Chapter 225: Psionic Symbiote
Although the security of this refugee city is not as stable as that of the fish city controlled by the black market, the situation here is much better than that of other refugee cities, at least it will not be harassed by those gang members every day, and there will be a lot of rules for scavengers who have no lower limit to enter this city, the only flaw is that there are too few supplies here.
I don't know if it's because of the secret restrictions of the French Empire, or because of the mutual agreement of the various forces in Miria City. All in all, although the city controlled by various forces does not restrict the entry of refugees under the control of the medical team, it strictly restricts the entry of any food and other materials, and only allows the medical team to keep a very small amount of materials and medicines that can only be used by themselves.
Although the medical school also tried to let some of its own people lurking in Miria City secretly transport some supplies and medicines, and even used a smuggling route controlled by itself for this purpose, the result was very unsatisfactory, not only was its own people exposed, but even the smuggling route was blocked.
In order to maintain the medicines needed for medical care, the medical team had to reclaim the ancient herbology that had been discarded for many years, and concocted some daily medicines from local materials to barely meet the needs of the refugees.
However, for the refugees, it is natural to be grateful for the free medical assistance from the medical team, but just curing the disease does not allow them to continue to live in this difficult world, and they also need food and other daily necessities, so most of them only use the urban area under the jurisdiction of the medical team as an intermediate rest point, and few refugees are permanently stationed here.
The transhuman killer obviously had some reputation in this refugee city, and everyone who saw him nodded at him, but at the same time, it was not difficult to see that these people had a strong fear of the transhuman killer, and after nodding and greeting, they avoided him far away, not daring to approach him.
The cyborgs skillfully walked through makeshift cabins and tents to a free clinic run by a medical team on the edge of the city.
The free clinic was built in a collapsed five-story building, and because there were several connected rooms on the first floor that were relatively well preserved, the medical team had the walls of these rooms broken down and converted into a free clinic.
There are more than 50 free clinics like this in the whole city, and each clinic was staffed by two doctors and three nurses at first, but as time went on, some doctors and nurses could not stand the hard life here and left, and those who remained could only barely maintain the normal operation of these 50 or so free clinics. As for the expansion plan that the medical team entered Miria City in the first place, it was therefore nullified.
The doctor who is now in charge of this free clinic is named Jeff Thomson, who is not from the continent of Velon, but a descendant of new immigrants from the southern continent of Mozambique.
At that time, as steam machinery entered the traditional manual manufacturing industry, it was not the goods produced by these manufacturing industries that were hit the hardest, but the manual workers who produced them. The iron rice bowl they thought they could hold for a lifetime decayed and shattered in an instant, and they had to find a new livelihood after losing their jobs, and the Great Reclamation Movement to the southern Mozambit was the only way out they could choose.
Many of these people who went to the south to open up the wasteland died in the dangerous wasteland and forest, and only a few were able to stand firm and thrive, and Jeff Thomson's family was such a thriving family of pioneers.
Pioneer families like them, in the absence of medical treatment, if they want to survive in a harsh environment like the wasteland, they naturally need to know a lot of life-saving herbology, and each pioneer family has some unique secret recipes.
Jeffer Thomson studied the family's herbalism since he was a child, and after entering medical school, he also specialized in this knowledge, and he participated in many revisions of the herbal medicine part of the medical classics, so he also has a certain reputation in medical schools and countries around the world.
It was also because of the special situation in Miria City that the medical school had to send him, a medical master who was proficient in ancient herbology, to Miria City.
It's just that for ordinary refugees in Miria City, they don't know Jeff Thomson's identity, but only think that this doctor's medical level is not good from Jeff Thomson's unkempt and bad appearance and some unacceptable treatment methods, so the clinic where the herbalist master sits rarely comes to see him.
When the Transhuman Killer arrived, an injured scavenger was sent here, and Jeff Thomson, as a healer, used a needle and thread to sew up the scavenger's wound, then grabbed a handful of freshly picked herbs, put it in his mouth, chewed it, spit it out, and wiped it on the wound.
I don't know if Jeff Thomson's hand was too hard, or because of the herb itself, the scavenger screamed in pain and fell unconscious on the spot, and the other people who sent the scavenger over would have rushed to check on their companions if they didn't have some understanding of Jeff Thomson.
"Don't let him get wet until the wound heals, and change the dressing after three days. Jeff Thomson bandaged the wound briefly, and then gave a command to the wounded's companion to signal that they could go.
After hearing Jeff Thomson's words, the scavengers who had been sitting on pins and needles hurriedly stepped forward to set up their companions on the table, thanked them, and fled from the clinic, as if there was some terrible monster in this room.
"This set of battlefield medical techniques is really good, with my herbal medicine, the success rate of treatment can reach more than 80 percent, if in the past, it would be very good to have a survival rate of 40 percent. Jeff Thomson was talking to himself as he packed up the first aid tools in his hand, and the transhuman killer next to him didn't answer, just stood quietly in place, like a statue.
After packing up the tools, Jeff Thomson closed the door to the clinic, then gestured to the Transhuman Killer and stepped into the bedroom, pushing open a small table and lifting a concealed wooden shelf under the table, revealing a small secret passage to the basement.
The two of them followed the secret passage to the buried basement of the building, which was well preserved except for one corner that had collapsed. Because the basement has two floors, the space here is much larger than the outside rooms, but due to the severe water problem, only a fraction of the space that can be used is close to the clinic on the first floor.
