Chapter Fifty-Three: The Desert Sands

"Dose up!" Old Jason's eyes flashed with excitement, and he said in a deep voice. Chen Fei's performance is so "outstanding", maybe he can really withstand the "Nine".

"Damn, how many stitches do you have to prick before you want to stop, and I have all of them... I'm sleepy... It's really ......" After being pricked with ** needles in a row, he finally felt a little sleepy, and Old Jason and the others were pierced in a cold sweat, is this still a person? This dose is enough even to anesthetize two adult blue whales, but he can still scream.

"Okay, I'm sleepy...... After the medical examination... Trouble wake me up......"

Finally got it, Chen Fei and the others couldn't help but sigh......

***

A week later.

"Quickly inject muscle softener and dispersant...... In the operating room where Chen Fei was, Old Jason and the others were sweating profusely and were busy.

In the first few hours after the operation, Chen Fei's condition was relatively stable, although the No. 9 biological computer retinum showed extremely corrosiveness, but it was within the control range, but a day later, the situation mutated, Chen Fei's brain cells died in a large area, and Lao Jason and others fought for several days and nights in a row, and now the situation is so bad that it is difficult to control.

"Grandpa Ming'er is still right!" In a monitoring room, Xiahou Zhen looked at the electrocardiogram on the big screen and pulled it into a straight line, and couldn't help but sigh.

The heart stopped, the muscles began to harden, and the old Jason and others in the operating room were like deflated balls, and finally failed, and after several days and nights of hard fighting, they suddenly lost their mental support, making their feet vague and almost paralyzed on the floor.

"Ding!"

The electrocardiograph (ECG) sounds, and waves that symbolize life reappear on the screen.

Everyone was shocked, watching the electrocardiogram climb to the peak of life, and they didn't know how to speak for a while.

Old Jason screamed and threw himself in front of the instrument, his eyes widening wider and wider.

"He's alive again, check the data......"

If Qing Xuanzi was present, he must have known that it was Neidan who saved Chen Fei's life.

***

Two weeks later, Soli sat up from the operating table with an indifferent expression, and his eyes were completely the same, his black silk was gone, and in his place was a light brain with a pale red scar.

The No. 8 biocomputer was successfully integrated into his brain, all the information was input into the chip and successfully activated, becoming a part of Soli's body, with Soli's current amazing amount of knowledge, he could definitely pilot a small spaceship alone like Liu Feng, and truly became a bloody sword god of war who was invincible to thousands of armies.

Soli has an astonishing amount of knowledge, but at the same time, he has lost his own personality, and everything has gone into a cold computer mind.

The God of War Tower is not a tower, but a huge bell-like underground space, 3,000 meters high, there is an external elevator for going up and down, the bell wall is open one by one, like a Buddhist shrine-like arched door, there are a number of cultivation rooms in the middle, there are twenty floors, the bottom layer has thousands of cultivation rooms, is the room for practicing the nineteenth titanium armor skill, the wall is engraved with detailed cultivation exercises.

The people in the God of War Tower came and went, and almost all of the blood knife team members gathered here to cultivate, but they were quiet, and they didn't make a sound, all of them looked indifferent, and they had never seen a pair of people greet each other, and they were weirdly tight.

As soon as Soli came, he entered the third floor, which was one of the cultivation rooms of the twenty-first titanium armor gong.

Like the eighteenth level cultivation room, there are also detailed cultivation exercises in the cultivation room on the third floor, which is no longer like before, blindly cultivating and groping by oneself, and has a beacon-like guidance on the thorny cultivation road.

Two weeks later, Soli jumped to the fourth layer with an astonishing degree, breaking the record for the fastest promotion of the Blood Knife team members, which made Xiahou Zhen admire.

Two months later, Soli entered the cultivation room on the fifth floor, and Chen Fei got down from the operating table with an indifferent expression, just like Soli Kai had a light head with a light red scar.

