Chapter 19: Transsexuality

"Okay, please wait." The waiter foreman checked the list of private rooms on the computer: "A108, it's big enough." Tonight, this is the only big room left for you to catch up, Brother Long is really lucky. The waiter foreman didn't forget to flatter at the end, it seems that these gangsters are frequent customers here.

The waiter led them to see the room, and Brother Long leaned in: "Wait a minute, pinch my surveillance here." ”

"I don't have that right." The foreman was in trouble.

Brother Long pointed to Wang Shiyi behind him: "See, I invited the God of Wealth to you, why don't you have to cooperate?" When the time comes, the benefits will naturally be indispensable to you. ”

"He, who? God of Wealth? ”

"Look at your eyes, the second son of the city's top famous Boulder Trade and Development Corporation doesn't know each other, are you having trouble with money?"

"I see, I know, but it's against the law, and if I let the manager know, my job will be ruined."

"Look at your brain, can't you be flexible?" Brother Long patted the other party's head.

"Otherwise, it will take half an hour at most, and if you investigate it, it will be said that the equipment is malfunctioning, and you can set the time yourself."

"Then it's 9 to 9:30."

"Okay, I'll make a note of it." The foreman glanced back at Li Xiaoyan and muttered in his heart: Isn't it more convenient to go to the hotel to do errands? Isn't it a hassle to run here? These rich people like to toss.

The waiter opened the door of the private room and was about to turn around to leave, but was stopped by Brother Long: "Bring some food first, you want to be able to fill your stomach, wait to say hello before delivering the drinks, and I'll get it myself." ”

"Okay." The waiter is gone.

Hu and Li were pressed onto the sofa by Brother Long's men, and Wang Shiyi waved at them, signaling not to be so rude to his sweetheart. He casually picked up the remote control, and the volume went up, and the strong rhythm collided in the room.

"Don't put on a bitter gourd face, okay? Tonight is a farewell party for you and me. Wang pulled Hu Feng away and took his place. Hu Feng was just about to step forward, but was immediately stopped by a few shriveled ducks with earrings: "Today is Brother Wang's romantic night, what's the matter with you?" Stay out of the way. The thugs pulled and pushed, trapping Hu Feng in the corner, and the glass in his hand almost slipped off.

The 1231007 soldier ant was shaken and dizzy, what the hell is going on? The sound continued to grow so strong that it almost lifted its entire body off the ground, and the young soldier ants remained motionless in the rhythm of the earth's shaking mountains, wrestling as they walked.

The food came up. An oily naked/chicken lies peacefully on a white tray, its neck slightly raised from the barbecue, as if some kind of casual sweet movement in sleep.

"Come, let's eat first." The king tore off a chicken thigh and handed it to him flatteringly. The chicken's expression does not change by the loss of a leg, perhaps its will is completely captured by the beauty of the dream, so that it forgets all the pain.

"You ask him to come, and I'm going to eat with him." Li Xiaoyan looked at the corner.

The king became angry at once and threw the chicken leg back on the plate: "What can he give you?" Makes you think about it everywhere, I'm so annoying? ”

"He couldn't give me anything, not even a decent bottle of makeup, but he gave me a touch of affection. Yes, it is the tip of the iceberg of the relationship between men and women. ”

"I can satisfy you with everything, what you want to eat, what you want to wear, what you want, if you want, we can go to the Eiffel Tower now, or go to the beach to watch the sunrise. What he gives you is just a tip, I can give you the whole iceberg. The king replied something else entirely, and it seemed that he did not understand what she meant.

"The real affection is spiritual resonance, and you and I don't belong to the same frequency range at all."

"Unexpectedly, I haven't seen you for a month, my speech has changed, and I feel more and more like that hornet, has he been stung by him?"

"That's what's hovering in your head, it's all flashy floating."

The king wanted to come up with a bunch of reasons, but his Adam's apple moved, and it seemed that everything that should be said had been said. He pressed the remote control and changed it to tender music, which is what Li Xiaoyan usually listens to. Brother Long immediately flicked the switch, the light dimmed, and the whole room was filled with orange-red haze.