When Jeff Thomson arrived in the basement, several candlesticks were lit on the walls around him, and the Transhuman Killer walked up to the operating table, put down his backpack, and took out Roger's head from it and placed it on the operating table.
Jeff Thomson came over with an oil lamp, picked up the skull, looked at the firelight, confirmed the identity of the skull's owner, and said, "Are you sure he is ready to betray us?"
"When he left, he took with him the cash checks that he needed urgently, and he also took with him the ledger with which he had traded with us. "The Transhuman Killer is very knowledgeable about Roger's situation and behavior in the hare, and it is clear that the medical school has been monitoring Roger for a long time, and even knows his personality very well, and expects him to defect.
Jeff Thomson couldn't help frowning when he heard the story of the Transhuman Killer, and a look of annoyance appeared on his face. He was annoyed not by Roger's defection from the hare, but by the absence of a slave trader to provide test specimens, and some of the experiments he was already carrying out would probably have to be halted to make way for another important matter.
Just as Jeff Thomson was thinking about how to protect his test specimen from being lowered, the Transhuman Killer added: "After I killed him, I checked his belongings and found no cash checks or the account book, I guess someone did it before me." ”
"Lost the ledger?" Jeff Thomson was stunned, pondered for a moment, and then said disapplausively: "It's okay, I've also read part of this ledger, and there is no direct evidence in it to prove that we are involved in human trafficking, as long as there is no chaos on the academy's side, we won't have anything." ”
As he spoke, Jeff Thomson threw the head in his hand into the stagnant water in the basement in front of him, and after the bloody head fell into the water, the originally calm water immediately boiled like hot oil in a fried pot, and a large number of unclear creatures came out of the water, frantically eating the head, and in less than a minute, the flesh of the head was eaten away, leaving only a pale skull, which slowly sank to the bottom of the lake.
Seeing this scene, both of them seemed to be accustomed to it, but Leo, who was the watcher, was extremely shocked, and even had an expression of disbelief on his face.
Because when the aquatic creatures in the basement were not active, his spiritual network could not even perceive their existence, but when they were active, he could feel a psionic symbiote with a spiritual energy level as high as three levels.
In the universe where the Earth Federation is located, psionic symbiotes are second only to omega-level higher creatures in terms of rarity, and psionic symbiotes have different life forms, such as the Anka Zerg, which is known as the scourge of the universe.
In addition, psionic symbiotes have a well-established conclusion, that is, no matter which psionic symbiotes are given enough time and space to grow, they will eventually be able to grow extra-omega-level higher beings without exception.
Although Leo has never seen psionic symbiotes, he knows a lot about how to identify psionic symbiotes, and almost all books involving basic psionic abilities have documented that all psionic symbiote descendants have psionic energy at the same fluctuating frequency, and they are fused with each other, and there will be an illusion that it is just a living organism under the perception of the psychic network.
However, in addition to being shocked, Leo carefully examined this psionic symbiote and compared all the information about the psionic symbiote in his brain.
His attention was so caught up in the sudden discovery that he didn't even pay attention to the rest of the conversation between Jeff Thomson and the transhuman killer, until the two left the basement and returned to the clinic.
The two men walked out of the clinic, closed the door again, and walked past Leo who was sitting against the wall, not noticing that Leo was any different from other scavengers, nor did they notice that Leo had left a psionic mark on them when they passed by.
If it was before the discovery of the psionic symbiote, Leo would have continued to follow the two of them and find out more information about what was going on at the medical school, but for Leo now, the Plague Ring was far less important than the psionic symbiote.
At least those who have a little knowledge of psionic knowledge know very well what any psionic symbiote that has not fully grown up means to any psionic person, and some people even directly use the omega-level higher creature pass to describe psionic symbiote.
As long as the psionic person devours the psionic network created by the psionic symbiote, he will be able to create his own psionic net, and when the time comes, how many descendants of the devoured psionic symbiote will be able to create as many psionic nodes, and each psionic node is equivalent to a psionic core, so that the psionic person will no longer have to worry about the problem of psionic energy consumption. As long as he doesn't drain all psionic nodes at the same time, his psionic energy will be quickly restored by the psionic resonance effect between the nodes.
Infinite psionic energy alone is not enough to make psionics attach so much importance to psionic symbiotes, and the biggest effect of the psionic network built by using psionic symbiotes is to make psionics become omega-level higher creatures without obstacles.
Regardless of their talent, whether or not they are born a psionic, their psionic level will encounter a bottleneck called an evolutionary obstacle at almost every three levels.
There was no way in the universe at that time to help psionics overcome this obstacle. All psykers have different ways of getting through this obstacle, there is no skill or talent, and it seems to rely more on luck.
Just like Leo, he originally thought that he would be stuck in the third-level psionic energy for a long time, but now he has inexplicably crossed this evolutionary obstacle and successfully become a fourth-level psionic person, no matter what the reason is, but he can't get rid of the help of good luck.
But the psionic symbiote is so domineering, the psionic network it helps the psionic to build does not require any good luck or skill, it only needs to spend a lot of time accumulating and using psionic energy like other psionic symbiotes, and the psionic who has the psionic network can unconsciously cross one evolutionary obstacle after another, and eventually become an omega-level higher creature.
In Leo's opinion, the high-ranking doctor of the medical school obviously did not know the details of this psionic symbiote, and only stocked it in the basement as a tool to deal with failed test subjects, in this case, he naturally would not be polite to such a person who did not understand anything, and he already regarded this psionic symbiote as his own bag.