"I'm sorry, maybe it's not fair to you, but in the future, I'll give you back your freedom and compensation. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Looking at the three unconscious people in front of him, Zhang Heng said in a low voice.

The next moment, he felt three translucent films the size of fingernails from his clothes, and if he looked closely, he could see that there were complex integrated circuit devices on the films. Zhang Heng flicked his fingers, and the three films were ready to fly into the long-prepared disinfectant as if they had eyes.

Next, Zhang Heng took off Thompson's chemical protective suit, injected anesthetic for general anesthesia, and then fixed it on the seat loaded with the robotic arm, and finally fixed the other party's head.

If Joshua and the others were here, it is estimated that they would immediately understand that Zhang Heng's behavior at this time was exactly the same as the brain transplant surgery seen on the video, and the instrument with dozens of small robotic arms hanging upside down was an automated surgical equipment!

This set of equipment was assembled by Zhang Heng after dismantling the sleeping compartment and then assembling it according to Julian's guidance. It's so sophisticated that it can even repair the connections of cranial nerves. And those three film-like things are one of the high-tech materials brought out of the alien plane - brain-controlled biochips.

The biochip was developed by the biological division of Wieland Yutani Corporation, with the ultimate goal of controlling human and extraterrestrial life. The chip is made of a biomimetic plastic that does not have to destroy the structure of the brain, but only needs to be glued to the inside of the meninges to provide energy by absorbing trace nutrients from the blood.

When the host wants to make a certain action, the electrodes on the chip will quickly receive nerve impulse signals, analyze the brain neural movements through data processing technology, and decipher people's thoughts to achieve the purpose of controlling the host's behavior.

However, due to technical reasons, this kind of chip cannot actively control the consciousness of the human host, and the only way to control the behavior of the host is to preset certain fixed values in the chip in advance - for example, in a certain year, month, and day, the host must complete some kind of work. Or once the host wants to say something, the chip will emit a weak electrical current that stimulates the cerebral cortex, preventing it from continuing to speak, and so on.

Because it is made of biomimetic materials and is ultra-thin and lightweight, it is difficult to detect the presence of chips even with human body detection methods such as MRI and CT.

Moreover, the chip also has a self-destruct function, once the chip receives a certain signal, it can start the self-destruct program, overload the circuit, and produce a high temperature of more than 300 degrees, which will cause the host brain to be damaged and die.

With this kind of biochip, Zhang Heng can completely rest assured that the technology in his hands will be handed over to these scientists. Otherwise, once your own technology is leaked in the future, even if you kill these leakers, what's the point? He is still facing the fate of the world's enemy.

After fixing Thompson, Zhang Heng walked to the back of the surgical equipment and turned on the instrument, and suddenly, several robotic arms began to move, they pulled out a scanning light, scanned Thompson's gray-haired head, and then began to automatically remove the hair on the back of Thompson's head, accurately and quickly.

In a matter of seconds, a large chunk of Thompson's hair was missing from the back of his head, and another robotic arm wiped it up with a cotton ball. After doing all this, the instrument scanned it again, and after confirming the accurate position, several other robotic arms stretched out, and these mechanical arms were loaded with small laser emitters, and the dark blue laser swiped lightly, and suddenly drew a perfect circle the size of a fingernail at the back of Thompson's head.

Then, another mechanical arm stretched out, sucking the circular area and pumping slightly, and suddenly, the epidermis and skull were pulled out, revealing bright red flesh and white stubble, as well as the translucent cerebral meninges in the deepest part.

Then, another robotic arm took out a biochip as thin as a cicada's wings from the disinfectant solution, probed straight through the wound, and penetrated deep into the meningeal layer, and then implanted in a matter of seconds, and then the other robotic arms that had been prepared began to inject wound adhesive glue into the wound and re-place the cut bone.

This wound adhesive glue uses a nano-medical agent, which not only bonds very strongly, but also has the function of anti-inflammatory and sterilization to accelerate wound healing, which can accelerate the healing speed of wounds that take dozens of days to heal, even if the injury to the bone can be healed within two or three days.