Wang secretly thought: It seems that it is impossible to rely on words, and now he can only take shortcuts, but for him, the result is the same.

Giggles, the door opened, the original waiter poked his head in, winked at Brother Long, and Brother Long went out.

"The drinks are ready."

"Let's go." They walked towards the help desk.

Brother Long came back with the drink, and around the corner, unscrewed the lid of the vial of kvass and threw in the pill. The white diamond bubbled and sank and disappeared into the green ocean. The perpetrator picked up the bottle and shook it, smiling evilly.

With 22,000 astronomical units from the Kuiper Belt, inside the Zerg battleship, the conversation between the commander and the scientist continued.

Commander: "If I can get what I want, you will be a hero of the Nikala Empire, and as a reward, you will be allowed to become the second instance of conversion." ”

Scientist: "It's an honor to have the Commander's kindness, but I'm not blessed." ”

The commander was surprised to separate his tentacles into eight figures, and the scientist explained the reason: "There are only two indirect ways to convert. The first is to carry out memory transplantation, that is, to transfer the consciousness of an individual who needs to be transferred to the brain of a reproductive worker. Remember the proverb? Everything is a floating cloud, and consciousness is the master. ”

Commander: "Of course, it's common knowledge that all children know. However, I have only heard of knowledge transplantation, so can the memories of two individuals also be exchanged? ”

Scientist: "It's not an exchange, it's a transplant, it's an ethical issue, which is also forbidden by the late code." After the individual's consciousness grows through neurons, any attempt to erase the memory is fatal to the brain, and if a normal individual's consciousness is forcibly formatted, the result obtained is 99.9% likely to be idiot"

"Transplanting another consciousness into a ready-made consciousness? Two consciousnesses coexist? "The commander was also confused.

"That's true. To use an inappropriate analogy, it's a bit like the phenomenon of two identifies, except that two consciousnesses exist in the same head at the same time. ”

"The domination of two consciousnesses over one body inevitably produces contradictions, and this method is imperfect." The commander was a little disappointed.

"There is a strong and weak consciousness, just as there is a difference between a leader and a servant in the individual. I believe that the consciousness of the reproductive worker must be enslaved by the consciousness of the commander, that is to say, the body with the ability to reproduce actually belongs to you. ”

The commander was still not interested: "Is there any other way, to be more perfect." ”

Scientist: "There are still solutions, but there are also shortcomings. ”

"Tell me about it."

"The second method, to replace the body, to be specific, is to transplant the living/colony/organs. Due to the differences in individual characteristics, sometimes there is rejection, and the direct consequence is the decline of physical function. ”

"Is there any other way?" The commander was still not satisfied.

"There is also the modification of your genetic code in adults, so that your body naturally becomes a real female."

"This method is good, just use this." The commander finally got excited.

"However, this method is still in the research stage, and the pagans recorded in the history books were burned alive because of the study of this."

"How much time will it take if you start researching now."

"Uncertainty, years as short as years, as long as hundreds of years. Detached from my home planet, my individual scientific research strength is too meager. ”

The commander turned his back and fell into deep thought, and finally it made a choice: "How exactly does the memory transplant work, and how much time will it take?" ”

Scientist: "It takes 4 to 6 months, depending on the individual's constitution. ”

"The specific procedure is like this, first transcribe your memories into the magic ball, which is a spherical high-density bionic chip, the storage medium structure can replicate itself like DNA, and the replication process is the process of simulating the structure of neurons, which generally takes a month; This cringe-wrenching version of the brain (i.e., the magic ball) is then embedded into the brain body of the reproductive worker, and the surface of the magic ball has countless nano-scale interfaces that can form electronic pathways with the left and right hemispheres. The final osmosis is the reverse process of transcription, that is, the exchange of information through the flow of electrons between the two brains, and finally the process of one being the main and the other supplementing. The final part takes longer, and there is a timer device inside the magic ball, so there is no brain circuit crash due to the release of a large amount of information at once. ”

Commander: "Time waits for no one, do it now, do it now, do it right away, I want to become the empress before the battleship reaches the target system." ”

Scientist: "Yes!" ”