On the Pacific Ocean at night, a luxury cruise ship slowly approached, more than hundreds of meters in length and tens of meters in height, although it is a behemoth that can only be looked up to by human beings, but it is insignificant to this vast sea.

Brightly lit and full of laughter, men and women in formal clothes of all colors, holding red wine glasses, gracefully showing a standard etiquette smile, chatting softly with friends and companions.

However, compared to the laughter in the hall of the cruise ship, there were thirteen people sitting around a round table in a quiet cabin below.

A woman and twelve men, with an average age of about forty-five years old, had a calm expression and an aura that could not be ignored, so that although the people who saw them did not know the identities of these people, they also felt in their hearts that these were by no means ordinary people.

Indeed, the distinguished guests who can be treated by Frost solemnly will indeed not be ordinary people.

The thirteen people present, not to mention the interest groups they represent behind them, just the worst one of them themselves, also has the financial resources that are not weaker than Fross, thirteen people gathered here, plus Fross's words, it represents nearly a trillion dollars in terrorist funds!

This is equivalent to the total GDP of a medium-sized country, close to Indonesia, which ranks 16th in the world.

"Fross, you called us along, didn't you just let us have dinner on your ship?"

The first man to speak, about fifty years old, had a dark mustache, which added a lot of charm to this man who was full of maturity.

As soon as he spoke, the other twelve people also moved their eyes to Fross, their eyes full of doubt.

Of the thirteen people present, none of them was "a great deal of luck", even if Frûs was on the same level as them. But if you dig deeper, you can only be regarded as an "upstart", and you are far from being able to compare with their real strength. If it weren't for the fact that Frås had paid a lot of money, let alone gathering thirteen people, not even one person would have thought of inviting him.

This cost is at least $12 billion in business...... That's why these people reluctantly come over.

Of course. There are also people who are not all for the so-called business, such as the second old man who speaks.

"Old fellow, is what you started saying true?"

"Of course it's true."

Frost was in a wheelchair, and although his face was full of wrinkles, it was obvious that he was in good spirits.

"You see I'm not dead yet, so I should have expected it, right?"

"Maybe you're just looking back, God is merciful, and it's not surprising to give you a little time to plan for the future."

The old man spoke unceremoniously. A look of irony.

"Hmph, how much better would you be if I died? Let you live for a few more years at most, and you won't come to hell to accompany me? ”

Frås sneered, "Do you think that the things you have done can make you go to heaven? ”

"I said you don't have to meet and argue, okay?"

Another middle-aged man interrupted the conversation between the two old ghosts and looked at Frost with blazing eyes: "You know, we don't take other people's words lightly, even if they are gods." We have to see the facts. ”

"I know...... So, it's your turn. Old. ”

Frost didn't look back, and with a soft word, a person suddenly walked out of the dark corner of the room, accompanied by the sound of sudden footsteps.

"Japanese?"

Someone exclaimed.

"No, it's Chinese!"

The middle-aged man was determined. His eyes focused on Chen Yang who came out, and affirmed: "Are you Chinese?" ”

"Oh, Mr. Coles, why are you so sure?"

Chen Yang's spoken language is completely New York, USA, with a flat smile. He walked over with his hands behind his back, unconcerned about the words of the middle-aged white Coles.

"Chinese and Japanese are different......"

Kirse smiled, but the smile came and went as quickly as it came.

"Fross, the person you are talking about is actually Chinese? Why don't you sue us first? ”

Westerners have always been prejudiced against Chinese for a long time, even if China is gradually rising, the charm of money is incomparable, so that Western countries have to submit to China's thigh at some point, but this does not mean that the people present will have any good feelings for the Chinese.

On the contrary, after seeing Chen Yang come out, at least ten of the thirteen people frowned.

If it's just business, it's fine, whether it's Chinese or Japanese, as long as you have money, but when you think of what Frs said to them, then the identity of Chinese is not simple.

What does it really mean?

More than a dozen people present had to be vigilant in their hearts.

"I didn't expect that with your status, you would still care about the identity of your nationality, which is really regrettable."