This kind of chip implantation surgery is countless times easier than brain replacement surgery, and it doesn't even require the use of life-sustaining equipment, and it takes only three minutes before and after it is completely over, and at most two days, these people's wounds can heal without the slightest trace of it.

According to the same process, ten minutes later, Zhao Qing and Nanye Shuichi were also implanted with biochips, and at this point, Zhang Heng dared to use the three of them with confidence and boldly, making the three of them the first batch of core forces of his company.

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The smell of disinfectant water unique to the laboratory fills the air, dry and cold, and chokes people's throats.

Thompson subconsciously opened his eyes, the fluorescent lights on the metallic ceiling glare at him, and he turned his head to find himself lying in the break room.

Holding the bed and sitting up, Thompson only felt groggy in his mind, and subconsciously patted his head, only then did he see the clear water that had been prepared on the side, and he felt better after drinking it quickly.

At this time, he found that there were two other colleagues lying on the bed not far from him, and at this time, with the movement of his own bed, the two also woke up together, and were looking at each other in confusion.

"Guys, you're finally awake." The voice of the young boss came over the radio in the lounge, "I know you have a lot of doubts now, but you will get answers soon, now, please enjoy your lunch first." ”

After the other party's words, Thompson felt extremely hungry in his belly, as if he hadn't eaten for a long time. He turned his gaze to the dining table next to him, and saw that all kinds of fruits and breads were placed on the table, as well as shelf-stable foods such as dairy products.

None of the three spoke, but sat down at the table without a sound, and swallowed heavily.

"Three days."

Suddenly, Zhao Qing, a Chinese man, took a bite of a sausage and opened his mouth while eating.

"What?" Thompson looked at each other inexplicably.

"Time." Zhao Qing raised his wrist and saw that he was wearing a mechanical watch on his wrist, which could display the date function in addition to the time.

Thompson pushed his glasses and took a closer look, only to find that he had been in a coma for three whole days!

"Bradycardia, headache, nausea and vomiting are the sequelae and side effects of propofol intravenous anesthesia." Shuichi Minamino on the side also said silently, "In the past three days, we have been injected with propofol, and maybe other anesthetics......"

"We need an explanation." Thompson's face also became solemn, and no one would feel happy if he was inexplicably made unconscious for three days.

"It's just a subliminal test." At this moment, Zhang Heng's voice came from the radio again, "Because the company needs 100% loyal employees to carry out highly confidential experimental projects, I have no choice but to make this decision, and I hope you Haihan." ”

"Subliminal test?" Thompson frowned, "I never knew what subliminal tests required the use of general anesthesia. ”

"It's a test that detects your brain waves after you're unconscious, and it's like hypnosis, asking you all kinds of questions. In this state of coma, the inhibition mechanism of the brain will be completely ineffective, so you can only tell the truth. The voice on the radio continued, "I don't believe you touched the back of your head, is there a place where your hair has been shaved off?" It is a device that attaches a detector to the back of the head and detects brain waves. ”

All three of them subconsciously touched the back of their heads, and sure enough, a large piece of hair was missing.

"Why didn't you tell us in advance?" Thompson was skeptical.

"Because once you are told in advance, you will be vigilant, and then there will be errors in the detection. Well, please don't dwell on this issue, as a token of our apologies, each of you will receive $1 million in compensation. ”

Thompson frowned suddenly, although he wanted to continue to investigate, but when he wanted to be angry, there seemed to be something in his heart that prevented him from doing so, and even his anger was suppressed.

"I accept."

"I accept it too."

What surprised Thompson even more was that the two people around him did not hesitate to agree to each other's compensation, and the crisp and neat of them seemed to have known that this was the case.

"What about Mr. Thompson?" The damn voice asked again.

"I ...... Accept. Thompson sighed secretly, it seems that he is really old, as if suddenly there is no longer the edge of his youth, even if the other party does such an excessive thing, he will only compromise......

It's as if you're not yourself anymore.