In the past month, the No. 9 biological brain has been successfully implanted into his brain, but to the surprise of old Jason and others, Chen Fei's body automatically produces a special cell body of xenophobic hormone No. 9, which cannot be fused with brain cells, and even the input data has repeatedly failed, not to mention the terrifying logic analysis function of No. 9, and the effect is much worse than that of No. 8.

Old Jason and the others tried their best but couldn't find the source of that hormone, so they had no choice but to accept the fact that Chen Fei was a failed work and "woke up" him, and the only consolation was that there were really people in this world who could resist the powerful corrosive power of No. 9.

There was a large-scale death of brain cells, including the Qingxuan Jue, the Illusion Pill Technique, and the Shocking Sword Technique, Chen Fei's memories of the "brain-opening" before they became a blurred fragment, like a dream, and the thought of it would make him have a splitting headache, and he was now a slave of the beastly instinct, and only when the "Nine" gave him an order would he find the direction.

"Sir Chen Fei seems to have really become a waste, what are your plans?" Chen Fei sat on the bed with an indifferent expression, and the female adjutant looked at it carefully for a long time, and said to Xiahou.

"Is it true that the Doctor is not likely to succeed? Even if it was to restore his memory. Xiahou Zhen frowned deeply and said to the old Jaxun standing beside him.

Old Jason shook his head helplessly and said with a wry smile: "The brain has been severely damaged, it is impossible to recover his memory, and he has antibodies in his body, and No. 9 is useless, unless we can find the cause of the antibodies." ”

"Chen Fei didn't practice Titanium Armor Skill, he couldn't cultivate at all after he lost his memory, and we helped him, so if he continued like this, he would become the most defeated member of the Blood Knife." The female adjutant said.

"Let him go to the 'sand clearing area' for exercise." Xiahou sighed regretfully, and involuntarily thought of his little grandson in his heart. But he will never regret the orders he has given, and for him, it is an obligation and the most honorable thing to dedicate himself to science.

"Okay."

Old Jason nodded, and led Chen Fei into the laboratory, and now if he wanted to give instructions to Chen Fei, he had to input simple instructions into the number nine in his brain through the instrument, and it was useless to speak. Chen Fei is like a walking corpse.

The so-called sand area is the vast desert in the underground world of the Blood Knife, and "sweeping" is to exterminate all human beings who enter the desert.

The "inhabitants" of the earth are all exiled criminals, saying that they are criminals, but they also have their lives and their special systems, and for hundreds of years, they have lived tenaciously on this decadent earth, generation after generation, some of them are the descendants of criminals, they are not wrong, but because of the relationship between their ancestors, they are destined to a miserable and bleak life as soon as they are born. Shen Hua is one of them.

Shen Hua is twenty-three years old this year, 1.73 meters tall, with a black head and the same big black eyes, optimistic by nature, he doesn't know who his parents are, only an old man named Uncle Tuo depends on him, and the two of them open a small shop in the ruins of this city to survive.

Looking up at the gray sky, it looked like it was going to rain acid, Shen Hua couldn't help but speed up his pace, he was going to deliver food to a few "bosses", and Uncle Camel was still waiting for him to have dinner at home.

The domestic garbage on the street is everywhere, there are shocking dark red blood clots and highly decomposed corpses, the old man in the middle of the tall building is as depressed as the wind and candles, only a reinforced concrete frame is left, walking on the street, you can faintly hear the screams and cries from the ruins of the high-rise building, for all this, Shen Hua is used to all this, under this unspoken sky, the sin is all of her, and people will die every day, and they will be born under their noses.

Turning a street corner, Shen Hua saw three people standing in the corner smoking cigarettes.

"Hey, Scar, I've got something to eat for you."

"Lao Tzu, fuck your mother, you haven't come until now, are you kid impatient, your father-in-law is black bread every day, Lao Tzu is tired of eating, go back and ask the old hunchback to cook some human flesh to taste." The wicked man with a scar on his face rudely ripped open Shen Hua's backpack and scolded his mother when he saw the black bread in the bag.