Chen Yang walked over unceremoniously with his hands behind his back, looking down at the dozen or so people present, not affected by the momentum on their bodies in the slightest, on the contrary, when he scanned everyone with this flat tone and eyes, a feeling of oppression fell on the heads of the dozen or so people present.

"It doesn't matter what nationality I am, but there are two things in this world that you can't refuse."

Chen Yang's indifferent gaze moved to the old man in front of him, "One is money, which is the capital that everyone can stand here on." The second is life, which is the basis on which you can speak. Losing one of these two things, I think, is the greatest misfortune in the world. ”

"Mr. Memphis, you're in the advanced stages of your illness, aren't you? If you can't suppress your illness, you won't be able to see the sun next year, right? ”

"Mr. Gray, how is your son's illness? I heard that the treatment situation is not very optimistic, and it has entered the deterioration stage? ”

In a few words, Chen Yang told the illness of several people present or the illness of their family members one by one, and the people who were called showed displeasure on their faces, while those who were not called were also annoyed by Chen Yang's rude behavior.

This is not top-secret information, and although it cannot be known by the general media, it is too easy for someone who can be treated like this by Frost to know this information.

"Everyone, please forgive me for my rudeness. But hear me out what I'm going to say next. ”

Chen Yang maintained the calm he had when he first arrived, as if he hadn't seen the unkind eyes of the few people present, and continued his rhythmic tone: "What you are going to see next is far beyond what you see in your daily life and within the scope of your understanding, and it is not even within the scope of your cognition. But do not panic, for what you are about to see could change the course of human history. ”

"Please come with me."

Chen Yang turned around and walked away, and Frost followed without hesitation shaking his wheelchair.

The other thirteen people at the round table looked at each other, not knowing whether to believe what Frås said, or whether to choose to think that the Asian was crazy.

"Listen to this old guy, it can really cure my condition......"

The wrinkles under Memphis's eyes were pressed together, "I still know this old guy better, he never jokes. ”

"Then let's go, let's go and have a look."

Coles slowly opened his eyes, stood up, and followed first.

As if it was a collective effect, the first actions of Coles and Memphis also drove the people behind, and all thirteen people present stood up and walked towards the bottom of the cabin after Chen Yang and Fross.

Walking into the elevator of the cruise ship and descending to the cabin on the penultimate floor, everyone walked in, and their faces were full of surprise.

In the real yàn room, which was temporarily transformed, through a transparent glass, the thirteen big people who saw this scene for the first time immediately attracted all their eyes to an ongoing operation in the real yàn room.

"It's ......"

Coles turned his gaze to Chen Yang next to him, and his tone was full of doubt.

"Brain transplant surgery."

Chen Yang said flatly.

"Brain transplant surgery? Oh, my God! ”

Don't say it's Coles, the other twelve people were shocked when they heard this answer, and their expressions were full of disbelief.

"This is the final stage of the brain transplant, and it has been going on for eight hours before you came."

In a very calm tone, Chen Yang said as if it was a very ordinary thing.

"Please understand, although we have already performed this surgery hundreds of times, and the technology is barely mature, after all, the human brain is too complex, and it still takes at least nine hours to complete such an operation."

Nine hours? Are you kidding......

Although no one present is a doctor of medicine, they have never eaten pork and have seen pigs run, not to mention that such a terrible thing as brain replacement surgery is not allowed by the law at all, and its complex process alone is not something that can be solved by current medical technology.

Nine hours, even if it is ninety hours, will never be completed.

Knowing that everyone didn't believe it, Chen Yang smiled slightly, and on the huge display screen opposite, various video materials recorded in real time began to appear.

All kinds of successes, or failures, are presented one by one in front of everyone, and if all these materials are fake, then the cost is inevitably too high.

"In other words, you not only solved the difficulties encountered in the brain replacement surgery, but also successfully cloned the human body?"

Kirs was surprised by this.

"Not bad."

Chen Yang nodded, "The test subjects you see now, because they are two different people, although each other's brain exchange surgery was successful, but because of rejection, they can't live for half a month......

"Although the clone of the human has been made, the physiological growth period still follows the normal development time of the human being, so you will see the results in a year at the earliest." (To be continued......)