easy to use at all.

The rod was inserted in it, and it turned vigorously for two and a half turns.

It seems that when it gets to position, the screw pops up on its own.

The whole slide slowly came out, and inside was a naked man just like me.

But the other party has become a corpse at this moment, and the tube connecting the navel in front of him has not been pulled out.

The whole tube is blood-red, and it should have died completely backwards without pulling out the blood.

I grasped the needle-shaped cone and pondered the seriousness of the matter.

If the people inside don't pull out the tube themselves, then surely they are not saved?

When I hesitated, the magazine on the opposite side pushed out.

The naked man lay on it, and a strange mechanical voice came out again: "Is the wound sutured in a low-power environment?" Electricity may not be enough to complete the procedure. ”

The naked man in front of him was a little better than the dead one, and his chest was still heaving at the moment.

He muttered as if he wanted to say something, but it was obviously impossible for me to say it right away.

There was blood on the tube, and although it was completely pulled out, his belly button was starting to bleed and looked worse than mine.

He needed surgery to close the belly button eye, which was my first thought.

"Give him surgery, perform surgery. , yes. Little love, little love helps. I shouted.

"Little love is there." The female voice came again.

"Operate on him." I said.

There seemed to be pulleys underneath the two robotic arms on my magazine, and I slowly drove over to perform the surgery.

I looked at the needle-shaped cone in my hand and thought about what I had in my hand, too, as a surgical instrument. Without it, he's doomed.