"Hey, old scar, gnaw your dog food, scare the old lady's heart, baby, be careful, the old lady unscrews you, come to Xiao Huahua, let my sister touch **." One of the fat-like women laughed lewdly, and the "jade" hand had unceremoniously probed Shen Hua's lower body.

"Hey, Sister Ji, I think it's better to forget it, Xiao ** has to raise it for a few years before it can be used." Shen Hua took two steps back to avoid the color claws, and said with a smile. He can't mix so big, and he's not a vegetarian.

"Mother's little ghost, every time I hang my mother like this, my mother's appetite is not good, my mother has to try it today, I can't ......"

"Chicken sass, put away your lewd little brother who splashes the dog!" Don't look at the corner of the street with a skinny fellow.

The sound of hurried footsteps hit Shen Hua's eardrums, and Shen Hua heard the sound and saw four knife-wielding evil men rushing out of the street corner.

"Fuck you!" Old Scar viciously spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth, picked up the machete, and stepped forward without fear of death. Sister Ji and another guy also rushed up with red eyes and guys. It's hard to imagine that a fat woman like Sister Ji can run very fast.

Shen Hua watched as the two people were entangled in a beast-like battle, blood splattered all over the ground, and in the end, it was the old scar that the three won, the four were overturned by the three, and the other two staggered away with blood all over their bodies.

"Boy, clean it up, don't stink, it's a fucking lottery here!" The old scar was stabbed in the thigh, and Sister Ji couldn't make a fuss when she was slashed in the chest, so she helped each other and went into the building to heal.

"The three bosses won again. Thanks, hehe. Shen Hua thanked the three of them with a smile on his face, approached the two corpses, and the detective found a few Yu coins from the corpses, this is the money for bread, it is impossible to ask the old scar for money, only in this way can Shen Hua and Uncle Camel recover the cost.

As soon as the body was dragged to the garbage heap, Shen Hua clapped his hands and turned around to go home, and even the formalities of burying it were saved, almost every day, if the body was buried every day, he would definitely have to lie down.

When I got home, it was already dark, and in my kennel-like room, Uncle Camel had turned on the oil lamp, and there was no electricity in the city.

"Come back, let's eat, cough cough......" Uncle Camel coughed with a big hunchback like a hill, and said that he was so thin that he was skinny and skinny.

"Uncle Tuo, you have made a mistake again, let me go to 'Haicheng' tomorrow, we only have black bread left in the store, and if we don't buy some goods, I'm afraid they will make trouble for us." Shen Hua took out the bloody Yu coin and handed it to Uncle Camel and proposed again.

This is called Mobei City, located in 6 Haicheng, on the seaside, there are still people who can use electricity, it is very prosperous, most of the abandoned cities like Mobei City have to go to Haicheng to buy goods to maintain their lives, there is a desert area on the way from Mobei City to Haicheng, I recently heard that there are some fierce beasts in the desert area, almost no one can get out of the desert, Uncle Camel is worried about Shen Hua's safety, and he refuses to let him risk buying.

"Okay, but be careful on the way, if you can't get in, come back."

"Uncle Camel, it's great that you're finally willing to let me go, hehe, don't worry about me, if you don't let me fight, with my kung fu, I would have become the boss here a long time ago, if there is really a fierce beast in the desert, I can still skin it and come back to make clothes for you, okay, I'm full, I'll go to practice." Shen Hua took a few bites of black bread and happily entered the room.

Uncle Camel shook his head and smiled bitterly, he couldn't help this kid, he knew that Shen Hua's titanium armor skills were only the second lesson, those scoundrels were okay, but if he really met a master, Shen Hua would definitely die and have no place to be buried. If he didn't know some medical skills, he used his self-created exchange transfusion** to transfuse his blood with titanium armor genes into his body, and on this heavily polluted earth, he would never have such a healthy body as he is now, but it's a pity, if this child is in a normal society, with his genes suitable for practicing titanium armor, he will not be buried like now.

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